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Chapter 156 Shen Xian: But, it's not enough! (Seeking monthly votes!)

"Dong dong..."

Shen Xian looked up at the battle between the immortals in the sky and prepared to convert the golden immortal's head later.

Well, let Mo Qianqiu fight with the elders of the Yuqing Sect first.

It would be best to disable a few more.

He watched as one of the senior elders, already severely injured, left.

But, it's not enough!
These old fogies from the Jade Purity Sect should be eliminated a few more times.

At this moment, Mo Qianqiu was indeed invincible, not only driving the Golden Immortal's head, but also controlling his natal corpse puppet to share the pressure.

Demonic energy surged forth, revealing a corpse puppet. The corpse puppet was not human, but a strange beast resembling a dog, with long, pointed ears.

"Hou?" Princess Cui Li's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her clear, bright eyes showed surprise.

Shen Xian asked, "A zombie?"

"The sixth realm is called Ba, the seventh realm is called Hou, and the Corpse Yin Sect Master's natal corpse puppet is a Hou," the Princess explained.

Shen Xian said, "In a battle of eight realms like this, the Hou's role would be limited, wouldn't it?"

As the battle with the Corpse Yin Sect dragged on, they also learned about the level of the Corpse Yin Sect's natal corpse puppets.

White zombie, black zombie, green zombie, purple zombie, and flying zombie are equivalent to the five realms of immortality.

Above that are the Six Realms of Ba and the Seven Realms of Hou.

"Not necessarily. With their thick skin and tough flesh, they can hold back an eighth-realm cultivator and gain many opportunities to win against such immortal combat power," the princess said.

Shen Xian said, "Let's also take action and wipe out the evil people of the Corpse Yin Sect."

This battle, as it stands today, is almost over.

Of course, on the surface, Mo Qianqiu of the Corpse Yin Sect has the upper hand.

However, the six powerful figures of the Jade Purity Sect were not to be trifled with.

On the other side, Lin Xuan, the peak master of Taibai Sword Peak of Shangqing Sect, was fighting against a Supreme Elder of Corpse Yin Sect. As time went by, both sides became familiar with each other's fighting styles.

The battle between the two sides is largely a stalemate.

But seeing Mo Qianqiu driving the golden immortal's head to suppress all directions, the Taibai Peak Master felt an endless fighting spirit surge in his heart. He raised his longsword, its cold light flashing, wishing he could fight Mo Qianqiu to the death.

He knew that with his peak seventh-realm cultivation, he probably didn't even have the qualifications to intervene.

Meanwhile, Elder Shao and Elder Xu were vying with Xuanlan Daoist and Shaoyang Daoist of the Yuqing Sect.

The Grand Elder led two other elders to quickly join the battle.

At this moment, a chaotic battle was raging high in the sky, with the dazzling light of magical artifacts and shouts shaking the heavens and the earth.

Dongyang Daoist, Heshou Daoist, An Shouxin, and others, armed with weapons, charged at the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect.

For a moment, the shouts and sounds of killing shook the earth.

The offensive, both in the sky and on the ground, was relentless and continuous.

Just then, two figures flew out swiftly, accompanied by earth-shattering roars. It was clear that a Supreme Elder of the Jade Purity Sect had been severely injured by Mo Qianqiu's use of the Immortal Corpse's head.

In an instant, including the Jade Purity Sect's Supreme Elder who had previously suffered heavy losses, only half of the six elders who had originally besieged Mo Qianqiu remained.

Mo Qianqiu stood in the void, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings. At this moment, the sect leader of the Corpse Yin Sect felt that although this world was vast, there was no one who could rival him!
In fact, it was probably the Taiqing Sect Leader who made the move; otherwise, there was indeed no one who could suppress Mo Qianqiu.

Nie Huai, a disciple of the Yellow Springs Sect who was watching the battle from afar, was also quite shocked and said, "The Corpse Yin Sect Master's methods are so amazing right now?"

Ying Wuming, the Daoist disciple of the Heavenly Punishment Sect, coldly said, "Borrowing the power of an immortal corpse is not something he can do."

