Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Following the method of flight, the Blackwater Serpent channeled its surging demonic power, and its mountain-like serpent body immediately floated into the air.

Then, it arrogantly raised its snake head and said:

"Master, sit tight, we're about to take off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blackwater Serpent was enveloped in swirling black energy, radiating demonic power, and flew majestically towards the top of the Abyss of the Dead.

Extremely fast speed, with tremendous momentum...

As the Blackwater Serpent flew, it arrogantly declared:
"Master, how did I fly? Did I lose the imposing aura of the Black Water Serpent?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan surveyed the Blackwater Serpent's enormous body and ferocious head. Of course, the Blackwater Serpent's head was actually quite beautiful. It was only because it was so enormous that it inspired fear and dread, thus appearing ferocious.

And there was the churning black aura around its body, and the oppressive demonic power.

This is not just imposing, it's downright imposing! Anyone who sees it would think that an unparalleled demon has arrived.

Sitting there, he did look rather fierce and menacing. People would probably mistake him for a world-destroying demon king.

However, Zhang Xiaofan knew that the Blackwater Serpent was proud and arrogant, so he said:

"Your aura is still lacking; it doesn't suit your identity as the Blackwater Serpent at all."

"Ah?" The Blackwater Serpent was disappointed, but then it activated its demonic power, and billowing black energy enveloped it, revealing a huge snake head.

At the same time, the black aura stirred up gusts of wind, creating an aura of impending doom.

Having done all this, the Blackwater Serpent asked again:

"Master, do you feel the aura now?"

Listening to the Black Water Serpent's words, Zhang Xiaofan knew that if he didn't show enough aura, this arrogant fellow might cause some more trouble.

At that time, even though his intention was to save the Qingyun Sect, others would think he was going to destroy it. So he quickly said:

"It has presence, it has presence."

"Haha..." Upon receiving Zhang Xiaofan's approval, the Black Water Serpent immediately laughed twice and flew out of the Abyss of the Dead.

With Zhang Xiaofan in tow, they flew at breakneck speed toward the Qingyun Sect.

Yan Hui stood in the Abyss of the Dead, watching the Black Water Serpent carry Zhang Xiaofan away. He rubbed his forehead and murmured:
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined that the terrifying ancient beast, the Black Water Serpent, was such an arrogant being."

Then, Yan Hui looked at the deathly silent Abyss of the Dead, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Having just broken through to the Shangqing realm, he decided to fight the Yin spirits here before returning to Little Fox Mountain.

This way, he can both solidify his newly broken-through Shangqing realm and avenge the hundreds of thousands of Yin spirits who killed him earlier.

Thinking of this, Yan Hui took the Xuan Tian Wu Ji Sharp Blade from his waist, activated his Shang Qing realm magic power, and purple light condensed on the blade. Gazing at the Yin spirits deep within the Abyss of Death, he shouted sharply:

"kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a blur and charged towards the depths of the Abyss of the Dead.

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Qingyun Mountain covers an area of ​​over a hundred miles, with many towering mountains and steep ridges, and is home to many strange and magical mountain spirits.

It not only has seven tall peaks, but also countless smaller ones.

At this moment, near Luoyang City, a dozen miles away from Qingyun Mountain.

A dense, dark crowd surged toward Luoyang.

If you look closely, you'll see that in that dense, dark crowd, every person has a ferocious expression and bloodshot eyes. They are all rushing towards Luoyang City, determined to tear every person they encounter to pieces.

At the forefront of the hundreds of thousands of people, Poison God, Elder Nian, and others charged ahead, with three thousand disciples from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, the Joyful Union Sect, and the Ghost King Sect in the middle, plus several thousand puppet cultivators who had been transformed by the Ghost King along the way.

Behind the tens of thousands of cultivator puppets were hundreds of thousands of ordinary humans or martial arts practitioners.

Above the hundreds of thousands of puppets stood the towering Heavenly Fiend King, hundreds of feet tall. The Heavenly Fiend King was surrounded by overwhelming malevolent energy and shrouded in blood-red light.

