Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 283 Yin Soldier
Duan family.

Bright yellow Gen earth magic light rose and intertwined together. A man in a tan-black robe stood on the top of the peak. He had a lean figure, a square face and thick eyebrows. He was already in the middle stage of foundation building and looked at the Pinghu area in the south from afar.

Next to him stood a young man in light yellow clothes. He had a decent demeanor, but his complexion was not very good.

"Father, the Zhu family is about to take action, but why did they come to my family first? The Liu family is weak, so wouldn't it be easier to take them down?"

Duan Pingdu's eyes showed a hint of anxiety. The Zhu family's actions seemed to indicate that they were really going to tear their faces apart and have a war. He knew how powerful that person was.

"He has hated my family for quite some time, but he just doesn't show it on a daily basis."

"I've already made it clear that my family will absolutely not follow his path."

Duan Chengsi watched the tribesmen in the mountains busy activating the formation, summoning monks, and preparing for defense. His face remained calm, and he only said softly:

"Back then, Emperor Wang was forced to death by his ministers and died in tears. My Duan family was also involved."

"Chen Wei is an elder and doesn't care about these things. Zhu Yucheng is different. He is always thinking about clearing the grievances of his ancestors, so naturally he has no good intentions towards my family."

His demeanor changed at this moment. The man who was originally a little lazy became as cold as iron, and there was a chill in his tone. It was the first time that Duan Pingdu felt that his father was so unfamiliar.

"Pingdu, if the situation is not right, you should leave first and go to Dingji Mountain. Zhu Yucheng will not kill me. At most, he will occupy the Duan family. But that Taoist Dihuang is truly evil."

Duan Chengsi spoke earnestly, and Duan Pingdu beside him clenched his fists. Since he was born, everything had gone smoothly for him, and he had never felt so aggrieved. But the current situation was not something that he, who was in the early stage of foundation building, could shake.

"If I achieve supernatural powers, I will definitely fight back."

Duan Pingdu's tone was filled with hatred at this time. Duan Chengsi beside him just sighed and stared at the south. Then he saw a mist rising and rolling past, and the sky suddenly darkened.

[Unrest Ceremony] was sacrificed at this time, hung above several sacred mountains, and connected with the entire formation.

The Duan family is famous for its formations, and their inherited [Mountain Moving Formation] is even more powerful, even surpassing Kong Jian's [Gangxing Shayao Formation].

The most important thing about this formation is Lingshan. Since it acquired Guangya and Yanming Mountains in Wushan, its power has increased greatly. Duan Chengsi is confident that no one can break this formation unless Zifu comes out.

Many clansmen in the mountains gathered on the main peak, waiting for the Duan family head to speak.

There are a thousand people here in total. Excluding the head of the family and his son, there are only three people in the clan who have established their foundation, and they are all in the early stage. However, it is enough for them to preside over the formation.

The earth's magnetic field changed, white mist rose and pressed towards the mountain gate, but no one from the Zhu family was seen.

Duan Chengsi's face gradually became confused. What was going on? He had expected it to be like the old days when Da Chi attacked Kong Jian, a hard-fought battle, but now the other party didn't even show up.

The fog suddenly dissipated, and a yellow wooden chariot slowly came. It was ancient in shape, emitting a strong magnetic light. There was a handle on it pointing to Guangya Mountain where Duan Chengsi was.

Behind the chariot was a group of soldiers, a total of one hundred people, lined up in a row, their faces blurred, only a dark mass remaining. They wore bronze armor stained with dried blood, held corroded swords and spears in their hands, and sat on war horses that roared constantly, with only white bones left.

The sky was dim and dark, and the primordial magnetic divine light was raging, surrounding the entire Guangya Mountain. The breath of the deep sea was pressing down, and Duan Chengsi felt a little suffocated. He turned his head with difficulty, looked at his own son, and shouted:
"go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man rode out from in front of the soldiers. He was wearing dark golden armor and holding a magnetic stone axe. His expression was cold. It was Zhu Yuanyun. He raised the stone axe in his hand and shouted.

