Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 126 Darkness
In the inn, lights flickered and the air was filled with murderous intent.

The young man raised his head. He looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with fine eyebrows, bright eyes, and slender cheeks. He had a carefree demeanor, and against the backdrop of his close-fitting goose yellow robe, he looked particularly handsome.

Liu Xiao heard that the most handsome man he had ever seen was Junior Brother Xingfang, but the man in front of him was exactly the same, with a different kind of demeanor, like wild geese over the frontier or clouds hanging in the sky.

When people around saw him, they couldn't help but admire him in their hearts. He had a good appearance, but the young man had a braid hanging down by his left ear, which was the custom of men in the Liao Dynasty, and it was particularly eye-catching.

Shen Baoxiang was also suspicious, wondering why there was a Liao person here. He reached out and pulled the young man up, staggering a little.

During the war between Li and Liao, a Liao man appeared in this place, but he was a little sensitive. The man in black armor pointed slightly, indicating that the young man should sit aside, and did not make things difficult for him.

"The conflict between Li and Liao was a contest between the two imperial families and had nothing to do with my Shen family."

"So what if the Liao people come? Even if they destroy the Song family, they still have to obey the orders of the Seven Sects. Do they dare to go against the entire Dali Immortal Path?"

Shen Baoxiang and most people think this way. The current Dali Song family has almost no real power and cannot control the immortals. What difference does it make who sits in the court?
The young man stretched lazily, without showing any anger on his face, and walked to the side calmly. He had an upright posture, a sword at his waist, and the sheath was decorated with gold patterns.

Liu Xiaowen sensed that this person's cultivation level was probably at the fourth level of Qi Refining. He wondered if he was really that old?
"How to do?"

Zhang Yu gathered the sounds into a line, and his eyes were filled with worry.

"If there's chaos soon, we'll take the people and leave, and don't get involved."

Liu Xiaowen said in a low voice, they were carrying two mortals with them and did not want to get involved.

The atmosphere in the inn was cold. Mr. He and his granddaughter were frightened by the scene and did not dare to say anything.

Zhiting grabbed the corner of Liu Xiaowen's clothes with a panicked look on her face. Seeing this, Liu Xiaowen whispered a few words to comfort her.

More people came outside the inn and surrounded the place. The atmosphere became more and more tense. The people from Tingyu Gate confronted Yin Yuanlu, as if they were waiting for something and had no intention of escaping.

After a while, there was a sound of rain outside, dripping and hitting the door.

"There were no clouds when I came here before, so how could it be raining?"

Everyone present felt something was wrong, and Shen Baoxiang's face changed. He saw a man staggering in from outside the door. He was dressed in black and had reached the third level of Qi Refining. His body was covered with dense blood holes, and the wind could not seep through it.

There was also a bloody hole on this man's face, with only a mouth left, which was opening and closing as he gasped for breath, proving that he was still alive.

"Zhang Yang!"

Shen Baoxiang stood up and shouted, his face looking unfriendly, but he did not move rashly.

Zhang Yang's bloodless mouth suddenly opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't hold on and fell down in an instant.

The several disciples of Tingyu Sect sitting in the center all looked excited, as if they were waiting for something, and they all looked at the drizzling rain outside.

Yin Yuanlu, who had the highest cultivation level, looked at the fallen corpse with a bad expression and a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Yin Yuanlu, your senior brother is still restless and wants to come here. Today, your Tingyu Sect is completely finished."

Shen Baoxiang seemed to be confident about something and was sure of this group of people, with a smug look on his face.

Yin Yuanlu looked at me with those leopard eyes and his voice was low, like a cold wind.

"Shen Baoxiang, you're a complete idiot. If you don't let us go now, I'm afraid we'll all die here. Do you really know what my senior brother took away?"

Shen Baoxiang showed disdain on his face, but this trick couldn't fool him. His master had already told him about the treasure, which was exactly the foundation-building magic weapon of Tingyu Sect, and it was of top grade!
"The leader of the Tingyu Sect died at the hands of barbarians, and my master is also nearing the end of his life. We should take advantage of this opportunity to seize the magic weapon."

Thinking of this, Shen Baoxiang's face showed a bit of greed. He looked around and wanted to kill everyone present. This news must not be leaked. The fewer people who knew, the better.

Two elders in the clan who are at the eighth level of Qi Refining have come here, and the person who left with the magic weapon from Tingyu Sect is only at the seventh level. We also have a foundation-building magic weapon, so we should be able to take it down.

After waiting for a while, another person stumbled in from outside the door. He looked just like the one before, with blood holes all over his body. He died after walking a few steps, leaving behind only half a sentence.

"Let's go, everyone"

This made no sense and Shen Baoxiang was confused by what he meant. Yin Yuanlu, who was standing beside him, stood up in shock, as if he was frightened.

“Where are you going!”

Shen Baoxiang shouted angrily. He was just about to keep an eye on these people so as to lure out the direct descendants of Tingyu Sect and seize the magic weapon. How could he let these people get away?

"Contact the servants now and see if there is any response."

Yin Yuanlu spoke in a low voice, his face somewhat gloomy. He returned to his seat and just said this to Shen Baoxiang.

The man in black armor also had doubts in his heart at this moment, and immediately activated the token, but there was no response from the other end.

His expression turned ugly, he snorted coldly, and flew out to find out what was going on.

The expressions of several people from Tingyu Sect changed, and they wanted to take this opportunity to escape, but Yin Yuanlu just scolded them angrily.

"sit down!"

Although the disciples who followed him were puzzled, they did not dare to disobey the orders of their senior brother and had to wait quietly.

