Tianhai Fairy Journey

Chapter 1524 Encirclement and Assassination, Appearance

The outer perimeter of Shuangyang Sea.

An endless surge of spiritual light shone brightly, illuminating the heavens and the earth, directly confronting the vast darkness and ghostly realm on the other side, dividing the entire sea and the world in two.

at the same time.

Endless, ferocious ghostly cries echoed across every corner of the battlefield, the roar of battle intertwined with various screams and howls, composing a tragic song of heaven and earth.

Compared to the battlefield of the Golden Demon Kingdom.

This sea area, a battlefield between heaven and earth, is even more cruel and bloody, like a giant maw of heaven and earth, devouring everything.

The massive army of cultivators who came to their aid from all directions, including a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators, were quickly melted and reduced to ashes.

A corner of the outer battlefield.

boom! boom!
Above a spirit island, massive golden seals rained down, annihilating countless approaching ghosts and spirits.

Countless shrill screams rang out, and a large number of ghosts turned to ashes.

The skies above the island transformed into even more intense battlefields, with Nascent Soul True Monarchs stationed there clashing with Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators from the Ghost King Sect.

"die!"

A sinister laugh rang out, and two white bone claws descended from the sky, instantly piercing through a large area of ​​the blue light and mysterious patterns barrier, and continued to approach an old man dressed in a grass and wood Taoist robe below.

"Kikuen!"

The old man in the grass and wood Taoist robe roared angrily.

The entire Taoist robe instantly shone with spiritual light, bursting forth with a torrent of vibrant life force. Countless phantoms of spiritual trees solidified and instantly transformed into a forest of spiritual trees.

Countless verdant branches intertwined, transforming into long, blue whips that simultaneously lifted up the descending white bone claws.

"Still trying to resist!"

The sinister laughter continued, and the Nascent Soul Demon Lord, who had been hiding behind the scenes, then appeared.

Then, it summoned another enormous white bone club and slammed it down towards the illusory forest of spirit trees below. Boom! Boom! A large swathe of the spirit tree forest instantly collapsed.

In a short while, the old man dressed in a Taoist robe made of grass and wood was already in dire straits.

At the same time, two screams rang out simultaneously.

However, in the nearby battlefield, a mid-stage Nascent Soul True Monarch and another early-stage Nascent Soul True Monarch were both severely injured and besieged by several Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators. They died instantly, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and even their souls were instantly captured.

Not long after the fierce battle broke out, the core of the entire defensive line already showed signs of collapse.

"Am I destined to perish here today?!"

In the heart of the crumbling Spirit Tree Forest, an old man in a Taoist robe, dressed in grass and wood, looked on with despair.

Even now, he still can't understand why the Ghost King Sect, which used to have a weak foundation, has become so terrifying, with the number of Nascent Soul demon cultivators in its ranks more than doubling.

In addition, countless ancient and terrifying spirits occasionally join the battlefield, devouring one side of the enemy.

This was not only a question in his mind, but also the biggest puzzle in the minds of countless sects and forces within the Shuangyang Sea Defense Line.

After the war broke out, the entire Ghost King Sect, like a dark demonic tide that had accumulated over countless years, instantly swept across the entire battlefield, revealing an unstoppable force.

"die!"

A cold laugh rang in the ears of the old man in the grass and wood robe, like a summons from hell.

boom! boom! boom!
Two white bone claws and a white bone club worked together to completely destroy the entire forest of spirit trees, and then fell in a cross pattern, instantly blocking even the escape route.

Seeing this, the old man in the grass and wood robe also went berserk, accelerating his charge towards the mid-Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator.

Since the other party is not giving him a way out, he will take the other party down with him even if he dies.

"Coming here to die willingly?"

The mid-Nascent Soul stage demon lord sneered, extending his two withered hands and quickly forming hand seals.

Woo! Woo! Woo!
The massive white bone club flew backward, crashing down on the old man in the grass and wood Taoist robe. Countless pitiful wails and howls echoed across the battlefield, transforming into a divine soul attack that instantly disturbed the old man's mind.

Just as the old man in the grass and wood Taoist robe was about to die on the spot.

A figure in black robes had already appeared on the battlefield.

Countless dark lights, capable of devouring all things, instantly shone forth, carrying with them a vast expanse of deathly silence and darkness, shooting towards each and every demonic cultivator.

"This is!"

The old man in the herbal Taoist robe, who had just recovered from his mental confusion, suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief.

But then, the ferocious Nascent Soul stage demon lord in front of them was pierced by a black light and instantly perished on the spot.

The originally fierce battlefield suddenly quieted down in the moment he lost his focus.

The old man in the grass and wood Taoist robe subconsciously looked around at the battlefield.

