The night was as dark as ink, cold and austere.
Suddenly, a beam of light streaked past in the darkness, swiftly approaching from afar but looking from afar, that light seemed to be trembling indistinctly, showing signs of instability.
On the ground, Meng Ji was anxiously pacing back and forth, behind him were the remaining Chang Shen Hall disciples. Roughly looking, there were about fifty to sixty of them, each of them with a terrified expression, looking towards the direction they came from.
Until they saw that beam of light.
There was a commotion among the ordinary disciples, quite a number of them cheered. Meng Ji instead looked at that figure flying over, his anxious expression became even more serious.
That beam of light reached near and stopped, YuYang Zi floated down to the ground, immediately the crowd shouted "Sect Leader, Sect Leader", unexpectedly before the crowd could rush up, YuYang Zi's face turned pale, with a sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the front of his clothes.
Everyone turned pale.
Meng Ji dashed forward and supported YuYang Zi, his hands were cold to the touch, he felt that YuYang Zi's entire body was icy cold, extremely unusual and under his clothes, his body was still trembling slightly, he couldn't help but turn pale with fright.
YuYang Zi felt Meng Ji's shock, his gaze swept left and right and saw that the rest of the disciples also had terrified expressions, he knew that these people were already like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow, the morale of the army was in chaos, if he could not hold on, it would immediately be a situation of monkeys scattering when the tree falls.
Immediately he roused his spirits, suppressed the churning blood in his chest and said in a clear voice, "All of you don't need to panic, just now I used my own strength to force out the clotted blood in my body, it is not a big deal."
Usually in the hearts of Chang Shen Hall disciples, YuYang Zi was like a deity, now that he said that, it seemed to have some effect, many of the disciples' expressions eased, evidently much more at ease.
Just that although YuYang Zi said so, his face was really too poor, as white as paper and the left side of his body was covered in blood, even his sleeves were nowhere to be seen, looking extremely wretched. Luckily it was now late at night, the night was thick, if not during the day, with hundreds of gazes looking over, they would immediately see that he was already an arrow at the end of its flight.
Meng Ji frowned tightly and immediately turned back to the Chang Shen Hall disciples and shouted, "Sect Leader is fine, all of you go to one side and rest first. We will make further plans after daybreak!"
The crowd followed his instructions and gradually dispersed. When the Chang Shen Hall people had walked further away, Meng Ji suddenly felt YuYang Zi's body suddenly sank and quickly supported him. He looked at YuYang Zi and his heart almost jumped out.
Only to see that YuYang Zi's face did not have a trace of blood, panting heavily, if not for her supporting him, he would have almost collapsed.
Meng Ji quickly helped YuYang Zi to sit down, YuYang Zi meditated on the ground and slowly inhaled and exhaled. After a long while, his breathing gradually calmed down and his complexion looked better.
In the meantime, MengJi had been standing beside YuYang Zi, his expression was anxious and worried, at the same time he kept looking around.
It was deep into the night and other than the small bonfire made by the disciples of Chang Shen Hall, it was pitch black everywhere.
The night was ferocious, as if it was also spying on Chang Shen Hall, this faction that was in dire straits.
Yu Yang Zi slowly opened his eyes.
MengJi immediately asked in a low voice, "Sect Leader, are you alright?"
YuYang Zi laughed bitterly, in his eyes, naturally he could not compare Meng Ji with those ordinary disciples. He sighed slightly and said, "I was besieged by those Good Faction brats just now and expended a lot of my vitality. Afterwards there was actually a lady who displayed Qing Yun Sect's' Celestial Sword Wield Thunder True Formula '…"
MengJi's countenance changed greatly and said in shock, "There was actually such a skilled person among them?"
YuYang Zi hatefully said, "Not only that, I fought with several of them and there were at least three or four of them whose skills were extraordinarily high. In the end, I could only display 'Blood Curse' and only then could I force my way out!"
MengJi's countenance changed again, Blood Curse was Chang Shen Hall's famous True Spell Evil Curse, it could instantly increase one's skills but the backlash afterwards was extremely frightening. Not to mention the great damage to one's skills, most likely it would also shorten one's Yang lifespan.
After being stunned for a while, MengJi then regained his senses and said to YuYang Zi, "Sect Leader, then what is our plan now?"
YuYang Zi's countenance was solemn, after a moment of silence, he hatefully said, "Now the arrow is already on the bowstring, we have no choice but to release it. After daybreak, we will immediately head deeper into the death marsh and enter the 'inner marsh' to search for treasures!"
MengJi's countenance changed greatly and could not help but said, "Sect Leader …"
YuYang Zi waved his hand and stopped MengJi's words, said, "I know what you want to say but now that we have withdrawn from the death marsh, sooner or later we will die in the hands of the other three great sects, why not take this gamble!"
MengJi stared blankly at YuYang Zi and saw that his pale face was even more vicious. He guessed that he could not persuade him anymore and could only slowly stand up, looked up at the sky and sighed softly in his heart.
This enormous death marsh located in the southwest of the vast Divine Continent, had a circumference of eight thousand miles and was unbroken. Since ancient times, it had rarely been inhabited. And it was divided into two boundaries, one was the outer marsh, which was where everyone was now. It belonged to the outer periphery of the death marsh and took up seventy to eighty percent of the death marsh. It was densely filled with bottomless mud pits and numerous poisonous insects but to cultivators, they did not take it to heart, as long as they were careful and did not step wrongly, it would not be a big problem.
