The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 986: The Monkey Becomes a Taoist Priest with Thunder Tribulation (Two in One)

On the banks of the Blackwater River, the wind howled.

The Taoist in green robe curled up in the corner of the iron cage, shivering.

At this moment, seeing the powerful demon corpse holding up the blood knife, a look of fear appeared on the faces of everyone present.

The Taoist in green robe narrowed his eyes and looked outside through the gap in the iron cage.

The terrifying blood knife, with its scarlet runes winding like a living thing, kept flashing with luster.

"Amitabha……."

A faint Buddhist chant came from the green-robed Taoist priest, and Monk Huiming of the Samsara Zen Temple frowned slightly.

The robes of this usually dignified monk had long been torn to pieces, and a hideous wound on his chest was still oozing blood.

"...Master Huiming, it looks like we will all die together today."

The Taoist in green robe smiled bitterly, which moved the wound at the corner of his mouth.

Three days ago, they received an order to slay demons and monsters in the Black Water River and clip the wings of the demons.

However, they never expected that suddenly countless demons surrounded them.

Even the protective treasure "Xuantian Mirror" given by the master was shattered by one blow.

"Master Huiming, what do you think these demons are going to do?"

The Taoist in green robe asked in a low voice.

Among the dozen or so people in the iron cage, there were fellow disciples of the Taixu Taoist sect, monks from the Lunhui Zen Temple, and even a few independent practitioners.

At this moment, all of these people's faces were pale.

A gleam of light flashed in Monk Huiming's turbid eyes.

"Blood sacrifice. They are preparing some kind of ancient blood sacrifice ceremony. I have seen the record of that blood knife in ancient books. It is the sword of the Blood Knife Rakshasa. This magic knife is powerful and has amazing blood energy."

"Every month, it needs to be fed with the essence, blood and soul of ninety-nine eighty-one warriors or more."

The Taoist in green robe was shocked.

He looked around and saw similar despair in the eyes of everyone in the iron cage.

Their scapulae were locked and their magic powers were sealed. At this moment, they were no different from ordinary people. It was simply wishful thinking for them to want to escape from this cage.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise and the entire river bank was shaking.

The Taoist in green robe barely raised his head and found that the blood-red long sword in front of him was emitting a strange light.

The nine skull patterns on the blade seemed to come alive, making a shrill scream.

"The time has come!"

"Today, you shall sacrifice your flesh and blood to my bloody sword!"

Although the first blood knife was blocked by the huge demon, the second blood knife was swung down quickly, and a blood-red blade light that spanned the sky and the earth slashed straight down.

The green-robed Taoist's pupils suddenly shrank, and the murderous intent contained in the blade almost solidified the surrounding air.

He instinctively tried to mobilize his spiritual power to resist, but it only resulted in a heart-wrenching pain in his scapula.

Dying?

Everyone looked ahead, and at this critical moment, the Blackwater River suddenly began to boil.

The originally calm river surface was then stirred up by huge waves. A black shadow rose from the bottom of the river and stood firmly in front of the iron cage.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the field. The Taoist in green robe widened his eyes. It was the tall and ferocious demon corpse with six wings growing on its back standing in front of him again.

His entire body was covered in pitch-black scales, and the six bone spurs on his back were hideous and ferocious. The blood-red blade light that was powerful enough to split mountains and break peaks was blocked by his arms covered with spikes!

"What is going on? Why are these demons killing each other?"

Monk Huiming murmured, his eyes full of disbelief.

The Taoist in green robe felt his throat tighten and he said nothing at this moment.

As far as he knew, he had never seen such a horrific and abnormal scene.

At this moment, the horrifying demon corpse held the blood knife and did not answer, but just let out a deafening roar.

With this roar, the entire Blackwater River seemed to boil, and countless bubbles surged up.

Then, a scene that made everyone shudder appeared.

Strange demons dressed in black armor rose from the river.

They held all kinds of strange weapons, some shaped like bone sickles, and some like spinal whips.

The demons in the front row held up a flag with a hideous ghost face painted on it, and the eerie demonic aura instantly enveloped the entire river bank.

"The Black Water Demon Army..."

Monk Huiming's voice trembled.

"The followers of the ancient demons, the sealed elite demons... How could they... suddenly appear!"

At that moment, everyone in the prison was in chaos.

Some people tried to attack, but were pierced through the chest by bone spears thrown by the demons. Some people turned to flee, but were entangled by black tentacles that suddenly extended and dragged into the river.

For a moment, screams were heard one after another in the cave, and the originally grim river bank instantly turned into a hell on earth.

The Taoist in green robe stared at the demon corpse that appeared first.

It turned around slowly, with dark blue flames dancing in its eye sockets, as if it was examining the people in the iron cage.

