Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 317 In the Mist
One year later, on the plain.

In the center, a deep Wu Earth Mysterious Light shone out, and the might of the Purple Mansion Formation activated, covering the Xiwei Mountain and even the Duwang City area, like a giant brass bell falling on the plain.

The sky in the south is dark and often covered with dark clouds. When there is a thunderstorm, you can often see soldiers passing through and ghosts roaming around. The mortals in several important towns have almost all left, most of them moved away under the instructions of the Zhu family.

Even Qinglifang is now in ruins, with only a few wandering cultivators left. They hope to survive by occupying the spiritual buildings and practicing there.

If an expert stargazer climbs up to Xiwei and looks at the celestial phenomena at this time, he will be surprised to find that the star Wuzhen seems to be still. It has not moved for many years and has stopped in front of the Seven Stars of the Southern Sky. It was sometimes invaded by the star Betelgeuse and pierced by a red rainbow.

On the borderland, evil spirit gradually grew. With Yuliu as the boundary, fog that covered the sky and the sun rolled up from the rocks and trees, completely obscuring the scenery in Yuliu Mountain.

The fog extended outward, surrounding the entire Chiyun South land. If a cultivator wanted to get out, he had to use a magical tool to indicate the direction, which took a lot of effort. Until now, the situation has become more serious. Qi Refining cultivators cannot get out at all, and only Foundation Establishment cultivators can get out.

This situation has been going on for half a year. The Zhu family has remained silent about it and has not made it public. Few people know the truth.

To this day, it is a station outside Pinghu.

Liu Baiyi had an arrogant look on his face, with undisguised ambition between his eyebrows. He was dressed in a jet-black robe, and was accompanied by three or five clansmen and cultivators from the Duan family, all of whom regarded him as their leader and were stationed here.

Not far away was Yuliu. His father, Liu Qiuyu, led the Zhixu lineage to join the Zhu family and was treated with courtesy. Not only did they receive a spiritual land far larger than Zhixu's, but the food and spiritual objects they received were doubled.

Nowadays, even the people in the Duan family are mostly living in fear, repairing the formation here and not daring to make trouble. After all, the clan leader has surrendered, and the status of his branch is slightly higher than that of the Duan family.

"Father was the wisest one. He made a decisive move and switched to the Zhu family."

Liu Baiyi's eyes were dark. When he thought of his family, he felt a little gloating.

"Sir, I heard that you have a brother working in Dachi, and he has already established his foundation?"

A cultivator from the Duan family who was accompanying them suddenly spoke, causing the atmosphere on the scene to suddenly become cold. Liu Baiyi turned his eyes and looked over with some resentment and irritability.

"I don't have this brother, don't talk nonsense! He neglected his parents and has now been expelled from my family."

His words were extremely serious, and even contained a hint of murderous intent, directed at the cultivator from the Duan family who had brought up the matter. The cultivator's face turned pale instantly, and he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"Listen carefully, everyone. The Zhixu and Biye clans have now separated and are no longer related. As for those who were greedy for fame and fortune and abandoned their families, do not mention them anymore."

Liu Baiyi's voice was cold, and his cultivation in the late stage of Qi Refining was revealed, which made the people present feel a little breathless and they all agreed.

He was about to scold a few more times when he saw the fog in the distance suddenly move, as if it had come alive, covering the entire lake and pressing down like a tsunami or a landslide.

In an instant, the people around him disappeared, as if they had vanished out of thin air, without even a trace of their presence left, causing a chill to rise in his heart.

'This is? ’

Various hideous demonic figures appeared in the fog, appearing and disappearing from time to time. When they were closest, they seemed to be sticking right behind him, and the extremely powerful blood energy rushed straight to his vest.

"coming."

His voice trembled as he remembered his father's instructions and the demonic chaos he had witnessed when he was young, which seemed to be showing signs of reappearing.

Several shadows emitting strong demonic aura slowly approached him. Their foundation-building level cultivation suppressed him so that he could not move. The laughter of demons came from the fog. He looked again and saw that the heads of the people who had just followed him had been cut off and placed neatly in front of him.

Using the last bit of his remaining rationality to activate the token, he now only hoped that the Zhu family would come to his aid soon, but he felt a chill on his neck and began to bleed, and then, there was only darkness before his eyes.

Three demonic figures emerged from the mist. They looked like green mantises, about as tall as a person, radiating powerful aura. They were all at the foundation-building stage. They devoured all the scattered flesh and blood on the ground, flapped their wings together, and rode on the white mist, rushing towards the plain.

Monsters of all kinds came out together, some were refining Qi, some were building foundations, hiding in the white mist. They had no intelligence, only instincts, and they sniffed the scent of flesh and blood and headed towards the north.

Most of the monks who were patrolling here died unexpectedly. Even if they activated the token, the Zhu family did not take any action, so they could only suffer in regret.

The white fog spread until it hit a flat lake, where it was blocked and could no longer move forward. However, the many monsters in it could no longer hold back and rushed out of the fog where they were hiding and headed straight for the plain.

Layers of magnetic light rose up and turned into an extremely thick barrier. The lake water broke open, and the yin energy spread. Nearly a hundred cavalrymen formed a formation and rushed out, led by a wooden cart pointing south.

