Two Worlds: The Demon Cultivator Mistakenly Enters the Lord's World

Chapter 126 Night Raid on the Allied Forces, Two Monks Slain, A Great Victory! (Please Subscribe, Please Vote for Monthly Tickets)
Hero Iron Wall and Grey acted swiftly, completing the encirclement and annihilation of the vanguard of the Hongze County Allied Forces not long after Lu Feng captured the Old Man of the Dead.

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng immediately issued the order.

"Keep a close watch on the vanguard of the allied forces, and continue to relay messages to the allied forces in Hongze County using their original contact methods. Ideally, we should lure them to Donglai County!"

"Don't alert the enemy!"

Although it's unknown how long this will conceal the news of the Old Man of the Dead Tree's defeat, it's good to delay it for as long as possible.

The most crucial point is to prevent the two Foundation Establishment stage Buddhist monks from Chongfu Temple, who are following the Allied Forces' actions, from realizing what's happening and returning to the temple to ask for help.

Lu Feng knew which was more difficult: fighting two Buddhist monks or fighting the entire Chongfu Temple.

After dealing with the allied forces, Lu Feng led his undead army to launch a preemptive strike.

Before the allied forces of the Prefectural Governor's Office could react, Lu Feng wanted to take down the Foundation Establishment stage Buddhist cultivators from Chongfu Temple who were participating in the allied forces.

According to information obtained from the vanguard of the rebel army, there were two Foundation Establishment stage Buddhist practitioners from Chongfu Temple participating in the Allied Forces' operation.

One was Huineng, the abbot of Chongfu Temple, and the other was the infamous "Liusha Monk".

Two Foundation Establishment stage Buddhist practitioners are not difficult to cultivate; the advantage lies with the Xuan Yin Temple.

The undead army marched swiftly through the night, following the route taken by the vanguard.

There was no sound of voices, nor any lights to illuminate the way ahead.

In the darkness, only the clattering sound of undead creatures' bones and rotting flesh on the ground and a few bright soul flames that stood out against the night sky could be heard.

Before these figures and the light of their soulfire could travel far, they vanished into the wisps of gray-black smoke that swirled around the undead army.

"The death fog that Smolder developed by imitating the undead canopy is really a good thing for the undead army to travel, greatly reducing the noise they make when they march!"

The hero Ironwall rode on a skeletal horse, holding aloft a gourd that constantly emitted blackish-gray smoke, inwardly giving Smolder a thumbs-up.

Along the way, Gray commanded her ghostly army, circling around the undead army.

They lurk in the fog of death, always on guard against the troubles and risks around them.

If they encounter travelers traveling at night, before they even collide with the army of the dead, they will be bewitched by the ghosts and spirits and take a different route.

The night is getting darker.

Suddenly, patches of dark clouds drifted in from the sky, obscuring the already somewhat hazy and dim moon.

With a clear objective, the undead army spent an hour traveling and was already approaching the location where the Hongze County allied forces were stationed.

Aside from the vanguard of several thousand men led by the old man with withered wood, the allied forces of Hongze County claimed to have 50,000 men. In reality, after deducting auxiliary soldiers and civilians who were forcibly conscripted, the allied forces consisted of only about 8,000 to 9,000 regular and capable soldiers.

They set off from Hongze County and marched towards Xuanyin Temple in Donglai County and Dongping County. The march took seven or eight days, but their actual progress was not fast.

With two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from Chongfu Temple in charge, the governor of Hongze County had long felt that victory was assured for the allied forces and had not paid much attention to their actions.

In addition, the prefect Tong Hanwen himself did not have the ability to lead an army, so the actions of the "50,000" allied forces depended entirely on the individual members of the allied forces to make their own decisions.

Prefect Tong Hanwen only gave a general direction, leaving the rest to his subordinates to supplement and decide.

He himself acted as if he were on a picnic, riding in his own eight large carriages, accompanied by hundreds of wives, concubines, and servants, indulging in pleasure and debauchery along the way, not at all like someone who was out to fight a war.

Even Huineng, the abbot of Chongfu Temple, contributed more to the allied forces and issued more orders than Prefect Tong Hanwen.

That night, Abbot Huineng finished dealing with the affairs of the allied forces but had not yet gone to bed.

At this moment, news came from a trusted subordinate of Prefect Tong Hanwen.