But all that could be seen were the once ferocious Nascent Soul demonic cultivators, whose life force had long since dissipated. Pierced by streaks of black light, they floated eerily on the battlefield like puppets on strings.

At the same time, under his gaze, a young figure in black robes soared into the sky once more and disappeared in an instant.

The myriad black lights dissipated, and the figures of Nascent Soul demon cultivators fell from the sky.

The departing young figure in black robes was like the embodiment of death, appearing and disappearing without a trace, yet taking the lives of a group of Nascent Soul demon cultivators.

"It's him!"

"It's that True Lord Guanming!"

The old man in the grass and wood Taoist robe had a look of relief at surviving the disaster, but also of fear and shock.

Unexpectedly, all the rumors circulating on the battlefield were true. The eldest disciple of Qingxuan Zhenjun was incredibly powerful, having taken the lives of several mid-Nascent Soul demon cultivators with just a few gestures.

Early in the course of the great war, a new name resounded throughout the battlefield – Guan Ming Zhenjun.

Legend has it that Guan Ming Zhenjun went deep into the battlefield and killed countless demonic cultivators, including many powerful cultivators at the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Of course, there was another reason why such news spread so quickly: Guan Ming Zhenjun was the eldest disciple of the master of the cultivation world in the eastern sea region.

"It now seems that Guan Ming Zhenjun is even more powerful than the legends suggest. His strength is probably approaching that of a late-stage Nascent Soul expert. In this battlefield where late-stage Nascent Soul level experts have not yet personally entered the fray, he is absolutely invincible."

"Clear the battlefield immediately and retreat to the rear!"

After regaining his composure, the old man in the grass and wood robe didn't have time to think much and immediately issued a new order.

The Ghost King Sect's offensive was fierce and unstoppable, and orders had been given to abandon the outer defenses.
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In a corner of the naval battlefield, a black light streaked across the sky and earth, leaving no trace behind.

"It seems that your worries have come true!"

Guan Ming's calm face showed a hint of contemplation.

The current battlefield situation is almost one-sided, with the outermost defensive line collapsing rapidly as the Ghost King Sect erupts.

"It must be closely related to the demonic cultivator camp in Dongxing Xuanhai, otherwise the Ghost King Sect could never have become so powerful!"

For a moment, Guan Ming's eyes flickered slightly.

More importantly, none of the demonic cultivators who appeared in this war came from the Demonic Food Sect.

The Demon Devouring Sect is the ancient demonic sect that has now appeared in the northern region of the Eastern Star Profound Sea, and is also the new ruler of that vast demonic domain.

"Could it be true, as Master's wife said, that there is more than one ancient demonic sect in the Eastern Star Profound Sea that is comparable to the Ghost King Sect, and that the one colluding with the Ghost King Sect might be some terrifying demonic sect that has not yet appeared in the world?" At the same time.

Guan Ming also arrived at his destination - Fangqiu Island.

Looking into the distance, an archipelago appeared at the edge of the sea, with a large, square spirit island at its center.

By this time, the archipelago had already been transformed into a brutal battlefield.

Countless demonic cultivators traversed the area, constantly clashing with the garrison stationed on these islands.

Fangqiu Island defense line is also one of the core defense lines in the entire outer battlefield.

His purpose in this trip was to help relieve the siege of Fangqiu Island and escort the garrisoned army of cultivators to retreat to the rear defense line.

Guan Ming moved slightly, accelerating as he swept across the outer battlefield and landed on Fangqiu Island in the central area.

The battlefield on Fangqiu Island is of paramount importance.

As he ventured deeper, the situation on the core battlefield ahead quickly came into view.

The thick, azure sea of ​​clouds surrounding Fangqiu Island, formed by the great formation, continued to dissipate, and numerous Nascent Soul demon cultivators unleashed their respective methods to continuously besiege the great formation.

If it weren't for the group of Nascent Soul True Monarchs stationed on the island desperately appearing to stop those Nascent Soul demonic cultivators, the great formation would have collapsed at any moment. Judging from the situation, if he had arrived any later, the entire island would probably have fallen.

"Where do you think you're going? I'm going to feed your bodies to my little baby!"

On a small island below, the great formation had long since collapsed, and a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator's arrogant and savage laughter echoed as he relentlessly hunted down the numerous Golden Core cultivators who were trying to escape.

Seeing this, Guan Ming waved his hand, and two black beams of light fell like sharp blades, instantly killing the Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator.

After doing all this, Guan Ming accelerated and rushed towards the central battlefield.

Fangqiu Island battlefield.

Just as numerous Nascent Soul demonic cultivators were frantically besieging the great formation.

A long black rainbow descended from the sky, instantly attracting countless eyes.

"True Lord Guan Ming has arrived to provide support. Let's break out of the formation together!"