Liu Xiaowen's Great Sunfire vibrated within him. He sensed something lingering just outside the inn, a chilling, menacing aura lingering, weighing on his mind. He Chuan Gong was already speechless with fear, while Zhi Ting had Liu Xiaowen cover her eyes to prevent her from looking at the corpses.

On the other side, the Liao boy continued to sleep without any reaction, and the golden pattern on the scabbard was shining.

As for the couple on the other end, Liu Xiaowen noticed something was wrong. They were still talking and laughing in low voices, but if you listened carefully, it seemed that they were just repeating words, which was creepy.

There was movement outside the door again, and another person stumbled over. His body was covered with blood holes and his face skin had melted, but looking at the black iron armor, it was Shen Baoxiang, who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

A gust of wind blew, and raindrops fluttered. He fell straight down, and his whole body quickly deflated, as if it had been deflated. Only a piece of skin remained, and the flesh and internal organs inside were nowhere to be found.

Liu Xiaowen suddenly had a feeling that the people surrounding outside should all be dead. Something was wandering outside the inn, as if teasing the people in the inn, waiting for these people to give up and go out to die.

Zhang Yu had a gloomy expression. He didn't want to die now, but the dragon fire in his body had lost its power. There were fights along the way, but the fire never showed its power again.

Yin Yuanlu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy at this moment, with the aura around him continuously rising. The disciples of Tingyu Sect around him were also shocked.

Liu Xiaowen had already summoned the Fire Tiger Fang, and red flames gradually lingered on the sword, ready to go. Zhang Yu on the side took out a feather fan with five feathers of different colors on it. It was a top-grade magical weapon for refining qi.

The couple sitting at the other end suddenly started talking louder and louder, their laughter so shrill that the candlelight in the shop flickered.

Everyone looked over and saw the couple laughing together before suddenly exploding, flesh and blood scattering everywhere. A black gas surged out and the lights in the store went out instantly.

This black energy seemed to be some kind of magic that completely blocked out the surrounding light. Liu Xiaowen could feel the red fire burning on the sword, but there was no light. He wanted to use some lighting spells, but they were extinguished in an instant.

Thick darkness enveloped the surroundings, as if blocking the senses and disturbing the mind. Liu Xiao heard the seal characters in his body vibrate, and he calmed his mind and protected his five senses, so he could see the surrounding situation clearly.

No one dared to move at this moment, for fear of causing any accidents. Among the disciples of Tingyu Sect, a fetal breathing cultivator seemed unable to withstand the pressure. He suddenly stood up and ran outside, relying on his memory, groping his way towards the door.

Yin Yuanlu's five senses were suppressed, so he had no idea what was happening. He couldn't even notice if someone moved him.

The doorman ran straight out of the door, but just as he crossed the threshold, he was cut in half at the waist, and his intestines were scattered all over the floor.

Liu Xiao's heart palpitated when he heard this, and he hesitated whether to use the Great Sun Fire. This fire contained the nature of the sun and would definitely illuminate the surroundings, but it would also attract attention.

A dark figure suddenly appeared at the threshold. It was roughly the shape of a human, but its face could not be seen clearly and it was naked.

The black shadow leaped up and drilled into the upper half of the dead disciple's body. The two halves of the body gradually merged together, leaving no trace. The clothes were restored and the bloodstains disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Then the dead disciple stood up, floated down and landed on his original seat, his expression normal and nothing unusual could be seen.

Everyone's five senses gradually recovered, and they immediately used magic to illuminate their surroundings and light the lamps again.

There was a violent storm outside, surrounding the entire inn. The night was as dark as ink and no one dared to go out. The atmosphere was cold for a while.

Liu Xiaowen glanced at the disciple who had died long ago without looking at him. The other person had a rosy complexion and a normal expression, nothing strange about it.

'Why don't you take this opportunity to leave immediately?'

Although the black shadow came in, the wind and rain were still outside. I wonder what danger there is?
Liu Xiaowen looked at Zhang Yu and started to think secretly in his heart.

"Is it Zhang Yu's fate that has brought about these disasters?"

Before he could think about it, the Liao boy in the corner suddenly stood up. He had been lying there until the darkness fell, as if he was resting.

At this time, the young man's eyes were still a little dazed, as if he didn't understand the situation. He stretched himself and was about to walk out.

"Little brother, the situation outside is unclear, so don't move."

Zhang Yu spoke up and gave a reminder, but the Liao boy looked as if he didn't understand what he said. He pulled his braid and continued walking.

Each step he took was extremely slow, yet it seemed as if he was stepping on everyone's hearts. He gradually approached the store door and was about to step into the wind and rain.

But the Liao boy suddenly turned his head, as if remembering something, and shouted loudly in standard Liguo Mandarin:

"Waiter, bring me the things from my guest room."

No one responded. The young Liao man sighed and turned around helplessly, as if to retrieve his belongings.

He quickened his pace a bit, and Liu Xiaowen looked carefully. According to this route, he would pass by the person possessed by the black shadow.

Liu Xiaowen was a little conflicted about whether to remind the enemy or not. He was afraid of alerting the enemy and was a little hesitant.

The young Liao man had already walked forward and just passed by the person possessed by the black shadow. He suddenly stopped and looked straight at him, with a smile on his handsome face.

"You want to do it"

The possessed man was about to ask, but the Liao man drew his sword, golden light surged, and slashed down.

Liu Xiao heard the red flames on his sword, held the girl's hand tightly, and was about to move.

Something unexpected happened.

(End of this chapter)