Whoosh!
A thick bolt of lightning streaked across the sky for two breaths of time in the midst of countless dark clouds. Then, a rumbling sound was heard, breaking the eerie silence of the night like a series of large firecrackers.
The ship stopped near the Wenhong Ferry. The boatman wiped his sweat and said happily, "A thunderstorm is coming. The timing is just right. Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with these corpses!" He glanced at the sixty-one corpses on the deck with fear. He had already recognized them from their clothes that they were disciples of the Court Of Sword. Moreover, the lightning pattern on their sleeves indicated that they were direct subordinates of the Thunder Department. If so many of them died, it would probably cause an earthquake. Suppressing his fear, he shouted at the sailors, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and inform our honored guests to help carry the corpses to the Courier House. We can't let them get wet!"
Xu Longxiang opened his eyes abruptly. The lightning just now had kicked him out of the meditation that he had spent so much effort to escape into. From the surface of his body to his mind, he had to spend a great deal of effort to suppress his fear.
"Senior Brother Lei, I didn't kill you. Why won't you let me go?!"
It was the same deep night. There was no starlight in the sky. The Void Breaking Shuttle had been destroyed, and the ship had fallen into the middle section of the Ninth Heaven Hanging River. Dozens of his fellow disciples had died under the sword light. Even now, he could still smell the salty smell of seawater and blood.
"Your Excellency, the ship has reached the shore. Our boss says it's going to rain. Please act quickly for the sake of the corpses."
Xu Longxiang was startled by the sudden voice. With a ferocious expression, he reached out his hand and sucked in the sailor outside the curtain. Then, he grabbed the sailor's neck forcefully. "You scared me! You scared me! You scared me! "
Crack, crack, crack!
With a few crisp sounds, the neck bone was completely crushed under the powerful force. The sailor died with his eyes wide open, staring at Xu Longxiang. Xu Longxiang recalled that many of his fellow disciples had also stared at him like this before they died. His hand trembled and he let go of the corpse. Panting heavily, he clenched his teeth and walked out of the cabin with the help of his crutch. When he reached the deck, he could vaguely see the lanterns of the courier house in the distance. His entire body was wrapped in sackcloth, and one of his legs was lame. He looked extremely miserable.
"Sir, do you think I should carry it to the posthouse?" The coxswain could feel that his guest was full of hostility. He didn't know that the sailors had been sacrificed, so he asked cautiously.
"What else can I do?" Xu Longxiang asked coldly.
"Carry!" The captain immediately waved his hand, and the sailors immediately carried the corpse to the hostel. The coxswain helped Xu Longxiang ashore and asked in a low voice, "Sir, who are these dead people? Did something happen?"
Xu Longxiang slowly turned his remaining eye and stared at the coxswain as if he was looking at a corpse. The coxswain felt goosebumps when he saw Xu Longxiang's stare. He hurriedly slapped himself and said, "I spoke too much. Just pretend you didn't hear me …"
"Once you're done, tell your men to stand by on the ship. I need them at any time."
"Yes."
The manager of the posthouse came out to welcome him. When he saw the white cloth on the stretcher, his expression changed greatly. He was about to question him when he heard Xu Longxiang yell, "Shut up and don't ask. Place the corpse properly!"
Hearing the voice, the manager immediately recognized it as the Vice-chief of Thunder Department, Xu Longxiang. He immediately shut his mouth. In the Court Of Sword, not to mention a true disciple with real power like Xu Longxiang, even the most ordinary disciple on duty at the gate was not someone a mere manager of the posthouse like him could provoke.
"Arrange a room immediately."
"You …"
This way please. "
In the room, Xu Longxiang hesitated for a long time. Finally, he decided to talk to his master, Chang Maochun. So he wrote a letter and asked the manager to bring it in.
Two hours later, Chang Maochun hurried over. When he entered the room and saw Xu Longxiang's miserable state, he was shocked. "What happened? Didn't you and Lei Yan leave safely? Little Jiu has been back for quite some time. Why are you only here now? "
Tears welled up in Xu Longxiang's eyes. He forced his injured body to kneel down. He hugged Chang Maochun and choked with sobs. "Master, I was harmed by Yan Li!"
"That bastard!" Chang Maochun's eyes emitted a cold glint. "Isn't it enough to harm my disciple? How dare he harm you?"
"No, it's not him … It's …" Xu Longxiang wiped his tears and slowly explained how the Fengtian Sect intercepted their ship, how they used the secret of him killing Master Heavenly Craftsman as a threat to force him to kill his fellow sect members, and how they falsely testified against Yan Li. He trusted Chang Maochun to the extreme and did not hide anything during the whole process. But no matter how much Chang Maochun doted on his disciple, he was still shocked speechless.
Chang Maochun did not say a word. His first priority was to spread out his divine sense and scan the situation of the entire posthouse. There were more than fifty rooms in the posthouse, and there were more than thirty guests, all of whom were cultivators. However, he did not sense any divine sense prying. Only then did he relax and stared at Xu Longxiang.
Xu Longxiang came to his senses and hurriedly set up a Silencing Law Domain. Then, he begged, "Master, you must help me in this matter. It's all that Yan Li's fault. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been beaten up by the Fengtian Sect. They beat me for an hour to make my acting seem real …"
Chang Maochun slowly sat down and said with a sullen face, "Master Heavenly Craftsman, what's going on? How dare you hide it from me? "
Xu Longxiang panicked and hurriedly said, "Disciple, disciple didn't have time to tell Master … disciple definitely didn't mean to hide it … I did such a foolish thing to avenge Long Hua …"
Chang Maochun said, "Do you know that your actions are enough to drag Master to eternal damnation with you?"
