The blade aura dispersed. The ground within a range of several hundred meters had been sliced to pieces. Not a single blade of grass could survive. Only the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect stood tall with the blood-red blade in his hand, like a god.
A bloody gash had appeared on his throat. Blood flowed out from his chest, soaking his vermillion clothes. The colour was indeed dark. The bright yellow embroidery drifted through the air, covering his regretful face before collapsing on the ground loudly.
The life force of Foundation Establishment cultivators was not as great as Daemon Generals, but physical injuries were no longer so important to them who were one with the world. Otherwise, Ye Liubo's first strike would have been a "lethal" wound. However, the damage from the poison was omnidirectional. Foundation Establishment cultivators could not completely detach themselves from their bodies either.
The Vermillion Clothes sect was one of the more skilled sects in battle. The strength of the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect stood out even in the Clear River prefecture. If they fought openly, even a handful of Ye Liusu would not necessarily be able to take him down in a short amount of time.
However, assassinations had always been about catching the enemy off-guard and defeating the enemy stronger than them. The master of the Vermillion Clothes sect had let his guard down due to the formation, allowing him to suffer a lethal strike from Ye Liubo. The moment he was poisoned, victory was already decided.
Ye Liusu and Ye Liubo appeared. They knelt on one knee and panted slightly. Every single one of them was covered in several dozen horrific wounds. The desperate strike from the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect was truly startling, and the blade in his hand was anything but ordinary.
"It's otherfolk!" "Kill them! They killed the sect master!" "How did they get in here? Why didn't the formation give off any warnings? "
Under the cries of the disciples of the Vermillion Clothes sect, Ye Liusu and Ye Liubo looked at one another and smiled. They arrived beside the corpse of the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect like no one else was around and began searching through it.
A tenth layer Qi Practitioner disciple lunged over with a swing of his blade. With a flash of the curved blade, it cut him in half. Even though they were injured, they had undergone the heavenly tribulation, so they could not be threatened by these regular disciples.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Vermillion Clothes sect retreated hesitantly, fleeing in all directions. Ye Liusu had already found the formation disc and stopped the formation.
Dark shadows appeared one after another. It flew into the Vermillion Clothes Sect and followed every Vermillion Clothes Sect disciple like a shadow. Several miserable cries rang out. The valley quickly quieted down.
The turrets remained silent. Ye Liubo held the control mechanism in her hands and disassembled them one by one. He put it into his Hundred Treasures Pouch.
Li Qingshan unfurled his wings and took off with a trajectory, landing on a turret and observing the entire valley. All of the night roamers returned to him, offering up the hundred treasures pouches they had obtained. None of them were bold enough to keep it to themselves. The hundred treasures pouches of Qi Practitioners were not enough for them to take on such a risk.
Li Qingshan did not stand on ceremony and accepted all the Hundred Treasures Pouches. Finally, he took the Hundred Treasures Pouch from the Vermillion Clothes Sect from Ye Liusu's hands. He smiled and said, "You guys have the greatest merit in this battle. When this matter is over, I will naturally reward you according to your contributions. " He also said to the other night roamers, "I'm only keeping the spoils of the battle with me for now. Once we return underground, I'll reward the clans according to their contributions."
Ye Mingzhu immediately said, "Lord North Moon is wise. We will definitely unite as one and pledge our loyalty to you, sir. " The other matriarchs secretly cursed Ye Mingzhu for being a shameless bootlicker, but they dared not fall behind either. They were just afraid that they would end up losing out when the spoils of the battle were distributed.
"As long as we work together, there's nothing we can't overcome." Ye Liusu's heart surged. This was the first time she had become a Foundation Establishment cultivator. There was actually an incomparably relaxed feeling. However, she knew that if it were not for Li Qingshan's leadership, it would have been impossible for her to be so relaxed.
The other night roamers were rather perplexed too. At the very least, they believed in everything Ye Liusu had done.
As Ye Liusu promoted his idea of unity, Ye Liubo moved over and wrapped her arms around his waist. She passed the blood-red blade from the master of the Vermillion Clothes sect into his hands and bit his ear. She said softly, "You can treat it as a gift from me to master, alright?"
"Oh no, even you're mine. How are your wounds?" Li Qingshan lifted the blood-red blade and could not help but praise, "What a fine blade."
The blood-red blade was extremely sharp. It had already surpassed the boundaries of regular spiritual artifacts. The blade was a keepsake passed down through the generations of the Vermillion Clothes sect master. It had been refined through countless generations.
It did not possess the ingenious transformations of regular arcane artifacts, but it was much more practical to Li Qingshan. If he could refine the blade, he would not suffer too much of a loss even if he faced Fu Qingjin's Green Ruins sword.
"It's just a small wound. I'll be fine after some rest. It won't leave behind any scars. The blade qi is just a little troublesome. You only said it was yours, so why didn't you take it? "Ye Liubo grumbled.
Li Qingshan lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips. He pressed his hand against her back and purged the blade qi. He smiled. "Stop acting like a spoiled child." He raised his hand. "Mingzhu, bring me a map. Where's the nearest sect?"
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the stars filled the sky.
Li Qingshan unfurled his wings and flew low over the wilderness. The dark shadows on the ground followed him silently. Wherever he went, there was only a gust of night wind.
Very soon, a mountain appeared on the horizon. Li Qingshan folded his wings and flew off in a hurry. That was his next target.
The night roamers became more and more familiar with working together. Towards the end, there were even four people sent into the formations, while most Foundation Establishment cultivators in regular sects would only be one or two. They carried out assassinations with a crushing advantage. They were basically invincible. They did not even have the opportunity to call for help.
