The Golden Pheasant Elder said, "The Pheasant's Grace mountain has eleven as well. The Great Wall. "
The Lone Grave Elder said, "Seven!" However, they all knew that this was not because the Burial Mound Mountain's disciples were strong enough, but because they could manipulate corpses as shields.
Close to thirty disciples had all died in less than four hours. Although the number of inner sect disciples lost was not that many, it was enough to shake the foundations of the three mountains.
Hwa Seung-zan furrowed his brows. No one would have thought that the Herb Gathering Ceremony would have such a turn of events. Could it be that the monsters underground had already made their preparations and were waiting to ambush the Qi Practitioners?
Perhaps the Daemon General in this area could no longer tolerate the humans running amok underground and began to react. If that was really the case, then death was just the beginning. It was very likely that all the cultivators participating in the Herb Gathering Ceremony would be wiped out.
He was already unable to imagine what sort of waves the death of nearly a thousand human cultivators would cause. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh as he gazed at the surging dark clouds in the sky. The general situation of the world is really about to change!
The three elders felt their hearts bleed. Their faces were all sunken as killing intent surged through their eyes. That person was right. All daemons deserved to die!
"Brother, you mean? Zijian? "Hua Chenglu rushed over from afar and grabbed Hwa Seung-zan's sleeve anxiously.
As he said that, a few more specks of light vanished. Although Yu Zijian was not a disciple of the Green Vine mountain, she was still equipped with a sensing spiritual artifact. She was one of the many specks of light, so who knew when they would be extinguished.
"I can only wish her good luck." Hwa Seung-zan pressed down on Hua Chenglu's shoulder. Even now, he was powerless to help. If a Daemon General really was moving, then the underground would become a forbidden zone for Qi Practitioners. He was known as the greatest below Foundation Establishment, but he was still a Qi Practitioner.
If it were Hua Chenglu underground right now, he would obviously enter without any hesitation. However, it was impossible for him to take such a risk for an unfamiliar girl.
Hua Chenglu bit her lip. She understood Hwa Seung-zan's considerations. She could not be stubborn and demand anything.
…
The black demon sat alone in the huge cave. It raised its right arm and stretched out its index finger. The fingertip was a giant claw that was as sharp as a knife. It lightly touched the forehead of a young man. ("")
The young man was also alone. He seemed to be around fifteen or sixteen years old. A soft beard had just begun to grow on his lips, but he was already a third layer Qi Practitioner. He could be considered a minor genius. Judging from his clothes, he was not from the three mountains. He was probably an independent cultivator from some clan who had come to try his luck.
There was only darkness reflected in his frightened eyes. The fierce murderous aura and demonic aura had completely crushed his will to resist. However, the monster did not attack immediately. It seemed to give him a glimmer of hope and begged, "No, I beg you, I …"
However, the thick smell of blood came from behind the black demon. The young man saw clearly that it was a pile of Qi Practitioners' corpses. His lips trembled in fear, and turbid tears flowed down his cheeks.
A moment ago …
A group of disciples from the Pheasant's Grace mountain hurried over. With the experience of their seniors, it was often easier for them to find spiritual herbs and spiritual lands inhabited by daemonic beasts than independent cultivators.
But this time, it was a true daemon that resided there, and it was the leader of the daemons at that.
The familiar clothes made up some of Li Qingshan's hateful memories, and the seventh layer Qi Practitioner who led this group seemed to have met him once in the Quiet Spring valley.
"Argh!" The first person who saw Li Qingshan, the disciple of the Pheasant's Grace mountain, cried out before coming to a halt.
Li Qingshan's index finger had already stabbed into his chest like a huge spear.
Only then did the other disciples return to their senses. They roared out and struck out together, taking out talismans, drawing out spiritual artifacts, and condensing techniques.
The person who reacted the fastest was the inner disciple of the Pheasant's Grace mountain, a seventh layer Qi Practitioner. However, before his golden pheasant plume could even take flight, a huge hand appeared before him. The index finger and thumb tapped out gently before flicking out carelessly. His head was smashed to pieces. His brains and shattered bones scattered across the ground.
At this moment, those who took out talismans had only just extended their hands into their talisman pouches, those who drew out spiritual artifacts had only just lit up, and those who condensed techniques had only just mobilised their true qi. The sacred hall did not even have the time to react to everything that had happened before him.
Li Qingshan waved his hand casually, and thick blood spurted out. Not a single one of them survived.
The battle began in the blink of an eye and ended in the blink of an eye.
It was so simple that even Li Qingshan himself was slightly surprised. Back then, who knew how much effort he had expended to deal with a sixth layer Qi Practitioner like Zhuo Zhibo.
Although he hadn't been able to overcome the Heavenly Tribulation and take that legendary first step, after cultivating the second layer of the Tiger Demon, his powerful strength had transformed into a terrifying battle prowess that could suppress the strongest of demons. How could any Qi Practitioner be a match for him?
Li Qingshan did not enjoy torturing and killing his opponents, so they all died extremely quickly and painlessly. The more direct reason was that he did not know these disciples of the Pheasant's Grace mountain at all. Even the leader had only barked a few times meaninglessly at him.
