Not long after Madam Xu left, another wisp of smoke flew across the sky, also heading towards the direction of the demonic clouds. Lu Muqiu knew he couldn't win against Nie Gui, so he used the sect's magic weapon to escape from him. He also threw the decree to Nan Hua Sect.
When Lu Muqiu arrived, he looked at the elders of Huncheng Sect and bowed. He said apologetically, "I'm ashamed to have failed you."
One of the elders waved his sleeve and said, "No need to be sad. It's just a decree, we can take it back later."
Feng Haiyang smiled and said, "Junior Martial Brother Lu, you don't have to blame yourself. Our six demonic sects are of the same breath and branch. These small setbacks are nothing. When we go to the Extreme Heaven, we'll still need Junior Martial Brother's help."
Ten thousand years ago, when the demonic sects were strong, there were more than a hundred sects. However, under the suppression of the Profound Sect, those sects that stood out had already disappeared without a trace.
Although there were many disagreements between the demonic sects, they were extremely united when facing a great enemy. Otherwise, they would have been completely eradicated by the Profound Sect in these thousands of years.
Lu Muqiu nodded solemnly. He bowed and returned to his sect's cultivator formation with a reward.
The two demonic sect disciples retreated in defeat, but the Profound Sect won this battle. However, Ying Ya Daoren and that elder didn't have the slightest bit of joy on their faces.
Although they seized the decree, they didn't kill any of the two demonic sect disciples, which made them very dissatisfied.
That elder looked at the sky and said, "It's already night. Junior Martial Brother, let's call off the battle for today."
Ying Ya Daoren thought for a while. Eight of the eighteen decrees had been sent down today, which was almost half of the total. It seemed that they would have to decide the winner in two days at most. If everything went well, they might see the result tomorrow. Thus, he nodded and said, "Alright, we'll do as Senior Martial Brother says."
He first took out a piece of talisman paper, then used his magic power to draw a line on it. With a swing of his sleeve, the talisman immediately flew out of his hand and flew high into the sky with a sharp whistle. After a loud noise, it turned into a ball of red flames, like a torch, illuminating the sky.
This item was called "Night Fire". Wherever the light reached, it had the effect of exorcising evil spirits. When dawn came, it would automatically extinguish.
The old Daoist Ying Ya's action was not without reason. Earlier, when the Devil School's disciples arrived, they were very powerful and arrogant. Nobody knew what kind of arrangements they had made in the mountains and rivers. If a devil took the opportunity to stir up trouble in the middle of the night, it would be hard to avoid instability. Therefore, he had taken precautions in advance.
Ying Ya Daoren called his attendant over and instructed, "Go and strike the bell."
The child accepted the order and left. Not long after, the evening bell rang in Chengyuan Gorge. The disciples of various families and sects first saw the 'Illuminating the Night in the Cloud', and now they heard the sound of the bell. They knew that it was time to rest for the day. Therefore, they no longer stayed on the peak, but each one of them went to their own palace hall. After activating the array formation, they sat down in meditation to restore their spirit.
As for the Six Sects of the Devil Sect, they seemed to have the help of strange treasures. They still formed devil clouds in the sky, occupying a part of the Heavenly Realm.
The night passed quickly. When the second day arrived, the sound of a bell rang in Chengyuan Gorge. The sun had just started to shine. In a flash, tens of thousands of feet of golden light filled the valley, cliffs, mountains and valleys.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of cultivators, Ying Ya Daoren slowly walked up the altar. He pointed his Beckoning Dust and a child came forward to change the incense and candles.
He took a few steps forward and stared at the talisman book. At this moment, he saw that under the names of the eight sects, there were already signs flashing. This was the meaning of the talisman decree.
There were five sects in the Profound Sect, namely Bu Tian, Guangyuan, Li Shan, Nanhua and Shao Qing. The Devil Sect was divided into three sects, Yuan Yan, Jiu Ling and Xue Po.
Yesterday, when the disciples of the Devil Sect faced Xun Huaiying of the Shao Qing Sect, they avoided the battle. He also saw this with his own eyes and could vaguely guess what they were thinking.
However, among the Ten Sects of the Profound Sect, other than the Shao Qing Sect, the most powerful sects, Qincang and Yuxiao, had yet to make a move. The Yuanyang Sect, which was second only to the three major sects, also did not make a move. Therefore, after pondering for a while, he felt that it would not be difficult to seize the talisman decree today. If he acted quickly, it would not be impossible to kill one or two disciples of the Devil Sect.
After thinking for a while, he put away his thoughts and bowed to the Talisman Edict. Not long after, a burst of cracking sound suddenly came from the heavy clouds, like a silver bottle breaking. In a split second, a rainbow light broke through the curtain and penetrated down. The brilliant light of the heavens accompanied by the morning sun broke into the mountains and rivers. Then, four auspicious clouds floated down, each containing a Talisman Edict shining brightly.
Ying Ya Daoren saw that among the four talisman decrees, only one of them was heading towards the Devil Sect, which happened to be the direction of the Bieyin Sect. The other three were all heading towards the Xuan Sect, the Pingdu, the Huanzhen, and the Yuanyang Sects.
Since there were talisman decrees, the disciples of the three sects were willing to follow. Immediately, three rays of light soared into the sky and rushed towards the clouds.
The disciple of the Pingdu Sect was Wu Hanping. However, when he was in the air and before he could take the talisman decree, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing towards him. He could not help but shiver. Without thinking, he activated his protective light. When he looked at it, his pupils shrank. He saw a demon head lying on his light, opening its mouth and biting randomly, desperately trying to drill its way in.
