Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 388: Dual Secrets (First Update)
Relying on the flying convenience of the Thousand-Armed Centipede, Su Jie attacked the three camps of Yiliu, Dingsan and Dingba one after another in just one night.

The number of people in these camps varies, with the smallest number being around a hundred and the largest being around two hundred.

However, in front of Su Jie, there is no difference whether there are one hundred or two hundred disciples in the Soul Formation Realm.

Su Jie's solution was also very simple and crude. He first bombed the camp from a high position together with the Thousand-Handed Centipede, blowing people and horses to pieces. Then he let the disciples of Guiling Palace go up to clean up the mess.

Through this method, Su Jie's attack went extremely smoothly.

By dawn, the outline of the sun had appeared on the horizon, and Su Jie had arrived above the last target camp, Camp Ding Twelve.

"Why is this camp so large?"

In the sky, Su Jie discovered that the scale of the Ding Twelve Camp was very abnormal. It was several times larger than the previous camps.

Just when Su Jie was still thinking about whether to take action, he didn't expect a loud shout to come from below.

"Who is this demon cultivator who dares to come to my door and seek death?"

Along with this roar, two figures quickly rose into the air from the ground.

Su Jie narrowed his eyes, knowing that he had encountered elders from the Secret Treasure Realm, and there were two of them.

Two middle-aged men flew into the sky. One of them was short and wore a loose Taoist robe, with a look of great intimidation in his eyes.

A man was tall and straight, carrying a blue sword on his back, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and as his hair fluttered, there was a fine sword energy spreading and shattering.

"Secret Treasure Realm, still two."

"It's over. How could there be two secret treasure realms here at the same time?"

The disciple of Guiling Palace who was riding on the back of the Thousand-Armed Centipede had a terrified look on his face, as if he was about to face a disaster.

Although Su Jie is also in the Secret Treasure Realm, in a two-on-one situation, in the eyes of these Soul Condensation Realm disciples, Su Jie is at a huge disadvantage.

"The Corpse Hand Man Tu Sujie, it turns out to be you, you have actually been promoted to the Secret Treasure Realm."

The short statured elder of the Secret Treasure Realm is called Zhang Xin, and he is an elder of the Zixia Sect.

After seeing Su Jie's face, he immediately recognized Su Jie's identity.

"Heh, we are really lucky today. It turns out to be this little devil. It's just the right time to give Elder Zhuang Liangru an explanation."

The elder from the Secret Treasure Realm carrying a blue sword laughed heartily. His name was Bian Yannan, the elder from the Guanchao Pavilion.

Guanchao Pavilion and Su Jie can be considered old enemies. The Yuyang True Body Du Shaochang, whom Su Jie killed, was the favorite student of Guanchao Pavilion's supreme elder Zhuang Liangru.

For this reason, the supreme elder of the Daotai realm even issued a special warrant of 100,000 spirit stones for Su Jie's arrest.

In Bian Yannan's opinion, if he could deal with Su Jie, the spirit stone reward would be nothing, but being able to make friends with Zhuang Liangru, the supreme elder of the Daotai realm, would be of great value.

"I actually ran into two elders directly."

Su Jie raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at the camp on the ground that was alarmed. Hundreds of righteous disciples ran out of it.

However, since they cannot fly, they obviously cannot help or participate in the battles between the secret realms.

"Su Jie, today is the day you die. You killed so many disciples of my sect. I will use your head as a sacrifice."

With every word Bian Yannan spoke, the blue flying sword behind him would advance an inch.

"Tianhai Gangjian, go!"

When the flying sword was completely away from his back, Bian Yannan waved his fingers, and the sword body burst into a dazzling blue color. The sound of surging waves spread through the void. The sword force squeezed the air, stirred spiritual power, and swept in wind and clouds.

This is actually a flying sword of top-grade magical weapon level. Newly promoted elders usually cannot afford top-grade magical weapons, and Bian Yannan at least does not belong to this level.

"Baby please turn around!"

Su Jie slapped the sword-raising gourd on his waist, and a white light came out of the gourd mouth.

The White Bone Sky Evil Sword pierced through the clouds and the air, confronting the Tianhai Gang Sword head-on. As they collided and entangled with each other, the sonic boom of the sword's vibration spread in all directions, and the sky was filled with two interlaced light shadows, one blue and one white.

Those disciples in the Soul Condensation Realm could not see the movements of the flying swords at all. They could only hear the sonic booms. The shock waves set off a twelve-level gale, and the torn and shattered sword energy made their cheeks hurt.

"Yes, a top-grade magical weapon."

Bian Yannan was slightly stunned. The appearance of the White Bone Sky-Devil Sword surprised him very much. Then his eyes lit up.

"I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain. I was able to obtain an extra flying sword trophy that is a top-grade magical weapon."

The smile on Bian Yannan's face became even wider, because the flying sword is the number one magic weapon for attack, and a top-grade flying sword would cost at least 100,000 spirit stones. Adding the value of Su Jie's head, Bian Yannan thought that he would become rich today.