"Abbot, Prefect Tong has sent someone again to ask if we will go to his tent tonight to discuss Buddhism. He has already made preparations and is just waiting for you to come!"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Huineng frowned.

Ever since he blessed Prefect Tong Hanwen with Buddhist teachings at the Prefect's residence, making his body as strong as iron, Tong Hanwen has been constantly pestering Abbot Huineng to exchange Buddhist teachings with him.

As for whether Tong Hanwen really wanted to learn Buddhism, Abbot Huineng saw through Tong Hanwen's lewd thoughts at a glance.

However, given the warm invitation from Prefect Tong Hanwen, Abbot Huineng considered it and ultimately did not refuse.

"Please inform the prefect that this humble monk will depart shortly!"

Abbot Huineng naturally had to go to spread the Dharma. As the abbot of Chongfu Temple, it was his duty and responsibility to spread the Dharma and perform consecration ceremonies.

Not long after, Abbot Huineng arrived at the camp of Prefect Tong Hanwen.

Upon seeing Abbot Huineng arrive, Prefect Tong Hanwen warmly greeted him:

"Abbot, everything is ready. Tonight, several beautiful ladies are devoted to Buddhism and await your blessing and explanation of Buddhist teachings!"

"Excellent, excellent, Benefactor Tong is very kind!"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Huineng smiled so much that his eyes narrowed.

The tent was filled with Buddhist light and the sound of chanting sutras filled the air, a beautiful scene of people worshipping Buddha.

Just as the atmosphere in the tent was becoming increasingly intense, a series of commotions suddenly came from the southeast direction of the allied camp.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The sound of alarm bells rang out, causing an uproar in the Allied camp.

"Enemy! Someone has launched a night attack on the camp!"

"Quickly, grab your weapons!"

In the darkness, the undead army had already taken out the sentry posts set up by the allied forces before the prefectural government could react.

The sentries, each a living person, were more conspicuous to the undead creatures than light bulbs in the dark.

The ghostly figures stealthily crept over, and in a mere instant, killed and wiped out the soldiers at the sentry post.

After clearing the sentries, they slaughtered their way through, the undead army commanded by the hero Iron Arm relying on its superior strength to achieve exceptionally high killing efficiency.

They raided each tent, and blood flowed like a river in an instant.

Of course, such a large-scale operation could not possibly be carried out quietly.

The patrols and night watchmen in the allied camp finally reacted and sounded the alarm when the undead army was about to approach the core of the camp.

But at this moment, the undead army had already slaughtered many, and the soldiers who had just died were rising again under the resurrection spells of Ironwall and Gray.

Joining the undead army and expanding its size, even if it's located in the center of the allied camp, it's still a force to be reckoned with.

The undead army had no morale; they only saw living people, and killing and fighting were everything in their soulfire.

The soldiers who formed the county governor's allied forces were completely different from ordinary people.

The camp was attacked at night, and a host of skeleton soldiers and zombie-like enemies appeared before them.

The chaos in the pitch-black night, combined with other factors, threw the allied camp into complete disarray.

In a normal ancient army, this would have been a complete rout, a situation beyond any hope of recovery.

However, the allied forces of the prefectural governor's office were not simply a mortal army, but a mixed allied force with cultivators among them.

The commotion outside the tent reached the prefectural governor's private tent, and Abbot Huineng, who was still teaching Buddhism, immediately frowned and got up.

Donning his monk's robes, Abbot Huineng ripped open the tent roof with a single palm strike, enveloped in Buddhist light, and soared into the sky, flying above the allied forces' camp.

He looked around and saw the chaotic scene in the allied camp. His eyes widened in fury, and his brows furrowed with rage.

"What kind of monster dares to cause trouble on the territory of my Chongfu Temple! All personnel of Chongfu Temple, heed my command and assemble to defend yourselves!"

Enveloped in Buddhist light, Abbot Huineng clasped his hands together, roared, and the sound of his Zen chant resounded in all directions, reaching the ears of everyone in the allied forces.

As if struck by a thunderbolt, the chaos and fear in the hearts of all the allied forces were instantly suppressed by Abbot Huineng's roar.

Reason returned to their minds, and the soldiers in the allied forces quickly picked up their weapons, organized themselves into nearby groups, or retreated to save their lives, or fought against the undead army. At this moment, the allied camp instantly became orderly.

