Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 104: Events from Eighteen Years Ago

The flames were raging, the shadows were erratic, the bones were everywhere, the walls were jagged, Bixia looked at the villagers who had lost their souls and were lying on the ground, her heart was broken, although she held the long sword in her hand, she was powerless and could not save them. She slowly put down the sword in her hand and threw it to the ground far away.

Huo Biao breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Yuanjun, for not killing me!" Seeing Bixia in a state of dismay, a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes. Without any extra movement, he slowly stepped back a few steps, flipped his hand, and a long sword flew into his hand. He grabbed a villager and began to kill cruelly again.

Bixia slowly sat down on the ground, closed her eyes and silently recited the Heart Cleansing Mantra.

At this time, Qingyang and others retreated from the sealed entrance, and only seven people were left, all of them were injured. The rest had been killed by eight men in black. These eight men in black were the elites of the Nitian Sect. Although their cultivation was at the same level as Qingyang and others, they were brave and fearless, and their cooperation was skillful. Only after this fight did they realize how powerful this sect was.

Daoxuan and Jiang Yuan saw that the situation was not good and that if it continued they would have only a few people left, so they jumped up and rushed to the entrance, wanting to help.

"All of you stay here!" Han Xiaoting shouted angrily, and his figure flashed and appeared behind Jiang Yuan. He swung the iron rod, which flashed a black light, and roared and smashed towards Jiang Yuan who was in mid-air.

Jiang Yuan sensed the tremendous force behind him and could no longer dodge it. He turned around in a hurry and mobilized the Qi in his body to form a ten-foot-thick ice in front of him. With a sharp and crisp sound, the broken ice flew everywhere, and a strong wind rolled up. Jiang Yuan flew out in a straight line like a dart. With a "bang", his back hit the stone wall, breaking several ribs, spurting blood, and almost fainting.

"I'll kill you first!" Han Xiaoting rushed towards Jiang Yuan, swinging an iron rod like a devil. Daoxuan wanted to rescue him, but it was too late. He saw that Jiang Yuan was about to be beaten to pieces by Han Xiaoting.

"If you kill me, you won't know where your daughter is!" Jiang Yuan shouted with all his strength.

The iron rod suddenly stopped in the air. "What did you say? How could I have a daughter?" Han Xiaoting asked in surprise with his eyes wide open.

Jiang Yuan, with blood flowing from his mouth, laughed and said, "Do you remember Leng Muxue? What happened between you and him?"

"...Leng Muxue!" Han Xiaoting said, his thoughts racing, trying to recall this unfamiliar name, but he couldn't find the answer.

"Eighteen years ago, many of our masters surrounded and killed you, the demon, in the Rift Valley. You should remember this, right?" "Let me ask you, after you killed them, did you ever meet a beautiful woman in the valley?"

Han Xiaoting was originally a powerful cultivator a thousand years ago. His cultivation had broken through the realm of a wandering immortal. After comprehending the way to immortality, he did not choose to transcend the calamity, but locked himself in an ancient tomb to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and practice. Eighteen years ago, the first stage of his practice was completed. He walked out of the ancient tomb and prepared to travel around before returning to continue his practice. On his way, he met Huo Biao, and the two had a great conversation and became fellow Taoists.

Huo Biao took advantage of Han Xiaoting's unpreparedness and secretly put "Demon-Falling Powder" in the wine, causing Han Xiaoting to go astray. The colored glaze Yin-Yang mirror and the Soul-Shocking Bell on his right ear were taken away by Huo Biao.

Huo Biao originally wanted to kill him at that time, but he didn't expect that after Han Xiaoting was possessed by the devil, he was unstoppable and his magic power increased dramatically. Huo Biao could only retreat. In order to get rid of the disaster, Huo Biao assassinated the leaders of the five major sects in succession, spread the news that it was Han Xiaoting's doing, and stole the "Eternal Life Secret". After that, Huo Biao disappeared without a trace.

Han Xiaoting lost consciousness, and all the sects that came to seek revenge were slaughtered, shocking the cultivation world.