The two Nascent Soul stage cultivators stationed on Fangqiu Island seemed to have received the news beforehand. They immediately roared and led a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators out of the formation to fight against the Nascent Soul demonic cultivators on the outer perimeter.

Just as Guan Ming was about to make his move.

A distress call came quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Guan Ming, save me!"

A middle-aged man in a golden robe rushed toward Guan Ming with a look of fear on his face, while a fierce-looking black-robed demon cultivator was chasing after him.

Two figures approached Guan Ming simultaneously, one after the other, and arrived in front of him in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Guan Ming, please save me!"

The middle-aged man in the golden robe already had a pleading look on his face.

However, Guan Ming remained standing quietly in place, showing no intention of offering any assistance.

Just as the middle-aged man in the golden robe continued to approach, a large swath of black light suddenly shone out, directly enveloping him.

"You want to kill me?"

The middle-aged man in the golden robe stared at Guan Ming in disbelief. But just as a large amount of black light continued to fall on him, a powerful black demonic light suddenly erupted from the middle-aged man in the golden robe, who was originally at the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

"As expected of Qingxuan Zhenjun's eldest disciple, you actually discovered me!"

The middle-aged man in the golden robe transformed into a strange demonic cultivator covered in dark demonic patterns, with a hint of surprise in his dark demonic eyes.

Guan Ming ignored him and glanced to the side.

But then two dark, demonic rainbows, radiating considerable pressure, simultaneously flanked from the sides, as if everything had been planned in advance.

"So you've been waiting for me all this time!"

Guan Ming said calmly, his expression expressionless.

At this moment, he understood perfectly well that the Ghost King Sect had long since discovered his whereabouts and was deliberately surrounding Fangqiu Island without attacking, forcing him to come and provide support.

The strange demonic cultivator who had just pretended to ambush him was actually a top-tier demonic cultivator approaching the late Nascent Soul stage.

As for the other two demonic cultivators who came to flank them, they were also at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm.

According to the information requested by Fangqiu Island, there are two peak Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators on the entire battlefield, and those two are currently fighting against two peak Nascent Soul stage merchant elders stationed at the front of the battlefield.

It could be said that these three powerful demonic cultivators were waiting for him to arrive.

"Not bad!"

The leading demonic cultivator, whose body was covered in eerie black markings, chuckled and nodded: "We've been waiting for you!"

"The eldest disciple of True Monarch Qingxuan, what an extraordinary status! If you are slain and sacrificed to the flag, I believe it will make my name resound throughout the battlefield!"

"I am the Dry-Skinned Demon Lord!"

As they spoke, the Dry-Skinned Demon Lord turned his curiosity and asked, "But before you die, can you tell me how you discovered my disguise?"

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak of the early stage has the right to call me a fellow Daoist?" Guan Ming said indifferently.

Not to mention the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, even the peak of the mid-Nascent Soul stage experts on the battlefield dare not address him as a fellow Daoist. Only the Grand Elder of Shuangyang Palace and the core high-level elders of the three major families within the Daoyuan Chamber of Commerce dare to address him in this way.

This was not something he did intentionally; it was simply a matter of the difference in strength and status.

Of course, with his powerful senses as a sorcerer, he had already seen through the other party's disguise as soon as the other party continued to approach.

"I see!"

Dry-skinned Demon Lord shook his head: "I had forgotten your status and identity, fellow Daoist!"

"Which demonic sect do you come from?"

Guan Ming also voiced his curiosity.

To be honest, the other party's disguise was quite remarkable. An ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would not have been able to detect anything amiss. Despite being a demonic cultivator, he was able to disguise himself as a Nascent Soul True Monarch, and with almost no flaws.

It is quite obvious that the other party is very likely from a hidden ancient demonic sect that is no less powerful than the Ghost King Sect.

"Very well, I shall be the Dry-Skinned Demon Lord of the Demon Skin Sect!"

The Dry-Skinned Demon Lord sneered, "But it seems you won't have a chance to spread this news!"

call!call!
The two Nascent Soul stage peak demon lords beside them sneered at the same time, but they did not launch an attack directly. Instead, they simultaneously made hand seals, and a vast amount of dark ghost energy erupted from their chests.

Two enormous, ancient ghostly spirits, each over a hundred feet tall, stepped out from the ghostly mist.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The two enormous, ancient ghostly spirits were like physical entities, emanating a heavy, chilling pressure. The single horn on their heads kept flashing, as if it could pierce through the heavens and the earth.

"It seems you are very well prepared, having two ancient ghost spirits who are approaching the late stage of the fourth rank."
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Just as the battle in the Shuangyang sea area broke out in full force.

In an unknown corner of the sea.

A young figure in a green robe has also appeared on the battlefield.