Initially, there were only a few dozen Nan Zhan disciples gathered at the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain. Most of them were disciples who had joined sects in the Northern Region. The rest were disciples from the other regions of the Divine Continent. Although Li Hongyi had said that she had sent a letter, only Ying Qiaoqiao, Chu Ci, Hou Guimen, and a few others received the letter and rushed over. The rest were nowhere to be seen. Just like the battle at the Cloud Platform of the Sea of Bitterness, most people chose to watch from the sidelines. They would rather protect themselves than get into trouble.
But at this time, as Fang Xing broke through the five formations and entered the six barriers, the fierce fighting, so many outstanding talents from the South Sect showed up.
Among them, some had indeed rushed over at this moment, but there were also some who had been hiding among the surrounding cultivators of the Divine Land and watching coldly from the sidelines. It was only when Fang Xing could not win the battle in the formation that he removed his disguise and revealed himself.
In an instant, the number of Nan Zhan cultivators increased dramatically. There were almost a hundred of them, and their aura was no longer as weak as before.
The Crown Prince of the Ghost Kingdom also arrived at the foot of the mountain. Pressing down on the cloud, he looked around and saw Li Hongyi looking at him with a frosty expression. He grinned and said, "Sister, I didn't slack off. I rushed over as soon as I received your message. However, the distance between Penglai and the Worship Zen Mountain is not close. Moreover, I have to steal my life lamp, so don't blame me …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Li Hongyi smashed the skeletal staff at him. She then looked at the cultivators and said, "I know that many of you have arrived long ago. You just showed yourself now. I, Li Hongyi, am not going to waste my breath. If Nan Zhan cultivators can establish their Dao, all of us will have a chance to live. If not, even if we survive, we will never be able to live. The five seniors from the Great Snow Mountain have sacrificed their lives for us. Now, Fang Xing's Junior Brother Fang has broken through the 10 arrays alone. I know that most of us are trapped by our Life Lanterns and cannot fight, but I also know that not everyone is like that. If anyone is brave enough, follow me up the mountain to help!"
She did not say anything else. She glanced at the cultivators before turning around and making her way up the Pilgrimage Mountain.
"Disciple of the Yin Spirit Path, do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"
The leader of the Path of Yin Spirits of the Northern Three Paths had already lost his patience when he saw what was happening. He was only holding it in for the sake of the Dragon Monarch. Now that he saw that the disciple of the Path of Yin Spirits, Li Hongyi, was trying to incite the cultivators and even planned to rush up the Pilgrimage Mountain herself, his face was filled with anger. With a loud roar, his Dharma materialized and blocked in front of Li Hongyi. His killing intent was overflowing, as though he was ready to kill at any moment.
Looking at this leader, Li Hongyi's expression was cold. He slowly took out a Fate Lamp and said in a low voice, "Leader, please forgive me. In this trip to the Demon Realm, I failed the task given by my Master and was punished by my Master. I have been expelled from the Spirit Yin Dao and the Life Lamp has been returned to me. Therefore, I have nothing to do with the Divine Continent or the Spirit Yin Dao. I am just a lone cultivator in Nan Zhan!"
"You!"
The leader of the Path of Yin Spirits looked at the Fate Lamp in Li Hongyi's hand and was slightly taken aback. Then, he understood what was going on. His heart burned with anger. "Senior Uncle Ming dotes on you so much?" Under the gaze of the surrounding cultivators, she became even angrier. Suddenly, she raised her hand and was about to strike down. "Little brat, you used your sweet words to coax Senior Uncle Ming to return the Fate Lamp to you. But what about me, the leader? Do you think the Path of Yin Spirits is a place where you can enter and leave as you please? Since you've spoiled my task, you shall pay for it! "
As he spoke, he angrily raised his palm and was about to strike down on Li Hongyi's head.
Facing this palm, Li Hongyi's hair was blown into a mess by the strong wind, but his face was cold. He did not dodge or evade.
