Hunting Immortals and Demons

"Only you, Zhuo Kunsheng, can make breaking a promise sound so gloriously valiant, so shamelessly. Today’s events, I will make it a point to spread them, so everyone can witness the true face of Zhuo Kunsheng."

Chu Tianjiao roared, soaring into the sky, his aura surging, blocking Zhuo Kunsheng’s aura.

King Ming also rushed into the high sky, side by side with Chu Tianjiao, clashing with Jian Wuji’s aura.

Four great powerhouses formed a standoff.

"Chu Long, you lead others in first. We will hold off Zhuo Kunsheng and Jian Wuji."

King Ming telepathically communicated with Chu Long.

"Let’s go. We go in first."

Chu Long’s soul reverberated, his voice resonating in everyone else’s ears. Subsequently, Chu Long took the lead, rushing into the formation gap opened by Zuo Yun.

"Zuo Yun, let’s go in, too."

Lu Yan said to Zuo Yun. The two of them transformed into shapes and followed the rush in.

The rest of the experts from the Mansion of King Ming, especially those in the Primordial Spirit Realm, started to move. There were more than ten of them in total.

Just as Lu Yan and his group rushed into the island, the masters from the Tianjian Sect, the Tianque Sect, and the Fang Family also rushed over.

The number of experts from the three groups combined exceeded twenty. They all rushed towards the gap in the formation.

Shua!

Chu Tianjiao’s war sword vibrated, the sword light breaking through the air, aiming to slash the masters from the three groups. But Zhuo Kunsheng had been watching Chu Tianjiao all along. The moment Chu Tianjiao moved, he also moved, he likewise released a ray of sword light, intercepting Chu Tianjiao’s sword light.

"Zhuo Kunsheng, I’ll deal with you first."

Chu Tianjiao waved his arm, the sword light surged like a pillar holding up the sky, pressing down on Zhuo Kunsheng.

Zhuo Kunsheng showed no fear, counterattacking with his sword. The two began to fight.

On the other side, King Ming vibed his long spear, like a true dragon breaking the sky, aiming at Jian Wuji, and a fierce battle broke out against Jian Wuji.

The Primordial Spirits of the three groups took advantage of this to rush into the gap in the formation and enter the island.

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"Lu Yan, how come you’ve come in too?"

After entering the island, Chu Long scanned with his spiritual sense and found that Lu Yan had also come in, making him slightly surprised.

This place is a battlefield for Primordial Spirits. It’s dangerous for Lu Yan, who’s only in the True Body Realm, to follow in.

"It’s even more dangerous outside. I’d rather try my luck here."

Lu Yan said.

"You stay close to me, don’t run around."

Chu Long said, it was apparent that he was worried about Lu Yan’s safety.

Lu Yan nodded without saying much, and with Zuo Yun, they stayed close to Chu Long.

"Let’s go to the halls on the mountain. If there are any opportunities, they should be there."

Chu Long said.

Their group moved as one, headed towards the mountain peak in the center of the island.

Inside the island, there seemed to be special energy surging, which severely suppressed the spiritual senses. Their spiritual senses spread out but were subjected to an invisible force of repression, making it hard for it to extend outward.

For instance, Lu Yan could now fully spread his spiritual sense to cover a radius of a hundred miles.

Originally, with just his spiritual sense, he could have completely covered the island, unveiling all of its secrets.

But when he released his spiritual sense earlier, he encountered great repression, and it could only extend one mile outward.

The repression was a full hundred-fold.

"The owner of this place must be at least of the He Dao stage. This place is filled with the complete force of Law, incredibly powerful. It not only suppresses spiritual sense, but even True Vigor will be suppressed."

A brawny old man warned.

Lu Yan knew him. He was the overall commander of King Ming’s Forbidden Guard Army, named Lian Chengchao.

