Even though Miao Yi felt disgusted, he still helped carry the remaining four crippled men away in the end.
When he arrived at the Fort Master's cave, Miao Yi tossed the four men aside. When he turned around, he saw Yan Beihong staring at him with a deep frown on his face. Miao Yi couldn't tell what Yan Beihong was thinking.
Miao Yi was no fool. He had long sensed that something was off with Yan Beihong and had been troubled by it. Now that he saw Yan Beihong's unfathomable gaze, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"Little Brother, I gave it a try just now. When I used my arts to dispel the Baleful Yin Qi in their bodies, it was abnormally slow. By the time I dispelled all the Baleful Yin Qi in their bodies, they would already be dead and unusable. That's why I was hoping that Little Brother could help me once more!"
'They can't be used anymore? ' Miao Yi asked suspiciously, "What do you want them for?"
Yan Beihong shook his head and said, "Little Brother, don't ask too much. There are some things that I can't tell you right now. Just help me save them first!"
Miao Yi hesitated for a moment. When he saw that the frozen men had lost their limbs, he felt relieved. Even if they were saved now, they wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight.
Meanwhile, Yan Beihong had already arranged the nine men in a row on the ground. He then extended his hand and gestured for Miao Yi to proceed.
Miao Yi sighed and nodded. He then bent down and pressed his hand on one of the men's chests, invoking his arts to quickly dispel the cold Yin energy in their bodies.
He healed Song Zeming and the others one by one. Yan Beihong followed behind him and used his arts to seal the severed limbs of Song Zeming and the others to prevent them from dying from excessive blood loss. At the same time, he used his arts to stop them from moving.
When Song Zeming and the others woke up one by one and realized their terrible state, they were all scared out of their wits. Song Zeming glared at Yan Beihong and roared, "Yan Beihong! How dare you collude with outsiders to harm your Senior Uncle like this! You traitor who betrayed your own master and ancestors!"
Yan Beihong looked down from above and said indifferently, "Don't you think it's a little too late to say that? When the Glorious Cloud Sect was bullying me and you were ordering me around like pigs and dogs, when did you ever treat me like a fellow disciple? Let's not even talk about harming you guys. I will always remember the 'kindness' the Glorious Cloud Sect has shown me. If I, Yan Beihong, ever reach the pinnacle, I will never forget it. That's when the Glorious Cloud Sect will be razed to the ground! "
Miao Yi was silent. From Yan Beihong's letter, he only knew that the Glorious Cloud Sect hadn't done anything good to Yan Beihong. As for what exactly they had done, he didn't go into detail. No one knew what the Glorious Cloud Sect had done to Yan Beihong to make him want to annihilate them.
However, it did sound a little unrealistic. The Glorious Cloud Sect was a huge sect with countless experts. It was easier said than done to destroy the Glorious Cloud Sect. If he didn't reach the level of the twelve Overlords, it was unlikely that he would be able to achieve this wish. This' grand wish 'was a little too ambitious.
Song Zeming seemed to know that he was doomed if he fell into Yan Beihong's hands. Instead of begging for mercy, he barked, "Dream on! Traitor Yan, the Glorious Cloud Sect will not let you off! You will die a horrible death! "
"You won't be able to see if I die a horrible death!" Yan Beihong sneered. He quickly attacked with his fists.
A series of cracking sounds rang out as Yan Beihong smashed the jaws of all nine of them. Each of them was bleeding from their mouths, unable to close their mouths. He then turned to Miao Yi and said, "I have some matters to attend to here. I'll have to trouble Little Brother to leave for a moment!"
What was he going to do to these nine people that he had to leave? Miao Yi furrowed his brows and asked suspiciously, "Can't I watch?"
"Allow me to keep this a secret for now!" Yan Beihong shook his head and said, "I'll have to trouble Little Brother to stand guard outside!"
Miao Yi didn't know what else to say. He nodded and turned to leave.
Yan Beihong listened attentively to make sure that Miao Yi was outside before turning around. With a wave of his hand, he took out a crimson steel needle and grabbed Song Zeming, who was still whimpering in pain. Then, he quickly pierced the needle into the acupoints on Song Zeming's body. He even pierced a few of them into Song Zeming's head. Song Zeming's eyes immediately glazed over.
Yan Beihong switched his grip on Song Zeming's lower jaw. His long hair and dark red robes fluttered in the wind, and his eyes gradually turned as black as ink.
His abdomen suddenly heaved up and down. The air in the cavern gradually turned strange. Just as his eyes turned pitch-black and glowed with a terrifying light, Yan Beihong suddenly opened his mouth, and a gray mist gushed out from it. It went straight into the mouth of Song Zeming, whose mouth had been squeezed open with a sluggish look on his face.
Lying motionless on the ground, Duan Feihong and the others widened their eyes in shock. They watched as a white inner core slowly emerged from Yan Beihong's open mouth. It circled around the gray mist for a moment, then slowly made its way into Song Zeming's mouth.
Inner core? Yan Beihong actually had an inner core in his body? A horrifying thought suddenly appeared in the minds of Duan Feihong and the others. All eight of them were horrified. It was a demonic art! The mighty Manor Head of the Celestial Nation had actually fallen to the demonic path while cultivating a demonic art!
Meanwhile, the relatively young Song Zeming was gradually aging at a visible rate. It was as if the youth he had stolen from the heavens after cultivating for so many years was being returned to them at this very moment. Wrinkles rapidly appeared on his face.
In less than an hour, Song Zeming had turned from a young man to an old man with cloudy eyes and white hair. It was an extremely bizarre sight.
