Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 403 Immortal Seedling VS Immortal Seedling
Gaoli Mountain.

There is an active volcano here, 2,300 meters high. The ground is covered with rough volcanic ash. There is no vegetation nearby. There is smoke coming out of the mountain pass, like a pot of boiling water.

There are hundreds of similar active volcanoes in this area.

Because it is an active volcano, the movement of geological plates here is very active, and volcanic eruptions occur from time to time. This also leads to the fact that there is basically no vegetation growing here. Thick volcanic ash can be seen everywhere on the ground, and the magma has been flowing for many years, forming various strange landforms.

In such an environment, not to mention humans, even animals can hardly survive here.

But recently, this area, which was supposed to be desolate and uninhabited, has gradually become lively with the confrontation between good and evil.

Groups of disciples from both the righteous and evil sides gathered here and started a battle using the volcanoes as the boundary. The purpose of the battle was these volcanoes.

Because whether it is the five orthodox sects or the Guiling Palace, they all have fire-attributed offensive formations. Occupying them and setting up the formation can make the formation more powerful, which can be considered a geographical advantage.

The two sides engaged in a brutal battle here. Because the righteous sect had more people and more power, they captured more of the volcano.

The reason why the decisive battle has not yet broken out is that both sides want to seize more active volcanoes to increase their advantages and reduce casualties.

……

boom!
At the foot of Gaoli Mountain, a figure fell heavily, raising a large cloud of dust. The ground became cracked, and large tracts of nearby trees were uprooted by the shock wave and blown dozens of meters away.

This man was actually an elder of the Secret Hidden Realm of Guiling Palace. When he landed on the ground, his head and body were indeed separated, and he died here.

On the ground, two groups of people, one chasing and the other fleeing, quickly passed through the desolate volcanic area.

There are two groups of people, and the one that escaped is Guiling Palace.

The party pursuing them are naturally the people from the righteous sect.

In the hands of the people from Guiling Palace, Ning Xinyue turned around and saw the figure leading the pursuit.

He was a tall man wearing a long robe with white patterns, his long black hair lightly tied with a ribbon, eyes like stars and a handsome face.

The opponent's fingers were like swords, which turned into illusory sword energy several meters long, whizzing and flying through the air, constantly chopping off the slow-escaping Guiling Palace disciples into pieces, and even an elder of the Guiling Palace's Secret Storage Realm had died tragically in his hands.

"This immortal seedling is too cruel."

Ning Xinyue knew the other party's identity, Wei Ji, the immortal seedling from Guanchao Pavilion who had recently shined in the sect war.

Previously, Ning Xinyue was somewhat skeptical about the rumors about Wei Ji, but today, Ning Xinyue came out with the team for routine patrol, and happened to encounter Wei Ji's attack, and saw with her own eyes that the rumors were true.

The team of 200 people, led by two elders from the Secret Treasure Realm, ran into Wei Ji and had almost no ability to fight back. One of them had already been killed.

"You are a bunch of stray dogs. Run away. If you see me next time, wag your tails and beg for mercy like you did today, and run away with your tails between your legs, I might let you go if I am in a good mood."

Wei Ji stood in the air and did not blindly pursue, because if he went too deep, he would easily be surrounded and beaten by the Guiling Palace.

"You are so brave, take my move."

Along with the roar of rage, Guiling Palace received a signal and reinforcements rushed over.

The first person to appear was a dark-skinned, tall man, who was also an acquaintance of Ning Xinyue, Xiao Fengyuan, the newly promoted elder of the Secret Treasure Realm in Guiling Palace.

Xiao Fengyuan had a multi-legged millipede and a top-grade three-refined poisonous insect wrapped around his left hand, and in his right hand he held a black spear, a mid-grade magical weapon.

Thousands of meters away, the spear in Xiao Fengyuan's hand burst into blood light, turning into a red cloud and piercing towards Wei Ji's heart.

