Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 212 The Demon Lord is About to Die
Liangzhou Dajing Prefecture, Yijiang.

Returning to the banks of Hongze, the night was cool as water.

"Hahaha! He really is here! Brother Zhao's tracking skills are truly amazing!"

"You young demon, obediently hand over that ancient talisman, and we'll give you a quick death!"

In his prime, he wore a black robe that was now tattered and ragged.

He was covered in blood, indicating that he had been through several major battles.

He looked around, slightly out of breath.

The sword in his hand was also broken, and blood was gushing out from the wound, dripping onto the ground along the broken blade.

However, there was no sign of panic in his eyes.

"Hmph, don't even think about resisting anymore. Many rogue cultivators have already laid a trap at Yijiangkou and Chian Valley. This time, they will surely make sure you are beheaded!"

Among the crowd, the leader was a handsome young cultivator who looked at Sheng Nian with disdain.

His words were filled with righteous indignation and were extremely forceful.

"You beast! To seize the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs in that secret medicinal garden, you actually raped and murdered the kind-hearted Zhao family sister! Today, you will never leave Yijiang!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Not only that, you also secretly attacked and killed my brother in order to seize the 'Sinking Sand Mysterious Gold,' the supreme spiritual treasure of gold and earth!"

"He also killed Fellow Daoist Hongyu!"

"His numerous crimes are so heinous that they are beyond description!"

"..."

Sheng Nian's gaze was deep and unfathomable, like a still, deep pool. He casually glanced at the group, a cold smile playing on his lips: "You're trying to attribute your own achievements to me..."

"Fellow 'righteous' fellow cultivators, how can you expect to have clear thoughts in your future cultivation after such behavior?"

The young cultivator at the head of the group frowned and shouted sternly, "Nonsense! Even on the verge of death, you still try to spread falsehoods and mislead the public!"

"When you committed those heinous crimes, did you ever imagine the fate that you would face today, which is now being condemned by all of you?"

The night wind howled on the river, causing the tattered black robe to flutter.

Looking around, among those chasing him were righteous cultivators from Suspended Sword Mountain, rogue cultivators, and even... demonic cultivators from the Demon Ruins disguised as rogue cultivators.

Some of them wanted to silence him because they had been caught committing a heinous crime.

Some people attacked him because he had taken what they wanted from that secret realm.

Some people simply want to use these greedy and foolish individuals to get rid of themselves.

Sheng Nian sighed inwardly, realizing he had been too hasty after all.

In addition to the rare and precious materials, there was an unexpected gain in the secret realm we visited. According to the guidance of the ancient demon within us, it should be another, even larger ancient battlefield.

I had intended to invite Song Yan to come along and investigate, but I didn't expect these two treacherous people to act so quickly.

After a series of relentless battles, even someone with formidable demonic powers in their prime couldn't withstand such relentless attacks.

Now that we are surrounded by enemies, if I do not use that secret technique to escape, I am afraid I will die.

"If it weren't for the loss of some cultivation for that ancient talisman, these bastards..."

A voice rose from the depths of his heart: "Kid, as long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood. Use your escape technique if you want."

This secret technique has many potential problems, which is why Sheng Nian has been hesitant to use it.

Not only will their cultivation level drop, but their foundation will also be affected. This activity has already depleted their cultivation level in order to obtain the treasure, so the loss will be even greater.

Furthermore, after using it, due to the severe damage to his own vital energy, Xinshan Sanren will immediately sense that the demonic seed he left in his body has been sealed.

In addition to his hidden injuries, his Foundation Establishment will likely be delayed for a long time, which will also cause many of his original plans to be postponed and disrupted.

A series of consequences forced him to reconsider.

However, now that these people have sealed off the Yi River, if we don't use the Blood Escape Technique, we will probably die today.

"Old Xie, with my current foundation, how long would it take to recover my damaged foundation using this secret technique?"

"At least two years," the voice in the depths of his mind said. "Your malevolent aura is already extremely heavy, and moreover, it's a vicious and malevolent energy that clings to the bone. It accumulates very quickly, and once it's left behind, it's as difficult to expel as pulling silk from a cocoon."

"If we can seize that Dujue Ancient Jade, perhaps we can speed things up a bit."

Xie Laomo felt a little regretful.

If it weren't for the various unexpected events within the secret realm that led to the current situation, he wouldn't have wanted this kid to use his secret techniques.

In his prime, he possessed extraordinary comprehension and received his own guidance, laying an incredibly solid foundation. Every step he took before establishing his foundation was solid and grounded.

This old man has lived for ten thousand years, and this is the first time he has taught a disciple without reservation.

Naturally, they also wanted to see just how high such a flawless foundation-building path, combined with their self-created Great Night Demon True Art, could reach.

