Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 390 Wei Ji
"Well, these are"

When passing by a tent, Su Jie smelled a strong stench of corpse.

When Su Jie lifted the door curtain and walked in, he saw a strange scene.

Inside the tent, there were hundreds of corpses piled up, mostly young and strong men. Judging from their clothes and calluses on their hands, most of them were ordinary civilians, not cultivators, nor martial artists.

The postures of all the corpses were quite strange. They were kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered, and there were no wounds on their bodies.

“This is the breath of the Tao.”

Su Jie squatted down to examine the corpses and actually felt a hint of the breath of the Great Dao. Su Jie's face suddenly showed surprise.

You must know that only the primordial spirit can have initial contact with the Great Dao. Those who have just achieved the primordial spirit can only last a few seconds in front of the Great Dao. If they look at it for one more second, they will explode.

An ordinary soul that has not achieved the primordial spirit does not even have the means to sense the Great Dao, let alone have any connection with it.

These ordinary people dying before our eyes had absolutely no possibility of ever having any contact with the Tao.

"Strange, really strange."

Su Jie felt very confused. He transmitted the message through his spiritual sense, and soon two disciples of Guiling Palace came over with several captives.

These righteous disciples had their limbs broken and were dragged in front of Su Jie like dead dogs.

"Tell me everything about these bodies."

"Bah, you devil, if you have the ability, just kill me. I will never tell you even if I die."

A righteous disciple heard Su Jie's question and angrily spat out a mouthful of blood at Su Jie, but was shaken away by Su Jie's spiritual power halfway.

Several disciples of Guiling Palace glared at the righteous disciple who dared to insult their elder, and were ready to beat him to death.

"Death is a kind of relief. In our Demon Sect, there are punishments that make life worse than death."

Su Jie waved his hand at several disciples of Guiling Palace and said calmly: "Take them down to enjoy themselves."

"Yes, Elder Su, don't worry, even an iron man has to speak to me."

Several Guiling Palace disciples showed ferocious smiles on their faces and dragged those pale-faced righteous disciples out of the tent.

Before long, bursts of inhuman screams rang out from outside the tent, accompanied by the sounds of poisonous insects gnawing and crawling, which was truly creepy.

Half an hour later, several righteous disciples were dragged in again.

At this time, they were covered in wounds and there was still a strong sense of fear in their eyes.

"You want to answer my question now? My patience is limited."

Su Jie spoke again, and several righteous disciples trembled all over and rushed to tell Su Jie the story.

After Su Jie heard this, his expression became more serious.

"A Hundred Rivers Covering the Sea Formation is truly a grand undertaking."

It turned out that Guanchao Pavilion had been unable to capture Guiling Palace for a long time and was preparing to use its own great Dao magic formation.

This type of Dao formation is extremely powerful, because it can involve the aura of the Dao and use the power of the Dao to influence the real world.

But there is a hidden danger in doing so. The great way is not so easy to use. It is like revealing the secrets of heaven, which will inevitably bring disaster.

The Great Dao magic array will cause the caster to be contaminated by cause and effect, which even the Daotai realm cannot bear.

To this end, Guanchao Pavilion gathered a large number of civilians and used special methods to transfer the cause and effect that they had to bear to the civilians, so that they could bear it instead.

This is also the reason why Su Jie could feel the breath of the Tao on these corpses.

"Who is the devil? How dare these righteous people be so unethical as to sacrifice civilians."

Su Jie complained a little, wondering how the Hundred Rivers Covering Formation prepared by Guanchao Pavilion was doing.

This large formation can gather water from multiple rivers. Once the formation is completed, it will be able to create a tsunami that will completely submerge and destroy the Guiling Palace.

Fortunately, Guiling Palace attacked in advance, otherwise when the Baichuan Fuhai Formation attacked, Su Jie would have no choice but to escape back to Blue Star.

But without the support of Guiling Palace, Su Jie could only live a life of hiding from place to place, because everyone wanted to kill the evil cultivator.

"Forget it, this is not something I can worry about. Let's find the main force first and inform the sect leader so he can make the decision."

Su Jie took a deep breath, walked out of the tent, and took the many disciples of Guiling Palace who had been looted, and rode on a thousand-handed centipede, flying towards the designated gathering place.

Under the Thousand-Handed Centipede was the burning Ding Twelve Camp, which was also the fifth camp destroyed by Su Jie. All targets were eliminated by Su Jie in one night.

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On the night of Su Jie's operation, the entire Guiling Palace, led by the elders, came out in full force to launch a surprise attack on the righteous camps in various places.

Caught off guard, the righteous suffered a great deal.

However, many elders did not have as smooth a life as Su Jie. They suffered casualties to varying degrees, and some even lost their entire army.

Jiajiu Camp, the lights are on.

There were loud shouts and cries of killing as disciples from the righteous sects and Guiling Palace fought each other. Various magical weapons collided, spells flew, poisonous insects hissed, and the scene was covered with blood and broken limbs.

"To die."

