A thousand years ago, the Bloody Demon Church was the leader of the deviant sects, and it was extremely powerful. Even though it was later annihilated by the Center Sect and other orthodox sects, its influence still existed.
Many magic treasures and secret methods of the Bloody Demon Church had been passed down, becoming the most important magic treasures and secret methods of many deviant sects.
These sects claimed that they were the orthodox inheritors of the Bloody Demon Church, as if they could enjoy a higher status in the dark world by doing so.
The secret method attached to the Devil Pill of the Ghost-Eyed Carp Liu Shisui obtained was one of the secret methods of the Bloody Demon Church that had been lost in the world, and it was the Bloody Demon Method of the highest level.
This kind of Bloody Demon Method could conceal the energy of the Devil Pill perfectly and help him improve his Cultivation state many times in a short time. It was indeed formidable.
It was easy to imagine that he would be welcomed by many deviant sects if he betrayed the Aoyama Sect.
Did the Mysterious Dark Sect intend to become the second Bloody Demon Church by changing the name of a sect to a church?
The Mysterious Dark Sect was indeed prosperous a few hundred years ago, and could be called the number one deviant sect. But they were defeated in the fight against the Aoyama Sect, and their ancestral altar was destroyed. The great grandmaster of the third generation became a hidden swordsman who had never seen the light of day. Since then, they had kept a low profile. Why did they suddenly become so arrogant?
If they wanted to establish a banner and lead the deviant sects that had been declining for many years to regain their prestige, wouldn't the Mysterious Dark Sect worry that they would be attacked by the orthodox sects?
The people in the restaurant came back to their senses from the shock, and began to discuss the matter.
"If they want to call themselves the Mysterious Dark Sect, who is their church master? Is he still Su Qige? "
"Su Qige has been crippled a long time ago."
"Speaking of which, the reason why the Sect Master Su went mad back then is indeed strange."
"Strange? Everybody knows that it was the demon fetus who took revenge for his mother after he grew up. He succeeded in sneak-attacking his father and turned his father into a cripple. "
"Shut up! Do you want to die if you call that person the demon fetus? "
"You're really bold. Do you still need to worry about this matter at a time like this?"
In previous years, even in Juye City where the Windy Broadsword Church was stationed, no one dared to call Su Ziye the demonic fetus in a restaurant filled with the aroma of wine and meat; it was because they were afraid that the devil men of the Mysterious Dark Sect would hear it and harm them in secret.
Yet, Su Ziye had been expelled from the Mysterious Dark Sect and went to the West Ocean, turning over a new leaf. Why would the people in Juye City be afraid of him?
"I wonder how Young Clan Master Su will react when he learns about this in the West Ocean. The new Clan Master must be the one in the rumors. He is so mysterious …"
Someone lamented.
Jing Jiu listened to these things from upstairs and remained silent.
If Guo Dong was the one he had guessed, she would be the real mystery.
The soup in the hotpot was about to dry up.
The green onion was slanted on the edge of the pot. It was a little soft and its edges were slightly charred. It looked like the Spiritual Qi Cannons of the Immortal Guards that had been destroyed.
Seeing this, Jing Jiu understood what Guo Dong intended to do.
Tong Yan, Su Ziye, Yizhou, the Baotong Zen Temple, and turning over a new leaf … These words drifted in front of his eyes like the tiniest water droplets, turning into a patch of mist.
A road loomed in the fog.
— So you wanted to kill Jian Xilai.
Jing Jiu shook his head and asked Gu Qing, "Where is Pei Baifa recently?"
Gu Qing was taken aback, and said, "After the battle of the Cloud Platform, Mister Pei has been cultivating on the Longevity Mountain."
The Aoyama Sect and the No-Mercy Sect had been on good terms for generations, so Jing Jiu of course knew about this. But he didn't understand why his Master suddenly cared about this matter.
After a moment of silence, Jing Jiu shook his head.
Shaking his head wasn't sentimental, regretful, or mocking; it was a denial.
Jian Xilai couldn't be killed.
Even with Pei Baifa's help, he still couldn't be killed.
…
…
Outside Juye City, the iron sword broke through the air.
Sitting behind Jing Jiu, Gu Qing held the white cat tightly, asking, "Master, are we going to the Mysterious Dark Sect?"
"No, we're going to the West Ocean," said Jing Jiu.
