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Chapter 267 Wang Xizhi, the Slayer
Snow is falling in the wind.

On the vast and boundless glacier, only Wang Xi's lonely figure stands proudly in mid-air.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Two orbs of light, one deep blue and one green, flew over and entered Wang Xi's forehead. They originated from Ye Songde and Min Tao, respectively.

The deep green card he obtained from slaying the alien beast "Bingyi" was still in his mind.

As for the other disciples of the Winter Gate, although they also reached the three-star rating on the white board, they didn't receive any cards due to the huge gap between them.

Wang Xi was already used to Caius's "punishment mechanism" and didn't care about it.

Most white cards are useless or trash, only worth breaking down into experience points, while the 100 energy points spent on drawing them are a real loss.

Now, in the main world, he has established a deep partnership with the Shining Consortium, securing a stable source of income that allows him to purchase large quantities of native white cards to convert into experience points.

This "punishment" no longer mattered to him.

"Killing this group of Heavenly Alliance Winter Gate disciples and incidentally eliminating a Grand Elder is enough to complete our mission."

Wang Xi looked at the vast glacier and thought to himself.

'Hmm... I should say, we exceeded the sect's expectations for the mission assigned by Master. If the Four Hall Masters and the Masters knew this, they'd probably be utterly astonished.'

But soon, Wang Xi shook her head with a smile:

"not enough."

An even bolder idea popped into his mind—since he had already stepped forward on behalf of Song Hui as a true disciple of the Ink Sword Sect, why not make another trip to the blessed land where the Heavenly Alliance was located!

Wouldn't it be great to make a scene and cause chaos?

This is not because he is arrogant.

It's not that they lack confidence, but rather that their strength brings them confidence.

At this stage, Wang Xi's strength has far surpassed that of ordinary great cultivators, and is even not far from that of ascended beings like his master Song Hui.

The internal structure of the Heavenly Alliance is similar to that of the Four Halls of the Ink Sword Pavilion, with four gates corresponding to the four seasons. However, unlike the "Golden Maple Valley," the gates are not clustered together, but belong to four different small blessed lands, which together form the Heavenly Alliance and are governed by the Alliance Leader.

The Heavenly Alliance Leader, "Heavenly Daoist," is also an ascended being with formidable strength, but faced with the constraints imposed by the Four Symbols Court and the ascended beings of various immortal sects, he dares not easily step forward.

Wang Xi's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

'As for the four sect leaders, they are said to be only one step away from ascension, and are hailed as the strongest below ascension... Heh, but ultimately they are not ascensionists, and still belong to the category of great cultivators.'

In fact, just by looking at the composition of the Heavenly Alliance members, it's clear that the Ink Sword Sect is far smaller in scale compared to them.

After all, the four hall masters, including Ling Yuan and Qu Muqing, were only rated as one-star, and were not even as good as Elder Ye Songde of the Winter Gate.

'No wonder the Heavenly Alliance is so reckless; perhaps apart from the Four Symbols Court, no other immortal sect can rival them.'

Wang Xi's lips curled up slightly.

He looked westward: "Perfect timing, the blessed land of the Heavenly Alliance Winter Gate, 'Hidden Snow Lake,' is located in Beichuan..."

This information was also obtained from the jade slip.

Master Song Hui specifically instructed inside that if things became unmanageable, they should evacuate as soon as possible, because they were too close to the Winter Gate Blessed Land.

But in Wang Xi's view, this was a golden opportunity.

He needed a "testing stone" to assess his current strength, and Wintergate was the perfect target.

whoosh-

Wang Xi flicked his robes, and his entire body transformed into a streak of ink-like light, flying into the distance.

...

...

A streak of gray-black light, like ink painting, swept across the pale sky, as if a master painter had wielded a freehand brushstroke on rice paper.

Wang Xi flew over Beichuan for a long time.

He estimated that he had already traveled at least a thousand kilometers.

However, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of ice.

After flying for a while, he suddenly saw something, abruptly stopped, and carefully looked down—

It was an icy lake shrouded in cold mist.

It was deserted and desolate, with hardly anyone around.

However, under Teacher Da Ka's investigation, Wang Xi discovered that a keyword information was slowly emerging above the lake—

"Hidden Snow Lake (Small) - Affected by the formation, it is currently hidden. The formation must be activated or forcibly broken to reveal its full appearance."

'You've hidden it quite well...'

Wang Xi chuckled.

If it weren't for his master Song Hui's intelligence and Caius's investigative abilities, no matter how hard he searched, he would have had a hard time finding the exact location of the Heavenly Alliance Winter Gate.

After all, the area of ​​Beichuan is really too big.