"Disciple …" Xu Longxiang could no longer find any excuse and hung his head low.
Chang Maochun let out a deep sigh. "You are already fifty-six years old this year, but you still act like a child. How can Master not worry? For the sake of your filial piety all these years, Master will not leave you alone. "
Xu Longxiang raised his head in ecstasy and hugged Chang Maochun's leg. He said excitedly, "Thank you, Master! Disciple will definitely be a hundred times more filial to you in the future! " Chang Maochun patted him and signaled him to stand up to speak. Xu Longxiang stood up and said, "Master, shall we take action now? Let's pin the crime on Yan Li first. I have the Shadow-Retaining Ball here, so I'm not afraid that Yan will deny it! "
"Let me see." Chang Maochun took the Shadow-Retaining Ball and injected a little Genuine Qi into it. The Shadow-Retaining Ball flashed an image. In the palm-sized ball, Yan Li could be seen slowly stabbing Lei Yan's head with a sword. The image was very blurry and only lasted for two breaths of time. Moreover, the angle was from the side of Yan Li. It could be recognized that it was him, but no more details could be seen.
Like the Flea Talisman, the Shadow-Retaining Ball was also developed by Dayu Academy. It was inspired by the Photographic Scallop that Ji Zhiyuan had used in Thunder Mountain.
"The more vague and difficult the evidence is, the more deadly it is, because it blocks the way to prove it. The Fengtian Sect's methods are really frightening. You actually let these lunatics have something to use against you. You really don't know what's good for you!"
"Disciple knows his mistake …"
"Let's put the matter of the Fengtian Sect aside. We have to deal with them later. From this Shadow-Retaining Ball, the Fengtian Sect's action was premeditated. Why did they frame Yan Li? "
"I don't know either. They have always been baffling when they do things. By the way, that day in Longling City, the Fengtian Sect also appeared in the end, but they retreated because they were afraid of Eldest Senior Brother. "
"If that's the case," Chang Maochun's eyes flickered, "they don't want Yan Li to gain a foothold in the Court Of Sword again. This coincides with our goal. Let's do it this way. First, inform the Thunder Department and let all the members of the Thunder Department gather. Create a momentum and force Little Jiu in the name of revenge. You must make him realize that if he continues to protect Yan Li, he will lose the support of the people. I'll go to the Law Enforcement Office. "After he finished speaking, he went through the window and left.
"Disciple understands." Xu Longxiang took a deep breath and took out a sword talisman. He carved a blood seal on it and sent it out. There was nothing else to do now except to wait for the members of the Thunder Department to gather. He looked out the window and saw that the sky was filled with dark clouds. The clouds were getting heavier and heavier, and a storm would come at any time.
The two of them would never have imagined that in the next room, the disciple of the Lotus Seat, Du Ziqi, was curled up in her bed, shivering. She did not dare to poke her head out, for fear that Chang Maochun would suddenly barge in and kill her. It was a complete coincidence that she had appeared here. However, she had only heard Xu Longxiang's confession. The rest of the conversation was masked by the Silencing Law Domain. Of course, even without the Silencing Law Domain, she did not have the courage to use her Divine Sense to eavesdrop because Chang Maochun's Divine Sense had enveloped the entire posthouse. If there was the slightest instability in her aura, or if her breathing became abnormal due to fear, she was a hundred percent certain that Chang Maochun would immediately charge in and kill her.
She even sensed that after Chang Maochun left on his sword, he returned to confirm that no one in the posthouse had made any strange movements, before he really left. She did not dare to move until she heard the terrifying noises. If she did not move now, it would instead arouse suspicion. Hence, she hurriedly ran out of bed and went to the window. Before she could see clearly, her eardrums were nearly pierced by the sound of sword light cutting through the night sky.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!
An incomparably large number of sword light followed one after another. They were like falling stars, falling like rain, sharp and unstoppable, overbearing, and overflowing with divine might, causing the layers of thunderclouds to lose their splendor.
The Heavenly, Lightning, Rain, and Red Divisions all used the Five Essence Divine Sword Formation as one formation, with the leader called the eye of the formation. The twelve formations that formed the Twelve Star Annihilation Formation as one element, with the leader called the Star Element. Unlike the armies in the mortal world, the four divisions used the Star Element as the core unit. Hence, every Star Element had an equivalent position, and above them were the deputy leader and the leader. The Lightning Division currently had a total of five hundred Star Elements, including those that had been added in recent years. After deducting those that were out on missions, there were more than three hundred. Imagine the scene of nearly twenty thousand sword light cutting through the night sky.
However, the thunderclouds were not to be outdone and quickly retaliated. Thunder rumbled and torrential rain fell uncontrollably, adding a touch of mournfulness to the tragic night.
Du Ziqi's heart surged. Even if she did not hear the rest of the conversation, she knew that this was a ploy to frame Yan Li.
"What are you doing!" An angry scream suddenly came from downstairs, causing her to tremble in fear. "Why didn't you drive all the outsiders away at once? Do this quickly, do it quickly, or else I'll skin you! "
"Yes, yes, yes …"
After the yes-man answered in fear, there was a knock on the door, and the steward's voice rang out. "Miss, there's an order from above. The guest is to leave the Grand Ferry immediately and is not allowed to stay overnight. Please do us a favor."
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