Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 313: Kill the General and Execute the Enemy
Behind the two men, there were two Fengxing Sect foundation-building monks chasing them. Seeing this scene from afar, his heart sank.

Jin Yuanxing and Kong Zhenqing are both cultivators in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. The fact that these two are chasing after him so relentlessly means that their strength must be quite strong. They should also be cultivators in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

And why didn't Xie Quan show up? No one knew what happened inside the formation. It took such a long time for the two of them to leave.

Song Xian had a bad feeling, but the eyes of the foundation-building cultivator Yun Xuanzong lit up.

When they learned that the coalition monks from Bianxi City were heading this way, they had already made a plan, abandoning several weak camps and concentrating their forces on guarding the two key defense locations of Huangyuan Valley and Xuyue Mountain.

The original plan was to attack the monks who were attacking the formation from both inside and outside, to catch them in a trap inside the formation and wipe them out in one fell swoop. However, they did not expect that the other party had sent people to guard outside, which caused the plan to fail to proceed smoothly.

Seeing his own foundation-building cultivator chasing the other side's foundation-building cultivator, the man's heart was lifted, as this meant that his side had the advantage in the battle within the formation.

As long as we can delay until our own foundation-building monk defeats or drives away the two foundation-building monks from the other side who have entered the formation, we can work together to attack this person.

Thinking this in his mind, the man Yun Xuanzong put his hands together, and several streams of sand and stones gathered together and shot towards Song Xian. The pillars of sand and stones crisscrossed and locked his body inside. This was the second-level low-grade earth-based magic of drawing a prison on the ground.

Just as the sand and gravel bound him, flames shot up from his palms and immediately turned into a huge fireball. The sand and gravel cage with a radius of ten feet was immediately melted by the flames.

Monk Yun Xuanzong already knew the power of this technique, so he naturally did not dare to be negligent. He immediately flew back, condensed a water-attribute defense shield, and cast the Great Wave Technique to fight back.

Although continuously casting spells consumes a lot of spiritual energy, it won't lead to a complete lack of spiritual energy in a short period of time.

After this fight, he also realized that Song Xian's strength was far superior to his, and it was impossible to defeat him.

But now the situation is in his favor, he just needs to delay the opponent, so he did not choose to escape.

Huge fireballs collided with the surging waves, quickly melting them and rushing towards the defensive shield condensed around them.

When the fireball shattered the golden defensive talisman shield condensed on the outside, it was burning the circular water shield bit by bit.

Song Xian formed seals again, opened his palms, bent his hands, and connected his fingers. A ball of golden flame condensed between his palms, and then his whole body was burning with golden flames.

This was exactly the melted Golden Crow flames that Song Xian absorbed. The golden flames continued to emerge from his body, condensing above his head and turning into a giant three-legged Golden Crow.

The golden flame between his palms also rose up and merged into the forehead of the Golden Crow. In an instant, the Golden Crow, which had only form but no soul, seemed to come alive.

The golden crow, which was over ten feet in size, flapped its wings and rushed towards the other party. Wherever it passed, the space was covered with golden flames, turning into a golden sea of ​​fire.

When Monk Yun Xuanzong saw the golden flames gushing out of Song Xian's body, he also had a bad feeling, but he had never seen the power of the Golden Crow's flames, so he still wanted to delay time.

The three-legged golden crow rushed straight towards him, as fast as a flash of lightning, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. The circular shield of water condensed around its body was like a piece of thin paper under the golden flames of the three-legged golden crow, and it disappeared in just a few breaths.

He was still casting the Great Wave spell as the Golden Crow rushed towards him.

As soon as the rushing waves condensed into shape, the Golden Crow rushed to the front. The golden sea of ​​fire instantly wrapped him up under the observation of Song Xian's true observation eyes. The attack power of the three-legged Golden Crow was as high as three thousand points.

