Yinshan Record

Chapter 859 A Gentleman's Revenge is Never-Ending (Part 2)
Before anyone knew it, the demon had already arrived outside the main hall.

None of the Vajra cultivators present had expected that Yang Sui would have such audacity.

"I heard you all want to see me?"

Su Che's eyes were fixed on Hu Deyi, who was not far away.

"It's just a misunderstanding. Does the Myriad Spirits Sect really want to be enemies with the Longevity Sect?"

Hu De stood up and looked at Su Che.

My friend, your aggressive approach is not a sustainable strategy.

He had quietly expanded his domain, and Hu De's figure almost disappeared. In everyone's eyes, the place where he was located seemed to be a wild beast roaring ferociously, and the beast observed by different people was different.

“The path of cultivation lies within oneself, not in external things. Your sect’s tradition has fallen to a low level,” Su Che said, shaking his head as he looked at Hu Deyi. “If you hadn’t been content with your isolated corner, your rivals would have taken over your sect long ago.”

Hu Deyi looked serious.

"Whether our sect has fallen to a lower level is none of your concern. Now that all of you fellow Daoists are here, it is not your place to be arrogant."

"Crazy man!"

Zhu He stood up.

"Don't be arrogant here. Many like-minded people are here now. You may come, but you can't leave."

Su Che looked at Zhu He and suddenly asked.

Did your breath suddenly smell bad when you woke up this morning?

"Ok?"

“Every half hour, foul fluid would flow out from the seven orifices.”

Zhu He remained silent.

Because everything Su Che said was true.

“After receiving my attack last night, the three poisons have now entered my body. Greed, anger, and ignorance are spreading like karmic fire, attacking my foundation. Endless delusions arise spontaneously, and the five signs of decay in gods and men are spreading from the outside to the inside.”

"Fellow Daoist, instead of upholding justice here, you should hurry up and prepare for your funeral."

Su Che shook his head and sighed.

"Our cultivation is like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water or looking at flowers through the mist. How many layers are real and how many are illusory? Cultivators must be careful about the changes in these two words, 'real' and 'illusory'. The greed, anger, and ignorance in your body, fellow Daoist, were taken from the hearts of cultivators in Ci'en Fang."

"If you calm your mind and cultivate your character as soon as possible, you can prolong your cultivation. If you continue to cause trouble, it will be a pity to waste your cultivation."

The crowd was awestruck.

Su Che couldn't help but smile.

There are quite a few Void Steps sitting in the hall now. If they joined forces, I would not be able to easily win. However, at this moment, no one has made a move, not even Fu Qiongzhu, who is the host.

“Yang Sui, Master Fu has already said that everything before was a misunderstanding. Now that you have bullied Qingwang Valley time and time again, does the Changsheng Sect not want to be our neighbor?”

Hu Deyi's words had already softened.

"Does the Myriad Spirits Sect also misunderstand?"

"It's no use talking more."

In the end, it was Xue Baizhi who made the final decision. This female cultivator from Yuyang Mountain suddenly made her move, and a frost-covered sword aura shot through the air.

The wind blows, bringing frost and snow, making the world feel like it's not hot.

As the sword energy of the Returning Wind and Withered Snow of Yuyang Mountain unfolded, a chill immediately arose between heaven and earth.

"Well come."

Su Che never expected that the one with the most courage to make a move would be this female cultivator from Yuyang Mountain, and he also never expected that Xue Baizhi had made such rapid progress since they first met at the Earth Official Immortal Mansion.

Now her Returning Wind and Withered Snow Sword Qi is already mature and refined, and what is even more rare is that it has also given rise to a pure sword intent.

On Jade Sun Mountain, swords are used to mend the mysteries, and the foundation still lies in the Xuanmen (mysterious sect). However, this Fairy Xue seems to have taken another step forward.

It would be unwise to take such a sword head-on. Su Che's figure vanished like a bubble, instantly turning into nothingness.

