Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 130 Shang Yang
The night was dark, and at the border of Jiangyang, a drizzle of rain fell from the sky, soaking the mountains and fields.

Yin Yuanchen looked at the black shadow in front of him with a complicated look, surrounded by blood rain. He could vaguely see the figure of a woman.

The mountain road was muddy, and he walked step by step. The biting cold air all around him made his magic power flow poorly and his face turned pale.

The person in front of him suddenly stopped and looked back. The black air surging on her face gradually dissipated, revealing half of her beautiful face. The black air completely dissipated, and the woman's right face was exposed. It was covered with emerald green feathers and her eyes were dark blue, like a bird.

The murderous aura gradually rose, causing Yin Yuanchen to break out in cold sweat and his heart to beat rapidly. He was afraid that this senior sister, who was also his relative, had completely lost her mind and turned into the body of a Shang sheep.

"Senior Sister Luze."

His voice was extremely soft and low. Even when he was surrounded and attacked by the Shen family, there was no fear in those leopard eyes. But now, they were filled with a look of half sadness and half worry, and he found it difficult to look directly at the person in front of him.

"Using secret techniques, he merged the remains and ultimately achieved immortality, but lost his human form and became like this."

Yin Yuanchen didn't know what happened to his senior sister. When the Shen family attacked the Tingyu Sect, the battle on the peak where Yin Luze was located was the most brutal, and the peak was stained with blood.

The other person shook his head slightly, as if he didn't understand what was said. His green robe was stained with blood and his skin was pale, like an evil ghost crawling out of the underworld. The only half of his human face that was left gradually grew bird feathers, his pupils changed color, and he looked straight ahead.

"The Shen family, and the Shen family, Senior Sister, don't forget!"

Yin Yuanchen shouted loudly. He could no longer tell how much fear and anger he felt. After shouting, a feeling of fatigue that penetrated deep into his bones surged over him. He just felt tired.

Hearing about the Shen family, Yin Luze, who was about to lose her mind, became clearer. A murderous aura emerged, and a deep hatred drove her to maintain her human form. She spoke in a stuttering manner:

"Shen family, disciple, master killed"

Yin Luze's voice was filled with deep hatred, and his broken immortal foundation felt it, making the rain fall even harder. The people from the Tingyu Sect beside Yin Yuanchen had already ordered the true disciples of the leader to be killed.

Perhaps because of their blood relationship, or perhaps because Yin Luze still had a bit of sanity left, she let Yin Yuanchen go and took him away from the encirclement of the Shen family.

Yin Yuanchen looked at this senior sister, and a deep sense of sadness welled up in his heart. The once kind sister had become like this, no longer human. Even if he used the remains he had obtained from the Yunlu Sect and managed to cultivate to the Foundation Establishment stage, what could he do to the Shen family?
The first time Yin Yuanchen saw his senior sister, he knew what was going on.

The true disciple of the master still used the remains of Shang Yang obtained from the Yunlu Sect. Although he cultivated the foundation of immortality, his consciousness was obscured and his life was destroyed. Now he will not live for many days.

At first, he felt fear, then anger, and now only sadness and exhaustion remained in his heart.

The man in green robe lowered his leopard eyes and took out a blue jade slip from his bosom. It contained the "Rain Master's Book" of the fourth-grade skill of Tingyu Sect, the "Guishui" technique, which he had obtained from Yin Luze.

The martial arts technique that was originally only practiced by the master is now in his hands, but there is no joy on his face. This method has an ancient origin and is not easy to practice.

What's more, he had no chance to practice. Yin Luze was leading him to attack and kill the people of the Shen family, but the other party did not make any big moves. Yin Yuanchen could feel a net slowly opening and gradually tightening, surrounding the two of them.

Now that his hatred for the Shen family's destruction of the mountain gate has gradually subsided, he has inexplicably developed resentment towards Yin Luze in his heart. Why doesn't he take a long-term view, escape from Jiangyang, and return after he has cultivated his immortal foundation?
Why couldn't you just be patient? Ending up like this, wasn't it a waste of the sect's training and the leader's instructions?

