fairy family

Chapter 266 Blood Sacrifice to the Immortals, Immortal Mountain Cave Opens!

The illusory image of a fairy mountain that suddenly appeared in the sky above the city immediately attracted countless eyes.

Yu Que also noticed this scene and immediately looked up, staring intently at the sky.

"What is this? A mirage?"

"A fairyland, a fairyland?!"

"Could it be that the immortal mountain is about to open and the spiritual energy is about to revive?"

Countless voices of discussion erupted in the market. Even the drunken cultivators were instantly invigorated, expelling the alcohol from their bodies and looking up at the dark sky with bright eyes.

The disciples of the Ten Directions Immortal Sect were also looking up at the sky, but their eyes were all gleaming, as if they had expected this scene, and they were not as surprised as the others.

Meanwhile, the Zhenjun Island fleet surrounding the entire sea city did not pause for a moment; on the contrary, the ships moved even faster, approaching the sea city inch by inch.

On a warship, a pale-faced old eunuch bowed, a hint of hesitation on his face, and asked the person in front of him for instructions:
"Your Majesty, do you really intend to annihilate this mirage?"
This move would likely anger the Ten Directions Immortal Sect. It would be better to wait for their approval before taking action…

The person in front of the old eunuch was young, dressed in a brocade robe, and stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the mirage not far away.

This person was none other than Tian Ce Jun.

Upon hearing the old eunuch's words, a cold smile immediately appeared on his face, and he said:

"You flatter me, Da Ban. It's impossible for the Immortal Sect to agree to that."

Upon hearing this, the old eunuch's hesitation deepened, and he said, "In that case, why not discuss this further? Otherwise, if we fall into the Immortal Sect's trap, it will be troublesome."

Tian Ce Jun let out a soft laugh:

"You can rest assured about that, Otomo. Now that the entire True Lord Island has arrived, even if there are traps, they will be traps for us to ambush and kill them, not traps for them to plot against us."

After saying this, he turned to look at the old eunuch, a meaningful expression on his face, and said:

"Moreover, our army is so powerful. Does Da Ban really think that group of immortal sects are unaware of our army's movements?"

The old eunuch's face showed a look of sudden realization.

Tian Ce Jun turned his head, staring directly at the mirage ahead. He took out a command flag, pointed it at the enormous mirage, and shouted:

"All troops, listen to my command! Do not let any evil cultivators or heretics escape from the sea! Slaughter them all!"

With a rumble, the warship's aura trembled, immediately affecting the other thousand or so warships.

Countless soldiers on the ship shouted, "Charge! Charge! Charge!"

Among these soldiers, even those Dao Palace disciples who barely obeyed Tian Ce Jun's orders were all excited and pleased when they heard the order to slaughter the Sea Market.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The name of the Shifang Sea Market is renowned both at home and abroad.

Now, as the market is about to close, it is precisely the time when the market has the largest population, the most goods piled up by merchants, and the most careless people.

If Zhenjun Island can wipe out the Shifang Sea City, the soldiers who participated in this battle will be rich!

Roar!
Thousands of warships, like vicious wolves, pounced fiercely on the mirage.

Such a commotion immediately brought the cultivators in the market who had been astonished by the illusory image of the immortal mountain to their senses, and their faces turned extremely anxious:
"Oh no! Thieves are attacking!"

"Damn it, those are warships from the Central Plains Demon Court. Are these guys here to fight us for the Immortal Mountain?!"

Among the hundreds of thousands of cultivators and aliens, some were angry, some were conflicted, and some were timid.

However, the phantom of the immortal mountain was pressing down on them, preventing their boats from rising more than a hundred feet into the air, even if they wanted to escape.

In this way, if they try to escape, they will be the first to face the warships of Zhenjun Island.

Some of the clever ones, seeing that flying away wouldn't work, immediately changed their target, submerging their boats in the water and intending to escape underwater.

However, once they escaped into the sea, they were immediately intercepted and killed by the warships in the sea.

Merchant ships, as if made of paper, were crushed into pieces underwater by the combined attack of the Zhenjun Island warships.

The monks on board abandoned their ships and flew towards the mirage on the sea.

"Help!"

"Damn it, there's an ambush underwater too."

Screams echoed from all directions of the city, filling the people there with terror.

Inside the Lingbao Pavilion.

Ling Yunzi was surrounded by strands of light, each representing a divine consciousness, and behind each strand were disciples of the same level as him from the Immortal Sect.

"Hmph! As expected, the people on Zhenjun Island are really bold to dare to attack the sea city."