Meanwhile, the cultivators in the allied camp also stepped forward, gathering their soldiers to join the siege against the undead army.

In the darkness of night, the enemy attacked. Chaos would only cause greater casualties. How to save their lives was a clear question for both cultivators and soldiers of the allied forces.

Inside the Chongfu Temple camp, Monk Liusha also slashed through the tent with his monk's knife and led a group of Chongfu Temple monks to step forward to meet the oncoming army of the dead.

"kill!"

With two Buddhist-inspired knives gleaming in his hands, the Sand Monk was like a demon crawling out of hell, tearing the undead creatures in front of him to shreds with his claws and fangs.

At this moment, the Buddha's light emanating from the monk Liusha seemed to have lost its compassion and was replaced by violent anger, like the wrath of a wrathful deity.

A Buddhist cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, barging into the army of the dead, is like a tiger among sheep, acting with utter impunity.

But, soon.

Two enormous creatures emerged from the undead army: the Dragon Armor Abomination brandishing its flesh hooks, and the Serpent Demon Abomination with its serpent heads writhing on its arms, immediately entangled with the Sand Monk.

There was also a cunning and treacherous Yin Wood Corpse, who, using earth-遁术 (earth-遁术) and 假桃假僵术 (plum-substitution-peach-jiang-shut ...

Three more treants stood in the center of the undead army, continuously unleashing the skill [Root Entanglement], joining the siege against the Sand Monk.

Each of the six 2-star, unremarkable units, taken individually, is no match for the Sand Monk.

However, the combined efforts of the six monks kept Liusha Monk so engrossed that he had no time to think about anything else.

Even though the two Buddhist knives in his hands shone with Buddhist light like lightsabers, he could only desperately defend against the various disgusting skills surging from all directions. At this moment, not only the Sand Monk, but also Abbot Huineng, whose Buddhist light illuminated the night sky above the allied camp, was surrounded by two blood-red figures, one in front and one behind.

"You are the Blood River Rakshasa of the Blood River Sect, and who are you? The Xuan Yin Temple? How come I've never heard of someone like you?"

Abbot Huineng recognized Su Wangyu at a glance, racking his brains, but he didn't know who Lu Feng was, and he didn't quite believe that Lu Feng was a Foundation Establishment cultivator from Xuan Yin Temple.

Hongze County is the territory of Chongfu Temple, their foundation. Chongfu Temple has a special person to record every Foundation Establishment cultivator who appears in the entire Hongze County and collect information about them.

The sudden appearance of Lu Feng, representing the Xuan Yin Temple, is truly unbelievable; a Foundation Establishment cultivator seems to have sprung from a stone.

Could it be that the Xuan Yin Temple actually found some immortal relics on its own small plot of land, which led to its rise to prominence and its current achievements?

Abbot Huineng thought of many things in an instant, and a hint of greed rose in his heart. He wanted to find out the reason for the hairline of Xuanyin Temple.

I also want to seize this opportunity.

However, when Lu Feng and Su Wangyu didn't want to say a word and directly attacked with their swords using the Burning Blood Sword Scripture, Abbot Huineng immediately lost all his thoughts.

Lu Feng and Su Wangyu are both Foundation Establishment cultivators who possess a 2-star Blood God Child. Including Su Wangyu's Burning Blood Spirit Sword, each of them has two 2-star treasures.

Su Wangyu, with only a sword and a robe, focused solely on offense and neglected defense.

With a sword and a shield, Lu Feng stood guard beside Su Wangyu, one attacking and the other defending, working in perfect harmony to shield her from Abbot Huineng's Buddhist attacks.

To make full use of the Sunbird Emblem Shield, Lu Feng even went to find several Knights of Light in the Golden Eagle Territory to learn some simple defensive knight skills.

[Holy Shield] [Shield of Justice] [Avengers' Shield]

Limited by his own magic power, Lu Feng learned the magic application techniques of these defensive knight skills, and the skills he used were all filled with bloodshed.

The skill effect is 20-30% worse, but it can still provide decent defense.

The skills, variations, and extensions in the Lord's World may not be as numerous as the spells in the Immortal Cultivation World, but some skills are extremely domineering and fierce.

Defensive skills can indeed block attacks and provide protection.

Ding Ding Ding!
Abbot Huineng held a vajra, his muscles were bulging, and golden Buddhist light covered his entire body, making him look like a golden Buddha statue.