However, since they were disciples of the Pheasant's Grace mountain, they were sworn enemies. There was nothing much to say. If he killed them, then he killed them.
But right now, the young man standing before him was a complete stranger.
Clang! Like the hum of a blade, there was a cold flash, and the headless corpse of the young man collapsed on the ground.
Just Now, he had paused, not because he was still hesitating. He was just reminiscing, reminiscing about what he was about to cut off and throw away.
Just like how mountain climbers needed to empty their overly heavy backpacks in order to climb to the very top, they had to take out the items inside and toss them into the abyss one by one. However, these items could have originally been very important, so he could not help but sigh inside.
Everyone wanted to reach the very top without losing anything, just like how everyone wanted to succeed without paying any price. However, this was impossible. The price was not just hard work.
If Li Qingshan was willing to live a peaceful life and not think about leaving Qingyang or even beyond the Nine Heavens, he would be able to live a much more relaxed life. However, he could not do that, because the mountain was there.
Li Qingshan stabbed the corpse with his finger and tossed it behind him. It landed on a small pile of corpses and he said, "Don't eat it." These were all for Little Ann. There was also a cowering daemonic beast in the cavern. Even though it was attracted by the flesh and blood, it did not dare to move at all.
Li Qingshan had never studied the art of war or anything like that, but he was not unfamiliar with military knowledge in the age of information explosion in his past life. He knew what it meant to gather forces to destroy the enemy's effective forces.
He would place the two strongest daemon soldiers under him in a few locations that were most likely to attract Qi Practitioners before lying in wait. As for Little Ann and the boulder viper who were more mobile, they constantly patrolled the main paths underground, killing the weaker Qi Practitioners.
The remaining daemons would gather together in groups of three to five at the very least. They would be led by their strongest leader, just in case they ran into stronger Qi Practitioners. With just a simple adjustment, the daemons were basically undefeatable. It was not even any more complicated than playing a game.
As the leader of the daemon soldiers, Li Qingshan did not remain uninvolved. Instead, he chose a place where spiritual veins gathered and spiritual herbs flourished, beginning his wait and slaughter.
Li Qingshan exhaled deeply and stowed the hundred treasures pouch away. He leaned on his hand and continued to wait. Killing strangers was not exactly fun, but obtaining the hundred treasures pouch made him quite happy.
After this battle, the pills he obtained would be enough for him to break through to the second layer of the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression.
Suddenly, he raised his head and sniffed the air gently. Through the heavy smell of blood and the familiar scent, he recalled some of his past memories. He could not help but frown. Why was she here?
Although it had only been over a month since they parted, waiting in the gloomy underground for a while felt like an eternity.
Let's go out and take a walk. Li Qingshan stood up and made his way out of the cavern. After taking a few steps, he turned around and said to the daemonic beast, "You're not allowed to eat it!"
If the daemonic beast could cry, it was already close to tears from fright.
… …
Their jade-green and blood-red pupils danced about in the darkness. A few colossal daemons surrounded a few Qi Practitioners. Their mouths were filled with sharp teeth as they spat out a heavy stench.
"Senior brother, what do we do!?" Cheng Jiali paled.
Mu Zhicong's forehead was covered in sweat. He controlled a flying sword and wandered around in the surroundings. However, with his strength, a single daemon was already very difficult for him, let alone several daemons at the same time. Even his chances of survival were pitifully miniscule.
How did this happen? How did this happen? This was clearly just a nest of daemonic beasts, so why were there so many daemons gathered together? And, they were all different species.
Mu Zhicong was filled with fury and doubt. The spiritual ground had only been cleaned out once during the Herb Gathering ceremony, and it was a disciple of the Green Vine mountain who had killed them. Even if new daemonic beasts took over this place, they should not be much stronger than wild beasts.
He had only come here to try his luck. If he came across daemonic beasts, he would use them to test his strength and show Yu Zijian his might. He could also let his junior brothers and sisters warm up so that they could venture even deeper underground. However, he never thought he would barge into a nest of daemons and end up in dire straits.
The daemons used daemon qi to communicate with each other in a way that humans could not hear.
"These people are too weak! Let's eat them!"
"If it weren't for the leader's idea, you would have been eaten a long time ago."
"I want to eat the one at the very front!"
"Move! The one at the very front is mine!"
"Be careful. This human is a little difficult to deal with. Don't let him injure you, and don't let him escape. Humans have many tricks up their sleeves," the strongest daemon ordered.
The other daemons immediately obeyed. They were cautious as wild beasts, so they did not swarm over together. It was just like how a pride of lions surrounded a wild ox. They would never attack recklessly, just in case they were injured by the ox's horns.
The daemons possessed intelligence that wild beasts did not possess. They constantly growled and roared, destroying the mental defences of the Qi Practitioners. Their colossal bodies formed a perfect encirclement, exactly to prevent their strongest prey, Mu Zhicong, from escaping during the chaos.
"Argh!" With a howl, a daemon that seemed like a huge lizard bit a disciple of the Green Vine mountain and dragged him away.
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