The Heavenly Fiend King's head and the Dragon-Subduing Cauldron were connected together, and the Ghost King's body was connected to the Dragon-Subduing Cauldron from the waist down.

The Ghost King sat atop the head of the Heavenly Fiend King, his blood-red eyes gazing down upon the hundreds of thousands of puppets below.

Then, his gaze fell upon Luoyang City ahead, and he said with a chilling murderous aura:

"Charge in! Kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of thousands of puppets that were already charging towards Luoyang City roared, their voices shaking the heavens and earth, and they charged into Luoyang City.

However, when hundreds of thousands of puppets arrived in Luoyang, they found that the city's residents had already fled.

The rest were just some elderly people who were nearing the end of their lives and had lost their ability to move around, totaling only a little over a hundred.

The Ghost King arrived atop Luoyang City. Seeing the city deserted, his already ferocious face contorted even more, and he roared:
"Qingyun Sect, you must have notified the people of Luoyang City to escape in advance, otherwise how could they have escaped so quickly?"

"But it doesn't matter. Once I destroy the Qingyun Sect, those hundreds of thousands of residents who fled will not be able to escape and will all become my puppets."

Then, the Ghost King, his blood-red eyes gazing at Qingyun Mountain more than ten miles away, said with a chilling murderous aura:

"Qingyun Sect, I didn't destroy you twelve years ago."

"Today, we must annihilate the Qingyun Sect and not let a single one of them escape."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Ghost King gave an order, and hundreds of thousands of puppets followed him, marching in a mighty force toward the Qingyun Sect.

An hour later, the Ghost King arrived at the foot of Tongtian Peak.

Looking down the mountain, there was not a soul in sight. Seeing this, the Ghost King knew that the Qingyun Sect had concentrated all its forces above Tongtian Peak.

Thinking of this, the Ghost King roared in anger:

"Charge into Qingyun Sect and leave no one alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of thousands of puppet troops surged toward Tongtian Peak.

At the top of Tongtian Peak, stands the Yuqing Hall!

Tian Buyi stood in front of the sect leader's seat but did not sit down.

Although he is currently acting as the sect leader, Tian Buyi believes that a sect leader is a sect leader, and the head of Dazhu Peak is the head of Dazhu Peak; there is no such thing as an acting sect leader.

As the head of Dazhu Peak, Jun Bugui overstepped his bounds by sitting on the throne that belonged to the Qingyun Sect Leader.

On the other five thrones, Shuiyue Zhenren, Zeng Shuchang, Qi Hao, Chu Yuhong, and Tianyun Daoren sat upright.

Inside the main hall, seven or eight hundred Qingyun disciples stood in neat rows, their eyes fixed on Tian Buyi above them.

Qi Hao, Xiao Yicai, Lin Jingyu, Zeng Shushu, Lu Xueqi, Peng Chang, Wen Min, Fang Chao, Song Daren, Tian Ling'er, and other disciples with higher cultivation stood at the front.

Then there's Su Ru, who, although Tian Buyi's wife, has already reached the mid-stage of the Upper Clarity realm. Furthermore, she has even brought out the long-forgotten Nine Heavens Divine Weapon... the Ink Snow Divine Sword.

Qingyun originally had about two thousand disciples, but after the invasion of the Demonic Sect and the attack of the Beast God, only seven or eight hundred disciples remained.

However, the seven or eight hundred disciples who survived the two catastrophes were the elite of the elite, almost all of them above the fourth level of the Jade Purity Realm.

Tian Buyi looked at the Qingyun disciples below, and thinking of the menacing Asura Ghost King and hundreds of thousands of puppets, he felt a headache coming on.

Only at this moment did he realize how much pressure his senior brother, the sect leader, had been under for about three hundred years.

Especially considering the two invasions by the Demonic Sect and the attack by the Beast God, he didn't know how his senior brother, the sect leader, managed to hold on.

At this moment, Tian Buyi felt even greater admiration for Dao Xuan Zhenren!

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[Zhu Xian: A System for Laying Down in Old Age, Opening the Gates of Heaven with a Sword] With the demonic sword in hand, slay demons and monsters, becoming an unparalleled sword immortal! (End of Chapter)