The vajra clashed with the burning blood sword energy, and the Buddhist light and the burning blood spiritual fire intertwined and collided, neither giving way to the other.

Under the combined attack of Lu Feng and Su Wangyu, Abbot Huineng gradually felt the pressure as his Buddhist power was depleted. Large beads of sweat began to appear on his smooth forehead, evaporating as soon as they touched the Buddhist light.

Abbot Huineng, with his keen eye for all directions, hoped that the monks in the camp could lend him a hand and help him break the status quo.

But when he caught a glimpse of Liusha Monk out of the corner of his eye, his heart sank.

Under the siege of six two-star, unequipped units, Abbot Huineng's highly anticipated Liusha Monk had no chance of escaping the encirclement.

During the repeated attacks, the two monk's knives had developed nicks, and the Buddhist light on the blades began to dim.

The robes of the Sand Monk had long been corroded by the plague gas that the Dragon Armor hated. The Yin Wood Corpse and the Tree Man cooperated to stimulate the seeds to sprout and take root in the Sand Monk's Buddha light, seemingly trying to break through his protective Buddha light and flesh.
The tree-man's tough roots further confined the Sand Monk within a small space. Even though he could cut off tree-man roots one by one, he could not cut off all tree-man roots under the siege of two abominations and one Yin Wood Corpse.

As time went on, the first to end their battles with the undead army were the ordinary soldiers and Qi cultivators in the allied camp.

Under Iron Wall's command, the undead army, relying on its superior numbers and quality, directly overwhelmed the allied forces and Qi Refining cultivators in the camp.

Ordinary soldiers would be terrified at the sight of undead creatures, let alone fight desperately against fearless skeletons and rotting corpses with their own flesh and blood.

After the undead army slaughtered three-tenths of the main force, the morale of the prefectural governor's allied forces collapsed.

Ron, who came along with them, shouted "Surrender and you will not be killed" using the skill [Diplomacy], which immediately made the county governor's allied forces, who still wanted to live, kneel down and beg for mercy.

As these people knelt down, the undead army walked past them as if they hadn't seen them at all, no longer raising their swords against them.

In this way, surrendering meant survival, which gave hope to the demoralized allied forces of the prefectural governor's office, who knelt down and laid down their weapons.

After dealing with the coalition of ordinary people, the remaining Qi Refining cultivators were even easier to handle.

Gray's Mountain God Guards and the Skeleton Wolf Riders under Ironwall's command quickly defeated the Qi Refining cultivators in the allied camp who still wanted to resist, leaving them utterly defeated.

Kill all those who resist.

Those who knelt and surrendered after hearing Ron's words barely managed to survive in the face of the undead army.

The battle between the Foundation Establishment cultivators on both sides, both in the sky and underground, is not yet over.

Upon witnessing the allied forces' crushing defeat, Prefect Tong Hanwen immediately disregarded the two Foundation Establishment cultivators at Chongfu Temple. He urged his trusted confidants to drive the carriage, pack their valuables, and attempt to flee.

His move immediately attracted the attention of Ironwall, a hero in the undead army, who sent three skeletal wolf riders in pursuit.

Seeing the skeletal wolf riders closing in, Prefect Tong Hanwen was terrified. He urged the coachman to drive faster while hurriedly throwing off some miscellaneous items from the carriage in an attempt to lighten its weight and make it run faster.

However, Tong Hanwen's struggle was destined to be in vain. The skeletal wolf rider pushed off with its four paws and instantly caught up with Tong Hanwen's carriage.

Just one glance from the wolf rider was enough to terrify the running white horse, causing it to collapse to the ground.

Tong Hanwen tumbled and rolled off the overturned carriage.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I am the governor of Hongze County. My mansion contains countless riches, which I can give to you."

Tong Hanwen, who was dazed and confused from the fall, begged for mercy desperately in order to save his life.

"Looks like we've caught a big fish!"

Upon learning that he was the governor of Hongze County, the hero Tiebi immediately commanded the Skeleton Wolf Riders to capture Tong Hanwen, and then waited until the soldiers finished before deciding on his fate.

As the battle in the allied camp came to an end, the scales of victory were tipping toward Xuan Yin Temple on the battlefield between the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, one in the sky and one on the ground.