He immediately grabbed a ray of strong thunder and struck it. In an instant, the demon head exploded into threads of black gas. However, not long after it dispersed, it merged again in the middle. In the blink of an eye, it reformed again. It let out a shrill cry, shook its body, and ran around him randomly.
Wu Hanping frowned. If the demon head was here, it meant that someone from the Devil Sect had already made a move.
However, he did not dare to be careless. He did not try to take the talisman decree by force. Instead, he paid attention to his surroundings.
There were only two disciples from the Huanzhen Sect who came for the sword battle. Chen Qingping had already passed away, so only the cultivator surnamed Yu went to take the talisman decree.
He had not gone far when he suddenly felt that something was wrong. His eyes flashed. He pointed at a certain spot and shouted, "Reveal yourself!"
A cloud of black gas suddenly appeared in the empty space. A ferocious-looking demon head tore open its mouth and was roaring madly. However, it seemed to be bound by a layer of invisible Qi. No matter how it struggled, it could not break free.
The cultivator surnamed Yu had a calm expression. He raised his hand and opened a jade scroll. He said, "Seal!"
A ray of light shot out from the jade scroll and sucked the demon head in. He then threw it into his sleeve.
Although he had gotten rid of the demon head, he did not appear relaxed at all. Instead, like Wu Hanping, his expression was filled with vigilance.
The demon head had only been discovered when it was within a hundred feet of him. It was fortunate that only one had come. If there were more than ten of them, he would probably be flustered. If there were dozens or hundreds of them, the result would be very difficult to predict.
When Yang Bi of the Yuanyang Sect saw the talisman decree fall, he turned into a sword and flew out. When he was about to reach the talisman decree, he suddenly smiled. With a flip of his wrist, a spell sword appeared in his hand. With a shout, he flew up and slashed. With a swish, the demon head hidden in the air was cut in two.
However, the devil trembled, and its body reformed. It seemed to have sensed how powerful he was, and it didn't charge forward. Instead, it floated several hundred feet away, where it let out a piercing shriek that threatened to shatter one's eardrums.
At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of waves, followed by a burst of laughter. They all raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.
What they saw was a torrential waterfall gushing out from the depths of the demonic clouds. It was a pitch-black river with thousands of demons crying and shrieking.
At this moment, a person was standing on top of the river. This person wore a yellow robe and had black hair. His sleeves were wide, and his figure was tall. Above his head were three clouds with strands of black fog lingering, faintly showing signs of condensing into one.
Looking at the three clouds, the three people's hearts trembled. Their expressions changed slightly, and they could not help but take a few steps back, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Ying Ya Daoren cried out in alarm, "Second layer of Yuanying?"
The Bu Tian Pavilion elder's eyelids also twitched slightly. He said in a low voice, "Last time during the sword battle, I had already heard of the name of Feng Haiyang from the Dark Spring School. However, I have never seen him before. I didn't expect his cultivation to be so high. This person is still lacking an opportunity to enter the third layer of Yuanying."
Ying Ya Daoren's face was full of worry. Although Feng Haiyang seemed to have the intention to fight the three of them alone, devil cultivators were good at fighting one against many. Their battle prowess was not necessarily inferior. Moreover, this person's cultivation was already superior to the disciples of the three sects.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a white light soar from the direction of the Hai Yin School. A white-robed Daoist with a tall hat flew towards the location of the talisman decree. He gathered his transcendence energy and shouted, "Fellow Daoists, who is going to go get that talisman decree?"
On the summit of the Yuxiao school, Zhou Huang turned his gaze and saw that there was no movement from the Qincang School. He thought for a while and said, "Qingyun, since Master Huo has no intention of going, you go get the talisman decree. If that disciple of the Hai Yin School is weak, you can try to kill him."
Zhou Qingyun's beautiful eyes slightly moved. She bowed and said, "Yes, little sister will go now."
However, just as she was about to move, she suddenly felt a tremor under her feet. Her body swayed, and she almost lost her balance. She could not help but look in astonishment.
At this moment, on the altar of the Yaoyin Clan's summit, Zhang Yan sat motionlessly. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and the five-colored clouds above his head emitted a rumbling sound. Among them, a yellow vortex rushed into the air and suddenly expanded outwards!
All the cultivators in the Chengyuan Gorge felt that the sky darkened. Then, their vision was filled with a huge hand that covered the sky.
This huge hand reached out from the summit of the Yaoyin Clan and extended into the clouds. The palm slowly turned over, and in the rumbling sound, it fell towards the mountain where the Hai Yin School was located. It seemed like it was going to crush them.
Everyone was dumbfounded. When cultivators channeled their mana, it was rare for them to be able to go as far as a thousand feet away. However, when Zhang Yan made his move, the huge hand came across the sky and crossed the river that was more than fifty miles wide. What kind of powerful and majestic mana was this?
An elder of the Huncheng Sect stood up and shouted, "It's the Mysterious Yellow Capturing Nine, Big Hand. Junior Brother Yuchi, retreat quickly!"
The power of the Mysterious Yellow Capturing Dragon Hand depended on the cultivation base of the person who cast it. Zhang Yan's Dan was of the first grade. At this moment, he was accumulating his power and had the power to move mountains and move seas.
When Yuchi Yun heard the voice of the elder in the sect, he did not hesitate and immediately protected his head. He turned into a white light and flew away.
Not long after he left, the huge hand slammed down and smashed on the mountain peak. Immediately, there was an earth-shattering sound. Mountain rocks flew everywhere, and the grass and trees were broken. The mountain peak was in a mess. If it was not for the protection of the restriction, the entire mountain peak would have been smashed into pieces.
Seeing that the huge hand turned into rolling yellow smoke, wrapped around the decree, and slowly retracted, the whole place was silent for a moment.
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