Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"what happened?"

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's sudden change in expression, Mu Qingyan immediately sensed something, then stood up and looked in the direction Duan Zhengchun was looking.

There are people in the mountains!

"A lot of people!"

Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes, staring intently into the depths of the forest, and said something in a low voice.

But before the words were finished, a piercing sound came from deep in the mountains and forests, followed by a dark rain of arrows heading straight for the camp!

"Enemy attack!"

Mu Qingyan shouted, dropped the meat pie in her hand, and rushed towards the wounded.

The entire camp was thrown into chaos as everyone scrambled to find hiding places. Some hid under the carriages, while others hid behind trees!

Some who were too slow were already hit by the whistling arrows!

But the rain of arrows did not stop; it continued to pour down!

Duan Zhengchun raised his hand and the Lingxiao Sword, which was hanging on the back of the white horse not far away, was instantly drawn and fell into his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun leaped into the air, and with a flick of his wrist, a sharp sword aura slashed through the rain of arrows!

With a surging wave of air that flashed by, the rain of arrows flew backward and surged into the mountains and forests!

Several screams echoed from the depths of the mountains and forests!

"Get ready to meet the enemy!"

Duan Zhengchun spoke coldly while still in mid-air.

Soon, dozens of assassins in black suddenly emerged from the depths of the forest, shouting and charging forward!

The two sides clashed in the blink of an eye!

This was a premeditated ambush!

Duan Zhengchun's face was ashen as he frantically flashed through the crowd with the Lingxiao Sword in his hand. Wherever he went, black-clad assassins fell to the ground like weeds!

Immediately afterwards, all the remaining assassins rushed towards Duan Zhengchun as if they didn't care about their lives, ignoring Duan Zhengchun's strength, and seemingly only wanting to kill him!

But in Duan Zhengchun's eyes now, these cultivators have long since become the ants they once regarded as Duan Zhengchun!

Before long, all the assassins lay on the ground, and only a handful were still breathing!

Duan Zhengchun stood amidst the corpses, covered in blood and expressionless, looking as terrifying as a god of death, making people afraid to approach him.

Mu Qingyan walked straight up to them, ripped off the veils covering the faces of several assassins, and frowned with a serious expression.

"You're from the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect?!"

Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingyan looked at the assassins who were struggling on the ground with some surprise and asked them a question in a cold voice.

None of the remaining people dared to answer; they simply struggled desperately to move their bodies backward, their eyes filled with endless fear as they looked at Duan Zhengchun.

"Do you know them?"

Duan Zhengchun shook off the bloodstains on the sword and asked a question indifferently.

"The Myriad Laws Immortal Sect is the third largest sect in the Heavenly Domain, but they have always kept to themselves and the Heavenly Gate. I can't understand why they suddenly sent so many people to intercept and kill us!"

Mu Qingyan looked serious and asked, puzzled.

"They're after me!"

Duan Zhengchun said coldly and walked straight toward the struggling assassins.

He understood the principle of "to cut the weeds, you must nip them in the bud" long ago!

It wasn't that he was afraid of retaliation from the enemy, but rather that he wanted to tell those who wanted revenge!

Anyone who even entertains the thought of killing him must die!

Just then, two gusts of wind suddenly swept in, and then two more people appeared from the depths of the forest, landing steadily ten steps away from Duan Zhengchun.

They were two elderly men with white hair and beards, who looked to be of extraordinary status, but they did not have the so-called otherworldly air about them. Instead, they exuded a sinister chill!

"The Twin Venerables of the Sun and Moon?!"

"Young Master Duan, be careful! They are elders of the Holy Gate, their cultivation level second only to the Holy Gate Master!"

"I never imagined that the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect would also become a lackey of the Holy Gate!"

Mu Qingyan, standing to the side, was on high alert and hurriedly reminded Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun stared coldly at the Sun and Moon Venerables, his face showing no emotion. He hadn't expected that this ambush was indeed aimed at him!

They remained vigilant day and night throughout the journey, but the enemy never appeared. Unexpectedly, the enemy finally chose to show themselves just as they were about to return to Tianmen!

It seems the other side was waiting for them to lower their guard!

"You're that martial artist from the mortal realm?!"

One of them gave Duan Zhengchun a cold look from head to toe and asked him a question without expression.

"He is now the thirteenth elder of my Heavenly Gate! He is no longer a mere warrior!"

