Yinshan Record

Chapter 307 The Great Momentum is About to Begin, All-Encompassing and Empty

"Do you want to take action?"

The immortal sword cultivator looked very anxious.

"No rush, no rush."

The Ghost Ancestor slapped the white bone throne beneath him, opened his eyes, and released his aura.

When a true immortal of his caliber releases their aura, it resonates with several fundamental laws of the universe.

Immediately, a heavy aura of death filled the void.

Everything must die.

The momentum that Ma Yi and Guo Chen had been gaining suddenly came to a halt.

"Kongkong'er, your Lihe Pavilion has a huge business."

Guo Chen looked at the swordsman who had suddenly appeared before him.

"I wonder what price Ghost Ancestor offered to persuade someone as high-ranking as you to personally take action."

Even a renowned demon of the Six Desires, such as the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes, was now calmly guarding his mind, fearing that the sword cultivator before him might suddenly attack and harm him.

Lihe Pavilion is a notorious den of assassins.

Three hundred years ago, they suddenly emerged from the East Sea. Their entire sect consisted of sword cultivators who were skilled in assassination and took money to do their jobs.

Of course, most of this fame came from the Supreme Elder Kongkong'er.

Legend has it that this person possesses a unique sword-nurturing technique that allows him to accumulate sword intent to an unbelievable degree. Whenever he strikes, his sword will always hit its mark, and if it does, the target will surely die.

Originally, the Lihe Pavilion was nothing more than a small fry among the countless sword cultivator sects in the East China Sea.

Since Kong Kong joined the Lihe Pavilion, the entire sect has risen rapidly along with him as he became the sect leader.

It can be said that the reputation of the Lihe Pavilion as an assassin's stronghold is built on this person.

Having been a renowned assassin for so long, the fact that he hasn't yet been successfully avenged by his vengeful enemies is enough to demonstrate the skill of this subordinate of the Supreme Elder of the Lihe Pavilion.

If it were merely the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor, the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes, a giant of the Northern Sect of the Demonic Path, would surely have a fighting chance.

Now, we have added Kongkong'er, the Supreme Elder of the Lihe Pavilion.

The Demon Lord in hemp robes glanced at Guo Chen beside him, wondering how many immortal-level demon servants his good friend had to test his sword.

"Are you going to fight or not?" Kongkong'er touched the wine flask in her hand: "If you're going to fight, then hurry up."

Guo Chen's eyes flashed with a crimson demonic light; this fellow was indeed fearless.

At this moment, the group was only a few feet apart, a distance far from the battlefield of the Immortal of Immortality.

Once the fight begins, forget about assassins; most people will end up with serious injuries.

The two demon lords fell silent for a moment.

"Really not going to do anything?" Kongkong adjusted her straw hat. "Even if we're just chatting, the price is the same here."

"Easy to say."

"The Ghost Ancestor of Beimang said calmly."

Guo Chen felt a surge of irritation as he looked at Kong Kong'er. If it were anyone else, he would have already gotten into a fighting stance and attacked.

But right now, the opposite side is completely empty.

Given Guo Chen's foul temper, he was reluctant to provoke him. These assassins, skilled in stealth, were the most troublesome. If he failed to kill them, it would only add to his woes.

Who knows what kind of fire or flood disaster might happen to him next? This old bastard might come out and sabotage him.
"It seems the Ghost Ancestor is determined to play the villain today?"

Mai smiled slightly.

The Ghost Ancestor of Beimang was indeed a powerful figure among ghost cultivators. Not only did he exert his dominance over the northern lands, but the name of the Ghost Ancestor Palace of Beimang resounded throughout this world.

However, compared to the one behind him, this one was still no match.

"He is truly a man of exceptional talent and qualities, making it hard to part with him."

The Ghost Ancestor pointed downwards gently.

"Please pass on this message to our friends in the north and south: this young man below is mine."