"Haha, good timing! I was prepared that these guys wouldn't dare to come, so I collected more alien blood essence. Now it seems that this blood essence can be saved for next time."

"Since they dare to come, then let them perish here as well, by using the essence and soul of these demonic ghost families."

The sacred mountain has been completely opened!

As Ling Yunzi listened to the voices of the crowd, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"When soldiers come, we'll meet them head-on; when water comes, we'll dam it. Gentlemen, the great enemy is coming, so let's fight each other and see who has the last laugh."

The other disciples of the immortal sects, upon hearing this, all burst into laughter:
"Ling Yunzi, you must be careful, lest you die before entering the mountain, and your life essence and soul become our tool for opening the mountain."

"Brother Lingyun's nickname is Duobao, so I'm sure he'll be the one laughing last."

Ling Yunzi ignored the disciples of the immortal sects. He waved his hand, dispersing the threads of spiritual light around him, and then issued a command from within the Spirit Treasure Pavilion:
"All cabinet members, heed my command! The demons from the Central Plains are attacking! Form ranks and fight them!"

Within the Lingbao Pavilion, shouts rang out from the disciples and servants of the Lingbao Immortal Sect:

"Strictly abide by the law!"

With a whoosh, the enormous Lingbao Pavilion instantly rose into the air, stretching out in mid-air and transforming into a seven-story pavilion. Each floor had eight sides, with Bagua runes cast on them, spiraling layer upon layer, both massive and exquisite.

An unparalleled aura immediately emanated from the Lingbao Pavilion, silencing everyone within a three-mile radius. All the cultivators and alien races on the island were stunned.

Ling Yunzi's voice rang out from the attic:

"The Ghost Clan of the Central Plains has attacked! Fellow Daoists, let us join the Spirit Treasure Pavilion in fighting them!"

The surrounding cultivators in the mirage were overjoyed, feeling as if they had found someone to rely on.

"There's hope! With the Ten Directions Immortal Sect on our side, what is there to fear even if the Central Plains Demon Court attacks?"

The cultivators and merchants from other races in the market city who could take to the air did so, while those who couldn't followed closely behind Lingbao Pavilion, all heading to the outer perimeter to join the battle. Not only Lingbao Pavilion, but the disciples of the other Ten Directions Immortal Sects also raised their sects' halls and soared into the air, commanding the numerous market city merchants to fight against the True Monarch Island's warships.

After a brief period of chaos, the hundreds of thousands of people in the city gathered in groups, mainly around the ten major immortal sects.

Besides these factions banding together, there are also quite a few independent cultivators on the floating islands.

Many people did not follow the Ten Immortal Sects, but instead wandered around the floating islands on their own. Some were in private boats, while others were alone.

For example, surplus or deficiency.

Seeing the commotion in the mirage, he immediately took out the Rakshasa-headed ship and woke up the many disciples and Rakshasa soldiers on board.

With a whooshing sound, the massive Rakshasa-headed ship floated above the sea market, belonging to the sea market's territory second only to the ten great immortal sects.

This caused many scattered cultivators and merchants in the vicinity to want to join them. Some even tried to bribe or intimidate Yu Que into opening the Rakshasa Head Ship and protecting them as they boarded.

Yu Que ignored the group, and in the chaos, some people saw that his ship was unfamiliar and did not seem to belong to any powerful group, so they blocked his Rakshasa-headed ship.

Faced with such an ungrateful person, Yu Que's eyes flashed and his fingers twitched.

Without even a warning, he immediately controlled the Rakshasa-headed ship and ran it over.

Bang bang bang! Several Qi Refining cultivators who were closest to the ship were immediately smashed into blood mist. Even their soul artifacts were shattered by the bloody light surrounding the Rakshasa ship, and they died and their souls vanished.

Those who were not too close were sent flying backward, coughing up blood, their faces filled with fear as they stared at the Rakshasa-headed ship.

In an instant, everyone within a radius of a thousand feet instinctively retreated, leaving a considerable distance behind and creating a large gap in the scene.

Some cultivators, trembling with fear, immediately cried out in alarm: "How dare you! Those who kill in the sea market must pay with their lives! Quickly summon the disciples of the Immortal Sect!"

With a whoosh, a series of communication talismans and figures immediately flew towards the direction where the immortal sect disciples were located.

Yu Que remained on the Rakshasa-headed ship, quietly observing the actions of the people around him, without any intention of stopping them.

He looked down at the people around him, his gaze indifferent.

The move just now was actually a test by Yu Que.

He wanted to see how the Sea City Immortal Sect would react to the overwhelming force of the True Monarch Island army.

