None of the six matriarchs dared to say no. "Since Lord North Moon has decided so, we are willing to follow his lead."
Li Qingshan smiled. "Very well, I will give you two hours to gather your subordinates. Of course, as long as they are above the Tribulation Transcendence Stage … It will be dark soon."
The sky gradually darkened, but the Clear River prefecture was still brightly lit. Above the Hawkwolf Guard, Wang Pushi stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the city that was strewn with sparks. As the capital city under strict protection from cultivators, the Clear River prefecture was probably the only city that had not been invaded by daemons.
A ray of green light flew over and made a turn before descending from the sky. Fu Qingjin landed lightly on the rooftop with a person in his hand.
"Who is this person?"
"The culprit who caused the conflict three years ago is now handed over to Commander Wang to deal with. This is my sincerity." Fu Qingjin tossed the person in his hand in front of Wang Pushi. The disciple of the Vermillion Clothes Sect who had massacred so many people in the past cried out in terror, "Senior Fu, Lord Fu, I am the Demon Slayer's disciple, I am the Demon Slayer's disciple, you can't do this!"
Wang Pushi stepped on his throat and asked, "What do you want?"
"Unite." Fu Qingjin said, "For the past three years, the demons have been wreaking havoc. Tens of thousands of people have suffered, and countless people have died. But because of our conflicts, we have not been able to work together. Instead, we have been holding each other back. I think it's time to resolve our conflicts, unite, and put an end to the demons."
"Settle it? How do we settle it?" Wang Pushi frowned. What arrogance.
"Gather all the cultivators and launch a counterattack. Slay the demons." Fu Qingjin waved his hand in high spirits. He was full of convincing confidence. No matter how depressed he was normally, as long as he was willing, he seemed to be born with the charisma of a monarch.
Wang Pushi pondered and said, "This isn't something I can decide alone. I'll have to discuss it with the other patriarchs."
"Right now, I'm just communicating with them. Commander Wang, please contact them on my behalf. In five days, I'll invite all the Foundation Establishment cultivators to a banquet upstairs for an alliance meeting. I will explain my ideas to them. "
Fu Qingjin cupped his hands and left.
The suspect with the Sumeru Ring arrived and used the situation to threaten them. With the help of the Xiezhi's horn, he would be able to expose himself. After the meeting. The first battle was to attack the North Moon's territory and force it to reveal the truth. This was the second battle.
A huge net that Fu Qingjin had personally weaved and planned directly enveloped Li Qingshan. Li Qingshan, on the other hand, was at a loss. Even if he knew, it would be useless. This was not some crafty plot, but an upright strategy.
Fu Qingjin was not only doing this for the Soaring Dragon Elder's matter, but he was also gathering his forces to fight a demon. This was the third reason.
…
The moon rose above the trees. It illuminated the deep and secluded valley. In the valley, there was a continuous stretch of buildings. The buildings stood in great numbers, and the eaves were arched. The main color was vermilion. It was a majestic aura that no human being could possess.
An invisible spell formation enveloped everything, blocking all outsiders outside. Among the many buildings, the most special were the numerous turrets. They were the crystallization of the Mohist's engineering skills. Li Qingshan had personally experienced their power. If anyone wanted to attack the formation, they would first have to endure their bombardment.
Easy to defend and difficult to attack, it was heavily guarded. This was where the Vermillion Clothes Sect was located.
Li Qingshan only understood what Ye Mingzhu meant when she said they would be tough after seeing it with his own eyes. Although the formation in front of him could not compare to the Duality Formation of Minute, without the Soaring Dragon Ship, it would not be so easy to break.
On the hillside outside the valley, black figures stood silently in the forest.
The one in the lead was obviously Li Qingshan. He rubbed his chin in thought.
Behind him were the ten personal guards, the six matriarchs, and many powerful night roamers. In order to prevent a fire from breaking out while he was away, the matriarchs had basically made ample preparations. Even Li Qingshan was taken aback by their tremendous presence. Afterwards, he smiled and thought to himself, Forcefully capturing them as able-bodied men really was the right choice.
"Do you have any plans to take down the Vermillion Clothes sect?" Li Qingshan asked with daemon qi. However, in his opinion, with the formation here, there was nothing he could do apart from forceful attacks. Unfortunately, the thing night roamers were least skilled at was forceful attacks. Encircling them and attacking reinforcements was a good choice, but it all depended on whether the others were willing to fall for it or not.
However, Ye Liusu said, "I have a plan that can ensure we take down the Vermillion Clothes sect unscathed."
"Oh? Let's hear it. "
"In my opinion, the formation isn't invulnerable. As long as we unleash the innate talent of the night roamers and use Phantom Roaming, we can pass through the formation and assassinate the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect. These turrets and even the formation will be ours."
Li Qingshan's eyes lit up. If that really was the case, it would save him a lot of trouble. All he had to do was slaughter his way through the sects one by one. The losses would be minimal, while the benefits would be the greatest.
A matriarch questioned, "But only those who have undergone the second heavenly tribulation can use Phantom Roaming."
Once night roamers underwent the second heavenly tribulation, they could reach the realm of Phantom Roaming. Not only could their bodies pass through all visible or invisible barriers, but their weapons could also pierce the protective techniques or arcane artifacts of the enemy. They could basically go anywhere and pierce through everything, turning into the most terrifying assassins.
