What Zhang Yan saw was a Blood Soul. Just Now, it appeared at the entrance of the cave and turned into a blood-colored shadow that flew far away.
This Blood Soul was a secret technique of the Blood Soul Sect. It was to split off a part of one's soul and use the body of a demon to nourish it. In the end, it would turn into a vicious being that wasn't any weaker than a flying sword.
When this thing flew, it was silent. Normal cultivators would only see a flash of blood-colored light. If it hugged a living person, it would be able to devour their flesh and soul and use it for itself.
When one cultivated this technique, the Blood Soul would be similar to the real person and people wouldn't be able to tell if it was real or fake. Moreover, it would be able to gather and scatter at will, and it would have its own power. There were also all sorts of weird changes that outsiders wouldn't know about.
When fighting with others, if the opponent wasn't careful, they would fall for it and lose all their essence blood. It was really amazing.
When Zhang Yan entered the demonic cave, he had met two Clear Qi Realm disciples of the Blood Soul Sect. After the Blood Soul left their bodies, it could only go dozens of steps away.
However, this Blood Soul flew several miles away, which meant that its cultivation was even higher.
However, Zhang Yan could see that its figure was blurry and its face wasn't clear. It hadn't condensed yet, so he guessed that this person was at the Mystic Light Realm.
However, since the Blood Soul was here, its real body wouldn't be far away. Thus, he wasn't in a rush to attack and just watched coldly from the side.
The Blood Soul's eyes gave off a three-inch-long light as it spun around the cave like a ghost. It would occasionally stop to check what was going on. From the looks of it, it was being overly careful.
After half an hour, it had checked its surroundings again. Seeing that there was nothing else, it silently landed on the ground.
Another figure flashed at the entrance of the cave, and this time, it was a strange beast with spirited eyes. Its entire body was snow-white, and its fur was soft. It looked like a puppy, but its eyes were bloodshot, and it sniffed as it walked. It seemed like it was trying to identify the scent.
Zhang Yan's eyebrows twitched. It was obvious that the other party was still worried about using the Blood Soul to scout ahead, so he even used a spirit beast to scout ahead. This was extremely cautious. Fortunately, his concealment technique was able to restrain his Qi, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered.
After the beast circled once, it shook its head and tail, barking twice like a dog.
After a while. At the entrance of the cave, a Daoist stuck his head out and walked in.
The man looked to be in his thirties. He had a goatee and a shrewd look. His eyes flickered and he wore a pair of sharkskin gloves. He was dressed in a black robe, wrapped in a large cloak, revealing a pair of straw sandals. In the crook of his arm was a foot-long jade plate shaped like a Si nan.
He first looked around and called back the Blood Soul, keeping it by his side. He then took out a golden hoop and put it on the cub's head, keeping it inside.
Then, he muttered something. He pointed at the jade plate, and the spoon on it spun in a circle before stopping at a certain spot. He chuckled and released a thick blood-colored light, which wrapped around him and flew off into the distance.
Since he could see the person, Zhang Yan didn't stand on ceremony. He smiled coldly and released the Water Element True Light. Huge waves rolled and spread out. The water colored True Light instantly traveled a thousand feet away. Before the Daoist could react, the light flashed and he was sucked into it, drifting away into the boundless river.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Zhang Yan made a hand sign and shook the True Water Light, shaking the person to the ground. However, he had already fainted from the turbulent water.
In order to prevent any Demon Sect secret technique from transmitting messages, he took out a few Talisman cards and sealed the person's Qi orifices. He then carefully checked the things on the person's body and set up a restriction to isolate the inside from the outside. Only then did he wake the person up.
As soon as the Daoist woke up, he realized that his Qi orifices had been suppressed and he couldn't move at all. He didn't say anything, but his eyes rolled around as if he was trying to guess who had captured him.
Zhang Yan raised his hand and pointed. The Daoist was pulled up by an invisible force and leaned against a rock.
The Daoist looked up and saw Zhang Yan in a black robe with a faint Dao Qi and a haze surrounding him. He immediately recognized that this was a Dao Transformation cultivator, and his heart could not help but skip a beat.
Zhang Yan looked at the person calmly and said, "Fellow Daoist, what's your name? Whose sect are you from? "
Although his tone was not strict, the Daoist seemed to be intimidated by the invisible aura and felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. It was as if he was facing a ferocious senior expert in the sect at that moment. He suddenly felt his mouth go dry.
He had been in the Demon Sect for a long time and had some foresight. He couldn't see through the other party's depth, but he could feel the indifference and coldness on the other party's body right away. He was not someone who could be deceived. Thus, he took a deep breath and said, "Reporting to this Daoist, I'm Shen Ying, a disciple of the Blood Soul Sect. My master's surname is Yu, and he's an elder of the Blood Soul Sect."
Anyone with a bit of foresight could tell which sect he was from from the Blood Soul, so there was no need to hide it.
Zhang Yan nodded slightly and said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Shen. I don't understand why you're here."