The many-legged millipede wrapped around his left hand swelled in size and flew down towards Wei Ji.

Before he got close, countless fleshy thorns extended from the millipede's body, like a dense forest of thorns, dense as a tide.

"Xiao Daoer, let me show you what the Great Dao is."

Wei Ji's expression did not change at all. He grabbed the bloody spear with his bare left hand and stretched out his right hand. His palm kept getting bigger, like five huge iron pillars. With one palm, he pressed Multi-legged Road from the sky to the ground, forming a palm print of nearly 100 meters in size, and Multi-legged Road's body was broken into several sections.

puff!
Xiao Fengyuan spat out a mouthful of blood. His third-grade, third-refined poisonous insect was actually killed by a single palm strike.

"Haha, your name is Xiao Fengyuan, right? You are the newly promoted Secret Treasure Realm of Guiling Palace. Is this the strength of the younger generation of Guiling Palace? Ridiculous, ridiculous. Let your most capable Su Jie come to see me. You are not qualified."

Wei Ji grabbed the blood-red spear with both hands. His fair palms contained terrifying power, which broke Xiao Fengyuan's medium-grade magic weapon into two pieces.

"Back to you."

Wei Ji made a throwing gesture, with dragon-patterned aura surging in his right hand, and the next moment, the broken half of the spear was thrown back.

It was like a super electromagnetic cannon being fired. The air pushed away a long vacuum zone. In a flash, Xiao Fengyuan wanted to dodge, but the speeds of both sides were completely disproportionate. The spear pierced in front of Xiao Fengyuan like lightning.

Accompanied by a burst of blood, Xiao Fengyuan's left shoulder was torn apart and blood gushed out.

Fortunately, Xiao Feng dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been stabbed to death by the spear.

In a casual manner, Xiao Fengyuan was defeated by Wei Ji.

Wei Ji was far stronger than Xiao Fengyuan in terms of physical fitness, spiritual power, and magic. Xiao Fengyuan was defeated in just a few moves.

"Wait, Senior Brother Xiao, don't go ahead. You are no match for him."

Ning Xinyue saw that Xiao Fengyuan wanted to fight again, so she stood up and grabbed Xiao Fengyuan.

There is no point in fighting like this. The gap is too big. Going up would just be a waste of life.

"Oh, if you know you can't win, then call out your Su Jie. I heard that he is the leader of your generation. I want to see if he lives up to the reputation."

Wei Ji had heard of the reputation of Su Jie's immortal seedlings, but Wei Ji had no intention of backing down. He would prove that there were gaps between immortal seedlings.

"Of course, if your people are afraid of death, you can just avoid fighting. After all, you, the demons, are always hiding your head and showing your tail. You only dare to plot and harm others, but you dare not confront them head-on!"

Looking at the two elders from the Secret Treasure Realm who came to support from Guiling Palace in the distance, Wei Ji continued to speak harshly, with an unyielding look on his face.

At this time, reinforcements also arrived behind Wei Ji. They were a group of disciples led by Yuwen Jing, Xiao Guanglian, and Mo Shiyao.

"How can you be considered good people? You have driven and killed so many people as sacrifices. For example, the magic arrays under those active volcanoes have buried many corpses of people."

Xiao Fengyuan covered the wound of his broken arm, blaming himself for his lack of strength, and could only watch Wei Ji act arrogantly.

"For the sake of the great cause of eliminating demons, these sacrifices are worth it. As long as we can solve the problem of the demon sect of Guiling Palace that has been scourgeing Qingzhou once and for all, we can enjoy peace for ten thousand years. Sacrificing the small self for the greater self, the descendants of these people will also be proud of them."

Wei Ji's tone was calm. He was not the kind of pedantic, righteous fool.

In order to win the war, it is understandable that some civilians sacrificed their lives.

"Good-looking but evil-hearted."

Ning Xinyue curled her lips and made a comment to Wei Ji.

