Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 84: To pacify the witch and ghost realm!
The secret realm of witches and ghosts, the headquarters of the Tingyou Sect.

Unlike other places in the secret realm, as the headquarters of the Tingyou Sect, there are various ghost officials who sweep away witches and ghosts, and over time they even built a city.

Its name is 'The City of the Dead'.

In the center of the towering city, a statue reaches into the sky.

Almost 80% of the population in the secret realm gathered in this "City of the Dead", and they could see this towering statue every minute and every second.

His appearance is exactly that of the founder of Tingyou Sect, and under the statue stands a magnificent golden palace, which is the place where the eight elders of Tingyou Sect are in seclusion. Tingyou Sect does not have a leader, but only respects the founder, so all matters are decided by the eight elders together.

On weekdays, only one of the eight elders is on duty, and the other seven are all in a dormant state.

After all, the system of Tingyoujiao is to feed ghosts with one's own body, and the lifespan is extremely short. If one does not use this method to prolong lifespan, he will be attacked by the ghosts in a few years.

However, at this moment, six elders entered the state of recovery.

The Great Elder Bai Wuchang sat at the head of the table. He looked very young, dressed in white, tall and thin, with a creepy smile always on his face:
"The destruction of the ancestral statue is no small matter."

"Before the statue was destroyed, the ancestor issued a decree, ordering us to find the person who destroyed the statue at all costs. That's why we woke up all of you fellow disciples."

Having said this, Bai Wuchang looked at the two empty seats and frowned:
"Where are my two junior brothers, Wen and Wu?"

A sturdy man, clad in armor and armed with a bull's head on one shoulder armor, stood up and said, "They have just returned to their positions. It will take time for them to recover."

Bai Wuchang nodded when he heard this: "Alright, there's no rush."

Before he finished speaking, another Taoist in black stood up. He had a fierce face and a broad body. He said in a vicious voice: "Why should we wait for them to wake up?"

"According to the sect's scriptures, although there are many powerful outsiders, those who have truly reached the level of a patriarch dare not enter. And the strongest cultivators who are not as strong as a patriarch are only on par with us. Isn't that the case with those outsiders who broke into the main hall a few days ago, claiming to be 'disciples of the Shenwu Sect'?"

"Instead of waiting here, why don't we go ahead?"

"Anyway, the day and night wandering gods have returned to their positions and can monitor the secret realm. No matter how the outsider hides, he will definitely not be able to escape from our grasp."

"What senior brother said is true."

The person who agreed was a handsome young man with three eyes on his head. He said with a smile, "How can a mere wild fox Zen from the outside world be a match for us?"

It is said that the eight elders of the Youjiao may have had their own names before they were promoted to elders, but after becoming elders, they would only use the red-clothed ghosts they controlled as external names, namely Black and White Impermanence, Civil and Military Judges, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and Day and Night Wandering God, each with their own magical methods.

The three-eyed young man who spoke was the 'Day Wandering God' among the Day and Night Wandering Gods.

As the name suggests, his witch ghost is the third eye between his eyebrows. It is golden in color and shaped like the sun. When he opens his eyes, he can see all the visible objects in the secret realm.

The other 'Night Wanderer' is the complete opposite of him, able to observe everything hidden in the secret realm.

When the two join forces, everything that happens in the secret realm of witches and ghosts will be as easy as reading on the palm of your hand for the Tingyou Sect. No matter how powerful the creature is, it cannot escape their eyes.

It was obvious that the eight elders were vaguely divided into two factions.

Bai Wuchang and Niu Tou Ma Mian belong to the same faction. They advocate playing it safe and want to wait until all eight people are present before looking for the person who destroyed the statue of the founder.

However, Hei Wuchang and Day and Night Youshen were full of confidence, thinking that people from the outside world were nothing special and they could easily deal with them.

"Junior brother is too reckless."

The Great Elder Bai Wuchang shook his head, his smile unchanged: "This matter is not only about the destruction of the statue of the founder, but also about the loss of face for our sect."

"Because the person who destroyed the statue is related to a major plan of our religion."

"My fellow disciples all know that although this place is wonderful, it is ultimately a prison. If we want to live longer, or even reach a higher realm, we must leave."

"Oh?"