Yin Yuanchen wanted to endure it and leave it for later, but this clan sister did not give him much choice. She led him towards a desperate situation.

This feeling of resentment only rose slightly, and then he suppressed it. Yin Yuanchen looked at the figure, as if he had figured something out.

"It's good this way. We can travel together and not be alone."

His only hope now is to die in the battle with the Shen family rather than being eaten alive by his insane senior sister.

The hazy rain stopped in an instant, and Yin Luze in front stopped, with the green feathers on his face standing up, which was quite creepy. Yin Yuanchen thought that the other party was completely out of control, his mind was dissipated, and he felt that his death was approaching.

A red light descended from the sky, carrying with it lightning branches and electric snakes, drawing a gorgeous tail in the air, and fell directly above Yin Yuanchen. His eyes widened, and only then did he realize that it was someone from the Shen family.

The black energy around Yin Luze suddenly surged, and he shouted loudly. A rain of blood fell, instantly dispersing the red light, and taking Yin Yuanchen below to the side.

A figure slowly emerged from the air, wearing black armor and with a weathered face. It was Shen Dezheng, holding the bronze statue in his hand, exuding a murderous aura.

"Respectfully invite Yuan Guang to appear before you."

Shen Dezheng shouted loudly and quickly sacrificed the bronze statue in his hand. A faint scent of incense came from not far away and fell directly onto the statue.

This thing grew in the wind, gradually becoming as tall as a person, and transformed into a snake-holding ghost god with a green face and fangs. A dark evil spirit surged around his body, emitting heart-pounding fluctuations.

Shen Dezheng took advantage of the evil wind and fled in an instant. Many Shen family cultivators were already surrounding him, setting up a large formation to trap him. Yin Yuanchen looked around blankly. Meanwhile, Yin Luze, his face completely covered in bird feathers, transformed into a beastly form, charging straight towards the statue.

The two collided, and evil winds and blood rain rushed out, and the surrounding grass and trees suddenly turned yellow. Yin Yuanchen had no one to protect him at this time, and the surging evil winds devoured most of his body in an instant. Before he could come to his senses, only the upper half of his body was left.

All the heroic ways of death that this Tingyu Sect disciple had envisioned were of no use. In a fight between Foundation Establishment cultivators, what could a Qi Refiner do?
He seemed to remember something important, and tremblingly took out the "Rain Master's Book" from his arms. His magic power surged, and he was about to destroy it. Even if he died, he would not let the Shen family get this skill in vain.

A red light fell from the sky in an instant, and both of Yin Yuanchen's hands were cut off. The red light wrapped around the jade slip and disappeared in an instant. A mocking laugh seemed to be heard in the distance.

Yin Yuanchen lost too much blood, his vision went black, his breath was weak, and he could only whisper:

"Sister Luze, let's go."

Not far away, Yin Luze had completely transformed into a demon with a bird's head and a human body. He could no longer hear Yin Yuanchen's cries. The immortal base showed its power, and a blood rain covered the area, turning it into an arrow formation and shooting towards the statue.

The bronze statue stood still, and a dark light surged out, covering the surroundings like a vast ocean. Grass, sand, raindrops, and even starlight all fell into the silent darkness and no longer had any form.

Yin Luze's body gradually dissolved into the sea of evil, her forcibly cultivated immortal foundation crumbling bit by bit. A long, blood-curdling cry echoed from the blue bird. Something seemed to be burning in her dark blue eyes, and with deep resentment, she glanced at the gathered Shen family members, sending chills down the spines of many.

The large formation maintained by the Shen family around them was effective. This formation was of a certain fire virtue. It was burning clouds and rain, constantly suppressing Yin Luze, causing this man's momentum to dissipate bit by bit.

Everyone present had more or less participated in the massacre of Tingyu Sect, and their hands were stained with the blood of many people, young and old. Now, seeing the hatred on the face of the Foundation Establishment Clan's face, they couldn't help but feel frightened.