Zhu Yuanyun put on armor and formed a formation, with a dozen clansmen following behind him. Apart from them, there were no other living people.

"Block."

His voice was cold. The clansmen behind him had received the order and had begun to mobilize their troops. The blood-stained ochre-yellow black bird flag was raised, and the Wu Earth Mysterious Light surged. These hundred riders were like a gate to heaven. No matter what monsters rushed towards them, they would all be crushed to pieces.

Zhu Yuanyun's expression grew increasingly gloomy, and he only murmured:
"The time we arrived is exactly as Bai Qingdong said, and the scene is about the same, but the precious species has not yet appeared."
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"coming?"

In the Juzhen Palace, candlelight was dim. In front of the green jade table, a man in a dark black Taoist robe with cloud patterns put down his red brush. When he heard the news from below, his brows were furrowed.

"A spy sent an urgent message saying there were cries of killing coming from the south. We're afraid it's a demonic rebellion."

In a corner of the hall, Wang Qiyun spoke in a hurried voice, his broad face showing confusion and panic. He looked at his junior brother who was now in charge of the sect.

"The news has been reported to the sect. My father and Elder Wen have both issued orders. We're afraid the monsters will come again. This was also the case during the Jade Flow Demon Rebellion in previous years."

When Liu Xiao heard this, his heart sank. It had been a year since he returned to the mountain. He had already negotiated with the Wu family and the Zijin Temple and made an oath to send people to seek refuge. However, since the evil fog rose, in just half a year, the entire red cloud had cut off contact with the outside world.

"How are our monks outside now? Are we still able to contact them?"

"According to the soul lamp's induction, our current location seems to be in the fog, and we don't know whether we are alive or dead."

Wang Qiyun's face was pale and his hands were shaking uncontrollably. From outside the hall came the sounds of monks controlling the wind and activating magic weapons. It was quite chaotic and shook the mountains and fields.

He seemed to recall the past again. The scene of the mountain gate being broken into and his teachers and fellow disciples falling into the mouths of monsters was still vivid in his mind. In previous years, after such an incident, a sect with hundreds of people would be reduced to only dozens.

But now the sect is so prosperous that the number of its members is even greater than before, and there are more than 100,000 people under its jurisdiction. Their lives depend on them, and the sect leader is in seclusion. Wang Qiyun always feels uneasy, and a sense of horror invades his heart.

"Senior brother."

Liu Xiaowen shouted, which made Wang Qiyun sober up a little and come to his senses.

"Now we should shrink our front and activate the two formations to protect Qingwei. Send someone to ask the Liu family. If that doesn't work, we can only let them retreat to Qingwei as well. Bi Ye's formation is incomplete and I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist." Wang Qiyun took a deep breath and nodded silently. Liu Xiaowen said in a deep voice:

"Xingfang, Wei Yan, and Si Xunyao are stationed in Huaqing. Fayan is in Dongmi. Dharma Protector Liang has gone to Zhuolin. Dharma Protector Kongkong has been transferred to the west to monitor the situation at Baohu and Huichun Mountain."

"Master Wen and I are in charge of the sect, and the situation is under control. After all, the anomaly came early, so we have some preparations. The most important thing now is to protect Tian Li."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud rumbling noise coming from the south, like thunder from the sky. The two men's faces changed immediately, and they flew out on the wind, heading straight for the clouds from the sky.

Looking from afar, one could see that the area on the plain near Yuliu was filled with blood, and all one could see were densely packed black spots emerging from the white mist.

A treasure mountain emitting magnetic light rose up, shining brightly, and the magnetic divine rings fell like rain. Many monsters exploded and turned into blood.

The light of the underworld rose up, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, making the two men look solemn and feel a chill on their backs. They looked at each other.

"here we go"

Wang Qiyun's voice trembled a little. Many disciples in the mountain gate were a little panicked. The formation was raised, but it seemed so powerless in front of the evil fog that covered the sky.

Liu Xiaowen did not look to the south again, but immediately looked towards Hua Qingye, but saw that the white fog had covered the entire north bank of the Li River, and the scenery inside was no longer visible.

'Just this instant.'

What used to be just a trapping white fog changed, but now it seemed to be pressing towards the Qingwei Seven Mountains and Dajingyuan like a living thing, eroding the borders bit by bit, and occasionally the figures of demons appeared in the white fog.

"Xingfang, and the people from Kongjian are all turning green."

Wang Qiyun's voice was urgent and he was about to go forward.

But Liu Xiaowen on the side stopped him and asked him to preside over the Five Elements Mountain, and he flew towards Huaqingye on the wind. At this time, there was evil fog spreading in all directions from Qingwei to Dongmi.

Many disciples have begun to guard against the monsters emerging from the fog. Orders have been issued within the sect in recent days, so they are not caught off guard at this time.

The Five Elements Mountain has returned and landed above Tianli to serve as a guard. This is where the leader is in seclusion, so it is naturally the most important place for him.