The opponent's water wave technique and water shield attack and defense added up to less than 300 points. With such a huge gap, there was no suspense. Before Monk Yun Xuanzong could cast the next technique, the water shield and the huge waves were evaporated by the golden flames.

There was only a shrill scream, and the three-legged golden crow crashed into his body. The blazing golden flames instantly engulfed him, and the next moment, the man fell rapidly from mid-air.

Song Xian flashed up to him and used the Xuantian Ronghuo Jue again to take the Golden Crow flames back into his body.

The golden flames returned to his palms like young birds returning to the forest, and as he clasped his hands together, they merged into his body.

At this time, Monk Yun Xuanzong was already dying, without even the strength to groan or cry out. His flesh and blood were completely disfigured by the burning golden flames.

Song Xian stretched out his hand and took the storage bag hanging on his body, then took out the Blood Soul Banner. The banner flashed with light, and a red ghost emerged from it.

At this time, the red ghost in the Blood Soul Banner had changed a lot compared to before. Its horns and tail had disappeared, and its facial features and outlines were becoming more and more like those of a human.

After absorbing the flesh and blood of several second-level monsters in the Tianlan Forbidden Land, the Blood Soul Banner also grew rapidly. Now it has become a top-grade magic weapon with the power of forty-nine levels of restrictions. There is such a monster in each level of restrictions. As long as he thinks about it, these ghosts will obey his orders and rush out to fight the enemy.

In terms of individual combat capabilities, these ghosts are not very strong, and their attack power is even less than that of a fireball.

Moreover, ghosts are not immortal. If they are destroyed by the enemy, they will die. Correspondingly, the Blood Soul Banner will drop a layer of restriction.

Song Xian had done a similar experiment before. He once killed a ghost with his own hands. As a result, not long after, one layer of the Blood Soul Banner's restriction fell off.

What impressed him even more was that when the other ghosts saw this scene, they all showed very human expressions of fear and terror, and each ghost's expression was different.

Obviously, after these ghosts are created, they have some self-awareness and are not dead objects like puppets.

The red ghost bit the neck of the dying Yun Xuanzong Foundation Establishment Monk and sucked all his blood and flesh clean. Then, under Song Xian's command, it flashed and returned to the Blood Soul Banner.

Song Xian looked back and saw that many monks from the Bianxi City coalition had escaped from the Huangyuan Valley formation one after another. It seemed that they had suffered a great loss in the formation and none of them had the will to fight. After escaping from the formation, they scattered like birds and beasts and were chased and killed by the defenders who came out of the formation.

Jin Yuanxing and Kong Zhenqing were also chased all the way to the northwest by the two foundation-building monks who came out of the formation. Only the two hundred people guarding outside were still fighting with the monks who came to support from Fengxing Sect.

Song Xian rose up in a flash of light and came to the place where the two sides were fighting. He saw at a glance that one of the battle groups was fighting fiercely. There was a wooden man who was ten feet tall standing in the center. Under his control, huge trees broke out of the ground and went towards to tie up the enemy monks.

This person is Hu Xiaobao. In the form of a wooden man, his spiritual power can be doubled.

At this time, he was fighting one against three, but he seemed to be at ease and not at a disadvantage at all. He was extremely brave.

Song Xian went straight to the sky above that place, clasped his hands together, and overwhelming waves of fire rushed towards the enemy monks.

The huge flames immediately engulfed the two Qi-refining monks who were fighting. Seeing the Foundation-building monk take action, the nearby enemy monks, who had no leader, fled in fear, fearing that they would be targeted by him and become his next target.

Song Xian was just about to help the disciples who were fighting fiercely in other battle groups, but he saw two beams of light rushing towards him from the northwest. He turned around and saw that the two beams of light were none other than the two enemy soldiers who had previously chased Jin Yuanxing and Kong Zhenqing.

"Retreat." Without any further ado, he immediately issued the order to retreat. Upon hearing this, the monks around him abandoned their opponents and fled in all directions.