Zhang Xin was eager to make a move, he also wanted to get a piece of the pie. You know, he didn't have any top-grade magic weapon yet, because he was only at the first level of the Secret Treasure Realm and his foundation was a bit lacking.

"Elder Zhang, just watch the battle from the sidelines. This demon has a deep hatred for my Guanchao Pavilion, so I should deal with it."

However, Bian Yannan seemed to see through his thoughts and immediately refused Zhang Xin's help.

Zhang Xin's face turned dark. It was obvious that Bian Yannan wanted to keep it for himself. Fortunately, after the war, he got Su Jie's biggest trophy legitimately.

"This man has made a great name for himself. Elder Bian should not be careless."

Zhang Xin suppressed his anger. After all, Guanchao Pavilion was the number one sect in Qingzhou, and Bian Yannan's cultivation was also higher than his. He did not dare to show his dissatisfaction openly, but reminded him secretly, wanting to intervene in the battle.

"Elder Zhang, if I can't deal with a demon cultivator who has just been promoted, then I have lived for nothing."

Bian Yannan smiled confidently, and looked at Su Jie with the eyes of a fat sheep.

In Bian Yannan's opinion, his cultivation level of the second level of the Secret Treasure Realm was enough to defeat Su Jie. The other party might have just been promoted and had not even reached the first level of the Secret Treasure Realm. He only had the realm of the Secret Treasure Realm and had not yet cultivated a spirit within his body.

As long as he moves quickly, he can capture Su Jie and then hand him over to Zhuang Liangru for a reward. He has no intention of giving Zhang Xin any share of the profits.

"You guys are going too far!"

Su Jie was distracted while controlling the White Bone Sky Demon Sword and heard the conversation between Bian Yannan and Zhang Xin. It seemed that he had not been out since he entered the Secret Hidden Realm, and no one knew that he had killed Zou Minzun. No one knew his true combat power.

But this is just right, as we don't have to worry about them running away first, which would make it difficult to chase them.

"Hmph, demon cultivator, just submit to your punishment obediently, the sea will collapse!"

Bian Yannan made some hand gestures, and the "Canglang Fa" scripture of Guanchao Pavilion was activated, blessing the Tianhai Gang Sword.

This Tianhai Gang Sword was specially made to cooperate with the Canglang Method to make the flying sword more powerful. The clouds in the sky seemed to have turned into a blue sea, with layers of clouds and mist sparkling, and the Tianhai Gang Sword was immersed in the clouds and mist.

The next moment, thousands of flying swords drilled down from the sea of ​​clouds, forming a blue sword dragon, baring its fangs and claws, roaring in the void, tearing through the clouds and heading straight for Su Jie.

"Xiaoqian!"

Su Jie's face was grim and he shouted.

When it comes to flying sword fighting, Su Jie is still a bit inferior. Guiling Palace does not rely mainly on flying swords, and the mid-grade sword-raising gourd has limited effect on the White Bone Sky Evil Sword.

Unless Su Jie is willing to use his own soul, attach his soul to the White Bone Sky Demon Sword, and control the sword with his soul, he will be able to suppress the opponent.

But there was still a Zhang Xin at the scene, so Su Jie didn't dare to leave his body and stayed there motionless with his physical body.

In that case, even if he was protected by the Wedding Dress Ghost and the Thousand-Armed Centipede, if the others had any trump cards, Su Jie would not be able to respond, and his physical body would become a sitting duck.

Su Jie made a more cautious choice and there was no need to compete with the other party in flying swords.

I am a poison master who plays with insects, and insects are my main business.

Hearing Su Jie's call, the Thousand-Armed Centipede's six pairs of wings vibrated, and amid the exclamations of countless Guiling Palace disciples, it flipped over, leaving behind the many Guiling Palace disciples on its back, and rushed towards the Sword Light Canglong.

"Help!"

"Ahhh!"

"I'm going to fall to my death!"

These Ghost Ridge Palace disciples were terrified as they looked at the rapidly approaching ground, thinking that they were going to be thrown to death and become innocent victims of the battle in the Secret Treasure Realm.

But at this moment, millions of human-faced moths flew out from the insect-control bag on Su Jie's waist.

The human-faced moths stuck together tightly, forming a thick insect blanket that wrapped up the Guiling Palace disciples and landed on the ground.

Before these Guiling Palace disciples who had landed could catch their breath, they met eyes with the righteous disciples from the Ding Twelve Camp in front of them.

The two sides met each other, the atmosphere was awkward for a few seconds, and almost spontaneously, they each raised their weapons and rushed towards each other.

Su Jie's millions of human-faced moths also turned into rolling clouds of insects and chose to attack head-on, madly biting and devouring every righteous disciple.

The human-faced moth, the most common and inferior poisonous insect, has undergone a qualitative change after its number has increased.

Especially since most ordinary disciples lacked the means to kill in groups, the human-faced moths completely ignored them. Even if some of them were killed, due to their terrifying numbers, the resistance of the righteous disciples could not make much of a splash and they were overwhelmed by the swarm in the blink of an eye.

