Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

After the New Year, Gu Zhao's parents accompanied the two in-laws on a trip to Guangzhou, while Gu Zhao returned to the other world. However, the Five Thunder Token in his sea of ​​consciousness did not receive a large amount of new evil energy.

"That possessed demon has escaped!"

Master Jingchun said, "Before we arrived, the other party used great magical power to capture the Earth Vein Demon Realm, and then disappeared without a trace!"

Gu Zhao asked in surprise, "He was actually able to take away the Earth Vein Demon Realm?"

Gu Zhao was genuinely surprised. Earth veins are connected to the earth, and moving one affects the whole body. Moreover, demonic energy covers a wide area. He had only heard of destroying earth veins, but never of taking them away.

Even though Gu Zhao had reached the level of seven thousand years of cultivation after the battle at the New Year's Grand Ceremony, he still did not have the ability to move the earth's veins.

“We suspect that it was the Great Sun Demon Ancestor who made the move,” said Daoist Jingchun. “That demon only has a little over three thousand years of cultivation, and is no match for us when we join forces. He also has no ability to move the earth veins and demonic domains.”

"He is waking up more and more often now, and his connection with those demonic cultivator pawns is becoming closer and closer."

Master Mingyu analyzed, "Back then, when we killed the Netherfire Cult Master, that old demon didn't even show up. Later, when we surrounded and killed the Ink Dragon, it was the Ink Dragon that took the initiative to summon the Demon Ancestor."

From then on, the Demon Ancestor set his sights on us, sending Yun Feiang and Mohe Divine Lord and others to deal with us. However, he only gave them simple instructions and revealed himself when they fought us.

Later, we went to Jiangbei, descended to the southern border, and attacked the Western Divine Kingdom, annihilating several demonic cultivators, but we didn't see any reaction from the Demon Ancestor.

Master Mingchong added, "The Demon Ancestor reacted and sent five people."

“I was referring to the fact that when we were dealing with other demonic cultivators last year, they didn’t react in advance,” Master Mingyu explained. “But this year, it’s not just the one from the Western Divine Kingdom; we also discovered an empty demonic cave on the north bank of the Cangjiang River.”

"Can the Demon Ancestor sense us?" Master Yuzhang asked.

“We never intentionally concealed anything,” Daoist Shenhao shook his head. “It’s just that those demonic cultivators didn’t know or didn’t believe we could find them.”

"But does the Demon Ancestor know that we can detect malevolent energy?" Master Qingyuan asked.

"The sect leader's Five Thunder Token belongs to the Thunder Ancestor. The Demon Realm and the Dao Realm are mortal enemies, so demon cultivators must possess a large amount of malevolent energy," Master Qingwei analyzed. "Therefore, we can also probe for demonic energy."

"Wouldn't the Demon Ancestor lead that group of demon cultivators in a guerrilla war?" Yun Yang asked.

"If that's the case, it only means that the Demon Ancestor is nothing to fear," Daoist Yihong said calmly.

Master Yansong continued, "But this also shows that the Demon Ancestor could no longer tolerate any more losses."

“In that case, let’s increase the intensity!” Gu Zhao said.

With Gu Zhao's order, the old Taoists ran even more frequently. In addition, after the battle of the New Year Grand Ceremony, several Taoist priests broke through their cultivation levels. As a result, their footprints not only reached the northern part of the Central Plains, but also went as far north as the Great Wilderness.

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Northern Central Plains, near the Great Wilderness.

Compared to the continuous mountain ranges of southern Xinjiang and the scattered regions of the west, the vast wilderness of the north is cold all year round, sparsely populated, but it has also created the most rugged warriors and the most tyrannical monsters.

The pressure exerted by the Great Wilderness on the Central Plains court was even greater than that on the Western Divine Kingdom.

This place is similar to the Western divine kingdom, naturally suitable for demonic cultivators to open up demonic realms. However, the population of the Northern Wilderness is sparse, and in order to open up enough demonic realms, it is necessary to exterminate spirits and create demons from the Central Plains.

"Although Wanling Jiangnan broke away from the Central Plains court thirty years ago, most of the people are actually doing quite well."