Tang Huiyu, the Holy Maiden of the Youluo Divine Cult, blinked, her heart equally shocked.

However, Wang Yaozhi was not among the array of Daoist disciples and saintesses at this moment.

At this moment, besides the holy sons and daughters of the Demonic Sect watching the battle, two female figures appeared in the mountains in the northwest corner of the battlefield.

Cui Mei and Zheng Nianxi gazed at the distant battle, their eyes sweeping over the imperial troops rushing like a tide below.

"The battle is becoming increasingly intense," Zheng Nianxi said softly, her voice gentle as water.

Cui Mei said softly, "Yes, Shen Xian is not as lucky as before."

Previously, Shen Xian led his troops to a great victory over the Corpse Yin Sect in Heshan, capturing many enemies, which naturally caught the attention of Cui Mei and Zheng Nianxi.

However, just then, a playful laugh came from beside him: "Where did these two little girls come from, pretending to be a wise man sitting on the mountain watching the tigers fight?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Mei's heart skipped a beat. She turned her gaze and saw a beautiful woman with snow-white skin, a ring of copper bells on her wrist, and a charming look in her eyes and brows.

Wang Yaozhi sized up the two of them. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, her naturally alluring peach blossom eyes flashed with a look of shrewdness.

Her virginity was full, firm, and perky.

"rub!"

Cui Mei had already drawn the precious sword from her waist, its blade gleaming with stars, clearly indicating that it was a divine weapon of superior quality.

Zheng Nianxi also conjured a red diamond in her palm, which shimmered with spiritual light and was then offered up to Wang Yaozhi.

Wang Yaozhi chuckled and said, "Oh dear, are you going to fight this fairy?"

"Witch, take this!" Cui Mei's face was as cold as ice, and she slashed her long sword at Wang Yaozhi.

Wang Yaozhi gave a soft snort, and stretched out her hands like lightning, instantly grasping the blade.

"Buzz!"

With a trembling sound, the longsword's blade was as clear and lustrous as water.

Zheng Nianxi's red diamond-shaped ornament was already hurtling towards Wang Yaozhi.

Wang Yaozhi was, after all, at the fourth level of the Immortal Realm, the Dao Embryo Realm. She effortlessly neutralized the attacks of the two.

Zheng Nianxi transmitted her thoughts to Cui Mei, saying, "Neither you nor I are a match for this demoness. Use the divine jade slip your master gave you."

Cui Mei was also startled at this moment, knowing that the demoness in front of her was a powerful being above the fourth realm, and was about to take out the divine jade slip from her Sumeru bag.

Wang Yaozhi, with her alluring gaze, suddenly raised a silk handkerchief in her hand, from which pink mist and haze filled the air.

Cui Mei felt a moment of dizziness and fainted on the spot.

Zheng Nianxi had a stronger spiritual sense, or rather, she had a protective spiritual treasure. Upon seeing this, she exclaimed in surprise, "Witch, this is a bewitching miasma!"

"Oh, this young lady has quite the discerning eye." As Wang Yaozhi spoke, she swayed and arrived in front of Zheng Nianxi, placing the handkerchief in her hand on Zheng Nianxi's gentle and quiet face.

Zheng Nianxi was in a daze and ultimately could not resist, fainting.

"You two are perfect vessels for this old lady," Wang Yaozhi thought to herself as she looked at the two beautiful women with graceful figures.

She wanted to absorb the essence of the Red Sun, so naturally she wouldn't do it herself. Instead, she used the secret techniques of the Maiden to control the two of them.

It can be said that although Wang Yaozhi is the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, she values ​​her own primordial yin very much and plans to save it for future breakthroughs to higher realms. How could it be easily broken?
……

...Divine Capital, Qianyuan Hall
At this moment, the Empress wore a golden crown with tassels hanging down her head and a brocade robe, sitting in the center.

Standing to the left is Xiang Gu Nanzhu from the Daming Palace, while to the right is the Imperial Preceptor Murong Yue, who controls the Mountain and River Magic Realm.

Below, on both sides of the hall, stood the civil and military officials of the grand scene, watching the great battle between good and evil that affected the fate of the world through the Mountain and River Mirror.

