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Above the clouds.

Master Zhuxuan stared down at the monster below, howling in pain and its flesh mutated, clutching an empty, pitch-black jade bottle tightly in his hand.

Several days ago, Suwen sent someone to deliver this elixir, along with a secret order from the sect leader:

[Bestow medicine upon Xuanji, awaiting the blooming of flowers.]

At that time, Zhu Xuan noticed the strange aura of the pill, but did not think much of it.

Until Xuanji swallowed it, the depleted spiritual power of the earth suddenly surged, causing her to go completely mad and transform into this inhuman and ghostly form.

The thin layer of paper was completely pierced, revealing the dripping blood behind it.

"Langche, do you still remember what technique the sect leader practiced?"

Lang Che, holding the [Xiao Lian] in his arms, said with a solemn expression: "Having cultivated to our level, there is nothing to be ashamed of. The sect leader cultivates the sixth-grade 'Xuanlu Yang Youming Wenfa,' which belongs to the [Netherworld].

"Earth element."

Zhu Xuan's voice trembled, his eyes filled with horror: "Xuan Ji also cultivates earth magic, and his body exudes a strong earthy aura. He is undoubtedly the only one in Blackwater City who can be considered to be like him."

"The sect leader has been in seclusion for decades, attempting to break through to the Purple Mansion realm, but has always been stuck at the last step."

"Why did you ignore the Wang family in the past, and now you've transferred us away to stay here, not only to monitor them, but also to bestow upon them a miraculous medicine?"

That's all for this.

The chilling words escaped his lips: "Human Elixir?!"

"The sect leader intends to seize Xuanji's Dao foundation to replenish his own power?!"

So-called "human elixir" is an ancient evil practice.

Seek out those whose cultivation techniques match their attributes, forcibly refine them, and seize their foundation to make up for one's own deficiencies.

Zhu Xuan smiled wryly, raised the empty bottle, and stared at him as if he wanted to pierce through him: "The intention is obvious."

"But... I just can't figure it out."

"The essence of refining human pills lies in the purity of the origin and the harmony of spiritual power."

"But this pill..."

'

Zhu Xuan's voice was suppressed: "It's foul-smelling and full of blood and filth; it's practically a potent drug for unleashing the potential of demonic cultivators."

"After Xuanji took this elixir, she experienced a brief moment of clarity, but her foundation in Taoism was completely tainted, and she lost all her senses."

"Who is the sect leader? Doesn't he know that contaminated medicinal herbs are deadly poison?"

"Having filth enter his body, is he not afraid of going berserk? Or perhaps...?"

'

Zhu Xuan dared not think any further.

Unless... the sect leader is no longer the sect leader of the past, and his Dao heart has long since... fallen into demonic possession.

"Aww!!!"

Below, a fierce roar shattered the clouds.

Xuanji's spine was grotesque, and foul blood flowed down its cracked, bluish-black scales.

That half-deer, half-human face, devoid of reason, its crimson eyes fixed on the town of Anle below.

Thousands of vibrant hearts are beating.

Blood food!

Only by consuming blood and flesh can the enormous deficit caused by the elixir be replenished!

"Hungry...

'

"eat..

'

Its body transformed into a blood-red meteorite, carrying destructive energy, and plummeted straight down!

"evil creature!"

The sword [Nightfall] hummed in Lang Che's hand, its sword intent surging: "Old bamboo pole! He's begging for food!"

"If it's successfully breached, Anle Town will become a dead zone!"

"Even if we are loyal to our sect leader, we cannot treat the countless lives as worthless weeds!"

Sword cultivators cultivate a righteous spirit and uphold an unyielding spine!

Seeing a monster eating people?

My Daoist heart will not allow it!

"Clang!"

The longsword was drawn half an inch from its sheath, its cold gleam already splitting the sky.

"slow!"

His withered hand pressed against the hilt of the sword.

Zhu Xuan closed his eyes, his face twitching, enduring immense torment.

He took a breath, his voice hoarse: "This territory belongs to Qinglu."

"Having accepted the responsibility of oversight, we are now pawns, and pawns... must not be moved rashly."

Lang Che's eyes widened in anger: "Using someone else to do the dirty work? You want to watch the show? The fire's already at stake!"

"bet!"

"I'm betting on Guan Hua's current momentum, and I'm betting on Zhen Yue Qing Yan's discernment!"

"If they intervene, the calamity will be averted."