Daoist Yansong and Daoist Yihong have arrived in Lingzhou, which is close to the northern border. This place borders the northern wilderness, and many great demons from the north have come south to wreak havoc. Although it is not a barren wasteland, it can be described as sparsely populated.

The two were standing in a town that looked as if it had been ravaged by a monster, with houses collapsed and no people left. "The water is still warm; it just happened not long ago." Daoist Yansong reached out and pulled a wisp of demonic energy from a withered tree beside him.

“It’s a demonic cultivator.” Daoist Yansong rubbed his hands together, and a bit of true qi merged with the demonic energy, transforming into a crane-shaped talisman. With a gentle flap of its wings, the crane’s head pointed north.

"Huh? He's not far from us!" Daoist Yansong's eyes lit up.

Master Yihong's spirits lifted. "Your Crane-Chasing Secret Technique can only track for three thousand miles for now. In other words, this demon is currently within three thousand miles?"

“Not bad.” Daoist Yansong nodded, carefully sensing the demonic energy in his hand. “Moreover, the opponent’s demonic energy is not as concentrated as that of the Divine Firmament Saint Lord. At most, he has only three thousand years of cultivation.”

“Then we two are a bit weak too, I’ll call a few more people.” After saying that, Daoist Yihong called for support through the Thunder Seed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Sensing that the other six people were approaching from different directions, Daoist Yansong waved his hand, and the wisp of crane-shaped demonic energy slowly flew towards the northern border.

……

The burly mountain king stood outside a town and saw thousands of people coming and going, doing business, working, chatting, and eating. Smoke rose from the chimneys, and the town was bustling with activity.

A rammed earth road, wide enough for two horse-drawn carriages to pass, runs through the town and connects it to the outside world.

The Mountain King stood in the middle of the road, and the pedestrians passing by automatically avoided him, but it was as if they could not see him.

Watching the caravan enter the town, the Barbarian King looked at the setting sun and, seeing no more new recruits joining the ranks, nodded in satisfaction. "Since we're leaving, there's no need to hold back any longer."

In fact, a few days ago, the Demon Ancestor had sent him a telepathic message, ordering him to leave this place quickly. However, the Barbarian King was celebrating his 500th birthday at the time, so he delayed for a few days.

A few days later, the Demon Ancestor urged him again. The Barbarian Mountain King dared not disobey, so he took over the Demon Realm through the Demon Ancestor and prepared to set off.

However, before setting off, he decided to take back all the mortal lives that belonged to him at his doorstep.

"Once we take this town, that should be enough," the Barbarian King grinned, raising his right hand.

It was as if an invisible mountain had suddenly formed above the town. Although it was invisible to the naked eye, its imposing power was felt by all the people in the town.

Many people felt a sudden pang of fear and looked up abruptly, only to see the setting sun's rays distorted in their vision, as if something was blocking their way as it shone over the town.

A moment later, the barbarian king pressed his hand down.

An invisible mountain crashed down in an instant, compressing the air beneath it and producing a series of suppressed rumbling sounds. Wisps of dark shadows swept past the mountain, the only thing ordinary people could see.

The next moment, the invisible mountain was less than thirty feet above the town. The terrifying pressure made it impossible for everyone to breathe, and many elderly people instinctively clutched their chests.

But the smile on the face of the Barbarian King suddenly froze, because eight figures suddenly appeared around the town, blocking his Barbarian Mountain Suppressing Mountain technique.

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant boundless blessings!" the old Taoist priests chanted in unison.

"A successor of the Daoist realm! The Great Luo Palace!" King Manshan exclaimed in shock, then turned and ran without saying another word.

If someone familiar with the Barbarian King were present, they would never believe what they were seeing.

As a renowned expert in Changdu Prefecture of Lingzhou, the King of Manshan has never fled without a fight, let alone when facing eight opponents who are not as good as himself.

But what happened next was even more surprising.

Because those eight people, whose cultivation and magical power were clearly inferior to the Barbarian King, moved with incredible speed, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, and instantly surrounded the Barbarian King. (End of this chapter)