The crowd of Nan Zhan disciples were shocked to see this. However, the leader of the Path of Yin Spirits had a profound cultivation base, so no one was able to block the attack. Among the cultivators, only Li Hongyi's disciple picked her nose nonchalantly, as though she was not worried at all.
"How dare you!"
Just as the palm was about to land, a Divine Sense hidden in Li Hongyi's Fate Lamp began to tremble.
Rumble! The Divine Sense swiftly took form, and it surprisingly transformed into the appearance of a gaunt old man. Two ghastly and dark gazes shot towards the Spirit Path's Daolord. Even though he didn't attack, his terrifying imposing aura had enveloped an area of 50km. A wisp of surprise suddenly appeared in the Spirit Path's Daolord's eyes when he saw this old appearance, and he instantly withdrew his palm and retreated 30m away.
"Senior Uncle Ming, this child is a disciple of the Path of Yin Spirits, but he wishes to help the enemy. How can I …"
"Shut up!"
The old man shouted sternly. The leader of the Path of Yin Spirits was so shocked that he was momentarily speechless. As the old man spoke to the leader of the Path of Yin Spirits, he looked at Li Hongyi meaningfully. "She is the disciple that I have taken a liking to. It was my decision to accept her as a disciple previously. It is also my decision to expel her from the sect today. Why do you need to interfere? Now that I have returned her Fate Lamp, she no longer has anything to do with the Path of Yin Spirits. Yet, you still use the name of the Path of Yin Spirits to harm her. Don't you think that the Path of Yin Spirits is too overbearing? "
"I …"
The leader of the Path of Yin Spirits' eyes were burning with anger, but she did not know how to reply.
The old man, the Netherworld Taoist, took one last look at Li Hongyi. There was some disappointment in his eyes as he sent a Divine Sense into Li Hongyi's heart. "Disciple, when you begged me to return your Fate Lamp ten days ago, I already knew what you were thinking. At that time, I told you that it was best not to let things progress to this stage. But in the end, you still retrieved the Fate Lamp. There is no turning back now …"
Li Hongyi suddenly knelt on the ground. Her eyes were red. "Master, please forgive me. I can no longer be your disciple!"
The Netherworld Priest chuckled and said, "You have cultivated my magic, understood my Dao, so you are my disciple. This has nothing to do with whether you are in the dark spirit world or not, and whether you call me 'Shifu' or not. Since you have made your decision, I will not say anything more. Go and do what you have to do. From today onwards, I will no longer be able to protect you. But I still hope that you can attain your Great Dao as soon as possible! "
"Thank you, Master …"
Li Hongyi kowtowed again. Her forehead touched the ground. After a long time, she finally stood up.
At this time, the illusion of the Netherworld Taoist had already disappeared. The leader of the Path of Yin Spirits also moved to the side with an unfriendly expression. Li Hongyi's face revealed a hint of coldness. She waved her palm and shattered the Fate Lamp. Then, she shouted loudly, "Nan Zhan, Li Hongyi, go up the mountain and knock on my door!"
The leader of the Path of Yin Spirits gritted his teeth in anger. Killing intent swirled around him.
The leader of the Path of Pure Yang was expressionless. He said coldly, "You can go up the mountain!"
He paused and glanced at the Nan Zhan disciples. He frowned and said, "The challenge on the Pilgrimage Mountain has never been based on the number of people. Nan Zhan juniors, if you have the guts, feel free to go up the mountain. However, the array is merciless. Fate has long been decided. If there is any life-or-death situation during the challenge, don't blame me for not warning you in advance. Live or die, decide for yourselves!"
Having said that, he closed his eyes and said no more!
On the other hand, all of Nan Zhan's juniors looked at each other because they'd perceived a sense of danger from his words.
"Haha, I am going to challenge the array anyway. I have already stolen the Fate Lamp …"
The Crown Prince of the Ghost Kingdom, Li Ying, laughed and turned to look at the man on the Pegasus. "Second Brother Mute, you …"
Boom!
The man on the Pegasus did not say a word. He looked at the sixth array. Suddenly, he pulled on the reins and charged up the mountain.