As far as he knew, Lian Chengchao’s cultivation level had reached the Peeking Into The Void stage of the Sixth Rotation of the Yuan God. But as his talent was not as good as King Ming’s, Chu Tianjiao’s, or even Chu Long’s, his overall combat power was about the same as Chu Long’s. His fame within the Mansion of King Ming was also comparable to Chu Long’s.

The hearts of everyone present chilled. Indeed, after entering the island, their speed became significantly slower.

With their cultivation level of the Yuan Spirit Realm, they could have spanned a hundred miles in a blink of an eye. But now, after running for a good while, they only managed to cover a dozen miles.

As they continued their trek, some time later, they reached halfway up the mountain.

Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance assaulted their senses.

"This is the scent of Spiritual Medicine."

Everyone’s spirit was stirred.

Could it be that the owner of this place cultivated Spiritual Medicine?

Everyone quickly spotted a medicinal field in front of them.

There weren’t many spiritual medicines planted in the field, only about a hundred or so, but every single one of them was extraordinary and radiant.

There were more than ten spiritual medicines with small spirits materialized from light running around them, appearing just like the Yuan Spirits of martial cultivators.

"Such large medicine..."

Even Chu Long was taken aback.

With their discerning eyes, it wasn’t difficult for them to see that nearly half of the hundreds of spiritual medicines had become treasures of the world. The number of them was greater than that in the medicine garden inside the Tongtian Palace.

And those more-than-ten special spiritual medicines were of even higher value. They could not be compared to ordinary treasures of the world-level spiritual medicine.

The eyes of the people instantly lit up with desire.

But as experts of the Yuan Spirit Realm, who had weathered numerous storms, they did not act rashly. They had all noticed that each individual spiritual medicine was surrounded by an independent array, which seemed to be protecting the spiritual medicine.

"Zuo Yun, what do you think? Can they be deciphered?"

Lu Yan asked Zuo Yun.

"Should not be hard."

Zuo Yun stepped forward, standing in front of a spiritual medicine plant, and carefully observed.

The others who were skilled in Array Patterns also selected a spiritual medicine plant each and started looking for ways to break the arrays.

Just a moment later, Zuo Yun drew his sword and launched a few consecutive stabs into the empty ground surrounding the spiritual medicine.

A few puffing sounds could be heard.

The formation around the spiritual medicine dissipated, becoming invisible.

"The main function of the formation here is to gather the power of heaven and earth, nourish the spiritual medicine, and provide some defensive capabilities. It’s not difficult to break." Zuo Yun explained.

Of course, ’not difficult’ was meant for someone skilled in formations like him. For outsiders, like Lu Yan, they would be utterly confused and clueless.

"Leader Chu Long, please go ahead."

Zuo Yun gestured to Chu Long to pick the spiritual medicine.

"Lu Yan, you pick first. We will distribute it after we go back." Chu Long said.

Lu Yan nodded without refusing. His True Vigor wrapped around the spiritual medicine like silk, pulling it out of the ground and putting it into the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag.

Meanwhile, Zuo Yun had already begun to break the formation of the second spiritual medicine.

In a short while, Zuo Yun had broken the formations of ten spiritual medicines. The other formation masters of the Mansion of King Ming hadn’t even broken five combined, showing the gap between them.

Just then, Lu Yan looked backwards.

About a dozen figures were rushing over rapidly.

"It’s people from the Tianque Sect." Chu Long’s face darkened.

The members of the Tianque Sect saw Lu Yan, Chu Long and the others, but they didn’t retreat. Instead, they raced forward, with two of them exuding an aura as surging as a volcano, instilling terror in their wake.

Buzz!

Chu Long acted without any hesitation, shaking his long spear and instantly thrusting it out nine times.

"Chu Long, let me take you on."

A middle-aged man from the Tianque Sect bellowed. His war sword unsheathed, resplendent sword light burst forth, clashing with Chu Long’s attacks nine times in a row, neither gaining the upper hand. This man was the senior elder of the Tianque Sect and equally as formidable as Chu Long.

"Lian Chengchao, let me take you down."