Empress Cui Li raised her eyebrows, a hint of surprise appearing in her bright phoenix eyes, and asked, "The Corpse Yin Sect is so powerful, what is the origin of this Immortal Corpse?"

Murong Yue said, "It should be an ancient immortal corpse. In my opinion, it should be a Golden Immortal Daoist."

Golden Immortals are also known as Celestial Immortals or Daoist Lords.

True immortals are called earth immortals or true lords.

Beneath the emerald-green eyebrows of the Heavenly Empress, her phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light as she softly asked, "Could the Jade Purity Sect possibly withstand this?"

He was overjoyed that Shen Xian's "driving away the tiger to devour the wolf" strategy had worked, but he was still very worried when he saw that the Corpse Yin Sect demons had the upper hand.

If even the Jade Purity Sect is no match for them, then wouldn't the Corpse Yin Sect truly be unstoppable?

Murong Yue said, "There are many experts in the Jade Purity Sect. Even if we are not able to defeat them for the time being, there is still Taiqing."

Just now, she saw three Supreme Elders of the Eighth Realm, who had been seriously injured and fled from the attack of the Golden Immortal's head.

The immortal corpse that the Corpse Yin Sect is refining this time is truly troublesome.

The Empress said coldly, "If these demonic cultivators were only fighting among immortals and didn't involve mortals, they wouldn't be so despicable!"

The more of these immortals who defy the imperial court, the better!
The diva harbored a ruthless heart.

Meanwhile, the court officials in the hall were looking solemnly at the scene reflected in the landscape mirror.

Yao Zhiwei said indignantly, "These demonic people have such extraordinary powers, why do they have to make things difficult for mortals?"

One hundred thousand people have all become corpse demons. What an utterly heinous evil!

"It is said that it is to extract the evil energy of mortal corpses in order to refine corpses." A look of sorrow appeared on the face of Xu Shi, the Minister of Rites.

Zhang Huaidao's face was filled with anger, and his tone was full of indignation: "This is utterly immoral and cannot be tolerated by Heaven."

Cai Heng asked, "Your Majesty, Scholar Shen has already severely injured the Corpse Yin Sect's demons, so why are there still so many demons?"

Those present were equally astonished upon hearing this.

A gloomy expression settled on the Empress's face as she said, "It is said that the Corpse Yin Sect has ten elders and twenty-four protectors. We severely injured them before, but the Corpse Yin Sect was not fundamentally harmed."

These were all detected by the powerful figures of the Vermilion Bird Bureau and the Shangqing Sect.

Minister of War Wei Xueqian, holding an ivory jade tablet, quickly stepped out of the court and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, we should send more capable officials to Anzhou to provide assistance."

The Empress nodded and said, "The Jade Purity Sect has dispatched six Supreme Elders and two Elders, while the Upper Purity Sect has also dispatched four Peak Masters. They should be able to quell the situation."

At this moment, the six Supreme Elders of the Jade Purity Sect, who should have been suppressing the situation, have already lost four of them, driven by Mo Qianqiu's immortal corpse head.

One of the Supreme Elders at the Tribulation Transcending Realm was suppressed by Mo Qianqiu, his Dao body collapsed, and only his primordial spirit escaped under the cover of his companions.

The remaining two are still struggling to hold on.

Mo Qianqiu's laughter resounded throughout the heavens and earth. It could be said that the bitterness of being chased like a rat by the three religions and being bullied by his fellow practitioners for many years vanished in an instant.

This is only the head of a Golden Immortal. If he were to refine the entire Golden Immortal corpse puppet...

In terms of combat power in this realm, he should be number one!

If the Corpse Yin Sect members refine those twenty-two immortal corpses, they will undoubtedly become the fourth largest sect in the demonic path!

At this moment, the Supreme Elders of the Jade Purity Sect were all listless and their faces were filled with fear and rage.

Three people were struggling to suppress the power of the Five Signs of Decay within them, but they were still no match for the opponent.

It is foreseeable that they will most likely perish after returning.