Yuwen Jing was holding a trident, with blue waves behind him and white waves under his feet. He was fighting with an elder of the Guiling Palace who had reached the third level of the Secret Treasure Realm.

Yuwen Jing is one of the sons of God in Guanchao Pavilion. He possesses the Obsidian Tianlin Body, which ranks fourteenth among the divine bodies. His status is even higher than Du Shaochang.

If Su Jie were here, he would certainly be able to recognize that Yu Wenjing, who was at the tenth level of Yunling Realm after their separation in Dongsheng City, has now advanced to the Mizang Realm and has the cultivation level of the first level of Mizang Realm.

"It's you who are looking for death."

The elder of Guiling Palace snorted coldly, clasped his hands together, and the skin on his abdomen split open. One by one, poisonous insects with sharp needles buzzed out, gathering together like electric drills, constantly penetrating through layers of waves and heading straight for Yuwen Jing.

Yuwen Jing's skin shone with a black and gold luster, with the Qilin dragon pattern faintly visible on his body surface. He gritted his teeth and endured the penetration, but his skin and flesh were still torn and blood was flowing.

Yuwen Jing's advancement to the Secret Treasure Realm was too recent. Although he was the Obsidian Sky-Scale Body, which was ranked 14th among the Divine Bodies, he was still two realms behind the elder of Guiling Palace. Each attack from the other party carried three levels of attribute damage, and Yuwen Jing was able to contend with him, but was only slightly at a disadvantage. This was enough to prove his strength.

"Brother Yuwen, be careful."

"Brother Yuwen, let me lend you a hand."

On the battlefield, Mo Shiyao and Xiao Guanglian shouted that they were out on patrol together and happened to encounter the raid on Guiling Palace.

Genius disciples like them like to get together to exchange ideas and talk about everything under the sun.

However, compared with Yuwen Jing, Xiao Guanglian and Mo Shiyao did not break through the tenth level of the Soul Yun Realm.

It is not easy to break through the secret realm. Even for a genius, it often takes a lot of hard work.

"Don't interfere."

Yu Wenjing refused without a second thought. The elder of Guiling Palace in front of him was at the third level of the Secret Hidden Realm. Even his soul had to be enlightened successfully, which was not comparable to the ordinary Secret Hidden Realm. If Xiao Guanglian and Mo Shiyao came up, they would most likely be defeated. Did they really think it was so easy to fight in a higher realm?
To achieve this, you either have to be an immortal seedling or have a physique that ranks in the top ten among the divine bodies, then it is possible to do it.

"Yuwen, why are you getting worse and worse?"

Just when the battlefield was tense, a cold voice suddenly came from the sky.

Along with the rolling spiritual energy like a hurricane, a flying sword swept across the battlefield, blowing off the heads of the Guiling Palace disciples.

Pfft!
puff.

The corpses of the Guiling Palace disciples staggered and fell, and their heads automatically stacked up together as they fell, forming a Jingguan with a pungent smell of blood.

"who?"

The elder of Guiling Palace raised his head in shock and anger and looked in the direction of the voice.

"I'm here."

The voice sounded behind him, and the elder of Guiling Palace wanted to react, but it was too late.

A golden dragon-binding chain was wrapped around his limbs, and the spiritual energy in his body was completely out of control, and he fell into a semi-silent state.

"Is this the demon cultivator from Guiling Palace? He is so vulnerable."

A scornful laugh sounded, and a handsome man wearing a blue-striped robe, with his hair tied up in a crown and eyes like stars, pulled his hand out from the chest of the elder of the Secret Treasure Realm of Guiling Palace, with a beating heart still in his hand.

The body of the Guiling Palace elder was also injured in the battle with Yuwen Jing. When his heart was taken out, the light in his eyes immediately dimmed.

"Yes, Wei Ji, when did you come back?"

But when he saw this young man, Yuwen Jing's face did not look good.

"Wei Ji, is he the Immortal Seedling of Guanchao Pavilion?"

When Xiao Guanglian heard the name, his face was full of disbelief.

"The best among the younger generation in Qingzhou."

Mo Shiyao's eyes lit up when she heard this well-known name.

In Qingzhou, there are many sons of gods and divine bodies, but when it comes to who is the number one among the younger generation, there is one who is recognized as the strongest, Wei Ji, a twenty-year-old super monster.

This man was broken off by his fiancée when he was fifteen, and instead joined the Guanchao Pavilion. He did not have any special physique, but his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he broke through to the Secret Treasure Realm at the age of sixteen.

Before he broke through to the Secret Treasure Realm, he had already condensed his primordial spirit and had a glorious record of publicly defeating the Secret Treasure Realm in the Soul Yun Realm.

After he was promoted to the Secret Treasure Realm, he became unstoppable and once defeated three people in the Secret Treasure Realm by himself.

The reason why he is so powerful is that it is said that he has amazing luck. He can step on thousand-year-old elixirs when walking on the road, pick up magical weapons when visiting street stalls, and when buying elixirs, alchemists with a short lifespan will take the initiative to accept him as a disciple and pass on everything they have learned in their life. When he goes down the mountain to carry out missions, he also encounters many adventures along the way.