Shen Ying had wanted to say some nonsense to get over it, but for some reason, the moment he met Zhang Yan's seemingly deep and bottomless gaze, his heart palpitated. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he decided to speak the truth. "This lowly Taoist had heard from a fellow disciple that there is a demonic cave here, which is very beneficial for cultivation. That's why I wanted to capture a few demonic heads and bring them back to refine them. I didn't expect that Taoist would be here. If I have offended you, please forgive me."
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows. Based on this person's words, it seemed like this was his first time here? Furthermore, based on his tone, he didn't seem to know that this place led directly to the Qincang School's territory. Could it be that this person was not with the Blood Soul Sect disciple who had come here earlier? This was interesting.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a low voice, "How did you know about this place's secret? And how did you get here? Tell me in detail. "
Since Shen Ying had already told the truth, he wasn't afraid to say a few more words. Moreover, his life and death were in the hands of others, how could he allow himself to play any tricks? He immediately spilled the beans.
"A few days ago, my master met with a fellow disciple that he hadn't seen for many years. However, the two of them sparred, and I noticed that not only did my martial uncle's cultivation greatly increase, even his disciples were the same. At that time, I felt that there was something strange about this, and because I'm usually clever, I was specially sent here to investigate."
Zhang Yan smiled faintly, and said, "From what you've said, you're quite capable. You really managed to find this place."
Shen Ying coughed, and said, "To tell you the truth, I've hooked up with a female disciple of my martial uncle. After getting familiar with her, she told me about this place. This time, I calculated the time, and while her disciple wasn't here, I wanted to sneak here and take advantage of her."
Zhang Yan looked at him, and asked, "Since you've come here on my master's orders, why didn't you go back and report earlier?"
Shen Ying couldn't help but feel a little awkward, and said, "There are still many disciples under my master. If I go back and report, I'll just be rewarded with some spiritual shells, but I don't know when I'll get the big reward. I'll definitely fight with that martial uncle. I've always cherished my life, so I thought that I might as well take advantage of the situation first, and delay my master as long as I can. If I really can't hide it any longer, then it's not too late to act then."
Zhang Yan laughed, and said, "You're quite calculative."
Shen Ying smiled apologetically, and said, "I've embarrassed myself in front of you."
Zhang Yan saw that he answered every question, and knew that he was a perceptive person, so he didn't beat around the bush, and asked, "What's the cultivation level of your martial uncle, where does he live, and how many disciples does he have, do you know?"
Shen Ying thought that since this Taoist could guard this place, he would know the whereabouts of his martial uncle's sect sooner or later. It's not my sect, so why should I hide it for them?
Thinking of this, he said, "My martial uncle is a cultivator in the third tier of the Core Transformation realm. His cave is in the Cave of Dead Opportunity on Mt. Xiaozhe, after leaving this place, head northwest. If you fly fast enough, you'll arrive in about twelve days. My martial uncle has more than fifty disciples, and two of them have already stepped into the Core Transformation realm, and their cultivation levels are also not bad."
After listening to this, Zhang Yan thought silently, and thought to himself, "My Divine Contract once said that the only way is to seize the blood and Origin Spirit of the disciples of the Demon Path. Just Now is the most suitable time, but until now, I haven't met many disciples of the Demon Path, so I don't know if this is true. If there are only a few Core Transformation cultivators at Shen Ying's place, I'm not afraid, it's worth a try."
After having an idea, he said, "Since you've come here, you must know how to avoid the traps on the cave door, so you'll lead the way to Mt. Xiaozhe today. If what you said is true, I'll only destroy your physical body, and I can let your Origin Spirit go. As for whether you reincarnate or take over a body, it's up to you."
When Shen Ying heard this, his body first trembled, then he calmed down. Although this ending was not good for him, it was not too bad.
His Demon Path cultivation method was different from Daoism, even without a physical body, his Origin Spirit could still fly around for a period of time. As long as he seized the physical body of a fellow disciple, even if he lost some of his cultivation, he would be able to recover after a few decades of cultivation, it was better than having his soul destroyed.
Moreover, in the current situation, he was like a fish on the chopping block, so he had no choice but to agree. If this Taoist could fight with his Uncle-Master until both sides were injured, that would be the best. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'm willing to serve Taoist."
Zhang Yan pointed at the cave door and asked, "What's the arrangement behind the cave?"
"Reporting to Taoist, behind the rock wall, there is a bronze mirror hanging. If someone passes by, my Uncle-Master, who is thousands of miles away, will be able to detect it. However, when I came here, I tricked that Junior Sister of mine. The incantation is here, as long as I recite it, there will be no hindrance. "
Shen Ying immediately recited the incantation.
Zhang Yan performed the incantation and knew that it was not fake, then he turned into a cloud of smoke and brought Shen Ying out of the cave.
After he settled down, he turned around to look, and sure enough, he saw an ancient bronze mirror hanging above him. He couldn't help but smile, "Even though this arrangement is simple, it isn't easy for someone who doesn't know the ins and outs to break it."
Shen Ying hurriedly agreed, his expression was flattering, as if he was trying to please him.
Zhang Yan smiled and turned his head to look. He saw that there was only a deep path in front of him, it was a slope, it seemed to go up. He didn't say much, he waved his sleeves, and billowing smoke rose up, like a tide, he flew towards the exit of the Demon Cave.
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(To be continued)! ~!
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