Fengyunlu

At that time, Bo Liangzi wasn't yet the future Qingfeng Emperor, nor had he become the leader of the Jianyin Sect. He was merely the leader's senior disciple, responsible for looking after the household. Although he wasn't fighting on the front lines, he kept the war on his mind and maintained a keen eye on the situation. As the leader of the remaining sect, he naturally had many reports to make. As for the situation in the Myriad Demon Abyss, Bo Liangzi had a good idea of ​​it. That day, he discovered that the two brothers actually had the Demonic Token, which immediately aroused his suspicions.

The brothers' appearance was both sudden and bizarre. Even though they carried Bai Qianyi's personal letter, Bo Liangzi still suspected they were pawns of the evil forces. Furthermore, one of them was carrying the Heavenly Demon Token, which clearly indicated they had some connection to the Myriad Demon Abyss, or at least had some contact with it.

Bo Liangzi immediately decided to take action, using his Heavenly Rank cultivation to launch a swift attack, hoping to capture the two men first and question them before making a decision. However, he didn't expect that the Heavenly Demon Order could actually protect its master, absorbing three drops of Zhu Chunguang's blood essence, and accidentally triggering the life-saving trick sealed by the Demon Mountain Patriarch himself.

This technique was originally reserved for the direct and trusted henchmen of Demon Mountain Patriarch, to be used in times of great danger. Just three drops of his blood essence can trigger the Demon Mountain Patriarch's demonic aura. This malevolent energy will envelop the bearer, allowing them to access Demon Mountain Patriarch's Mysterious Heavenly Dharma Image within half a cup of tea.

Speaking of the Mysterious Heavenly Dharma Image, it holds a profound pedigree. The prestige of the Demon Mountain Patriarch is terrifying, his single-handed power for years daunting both the forces of good and evil. His Mysterious Heavenly Dharma Image possesses immense power, making it impossible for ordinary mortals to withstand it. Therefore, with this life-saving measure, those holding the Order can escape unscathed in most situations. Even if an unforeseen event occurs, and a master intervenes, ultimately resulting in the Order's demise or capture, the Demon Order will sense it, using its spiritual power to unleash the demonic energy, unleashing a burst of power that resembles a full-strength attack from the Demon Mountain Patriarch.

Even Bo Liangzi, at his then-Heavenly Rank, would have found it difficult to withstand such power. Even when he later became the Great Qingfeng Emperor, he might not have been able to withstand such a blow. Therefore, Zhu Chunguang, burdened with the demonic power, could not help but unleash the Mysterious Heavenly Dharma Image.

The moment the Demon Mountain Patriarch's image appeared, the Sword Hidden Sect erupted in fury. Over a dozen streams of light swiftly descended from the crumbling mountain, each possessing a cultivation level above the Heavenly Rank. Their expressions grew serious as they gazed at Bo Liangzi, then at Zhu Chunhua beside him. Seeing him holding a three-foot-long blade that resembled both jade and stone, yet neither black iron nor fine steel, they understood it to be the divine weapon the Sword Hidden Sect had received upon its apprenticeship.

Everyone roughly understood what was happening on the Broken Mountain. Someone immediately took action, restricting Zhu Chunhua's cultivation and preventing him from moving. After all, no one knew whether he also had the Heavenly Demon Token.

The incident happened so suddenly that Zhu Chunhua was momentarily panicked. He couldn't understand why his elder brother, whom he had grown up with, could display such powerful abilities. He thought it might be related to the Heavenly Demon Token, and he immediately wanted to explain. But his body was sealed, so he could only do so helplessly. However, while he was inexperienced, his character was exceptional. He knew that the Sword Hidden Sect was the foremost of the righteous path. Although the incident was sudden and the demonic aura was overwhelming, the Sword Hidden Sect's masters were committed to justice and would not harm his elder brother's life without first understanding the truth.

Furthermore, although he wasn't very skilled, he observed the dozen or so Sword Hidden Sect masters facing his current eldest brother. They all wore serious expressions, their eyes daring not to slack off, and even hinted at a hint of fear. He understood that even if these people wanted to take action, they wouldn't be able to do anything to his eldest brother.

After figuring this out, he was no longer so worried and calmly waited for the results. However, he was still quite surprised and didn't understand why his elder brother was like this. He watched the development of the situation without blinking.

However, sometimes, no matter how good your intentions are, reality often contradicts them. He thought his elder brother was being manipulated by some means, having no choice at the time. While this was indeed the case, he had underestimated the deep hatred between the Hidden Sword Sect and the Myriad Demon Abyss. The feud between these two families could be described as a mortal feud, reaching a point of irreconcilability.

Within the mysterious Jianyin Sect, the story of the swordsman Bo Liangzi is heartbreaking. He harbors a deep hatred for the Wanmoyuan, having lost his parents and two younger brothers to its clutches. Even more tragically, his wife was also killed in a surprise attack by the Wanmoyuan several years ago, leaving behind only a baby not yet five years old.