In order to save an unconscious old man, it turned out that he was the father of the governor of Qingzhou. His granddaughter was extremely handsome and had a secret crush on him.

When performing escort missions, some young ladies from aristocratic families would be moved and admire his talent.

He also participated in solving many major cases in succession, eliminating evil and defending justice, and was praised by everyone, becoming the child of other people's families.

Later, Wei Ji went to the capital alone. I hadn't heard from him for two years. I didn't expect that he would suddenly return to Qingzhou at this time.

"The sect ran into trouble, so I came back to help. Why are you so surprised to see me? Are you afraid that I will come back to Guanchao Pavilion to suppress you?"

Wei Ji laughed loudly, and Yuwen Jing's face turned black, as he felt the pain point was touched by the other party.

There are seven or eight godsons and goddesses in Guanchao Pavilion, but they are all suppressed by Wei Ji, a disciple of ordinary aptitude, which arouses many envy, jealousy and hatred.

In the past in Guanchao Pavilion, Yuwen Jing had often opposed and suppressed the other party, but the other party was able to turn danger into safety every time.

Even by mistake, he might end up losing more than he gained, and end up falling into the gutter instead of cheating others.

"Why did you come back at this time, instead of earlier or later? Are you so eager to show off in front of the sect?"

Yuwen Jing's eyes were alert, and he was wondering in his heart, maybe Wei Ji wanted to gain some experience after seeing that Guiling Palace was about to be destroyed, the largest demon cultivation sect in Qingzhou was about to be annihilated, so he wanted to be lonely and come here to gain some experience?

Yuwen Jing was thinking about competing for the position of the leader of Guanchao Pavilion in the future, and always regarded Wei Ji as his biggest competitor.

However, upon hearing this, Wei Ji just smiled indifferently and said, "Yuwen, Yuwen, what do you think of me? The world outside is vast, and the power of Guanchao Pavilion is nothing. Strength is the only thing that matters."

"You have only been in the capital for two years. Even if you have made some name for yourself in the capital, our Tide Viewing Pavilion is also well-known in the Dali Dynasty."

Yuwen Jing gritted his teeth, feeling hurt by Wei Ji's gaze that showed how a sparrow could not understand the ambitions of a swan, and an inexplicable anger rose in his heart.

"No, you don't understand me."

Wei Ji shook his head, but when he saw Yuwen Jing's expression, he did not continue to explain anything. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the field.

"I came here to catch up with my old friend, but I happened to run into these demon cultivators attacking. Wasn't Guiling Palace surrounded by five sects? They attacked the camp so brutally, it doesn't look like they were being suppressed!"

Pointing at the tomb of human heads in Guiling Palace on the ground, Wei Ji asked the doubts in his mind.

"Who knows what's wrong with Guiling Palace? Maybe it's just their last desperate struggle. They don't want to sit and wait for death while they still have the ability to fight back."

Xiao Guanglian started to complain, saying that he and Wei Ji also knew each other.

"That makes sense, Xiao Xiaozi. How come you are still in the Soul Condensation Realm? I remember you were at the tenth level when I was at the fifth level, and you were at the tenth level when I broke through to the Secret Treasure Realm. I'm already at the third level of the Secret Treasure Realm, so why are you still at the tenth level? You're still relying on the treasures bestowed by your grandfather to fight! It's so hard to kill these small demon cultivators, you're too unambitious."

Wei Ji looked at Xiao Guanglian with a smile, and his words almost made Xiao Guanglian vomit blood in anger.

"You don't have to speak if you don't know how to speak."

Xiao Guanglian clenched his fists. If he couldn't beat the opponent, he would have punched him hard.

Damn it, you think everyone is a freak like you. You break through one level of cultivation every month in the Soul Yun Realm, and are promoted one level a year in the Secret Treasury Realm. Your promotion is as easy as eating and drinking.

"Brother Wei, long time no see."

Mo Shiyao bowed, she also knew Wei Ji.

The circle becomes smaller as you go up the social ladder. There are only a limited number of young talents in Qingzhou, and everyone is familiar with those with names.

Wei Ji nodded and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Mo is becoming more and more charming! If I didn't have so many female friends, I would have pursued you, the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou."

"Brother Wei, stop joking. I don't dare to be the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou."

Mo Shiyao denied it flatly, but her eyes curved, and she felt very touched to be praised by Wei Ji, the number one young man in Qingzhou.

Many righteous disciples gathered around and thanked Wei Ji in unison. Many young sisters and junior sisters had shining eyes and were full of admiration.

"Let's talk about it after we get back. Clean up the battlefield. I'm going to the sect's headquarters to report the situation to Elder Zhuang."

Yuwen Jing interrupted the conversation and, not wanting Wei Ji to steal the spotlight, he hurriedly evacuated with his group and returned to the base camp.

(End of this chapter)