"Well, people say that Fairy Xue's sword energy is as solid as Kunlun Mountain, and seeing it today, it is indeed extraordinary."

Zhu He, despite his illness, offered a word of praise.

What Yang Sui just said hit him right where it hurt. The more fear he felt inside, the calmer he had to appear on the outside.

Instead of talking, let's take action and help.

Deng Hui then drew his sword.

Compared to the more conservative Yuyang Mountain, the South China Sea School has undoubtedly gone further.

As a sword cultivator, Deng Hui knew very well that if he didn't dare to draw his sword against the Yang Marrow today, he would have to bow down to this demon in the future.

If a swordsman doesn't even dare to draw his sword, how can he wield it?

With a flick of the long blade, the sword flashed like stars.

Deng Hui's sword was already drawn, its target pointing straight to the heavens.

According to the sword cultivator's senses, the demon Yang Sui had not fled, but rather his aura was still wandering around in Ci'en Fang.

The heretical King Subhuti of the Three Worlds cultivates his magic to subdue the past, present, and future, and to transform greed, anger, and ignorance into his own power.

Beneath the domain of the Demon Lord of Annihilation, there must lie the power of the void.

At this moment, Su Che transformed into a shadow, his form and spirit dissipating, becoming a strange entity that wandered through Ci'en Fang.

The laws of the void here are no longer in their original form due to the presence of the formation and the cultivators themselves.

Su Che sensed at this moment that the struggle between heaven and man was not only a contest with heaven when cultivators were striving to transcend.

The very existence of spiritual practitioners distorts the Nine Laws of Heaven and Man.

When the many practitioners of Ci'en Temple gather together, the various distracting thoughts in their minds, and the resulting layers of inner demons, are far more profound than those of ordinary people.

And all of this will be transformed into the magical power required for the demonic arts.

Taking advantage of the chaotic thoughts in the minds of all living beings, Su Che immediately appeared in the sky.

"kill."

With a flash of sword light, Deng Hui slashed at a dark shadow in the void.

In terms of the purity of sword intent, Deng Hui can be considered among the top sword cultivators at the Void Step level.

Without relying on any laws, he fought solely with his sword intent. The sword light rose vastly, like starlight, and had already locked onto Su Che.

"Back then, someone commented that my swordsmanship was like that of a hammer. This person can be considered my fellow hammer wielder."

Su Che met Deng Hui's sword light head-on with the same unadorned style, all his magic power condensing into a dark shadow, like a long sword cleaving the heavens and earth, forcefully slashing downwards.

To defeat force with force.

The sword light shattered into pieces, and at that moment, four Void Step auras rose up.

Fu Qiongzhu, Bai Zigong, Deng Hui, Xue Baizhi.

The four of them each occupied a separate area, firmly locking onto Su Che's aura.

"This sword strike was quite remarkable. The sword cultivators of this world are indeed extraordinary, exceeding my expectations."

Su Che stood with his hands behind his back in the air.

“Master Fu, some things can be discussed between us, why bother fellow Daoists?”

Fu Qiongzhu's response was a beam of cold light that shot up from the Ice Mirror of the Netherworld and crashed down on Su Che.

"Om".

Dark shadows emanated from Su Che's body, as if black mist had condensed into three thousand six hundred arms, densely packed and seemingly endless, reaching towards that cold light.

Even though the Ice Mirror of the Netherworld was shrouded in eternal cold and entangled by endless shadows, it was momentarily stuck, trapped by these endless hands.

Deng Hui flicked the green sword in his hand, and the sword light rose again.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer. He had never heard of the Longevity Sect possessing such a supernatural ability to manifest an arm, so he unleashed a sword strike to test the waters.

However, the sword light fell high into the air, but it landed nowhere in the shadowy demonic hand and was swept aside.

"A beautiful woman gifting me a mirror is truly a joyous occasion in life."

Su Che let out a long laugh, and dark shadows enveloped him like a net, carrying the Ice Mirror of the Netherworld directly upwards.

(End of this chapter)