Hua Qingye was not under the protection of the two foundation-building formations in the sect, and he fell the fastest at this time. Liu Xiao heard the seal characters and felt relieved that Liu Xingfang was safe.

Suddenly, waves arose on the Li River, and a silver lightning rushed out, sweeping away the thick white fog, reaching the thunder pool above and stepping on the calamity clouds below. Three flying swords intertwined and slashed out, and a blood-stained green robe appeared, followed by Wei Yan and Si Xunyao who was supporting him.

When only these three foundation-building disciples came out, all the spiritual jades that recorded the souls of many inner disciples in the sect were shattered, and there was no one left on the green field. The blood dyed the Li River scarlet and emitted a foul smell.

"Brother, Huaqing has been lost!"

Liu Xingfang wiped the blood off the sword, ignoring his injuries, and hurried forward when he saw Liu Xiaowen.

A feeling of dizziness hit him, and Liu Xiaowen looked towards the north of the Li River, only to see dense black spots emerging from the white fog. The screams of demons resounded throughout the place, and all kinds of strange creatures that had never been seen before escaped from the fog, making everyone in the sect panic.

"Get into formation."

He was determined in his mind and gave an order. A dozen inner disciples who had been prepared for this moment activated two foundation-building formations. The golden thunder ring and the red fire dragon rose up together and crashed into the group of howling demons.

A smell of blood and flesh emanated, and the Five Elements Mountain was activated at this time. Wen Guang had already led the people who were forging the magic weapon to take control of it. The sect had been in a state of preparation for war in the past few years, and it was about to break out.

The heavenly punishment and even Luo Qing's spiritual energy rushed in madly, almost without regard for the loss. The sect was in danger of collapse, but they didn't care whether the spiritual veins were damaged.

The thick spiritual energy poured into the Five Elements Mountain, and Wen Guang's figure suddenly became as tall as a mountain, transforming into a huge flaming giant, and his aura was approaching the limit of foundation building.

The golden sun appeared, the red fire surged, and all the sacred peaks on the Five Elements Mountain were in full operation at this time, drawing on spiritual energy, and after complicated transformation, all of it was bestowed on Zhaoyang Peak.

The people from Houhuo Hall also came to help at this time, and Wang Qiyun was among them. The previous training came in handy at this time. After the initial panic, most people in the entire sect began to perform their duties.

This mountain gate and the cultivators within it began to operate in an orderly manner, as if they were parts of a magical instrument. Without Liu Xiaowen even giving too many orders, the Qi-refining cultivators had already begun to counterattack with the help of formations, blocking the monsters pouring in from Chonghua in the east and Wuhuang in the west.

This scene cheered up everyone present. The giant fire spirit transformed by Wen Guang had completed the last step and completed the sword embryo with the help of the golden energy on Baiwei Peak.

The fire spirit held a red sword as huge as a sacred peak in his hand. His expression was solemn. Everything was going according to the sect's plan, and there seemed to be hope again.

But looking at the monsters in front of him that were coming from the north bank like a black tide, he couldn't help but think of the scene when Shu was destroyed. At that time on Mount Qishan, the situation faced by many immortals was probably similar to this.

He no longer hesitated and waited until most of the demons had gathered above the Li River and crashed into the formation, causing ripples of magical light. Only then did he, the giant fire spirit he had transformed into, take action.

The red sword light fell with a bang, dragging the golden sun into the Li River. Many monsters turned into ashes before they could even make a sound, even those at the Foundation Establishment level were no exception.

[Tian Bing Wei Jian] is the magic bestowed by True Man Chi Ming, and now it reappears in Wen Guang's hands.

This fire spirit has recovered to the peak of foundation building, and only needs a purple palace spiritual fire to transform into the level of Vow Power Vajra. Now with the help of the Five Elements Mountain and the great formation, its terrifying power wipes out all the monsters on the Li River.

The originally surging Li River stopped flowing at this time, and white mist rose up in the sky, condensing into raindrops, falling down, mixed with the remains of demons.

Many disciples cheered, and even Liu Xiaowen and his companions relaxed their expressions. With the Five Elements Mountain controlled by Wen Guang, it seemed that defending Qingwei should not be a problem.

"Chickens and dogs are vulnerable."

Wen Guang was smiling broadly, and this time he was the center of attention. The weapon-refining disciples who were Duanzheng and Houhuo were even more excited and shouted his name in unison.

He was feeling proud when suddenly the surroundings became quiet and there was no sound. Wen Guang was a little confused and looked in the direction of everyone's gaze, only to see that more demonic figures had appeared in the white mist.

Different from the previous formation which was mostly composed of Qi-refining monsters, this time, there were nearly five Foundation Establishment monsters, with noble auras, clearly of noble species.

"Where do these many noble species come from?"

Liu Xingfang and Wei Yan's expressions changed. These five monsters were all in the middle stage of foundation building and above, and there were even two in the late stage. Liu Xiaowen said in a deep voice:
"Call back the rest of the sect to build their foundation. Ours is the main focus."

If the black tide of demons came again, without fear, and continued to come, even Wen Guang would not be able to kill them all. The five noble species had already roared down and attacked the weak points of the formation, with murderous aura rising to the sky.

(End of this chapter)