Unfortunately, Su Jie has been missing for more than ten days. Although the news was kept secret, there were still rumors in Guiling Palace that Su Jie had been murdered.

However, Ning Xinyue didn't believe it. How could that bastard Su Jie die so easily? She always believed that Su Jie was still alive.

"If Su Jie were here, he would never let him be so arrogant."

The more Ning Xinyue thought about it, the angrier she became. She muttered something, and Wei Ji heard it.

"I actually hope to see the Su Jie you mentioned, but unfortunately, he doesn't dare to come out to see me." As an immortal from Guanchao Pavilion, Wei Ji knew that Su Jie's attack on the Baichuan Fuhai Formation had failed, and that he must be hiding in Guiling Palace after escaping. He just didn't dare to come out to face him.

Staring at Ning Xinyue, Wei Ji clenched his right fist and said with murderous intent: "But it doesn't matter. If he doesn't come out, I will kill him until he comes out and make a river of blood. I don't believe that I can't catch him when the sect is destroyed. At that time, I will use his head to commemorate the righteous people who died because of him. I, the righteous path, will definitely win the victory of this war."

"Brother Wei is so powerful."

"We must win! We must win! We must win!"

"Kill Su Jie! Kill Su Jie! Kill Su Jie!"

The faces of all the righteous disciples were flushed, and they shouted in unison, with a force that shook the earth.

Behind Wei Ji, Mo Shiyao had a dazed look in her eyes. Her heart was pounding as she listened to Wei Ji's domineering words.

"This guy……"

Yuwen Jing felt unwilling in his heart. Ever since Wei Ji returned to Guanchao Pavilion, he had snatched away all the limelight and attention from him. Now he was even making harsh remarks in front of all the demon cultivators from Guiling Palace.

It is obvious that after today, Wei Ji will become famous in Qingzhou again.

Meanwhile, at Guiling Palace, many disciples were frightened by Wei Ji's aura. Their faces turned pale and their morale was low. Even with the support of several elders, they could not stop retreating and their fighting spirit was low.

After all, ordinary disciples would not think too much. No matter whether Su Jie was really dead or just avoiding the battle, as a recognized leader of the younger generation in Guiling Palace, he did not show up at the scene when facing the challenge from Wei Ji, the younger generation flag bearer of the righteous sect. This gave people the impression that he was afraid of the other party.

"It seems like a lot of people called my name. Are you looking for me?"

But just when the morale of the righteous side was high, a voice suddenly rang out.

The sound didn't sound loud, but it spread throughout the whole place. This was a skill of transmitting sound using spiritual consciousness. One had to be at least at the Secret Treasure Realm to be able to do this with ease.

The ordinary disciples had not yet found the source of the sound, but the inner disciples and the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm all subconsciously looked towards the thick clouds in the south.

A huge shadow loomed in the white clouds.

The cold, solid insect shell, the sharp serrations of the claws, hundreds of pale corpse hands hanging upside down like weeping willows, and six pairs of wings that stirred up gusts of wind.

And above the head of this terrifying poisonous insect, a figure stood there.

A young man in a black gown, with regular features and bright eyes, stood here, looking at this side from afar.

The voice just now came from his mouth.

"Su Jie!!!"

"It's Elder Su who's back."

"Hey, this face actually appeared. Is it hiding anymore because it has no face?"

"It's him. We must kill him here today. We can't let this devil escape again."

"This demon is too cruel. Everyone, stay away from him. Be careful not to be killed by him."

Ning Xinyue, Xiao Fengyuan, Wei Ji, Mo Shiyao, Xiao Guanglian... After everyone saw the face clearly, some were surprised, some were excited, some were hateful, and some were terrified.

The person who appeared here was Su Jie. After leaving the underground space, Su Jie took two days to return here, which included the time to capture prisoners and interrogate intelligence. He inquired about the news all the way to Gaoli Mountain, and ended up running into such a wonderful scene.