Song Xian also rose up in a flash of light and headed towards the direction where Jiang Feng was chasing another Yun Xuanzong foundation-building cultivator, but the two returning foundation-building cultivators seemed to have locked onto him and were chasing after him.

The two sides, one chasing the other, quickly moved away from the area. Song Xian, only at the third level of Foundation Establishment, was slightly slower than the two pursuing him. As time passed, the two sides drew closer. He couldn't help but feel anxious. These two were both mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. If he were to fight one against two, he had no confidence in winning.

It seemed that he could not escape and could only fight hard. Seeing that the two sides were less than two hundred feet apart, Song Xian was about to stop and fight to the death.

At this moment, a figure came rushing from the distance. Upon closer inspection, it was Jiang Feng who had returned.

Seeing this, the two foundation-building monks chasing him looked at each other, then turned around and fled.

The reason why these two people chased Song Xian so relentlessly was because they saw that he was alone and his cultivation level was only at the third level of foundation building, so they thought they could definitely defeat him.

But Jiang Feng had reached the ninth level of foundation building. The two of them had previously fought with Jin Yuanxing and Kong Zhenqing, and had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy. In a two-on-two battle, they were not very confident, so they decided to return to the formation first.

Soon, Jiang Feng met Song Xian face to face.

"What's going on? Who are those two people?" Jiang Feng frowned slightly as he looked at the two people walking away.

Song Xian then briefly recounted what had happened.

Hearing that Jin Yuanxing and Kong Zhenqing were being chased and fleeing in a panic, Jiang Feng did not hide his contempt and snorted coldly. When he saw the two foundation-building cultivators, he had already roughly guessed what was going on.

"Master Jiang, what happened to that Yun Xuanzong mid-stage foundation building cultivator? I saw you chasing him, but did you catch up?"

"Not long after I fought him, he used a secret technique to escape. I couldn't catch up, so I turned back. But judging by his appearance, using that secret technique must have been quite a burden, so he must have gone straight back to his lair. How's the situation over there? What about the monk Yun Xuanzong who was fighting you?"

"This person has been executed."

"Oh? Really? I didn't expect you to be so well hidden." Jiang Feng looked at him in surprise. Although Song Xian's cultivation was slightly higher than that of the enemy cultivator, they were both cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, and the difference was not much. It was still beyond his expectation that he could kill the other party, especially in such a short time.

However, he was chasing a cultivator at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment with his ninth level of cultivation, but the person escaped. The contrast made him feel a little embarrassed.

"It was just a fluke."

After the two communicated with each other's situation, they headed in the direction of the team's retreat.

Soon, they caught up with the retreating people. Seeing the leading foundation-building monk return, the pursuing enemy monks gave up the pursuit and retreated back into the formation.

After this chaotic battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties. Many cultivators from the Bianxi City coalition fled in all directions, making it impossible to attack the formation again. Jiang Feng therefore led everyone back.

At night, Jin Yuanxing and Kong Zhenxing also returned to the team. According to them, the reason they failed to leave the formation in time and join the monks outside was because they were attacked by the guarding monks in the formation and could not get away for a while.

Just as Yun Xuanzong's supporting monks arrived, the guarding monks in Huangyuan Valley came out in full force and entangled them. Coupled with the harassment from the large formation's restrictions, they were in a very passive position.

Although the other side only had two Foundation Establishment cultivators, they were extremely powerful, especially the cultivator Yun Xuanzong who was at the sixth Foundation Establishment level. He was fighting one against two but was not at all at a disadvantage.

Not only is he personally strong, he also has a spiritual beast at the third level of foundation building to help him. Xie Quan died at the hands of this person.

Everyone discussed it and decided that they would not be able to capture Huangyuan Valley with their current strength. They would have to ask for help from the Beast Taming Sect's coalition forces. Just as Jiang Feng was about to send someone to Xu Ziming to explain the situation, a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect hurriedly found them.