Before Duan Zhengchun could speak, Mu Qingyan spoke first.

She did this to tell the other party that Duan Zhengchun was now a member of Tianmen, and at the elder level, and that Tianmen would never stand idly by if anything happened!

However, the Sun and Moon Venerables seemed completely unconcerned, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they looked at Duan Zhengchun.

"You killed the Holy Son of the Holy Gate; you'll have to pay for this sooner or later!"

"If you know what's good for you, obediently come back with us to accept your punishment, so you can avoid physical suffering!"

The other man stared coldly at Duan Zhengchun and said in a deep voice.

"You'll have to see if you have the ability to take me!"

Duan Zhengchun said coldly, and with a sudden swing of his Lingxiao Sword, the Wanfa Immortal Sect members who had been lying in pools of blood, thinking they had finally found their saviors, collapsed and died instantly!

"court death!"

The first person to speak shouted and suddenly rushed towards Duan Zhengchun, as fast as lightning!

Duan Zhengchun dared not be negligent and immediately used all his skills to fight his opponent!

In the back-and-forth exchanges, every move was fraught with danger!

However, even though Duan Zhengchun had used all his strength, he still couldn't hurt his opponent in the slightest!

Only at this moment did he truly realize that his cultivation level was far from sufficient, and he was still far behind true masters!

"Yan'er! You take the people and leave first!"

"If I can't go back, please take good care of them for me!"

In the midst of the battle, Duan Zhengchun raised his voice to remind them.

He doesn't want everyone to lose their lives here today!

"I won't leave!"

"We'll live together, we'll die together!"

However, Mu Qingyan decisively rejected Duan Zhengchun and immediately drew her sword and charged into the battle, joining forces with Duan Zhengchun to deal with the Holy Sect elder!

However, even though the two of them joined forces, they were still no match for each other. Moreover, after only a few rounds, Mu Qingyan was injured and staggered backward!

"Come on!"

Duan Zhengchun roared and unleashed the talisman array and the Divine Firmament Sword simultaneously, unleashing a full-force attack!

However, a moment later, he was struck hard in the chest and fell into the pile of corpses, never to get up again!

Another elder, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, suddenly appeared in front of them, took control of Duan Zhengchun, and easily hoisted him onto his shoulder.

Duan Zhengchun's face turned deathly pale, and he was completely powerless to resist.

What about the rest of the people?

The elder who injured Duan Zhengchun glanced at Mu Qingyan and the dozen or so Tianmen disciples, and asked a cold question.

“She is different from this kid. After all, this kid has just joined Tianmen. Although he has good talent, he is still an outsider.”

"But she is the Holy Maiden of Tianmen. We can't completely break ties with Tianmen. Even if she's lucky today, we'll spare her life for now!"

The man carrying Duan Zhengchun sneered and turned to leave.

The remaining person smiled and disappeared into the forest in a flash.

Mu Qingyan struggled to get up from the ground, glanced in the direction where the Sun and Moon Venerables had left, and then immediately rushed to Duan Zhengchun's white horse.

"Get out of here immediately! I need to go back and report!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Qingyan rode her white horse and galloped towards Tianmen.

The calm and gentle smile on Duan Zhengchun's face before he was arrested remained vivid in her mind.

...

Holy Gate.

In the water dungeon, Duan Zhengchun, covered in blood, was suspended on a rack, his hands and feet bound by iron chains, his face completely devoid of color.

Since being captured and brought back to the Holy Gate, he has been imprisoned here and subjected to severe torture.

He had no idea how long he had been imprisoned; he only knew that he could no longer feel pain from the wounds on his body.

The enemy did not deal with him immediately, but seemed to enjoy torturing him, just to make him admit his mistakes.

The death of the Holy Son of the Holy Gate seems to have driven the members of the Holy Gate into madness, especially the Sun and Moon Venerables, since the Holy Son was their personally trained disciple.

Just then, footsteps sounded again, and Elder Mingche, who had returned, led his men back into the water dungeon once more.

The Sun and Moon Venerables are the First Elder and Second Elder of the Holy Sect, named Mingyuan and Mingche respectively.

And this Mingche is the most ruthless one!

"So? Are you willing to bow your head and admit your mistake?!"

Mingche looked coldly at Duan Zhengchun and asked expressionlessly.

Duan Zhengchun remained silent, staring intently into Mingche's eyes, his gaze filled with murderous intent, yet his resolve remained unwavering...