It's a real shame.

With a powerful slap, the broken horizontal sword splintered on the ground.

Prepare to use a secret technique.

Strangely, none of the six or seven people who were shouting made a move.

This man in his prime possessed incredibly strange and terrifying demonic skills. In the previous attempts to ambush him, everyone thought he was on his last legs.

But he always manages to use some strange methods, not only escaping death each time, but also managing to kill several people.

Who knows if he still has any trump cards up his sleeve?

Everyone knows perfectly well that they are all here to kill and silence witnesses for some sordid and despicable purpose, or simply to kill and rob.

If you were to become the one to stick your neck out and suffer a desperate counterattack from this person, it would be a huge loss.

The leader was named Jiang Chen. After he finished speaking his threats, he noticed that no one around him made a move, and his expression turned somewhat gloomy.

He wanted to use some righteous pretext to take advantage of the situation and get rid of this person.

And aren't others the same?

They all harbored ulterior motives.

Jiang Chen knew that if he didn't come, probably no one would choose to make the first move.

If this drags on, and this person takes the opportunity to recover and develop some other evil powers, things will become even more difficult.

He gathered spiritual energy between his hands and shouted, "Demon! Today, I will teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Countless spiritual energies condensed around him into the sword energy of four identical flying swords, exuding a chilling aura.

With a flick of his sword, four sword energies shot towards Sheng Nian!

At the same time, the surrounding crowd also assumed fighting stances, concentrating their attention and preparing to swarm and kill this person.

As the blood and qi circulate, the Blood Escape Technique has begun to subtly burn the meridians of this young man.

Just then, a streak of dark purple light shot through the air from the east, annihilating the four sword energies one by one.

At the same time, its momentum remained undiminished, and it continued to shoot towards Jiang Chen.

He was terrified and hastily summoned a jade seal magic artifact, barely managing to block the black-purple stream of light.

Only then did they realize that this stream of light...

It was just a black feather.

"Gah——"

A black crow flew in from nowhere, flapping its wings, and landed on the hilt of the broken sword that Sheng Nian had stuck in the ground.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at the crow warily.

Even Sheng Nian was stunned.

However, when he sensed the unique aura emanating from the crow, he suddenly smiled with relief, and the Blood Escape Technique dissipated.

The room fell silent.

The crow's head glanced at Sheng Nian, then turned to look at the group of cultivators surrounding him.

Only then did everyone notice that the crow's eyes were gleaming with a strange golden light.

"Gah—" A sudden cry of a crow.

A black and white flying sword fell from the sky and landed straight between Sheng Nian and the other cultivators.

Above the sword hilt, a round, icy moon hangs.

Wild geese return to the marshland, and the reeds sway gently in the still air.

All the onlookers saw was a tall, slender figure strolling leisurely through the fine grass, his black Taoist robe brushing past the blood-stained wildflowers beside Sheng Nian.

Despite appearing to be walking slowly, she reached Sheng Nian's side in just a few breaths.

"Isn't this Young Master Sheng?"

The young cultivator carried an ancient sword box on his back and casually patted Sheng Nian on the shoulder.

With a mocking expression, he said, "After all these years apart, how have you ended up in such a state?"

"Cough...Pah." Sheng Nian's eyes were filled with joy, but he spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at him: "You dog...You only came out after watching enough of the show?"

The person who arrived was none other than Song Yan.

Upon hearing Sheng Nian's words, he adopted an absurd expression: "How can you slander someone's innocence like this?"

Xiao Ju, panting heavily, barely caught up with him, and Chen Jiping and Lu Yuan also arrived one after another.

Seeing Sheng Nian in this state, Chen Jiping was surprised, but did not panic.

“Ah Yuan, you go and help Young Master Song. I will heal the young master’s wounds.”

"it is good."

Chen Jiping came to Sheng Nian's side, helped him sit down, and streams of blood flowed from her hands through her body to Sheng Nian.

Looking at so many cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining, Xiao Ju felt uneasy.

In the past, she would have run away and hidden elsewhere because she felt she was not qualified to stand here.

But now, she is desperately telling herself that.

"Xiao Ju! Cheer up! Don't embarrass Senior Song!"

The group that had been besieging the young man were all somewhat flustered when they saw the enemy suddenly arrive to help.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said to the group, "Fellow Daoists, I am Jiang Chen from Suspended Sword Mountain. This man raped and murdered a female cultivator, stole her treasure, and killed her."

“I advise you to see this person’s ugly face clearly, so as not to help the wicked and add to your own karma.”

He then looked at Song Yan: "I also advise this fellow Daoist to sever ties with him as soon as possible. Don't..."

"You've ruined your future!"