Guo Chen Demon Lord stood with his arms crossed, behind him three auras of the level of Longevity True Persons, which remained dormant.

They simply don't want to provoke anyone.

He is a powerful figure from the Demonic Sect who has survived countless life-or-death situations. Without the mindset of disregarding life, death, success, and failure, he would never have achieved what he has today.

Guo Chen waited for Ma Yi's order before immediately taking action, first greeting the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang.

"I presume the Ghost Ancestor knows who is behind me."

He bowed upwards, following the ritual of the Heavenly Demon, raising his little finger and pressing his thumb against the second joint of his index finger, silently reciting the name of that venerable one.

Beimang Ghost Ancestor nodded.

"That's for sure. His name has been renowned throughout this world since ancient times. Even though I have lived in the tomb for a long time, I still admire him greatly."

"The one behind the Ghost Ancestor," Ma Yi pondered for a moment, "we can actually guess who it is."

"We are all like-minded people."

The Ghost Ancestor of Beiman smiled slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Since the destruction of the Heavenly Court, this world will usher in its second great upheaval. The Ghost Ancestor's family is large and powerful, and must not be squandered."

Mai looked at the Ghost Ancestor, unable to guess what kind of thoughts he was harboring.

"The Buddhist sect's eastward expansion into the Central Plains and the demonic sect's confluence with the Eastern Sea are both welcomed by the Xuandu Palace, for this is the general trend of this world." The Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor looked at the Hemp-Clad Demon Lord: "The trend is inevitable, and neither you nor I can change it. Let alone what the Xuandu Palace and the Buddhist sect are planning, or what schemes the Sword Palace and your sect have. Although my Northern Mang sect is a small and insignificant sect, we also have some petty and despicable schemes, which are none of the Demon Lord's concern."

Ma Yi looked towards the Ghost Ancestor of Beiman.

Since attaining immortality, this old man has always been known for his smooth and worldly ways. I never expected that he would ignore both my threats and threats today.

"I never imagined that even the Ghost Ancestor wanted to be a chess player."

"Alas, there are no so many chess games. It's just about getting by and making the best of a bad situation."

"If you're going to fight, then do it quickly."

Kongkong'er chimed in again.

"If you're not going to fight, hurry back. Stop nagging and talking nonsense. You've been in the Central Plains for so long, do you really think the Earth Immortals of Xuandu Palace are all blind?"

"you!"

Guo Chen, the Demon Lord, stared intently at Kong Kong'er.

"Alright, since Ghost Ancestor is protecting him this time, we won't say anything. But Ghost Ancestor should know that there's no such thing as being a thief for a thousand days without being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days." "Of course I understand, otherwise I wouldn't be thieving and eyeing the disciples of Huang Tiandao's sect every day."

"Judging by the time, the Ghost Ancestor's next Six-Nine Tribulation should be approaching. With the Ghost Ancestor's current accumulation, let alone the Lesser Tribulation Technique, the Greater Tribulation Technique is probably not a problem for him either."

"Thank you for your kind words. If I can become an Earth Immortal in one step, I will definitely invite the Demon Lord to drink wine and become sworn brothers."

Ma Yi said slowly and deliberately, "When I return, I will definitely inform my master. My men will serve Ghost Ancestor well and ensure that Ghost Ancestor can retire successfully."

"Your Heavenly Sect speaks in such roundabout ways. If you want to ruin my efforts and cause my death, just say so."

The Ghost Ancestor of Beiman gently tapped the bone chair: "Anything else to say?"

"To fight or not to fight?"

Kongkong'er, who had been fiddling with something in her hands, suddenly looked up and asked a question.

Guo Chen was lucky he didn't grind his silver teeth to pieces.

"Do not hit."

Mai shook her head: "Ghost Ancestor, Kongkong, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, we will send our greetings here in due time."

"There are no mountains or rivers in this outer void." Kongkong'er shook her head: "Since we're not going to fight, then let's take our time. Once the people from Xuandu Palace arrive, things will be hard to say. We'll have to fight even if we don't want to."