'It's unrealistic to expect the opponent to activate the formation on their own initiative, as for breaking it...'

Wang Xi thought about it.

Coincidentally, he had long ago "scavenged" all the collections on the first and second floors of the Ink Sword Pavilion, combining them into deep blue cards for various paths, including the universal card related to "Array Dao".

With a flick of his wrist, another card appeared.

——"Seven Star Book (Item Card/Dark Blue)"

This card contains various knowledge about array formations and has the ability to analyze itself, which can be considered as encompassing the "foundation" of Mo Jian Zhai in this area.

Now it's finally come in handy.

Wang Xi activated the cards.

With a flash of deep blue light, a scroll of bronze appeared in his hand.

wow-

Wang Xi unfolded the bronze bamboo slip, and a beam of yellow light flew out from it, disappearing into the icy lake below. But soon, the yellow light seemed to have struck some invisible barrier, swallowed by the cold mist and vanishing without a trace.

hum.

The bronze bamboo slip in Wang Xi's hand trembled slightly, and soon the seven stars symbolizing Tian Shu, Tian Xuan, Tian Ji, Tian Quan, Yu Heng, Kai Yang, and Yao Guang lit up on it.

And the text appeared on its own:

"The formation is set up on the frozen lake, combining the essence of the cold water and the energy of the winter solstice. It serves both as a means of concealment and defense, and is a variant of the 'Water and Lake Formation' in the Qimen Dunjia."

"The principle is recorded in the 'Astronomical Treatise': The north is water, its assistant is Xuanming, its god is Chenxing, and its beast is Xuanwu... Therefore, the base of the formation borrows the yin of the ice lake, draws the cold veins underground as its source, and arranges the positions of the seven stars as its pivot, hence it has the appearance of being 'hidden and difficult to observe, and solid and difficult to break'."

"...However, the frozen lake is extremely yin, while the Big Dipper's Tianquan star is a yang star, which is contrary to the winter solstice energy in the formation. Therefore, the star pivot pillar corresponding to Tianquan is the place where the energy channels clash. The pillar is 30% thinner than other places, which is the 'eye of the formation,' that is, the gateway to break the formation."

"There are three ways to break the formation: borrow the opportune moment, bring down human calamity, and sever the earth's veins..."

Wang Xi carefully examined the analysis given in the "Seven Star Book," which thoroughly explained the protective formation of the blessed land of Tianmeng Winter Gate.

It's no wonder that the Winter Gate performed poorly.

The main reason is that Wang Xi's foundation is too solid.

In addition, Dongmen mainly studied the Way of Seasonal Changes and Swordsmanship, and was not so proficient in the Way of Combat, which is why he was so easily restrained by the "Seven Star Book".

"The methods of breaking the formation, such as 'borrowing the opportune moment' and 'severing the earth's veins,' are time-consuming and laborious... 'bringing down man-made disasters' is more suitable for me."

Wang Xi put away the "Seven Star Book" and stroked his chin.

The so-called man-made disaster is naturally the destruction of the array's core by brute force, or the disintegration of the array from within.

Brute force, in addition to requiring an attack intensity far exceeding the formation's tolerance threshold, must also have a restraining effect.

exactly……

Wang Xi had a "Cangshan Dragon Binding Rope" in his hand.

This card was given to him by the Kunwu Camp's higher-ups to assist in cultivating the "Gui Water Dragon Pearl." He originally intended to leave it to gather dust, but now it has found a use.

A deep blue light flashed in his hand again, and a ribbon made of grayish-brown mist appeared, which he tossed down.

whoosh-

The gray mist snaked out and landed precisely on a certain spot on the lake surface, which was exactly where the "Seven Star Book" pointed out the key point of the formation.

Suddenly.

The cold mist over the entire frozen lake seemed to be frozen in time, no longer dissipating.

Wang Xi remained calm as he made a hand gesture and recited a mantra.

A pitch-black, eight-zhang-tall Dharma image suddenly appeared behind him, and a jade python coiled around his right arm, transforming into a dazzling white jade sword.

"Slay!" he shouted softly.

Xuanlong Zhenren's avatar then swung his sword, and a pale white sword curtain fell heavily on the array's core.

Boom! !
There was a loud bang.

The cold mist over the frozen lake suddenly dissipated, revealing the pavilions and towers on the lakeside—the Winter Gate Formation had been broken, losing all its concealment and defensive effects.

"not good!"

"Someone has broken through the formation!"

"Quickly gather your disciples to defend against the enemy!"

"Elder Ding! Elder Ge! Come with me!"

The immense momentum created by breaking through the formation immediately drew gasps of surprise.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Streaks of sword light flew from between the pavilions and towers, gathering in mid-air.