"Charge."

The geomagnetic riot rose into a circle and then contracted in an instant. The ancient yellow wooden chariot started off and crashed into the entire Guangya Mountain with a rumbling sound.

[The Great Array of Moving Mountains and Shifting Yuan] was activated with all its strength, and the light of Gen Earth gathered, piling up the weight of all the sacred mountains at one point, pressing down on the chariot. However, it was like accumulated snow meeting the warm sun, being melted away inch by inch by the light of Yuan magnetism.

Duan Chengsi looked at the soldiers in despair. The figures of those soldiers kept changing under the cover of the dark light. Three heads, six arms, dragon heads, wings, and many other strange shapes appeared, which could only be seen in the underworld.

"Go quickly!"

He exerted his magical powers to move Duan Pingdu out of the mountain and let him escape to the north.

"Father!"

Duan Pingdu's face showed sorrow and hatred as he watched the soldiers charging into the mountain. The formation that he was so proud of became a joke in the geomagnetic field and the dark light, and was almost broken with a single poke.

Blood and fire ignited under the rule of the Duan family. Fortunately, as long as they knelt down and surrendered, these ghost soldiers would not commit more murders. All the clansmen surrendered one after another, without any power to resist.

"Why so fast. Why?"

He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran westward. As long as he left Chiyun, someone would come to pick him up. Dingji Mountain would not give up on him. At least his father could keep his life before Kunwei fell.

Not far away were the Liu family and the Dachi Temple. His eyes darkened, wondering if these two families knew about the incident. However, he thought that they could not stop the Zhu family. After all, they were unreliable. He still had to go to Dingji Mountain.

"How can the Zhu family of Shu County have the nerve to mobilize troops? Didn't the disaster of Jingming start with your clan? When it comes to the demise of Shu, how can I be blamed for it?" Even though Duan Pingdu was furious, the situation was critical and he could not afford to hesitate. He had already crushed the token, and Dingji Mountain should have received the news.

"It's a pity that Master Lingji went to the South China Sea, and Senior Brother He Xin had to return to the mountain to take charge, otherwise we wouldn't be in such a mess today."

He was flying and thinking about these things, but suddenly he saw the grass and trees below withering and turning into a scorched yellow color, the air was filled with smoke and sand, and he had lost his way.

Duan Pingdu broke out in a cold sweat on his back. A small tripod appeared in his hand, with several miniature peaks inside. The earth's energy was surging, and it was extremely powerful.

From the smoke and sand, the figure of a Taoist priest in a green robe slowly emerged, with bright yellow pupils and an evil smile on his lips.

"Where are you going, fellow Daoist? Why don't you talk to me?"

"Qinghuang Temple, Dihuang Taoist? Or should I call you [Qinghuang]?"

Duan Pingdu's face darkened. The other party's cultivation at the peak of the foundation building stage made him feel a little breathless. He was not the so-called candidate for ascension to heaven. From the beginning to the end, the Song family had no reason to protect him. He only relied on the relationship with Dingji Mountain. He didn't know whether the person in front of him was afraid of him.

"That's fine. I can only envy Kunlun's [Bao Ao], but this Chiyun is a great place. The [Earth Ox] and [Sheep] gather together in one place. This is the perfect opportunity for me to achieve enlightenment."

Wei Fengnian smiled slightly, and the smoke and sand became thicker all around. He slowly opened his mouth, revealing his sharp white teeth, his yellow pupils were bright, and his voice became more ferocious and evil.

"Dingjishan can't make it here in time. I, Qingwudao, won't give you any chance. You can be executed now."

Duan Pingdu was a little absent-minded at this time, his pupils were scattered, his breath was fluctuating, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Wei Fengnian, making an old sound like the rubbing of dead leaves.