Hei Wuchang's eyes flickered when he heard this, but he was unconvinced: "Brother, are you saying that person can help us leave this place? Impossible. Who can break the Heavenly Sword?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other elders also showed fear. The so-called "Heavenly Sword" was naturally the golden elixir sword energy hanging high above the Witch and Ghost Secret Realm. For thousands of years, it had become a nightmare in the hearts of all the people in the secret realm. No one dared to think of competing with it.

"Just because we can't break it doesn't mean no one outside can."

Bai Wuchang chuckled, "The master has already made a plan. As long as we can capture this person, we can naturally use his strength to break the damned Heavenly Sword."

Bai Wuchang's words were firm and he seemed extremely confident.

Although Hei Wuchang and others still had doubts, since Bai Wuchang had clearly stated that this was the master's plan, they no longer insisted on their own opinions.

At this moment, two auras appeared in the hall again. Two figures and phantoms appeared on the empty seats. One held a pen and a book, the other held a mirror high. They were the last two elders.

"The civil and military judges have also revived!"

Bai Wuchang burst into laughter at this. "Alright, please ask the Day and Night Wandering God to take action. Once we lock onto the target, the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Gods will help us rush over quickly."

The Day and Night Wandering God nodded when they heard this, and then both opened their Dharma eyes.

However, the next second, they were stunned.

"Two junior brothers?" Bai Wuchang frowned and whispered, "Could it be that the person who destroyed the statue of the founder is so good at hiding that you can't find his whereabouts?"

"no."

Day and Night Wandering God had an expression of disbelief on his face, and then he said hesitantly, "He's not hiding anywhere else. He's just outside the City of the Dead!"

Outside the City of Unjust Death, Lu Yang's real body stood with his hands behind his back, holding the Banner of All Spirits.

How can he allow others to sleep soundly beside his bed? Since he wants to make the Secret Realm of Witches and Ghosts his base, Lu Yang naturally cannot allow the existence of the Tingyou Sect.

Besides, he also wanted to meet the old man of the Wugui Dao who was behind the Tingyou Sect.

"Let's say hello first."

As Lu Yang's mind moved, a round light appeared behind his head, as clear as a mirror. With the help of his status as a "Saint Thief", he looked down at the city from top to bottom.

Almost at the same time, almost all the monks who followed the Youjiao sect felt the same.

However, no one understood what was happening. They only saw that the ghost in their body suddenly began to riot and let out indescribable screams.

The next second—

"Xuan Yin Form Reflection Technique."

Lu Yang put his fingers together and slashed, and the circular light that illuminated the entire city quietly shattered, and then a terrifying curse force spread out.

Click! Click! Click!

There were no signs at all. Inside the City of the Dead, the mortals behaved normally, except for the monk who suddenly showed a look of fear and then held his neck.

And on their necks, a crack appeared.

Immediately afterwards, blood gushed out.

"Boom!"

The sounds of countless heads falling to the ground gathered together in unison, turning into an earth-shaking muffled sound that instantly spread throughout the entire city!

In an instant, countless witches and ghosts lost the monks who restrained them, and rushed into the sky, but they swarmed towards Lu Yang outside the city uncontrollably. However, Lu Yang opened the Banner of All Spirits, swallowing up all the spirits and accepting all the comers. In less than an hour and a half, he had taken in hundreds or even thousands of witches and ghosts!

"Bold maniac!!!"

It was not until this time that eight blood-red rays of light suddenly rose from the center of the City of the Dead. Amidst the rays of light, the eight elders of the Tingyou Sect were horrified.

They didn't care about the nearly annihilation of their followers.

However, Lu Yang's act of accepting witches and ghosts made them instantly furious. Every witch and ghost was extremely important to the Tingyou Sect, and this was digging up their roots!

Bai Wuchang immediately stepped forward and asked, "Are you the thief who destroyed the statue of our sect's founder?"

Lu Yang ignored Bai Wuchang's questioning, but just looked around, as if sensing something, and then looked at the statue of Tongtian in the City of the Dead.

“So there it is.”

The next second, Lu Yang's figure disappeared from the spot.

"What!?"

The eight elders' faces turned pale and they looked around subconsciously. Finally, they saw Lu Yang sitting cross-legged on top of the statue of the god Tongtian in the center of the city.

He lowered his eyes and looked directly at the statue, smiling calmly:
"I have come here upon invitation. Where is the senior?"

(End of this chapter)