In less than a minute, hundreds of men and women in white robes, riding on flying swords, gathered above Tibetan Snow Lake. They were all disciples of the Winter Gate of the Heavenly Alliance.

There were six elders in green robes leading the group.

The crowd stared in astonishment at the young man standing high above, and at the enormous, pitch-black Dharma image eight zhang tall behind him, feeling as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Who are you?"

A middle-aged elder with a dark face and a long beard, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword at his waist, shouted with a gloomy expression.

This person's name is Ding Hong, and his strength is among the top of the elders.

"What is the purpose of forcibly breaking through my protective formation without even asking what happened? If you cannot provide a reasonable explanation, you will surely not leave alive!"

Wang Xi remained calm despite the large scale of the event.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture ramrod straight, and said calmly:

"I do not wish to waste my breath on such worthless people as you. Let your sect leader speak."

Upon hearing this, Elder Ding's face turned ugly, and the killing intent in his eyes intensified. He sneered, "You have quite the arrogance!"

Clang——

He immediately drew the sword from his waist. The sword flashed with a cold, dazzling light, causing all the disciples present to squint.

Elder Ding's sword strike unleashed a crescent-shaped silver gale that hurtled straight toward the young man.

Available in the next second.

A black dragon, over ten meters long, flew out from the left arm of the eight-zhang-tall Dharma Image and spiraled down. A gust of wind struck it, and with a crisp clang, the attack was easily neutralized.

The white jade sword in Faxiang's right hand suddenly shone brightly, and he swung the sword back.

—"Mind's Eye Sword (Mark)"

Even though it is just an ordinary blue mark, its power is incredibly great when used by the current Xuanlong Zhenren Dharma Form.

Everyone in the room felt a flash before their eyes.

Elder Ding is already decapitated!
Blood-stained corpses and broken swords fell from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ice, creating a blinding crimson stain.

"what!"

"How can it be?!"

"Elder Ding?!"

The disciples were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and even their flying swords became unsteady.

The five green-robed elders' expressions changed drastically, and they were all sweating profusely.

Ding Hong......

He was killed by this young man in a single move!
There was probably no one present who could rival him!
Just then, a cold shout, tinged with suppressed anger, rang out:
"Do you think I have no one to serve me?!"

boom! !

A beam of light, as sharp as a pillar, descended from the sky.

In an instant, he transformed into a middle-aged man with his hair tied up and wearing a silver robe. This man walked through the air, and although he did not carry a long sword, his entire being was as sharp as a sword, exuding an imposing aura.

His eyes, in particular, seemed to contain a chilling sword intent.

Wang Xi glanced at him.

"Tu Yu, Sect Master of the Winter Gate of the Heavenly Alliance and Sword Master of Bailin (Nemesis/Title 5-Star/Elite)"

The copper-framed entry above its head gleamed brightly.

"I told you to come out and talk, and you actually did."

Wang Xi was not surprised but delighted, and a dangerous smile appeared on his face.

Upon hearing this, Tu Yu, the leader of the Winter Gate, frowned: "Just who are you?"

"The true successor of the Ink Sword Studio, Wang Xizhi."

Wang Xi smiled and drawled out the last syllable:
"And also—the one who killed you!"

boom! !

next moment.

Wang Xi was enveloped in golden flames, and his aura suddenly surged. The terrifying aura caused the hundreds of white-robed men and women present to turn pale and sway, forcing them to retreat.

When they looked up again, they were all stunned.

In mid-air, the youth had a pair of long, curved horns on his forehead, his eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, he wore golden scale armor, had a pair of ferocious wings on his back, and held an ancient wooden sword upside down in his hand.

—"Ancient Dragon Lord"!
"A demon...a great demon!!"

An elder with a horse-like face and green robes screamed in terror, his expression contorted.

The other elders all took a step back, their faces filled with fear and even panic.

"This is impossible……"

Sect Master Tu Yu frowned, looking at the golden monster with slight surprise and doubt, and said in a deep voice: "Demons and monsters do not have the Yellow Court Inner Landscape, so how did they come to the outside world!"

But soon, he realized something, and his pupils contracted.

"A true disciple of the Ink Sword Sect! You are a demon-transformed Grand Cultivator!"

"Damn!!"

Tu Yu suddenly attacked, summoning thousands of flying swords that hurtled into the air.

"Hahaha!" Wang Xi offered no explanation, nor was there any need for one; instead, he burst into wild laughter. "Let me see your skills, Sect Leader Tu!"

"If you lose, not a single chicken or dog will be spared in the entire Wintergate!"