As Yu Que had predicted, under the current circumstances, the disciples of the Immortal Sect completely ignored the minor disturbances in the sea market, and didn't even send out any reprimanding messages.

On the contrary, those cultivators who went to "cry out their grievances" were either knocked down on the spot for blocking the way, or they were taken along by the disciples of the Immortal Sect and went to fight against Zhenjun Island.

These scenes over the city stirred up waves of emotion in Yu Que's heart.

"It seems that the disciples of the Immortal Sect don't care about the life and death of the people in Haishi, and they don't seem to be trying to guard the entrance to the Immortal Mountain."

Yu Que looked around the battlefield and found that two immortal sects and Zhenjun Island had already engaged in battle.

Suddenly, flashes of light appeared on the scene, and shouts of battle erupted.

He calmly surveyed the scene, feeling increasingly uneasy, and suppressed the urge to have his disciples on the ship reveal themselves.

Yu Que then steered the Rakshasa Treasure Ship toward the center of the sea city, intending to have the others block the way in front while he continued to observe from the rear.

He was not alone in having such a plan; it could be said that half of the people in Haishi thought the same way.

But then a loud rumbling sound, like the earth shaking violently, appeared.

The floating islands of ships suddenly dispersed, and warships from Zhenjun Island emerged from the ships, smashing the ships on top into pieces.

Rows of soldiers and immortals disembarked from the warships, their bodies wreathed in ghostly roars and their magical artifacts flashing. Without uttering a word, they immediately began to fight and kill the overseas cultivators and alien races around them.

In an instant, chaos erupted in the center of the sea city, as many cultivators and alien races rushed out of the sea city in a frantic rush.

The scene was chaotic, with people wandering around like headless flies, and many even bumping into each other in mid-air.

On the broken sea surface, heads bobbed up and down like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

When the soldiers from Zhenjun Island arrived, they were like wolves among sheep, mowing down all the living beings around them.

Yu Que's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw the soldiers' ruthless methods of slaughter.

"Neither the Immortal Sect nor the Imperial Court seems to be doing anything good."

Among the soldiers, they spotted the disguised Rakshasa ship at Yu Que's feet. The enemy did not recognize it and immediately rushed towards Yu Que with shining eyes, wanting to seize his ship.

Seeing this, Yu Que had no choice but to steer his ship toward the outer edge of the sea market.

By the time they arrived at the outskirts, the entire city was in chaos, and even the ten major immortal sects were in disarray and disorder.

Meanwhile, the warships on Zhenjun Island continued to advance, like a fishing net, aiming to capture everyone in the entire sea city!
Despite such an unfavorable situation, the Ten Directions Immortal Sect continued to fight their own battles, showing no intention of joining forces.

As Yu Que observed, he vaguely sensed that the current situation of the city being besieged by Zhenjun Island seemed to be deliberately orchestrated by the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

"Are they intentionally orchestrating the massacre of people in the Sea City by Zhenjun Island?" This thought suddenly popped into Yu Que's mind.

Just as he was wondering about his own idea, the illusory image of the immortal mountain hanging high above everyone's heads finally made a move again.

Streams of blood and energy surged from the battlefield, transforming into rainbow light that then formed a crimson rainbow bridge that hung on the illusory image of the immortal mountain.

The rainbow bridge resembled a hook, initially appearing blurry and illusory. However, Yu Que keenly sensed that the moment the rainbow bridge appeared, more than a dozen sharp divine senses and gazes were immediately directed at it.

Especially in the Lingbao Pavilion, which is relatively close to Yu Que, Yu Que noticed from a distance that Ling Yunzi was staring intently at the Rainbow Bridge, muttering something to himself.

Ling Yunzi suddenly turned his head and noticed Yu Que's gaze.

With a smile on his face, the other person pointed to the location of the rainbow bridge and nodded slightly to Yu Que.

In an instant, Yu Que understood.

The current great battle is not nearly as important to these immortal sect disciples as the opening of the immortal mountain.

His mind raced as he looked at the streaks of red light covering the ground and guessed the truth:

"The great opening of the immortal mountain this year, as Ling Yunzi said, could it have been achieved by sacrificing hundreds of thousands, even millions, of lives?!"

Whirring whirring!

In just half an hour, the sea area spanning hundreds of miles turned crimson, littered with corpses and filled with the wailing of ghosts and gods.

The rich essence and soul rose, making the phantom of the immortal mountain in the sky clearer and the rainbow bridge hanging on the immortal mountain more solid and wide, eventually reaching the sea.

From then on, the sea and sky met, and the fairy mountain cave opened!

(End of this chapter)