"Wei Zhaojia, your methods are getting more and more stupid. I think Qingwu Dao doesn't have many years left."

Wei Fengnian's pupils shrank, and he was now imprisoned by the dense earth light, unable to move. Duan Pingdu looked indifferent and only said softly:
"You are not worthy of touching my things. Get out of here and don't let me see it again."

The light of Gen Earth dissipated, and Wei Fengnian ran away without looking back. This time it was his turn to feel a chill in his heart. Master Lingji was so insidious that he even kept the magical power of Taoism in this person's body. It seemed that he didn't have many good intentions.

When the smoke and sand cleared, Duan Pingdu came back to his senses, but he had completely forgotten what happened before. He only said softly:
"I'm afraid that Dachi and the Liu family can't stop the Zhu family. We still have to go to Dingji Mountain. Be careful of the Dihuang Taoist on the way."

He flew on the wind and headed west. He took a last look at the direction of his tribe from afar. He was filled with hatred and anger, and he wanted to bite his teeth to pieces.

"Zhu Yucheng, I will repay you a thousandfold today."

After activating the escape talisman, his figure disappeared into the sky in an instant, passing over the red clouds and heading further west of Chonghua.

At this time, on the cliff of Duanjiaguang Mountain, Duan Chengsi was holding the [Unrest Instrument] in his hand, with a look of horror on his face. He was suppressed by the light of Yuanci, looking at the black-robed man walking slowly in front of him, with a group of ghost soldiers standing beside him, none of them looked like living people.

Nearly a thousand members of the Duan family have surrendered. After the demon disaster, the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled are really useless. If the family was at its peak, they could mobilize a dozen foundation-building cultivators at will. How could it be like this today?
Duan Chengsi was filled with resentment, but he also knew that Zhu Yucheng would not kill him. However, considering the lives of his clansmen, he had no choice but to give in, abandoning the [Unrest Instrument] and letting the Yuan magnetic light fall.

"Zhu Yucheng! What are you trying to do? The demonic disaster is approaching, and as fellow survivors of Shu, we should unite our strength. Why are you acting like this?"

He was firmly pinned to the ground by the magnetic light, his face pressed against the blue bricks. He felt extremely humiliated and could only look at the tip of Zhu Yucheng's shoes.

"Working together?"

Zhu Yucheng looked indifferent, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Are you worthy? The Duan family served as [Mountain Driving Officers], first helping to drive Emperor Wang to his death, then joining a group of immortals in excavating the emperor's mausoleum, exposing the bones of the royal family to the sun, leaving them in no peace. Do you think I don't know?"

The bloodstains on Duan Chengsi's face spread out, blurring out, and he roared in struggle:

"You're crazy! You're still arguing about something that happened thousands of years ago. How can you possibly settle this? If the Song family hadn't brought us together, who would still remember Shu?"

"My Fushan clan has followed countless royal families and immortal sects, but it's because of our involvement with Shu that we've ended up like this. If there's any debt, it's the Chen family that owes my clan!"

What responded to him was an even heavier magnetic light, which pressed down on his bones to the point of cracking and his eyeballs almost popping out. Duan Chengsi's eyes were bloodshot and he raised his head to stare at the person in front of him.

"What are you going to do? I'm telling you, I'm willing to die. Dying for my family, dying for my son, it's worth it. But I don't want to die with you for so-called false reputation."

Duan Chengsi looked like a madman, and all the members of the Duan family beside him were lying on the ground. Even though they did not have the magnetic light to suppress them, they lay lower than Duan Chengsi, as if they wanted to bury their heads in the ground.

"What do you want me to do, you ask?"

Zhu Yucheng lifted the suppression of Yuanci Fa Guang at this time and grabbed Duan Chengsi's shoulders. The head of the Duan family was as weak as a child in his hands and could not resist at all.

He spoke each word with a deep gaze, and said in a low voice:
"Of course, killing people."

(End of this chapter)