To go to the West Ocean from the snowland, the shortest and most convenient way was to pass through the Cold Mountain from Juye City, go straight to the seashore, and then go southward along the coastline.
If his destination was not Haizhou City in the territory of the West Ocean, but the islands where the Western Sea Sword School was located, all he needed to do was to go to the deep part of the ocean.
The black iron sword seemed to be invisible in the darkness of the night, not emitting any sword light. It traveled forward noiselessly, but it still alerted some people.
Dozens of broadsword wills appeared in the darkness of the night, heading toward the barren land from Juye City like a chain.
The Windy Broadsword Church paid great attention to the establishment of the Mysterious Dark Sect, and sent out so many highly achieved swordsmen.
Even if the other orthodox Cultivation sects learned of the news, they couldn't come here in a short time.
Not everybody could fly as fast as Jing Jiu, because the Chaotic Wind at a high speed could blow someone to death.
The starlight dimmed slightly, and the broadsword lights looked like the snow. A slim swordsman of the Windy Broadsword Church appeared in the night sky, asking tersely, "Who are you?"
Jing Jiu didn't pay any attention to him with his eyes closed.
To ride the sword at such a high speed, Jing Jiu had to concentrate.
Gu Qing stood up and took out the sword board, saying, "A disciple of Aoyama passing by."
Sensing the sword wills of Aoyama on the sword board, the swordsman of the Windy Broadsword Church felt surprised, but he still stepped aside to let Jing Jiu pass.
In the blink of an eye, the iron sword had already traveled a few miles, passing those broadsword wills and disappearing into the darkness of the night.
Gu Qing had no choice but to sit back on the sword before he could even express his gratitude.
The iron sword went deeper into the barren land, and the terrain became more uneven. The steep mountains ahead were visible under the starlight; they were the rumored Cold Mountain.
The Cold Mountain covered a large area, home to countless deviant practitioners and vicious and merciless free-traveling practitioners.
In fact, the Windy Broadsword Church wouldn't have been able to defend Juye City if the deviant sects weren't on the decline and the constant internal strife and disunity.
Especially when the Broadsword King was in White Town the entire time.
The devilish shadows and black smoke with lethal energy could occasionally be seen in the night sky, looking extremely arrogant, completely different from the other places in Chaotian.
The deeper one went into the Cold Mountain, the more common this kind of situation was.
The Great Formation of the mountain gate of the deviant sects was connected to the earth source, so it was hard to break through. The most troublesome part was that the deep end of the earth source was often connected to the Abyss, and the devil men of the Underworld might even appear there. As such, unless they were swordsmen in the Broken Sea State, the orthodox Cultivation practitioners would rarely enter the Cold Mountain alone to avoid encountering danger.
The iron sword flew by the edge of the Cold Mountain, so it should be safe.
This was the first time Gu Qing had come to the rumored Cold Mountain, so he felt a bit nervous, but more curious. In order to see a band of black smoke in the distance clearly, he even craned half of his head out, ignoring the coldness.
The white cat felt discontented in Jing Jiu's bosom, wondering why Jing Jiu hugged him so tightly and treated him like a stove.
All of a sudden, Gu Qing showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Countless flames suddenly appeared in the distant mountains, burning the band of black smoke into nothingness.
Regardless of which deviant sect the black smoke belonged to, or whether it was a free-traveling practitioner or a swordsman, he was dead for sure.
What were those flames? They were so powerful that Jing Jiu could still sense their formidable power even though he was thousands of miles away.
In the dark of the night, those flames looked as dazzling as the real sun.
"It's the Sun Banner."
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked in that direction.
By now Gu Qing realized that it was the mountain gate of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
As a major deviant sect that had flourished for a time, the Mysterious Dark Sect still had a profound foundation even though it had declined. The Sun Banner was the proof.
It was rumored that this demonic weapon was made by sacrificing thousands of virgin boys to the fire. Even those in the Heavenly Arrival State would have a hard time subduing it.
Looking at the mountain gate of the Mysterious Dark Sect in the distance, Jing Jiu felt a bit alarmed.
It was not because of the Sun Banner that he was alarmed.
He had fought with the Sun Banner many years ago, though it was his Big Brother who had attacked him.
His alarmed intent came from a lethal intent.
Someone was watching him at the mountain gate of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
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