I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 101: Tracking and Encirclement
Bai Yunrui was originally quietly guarding the Demon-Suppressing Tower, standing in a corner with a knife in his hands. Suddenly, he seemed to be pushed hard by someone, and everything in front of him became blurred.

He felt the scene around him begin to spin. Various colors gradually blended together, becoming so deep that they seemed unreal, outlining a bizarre world.

The surrounding area is full of incredible creatures and strange sights.

The towering trees bent their branches to form natural arches.

The sky was lavender, with occasionally one or two golden clouds floating slowly by.

On the altar, the statue of the Faceless Immortal actually came to life, spitting out transparent bubbles from its mouth, which emitted a strange light under the reflection of colors.

He tried to understand it all, but found that the more he tried to grasp something, the more ethereal these scenes became, like smoke that could not be grasped.

At first, he thought that it was the divine power of the Faceless Immortal that was transmitted through the two worlds, causing the strange phenomenon, but he soon found that his body had begun to become uncontrollable, and the Demon-Suppressing Tower in his arms began to vibrate slightly, indicating that there was a twisted and evil force around.

"Oh no, someone is plotting against us!"

Bai Yunrui quickly took a breath of innate pure yang energy and tried to concentrate, but his mind seemed to be trapped in a sticky swamp. Every thought seemed so laborious. The surging energy lost control and suddenly ran around in his body, making him feel extremely suffocated.

He wanted to touch the Demon-Suppressing Tower and use the power of the magic weapon to dispel the strange aura on his body, but he saw his arm stopped in mid-air, motionless as if time had stopped.

“Third…brother!”

Bai Yunrui instinctively wanted to ask Xu Liang for help, but found that no matter how he shouted in his heart, he could not make a sound.

Just as he was gradually losing consciousness and unable to determine the boundary between reality and dreams...

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery crackled like bubbles, and Bai Yunrui instantly regained control of his body. Just as he was about to move, he heard a shrill scream in his ears.

At the same time, he saw the unfocused eyes of White-browed Hero Xu Liang and Fire Marshal Yang Paifeng suddenly become spiritual and they looked outside the cave at the same time.

In a dark corner somewhere, there was a flash of lightning, and a figure appeared. Then he lowered his body and fled like a mouse, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, silver light shot back and was caught in Li Qingyun's hand, making a humming sound. It was a very spiritual flying knife.

"There's a spiritual practitioner attacking us, it's probably Qiu Wang, let's chase him!"

Bai Yunrui quickly stabilized the true energy that was running around, and without time to think, he was the first to shout out, and then rushed forward.

As the powerful pure Yang Qi flowed, a faint golden light emanated from his body, illuminating a very small area around him.

But after just a few steps, he realized that there were dark and gloomy forks in the road everywhere, and he couldn't tell the direction at all, let alone chase the enemy.

Bai Yunrui stamped his feet, walked back angrily, and said to Xu Liang and Li Qingyun:

"I couldn't catch up with him. I didn't expect that Qiu Wang would have the guts to attack me by surprise. I was able to let him escape unscathed."

As he spoke, he looked at Madam Wei, whose face was pale, and asked coldly:

"God's messenger, what happened just now? Why did Qiu Wang know we were here?"

Madam Wei was sweating profusely, no longer as calm and elegant as before, and she said while panting:

"I don't know. I just started praying when I was pulled into a dream. I couldn't control my power and almost lost control."

Yang Paifeng said lightly:
"It was Li Qingyun who saved us."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Li Qingyun.

Bai Yunrui was shocked and asked first:

"Qingyun, was it you who sent the flying knife just now? Can you not be controlled by dreams?"

Li Qingyun had just used the method of "inspiration" to control his body with supernatural powers, borrowed the power of the mysterious palace to get rid of the dream, and timely stimulated Mu Guiying's flying knife to injure the person who attacked him. The whole process was done in one go, making him very satisfied with this new supernatural power.

At this time, he had already withdrawn his magical powers. When he heard Bai Yunrui's question, he smiled:
"It was just luck. I had the flying knife magic weapon given by Marshal Mu in my hand. I just killed the sneak attacker with the knife, and that's how I escaped from the control of the dream."

Xu Liang gave him a thumbs up and praised:

"Qingyun, there's no need to be modest. None of us reacted in time. If we hesitated for a moment, we wouldn't even have the strength to draw our weapons. But you still had the strength to throw out your flying knife. This only means that you noticed the abnormality at the first moment. This kind of combat instinct and premonition of danger is an innate talent that cannot be compensated by the level of your realm.