An elder waved his hands, and a ring flew out quickly, increasing in size and smashing towards Lian Chengchao.

"Zhuge Pipi."

Lian Chengchao snorted coldly. His abdomen glowed as a glistening palace flew out colliding with the ring, creating a terrifying energy wave.

Meanwhile, the other experts from Tianque Sect were targeting Lu Yan, Zuo Yun, and others.

The Mansion of King Ming was surrounded on all sides, requiring their top fighters to defend everywhere, thus not all were able to arrive here. Besides Chu Long and Lian Chengchao, the rest of the insiders were not particularly strong.

The Tianque Sect, allied with the Fang Family and the Tianjian Sect, had come well-prepared with more elite fighters. As a result, the Mansion of King Ming was immediately at a disadvantage.

Spurt!

A formation master from the Mansion of King Ming coughed up blood was forced to retreat heavily wounded.

At this sight, a muscular man wielding a heavy sword charged towards Zuo Yun.

This man was in the third rotation stage of the Yuan spirit, possessing a robust aura. He harnessed the power of heaven and earth, with his sword light piercing the sky targeting Zuo Yun.

"Zuo Yun, concentrate on breaking the formation. Leave these people to me."

Lu Yan sent a message to Zuo Yun, stepping forward and positioning himself in front of Zuo Yun. His fingers shaped like dragon claws cracked the sky and made a grabbing motion.

Bang!

Lu Yan’s claw caught the sword light, preventing it from falling any further.

Then he applied force with his palm, causing the sword light to collapse. The big man retreated several steps, his face filled with surprise. Lu Yan twisted his body, pouncing just like a dragon, towards the big man.

"An expert."

The big man’s heart shuddered. He spurred his strength to its limit, his qi-blood boiling as he slashed out with all his might.

Before he transcended into the Yuan Spirit Realm, he was an Innate Martial Body, condensing the King’s True Body, but he was far less powerful compared to Lu Yan.

Lu Yan’s palm cut horizontally, landing on the heavy sword’s body causing it to tremble. A crack appeared on this spiritual treasure war sword held by the big man, causing him to retreat several steps, his hands leaving the handle of the sword. Lu Yan advanced with a claw, piercing the chest of the big man, shattering his heart.

"You..."

Blood gushed from the big man’s mouth, his face filled with unwillingness. Light burst from his forehead while his soul attempted to escape from his consciousness sea. But Lu Yan opened his mouth and a terrifying shockwave exploded, silencing the cry from the man’s soul and reducing it to dust.

After killing the big man, Lu Yan didn’t stop. He already had a bow and arrow in his hand.

Of course, it wasn’t the Exorcism Bow, Demon Destroying Arrow.

Once the Exorcism Bow, Demon Destroying Arrow, the spiritual treasure of the Martial Ancestor, was exposed, it would stir up people’s covetousness. He would want to keep it hidden until he had enough power to protect himself.

At least, he needed to become one of the strongest under the heavens, like King Ming.

With power, no one would dare to covet, but also be wary.

Whoosh!

An arrow shot out, breaking through the void, aiming at an old lady from the Tianque Sect.

The old woman was originally fully engaged in attacking one of the formation masters from the Mansion of King Ming, who was hanging by a thread. But the threat sensed by her spiritual sense made her abandon her attack and return to a defensive position, plotting towards where the arrow was coming from, chopping out a sword.

But when her war sword was about to hit the arrow, the arrow suddenly changed its course, like a snake, twisted and dodging the war sword, then suddenly accelerated.

Spurt!

The arrow pierced the old woman’s forehead.

The old woman, in the second rotation stage of the Yuan spirit, fell straight back, lifeless.

"Damn it..."

The senior elder from the Tianque Sect, fighting with Chu Long, was filled with rage, he let out an earth-shattering roar. While battling Chu Long, he used the power of heaven and earth to transform into a dazzling sword light that fell from the sky, aiming to kill Lu Yan.