And in the deepest part of the death marsh, there was another mysterious place. It was a place that was surrounded by poisonous marsh gas all year round and no one knew what it looked like inside. Occasionally there would be cultivators who went in to explore but there was no sign of life. Therefore both the Good and Evil Faction were not willing to rashly enter.
And these few days, numerous people were searching for treasures in the death marsh but until now there was no news. YuYang Zi had long guessed in his heart that the treasure would most likely be in the most dangerous and unpredictable inner marsh. If it was normal days, YuYang Zi might have many misgivings and would at least prepare carefully for many days. But now that the situation was pressing, he himself was like a gambler who was anxious and could not care about anything else.
The night breeze blew past.
The Chang Shen Hall disciples who had been busy fighting for a day had mostly fallen asleep, the fire on the ground also gradually extinguished. YuYang Zi was still meditating with his head lowered. MengJi who was standing beside him just now, by now most likely had gone to the disciples' side.
Suddenly, YuYang Zi abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze fierce but also seemed to have a trace of fear as he looked around.
The night was deep, darkness pervaded.
All the muscles in his body suddenly tightened and then, he slowly stood up.
His only hand, tightly gripped the Yin Yang Mirror.
The cold wind penetrated his bones, blowing on his body, as if the cold reached his heart.
Deep in the darkness, footsteps gradually sounded.
[Pa, pa, pa …]
[Sha, sha, sha …]
[Hua, hua, hua …]
As if carrying their own different rhythms, at the same time, from three directions, light but orderly footsteps, converged towards Chang Shen Hall.
For the first time, a trace of despair appeared on YuYang Zi's face, he suddenly shouted, "Bastard, get out for me!"
This loud shout, in the forceful but indistinctly lacking in energy but it still reverberated far in this swamp, immediately startled the Chang Shen Hall disciples far away from their sleep, in the midst of their cries, they hurriedly crawled up and swiftly gathered together.
YuYang Zi's expression was uncertain, his heart could not help but sink, he turned around and was suddenly stunned, loudly asked, "Where is MengJi, where did he go?"
The Chang Shen Hall disciples looked at each other, for a long time no one answered, obviously they did not know.
YuYang Zi's anger surged up, a wave of dizziness hit his head and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood again.
And at this moment, suddenly a gentle male voice was heard from the darkness, harmoniously said, "YuYang teacher uncle, could it be that you are looking for this person?"
[Wu], an object flew out from the darkness in front of Chang Shen Hall, streaked across in an arc and landed in front of YuYang Zi and the Chang Shen Hall disciples, rolling a few times.
Someone at the side had already lit a torch, under the illumination of the fire, suddenly exclaimed, it was the severed head of MengJi who was standing there talking to the crowd just now. His eyes were wide open but there was a horrified expression in his eyes, most likely he died with remaining grievances.
YuYang Zi took a deep breath, his eyes shifted away from his last capable subordinate's severed head, stared ahead and coldly said, "Qin WuYan?"
A young man slowly walked out, his face slightly pale but there was a gentle smile on his face, he smiled and said, "Teacher uncle indeed has outstanding eyesight, little nephew was standing in the dark and you can still recognize me, admirable, admirable!"
YuYang Zi's expression was as ugly as it could be, he coldly said, "Consider yourself ruthless but your Wan Du Clan treated your Holy Sect fellow disciples in such a manner, that old poison teacher of yours, isn't he afraid that after his death he will be sent to hell by Heaven Demon Ming Wang?"
"Ah!" Qin WuYan pressed his hand on his chest, pretending to be frightened but his face was smiling and peaceful, without a trace of fear, he turned his head to the other side and said, "Jin Xianzi, such a heavy crime, our Wan Du Clan does not dare to shoulder it alone, are you still not coming out?"
YuYang Zi's countenance changed greatly, he abruptly turned his head and saw in the darkness on the left side, a graceful lady indeed slowly walked out, her eyes and brows were full of amorous feelings, in this dark night, the moment she walked out, it immediately seemed to brighten up a few notches.
"Jin PingEr!"
YuYang Zi sounded as if he was gritting his teeth as he said these three words.
Jin PingEr smiled sweetly and said, "YuYang Zi teacher uncle, long time no see, how have you been all along?"
This greeting was even more venomous than the most venomous curse, YuYang Zi stared intently at her and coldly said, "Our Chang Shen Hall has always minded our own business with HeHuan Sect, why must you join hands with those fellows from Wan Du Clan to hit us when we are down?"
Jin PingEr smiled and said, "You are really forgetful, a few days ago, after you found out that I came to the death marsh, worried that our HeHuan Sect would snatch your treasures from you, you ordered your men to kill Wan Du Clan disciples and snatch our sect's unique poison 'Black Toad Powder' and then used this poison to kill four of our HeHuan Sect disciples at the north of Great King Village, is there such matter?"
YuYang Zi's countenance changed, he involuntarily said, "Why did you …" speaking halfway, he immediately stopped.
Jin PingEr indifferently said, "Teacher uncle you have a deep and far-sighted plan, to incite our HeHuan Sect and Wan Du Clan to fight, it is indeed brilliant, just that thanks to Qin WuYan senior brother being reasonable and meticulous in investigating, we finally found out the truth, if not we would really be harmed by you!"
Qin WuYan smiled and said, "What is fairy saying, to be able to be of fairy's service, it is my honour."
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