"If... we can't hold on."

Zhu Xuan released his grip, his eyes revealing a resolute determination: "Then I'll risk the sect leader's punishment. Go ahead and cut me with this sword!"

The blood shadow drew near.

The people of Anle Town fled in panic, their desperate cries piercing the clouds.

It was only a hundred feet away from the spire of the tower.

Lang Che's hand trembled, and he was about to unleash his sword energy.

"If we don't act now, when will we? Are all the Guanhua Sect members dead?!"

"Bang!!!"

The ground exploded with a deafening roar.

A thunderclap from a clear sky.

A bulky, dark shadow, like a compressed spring, shot up from the ground.

The intense friction sparks, accompanied by a whooshing sound, crashed violently into the blood-red shadow!

"Get back to where you started, Grandpa Pig!!"

A rude roar echoed through the sky.

"Thump!!!"

The dull impact sent ripples of air about.

The once invincible Xuanji, poised to dive, was abruptly stopped!

Followed by.

He flew backwards at an even greater speed, soaring thousands of feet into the sky!

Mid-air.

A mass of darkness helped him regain his footing.

It was none other than the Iron-Maned Demon King.

The human form dissipated into black smoke, transforming into a gigantic wild boar standing upright, its bristles bristling and tusks menacing.

It rubbed its shoulders and spat out a curse: "Pah!"

"That's really hard! Did the old man eat a weight?"

"Luckily, the old pig's skin and muscles have developed, otherwise it would have been smashed to pieces!"

at this time.

A point of golden light appeared in the void.

A monk in a moon-white robe, Juexin walked barefoot through the air.

With compassion, he looked down upon the unharmed town, and solemnly clasped his hands together, saying, "Amitabha."

The Four-Character Mantra.

The dark sky was torn apart by an invisible hand.

Golden light showered down from the sky, accompanied by the sound of chanting.

Ripples spread through the space, and a huge golden vortex formed behind Juexin.

"This is...

'

In the clouds, Lang Che's eyes were brimming with tears.

"Open... the Great Void?!"

"What kind of deity is this, forcibly opening the Void Battlefield in this desolate place?!"

Before he could recover from his second meditation.

The golden light's suction is irresistible.

Xuanji, who was stunned in the clouds, the cursing pig demon, and even the little monk himself were instantly swallowed up by the golden light and disappeared without a trace.

The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed.

In the vast sky, only Zhu Xuan and Lang Che remain, gazing at each other in bewilderment.

"Old bamboo pole..."

'

Lang Che swallowed hard, pointing to the empty sky: "We... we've been left hanging?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhu Xuan's expression was extremely solemn: "Wait here!"

Within the realm of Taixu.

The chaotic air currents surged wildly, but only the golden light barrier stood firm in its defense.

Xuanji felt dizzy from the swaying.

The drug's effects were fully unleashed, and reason was completely consumed.

With his crimson eyes scanning the surroundings, he finally spotted two figures in the chaos.

A fat pig's head, a kind-faced bald donkey.

"Blood...blood food..."

'

"Those who block my way...die!!"

Its enormous mouth gaped open, roaring like a monster.

The corrupted, thick earth elemental energy, mixed with pitch-black demonic energy, transformed into a ferocious earth dragon, which came crashing down.

"Ugh."

A soft sigh arose.

Juexin gazed at the monster, now a slave to desire, a flicker of pity crossing his eyes.

"My benefactor, you are attached to appearances."

"If one's body has already fallen into demonic possession, how can one speak of the Great Dao?"

"This is the end of the sea of ​​suffering."

He finished speaking.

The young monk's demeanor changed drastically.

The pity dissipated, and the golden lines between his brows flashed brightly.

"This humble monk apologizes."

Behind.

The image of the wandering monk vanished.

Flames soared into the sky!

A statue of the Wrathful Vajra King, with three heads and six arms, standing on raging flames and holding a vajra, rose from the ground!

"When demons are before us, we disregard scriptures and fight with fists and feet!"

Iron-Maned Demon King was not to be outdone.

I touched my lower back.

"Clang!"

The nine-ringed broadsword, which had been crushed by Shu Yan and then reforged with rare refined gold, leaped into her palm.

He shook his fat body and gave a cold, sinister laugh: "Heh!"

"Although I am a demon, I still know the difference between humans and animals."

"You wretched thing, you're uglier than an old pig, a disgrace to the world!"

"Let your grandpa pig give you a makeover!"