His voice was deafening.

Its dragon wings spread out behind it, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Another fan opened, and a strong autumn wind blew.

Huhu——

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Thousands of flying swords were blown about and flew everywhere.

Wang Xi opened his mouth and spat out golden flames like an inverted volcano, which poured down on his head.

Tu Yu's expression changed.

Boom! ! !

...

...

The Four Symbols Court.

On the Enlightenment Platform.

At this moment, hundreds of cultivators dressed in various outfits have gathered here, all of them disciples and leaders from various immortal sects.

Jingming, Ziyi, and six other disciples of the Mojianzhai sect, along with dozens of other disciples, waited quietly on the platform.

"Senior Brother Jingming, the disciples from the immortal sects of Rotten Axe Mountain, Peach Blossom Spring, Magu Mountain, and Douxuan Kingdom have all arrived. When shall we set off to attack the Heavenly Alliance?"

A male disciple dressed in a black robe asked a question.

His expression was serious, and his eyes revealed hatred.

"Junior Brother Liu and Junior Sister Su were both killed by the evil cultivators of the Heavenly Alliance. It would be a disgrace not to avenge them!"

“Junior Brother Tan, I understand how you feel, but the worst thing to do right now is to be impatient. Let’s wait patiently.”

Jingming patted the other person on the shoulder and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Ziyi noticed that the disciples of various immortal sects around them were subtly casting sympathetic and pitying glances at them.

Ziyi sighed inwardly.

She exchanged glances with Jingming and the other close disciples, all of them showing understanding.

Mo Jian Zhai seems to have been targeted by the Heavenly Alliance, suffering the most disciples and incurring the most severe losses.

"There are many secluded immortal sects, but they cannot escape the law of the jungle in the mortal world."

At this moment, a man dressed in iron armor and holding a long spear walked over with a group of soldiers.

He sneered and said, "You Mojianzhai people spend your days writing and playing with your pen, but when faced with a powerful enemy, you will naturally not escape your fate... Right now you are eager to take revenge, but I'm afraid you juniors will not be able to achieve your goal."

This man was none other than Batu, the leader of the Douxuan Kingdom.

"Fellow Daoist Ba, the swords of the disciples of Mojianzhai are both literary and deadly weapons! We will take responsibility for the enmity of the Heavenly Alliance! But you, sir, are now speaking ill of your fellow Daoists and sowing discord among our allies. Have you forgotten our original intention of sharing a common hatred and fighting together against a powerful enemy?"

Jingming said in a deep voice.

"Such remarks are not only excessive, but also unwise!"

The disciples of Mojianzhai around him all looked hostile.

Batu didn't seem to care, but smiled instead:

"As expected of a scholar, you are eloquent... Don't blame me for speaking bluntly, but none of you have a single great cultivator present on this trip. When the battle begins, you will likely suffer a great loss."

"There's no need for Fellow Daoist Ba to worry about that; we have our own solutions."

Ziyi clasped her hands in a respectful bow and spoke very politely.

His tone was rather cold.

Batu shook his head and led his men away.

After this little incident, everyone from Mojianzhai was in low spirits and looked embarrassed.

at this time.

A figure descended from the sky above the Enlightenment Platform.

He was a handsome young man with his long hair tied up.

"Gentlemen, I have kept you waiting. I am Li Qingke, the chief of the Azure Dragon Hall of the Four Symbols Court, here on behalf of the court..."

The young master landed in the center of the platform, looked around, and said loudly.

"Before setting off to attack the Heavenly Alliance, the Four Symbols Court received some good news, which I would like to share with you all..."

His expression turned solemn, and he said earnestly.

Everyone present was somewhat puzzled.

Important news?

The surrounding chatter subsided, and everyone waited for what would happen next.

Then Li Qingke cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and said:

"Just recently, the Heavenly Alliance Winter Gate was destroyed, the blessed land 'Hidden Snow Lake' was razed to the ground, and the sect leader Tu Yu, seven great cultivator elders and hundreds of disciples... all perished!"

"what?!"

There was an uproar.

The team leaders were stunned, and the disciples were shocked.

The Winter Gate, one of the four gates of the Heavenly Alliance, suddenly disappeared without a trace?!
"Fellow Daoist Li, may I ask who did this?"

On the other side of Rotten Axe Mountain, a female disciple with her hair tied up bowed, her robes embroidered with silver patterns of warp and weft, exuding an extraordinary air.

The others, while delighted, also showed curiosity.

Then Li Qingke chuckled and sighed:

"It is said that I am an old acquaintance of his—Wang Xizhi, a true disciple of the Mo Jian Zhai!"

(End of this chapter)