The Thousand-Armed Centipede's huge body approached, and its ferocious and terrifying appearance made the pupils of all the humans who saw this mid-grade six-refined poisonous insect for the first time shrink involuntarily.

Most people are susceptible to an innate fear of giants.

However, Wei Ji was not among them. He looked at Su Jie and smiled as if he was bathed in spring breeze. "I finally waited for you to show up, Su Jie. Although today is the first time we meet, it will be our last meeting, because... I have decided to take your head."

His body stepped into the air, and with every step he took, the air formed jade-colored steps, as if he was ascending his own throne rather than going into battle.

"I like your confidence. I will take your head without hesitation."

The smile in Su Jie's eyes faded. He hated it most when people showed off in front of him.

Countless people around looked at Su Jie and Wei Ji nervously, and everyone stepped aside tacitly to make room for the two immortal seedlings to fight.

"Xiao Qian, bite him to death."

Su Jie touched the head of the Thousand-Armed Centipede, and the 120-meter-long giant beast began to move.

The bone-white cheeks cracked, and rays of purple light, accompanied by a six-colored storm caused by the flapping of six pairs of wings, swept violently forward.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, the storm raged, and purple light illuminated the sky.

Wei Ji did not dodge or evade. Under the astonished gaze of countless people, he chose to cross his arms and withstand the attack of the Thousand-Armed Centipede.

Rays of purple light penetrated to one millimeter of Wei Ji's body surface, and his body stimulated a layer of spiritual power field, with dragon patterns emerging.

It seemed that Wei Ji's body was submerged in the purple light rays, but the purple light rays and the six-color storm that covered it synchronously did not completely destroy the seemingly weak spiritual power field, but only pushed Wei Ji back continuously.

Even though he was under a double attack, Wei Ji's expression was still so calm and at ease, his eyes were calm and gentle. It was obvious that the attack he was under was a deadly move from the sixth-grade poisonous insect.

The corner of Su Jie's mouth twitched slightly. It was the first time he saw such a pretentious guy.

The Thousand-Armed Centipede felt as if it was being looked down upon, and it rushed forward with an imposing manner, opened its bloody mouth and bit Wei Ji, then plunged headfirst into the crater of Mount Gaoli, splashing large amounts of magma and sinking into the afternoon with gurgling bubbles.

Su Jie was suspended in the air, staring at the boiling volcano below with a cold look in his eyes.

The fight between Su Jie and Wei Ji was too sudden. In just ten seconds, the man and the insect disappeared into the volcanic magma.

Seeing such a battle situation, this time it was Guiling Palace's turn to boost morale.

On the other hand, the righteous sect looked worried.

"Can Wei Ji win?"

Xiao Guanglian swallowed his saliva. With cultivation level only at the tenth level of the Soul Forming Realm, he had no idea who would win this battle.

"You're guaranteed to win. Trust Wei Ji."

Mo Shiyao spoke immediately, her words full of confidence, and no one knew where her confidence came from.

"Wei Ji, I have to admit, has never lost since his debut."

Yuwen Jing nodded. Although he was not on good terms with Wei Ji, he was very clear about Wei Ji's strength.

boom!
As if to verify their words, the crater erupted, and countless magma sprayed into the sky in the form of heavenly flowers.

Immediately afterwards, the Thousand-Armed Centipede was knocked out.

At the head of the Thousand-Armed Centipede, Wei Ji held up the centipede's pair of giant teeth with his hands, and actually forced the centipede back while fighting with it.

The contrast of this picture is too strong, just like an ant pulling an elephant down by its own strength, which makes people's blood boil.

"Open it for me."

Wei Ji was dressed in a white robe that rustled, his hair ribbon came untied, and his long hair flew wildly. He exuded the aura of a king that shook the world. His powerful blood and spiritual power rose into the sky like wolf smoke, as if a god had descended, shocking countless onlookers.

(End of this chapter)