The first to give in was Abbot Huineng in the sky. Having been the abbot of Chongfu Temple for so long, eating the best, using the best, and playing the best, he was content with pleasure and did not have the formidable combat ability of a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Liusha Monk, who had been tempered in the sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, it was as if he was being besieged by two Foundation Establishment cultivators and two Foundation Establishment Blood God Sons. In addition, Lu Feng and Su Wangyu both had spiritual weapons, making the threat level even higher.

In the hands of Abbot Huineng, only the vajra that had accompanied him all the way was his natal spiritual weapon, which he had been practicing.

With a large number of people and numerous magical artifacts, Abbot Huineng was far inferior to Lu Feng and Su Wangyu in every aspect.

During the continuous siege, Abbot Huineng's foundation-building Buddhist power was gradually depleted, and he finally revealed a weakness under the combined attack of Su Wangyu and Lu Feng.

His protective Buddhist aura was breached by Lu Feng's burning blood sword energy, which sliced ​​off a piece of flesh from his arm.

The burning blood spirit fire within the burning blood sword energy ignited upon contact with blood, instantly spreading to more flesh and blood from Abbot Huineng's wound.

"What a vicious sword aura!"

Abbot Huineng gritted his teeth in pain and had no choice but to cruelly cut off the flesh on his arm that was stained with the burning spiritual fire, thus enlarging the wound.

Once you get hurt, you'll get hurt again.

During the attack by the two, Abbot Huineng was continuously injured and covered in blood.

The most dangerous instance of the Blood-Burning Spirit Fire reached the groin of Abbot Huineng's thigh, burning away the flesh and blood of his lower limbs, causing him to grimace in agony.

"Abbot, you bald monk, you're useless alive, you might as well be burned!"

While fighting, Lu Feng didn't forget to make sarcastic remarks to disturb the monk Huineng's mind.

Boom!
With Su Wangyu's sword slashing into Abbot Huineng's bald head and shattering his brain, Abbot Huineng of Chongfu Temple finally fell to the combined attack of Lu Feng and Su Wangyu.

"Abbot!"

The besieged monk Liusha sensed the disappearance of Abbot Huineng's aura and roared in fear and rage.

But all that awaited him were two sharp swords from Lu Feng and Su Wangyu.

The tree spirit and the hatred restricted the Sand Monk's movements, making him a sitting duck in front of Lu Feng and Su Wangyu, only able to passively take hits.

Such a monk from the desert fell even faster than Abbot Huineng.

As the body of the Sand Monk fell to the ground, two broken monk's knives fell to the ground, and this difficult siege finally came to an end.

"Won!"

Lu Feng and Su Wangyu exchanged a glance, sensing the joy filling each other's eyes.

Meanwhile, throughout the allied camp, the undead army was ablaze with soulfire, silently celebrating their victory.

"Clean the battlefield!"

At Lu Feng's command, the undead army immediately sprang into action, gathering supplies and guarding the prisoners as they were escorted back to Dongping County. Everything proceeded in an orderly fashion under the cover of darkness.

While the undead army was clearing out the allied camp, Lu Feng and Su Wangyu were also cleaning up the corpses of Abbot Huineng and Monk Liusha.

"Two Foundation Establishment cultivators from Chongfu Temple, and only one Vajra, a spiritual artifact—how stingy!"

After touching the corpse, Lu Feng chuckled and complained.

Lu Feng only managed to find a magical artifact, the Vajra Pestle, on Abbot Huineng's corpse.

It was the weapon that Abbot Huineng always used in battle. It was made entirely of refined gold extracted from gold, making it golden and extremely hard.

The fiercely fighting Sand Monk had no magical weapons on his body; the two monk knives he used as weapons were merely two magical artifacts.

Upon hearing this, Su Wangyu smiled.
"Do you think everyone is like your rich wife Akalia, who can casually produce three spiritual artifacts? The cultivation resources in Liang Kingdom are not abundant. The resources of a single prefecture are barely enough to support a sect like Chongfu Temple in raising a few Foundation Establishment cultivators. To refine spiritual artifacts would require even more resources, and it all depends on accumulation."

Su Wangyu was able to forge the Blood Burning Spirit Sword because of the accumulation he made while he was hanging around in the Blood God Sect's territory.

When she fled to the Liang Kingdom, she witnessed firsthand the poverty and desolation of this remote and impoverished place.

(End of this chapter)