Such deep hatred led Bo Liangzi, facing the Myriad Demon Abyss, to choose to kill the innocent rather than spare anyone potentially implicated. Even if Zhu Chunguang might have been merely implicated, Bo Liangzi would show no mercy. So, without further questioning, he quickly formed a sword formation with everyone else, mobilizing the millions of Qingfeng swords on the Sword Cliff of Canshan Mountain, merging them into a single, nine-heavenly demon-slaying aura. Leading with his sharp edge, he launched a direct attack on Zhu Chunguang, who had transformed into a dharma image and was carrying the demonic aura.

Zhu Chunguang was completely bewildered by the sudden attack, having no idea what was happening. Controlled, he couldn't move on his own, allowing the token in his hand to manipulate the demon and send him flying.

Fortunately, Zhu Chunguang's cultivation level was not high. Besides the magical power of the Heavenly Demon Token itself, his own spiritual energy could not provide much support for the Demonic Evil. Therefore, the token lacked a sufficient foundation to function, and naturally could not absorb enough Demonic Evil from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to enable the Xuantian Dharma Image to unleash its powerful magical powers. Therefore, despite his possession of the Demonic Evil, the Xuantian Dharma Image was only a hundred feet tall, and its magical powers were not condensed. This gave Bo Liangzi and the ten or so swordsmen around him the confidence to attack.

Otherwise, if it were any high-level cultivator in the Wanmo Abyss, they would only need to use the Heavenly Demon Order to activate the Dharma Image. Even in the heart of the Jianyin Sect, if there were no saint-level strongmen of the uncle generation to intervene, even with the obstruction of the sword formation, Bo Liangzi and others would have no choice but to watch the Dharma Image leave freely.

Under the current circumstances, Zhu Chunguang's cultivation was insufficient, and he was not acting voluntarily. He was forcibly controlled by the Heavenly Demon Order. Although he summoned the Xuantian Dharma Image, his hundred-foot-long body was not solid, and its power naturally could not compete with the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Qi that was jointly induced by more than a dozen Heavenly-rank high-level cultivators such as Bo Liangzi.

Furthermore, among these dozen or so people was Bo Liangzi, the acting sect leader. Therefore, when the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Qi emerged, wherever its sharp edge passed, it immediately transformed into a giant sword a hundred feet long, obscuring the sky and the sun. The blade pointed directly at Zhu Chunguang. In an instant, the giant sword pierced the Xuantian Dharma Image.

The black demon immediately fought back, punching the giant sword. The hundred-foot-long Dharma image was surrounded by billowing black smoke, and the wind on the broken mountain was filled with a fishy smell. The giant sword was also deflected by the blow and was blasted out of the Dharma image's body. It was unknown how far it flew.

Then, a dozen swordsmen followed closely behind, each wielding a sharp blade. They attacked simultaneously from different directions, their attacks forming a subtle, yet intertwined, formation. They charged directly at the Dharma Image. The sky was filled with intertwined sword energy, a crisscrossing pattern. The endless sharpness of sword intent momentarily unsettled the Xuantian Dharma Image, giving it the faintest sign of imminent collapse.

Seeing this, Bo Liangzi's eyes flickered, invoking a sword technique and rapidly retreating. The piercing hundred-foot-long sword immediately retracted, its sharp edge striking Xuantian Dharma Image from behind. His sword intent was aimed precisely at the pillar behind the Dharma Image's head. If struck, even though Zhu Chunguang was directly at the center of his brow, he would suffer severe collateral damage. Given his cultivation level and the fact that he was not willing to be struck, he would likely be utterly destroyed if struck by the giant sword.

However, at this critical moment, a swordsman beside him seemed to be overcome with sympathy, a look of embarrassment on his face. Although the image looked monstrous, the terror on the face of the person within was palpable, clearly terrified by their own predicament. Furthermore, while the arrival of these two men as disciples had triggered this series of events, nothing was clear yet. Killing them without even asking for the reason clearly contradicted their moral principles.

Therefore, the man immediately shouted loudly, reminding Bo Liangzi not to make a mistake. Although he had a deep hatred for Wan Moyuan, the situation of the two people in front of him was unknown, so it was not appropriate to use a killing move so easily.

He reminded them in time, but Bo Liangzi didn't take it seriously at all. In his opinion, it would be better to kill all the demons in the Wanmo Abyss. The guy in front of him has the Heavenly Demon Order on him. Even if he is not sent by the Wanmo Abyss, he must have something to do with them. Since he can't get rid of this relationship, he might as well kill him! Besides, there is another person who has been locked up, which is just right for finding out the truth. Even if it is found out that the wrong person was killed, he has the Heavenly Demon Order on him, so how wrong can it be? In the worst case, at most he can be compensated in the end.

Thinking of this, Bo Liangzi quickened his movements, and the huge sword that was a hundred feet long became even more powerful. It went straight towards Xuantian Faxiang, and was about to smash his head into pieces.