"It turns out that the future is terrifying! This time, thanks to you, otherwise the Shanxi people would have died here."

Although Yang Paifeng had already seen Li Qingyun's terrifying speed of breaking through the realm and was not surprised by his various peculiarities, he was still surprised by his performance today. He nodded to him with a look of approval in his eyes.

You know, although the spiritual cultivator's attack methods are treacherous and difficult to defend against, they are all already strong men in the fourth realm, and each of them has a treasure to protect themselves, but they still fell into the trap. If it weren't for the fact that this young man who had just advanced to the third realm was smart and quick to react, they would have fallen flat on their faces.

Bai Yunrui sighed:
“The attacker is most likely Qiu Wang, and I just heard a scream, so it must be Qingyun’s flying knife that hurt him.

"This was originally a rare opportunity, but unfortunately the terrain in Wuyou Cave is too complicated and we can't catch up with them.

"He was injured this time, so he must have found a secret place to hide and recover. He will definitely be more vigilant in the future, so it will be difficult to kill him again."

As he spoke, he looked at Madam Wei and asked:
"God's messenger, do you have a way to find out where he is?"

Madam Wei smiled bitterly:
"If I had a way, I would have gathered people to surround and kill him long ago..."

Xu Liang pondered for a moment and said:
"Let's stick to the original plan and find the location of the God's Descent Ceremony first. At least we can take advantage of Qiu Wang's injury to disrupt the ceremony and stop the God's Descent."

Madam Wei said weakly:

"I just suffered internal injuries and nearly had a mental breakdown. My current state is not suitable for praying. I need to recuperate for at least a day. Otherwise, not only will I not get a response from the Faceless Immortal, but I will easily lose control."

Bai Yunrui said anxiously:

"What should we do? Are we just going to wait like this?"

They looked at each other in silence, none of them had any better ideas.

At this time, Li Qingyun's voice was heard:
"Maybe I can find a way to track down the attacker..."

Bai Yunrui immediately became alert:
"any solution?"

Li Qingyun held the flying knife in his hand, and saw a trace of blood adsorbed on the blood groove on one side.

He said:
"My Changle Gang has a secret method that can use blood as a guide to track a location, but I haven't practiced it well enough, and my realm is not as good as Qiu Wang's, so it's hard to say how useful it can be."

Xu Liang was surprised:
"There is such a secret method? Relying on blood to find people, this is already a method used by high-level witches or spiritual practitioners..."

He wanted to say "You are just a warrior", but he swallowed the words back before he could say them. Li Qingyun has brought more than one surprise, who knows what amazing move he can make this time?
Bai Yunrui didn't think too much about it and agreed:
"In that case, let's give it a try. We don't have any better solution anyway."

Li Qingyun nodded, dipped his finger lightly in the bloodstain, then connected with the pupil pattern on his arm and began divination.

Although it is often more difficult to divine a higher realm from a lower realm, blood is the foundation of a cultivator and is also one of the most powerful and effective media in divination. Therefore, although Li Qingyun is not completely sure, he feels that he can give it a try.

At least he is now at a similar realm to Qiu Wang, so there is little danger of him being spied on or retaliated against by the other party.

As for the secret techniques of the Changle Gang and so on, they were naturally just excuses made up at random.

With the sacrifice of qi and blood, Li Qingyun soon saw some messy pictures in his mind.

Qiu Wang, with his horse face and hooked nose, was seen standing in the shadows, looking mysterious and ominous. His eyes were as dark as ink without a trace of light, as if he was looking into an abyss with no bottom, which made people shudder.

His figure was swallowed by the darkness, leaving only an outline. He held a puppet in his hand and whispered an ancient and obscure spell. His voice was low and filled with a strange atmosphere.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he was using some invisible force to control the puppet on the strings.

Immediately afterwards, without any warning, Qiu Wang suddenly moved to the side at a high speed, and the next second, a sharp flying knife appeared where he had been standing before.

At the critical moment, he relied on spiritual warning to avoid the fatal blow of the flying knife.

But even so, the criss-crossing sword energy still cut him. Although the attacks of the spiritual practitioners were strange and hard to defend against, their physical defenses were extremely fragile, and a high-level "spiritual wizard" was not much stronger than an ordinary person.

It was just a blade, but it still tore his skin and flesh apart, and blood spurted out, staining the flying knife.