The only time they failed was when the formation of the Red Clouds sect was rather special. It enveloped a radius of several dozen kilometers, preventing them from using Phantom Roaming. They had to choose their next target.
Just like that, in a single night, Li Qingshan annihilated four sects with his people and killed three Foundation Establishment cultivators. They benefited greatly.
Ye Mingzhu unfurled the map. "Sir, it's getting late. Our next target is here."
"What sect is this?"
"The Bronze Cauldron sect. They're renowned for forging artifacts. They should be very easy to deal with."
On a nameless peak, Fu Qingjin sat with his legs crossed, breathing in and out the spiritual qi of the world. He had already cast down the net. All he had to do was wait for the right time to pull it in and end this lengthy journey. He would take her back to the Sword Collection palace.
After experiencing the changes of the past three years and witnessing the various horrors caused by daemons and demons, she must have understood the importance of strength. She would no longer be naive. Although he did not wish for her to endure such pain, this was a necessary step.
At this moment, the Demon Slayer's tablet on his waist suddenly flickered. Fu Qingjin's eyes narrowed. "It's the Bronze Cauldron sect's distress signal."
Green light shot into the air, and Fu Qingjin arrived at Bronze Cauldron mountain on his sword. Looking down, he could not help but be surprised even with his mental fortitude.
The once prosperous Bronze Cauldron sect had basically been reduced to ruins. It was like a colossal beast had run over it. There was not a single complete structure left. All that was left was a huge cauldron, standing alone in the ruins.
Just what had happened? Fu Qingjin flew over to the cauldron. "Sect master Chen, are you in there?"
Sect master Chen's frantic voice rang out from the cauldron, "Be careful, fellow Fu!"
An hour ago, Li Qingshan had launched a surprise attack on the Bronze Cauldron sect with the night roamers. His Phantom Roaming technique had worked once again. When the formations had been destroyed from the inside, the machine turrets continued to function, shooting out beams of light and forcing a few night roamer assassins into hiding.
Li Qingshan flew up and reverted to his original form mid-air, falling down loudly. Beams of light shot over. The Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell constantly disassembled and reassembled, blocking the attacks.
Boom!
With a great rumble, a shockwave swept out from the hooves, ripping apart all the structures including the machine turrets and sending them flying into the air. The disciples of the Bronze Cauldron sect standing on the ground all exploded as a mass of flesh and blood. Bronze Cauldron mountain trembled and cracked. It was close to collapsing.
This natural disaster left all the night roamers dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, the Bronze Cauldron sect had been reduced to ruins. If Li Qingshan wanted to massacre an entire city, he would definitely be more efficient than Strong Stone and Blood Shadow.
After the aftershocks subsided, the night roamer who had been ordered to carry out the assassination approached him. He raised his head and reported, "Sir, there's a problem."
Li Qingshan gazed down and had noticed the source of the problem a long time ago. Even his shockwaves seemed to be unable to destroy the only intact bronze cauldron in the ruins so easily.
"He's hiding in there. There's nothing we can do." As soon as the night roamer assassins began their assassination, the sect master of the Bronze Cauldron sect immediately summoned the huge cauldron and hid in there.
"Can we use Phantom Roaming?" Li Qingshan patted the bronze cauldron, which produced a clang. The bronze cauldron was actually an extremely rare arcane artifact. It was the treasure of the Bronze Cauldron mountain. It was extremely sturdy and stable. It was no wonder that even the night roamer assassins were helpless against it.
Ye Mingzhu said, "Probably, but it'll probably be extremely disadvantageous for us if we enter his cauldron."
"If that's the case, then let's just wait for him to come out," said Li Qingshan. An arcane artifact cauldron for forging artifacts was extremely rare. Since he had come across it, how could he let it go so easily? At most, he would just drag it back forcefully. He refused to believe that a mere cauldron could rival his strength.
Ye Mingzhu said, "T- it's almost dawn now. He's probably already sent out a call for help." Although the sunlight's influence on night roamers at their level was extremely weak, it would still be quite a problem if the influence accumulated bit by bit. In particular, it would not be as easy to open up a path of Phantom Roaming.
"Alright then. Retreat!" Li Qingshan immediately changed his mind. He turned around and left, shooting a glance at Ye Liusu.
The group retreated to the bottom of the mountain. Ye Liusu ordered everyone to set up an ambush on the spot. She also took out the machine cannons they had seized along the way and prepared to carry out Li Qingshan's original plan, which was to surround them and attack reinforcements.
The blood-red blade reflected Li Qingshan's face. "Retreat? How's that possible? I haven't even had my fill yet! Since a sneak attack doesn't work, then we'll set up an ambush. If that doesn't work, then we'll launch a forceful attack. I want to use this momentum to deal a heavy blow to the Demon Slayer, Fu Qingjin. "
When a streak of green light descended from the sky, Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly lit up. He never thought it would be this big fish right from the start.
He currently had the blood-red blade in hand, his many subordinates by his side, and countless cannons at the ready. If he grasped this opportunity well, he might be able to kill Fu Qingjin here and end their conflict prematurely.
Li Qingshan leapt up from the forest and swung his blade at Fu Qingjin. "Fire!"
Right now, it was the darkest moment before dawn. In that moment, thousands of streaks of light illuminated the night sky, weaving into a net of light.
Fu Qingjin looked back in surprise. All he saw was the streaks of light shooting through the air in a slight arc.
As he cast down a net for Li Qingshan, he never thought he would charge into Li Qingshan's net first.
PS: I've been adjusting my schedule recently, so I definitely can't stay up late anymore. It's good for the body to sleep early and wake up early, though I keep feeling a little sleepy! (To be continued)
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