I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 393 Chilong Island

Xuantian Pavilion, an ancient hall.

Seven purple-robed late Nascent Soul cultivators gathered again.

This time, the atmosphere in the hall was solemn.

Qi Yin, with the snake-like face, no longer had the confidence he had last time. His expression was gloomy, like a resentful woman who had fallen out of favor.

Taoist Qingxu, the leader of Xuantian Pavilion, who was sitting in the center, had a few fine wrinkles on his delicate baby face.

“All eleven Nascent Soul cultivators were killed, two of them were in the middle Nascent Soul stage, and one was in the early Nascent Soul stage who possessed a unique concealment technique.

Even if I personally take action, it would be difficult to keep all of this combination without paying a price. This Zuo Dongge is really beyond our expectations!" The monk named Yao, whose head and body are disproportionate, frowned and said.

"There is no way that Zuo Dongge is so powerful, otherwise he would not have been injured by Qi Youle. In my opinion, there are only two possibilities. One is that when Mu Chen and others were chasing Zuo Dongge overseas, they encountered a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage; the other possibility is that Zuo Dongge discovered some rare treasure left by Taoist Yuanhe, and finally succeeded in refining it and using it." said the delicate-looking purple-robed elder Huang Miao.

“I agree with what Junior Sister Huang said, but I think the latter is more likely.” An old man with a broad and fat body, who looked a bit like a secular businessman, stroked his goatee and squinted his eyes.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Except for Qi Yin and Qingxu Pavilion Master, whose expressions did not change, the eyes of the others present brightened slightly.

“You see, at our level, we are basically all focused on preparing for the transformation to the spirit state. We will not easily waste our true essence and mana, and we will not easily take risks to avoid damaging our body, which would make the already extremely small hope of overcoming the tribulation even smaller.

Unless there is something that can help us overcome the calamity and achieve the great path to becoming a god, we will definitely fight without hesitation and risk our lives.

Muchen and the others don't have anything that can attract a late Nascent Soul cultivator. They are quite powerful and outnumbered, so even if I take action, I will get hurt if I'm not careful. At least to kill them all, I will definitely have to pay a price.

Moreover, as long as one uses his brain a little, he will surely know that there must be a powerful force behind such a large-scale deployment of Mu Chen and others.

Just imagine, if we were to encounter such a group of people, would we kill them?" The old man who looked like a merchant continued to stroke his goatee, speaking calmly.

"Of course not! At our current realm and status, ordinary cultivation resources are supplied by our disciples. Why do we need to engage in murder and robbery? It is not only damaging to one's status, but also time-consuming and laborious, and even a little dangerous." The big-headed purple-robed elder immediately shook his brain.

“And think about it, Zuo Dongge was Linghu Yu’s disciple. During the Black Wind Desolate Ruins Demon Rebellion more than 200 years ago, Linghu Yu died, and Zuo Dongge survived, but his golden elixir was broken, so logically speaking, he had stopped practicing.

But only a few years had passed, and not only had his injuries healed, but he had even stepped into the Nascent Soul stage. Once he broke through, he was able to kill Qi Leyang before his realm was stable.

If this boy were a disciple of my Xuantian Pavilion, with the foundation of our Xuantian Pavilion, we would be able to heal his injuries and step into the Nascent Soul stage.

But with the background of Qingyuan Sect, do you think this is possible? And since Zuo Dongge has already broken through to become a Nascent Soul cultivator, why doesn't he enter the teleportation array and escape to another place with Qingyuan Sect?

Could it be that he really just wanted to stay and destroy the ancient teleportation to avenge his enemies? Don't forget, he is the only Nascent Soul cultivator in Qingyuan Sect. What is more important than his own safety and protecting the disciples of Qingyuan Sect?"

The old man who looked like a businessman continued to speak slowly.

“Brother Shang meant that Zuo Dongge found a part of the opportunity left by Yuanhe Zhenren, so his injuries were healed and he stepped into the Nascent Soul stage.

However, the chance left by Yuanhe Zhenren must have various forbidden defenses, and Zuo Dongge could only break a few of them with his cultivation at that time. As a result, when he had the strength to break more restrictions, he encountered the external enemy Gongshanmen, so he had to give up temporarily.

So, as the only supreme elder of Qingyuan Sect, he insisted on staying behind to cover the retreat. Was it for the opportunity left by Master Yuanhe?
Yes, it must be so. After he stayed, he caused so much blood and gore, but it was actually just a diversionary tactic. He made us only guard against his sneak attacks, but we didn't know that his real target was Qingyuan Mountain.

Qingyuan Mountain is his territory. Even if we occupy Qingyuan Mountain and take some precautions, with his cultivation level and familiarity with Qingyuan Mountain, it would be difficult to detect his entry and exit.

So, he must have obtained some rare treasure later, which enabled him to show his power and kill Mu Chen and others. If so, then Zuo Dongge must be taken down." Huang Miaomiao's eyes flashed, and her face was moved.

"That's right, we must take down Zuo Dong Pavilion. There are many Nether Desolate Ruins in my Great Xuan Territory that need Yuanying cultivators to guard them. If this guy continues to kill like this, I'm afraid there will be problems with the mobilization of personnel guarding the Nether Desolate Ruins.

Guarding the Youhuang Ruins is a matter of great importance to the safety of billions of lives in our Great Xuan Territory, and there can be no negligence! " Qi Yin, who had originally had a gloomy face and looked like a resentful woman, suddenly had a bright look on her face when she heard this, and spoke righteously with murderous intent in her eyes.