Qiu Wang screamed in pain, but his movements were not chaotic at all. He flicked his fingers and strong winds were blown out, which quickly condensed the blood spots on the ground into balls. The balls flew into the air and were gently caught by his hands. He did not want to leave any bloodstains to be used by others to cast curses or other secret techniques.

……

After a moment, the scene changed, and Qiu Wang was seen leaning against a corner of a cave, gasping for breath. It was obvious that he was seriously injured, which had affected his escape speed.

……

"I found him!"

Li Qingyun opened his eyes and spoke loudly, secretly thanking his lucky stars that a trace of Qiu Wang's blood was stained on the flying knife that shot back, leaving him no chance to erase the trace and giving him the opportunity to tell fortunes.

Bai Yunrui quickly asked:
"Where?"

Li Qingyun waved his hand:

"Come with me."

He had just used the method of premonition to get an accurate location, and he also had a rough map in his mind. His confidence increased, and he took the lead and walked forward.

Xu Liang, Bai Yunrui and Yang Paifeng followed closely behind him, leaving only the injured Mrs. Wei waiting there.

Li Qingyun walked through one fork in the road very quickly, walking along the corridor as if it were flat ground. Every once in a while, he would stop to do some divination.

It is obvious that Qiu Wang will not stay there motionless. With his cunning character, he will definitely keep moving, create confusion, and lure away all the people who may be tracking him, so that he can truly heal his wounds with peace of mind.

Li Qingyun walked back and forth, made several circles, and finally, after a series of corners, he came to a huge cave.

The place was several dozen feet in radius, and the dome was at least four or five feet high. To everyone's surprise, there were seventy or eighty ragged beggars gathered there.

These people were either squatting, sitting or lying down, and there were men, women, old and young. The only thing they had in common was that they were all covered in mud, were as thin as skin and bones, and emitted a disgusting smell.

Their eyes were dull and stupid, and they showed no reaction when they saw Li Qingyun and others coming, as if they were puppets without souls.

Bai Yunrui frowned:
"Could Qiu Wang be hiding here? Why don't we split up and look for him one by one?"

Li Qingyun looked at the faint pupil mark on his arm, pondered for a moment, and suddenly drew out his sword to break evil, and chopped straight towards the pile of beggars.

The sword energy was so fierce and sharp that it seemed to cut these poor people into meat paste.

"Qingyun, what are you doing!"

Before Bai Yunrui could stop it, he saw the surrounding environment suddenly shattered like a torn painting.

The knife energy swept through, and all the beggars disappeared, leaving only the horse-faced man standing in front of everyone.

It was Qiu Wang, the person Li Qingyun had been thinking about day and night and wanted to get rid of as soon as possible.

At this moment, he was holding a puppet in his hand, covered in blood and weak. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured after being hit by a flying knife and hiding continuously.

Qiu Wang saw that he was surrounded by people, but he was not afraid at all. He looked at Li Qingyun and said in a hoarse voice:

“I was still wondering why the illusions I created with the help of the Faceless Immortal’s power were easily broken by you. It turns out there is a kid who has mastered the art of seeing fate.

"Young man, I advise you to be careful. Using this magic is not without cost. If you continue to rely on it, your end will be miserable..."

Li Qingyun was always good at talking, and he sneered and said sarcastically:
"You won't see what happens to me, so why worry about it?"

Bai Yunrui pulled out the golden dragon scale lightning strike and shouted loudly:

"Qiu Wang, you have committed many evil deeds. Today is the day you die!"

Xu Liang and Yang Paifeng also drew their weapons and locked onto Qiu Wang's breath from a distance.

The three warriors, plus Li Qingyun, surrounded him.

Qiu Wang snorted coldly and was about to speak when Bai Yunrui's sword had already chopped in front of him. The powerful innate pure yang energy was like a mountain pressing down on his head, extremely terrifying.

He knew in his heart that spiritual cultivation's direct combat power was extremely weak, and those treacherous and changeable mental methods required time to chant and prepare. Therefore, as long as Qiu Wang was not given a chance to breathe, he would definitely not be able to escape the encirclement of the four masters.

Qiu Wang rolled on the ground and dodged this move in a very embarrassed manner. Seeing Bai Yunrui's continuous follow-up moves, a fierce and determined look appeared in his eyes.

"You forced me to do this."

As he said this, he picked up the puppet and inserted it into the bloody wound on his chest...

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(End of this chapter)