The man who had tried to dissuade him, upon seeing this, understood that Bo Liangzi had been blinded by hatred, his heart likely already corrupted by his inner demons. Over the years, he had diligently suppressed his inner demons, but this incident was like a fuse, igniting his demonic thoughts. This also explained why the sect leader had asked him to stay at home while the less advanced disciples went off to fight. Bo Liangzi, as the eldest disciple, was left behind. The sect leader had clearly seen through his inner demons and was worried that once he went to the battlefield and stained himself with blood, there would be no turning back.

The man immediately leaped forward and slapped Bo Liangzi on the shoulder, attempting to interrupt his sword technique. Simultaneously, he unleashed a flash of spiritual light from his hand, charging straight into the endless abyss at the bottom of Jianya Mountain.

Bo Liangzi was suddenly shaken by the force, his sword gesture deflected, and his locked aura trembled. The hundred-foot-long sword was affected, and although it pierced the back of the Dharma Image's head, it grazed just between his eyebrows. The residual force of the sword rippled through Zhu Chunguang, who was right between his eyebrows, and he was severely injured. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body was covered in blood.

"What are you doing?" Bo Liangzi asked, his eyes filled with hatred, suppressing his anger. The person next to him shook his head and said, "Brother, are you sober? Do you really want to make a big mistake?"

"Wrong?" Bo Liangzi's eyes narrowed, his inner demons triggered, and he could no longer distinguish right from wrong. His face turned fierce, and he was about to attack again. He formed a sword formula, and the hundred-foot-long sword turned back again, transforming into an invisible sword intent. With the energy of destroying demons, it rushed towards the somewhat collapsed Xuantian Dharma Image like a stream of water.

A sharp edge shot straight up into the sky, its demon-slaying energy, tinged with a lavender glow, transformed into eight strands, surging from all directions and tightly enveloping the Xuantian Dharma Image. Once the Dharma Image was encased within, an overwhelming force shook it directly, like wringing out the water from a towel. The eight strands of force converged into one, squeezing from the outside inward.

A pale purple glow, tinged with green, crackled as the Xuantian Dharma Image was squeezed. The Heavenly Demonic Evil should have been awe-inspiring, but due to Zhu Chunguang's low cultivation and lack of will, he was unable to unleash its true power. Therefore, it was now faintly disintegrating, and it looked as if it was about to collapse.

However, Bo Liangzi was stunned as he watched, and the dozen or so people around him were also surprised. Although the Xuantian Dharma Image was slowly shrinking, its aura only grew stronger. Finally, it was only a dozen feet in size, and it couldn't get any smaller. Moreover, its concentration surpassed the peak aura of ordinary Saint-level auras. It was as if Bo Liangzi's actions had actually cleared it of distractions, and now it had achieved its purpose.

"Is this wrong?" Bo Liangzi asked back indifferently, his eyes revealing an extremely cold look.

The man was momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond. After all, judging by the situation, no one would believe that the person inside wouldn't use the Heavenly Demon Order. This was no longer the passive situation as before. The Dharma Image had become active, clearly no longer a deadly magical power. Even if it looked less powerful than before, the threat it posed was clearly far greater than before.

"Did I misread this?" the man who had tried to dissuade him asked himself, turning to look at the imprisoned Zhu Chunhua. Zhu Chunhua stared at Bo Liangzi with hatred, his eyes filled with disbelief and disappointment, as well as disgust and hatred for Bo Liangzi's ability to kill him. He began to doubt again.

He didn't look like he was pretending, but there was a change in his image. Could there be some hidden secret?

"Of course it's wrong." A dull voice with a hint of laziness interrupted the man's thoughts and everything on the mountain at that moment.

"Uncle Master, don't..." Bo Liangzi was about to retort when the giant sword began to disintegrate, revealing the ten-foot-tall, black Dharma image within. The speaker was none other than a Saint-level uncle from the Sword Hidden Sect, who slowly approached. "There must be something fishy going on here. You're acting so impulsively. If you kill someone innocent, wouldn't that be a violation of the Sword Hidden Sect's moral principles?"

Bo Liangzi was about to argue, but his uncle waved his hand and walked straight towards the Xuantian Dharma Image, which was over ten feet tall. He formed seals with his hands, and a soft light enveloped the Dharma Image. Zhu Chunguang slowly emerged from the Dharma Image, his breath weak, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

After investigating, the uncle said, "He didn't use the Heavenly Demon Order on his own initiative. He must have been tricked." He then looked at Zhu Chunhua and released him from his restraints. "Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Zhu Chunhua calmed down and explained the whole story. It turned out that they were framed. Someone deliberately placed the Heavenly Demon Order on Zhu Chunguang in an attempt to stir up a conflict between the Hidden Sword Sect and the Myriad Demons Abyss.

After hearing this, Bo Liangzi was filled with remorse and apologized to Zhu Chunguang and Zhu Chunhua. His uncle said earnestly, "Despite deep hatred, one must not blind their eyes. One must remain calm." Bo Liangzi nodded gravely and vowed to distinguish right from wrong in the future.