Looking at it from a closer distance, the Taoist in green robe discovered that the demon corpse was covered with ancient scars, some of which even revealed the dark bones inside.

"You are a traitor. We are both members of the demon race, so why are you helping the human race?"

At this moment, a cry of surprise erupted from the bottom of the Black Water River, and a man jumped out. The leading demon held a blood knife in his hand. The blade was wrapped in dark red demonic energy and squirmed like a living thing.

He was tall, with dark purple skin, and two curved horns on his forehead that shone with a metallic luster.

"Blood Blade Rakshasa!"

Someone recognized the person coming and his voice trembled.

"This evil demon is indeed hiding among the demons."

The Blood Blade Rakshasa's eyes were as fast as lightning as he stared at the huge demon corpse, the muscles on his face twisted.

"You are a child of the Winged Sky Demon Clan! You will be punished by death for treason!"

Before he finished speaking, the blood knife in his hand turned into a scarlet lightning again and struck directly at the demon corpse of the Yuanshen.

The demons who were watching retreated like a tide, fearing that they would be affected by this showdown between powerful Yuanshen Dao realm masters.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and demonic energy, and the ground began to crack.

Suddenly, a cold female voice came from the crowd: "Brother Luosha, be careful behind you!"

Without even turning his head, Blood Blade Rakshasa slashed backwards with his sword. The sword energy collided with a sneak attack from the black devil flame, causing a deafening explosion.

The bloody knives in the sky turned into countless hideous ghost faces and pounced on the huge demon corpse.

The demon corpse just raised its arm, and a pitch-black barrier appeared out of thin air. All the blood-red sword rays that hit it disappeared without a trace.

"Ants."

A black light flashed by, and before he could even scream, the Blood Knife Rakshasa's entire right arm was severed at the shoulder.

The evil blood knife and the broken arm fell into the Black Water River and were instantly swallowed by the water.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! This is not an ordinary Yuanshen Dao realm."

Blood Knife Rakshasa's face turned pale, and he covered his broken arm, turning into a streak of blood. He had never expected this to happen.

Although it has not been long since he broke through the Yuanshen realm, he has been immersed in swordsmanship since he was a child and has practiced hard for many years. He has already walked an extraordinary path in the way of swordsmanship.

But the demon in front of him, with his sharp eyes, seemed to be able to see all the flaws in his swordsmanship.

With just one swing, he found the weakness in his swordsmanship and rushed forward to kill.

The Blood Blade Rakshasa was surprised, and the others were even more shocked.

Is this the end?
Who is this demon that suddenly appeared? He looks like a corpse, without any emotional fluctuations.

But it is terrifyingly strong!
The mighty Blood Blade Rakshasa was subdued just like that.

Deathly silence.

The Taoist in green robe could hear his own violent heartbeat. Was he saved? Was he killed by the demons?
This realization made his mind go blank. The monks in the iron cage also looked at each other, not knowing whether to be thankful or more terrified.

With a "click" sound.

The next moment, the huge demon corpse walked to the chain of the iron cage and squeezed it lightly, and the chain was easily crushed by the demon corpse.

It looked down at the people in the cage, its blue flame flickering slightly: "Come out."

No one moved.

Finally, Monk Huiming took a deep breath and stood up tremblingly.

"This... Demon Lord, thank you for saving me. I wonder..."

But the demon corpse did not answer them. It just walked slowly in front of the crowd, and scanned each face one by one with its dark blue eyes.

When his eyes fell on the Taoist in green robe, he suddenly paused.

The Taoist in green robe felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast.

"you……"

The ferocious demon corpse stretched out its bony fingers and pointed at the Taoist in green robe.

"What is your name?"

The Taoist monk in green robe had his Adam's apple rolling, but he tried to remain calm: "Taixu Dao Sect, True Man Qingxuan."

"Taixu Daomen."

"Who is Lingbo Fairy to you?"

The Taoist in green robe was shocked.

He spoke hastily.

"Fairy Lingbo is a cultivator of the same generation as me. She is extremely talented and her cultivation is far ahead of ours. She has already reached the Yuanshen Dao realm."

The air in the iron cage was as hard as lead.

"Okay, let's go."

The demon corpse waved its hands, and the pain that everyone expected did not come.

Instead, there was a burst of surprise at the scapula, and the soul-locking chain actually fell off by itself!

"this?"

True Man Qingxuan moved his shoulders in disbelief, and the long-lost spiritual energy began to slowly flow back into his meridians.

Looking around, all the monks' chains had disappeared, and even the seriously injured monks had stopped twitching and their breathing had gradually become stable.

Everyone wanted to express their gratitude, but when they looked up, they found that the demon corpse had already gone away.

And by the Black Water River.

Ye Yang frowned slightly. After controlling the demon corpse to save those people, he looked around but did not find the whereabouts of the hairy monkey.

"go with!"