"You guys..."

Guo Chen stared at Kong Kong'er: "Very good, I've remembered it."

Mai gently tugged at her companion's sleeve.

"Farewell."

The Demon Lord in hempen robes clasped his hands in a salute.

"No delivery."

The Ghost Ancestor of Beiman was all smiles.

Without hesitation, the two demon lords immediately used a secret demonic technique to manipulate the void, transforming into shadowy figures that vanished beyond this realm.

"That Mai is such a nuisance."

Kongkong stretched.

"But she's also easy to talk to."

Beimang Ghost Ancestor looked at his comrade-in-arms of many years.

"How have you been lately?"

"Thanks to your good fortune, Ancestor, life is still passable. However, with the return of the evil dragon to the sea, the serpents of the East Sea are getting restless, and the demon cubs keep running to the East Sea. The winds and rains are fierce, there's too much business, but the profits are meager. It's exhausting, and I still have to take orders from you, my master, to come to this outer realm of the Nine Heavens and cause them displeasure. You know, in our line of work, we can't easily come into the light, and we can't easily make enemies. You casually broke two of my taboos, and I had to put up with it, didn't I? To become a world-famous assassin, I've truly failed miserably..."

"Hey buddy, do we have to go through with this now? Back in that building, I was just a lost soul, and you were just a thief who couldn't afford a sword..."

Things are different now than they were back then.

Kongkong'er's expression was unusually solemn.

"If you still have feelings for us, then tell me the truth: is the one below the reincarnation of Ling Weiyang?"

Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?

"Old ghost, your lies are just as real as the truth, and your truths are just as fake as your lies. We have to listen to both. With the truth and lies mixed together, at least we can have some fun."

"That's a lie. He's not the reincarnation of the Azure Emperor."

"Alright, then we're going to make this a big deal." Kongkong'er raised the wine jug and took a sip. "Speaking of which, achieving immortality isn't all that great. But to be involved in something like this, I guess my life hasn't been in vain..."

"To be honest, I don't know if he is or not."

Kongkong held the wine pot in silence for a long time before suddenly blurting out a sentence.

How much of what you're saying is true?

Beimang Ghost Ancestor suddenly felt a little annoyed. After so many years of friendship, what kind of person was he in this person's heart?

"very!"

Kongkong'er's eyes darted around.

"What exactly is Huang Tiandao plotting?"

"I don't know."

"How much of that is true? Old ghost, don't blame me for telling the truth, the longer I know you, the less I dare to believe you. If you said you were a man, I would think you were a beautiful woman."

"Get out of here."

The Ghost Ancestor of Beiman was suddenly filled with anger.

With so many people available in Tingyu Tower, could it be that I'm about to face a heavenly tribulation and have clouded my judgment? Otherwise, why would I call this guy to be my helper?

"Farewell."

Kong Kong'er's figure flashed and disappeared.

This immortal sword cultivator appeared and disappeared without a trace, leaving only silence in the outer void.

Even the Heavenly Demon Clan, who had fled to a distant place, were itching to return and fight again.

Finally left.

The Ghost Ancestor of Beimang exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes was no ordinary person, and Guo Chen was also a renowned master of the Demonic Sect in the Southern Wilderness.

They got together quite quickly, one from the south and one from the north.

"This is for you. Oh, and remember to send the reward for this job to the Lihe Pavilion..."

A touch of emerald green suddenly appeared at the fingertips of the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor; what he touched was a small dog made of straw.

The immortal ghost cultivator roared in anger.

"roll!"

"The one who pays the bill is the boss; you can curse if you want."

Kong Kong'er's location was unknown, but her words, infused with sword intent, rang in the ears of the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor.

The Ghost Ancestor of Beiman looked at the straw weaving.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

Kongkong'er, on the other hand, sees things very clearly.

(End of this chapter)