Two months later, a spiritual light came from the north and landed on the Clear Nether Heavenly Lake.
Zhang Yan was sitting in his cave, deducing a technique. At this moment, he suddenly felt something and opened his eyes. He raised his sleeve and caught the light in his hand. Looking at it, he saw that it was a letter from Han Zuocheng and the others.
These days, Zhao Chong had infiltrated the demon tribes with the identity of a heavenly demon bloodline descendant, but he found that the thousands of tribes near the Two Continents Mountain Boundary were all led by a demon tribe called Yu Yuan.
This tribe's demon king was called Zhu Bogao. There were more than a million tribesmen, among which there were more than twenty rank four strength path cultivators. This generation's cultivation was equivalent to qi path Yuanying cultivators. If they had a grotto-heaven cultivator, they would be comparable to the eight demon tribes. Such strength could not be taken lightly, so he immediately sent a letter to the sect to report this matter.
Zhang Yan was also a little surprised. He did not expect such a force to be hiding in the neighboring continents, and it seemed that it was related to the demon tribes that had been attacking East Flower Continent for the past two hundred years. If he did not eliminate them as soon as possible, when Qincang fought against demonic sects, they would definitely cause great trouble for him when they went south.
He thought for a while and put down the letter. On the table, there were stacks of bamboo slips piled up like a mountain.
The disciples of Qincang school could obtain merit as long as they killed demons, but there was a difference between the two. Demonic cultivators were cunning and ruthless, they would try to retreat at the first sign of trouble. They were extremely difficult to deal with, but killing demonic cultivators was much easier. Thus, when they heard that he was going to attack the North Darkstar Continent's demon tribes, many elders sent the names of their disciples to Clear Nether Prefecture.
He knew that the time was ripe. It was time to take action. His eyes flashed as he said solemnly: "Jing You, go and call Zihong."
Not long after, Wei Zihong came to the prefecture and bowed: "Disciple greets teacher."
Zhang Yan waved his sleeve and took out a token: "This time, you will be in charge of the disciples of the prefectures in the expedition against the North Darkstar Continent's demon tribes. Tomorrow, we will set off for the North Darkstar Continent. First, meet your seventh junior brother. Open a cave there and set up a forbidden formation. I will be there in a few days. "
Wei Zihong respectfully said, "This disciple will obey your orders."
He bowed once more before taking his leave.
The next day. He led more than three hundred Qincang disciples. Altogether there were twelve Flying Star Palaces. He headed in the direction of North Darkness Continent.
This time, Han Wangke, Cai Rongju, and Peng Yuzhou also went with them. This was to protect them from the side and prevent the Devil Sect cultivators from hearing the news. Sneak attacks.
Ten days later, the group arrived at the Northern Darkstar Continent. After contacting Han Zuocheng and his wife, Wei Zihong did not stop for even a moment. He immediately led the group to kill the surrounding demon tribes.
These Demon Clans of the North Underworld never expected that cultivators of the Dark Azure Sect would suddenly attack them, so they were all caught unprepared. More than ten demon clans within a thousand miles of the Two Continents Mountain Boundary were wiped out in just three days.
Three thousand kilometers away from here, a huge ship that was ten thousand meters tall was floating above a surging river. Below it, an unknown number of golden carps were leaping and pulling the ship, slowly dragging it forward. The sound of the waves slapping against the water could be heard even from a hundred kilometers away.
This was the Corner Tent King Boat of the Yuyuan Tribe. Usually, the tribe leader Zhu Bogao rode on this boat to patrol the tribe along the more than nine thousand miles of Jin River. But today, he was alone on the cloud raft, staring at the night sky.
Although he had cultivated for eight hundred years, he still looked like a young Daoist. He was tall and straight, with a face like jade. The two carp whiskers beside his lips were as white as jade, translucent and translucent. They floated under the moonlight, sprinkling crystal beads and silver stars from time to time. If one looked in a direction, it was as if they could see light flying.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind. A cultivator who looked like a scholar came up and bowed. He said in a low voice, "Father, there is news from the front. The disciples of the Qincang School opened a cave abode on Mount Gutui yesterday and set up a restrictive formation. It seems like they will be staying there for a long time."
Zhu Bogao said calmly, "Have you pacified the envoys?
The middle-aged cultivator said, "I've already persuaded them to endure it for now. But this is not a long-term plan. I have lost my sense of propriety. Father, please make a decision."
Zhu Bogao sighed. "What will come will come. It's just that it's a step earlier than I expected. This Spiritual Master Zhang is indeed not simple. If we had waited for another few decades, the agreement between me and the six great demonic sects would have been fulfilled. At that time, our tribe would have had the chance to rise. It's a pity, a pity. Fate is just a step short."
In ancient times, demonic cultivators walked the strength path. Ever since the battle between the virtuous cultivators and the demonic cultivators, most of the heavenly demonic bloodlines were severed. Those who came to the top were mostly qi path cultivators from the eight divisions. Most of the strength path cultivators were still cultivated by the side branches and small tribes. Thus, they all became the subordinates of the eight divisions.
He was very clear that now that the heavenly demons were extinct, wanting to cultivate the strength path to the fifth revolution was just a fool's dream. Only by walking the qi path would they have a chance.
But this situation had already existed for several thousand years. It was almost impossible for a small division to rise. But if there was a great change in the world, like the three great tribulations, then his tribe would have a chance.
Several hundred years ago, an envoy from the demonic sects had come to him. They wanted him to think of a way to go south to restrain Qincang School during the demonic tribulation. In exchange, they would teach him qi path techniques.
At that time, he agreed without even thinking and secretly sent his children to the demonic sects. First, it was to cultivate their techniques, and second, it was to use them as a hostage.