Jiang Chen's expression was ruthless. This young woman had to die today, otherwise, if his affair of raping and murdering that bitch from the Zhao family were exposed...

After all, he was a disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sect and a member of the Zhao family of Dong Chu. Unless he broke through to the Foundation Establishment realm immediately, it would be difficult for Xuan Jian Mountain to protect him.

Whoever tries to save him today will die!
Jiang Chen was at the peak of Qi Refining, while the other six cultivators who were besieging him were all at the late stage of Qi Refining.

On the other hand, the young man in his prime had no strength left, and apart from the young man in front of him who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, only this corpse puppet had some skill.

It's still a sure thing.

Song Yan tilted his head slightly to look at Sheng Nian. A crow leisurely flapped its wings, fell from the sky, and landed on his shoulder.

Two pairs of golden eyes lit up simultaneously in the darkness: "Is there anyone here who needs leniency?"

Jiang Chen's face darkened, and anger surged within him.

Sheng Nian grinned, raised his bloodstained finger to face the crowd, and pointed at each of them: "This one raped and murdered a female cultivator, framed me, and cultivates an evil technique of replenishing yang by absorbing yin."

"This one, in order to seize the Sunken Sand Mystic Gold, secretly plotted against his own elder brother, and then turned around and accused him."

Everyone he pointed at showed some unnatural expression on their face.

"Master Song, you must do me justice!"

Jiang Chen shouted sternly, "Nonsense! You..."

hum-

Before he could finish speaking, a flying sword in shades of blue and purple transformed into a beam of spiritual light and shot towards him. Jiang Chen was startled and quickly summoned his small seal magic weapon to defend against it.

Just before they were about to touch, Song Yan whispered something.

"The tide has stopped."

A surge of cyan sword energy rolled out from the flying sword, splashing upwards.

laugh!
Caught off guard, the spiritual energy became unstable, and the spiritual light on the small seal flickered, seemingly unable to hold on, and was moved slightly by the upward slash of the sword energy.

Two of the surrounding cultivators summoned their magical artifacts and approached Song Yan.

However, the person at the very edge of the crowd quietly took a step back and retreated behind the others.

On the battlefield, Ji Linjun and Ti Yue unleashed their two flying swords, moving like swimming fish to meet the three.

The crescent moon split into three arcs of light, sweeping out with the speed of thunder.

The amplified arc of light from this sword formation was incredibly powerful, and the three of them barely managed to withstand it.

The dissipated sword energy transformed into sword marks.

The group was about to launch a counterattack.

But then Song Yan flicked his finger, and the sword energy triggered the overlapping blades, tearing apart Jiang Chen's protective spiritual energy.

At the same time, an incomparably sharp golden light had already condensed at Song Yan's fingertips.

hum-

The true essence of swordsmanship flowed through his body without any hindrance.

"what!!"

In excruciating pain, Jiang Chen staggered backward, blood gushing from his chest, yet he did not die.

"Oh?"

Song Yan was somewhat surprised.

When facing multiple enemies, his consistent approach is to take swift and decisive action, ruthlessly reducing the enemy's numbers.

I thought that after this series of punches, Jiang Chen was doomed.

Surprisingly, the other party survived.

Wisps of silvery-white spiritual energy appeared around Jiang Chen, slowly flowing into his pierced heart and repairing his injuries.

Well, it seems that he is, after all, a cultivator who has reached the peak of Qi Refining, so it is quite normal for him to have some means of self-protection.

Jiang Chen looked at Song Yan with utter horror.

This person's actions were swift and decisive. If it weren't for his innate physical condition being different from ordinary people, with his heart located on the right, and the secret technique of "replenishing the body through cultivation," he wouldn't have been able to stabilize his heart meridian.

At this moment, seemingly sensing that a great battle was about to begin, the masked corpse puppet walked to Song Yan's side and bowed very politely.

“Ah Yuan is clumsy and slow-witted, I hope Young Master Song will not blame him.”

Song Yan nodded, but felt that the voice of the corpse puppet was somewhat familiar.

The blood hole in Jiang Chen's chest had stopped bleeding, and the silver spiritual energy was mixed with the blood color.

His expression hardened, and his spiritual power surged, causing the jade seal to glow with a bright blue light.

"This demon is hard to get rid of. Fellow Daoists, please help me to kill this scoundrel first."

Song Yan snorted coldly, his sleeves billowing in the wind, and the green snake sword energy from his sleeves poured out like a waterfall, drawing a curtain of sword energy in the center of the battlefield.

He took out a horizontal sword from his Qiankun bag and casually tossed it at Sheng Nian's feet.

"If it can be restored even a little, I'll take matters into my own hands."

"Don't just sit there like a young master."

It was the sword that was obtained from the tiger demon Shaoshan Jun.

(End of this chapter)