Yinshan Record

Chapter 889 Divided Attack and Combined Attack, Each Gaining Victory (Part 2)
The Hehuan Sect is a major sect of the demonic sects, and a powerful force that rose to prominence after the decline of the Earthly Origin Demon Palace.

The reason behind this is simple: food and sex are human nature. Many people are mortal enemies of gambling and drugs, but few are mortal enemies of prostitution, gambling, and drugs.

Moreover, the Hehuan Sect not only has a thriving business overseas, but its own lineage is also quite respectable.

Take this Soul-Separating Peach Blossom Mist, for example. On the surface, it is a layer of poisonous mist, but inside there are two layers of power: one is the domineering demonic thought that destroys all physical bodies and causes them to wither, and the other is the strange power that subdues the soul and absorbs and steals the spirit.

The two are perfectly integrated, and when combined with the various toxins carefully prepared by the Hehuan Sect, they create a unique entity that is neither supernatural nor magical, but possesses both: the Peach Blossom Miasma.

Behind a thin layer of miasma, several of the disciples who had reached the Core Formation stage, each wielding their magical artifacts, charged forward recklessly.

The black bear spirit, however, possessed some skill. He spread his spear open, channeled his demonic energy into it, and stirred up a layer of gale, which collided with the soul-separating peach blossom miasma.

"Our sect has no conflict with fellow Daoists of the Hehuan Sect. Please do not be taken advantage of."

Hu De released a white spirit sable from his sleeve. Green flames swirled around its four ears. The creature grew as it faced the wind, eventually becoming the size of a white elephant. It then began to gnaw at the Soul-Separating Peach Blossom Miasma.

"Damn it, do you think I need to talk about right and wrong when I want to deal with someone? You're new to the game!"

Shi Cheng laughed. These guys from the Wanling Sect were truly adorably stupid.

He was most skilled at corrupting his followers, and at this moment, there were dozens of his followers who had attained the Elixir of Immortality appearing in the poisonous miasma.

As the saying goes, "Many ants can kill an elephant." With so many pills being thrown at the risk of their lives, even a powerful figure like the Black Bear Spirit would not be able to protect them all in a short time.

Hu Deyi used his profound skill, and countless flying insects flew out from his sleeve. Each insect had eight wings on its back, and its golden armor was crackling with lightning. These insects shot into Shi Cheng's retinue, instantly buying him a moment of time.

The female cultivator named Bai Rui casually lifted the lid of the gourd on her back, and a pure white flame shot out.

"Walk."

The black bear spirit held his spear horizontally, and the three seized the opportunity to retreat in coordination.

The news that the Demonic Sect's Bu Xu has come to entangle them, and is even targeting the Wanling Sect, must be immediately relayed back to the sect.

As for temporary wins and losses, they don't matter at all.

However, even if Hu De wanted to leave, he might not be able to.

Just as the three of them were about to escape, they suddenly heard a mournful flute sound in their ears.

The flute played a mournful, plaintive tune.

Accompanied by the sound of a flute, a city suddenly appeared in the sky, desolate and ruined, a sight that chilled the heart. Among the eaves and vegetation, ghostly shadows loomed, creating a scene of bleak decay.

The city walled in mid-air, blocking the three people's path.

"Boundless City".

Hu Deyi practically spat out those three words through his molars.

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and one will be forever trapped in the abyss.

These eight characters describe a secret technique of the Earthly Demon Palace called "Eight Sufferings Boundless Dharani Secret Treasury". This technique uses the eight sufferings to condense a Dharma domain, leading countless sentient beings to fall. Its long history and powerful strength are rare among demonic sects.

The emergence of this method inevitably signifies the arrival of a master from the Earthly Demon Palace.

First the Hehuan Sect made a move, then the Dishi Demon Palace blocked his way. How could Hu Deyi not hate them?

You two, the Northern and Southern Demonic Sects, have always been at odds, so why are you united today to deal with us?

A white shadow rose from within that mysterious demon city.

Bao Bupei was carrying a huge abacus made of white bones, his fingers gently manipulating the beads, which were the size of a human head.

"Since we're already here, why are we in such a hurry to leave? Why don't we rest for a while? Men, go and serve the guests."

With a wave of his hand, countless demonic shadows leaped out of the city, transforming into various kinds of dark demons, rushing towards the three of them.

"Senior Brother Hu, Senior Sister Bai, you go first, I'll cover the rear." The Black Bear Spirit was also a decisive person.

“Old bears have thick skin and tough flesh, they can’t easily do anything to me. Quickly go and invite the ancestor, there is still a chance for everything to turn around.”

"I'm afraid there might be six demons of the heavens lurking behind it."

Bai Rui could no longer suppress her fear. She knew it was the demonic sect's secret technique at work, but she just couldn't control it.

Just then, a beam of red light pierced the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it pierced through Bai Rui's chest, and seventy-two crimson chains rose from the ground, binding her body and spirit along her muscles and bones.

"Mysterious Yin Seventy-Two Shadow Binding! Blood Serum Luo!"

How could Hu Deyi not recognize the "Blood Prince's" famous magical artifact?

The seventy-two chains are made from the bones of spirit beasts and forged using the Xuan Yin method. They have drunk their fill of the blood of heavenly demons in the outer realms, binding the body and spirit. Once bound, demonic fire will snake through the body, and no matter how much magic power you have, it will be squeezed dry, leaving not a trace.

A graceful figure in red appeared in the air. Dressed in men's clothing, she held a short flute in her hand and had an arrogant expression on her face.

It was serum rox.

Peach blossom miasma also rose, and Shi Cheng floated in it, surrounded by a group of followers who looked like drowned corpses.

"Haha, we've struck gold this time!"

Shi Cheng looked at Bai Rui with satisfaction: "How much would it cost to send a woman like that to Hongxiuzhao for one night?"

"How can the Void-Stepping Immortal of the Myriad Spirits Sect be measured by money?"

Bao Bupei then laughed and said, "How about I pay upfront? The price is negotiable. We can go and serve other customers when we're tired of them."

"It still depends on what Young Master Xue thinks."

Shi Cheng laughed heartily.

Although he looked like a raging lion, he had a despicable nature in his bones, like a scavenger following a wild beast, waiting to savor the scraps left behind by Bloodlust.

However, even leftovers have their advantages. Shi Cheng's large retinue and his ever-rising status within the sect are all benefits he has gained.

Hu Deyi almost lost his fighting spirit.

Although the names of people and the shadows of trees are all forms of "walking in the void," there are differences between different forms of "walking in the void."

Someone like Xue Tongluo, a powerful figure in the Demonic Sect who roams the outer realms, is only a hair's breadth away from immortality. Compared to me, he's worlds apart.

It's a three-on-three situation, and the opponent also has Serum Roche.

Hu De knew there was little hope left.

Serum Luo alone is enough to overwhelm the three of them.

When exactly did this Yang Sui get involved with such an important figure?
Hu Deyi deeply hated himself, and suddenly a possibility occurred to him.

Perhaps, just perhaps, that Yang Sui was such a great figure.

"Evil heretics dare to run rampant in my Central Plains?"

A voice shook the mountains and rivers.

The earth trembled and tore apart, a violent force surging forth as if to turn the entire land upside down.

A giant yellow python surged out of the ground, and on its enormous head, an old woman held a cane, her eyes filled with rage.

"Snowflake Luo, have you got some nerve, daring to mess with people from my Ten Thousand Spirits Sect?"

(End of this chapter)