But he had never thought that before he could accomplish this important matter, Qincang School would come knocking on his door.
The middle-aged cultivator said in a panic, "Father, could it be that Qincang School knows about our conspiracy with the demonic sects?"
Zhu Bogao shook his head. "They probably don't know, but I've also sensed something."
The middle-aged cultivator said anxiously, "Father, Qincang School is too powerful. How can our Yu Yuan Tribe resist them? Why don't we send a letter and ask the old ancestor to come back …"
Halfway through his words, Zhu Bogao raised his hand to stop him. "Back then, when I led my tribe out of the Carp Tribe, I said that I would never speak to the tribe again. How can I ask them for help again? Moreover, Qincang School has the Darknorth Heavenly Sword. Even if the old ancestors of the various tribes come, it will be useless. "
The middle-aged cultivator was at a loss. He mumbled, "Then what should we do, what should we do …"
Zhu Bogao lowered his head and thought for a long time. Then, he said, "I heard that Spiritual Master Zhang is the number one among the eighteen sects in sword duels. I've long wanted to fight him. Take my message talisman and tell him that I've arranged a battle with him in three months. If I win by a fluke, ask him to return to Donghua Continent. If I lose, he will decide everything."
When the middle-aged cultivator heard that he was about to make a move, he calmed down a little. But then, he asked in confusion, "Father, why three months later?"
The tribes on both sides of the Jin River regarded them as their master. If they did not make a move against Qincang School, those small tribes would most likely break away when they saw that they could no longer be protected.
Zhu Bogao sneered. "This three-month deadline is reserved for the Devil Sect. If they do not do anything, why should my tribe risk our lives for them?"
The middle-aged cultivator could not help but come to a realization.
Zhu Bogao continued, "In a few days, bring the disciples of the direct line to the ancestral court. If I lose, don't come back."
The middle-aged cultivator nodded silently. He bowed and went to make arrangements.
Half a day later, Zhu Bogao's letter of challenge reached Wei Zihong. The latter did not dare to act on his own and immediately sent a letter to the Heavenly Lake of Bright Nether.
Three days later, Zhang Yan received the letter. After reading it, he immediately ordered Jing You to summon Luo Xiao.
After a while, Luo Xiao arrived. After greeting him, Zhang Yan handed over the letter and said with a smile, "Does Fellow Daoist Luo know of this person?"
Luo Xiao lightly pinched the letter with her slender fingers. Her eyes wandered as she read the letter. She said, "Zhu tribe is a branch of Carp tribe's Qu tribe. Zhu Bogao is not a nobody. He had already become a fourth rank strength path cultivator several hundred years ago."
Then, she looked over with her beautiful eyes. "Is Master going to accept the challenge?"
Zhang Yan said with a smile, "Since this person sent a letter of challenge, how can I not accept it? We can get rid of this person once and for all. "
Luo Xiao said doubtfully, "Master, forgive me for speaking bluntly. Even if Master exterminates these Yuyuan tribe, it is just a drop in the ocean to the millions of demons in the Northern Underworld. If they want to come south, even if we can stop them for a while, we won't be able to stop them for long."
She was a member of Luo tribe and knew the reason why the demon tribes insisted on coming south. If one wanted to cultivate a strength path technique to the middle fourth rank, they would need a lot of external items. Many spirit herbs were hard to find in the Northern Underworld Continent, but they were extremely easy to obtain in the Eastern Flower Continent. Thus, even if they exterminated these demon tribes, it would only be a few decades of peace.
Zhang Yan nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo is right. Therefore, I have other means this time."
He said he wanted to conquer the Northern Underworld, but his main purpose was to prevent these demon cultivators from causing trouble when he fought with the demonic sect cultivators.
This needed to be done strategically. Blindly killing would only arouse the other party's hatred and make the situation more dangerous. At that time, it was very likely that he would provoke two enemies, the demonic sect and the demon cultivators.
Luo Xiao asked curiously, "Master's plan, how can I know about it?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo is a member of Luo tribe, so you should know that among the eight demon tribes, only the direct descendants can cultivate Qi path techniques. As for those who cultivate strength path, they are seen as lowly slaves."
Luo Xiao sighed and said, "Indeed."
The ancient eight divisions were all Sky Demons, and they were completely different from the current eight divisions. After the Sky Demons died out, the latter obtained the Xuanmen Cultivation Method, and only then did they have the chance to make a name for themselves. Because they were afraid of being replaced, they never imparted Qi Path Cultivation Methods.
Zhang Yan said playfully, "Could it be that those demon tribes don't want to cultivate Qi path? It's not that they don't want to, they just can't find the way. "
Luo Xiao nodded her head lightly. Xuanmen techniques looked easy to obtain, but if it was not a superior technique, without the guidance of a master, it would be difficult to achieve anything great. Moreover, even if they had the techniques, they would still need to cultivate divine arts to protect themselves and save their lives. Techniques could be obtained, but where could they find divine arts? Even if they managed to cultivate them, they would not be as strong as those of the same generation.
At this moment, she could vaguely guess Zhang Yan's plan, "Master, are you planning to make a fuss about that technique?"
Zhang Yan smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, after the matter of Yuyuan tribe is settled, those wild tribes that are hard to tame need to be completely exterminated. Then, we will pick a few obedient tribes and teach them Qi path techniques to their sons and nephews, ordering them to guard the Two Continents Mountain Boundary for our Qincang."
Luo Xiao praised, "Master, this is a good plan. This way, these people will be willing to serve you, and Qincang only needs to send one or two people to deal with them. We don't need to worry too much, and we can use all our strength in the continent."
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