Caught in the swarm of insects, all of these righteous disciples screamed, but the screams only lasted for a few seconds and then there was no sound, because their bodies had been eaten by the human-faced moths until nothing was left.

Many righteous disciples can only use protective magic shields to hold on, but they will also be destroyed by the corrosive acid of the human-faced moths, not to mention that there are a large number of low-quality and medium-quality human-faced moths among them.

These low-quality and medium-quality human-faced moths carefully cultivated by Su Jie are like generals in the insect swarm, specifically targeting those tough nuts to crack.

Like the inner disciples of the righteous path, these low-grade and medium-grade poisonous insects will swarm over and work together with a large number of human-faced moths to tear the enemy to pieces.

The disciples of Guiling Palace, who were originally a little nervous, found themselves becoming mere bystanders, and the entire ground battlefield was completely dominated by the human-faced moth.

Wherever the cloud of insects passed, there was no grass growing on the ground, and they didn't have much chance to attack.

"Asshole, you dare to bully the weak and slaughter disciples with the status of Secret Treasure Realm."

Zhang Xin became furious upon seeing this scene. Seeing that his disciples were killed and injured in large numbers, he could no longer sit still. He planned to retaliate and kill the disciples of Guiling Palace.

With his cultivation level in the Secret Treasure Realm, killing ordinary disciples is as easy as killing chickens.

"Elder Zhang, come and help me, this beast is very difficult to deal with."

However, just as Zhang Xin was about to retaliate, he suddenly heard Bian Yannan's anxious cry for help.

Zhang Xin's face was filled with shock, and he saw that the sword light Canglong, who had just controlled the Tianhai Gang sword, was now at an absolute disadvantage.

In the fight between Jianguang Canglong and Thousand-Handed Centipede, the Thousand-Handed Centipede's body was extremely hard, and even if Jianguang Canglong collided with it, it could only cause a wound of several tens of centimeters.

Such a wound would be fatal to an ordinary person, but for a 120-meter-long Thousand-Handed Centipede, it is not even a skin injury, and the speed of the injury is not even as fast as the Thousand-Handed Centipede's self-healing speed.

After the Thousand-Armed Centipede was injured, it completely enraged this middle-grade six-refined poisonous insect.

Its pale corpse hands fell off one by one, tightly grasping the old sword light. Although the corpse hands were constantly being torn apart, the corpse hands themselves were splitting at a faster speed.

In just a few breaths, the Sword Light Blue Dragon had been completely wrapped by the corpse hand. The corpse hand continued to collapse under internal pressure, destroying the Sword Light Blue Dragon and revealing the true form of the Tianhai Gang Sword.

Just as Bian Yannan was about to take back the flying sword, the Thousand-Armed Centipede had already opened its bloody mouth, and its two pairs of razor-like jaws bit the Tianhai Gang Sword tightly. No matter how Bian Yannan controlled it, he could not escape the Thousand-Armed Centipede's bloody mouth.

Instead, this top-grade flying sword made crackling sounds and fine cracks appeared on the sword body. It was actually about to be bitten to pieces by the Thousand-Armed Centipede.

Bian Yannan was so anxious that his face turned pale. He threw out several magical weapons and talismans in succession. However, the quality of the magical weapons and talismans he threw out was not high enough. The Thousand-Handed Centipede was too lazy to even take a second look at them and directly ignored them. They could not cause much damage anyway.

In this situation, Bian Yannan could only use his magic while asking Zhang Xin for help. What he said just now about being able to suppress Su Jie now became a joke.

"Elder Bian, didn't you say you could do it yourself? Why do you need to ask me for help?"

Zhang Xin originally had a mocking tone in his voice, but when he saw the current situation, he suddenly felt unbelievable.

Bian Yannan has reached the second level of the Secret Treasure Realm. Even if Su Jie has been promoted to the Secret Treasure Realm, it has only been a short time. How could he possibly defeat Bian Yannan?

But such a thing really happened, Zhang Xin had to believe it, and a sense of worry arose in his heart.

Because his strength is only at the first level of the Secret Hidden Realm, weaker than Bian Yannan. If he cannot suppress this little devil, the consequences will be...
"What an arrogant devil! Take my thunderbolt!"

With this thought in mind, Zhang Xin did not dare to be negligent, nor did he have the intention to laugh at Bian Yannan. He mobilized the fundamental mental method of Zixia Sect, the Wanxiang Tianwei Zhenfa, and borrowed the power of heaven for his own use.

Dark clouds covered the sky and pressed down, thunder surged, and tore into rivers of lightning, bombarding Su Jie with great force.

Su Jie looked up at the long river of lightning and smiled coldly: "You are just showing off your skills in front of an expert."

Boom!

Thousands of thunders bloomed around Su Jie, like a blooming thunder lotus. Its extreme beauty was filled with a breath of destruction. It easily annihilated the long river of lightning that covered it, and went upstream, directly bombarding Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin wanted to dodge, but it was too late. His blood, energy and spiritual power had not yet recovered. In short, he had not yet recovered from the stiffness caused by the CD of his ultimate move, and his reaction speed was more than a beat slower.

(End of this chapter)