With the Cicada Sword at his waist, Zhang Yu stood in front of the waterside pavilion of the manor with his sleeves behind his back, looking at the clear lake before him. The green mountains on both sides of the lake were hidden in the clouds like ink. Cranes would occasionally fly above the lake, and soon after, distant echoes would come from the distant sky.
Over the past few days, he had been overseeing the manor in the Liang Province. News from the various provinces and prefectures kept coming back. With the assistance of the cultivators, most of the operations of the Inspection Department went smoothly.
With the cooperation of Supervisor Meng Yan, things were much easier.
The Xuanfu was an external force to the two prefectures, so it was not easy for them to do many things and they were easily resisted.
Moreover, Imperial Censor Meng Yan was originally responsible for overseeing the two manors. When he exerted his strength, many people only thought of how to avoid this matter, and not how to resist.
All the cultivators and inspectors in the Qingyang Continent that could be trusted were moving as fast as they could. Flying ships and streaks of light could be seen everywhere. Although this would cause some disturbances, they couldn't care less about it at the moment.
If these creators' substitutes were controlled by someone else, it was very likely that they would unconsciously do something that violated the rules. The faster they acted, the less damage they could cause.
However, he also knew that if the person behind this threw out these creators to temporarily stall him, then they would most likely make a move at this time.
Therefore, he had been secretly sending people to pay attention to the situation outside the continent. No matter what this person did, he would immediately rush over to deal with it if there were any strange movements.
Amidst the tranquility of the landscape, a splashing sound suddenly came from the surface of the lake. It was a few fish leaping out of the water, leaving behind a series of ripples after they landed.
Qing Mo came from behind and bowed to him, saying: "Sir, there is a message from outside the realm. It has the names of General Cao and Daoist Wan Ming."
Zhang Yu reached out and took the document from Qing Mo's hands. He glanced at it and read the contents.
According to the document, a person suspected to be an evil cultivator suddenly appeared in the wilderness. This person went around killing the captives of the Shuang Continent. When he first appeared, he slaughtered tens of thousands of people within ten breaths and sucked all the essence blood of the people of the Shuang Continent.
Mo Ruohua and Lieutenant Ming had joined forces to stop him, but this person's speed was simply too fast. Moreover, he did not engage in a direct confrontation. Furthermore, there was a fierce sandstorm blowing over the wasteland these few days, so they were unable to stop him.
When Cao Du realized that something was amiss, he also asked Daoist Wan Ming and the other cultivators to attack together. However, because the person was too fast, they did not succeed.
Not only that, Daoist Wan Ming added a note at the end of the letter, saying that according to his senses, after this evil cultivator swallowed the essence and blood of the people in Shuang Zhou, his strength had increased significantly. It was hard to say where this person's limit was.
Although they were now only attacking the captives of Shuang Zhou, if they were allowed to continue like this, they would be a serious threat to the soldiers of the Sharp Strike Army.
Zhang Yu glanced at the date at the back. This letter was sent four days ago, which meant that the situation described in the letter was still four days ago, but now it might be different.
Qing Mo said at this time, "Sir, the message could have been sent the day before yesterday, but the sandstorm outside the continent is raging, and the transmission of messages is not smooth, so it only arrived today."
Zhang Yu thought for a moment. The first thing he thought of was, could this be the work of the person behind the scenes? But then he thought about it. He thought that these two things should not be related.
Looking at the way the evil cultivator acted, it could be said to be simple and crude, without any concealment at all. He believed that this was just an accident.
But if it was just to lead him away, then there was some possibility.
However, with his current speed, it would take less than a day to go back and forth. If there were any changes in the continent, he could return in time.
He returned to the study, wrote a letter, and told Qing Mo to bring the book to Yun Chen.
After that, he walked out of the hall, raised his head, and instantly soared into the sky, turned into a ray of light, left the manor, and went straight to the outer region.
Liangzhou was at the southwest border of Qingyang, and he left the continent in a flash. But this time, as soon as he left the range of the big green banyan, he felt the howling sandstorm above the Wilderness, and the further west it went, the more violent it became. It could be seen that some of the mountains and hills that originally stood on the ground were flattened by the wind.
He knew that this was not an ordinary sandstorm, but the aftermath of the battle between Zhu Xuan and the unknown opponent.
In fact, the aura of these two people had already disappeared from his perception, and he had no idea where they went.
Under his accelerated flight, it took him only half a day to cross the distance that would normally take a few days, and he arrived near the Shuang Zhou camp.
When he arrived here, his heart was relaxed, and like the scorching sun melting snow, the sand and dust in the sky were separated in an instant, and the splendor of the sky immediately penetrated and sprinkled on the ground.
A silver-white flying boat was parked below, and when the sky shone on it, it reflected a dazzling light.
The underground soldiers and the cultivators also saw his figure at this moment. After a short while, a ray of light soared into the sky and greeted him.