Many sects gathered their masters to search for the trail and chased him to the Valley of Broken Souls under the Cliff of Love, where they launched a siege on Han Xiaoting. At that time, Han Xiaoting was possessed by a demonic nature and was cruel and brutal. How could those people be his match? Within an hour, except for Jiang Feijue, all the other masters died in the valley.

Han Xiaoting had no idea what had happened since he became possessed. He only remembered that he seemed to have a dream. A fairy came down to earth, calmed his evil nature and saved him. When he woke up, he was blind. He always thought it was a dream and never thought that at that time, someone would be willing to save her. When Jiang Yuan mentioned this, he immediately understood that it was not a dream, but a fairy-like woman who lost her virginity to him and woke him up. Although he didn't know why she did this, why she left, and why she blinded his eyes, he understood one thing, which was that he survived.

"Leng Muxue! Tell me where she is now?" Han Xiaoting asked anxiously.

Jiang Yuan laughed and said, "He is already dead. He was forced to death by a person like you!"

Han Xiaoting didn't expect that the woman who saved him was no longer alive. "Who is he? I want to kill him!" Han Xiaoting asked solemnly.

"Drunken Sword God, Ping Qingjue!"

Han Xiaoting had heard of Ping Qingjue. He knew that this person was a martial arts prodigy, and no one could stop his sword. However, he had disappeared for many years. He asked sternly, "Ping Qingjue, where is he now?"

"Haha, he is looking for you now. As long as you show your tracks, he will find you!"

Han Xiaoting said fiercely, "After I leave, I will definitely seek revenge on him!" Then he asked, "You said I have a daughter. What's her name? Where is she now?"

Jiang Yuan laughed and said, "If you take your people away from here, I will tell you, otherwise, don't want to know!"

Han Xiaoting threatened: "If you don't tell me, I'm going to smash your head!" He raised the iron rod and was about to smash it down.

Daoxuan had already been protecting Jiang Yuan by his side, the sword in his hand shining brightly, ready to strike.

At this time, there was a loud bang, and the jade pillar was ignited with blood-red flames, covering the jade pillar. A shadow seemed to be swaying in the flames, and the "Four Symbols Fire Prison" just went out at this time. Han Xiaoting sensed that the fire prison was lifted, and ignored Jiang Yuan, swung his iron rod and flew towards the excited Huo Biao.

When Huo Biao saw Han Xiaoting swinging his staff at him, he didn't even think twice. He ran towards the sealed entrance as fast as lightning, shouting, "I'll leave the rest to you!"

Han Xiaoting picked up the iron rod and chased after him, "Where are you running to!"

Someone among the elites of the Nitian Sect shouted, "Wind King, you should get the Xirang first, and then it won't be too late to chase him!"

Han Xiaoting had been searching for eighteen years and had finally found Huo Biao here. How could he let him escape so easily? "You stay here, and I will come back after I kill him!" As he spoke, a figure flew over the fighting crowd and disappeared at the entrance.

After the two men rushed out, Daoxuan waved his sword and joined the battle. Although his cultivation level could not defeat Han Xiaoting, it was more than enough to deal with the eight elites of the Nitian Sect. His sword danced, the air was shaken by the true energy, lightning flashed, and there were crackling sounds. Three people were unable to dodge and were injured by Daoxuan's sword energy, blood spurting out. The situation was reversed in an instant. The elites of the Nitian Sect found it difficult to resist Daoxuan's sword, and they retreated towards the sealed entrance.

The red flames on the jade pillar kept jumping and whimpering, as if carrying a thousand years of sorrow and resentment. The bones in front of the pillar were illuminated by the flames and turned blood red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Bixia slowly opened her eyes and saw the flames burning on the jade pillar, the pool of blood under the pillar, more than two hundred innocent corpses, and mountains of heads. It was like hell, horrible to look at, and her heart was sad.

The shadow in the fire was more than ten feet tall, huge and terrifying, and its face could not be seen clearly. It was impossible to predict whether it was Gun's original spirit, whether the legend was true or false, whether the magical object Xirang really existed, whether it was hidden by him, and whether he could tell him.

Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth, supported himself and stood up, slowly walked to the jade pillar, looked at the flickering soul, waiting for it to wake up.

The elites of the Ni Tian Sect were no match for the attacks of Daoxuan and the others, so they had to flee outside the sealed entrance and wait for Han Xiaoting to come back and fight again. Daoxuan saw them retreating and did not pursue them, but instead brought his men to guard the Jade Pillar.

Daoxuan came to Bixia and asked loudly, "Why is Yuanjun here?"

Bixia did not answer but asked, "I want to ask you this question as well. How did you know there is a seal here?"

Daoxuan smiled and said, "This is what Master Huo led us to find. We don't know how he knew it."

Bixia continued to ask: "Where is Master Huo cultivating? I have never heard of this person's name."

Daoxuan said, "He is someone that Master Xu knew. We don't know much about him. We only know that he is practicing in Huoyan Mountain, which is in the west of us, very far away from here. He is not from China!" He paused and asked again, "Yuanjun is not in Mount Tai, why is he here?"

Bixia said: "Our sect has known since its founding that this is the place where Gun sealed the river, but successive sect leaders have been unable to break the seal at the entrance. Now the Yellow River in Jiuyuan has burst its banks, and human power is no longer able to stop it. Only by finding Xirang can we stop the breach. In a desperate situation, we came here to try, but unexpectedly, the seal has been broken by you!"

Daoxuan's expression changed slightly after hearing this. "The Jiuyuan section of Deshui River is built on a mountain range, so it is indestructible. In the past thousand years, I have never heard of a dam breaking in that section."

Bixia said: "It was General Meng Yi who ordered people to blow up the river bank to relieve the Xiongnu from their predicament."

Daoxuan laughed and said, "How could General Meng be trapped in Jiuyuan? Besides, he doesn't have that kind of power, how could he possibly blow up that mountain range? Are you kidding, Yuanjun?"

As soon as Bixia heard this, she knew Xuan's intention. They killed so many people to get Xirang, they must have other purposes and would never let her plug the breach. She felt regretful and thought, "How could I trust them so easily!" Qingquan looked condensed and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you don't want to hand Xirang over to me. Don't forget, you swore an oath!" The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Daoxuan said: "Yuan Jun asked Master Huo to swear an oath, which has nothing to do with us. Moreover, we are following the order of His Majesty to find Xirang. How dare we disobey the imperial decree? Considering that His Majesty has always respected Yuan Jun, I still advise Yuan Jun not to interfere and return to Mount Tai as soon as possible to recover from his injuries as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, Bixia said angrily: "Shameless guy, I would rather sacrifice my life than let you succeed!" Green energy emanated from her body.

Qingyang and others immediately drew their weapons, surrounded Bixia, and were ready to attack at any time.

Daoxuan's white robe fluttered without wind, and the long sword in his hand shone with white light. He laughed and said, "If you were not injured, perhaps I would be a little bit afraid of you. Now that you are seriously injured and your true energy is obviously insufficient, I advise you not to fight for nothing, so as to avoid losing another respected immortal in the world!"

Bixia was not afraid of danger. Her graceful figure flashed and she suddenly appeared in front of a man in black. A green light flashed on her right palm. The man did not expect Bixia to be so fast. He rushed towards him and hurriedly waved his sword to block, but he was still a step too slow and was hit by the green light on Bixia's hand, and his body flew backwards immediately.

Bixia took the opportunity to snatch the sword from his hand. Before she could turn around, a strong wind had already reached her back. Knowing that it was a stab from Daoxuan, she did not dare to take it head-on. She lightly stepped up and flipped her body, just avoiding the 'crackling' white light. The sword in her hand gushed out, and eighteen green lights flashed in the air, pouring down like a waterfall, shooting towards Daoxuan below.

Daoxuan snorted coldly, and his long sword danced. A light screen suddenly rose above his head. There was a roar, and green light shone in all directions. A strong wind blew away. "How can such true energy defeat me!" Before the light screen disappeared, white light burst out from it and pierced the falling Bixia like lightning.

(End of this chapter)