"Hey, damn you. I am talking to you …"
Ghost Child panicked and chased after him on his Ghost Cloud.
At the entrance of the first array, the two of them caught up with Li Hongyi. In an instant, the three of them rushed up the mountain. Amongst the Ten Formations of Pilgrimage, the first five formations had been destroyed by Fang Xing, and he'd even annihilated all of them. Shockingly, there was no one to obstruct them anymore, and they shuttled back and forth like a wisp of smoke as they rushed towards the sixth formation like a bolt of lightning. On the other hand, the remaining Southern Sight Sect cultivators had hesitant and indeterminate expressions.
They were shrouded by a strange feeling. For a moment, no one dared to follow them.
This challenge of the Ten Arrays of Pilgrimage was different from the previous battle on the Cloud Platform of the Sea of Sufferings. Not only was it more dangerous, the price was higher. Although the leader of the Path of Pure Yang did not say it seriously and allowed them to go up the mountain, it was obvious that if Zhu Xiu were to take part, he would have to give up everything he had in the Dao sects of the Divine Continent. He might even have to sacrifice his life for this opportunity.
Faced with such a gamble, not everyone could be as determined as Li Hongyi.
"The three of us have come to the Divine Continent, but no sects are willing to take us in. We have no choice but to join the Void God Cult and work for them in exchange for elixirs and cultivation methods. It is easy to leave the Void God Cult. All we need to do is return the token! This time, I, the First Disciple of the Zang Qing Sect, will not fall behind. My two Junior Sisters, since your cultivation has not reached the Golden Core Realm, please stay here and watch. I will go up the mountain! "
Someone broke the silence. The oldest of the three demons from the Amorous Path chuckled softly. She took out the token of the Void God Cult and placed it on the ground. Then, her body swayed and floated up the mountain path of the Pilgrimage Mountain. The remaining two demons knelt on the ground and lowered their heads to recite the Amorous Path's "Unlucky Life Sutra" to send their Eldest Senior Sister off and to pray for the little devil on the mountain.
"I, Youmi Kuang, have come to the Divine Continent as a Rogue Cultivator. My life is in my own hands. I have come to take a gamble!"
A loud roar rang out. A strong man wearing a wolf robe let out a shrill howl and rushed up the mountain.
"Before the Battle of the Cloud Platform, Li Hongyi sent a letter to invite me, but I ignored it. However, Nan Zhan's establishment of a Dao is an important matter. It has nothing to do with others, only with oneself. If I succeed in establishing my Dao, anyone who goes up the mountain to challenge the array will become a Divine Child. I, Nan Zhan, am the daughter of the Western Desert Royal Family, do not wish to be below others. For the sake of the title of Divine Child, I, Nan Zhan, will take a place in the sect! Nan Zhan cultivator, Wang Qiong, is here to challenge the array! "
It was a yellow-robed woman riding on the back of a strange lion. She was none other than the Cultivator from Nanzhan, the leader of the Four Heroes of the Western Desert, Wang Qiong, who was ranked above Han Ying. She was neither arrogant nor impatient. She first spoke, then slowly swept her gaze over the crowd of Cultivators. Finally, she stretched out her arms and took out the Wind and Fire Wheels that made her famous. An evil aura erupted from her body as she ascended the mountain like a thunderstorm.
"Nan Zhan cultivator, Li Hongyi, is here to challenge the array!"
"Nan Zhan cultivator, Han Ying, is here to challenge the array!"
"Nan Zhan cultivator, Ghost Prince, is here to challenge the array!"
"Nan Zhan cultivator, Youmi Kuang, is here to challenge the array!"
"Nan Zhan cultivator, Youmi Kuang, is here to challenge the array!"
"Nan Zhan cultivator, Wang Qiong, is here to challenge the array!"
"Nan Zhan cultivator …"
"…"
From time to time, loud shouts could be heard from the top of the mountain. Many figures, full of heroic spirit, rushed to the sixth array. There were a total of 18 people.
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