"That's right. Guarding the Nether Wasteland Ruins is the real deal. Once the Great Profound Realm is contaminated by demons on a large scale, not to mention the billions of lives, our Xuantian Pavilion will have to abandon its ten-thousand-year foundation and move to another place.

This boy is a murderer by nature. If he is not eliminated as soon as possible, he will become a big disaster. Moreover, this boy is the secret of Yuanhe Zhenren's cave, and this cave is also of great importance to our Xuantian Pavilion."

The old man who looked like a businessman was none other than Shang Ran, the ancestor of the Shang family. He finally opened his narrowed eyes suddenly, and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

Everyone nodded in agreement upon hearing this, except Qingxu, whose forehead wrinkles seemed to deepen.

Everyone seemed to notice something and quickly focused their attention on Qingxu.

Qingxu saw everyone looking at him, but he did not speak immediately. Instead, he remained silent for a long time before he slowly said, "No matter what, this Great Xuanyu is the foundation of our Xuantian Pavilion and cannot be lost.

Throughout the ages, Nascent Soul cultivators have been restricted from fighting. The fear is that the situation will get out of control, affecting the important task of guarding the Youhuang Ruins and shaking the foundation of our Xuantian Pavilion.

Therefore, the matter of Zuo Dongge should be given priority to the overall situation. If it is really difficult to kill this boy, and he is willing to reconcile, then this matter can be put behind us. "

"Senior Brother, this boy is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but he can cause such a stir. We must not keep this tiger as a threat, we must kill him!" Qi Yin's face suddenly changed.

"Among us, who among us can reach the late Nascent Soul stage? Who among us is mediocre? Who among us couldn't cause some trouble in the early Nascent Soul stage?
My Xuantian Pavilion has been established for nearly 20,000 years. We have experienced many storms. Why should we worry about raising one or two tigers? When the neighboring Kun Kingdom rose, it was so fierce, but what about now? For so many years, we can't do anything to them, and they can't do anything to us either!
Qingyuan Sect only has so many disciples and foundation. Even if a few powerful people occasionally emerge, who knows how many years it will take for them to truly rise? Maybe they will just be a flash in the pan, so why should we be so nervous?

To put it another way, if the situation really changes, even if I don't survive the heavenly tribulation, I will personally take action and destroy the Qingyuan Sect first!"

As he spoke later, an extremely terrifying aura emanated from Qingxu, causing the space in the hall to seem to vibrate slightly. The six people sitting there subconsciously lowered their heads in front of this aura, and some of them were afraid to look Qingxu in the face.

“Junior Sister Qi, since this matter is caused by your Qi family, you need to go overseas yourself. Junior Sister Huang, since you are so interested in Master Yuanhe’s cave, you should accompany me and see what is going on.” Seeing everyone lowering their heads, the Master of Qingxu Pavilion slowly retracted his breath and said lightly.

"Yes, senior brother!" Qi Yin and Huang Miao stood up and bowed.

"Also, Junior Brother Yao, you go to the Soul-Eroding Netherworld Ruins and replace Junior Brother Chai." The Master of Qingxu Pavilion then gave another order.

Qi Yin and Shang Ran's expressions changed slightly when they heard this, and a gloomy look flashed in the depths of their eyes.

The big-headed monk was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something. He stood up and bowed to accept the order.

But when he accepted the order, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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In Beizhen Sea, somewhere in the sea tens of millions of miles away from Tieshan Island, there is an island surrounded by twelve fire dragons all year round. It is shrouded in flames and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

This island is called Chilong Island, where Mo Li’s cave is located.

Mo Li is extremely talented, devoted to Taoism, not seeking enjoyment, and unwilling to be distracted by building up the power of his sect.

He usually practices in seclusion on Red Dragon Island and rarely goes out.

He had no disciples on the island, but he used a soul-binding tablet to forcibly bind the souls of some powerful monks and made them his servants, to guard his cave and do things for him.

On this day, two Nascent Soul cultivators in the early stage, along with more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators and hundreds of Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators, besieged the Red Dragon Island.

The sun is blazing in the sky.

Twelve red dragons coiled around the Red Dragon Island, spewing flames with such great power that they actually blocked the attacks of two Nascent Soul cultivators and many other cultivators.

"Damn it, without Mo Li in charge, how can the Twelve Red Dragon Formation of this Red Dragon Island be so powerful! You and I have joined forces to attack for many days, but we can't even make a hole!" One of the red-haired Nascent Soul cultivators cursed with a depressed look on his face.

"The more powerful the formation is, the more it means there are good things in Mo Li's lair! If it were in the past, with Mo Li's strength, not to mention that you and I would not dare to covet Mo Li's lair, even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage would not easily have any disputes with him.

If it weren't for the fact that it was basically confirmed that old Mo Li should have died in the Xuanwu Secret Realm, we wouldn't dare to come and plot against his foundation." Another cultivator who looked like a Confucian scholar looked at the Red Dragon Island where twelve red dragons were coiled, his eyes showing a burning greed.

"That's true. But we have to speed up, otherwise when the news about the Xuanwu Secret Realm spreads to more distant places, other Nascent Soul cultivators will definitely come to join in the fun." said the red-haired cultivator.

"That's right!" The Confucian monk nodded, then his face darkened and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The essence and blood turned into a blood talisman and sank into a landscape painting in the air.

(End of this chapter)