Yan Beihong suddenly took a deep breath, and the white inner core that had burrowed into Song Zeming's abdomen emerged. It was sucked back into Yan Beihong's abdomen along with the gray mist.
Yan Beihong quickly pulled out the steel needles and casually tossed the unconscious Song Zeming to his feet. Then, he took a step forward and fixed his gaze on his next target, Duan Feihong.
Duan Feihong whimpered, his eyes filled with terror. He shook his head repeatedly, clearly begging for mercy.
Yan Beihong, with his pitch-black eyes, didn't care at all. He grabbed him and skillfully inserted the steel needles into the various major acupoints on his body...
When the gray mist, along with the inner core, was withdrawn from the mouth of the last person, the white inner core had actually turned half white and half green.
Yan Beihong quickly pulled out the blood-red steel needles and let go of the body, letting it fall to the ground. His eyes were still as black as ever, and he slowly twisted his head with a look of enjoyment on his face. He exclaimed, "How wonderful! I've never had the chance to enjoy the taste of a Blue Lotus Ninth Grade cultivator, and yet I was able to obtain nine of them in one go … The Red Lotus realm is truly extraordinary. I can't believe I couldn't break through even with the combined cultivation of nine Blue Lotus Ninth Grade experts. But it doesn't matter. Give me another ten years to assimilate the cultivation of these nine people, and I will only be a step away from the Red Lotus realm.
Then, his eyes gradually returned to normal. His long hair and dark red robes slowly calmed down, even though there was no wind.
A Red Blaze Resin appeared in his hand. Turning around, he quickly drew a line of sparks across the stone couch. The Red Blaze Resin immediately flew out with raging flames and landed in between the corpses.
Ignoring the raging flames behind him, Yan Beihong, dressed in dark red robes, strode away with his back to the oncoming flames...
Outside the stronghold, Miao Yi was currently riding the Mother-Child Flying Sword and circling around his body. Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, the flying sword abruptly turned into a streak of light and shot out. The instant it struck the giant boulder with the stronghold's name carved on it, it abruptly split into seven.
Boom!
The giant boulder exploded into pieces, and the seven streaks of light shot up into the sky. They then shot towards Miao Yi, who was still standing on the ground. The seven streaks of light suddenly merged into one in the air, and gently landed on Miao Yi's palm.
Miao Yi happily picked up the sword and examined it. He realized that when he was facing an enemy, he could suddenly split the sword into seven attacks the instant he received the attack. This would definitely cause the enemy to be caught off guard, and he could kill them in one strike!
"Little Brother! What do you think of this transcendent artifact? "Yan Beihong's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Miao Yi turned around and nodded. "It's a pretty good transcendent artifact."
As he said this, he suddenly froze. Behind Yan Beihong, a thick plume of smoke suddenly emerged from the cave abode. He couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"
Yan Beihong turned around to take a look, then calmly replied, "I'm just burning the corpses."
Miao Yi was confused. 'So what if they're dead? This is the Sea of Constellations Subjugation Crusade. Why do you have to destroy the corpses to get rid of the evidence?'
However, since the other party was trying to hide something, Miao Yi didn't want to ask too much. He put away the Mother-Child Flying Swords, then took out the Cloud Pearl with a flip of his hand. He casually tossed it into the air, and with a flash of blue light, the Cloud Pearl spun as it rose into the sky. At the same time, a thick fog quickly spread out in all directions.
In just a short while, everything in front of him had turned completely white. He couldn't see anything at all. It was so dark that he couldn't even see his own fingers if he stretched out his hand. In a situation like this, even if one's transcendence vision was as sharp as a torch, it would still be useless. This wasn't an illusion. There was something real blocking his vision.
The Cloud Pearl fell back into Miao Yi's hand, but the thick fog around him still hadn't dissipated.
Yan Beihong walked out of the thick fog and looked at the pearl in Miao Yi's hand. He smiled and said, "This transcendent artifact doesn't have any offensive capabilities, so it's a little useless. The thick fog it emits can quickly envelop a radius of ten li. It's a little useful when you're trying to escape, but I'm afraid it won't be of much use against an expert who can discern his location just by listening. Little Brother, remember to fill it up with water after you use it. If there's no water inside, then this transcendent artifact will be useless. "
"It's better than nothing." Miao Yi chuckled. "Just this high-purity Crystalline Silver alone is worth quite a lot of money." Putting the Cloud Pearl away, Miao Yi suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right. Why don't you take out that Flowing Cloud Killer of yours and let me see just how powerful it is?"
He had never seen a high-grade transcendent artifact refined by Yao Ruoxian before, but he had heard of Yao Ruoxian's name more than once. Since he had the chance, he naturally wanted to see it for himself. This way, he could have a better understanding of Yao Ruoxian's transcendent artifact refinement abilities.
Yan Beihong didn't hold anything back. He took out the black gauze on the spot and infused his transcendence energy into it to comprehend the method of controlling it.
Yan Beihong waited until the sea breeze blew away the thick white fog that shrouded the mountain. Then, he suddenly tossed the black veil into the air with a flash of green light. Like a spirit serpent, it unfurled in the air and fluttered gently in the wind. It expanded at an extremely fast speed, and soon, it enveloped the entire mountaintop like a huge gray cloud.
"The amazing thing about this transcendent artifact is that it's unpredictable and flexible. Would Little Brother like to experience its might for yourself?" Yan Beihong asked with a smile as he looked at the gray cloud floating in the air.
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