Ye Yang frowned. He pinched his fingers together, and a strand of dark blue soul thread floated out from between his eyebrows, wrapped around his palm, and formed a small talisman.

"Strange, I can sense it's nearby, but why can't I see any trace of it?"

Ye Yang muttered to himself, his eyes sweeping across the rushing black river.

Suddenly, the seal on the palm of his hand trembled slightly and pointed to the deep center of the river!

“Why are you here?”

A hint of surprise flashed across Ye Yang's eyes.

"This monkey has been quiet all this time, but it suddenly disappeared today. Could it be that it sensed something?"

In a trance, Ye Yang thought of what the old tree had told him before he left, saying that the monkey was born and raised in nature, and it was very likely that he would find his chance this time. Could it be that the chance fell here?

He suddenly understood something in his mind.

"It seems that I have to borrow the demon corpse to explore again."

Ye Yang sat cross-legged, with his hands in seals, and a faint black mist was floating around his body.

At this moment, under his control, the giant-winged demon corpse suddenly stopped.

Two points of faint fire lit up in his empty eye sockets. He turned around and stepped into the Black Water River step by step.

An undercurrent surged at the bottom of the Blackwater River, and tiny crystals of demonic energy floated in the turbid water.

The demon corpse controlled by Ye Yang moved forward on the riverbed. Every step stirred up black mud and sand, revealing a stone slab engraved with ancient runes underneath.

"Why would this monkey come to such a place?"

Ye Yang observed his surroundings through the demon corpse's vision, and his doubts deepened.

Suddenly, the demon corpse's steps stopped abruptly - a half-collapsed underwater palace appeared in front of it, with glowing chains wrapped around the broken pillars.

The figure of the hairy monkey was right in front of the palace gate. At this moment, it had grown to three meters tall. Its hair was like burning flames, and its eyes emitted two golden rays of light. It was fighting against a seal on the palace door.

"Roar--!"

The hairy monkey let out a roar that was not typical of monkeys, and pounded its chest with its fists. Its body grew larger with each punch.

The golden light on its body collided violently with the seal on the temple door, causing circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

What's even more strange is that a black magic pattern vaguely appears in the center of its forehead, shaped like a closed vertical eye!

"This is……?"

Ye Yang's heart was shocked.

The hairy monkey seemed to sense the approach of the demon corpse. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he bared his teeth and growled, revealing a ferocious demonic power!

"Something's wrong!"

Ye Yang immediately controlled the demon corpse to stop and observed carefully.

The stone platform was engraved with intricate prohibitory patterns, and a pool of dark golden liquid remained in the central depression.

That's the monkey's blood!

But what is most terrifying is the stone tablet behind it.

It was an ancient magic stele. At this moment, the hairy monkey pounced on the magic stele without hesitation, opened its big mouth and began to swallow it.

The hairy monkey gnawed at the magic stele frantically. With every bite, the ancient runes on the stele became dimmer.

Its body also swelled up, its hair turned completely red, and the magic pattern on its forehead cracked, as if something was about to open!

"boom!!!"

Do not know why.

At this moment, the entire Blackwater River suddenly boiled!

The river water surged like an angry dragon, raising huge waves hundreds of feet high. The mud and sand at the riverbed rolled up, and countless sleeping corpses were washed up on the river bank, and the white bones quickly rotted in the evil spirit.

Ye Yang's heart was shocked and he looked up suddenly.

I saw that the originally clear sky was swallowed by darkness in an instant!
The thick demonic clouds rolled like tides, and deep in the clouds, two blurry figures were fighting fiercely!
"boom!"

A deafening roar.

A dark crack was torn in the void, and a violent gale swept down, and the rocks on both sides of the Blackwater River collapsed in an instant!
Ye Yang's pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at the battle in the sky.

One of the figures had blood-red thunder wrapped around his body and held a giant axe in his hand. Every blow he made seemed to split the sky and earth apart!
The other figure was shrouded in dark demonic fog, his shape was erratic, and every attack he made was accompanied by the sharp wails of thousands of wronged souls!
"This is... an existence above the realm of refining emptiness?!"

Ye Yang was shocked.

"Roar--!!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the bottom of the river!

Ye Yang suddenly lowered his head and saw that the hairy monkey had been completely transformed into a demon. Its body had suddenly grown to ten feet tall. The demon pattern on its forehead had completely split open, revealing a scarlet vertical pupil!

And that magic monument has been completely eaten by it!

"Oops!"

Ye Yang's heart was pounding, and he made a gesture without hesitation to recall the demon corpse.

However, just as he was about to evacuate.

Boom!
Above the sky, the two figures collided with their final blow, and a terrifying energy storm swept down, and a huge hole was instantly evaporated in the middle reaches of the Black Water River!

And in that hole, a dark ancient palace slowly emerged!

(End of this chapter)