When they got close, as the light dispersed, Daoist Wan Ming and a group of cultivators who stayed here showed up. They all cupped their hands to Zhang Yu and said, "Greetings, Xuan Zheng."
Zhang Yu nodded in return, he looked at Daoist Wan Ming and said, "I received the message from my friend, what's the situation now?"
Daoist Wan Ming said, "Reporting to Xuan Zheng, General Cao previously ordered a large number of Xuan Soldiers to bombard this person. This person is suspected to be injured and left, and he hasn't appeared for two days. However, we think that since this person needs a lot of blood essence, and now that he is injured, he shouldn't retreat. It's very likely that he will return again. "
Tian Jiang also said, "In terms of combat ability, this person may not be very strong. It's just that every time he appears, he is nowhere to be seen. Moreover, his speed is very fast. Every time, he has already flown away under our encirclement."
Zhang Yu asked the other cultivators a few more questions, and everyone came to the same conclusion. However, he also realized that this cultivator didn't seem to be a seasoned person with combat experience. Instead, it seemed like he didn't know anything, and only acted based on his instinct and sense of danger.
He thought for a moment and said, "I understand. Leave this matter to me. Daoist Wan Ming, you stay here for a while. The rest of the cultivators can do as usual."
The cultivators cupped their hands and responded, then they turned into rays of light and landed on the ground.
Zhang Yu said to Daoist Wan Ming, "Daoist Wan Ming, do something for me."
Daoist Wan Ming said solemnly, "Xuan Zheng, please tell me."
Zhang Yu transmitted a few words, and Daoist Wan Ming expressed that he understood. Then he cupped his hands and went to make arrangements. Zhang Yu, on the other hand, put away the light that filled the sky and descended. He entered an underground military base where cultivators resided. Then, he found a quiet room and sat down cross-legged. He retracted his aura and quickly entered meditation.
Three days passed in a flash, and he didn't see any movement. The storm outside also didn't stop.
However, on the night of the third day, a strange aura suddenly appeared above the camp, and quickly flew to the place where the captives of the Shuang Continent were.
Zhang Yu's eyes widened. He could sense that the owner of the aura had used the spatial layer to teleport. Moreover, the owner of the aura had done so outside of his senses. That meant that the owner of the aura was at least a hundred miles away.
This person had such ability, no wonder the cultivators couldn't stop him before.
At this moment, he didn't move. With a thought, the Cicada Sword beside him made a sound. In an instant, it turned into a stream of light and pierced through the air, directly slashing toward the place where the person was!
On the ridge of the Copper Mountain in the north of the Dang Continent, there was a righteous temple. This was the main entrance of the Mysterious Spirit Realm.
Many white-haired Daoists were meditating under the stairs, rocks, and springs of the Daoist temple.
True Method was difficult to cultivate. Many people couldn't get started in their lifetime. The cultivators of the Mysterious Spirit Realm felt that some people's Dao hearts were firm, so they allowed some people to cultivate here. At the same time, they were also guarding the door of the Mysterious Spirit Realm.
At this moment, there was a flash of light in the distant sky. In an instant, it appeared in front of the Daoist temple. It was a handsome young man with long black hair. He was wearing a metallic robe.
After he landed, he glanced up the mountain and walked along the stairs towards the interior of the Daoist temple. The Daoists glanced at him and continued to meditate without paying any attention to him.
They couldn't stop those who were capable, but those who were incapable couldn't enter. They didn't need to care.
The young man walked without hindrance until he arrived in front of a mountain wall shrouded in mist and a waterfall. Here, an old Daoist with a sage-like demeanor was also sitting.
When he saw the young man coming, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened. He waved his horsetail whisk and said: "Fellow Daoist, stop! This is not the place of Xuanxiu. It is a place where True Cultivators cultivate. If you want to see a Fellow Daoist, please report your name. If you don't want to see a Fellow Daoist, then please leave. This place doesn't welcome fated guests. "
He was the Heart Discernment Daoist who was guarding this place. He was here to distinguish whether a person was infected by the Nightmare. However, if the person wasn't a True Cultivator, unless he had an agreement with a True Cultivator, he wouldn't let him in.
The young man only calmly glanced at him and continued to walk towards the waterfall in front of the mountain wall.
The old Daoist frowned and waved his sleeve. In a split second, a gust of wind flew over. Although the wind was fierce, it was limited to three feet in front of the young man, displaying his exquisite ability to use magic power. However, the light around the young man's body easily blocked the wind.
The old Daoist frowned and stood up. He stared at the young man and warned for the second time: "Fellow Daoist, please leave." At the same time, he shook the horsetail whisk in his hand. In a split second, it turned into silver threads and weaved like a net, spreading towards the young man.
However, at this time, the young man's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance. He suddenly felt a sense of danger. He knew something was wrong, but his mind was in a daze. Then, he felt the sky and earth spin.
The young man very calmly threw the head in his hand into the stream below. Then, he stepped into the waterfall in front of him.
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