Embers of Sword

Chapter 104: Promotion to Yin God
"It's not true... it's not true..."

Taoist Chihun looked pale.

He kept backing away, not daring to look Xie Xuanyi in the eyes.

Ten years have passed since we last met.

Not only did Xie Xuanyi not die, but he became younger.

How can this be! ?
The higher the level of cultivation, the more one understands that the law of life and death cannot be violated. Even those top figures who have reached the highest point of cultivation cannot fight against "death".

All men must die.

Xie Xuanyi walked forward step by step.

The main peak was dead silent, and the disciples of Yinshan's deputy sect were all waiting outside the formation... The sky was filled with crows, circling above the zenith.

They didn't know how far the battle had progressed.

Everyone is waiting for Taoist Chihun to kill the foreign enemies!

But unfortunately, they couldn't wait any longer.

"Chihun, I'll give you a chance to live."

Xie Xuanyi stopped.

He looked at the black flag not far away and said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, you fled back here to use the 'Soul Devouring Flag' to break through the cave heaven and ascend to the Yin God Realm...right?"

Taoist Chihun, whose wrist was broken, looked up in shock.

Not bad.

That's what he thinks.

After seeing Xie Xuanyi's true appearance, he completely lost the will to fight.

The only thing I can think of is to escape.

The further away the better!

Perhaps... the only way to survive Xie Xuanyi is to become a Yin God!

The Soul-Devouring Banner was the result of Taoist Chihun's ten years of blood-refining, and it was also his last trump card.

If you can control the formation, you can swallow all the blood-refined creatures.

Then he will have the opportunity to attack the "Yin God"!
But Xie Xuanyi didn't give him this opportunity.

"I...can survive?"

Taoist Chihun looked at Xie Xuanyi in disbelief.

"Maybe."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly: "My real enemy is Bai Gui, not you."

"Just answer me a question."

Xie Xuanyi smiled slightly and said, "I'll give you a chance to touch the Soul Devouring Banner and try to break through."

Taoist Chihun looked pale.

After hearing what Xie Xuanyi said, he not only did not see hope.

in contrast.

The uneasy feeling in my heart is getting stronger!

He looked up at the young man in black who was slowly squatting down, and he already had a guess in his mind. He vaguely guessed... what question Xie Xuanyi was going to ask.

The trip to Qingzhou that year.

Master Bai Gui led the team, surrounded Xie Xuanyi who was recovering from his injuries, and killed him by surprise!

Xie Xuanyi's hiding place is top secret among top secrets.

Those who use divination techniques are just wasting their lives and failing to see the secrets of heaven.

Over the years, many people have been curious about how the White Ghost knew the "truth" back then?

really.

Taoist Chihun looked directly at the young man. He heard the question he least wanted to hear:

"Back then...who told Bai Gui about my whereabouts?"

Xie Xuanyi’s head.

The flying sword swayed slightly, sounding like whimpering or roaring.

Taoist Chihun’s body trembled.

"Don't say you don't know."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly: "You were Bai Gui's most trusted disciple that year. It's possible that anyone didn't know... except you."

The flying sword slowly moved forward, with the tip of the sword resting on the center of Taoist Chihun's eyebrows.

Didn't move forward though.

But a line of blood slowly flowed out, covering the entire cheek.

"Hehe...hehe..."

Taoist Chi Hun suddenly laughed. He looked up at the person he feared the most in his life and murmured, "Xie Xuanyi, the truth of this matter should not be that difficult to guess."

Xie Xuanyi was silent.

"There are only a few people who know you are in Qingzhou."

Taoist Chi Hun's tone was filled with sadness and sympathy: "Do you have any other trustworthy friends in your life? After all, there are only a few of them. Do you have to come to Southern Xinjiang... to interrogate me?"

"……so."

Xie Xuanyi said expressionlessly: "Who is it?"

"I'm sorry. I really don't know."

Taoist Chihun gradually regained his composure.

Death is actually not that scary.

What is really scary... is the period before death.

Those who don't want to die will struggle desperately.

But now, Taoist Chihun has come to terms with it. He no longer resists or struggles. He just stares at the flying sword woodenly, waiting for his death that may come at any time.

The deadline has come, there is nothing to be afraid of.

think carefully.

The two people he feared and hated the most in his life were none other than these two people.

One is Xie Xuanyi.

The other one is the white ghost.

Xie Xuanyi's "fear" is engraved in his bones, a fear of power.

In the battle of Beihai, Taoist Chihun was one of the few survivors who survived after being hit by Xie Xuanyi's sword.

This name was mentioned by countless people in conversations and jokes over the next ten years, but only when one actually confronted it would one understand the weight of the word "Xuan Yi".

But the "fear" of white ghosts is quite different.

The Three Saints of Yinshan are high and mighty. Great cultivators of this level are ethereal existences that are almost unattainable to all the evil cultivators in southern Xinjiang.

Being able to become a disciple of Bai Gui is the greatest opportunity in Taoist Chihun's life.

It is also the greatest misfortune.

How can a person who becomes an evil cultivator be a normal person? The higher the realm, the more perverse the character.

Bai Gui loves to refine Yin corpses. Taoist Chi Hun's "blood refining" technique is obtained by following Bai Gui's practice... and if you want to practice with Bai Gui, you naturally have to pay a price that ordinary people cannot pay. Xie Xuanyi frowned.

