Yinshan Record

Chapter 810 Preparing for Internal and External Troops Before They Strike (Part 2)

what happened?

Liao Kong Daoist opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the futon.

After the battle with the Kingdom of Guzhu, he was severely weakened and, thanks to the blessing of Nongyue, he has been in seclusion in the palace to recuperate.

However, at this moment, the changes within the sect had already disturbed Kong Daoren, causing him to awaken from his meditation and recuperation.

He took two crimson pills from the jade gourd beside him and swallowed them. Daoist Liaokong's rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

Liao Kong Dao Ren cleared his mind and quietly sensed with his spiritual awareness.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth was constantly vibrating, indicating that someone was fighting at a high level, and the commotion was considerable. It must be because an adversary had arrived that such a change could occur.

The sword's cry came from above, along with Nongyue's familiar yet repulsive demonic thoughts...

Did the Black Blood Cult bring sword cultivators as reinforcements and launch an attack from above?

With the Demon Lord in Hemp Robes overseeing our sect, how dare Nongyue act like this? Could it be that the Black Blood Demon has also come?
Thoughts swirled in Liaokong Daoren's mind. As he stepped out of his secluded meditation room, he smelled a faint stench of blood in the air.

what happened?

His divine sense shot out like lightning, the battlefield not only in the sky, but also around his own bedroom.

Right outside the palace, many of the Longevity Cult disciples he could name were fighting fiercely in one place...

No, this is a chaotic melee.

Among them were his own disciples, the disciples of Hua Gu, and the disciples of Helian Qianqiu. The three factions were locked in a fierce battle.

Blood, severed limbs, and remnants of souls... the battlefield was utterly chaotic and without any order.

High in the sky, a sword's cry echoed, resonating with the demonic thoughts of Nongyue...

Everything before him was so unfamiliar that a sense of fear arose in Kong Daoren's heart.

"Are they crazy? Why are they killing each other?"

He reached out and grabbed one of the disciples in the sleeping quarters.

"Grandmaster...Grandmaster..."

That disciple was only at the Qi Refining stage. Now, all the disciples of Daoist Liaokong who could fight have been sent to the front lines. There are only a few big cats and small cats left in this hall.

“Nongyue attacked, and Elder Yang and Chief Helian went up to meet the enemy together.”

The disciple stammered, his eyes darting back and forth in hesitation.

"and then?"

"Then Chief Helian flew away, and then the lineage of Patriarch Ma Yi and Venerable Ling Kong came together to attack. Everyone was fighting in a chaotic melee. The senior uncles dared not call upon the Patriarch, so they all rushed to the front..."

Liao Kong Daoist looked down.

These wastes.

That's right. The rule that I must remain in seclusion and not allow anyone to disturb me is a rule I set many years ago. Anyone who violates it will be executed. This is to prevent these scoundrels from taking the opportunity to do evil.

But I never expected them to be so stupid. They were still waiting here even though others had already come to their door.

Where is Yu Xuanji?

Liaokong Daoist stared at the disciple and asked.

"This disciple does not know. This disciple..."

"It's fine."

Master Liaokong shook his head with a sigh of relief.

The current situation is a combination of internal and external troubles. There's no need to go into the details; the most urgent task is to address only one thing.

All those villains who attacked us were dealt with.

Whether you wear hemp clothing or soar through the air, we are the true and legitimate descendants of the Longevity Sect.

"What are you doing here?"

Liao Kong Dao Ren spoke calmly.

"Disciple, disciple is... there are too many people below, I... Ancestor, spare my life, Ancestor, spare my life..."

The disciple knelt on the ground, only able to wail and beg for mercy.

"So many disciples, yet they cannot compare to an outsider." Daoist Liaokong looked up at the sky, his sword chanting melodiously, his demonic intent surging. For a moment, it was still unknown who would emerge victorious.

A flash of light appeared, and invisible threads condensed into a sharp blade that pierced through the air, severing the disciple's head and sending it to the ground. Flames rose up afterward, but in the blink of an eye, only the charred corpse remained on the ground.

"Since you don't have the guts to go out, then stay here."

Liao Kong Daoist's eyes roamed the hall, scanning the faces of the remaining disciples one by one.

The invisible threads moved again, and bursts of dark blue flames exploded outwards.

He spared no one's life; all the disciples who remained in the hall were killed by Daoist Liaokong.

"Master."

A figure rushed into the hall in a panic. His wounds were visible all over his body. His left arm was charred and withered, like a dry branch. A piece of his chest had been gouged out, exposing his internal organs and bones. His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a demon that had crawled out of the night.

"Chu Cai?"

Looking at his disciple, Liao Kong Dao Ren noticed that his aura was fluctuating, and this disciple of the Huan Dan sect, whom he was quite proud of, had clearly suffered a serious injury.

“Disciple, disciple is useless. Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Chen are both dead. Yu Xuanji… Yu Xuanji has escaped.”

"Ran?"

"Yes, I was gathering herbs when I saw Nongyue's invasion and rushed back. On the way, I saw him hurrying westward."

West?

That's Wanling Sect territory. There's only one explanation for Yu Xuanji heading there: she's trying to escape.

"This waste."

Liao Kong Dao Ren cursed angrily.

At this critical moment, when all the leaders need to step forward, Yu Xuanji unexpectedly backed down before even engaging in battle and left on her own.

When facing Nongyue and Yishan, he was the most seriously injured, while Yu Xuanji was relatively less injured. He never expected them to be such cowardly cowards.

“Master, your disciples can’t hold on any longer. Master should preserve his great potential. It would be better to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack and wait for the return of Ancestor Wuwang so that you can come back to avenge us.”

"Confused!"

Liao Kong Daoist grabbed the disciple's collar and said in a nearly hoarse voice.

"If you leave today, you will never come back."

"Is that so? Then don't leave."

A familiar voice rang out from Chu Cai's chest.

puff.

Liao Kong Dao Ren lowered his head.

Countless red vines, like wildly dancing snakes, spewed from Chu Cai's chest and abdomen, piercing through his body.

"Blood Vine Transformation, you are the Mountain Mover!"

It must be Yishan, who used the transformation of demonic arts to reside in the bodies of his disciples and launched a sneak attack while he was not paying attention.

How infuriating! If I hadn't been injured before and my senses hadn't been clouded, I would never have fallen for such a scheme.

Liao Kong Daoist embraced the disciple in front of him, pressing their bodies together.

A ghostly blue flame ignited from the soles of his feet.

This "exhaustion of afflictions" is the demonic fire he cultivated through years of hard work, and it is also his greatest asset for attaining enlightenment in the future.

Now, Daoist Liaokong is turning himself into a sacrifice, drawing demonic fire to burn his body, in order to take this opportunity to perish together with the great enemy, Yishan.

"Liao Kong, you're a tough guy. But unfortunately, everyone in your Changsheng Sect is spineless."

A fierce burst of sword energy erupted, and a gloomy giant blade suddenly materialized, cleaving the corpses of Daoist Liaokong and Chu Cai in two.

The Great Annihilation Blade unleashed layers of demonic fire, slashing fiercely down within the hall.

The demonic power was fierce, and it intended to completely destroy this point, which served as the endpoint of the Changsheng Sect's protective mountain formation.

Yishan laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, listen up, you rats of the Longevity Cult! I have already killed Kong!"

(End of this chapter)