……

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Great Crimson Sky Cave, Eight Scenery Palace

This is the residence of the Taiqing Sect, the leader of the Taoist sect. The palace is ancient and simple, with a bluish-gray color.

In the spacious hall, a tall, eight-trigram alchemy furnace stood in the center, its surface covered with intricate bronze patterns. Around the furnace were several disciples of the Taiqing Sect.

Three men and one woman, including both the elderly and the young.

What impressed me most was a female Taoist priest wearing a plain cloud-patterned robe, holding a whisk. Her jade-like features were extremely similar to those of the princess, with delicate eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a nose like a jade bridge, and cherry lips. However, her beautiful face was cold and indifferent, and her temperament was like a piece of iceberg jade.

This person was none other than Princess Da Jing, the younger sister of the late Emperor Hong Xi—Li Xianhui.

"Sect Leader." The big-headed boy among them, with a pockmarked face, looked worried: "I see that the fellow practitioners of the Jade Purity Sect are no match for the demonic cultivators."

The old man with white hair and beard, leaning on a cane with a green gourd hanging from it, said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Daoist, the Corpse Yin Sect has obtained the Immortal Relic Cave Heaven. I'm afraid Mo Qianqiu really does have the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir."

The young man said coldly, "Whether or not there is the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is hard to say, but there should be quite a few ancient immortal corpses."

The Taiqing Sect Leader, Daoist Fuqiu, gave a soft "hmm," his attitude neither agreeing nor disagreeing. He was also watching the battle through some kind of magic mirror. He was an old man with white hair, a large nose bridge, and a kind face.

"Sect Leader, have there been any changes in the rankings on the Heavenly Ranking?" Li Xianhui, the Jade True Daoist, suddenly asked.

“No.” Fuqiu Zi shook his head.

Li Xianhui stretched out her slender hand, closed her eyes, and her delicate, white fingers moved rapidly. She parted her lips slightly and said, "That Mo Qianqiu's momentum cannot last long, but I don't know why."

In the end, even the female Taoist priest frowned, looking quite puzzled.

The big-headed boy asked in surprise, "Could there be another variable?"

Fuqiu Zi said calmly, "When the world is in turmoil, dragons and snakes rise from the land; such changes are to be expected."

"Sect Leader, Sect Leader Yuqing requests an audience." A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a seven-star Taoist crown and a water-fire robe strode into the hall and bowed to Sect Leader Taiqing.

Fuqiu Zi nodded and said, "Just say that I am currently in seclusion."

However, the middle-aged Taoist priest paused for a moment, then bowed again: "Sect Leader, he is already waiting outside the hall."

Upon hearing this, Fuqiu Zi's aged face showed a hint of helplessness, and he could only instruct the middle-aged Taoist to lead Haoyang Taoist into the hall.

Upon seeing Fuqiu Zi, Daoist Haoyang's usually stern and indifferent face softened considerably. As soon as he entered the hall, he went straight to the point: "Senior brother, Mo Qianqiu, the sect leader of the Corpse Yin Sect, is driving immortal corpses to wreak havoc. The Ancient Yuan Realm is about to face a catastrophe for all living beings. Senior brother, you and I should join forces to suppress this scoundrel!"

Clearly aware that Fuqiu Zi was also paying attention to the battle between good and evil in Anzhou, he didn't beat around the bush and directly invited him.

"The time is not yet ripe, so it is not wise to interfere rashly." Fuqiu Zi remained as calm as ever.

The young man who had spoken earlier took over the conversation, his tone ambiguous, whether sarcastic or otherwise, and asked, "Brother Haoyang, didn't Yuqing send out six eighth-realm experts?"

Big-Headed Boy frowned and said, "Six fellow cultivators at the fifth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, and we can't even take them down?"

Haoyang Daoist's face darkened, but being from the Eight Views Palace, he composed himself and said, "The Corpse Yin Sect is powerful, which is why we, Taiqing and Yuqing, need to join forces."

He looked expectantly at Fuqiu Zi and said, "Senior brother, please come out of the mountain to slay demons and restore a bright and clear world to the ancient Yuan Realm!"

(End of this chapter)