The sword energy of Shen Yan pierced into the center of Taoist Chi Hun's eyebrows. Only then did he realize that the body of this evil cultivator who had "achieved perfection in the cave heaven" was filled with countless sinister auras.

These sinister auras conflict with each other, yet they achieve a balance extremely cleverly.

The main sect leader of Yinshan Mountain has sealed off the mountain and refused to leave.

Taoist Chihun, however, can obtain "freedom".

This matter was connected with the evil spirit in Taoist Chihun's body...Xie Xuanyi seemed to understand something.

The white ghost planted a "yin corpse" in the body of Taoist Chihun.

In other words.

Taoist Chihun himself was the target chosen by his master's spirit-controlling technique.

"You should have noticed that, too."

Taoist Chi Hun murmured, "The reason why Bai Gui trusted me and kept me by his side all the time was because I was his chess piece. He could kill me at any time if he wanted to."

And now, he can leave the main sect freely.

It’s because Bai Gui found a better chess piece.

This also means... that he has lost his usefulness in the eyes of the White Ghost.

"In the past ten years, I really didn't dare to break through. I was afraid that the moment I broke through, the soul-controlling technique would seize my heart lake..."

Taoist Chihun laughed at himself and said, "Even if you give me a chance, I wouldn't dare."

It was terrible to die under Xie Xuanyi's sword.

But dying at the hands of the master is even more terrifying.

Xie Xuanyi looked at the man in front of him silently. He certainly would not retract his flying sword because of these words, but the sword intent that was aroused by his illness was slightly restrained.

"I have nothing to say about what happened back then."

Taoist Chihun stretched out his finger and pointed at his forehead.

Xie Xuanyi understood what he meant.

Bai Gui brought Taoist Chihun with him only because he could control him.

There are many sorcery such as poison and corpse seeds in southern Xinjiang.

The heart of Taoist Chihun had probably been engraved with "secret patterns" by the white ghost a long time ago.

Once the information is leaked, it will explode.

"Things...are probably what you think."

Taoist Chihun took a deep breath.

Xie Xuanyi's words hurt him and made him make a decision.

There are some things he has wanted to do for a long time.

I just lacked the courage.

Taoist Chihun stared at Xie Xuanyi's eyes. He clenched his teeth and uttered two words with great difficulty: "... Dasui."

Xie Xuanyi held the serious illness in silence.

The answers to some things are actually obvious -

It’s just that those who don’t want to believe will only believe it when the irrefutable evidence is placed before them.

"Is what you said true?"

His voice sounded somewhat sad.

"I'm a dying man, is there any need for me to lie to you?"

Taoist Chihun grinned and asked, "Answer this question and give me a chance of survival... Are you telling the truth?"

Xie Xuanyi took two steps back, making way for the Soul-Devouring Banner.

Taoist Chi Hun was like a stray dog, stumbling and fleeing to the Soul-Devouring Banner.

He held the banner with his only remaining hand.

The shattered Avici Cave Heaven opened up in the air, and countless ghosts rushed back, roaring and howling!

Taoist Chihun opened his arms, trembling all over, to welcome the "new life".

This is what he has always wanted to do... Although he knew that Bai Gui had planted the "Spirit Control Secret Pattern" in his heart, he still wanted to give it a try.

If you can be promoted to Yin God in your prime.

Perhaps, I can escape the Master's control?
But it's a pity.

The promotion of Yin God is not that easy...

The more perfect the cave practice is.

The more difficult it is for Yin God to advance.

Xie Xuanyi stood silently behind Taoist Chihun.

He did not intervene, nor did he draw his sword... but "kept his promise" and gave Taoist Chihun the opportunity to break through.

the reason is simple.

Xie Xuanyi knew that this promotion was doomed to fail.

In just a few breaths, countless ghosts poured out from the Soul-Devouring Banner and drowned the man who had achieved perfection in the cave.

The shattered Avici Cave Heaven opened with all its might.

But after being shattered by the deep-seated illness, it could no longer hold so many filthy souls, and cracks kept appearing on it, heading towards destruction.

"Click, click!"

Taoist Chihun's robe was torn to pieces and his skin was swollen and swollen.

The entire mountain was echoing with his roar.

finally.

There was a "boom"!
There is only one outcome for failing to ascend to the Yin God level in Yuanman Cave Heaven.

Taoist Chihun's body exploded into countless pieces, blood splattered everywhere, and his ghost wandered on the mountain peaks, frantically gnawing at the flesh and blood treasures left behind by this Cave Heaven Realm cultivator.

Xie Xuanyi watched the scene expressionlessly.

He raised his head slowly and ran his hand across his cheek.

Under the influence of all living things, he restored his original disguised face.

The ghosts that flew out from the Soul-Devouring Banner gnawed at Taoist Chihun's body and flew towards the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom."

After a while.

Those ghosts pieced together at the ceiling to form a cold and eerie pale face.

As soon as that face appeared.

The entire Yinshan Sub-Clan was shrouded in tremendous power.

All the disciples knelt down together.

In the entire southern Xinjiang, everyone knows the identity of the owner of this face.

The Three Saints of Yinshan.

White ghost!

(End of this chapter)