A monk and a pig stood on the left and right, respectively.

The King of Light's Pestle, the Demon King's Nine-Ringed Blade.

Without any sense of reason, they smashed the charging dragon!

"boom!!!"

Xuanji, having already established herself in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, and having consumed a demonic potion, experienced a surge in combat power during her madness, propelling her straight to the late stages.

Despite withstanding the combined attack of the two, the black blood within his body erupted, corroding the golden light barrier and causing it to sizzle.

"roar!!!"

Two bone horns detached from his back and flew out, transforming into pale white bone swords with a piercing shriek, aiming straight for Juexin's brow and Tiezong's heart.

Extremely tricky!

"Be careful!"

If the body of the enlightened mind is not yet stable, and is struck, the soul will surely be damaged.

Suddenly.

The void has changed.

Countless mysterious inscriptions, as red as blood, appeared out of thin air.

Connected end to end, they form a net that instantly locks down all directions!

Temperatures soared, and heatwaves swept through the air.

His powerful voice, imbued with supreme majesty, seemed to descend from the heavens: "The world is bright and clear."

"How dare these mere demons wreak havoc here?"

The two bone swords shot out, touching the heatwave for a moment.

"Pfft."

It turned into wisps of smoke, leaving no trace of ashes.

Xuanji was stunned.

The pig demon was stunned.

Juexin was stunned.

All the cultivators looked up.

above.

A three-legged divine bird, several tens of feet wide and engulfed in fiery crimson flames, broke through the barrier of the void and burst in.

Golden Crow!

Two figures stand on the broad back of the golden crow.

The previous person.

He wore a crimson official robe, a black gauze hat with outstretched wings, and his long beard swayed in the heat.

Holding a large purple-gold seal, his body radiated divine light, as if a celestial official had descended to earth.

Waist.

Xu Sixing clung desperately to the coattails of the "Heavenly Official".

His face was distorted by the strong wind, and his hair was like a chicken coop.

He frantically shouted, "Zhu Ming! ****!"

"You damn liar! You old scoundrel!"

"You're not dead?! Not only are you alive, but you've also transformed into this filthy, hypocritical creature!"

"Do you know how many tears I've shed for you?!"

"Get out of here!"

"Shut up! People are watching! Have some face for me!"

Zhu Ming blushed and kicked the plaster away.

Xu Sixing cursed and rolled several times before barely managing to steady himself.

"cough."

Zhu Mingqing coughed and straightened his official robes.

He lowered his gaze, looking down at the bewildered Xuanji.

His eyes were indifferent and dignified.

"I am Zhu Ming."

"By imperial decree of the True Lord, I hereby assume the position of [Upper Palace - Dou Niu Palace], Rank Six of the Southern Heavenly Fire Department - One-Wing Fire Officer - Xuanwei Spirit Officer!"

He grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Xu kid, watch out."

"That's what you call playing with fire."

Left hand sword finger, lightly tap the side of the body.

"call out!"

The crimson sword pellet leaped merrily from the sleeve.

It rises as soon as it sees the wind!

instantly.

It transforms into a crimson longsword, its entire body wreathed in the true fire of the great sun, with the blade engraved with the pattern of a golden crow spreading its wings.

【The Crow Leaves】

Zhu Ming held his sword in one hand, pointing it at Xuanji, as if a judge were calling out names.

"today."

"This righteous official is here to vanquish evil and uphold justice on behalf of Heaven!"

"Fire!"

boom!

A sky full of crimson lotus flames fell with the sword, determined to burn away the filthy demonic energy!

Hundreds of miles away, Blackwater City.

A bustling long street.

The ninth prince of the Liao Dynasty, Situ Mu, wandered aimlessly.

"Tsk, Blackwater City is prosperous, but it always has a poor and stingy feel to it. It's boring."

Bored, I wave my fan, changing the words on the fan surface:

Life is boring; I want to return to the capital.

unexpected.

I have a feeling.

My gaze pierced through the towering buildings and peaks, heading straight for the Qinglu Mountain in the north.

To mortals, there is nothing.

Within the eyes of the royal family.

A faint golden-red pillar of energy, pure and righteous, could be seen rising into the sky and piercing the heavens!

That unique aura, imbued with order and authority...

Having grown up in an environment where divine and imperial power intertwined, he felt a deep sense of familiarity, yet also a touch of fear.

"This isn't the divine way of my Great Liao?!"