The evil spirit surrounding the statue had trapped Yin Luze. He opened his bronze arms and embraced him. The blue bird cried mournfully, and the night rain gradually stopped.

The people who were maintaining the formation on the side all breathed a sigh of relief. Yin Luze had ambushed and killed many members of the Shen family in recent days, and today they finally had peace. The dark light enveloped the statue and Shang Yang below, and many people smiled.

Shen Dezheng's weathered face also showed some relief. Yin Luze was dead, so the remaining Qi Refiners would be easy to deal with. There would be no worries about forcing them out.

Just as he was thinking about it, a bright sea of fire appeared in the east near the border of Wuhuang, with scattered red light. In the distance, a person's cry of pain could be heard. It was the voice of his brother De Guan.

In order to encircle and suppress Yin Luze, most of the cultivators of the Shen family were transferred here to maintain the formation. Brother De Guan led two cultivators in the early stage of Qi training to besiege the Liao people, but something unexpected happened at this time.

Shen Dezheng stared at the statue below with a gloomy expression. He looked at the four or five cultivators in the early stages of Qi Refining and coldly ordered:
"Go to the east and watch. The formation should be withdrawn first. Now that the overall situation has been decided, the focus is on the Liao people."

After hearing the order, the monks around immediately turned into streams of light and flew away to the east. Only Shen De was left here watching. He wanted to make sure of one thing, that is, Yin Luze was completely dead.

The surging dark light enveloped the area below, making it impossible to see the situation clearly. After the original fire array was withdrawn, Shen Dezheng was a little uneasy, but when he felt that Yin Luze's breath was still fading little by little, he felt a little relieved.

"The bloodline of Tingyu Sect has been found, but the Venerable God still needs those few Qi Refiners. I wonder why?"

Even though Shen Dezheng had doubts in his heart, he knew that his ancestor's lifespan was extended entirely thanks to this Venerable God Yuan Guang, so how could he dare to disobey.

That Yuan Guangxiang said he was a god, but he had no intelligence and could only pass on vague information through worship. When the Yunlu Immortal Sect declined, the Shen family obtained this bronze statue from the secret vault to communicate with this deity.

Offer sacrifices and receive rewards. This is the secret of how the Shen family wiped out the surrounding forces and firmly suppressed the Tingyu Sect.

But now something went wrong. The grand sacrifice that was supposed to use the direct descendants of Tingyu Sect as sacrifices was broken, and several sacrifices escaped. The one in the abyss was dissatisfied, and the ancestor's condition was getting worse as his life span had not yet been reduced.

Looking at the dazzling sea of fire in the distance, Shen Dezheng recalled the situation on that day and felt anxious. He was afraid that the foundation-building talisman would show its power. The other party had a deep foundation, and his brother Deguan did not bring any magic weapons. If he was not careful, he would suffer a loss.

The tip of his nose suddenly felt wet, and raindrops fell. The originally surging sea of evil below became still. Shen Dezheng's eyes were filled with confusion. Was this a sign of his immortal foundation collapsing?

The originally still sea of evil suddenly began to churn, with turbid blood mixed in it. A skeleton emerged from it, and the flesh and blood had been completely melted away, but in the sea of energy, a blue bird was circling and dancing.

Niaotong looked extremely resentful, which reminded Shen Dezheng of Yin Luze's eyes. He had killed all of her fellow disciples in front of this direct descendant of Tingyu Sect, and the other party had the same look in his eyes.

At this moment, Shen Dezheng seemed to have seen a ghost. The blue bird transformed from the immortal base arrived in an instant, carrying a rain of blood and flying with wailing sounds.

The bronze statue seemed to have exhausted its magical powers and returned to its original state. The ground, which was soaked in evil spirits, turned iron-gray and no longer had any signs of life.

Shen Dezheng rode on the red light and flew away desperately. The blue bird blocked the road leading to the Shen family and came straight towards him. Now he had only the east side. He gritted his teeth and ran towards Wuhuang in a hurry.

The bluebird behind him was calling more and more urgently, as if urging his life. Misty raindrops drifted over and landed on his vest.

(End of this chapter)