Ye Mingzhu smiled. "It's indeed impossible with just the strength of a single person, but with so many people here, as long as we work together, we can temporarily open up a path of Phantom Roaming. Sending one or two people in is still possible."
Work together? The matriarchs looked at one another. That thought had never existed in their heads. Apart from Helicoverpa Rosa, no one could order them to work together. But now, they had Li Qingshan. He smiled. "That's a good idea. Let's begin!"
But who was going in?
Isolated and without any support, once the assassination failed, they would be trapped. They would be in the most disadvantageous situation possible. Just the sight of the turrets was chilling.
Ye Liusu walked out silently. Ye Liubo followed behind her with a smile. "Me too."
Under the lead of the six matriarchs, all the powerful night roamers gathered their strength, forming a hazy, smoke-like cluster of deep darkness. Even at a time like this, their power was silent and withdrawn, without giving off a sliver of their aura.
Ye Liusu and Ye Liubo were waiting for that fleeting opportunity. The six matriarchs suddenly struck together, and the cluster of deep darkness shot towards the Vermillion Clothes sect below. Sure enough, it passed through the formation silently, like a path of darkness.
Ye Liusu and Ye Liubo unleashed Night Roaming at the same time, leaping into the path of darkness.
… …
The master of the Vermillion Clothes sect paced around the room alone, carefully considering everything that had happened recently.
He could not help but sigh inside when he recalled the resentful gaze of the disciple Fu Qingjin had taken away as a bargaining chip. However, he did not feel like he had done anything wrong. The survival of the fittest had always been common sense in this world. It was your fortune that the sect was willing to protect you in the past. It's your fate that they won't protect you now. What's there to be resentful about?
Compared to that, it was even more of a pity that he could no longer trade with the underground world. A ruminating expression appeared on his face. Looking at Fu Qingjin's recent actions, he was clearly going to take action soon. Compared to trading with those strange otherfolk, using the blade in his hand to kill and steal was more in line with the principles of the Vermillion Clothes sect.
The moonlight cast a figure on the wall. The master of the Vermillion Clothes sect suddenly looked back, only to see Ye Liusu wielding a curved blade, standing silently under the moonlight. "H- why are you here?"
What answered him was a smear of resplendent, silver light.
The master of the Vermillion Clothes sect bellowed out. The blood-red blade on his waist moved like a dragon, dyeing the entire room red. It was unstoppable. Suddenly, a swathe of yellow embroidery enveloped his face. The master of the Vermillion Clothes sect's vision darkened, and he heard a strange whistle. He felt his back ache, and a dark dagger stabbed into his back. The blood-red blade swung back, and Ye Liubo retreated gracefully.
The curved blade in Ye Liusu's hand drew a profound arc. It was untraceable, sweeping towards his throat.
The master of the Vermillion Clothes sect was filled with surprise and fury. Red light surged from him, forcing the curved blade and dagger away. He was like a god in vermillion clothes wielding a blade, staring at Ye Liusu murderously.
"How did you get in here?"
The formation still maintained its function, showing no signs of being touched at all. Otherwise, he would have sensed it. Everything that had happened tonight was strange. He had to ask the Demon Slayer for reinforcements immediately. Suddenly, he felt a numbness spread from his back. The dagger was poisoned, and it was extremely terrifying poison.
Over the past few millennia, the night roamers' alchemy techniques had all been developed in this direction, but it was not without some results. Even Foundation Establishment cultivators could not ignore it. In the blink of an eye, the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect's face turned green.
Ye Liusu and Ye Liubo circled around the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect like they were dancing gracefully. They turned into two black ghosts and merged into the night silently. All that was left was the bright yellow embroidery, drifting about and reflecting the moonlight.
The master of the Vermillion Clothes sect's eyes narrowed. He felt like death was pressing towards him. The disciples of the Vermillion Clothes sect who heard the disturbance rushed over from all directions, but they were unable to make him feel at ease at all. He only felt colder and colder.
Attack with the turrets? Ask the Demon Slayer for reinforcements? With a thought, the bright yellow embroidery suddenly expanded to ten times its original size, enveloping the surroundings.
"Shatter!" The blood-red blade in the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect's hand swelled up. With a single move, Bloody Battles, the blade aura rained down like a storm. As soon as the disciples of the Vermillion Clothes sect arrived outside, they saw streaks of blood-red light cut the buildings and courtyards to pieces. One of the disciples who had moved a little faster was sucked into the blade aura, immediately being torn to pieces and reduced to a pile of flesh on the ground. It frightened the other disciples into retreating.
The bright yellow embroidery rippled. It was as flexible as water, completely unscathed, but it was unable to fall down either. It hovered in the air like a yellow cloud, obscuring the moon.
The curved blade and dagger flashed, like a crescent moon, like a meteor. They criss-crossed and vanished in a flash.
Time passed by slowly. There was a rumble of buildings collapsing and a hubbub of voices in the valley.
"Prepare to attack and support them," said Li Qingshan sternly. Their chances of victory were extremely high, but he still had to consider the worst-case scenario. They were his most important confidants among the night roamers. He could not allow anything to happen to them.
Ye Mingzhu said, "It's just the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect, a Foundation Establishment cultivator. They definitely won't disappoint sir North Moon."
As she said that, the formation vanished.
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