After a conversation, everyone realized that Yun Xuanzong had actually sent a large force to support them, and had already fought with the Beast Taming Sect outside Anyuan City. Xu Ziming asked them to temporarily withdraw from Anyuan City.

No one expected that Yun Xuanzong would go to such lengths to protect Feng Xingzong. Obviously, Feng Xingzong had completely surrendered to Yun Xuanzong.

Now that Yun Xuanzong's support team has arrived, they will definitely not be able to take Anyuan City with their current manpower, so they can only withdraw from here first.

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At night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. In Xijiang County, at the Beast Taming Sect coalition’s base, in the brightly lit tent, George Lam was deep in thought with the jade slip in his hand.

Ever since the Fengxing Sect monk defected, the Beast Taming Sect has strengthened its control measures and adopted a closed militarized management system. All coalition monks are not allowed to leave their camp without special approval.

The people who control the formation in the camp are all monks from the Beast Taming Sect. Unless a war breaks out, they are not allowed to leave the camp. Therefore, Lin Zixiang's contact with the sect can only be transmitted through jade slips. Only after bribing the Beast Taming Sect disciples guarding the formation can the jade slips be transmitted in.

"Senior Brother Lin, what happened?" Zhang Yi asked when he saw that he looked strange.

"The headmaster let us decide whether to stay or go, but he specifically told us that if we secretly leave the coalition, we should not return to the mountain gate for the time being, but hide outside for a while to prevent the Beastmaster Sect from coming to the sect to ask for us." Lin Zixiang put away the jade slip that was given to him.

"Now more and more conscripted monks are fleeing. If we stay here, we will be treated almost like prisoners and not even allowed to go out. Since the sect has this intention, let's find a chance to leave here!" Zhang Yi had this idea in mind and immediately proposed it.

"But now we can't even leave the camp, how can we leave here?"

"We have plenty of opportunities to leave. We can just sneak away when we fight Yun Xuan Sect. Even many disciples of Luoyun Sect have fled. Why should we risk our lives for the Beast Taming Sect?"

Lin Zixiang looked thoughtful. "But where should we go? The letter from the sect told us not to return. Where will so many people stay? And there will be no one to pay us after we leave. I think we should reconsider this."

The reason why he hesitated was not because he was worried about the whereabouts, but because he was worried that his chance to build his foundation at the Beastmaster Sect's mountain gate would be ruined.

After failing in his last foundation-building attempt and witnessing Zhong Wenyuan's tragic failure, he had made up his mind that he must go to the Beastmaster Sect's mountain gate to build his foundation next time no matter what.

Now he is a cultivator recruited by the Beastmaster Sect. If he fails to perform his duties and escapes from the coalition forces, he will be cutting off his retreat.

The Beast Taming Sect would conduct an identity check on every person who went to its mountain gate to build a foundation. With this stain, the Beast Taming Sect would not allow him to build a foundation at its mountain gate. It was for this reason that he had been unwilling to leave the Beast Taming Sect coalition.

"The world is so vast, there's no place we can't go. If we don't return to the mountain gate, we can just find a desolate mountain and live a carefree life for a year or two, or even three to five years. It's better than giving up our lives here for the Beastmaster Sect in vain."

"With so many people gathered together without the constraints of the sect, who knows what might happen. Moreover, if they all fled the Beastmaster Alliance, it would be difficult for the sect to explain to the Beastmaster in the future. The Beastmaster might even ask for an explanation from the sect. Our sect is different from other sects and forces. We have relied entirely on the Beastmaster to achieve our current status. Wouldn't doing this put the sect and the headmaster in an unjust position?"

"What about what Senior Brother Lin said?"

"Don't tell the disciples about this first, otherwise once people lose their minds, chaos will break out and we won't be able to control it. Let's see how the situation develops first. Anyway, we can't leave for a while."

(End of this chapter)