The Demon Eye of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Late at night, Han Li and his group returned to the Qin residence. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Mu Chunfeng sitting at the table, quietly drinking tea.

Just as the group was about to go up and greet him, they noticed out of the corner of their eye that Wu Xuan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, healing his injuries with his eyes closed.

Upon seeing this, Liu Jing quickly stepped forward to check on Wu Xuan. He found that although Wu Xuan's injuries were severe, his breathing was steady and he was diligently practicing his internal energy to recuperate, so he did not interrupt him rashly.

He then turned to Mu Chunfeng and asked, "Junior Brother Mu, what happened? Why is Junior Brother Wu so badly injured?"

Mu Chunfeng slowly put down his teacup and replied calmly, "When I went out to look for Senior Brother Wu, I ran into him fighting two Black Fiend Cult members alone when I arrived at the alley. We joined forces to kill them, but at first, Senior Brother Wu was fighting two against one, which is why he was seriously injured."

Han Li quickly pressed further, "Those two, are they both Foundation Establishment stage demons?"

"good."

Mu Chunfeng continued, "One of them was dressed in black robes and his name was unknown, while the other was named Ye She. Their martial arts were extremely evil, and they were surrounded by a dense aura of bloodlust. Before the fight, I heard them questioning Senior Brother Wu, asking him if he had injured a person named Tie Luo. As for Tie Luo's background, I don't know."

Han Li's expression darkened, and he slowly said, "The Black Fiend Cult Foundation Establishment demon I fought with in the capital was Tie Luo."

After speaking, he looked at Mu Chunfeng and asked seriously, "Senior Brother Mu, when you were fighting just now, did you see the two of them use evil magic to transform into blood-red cocoons in preparation for their demonic transformation?"

Mu Chunfeng gently shook his head: "I haven't seen them before, but I can sense that the two of them are surrounded by malevolent energy and have extremely strong evil aura."

Han Li understood. It must be because Mu Chunfeng acted swiftly and decisively that the two blood servants didn't have time to activate their demon transformation technique.

Seeing this, Liu Jing looked at Han Li and asked, "Junior Brother Han, did you perhaps sense something amiss?"

Han Li said solemnly, "If my guess is correct, the black-robed cultivator and Ye She are two of the four Blood Servants of the Black Fiend Sect. Now only two of the four Blood Servants remain. In addition, there is a late-stage Foundation Establishment Sect Leader lurking in the shadows, posing a great threat."

"it is good."

Liu Jing nodded in agreement, then turned to Mu Chunfeng with approval, "Junior Brother Mu is exceptionally strong. He eliminated two Blood Servants in one fell swoop, saving us a great deal of trouble."

Zhong Weiniang and Song Meng also smiled. Zhong Weiniang suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, Junior Brother Mu, you were out earlier and didn't know that Junior Sister Chen Qiaoqian also came to join us. She also brought two Foundation Establishment cultivators from her family to help. It's just a pity that Junior Brother Wu is seriously injured and can't come along."

Liu Jing slowly said, "It's alright. Let Junior Brother Wu stay here and heal his injuries in peace. With the help of the few of us, we can easily deal with the Black Fiend Sect."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze fell upon Wu Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, calmly healing his injuries.

The next day, Chen Qiaoqian arrived at the Qin residence on time with two Chen family cultivators.

The group gathered together to discuss the tactical details and finally decided that they would infiltrate the palace at midnight tonight and launch a surprise attack on the Black Fiend Cult's stronghold.

As night deepened, dozens of black-clad Qi-refining cultivators stood guard in a large courtyard deep within the royal palace.

In the courtyard stood two Foundation Establishment cultivators facing each other, complaining and chatting. They were the two remaining Blood Servants of the Black Fiend Sect—the white-haired, ferocious Ice Demon, and the burly, bull-like, bald Iron Luo.

The Ice Demon, her face contorted with resentment, complained coldly, "Where on earth are Qingwen and Ye She? They haven't been seen all day! Right now, the Sect Leader is in the crucial period of his seclusion, breaking through to the next level, and those two dare to abandon their posts! Once the Sect Leader emerges from seclusion, I'll definitely give them a thorough dressing down!"

Tie Luo's voice was deep and his brows were furrowed: "I have a nagging feeling of unease in my heart. To disappear at this crucial moment, I fear something terrible might have happened to him?"

The ice demon scoffed, "Two people traveling together, what ordinary cultivator could possibly defeat them? Even if they were surrounded, they could easily escape by activating their demonic transformation technique. In my opinion, they're just using this as an excuse to slack off and enjoy themselves."

Tie Luo remained silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly, "So be it. These are turbulent times; the greater good is at stake. The two of us simply need to guard this place and wait for the sect leader to emerge from seclusion."

Before the words were even finished, a barrage of rockets suddenly ripped through the night sky, raining down in dense clusters. A large number of the black-clad cultivators on duty were instantly struck by arrows and fell to the ground, suffering heavy casualties.

The Ice Demon's expression changed drastically, and he immediately formed a hand seal to condense a thick ice shield to block the attack; Iron Luo's physical body was extremely strong, and no matter how many arrows hit him, they could not harm him in the slightest.

Several streaks of light pierced the sky and arrived, revealing Mu Chunfeng and his group above the courtyard. They were all dressed as disciples of Huangfeng Valley.

The battle erupted instantly. Han Li headed straight for the Ice Demon, while Song Meng charged towards Tie Luo. Mu Chunfeng, Liu Jing, and two Chen family cultivators split up to wipe out all the black-clad soldiers in the courtyard.

In just a few breaths, most of the outer soldiers were killed.

Seeing the situation was dire, the Ice Demon hurriedly shouted to her subordinates, "Quickly report to the sect leader!"

Just as the demon was about to flee to report the news, Han Li's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly launched an attack during the brief exchange of blows, killing the demon on the spot.

Several other demons tried to break through and escape, but Mu Chunfeng raised his hand and threw out several crimson talismans. With a flash of light, they were precisely detonated, killing all the fleeing people.

Just as the surrounding fodder was about to be completely wiped out, Tie Luo's blood-red spiritual light suddenly surged, and his powerful spiritual energy erupted, sending Song Meng flying back with a single palm strike.

A dense aura of bloodlust surged wildly around him. He roared in a deep voice, "Ice Demon, this is a tough one! Don't delay, transform into your demon form immediately!"

The Ice Demon immediately withdrew from Han Li's attack, grabbed a black-clad cultivator, bit his neck, and frantically sucked his life essence.

In the blink of an eye, a thick, blood-red cocoon of light enveloped its body, firmly holding it in place, and it began its demonic transformation.

Liu Jing leaped into the air, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, and countless sword lights coalesced, with thousands of sharp sword shadows slashing towards Tie Luo's blood-red cocoon.

Song Meng followed closely behind, summoning his long spear magic weapon and infusing it with all his spiritual power. The spear's sharpness surged, and he thrust it forcefully into the thick cocoon.

Han Li gripped the Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade, its cold light flashing, and with a swift movement, he lunged straight at the Ice Demon's blood-red cocoon of light.

Mu Chunfeng watched this unfold and sighed inwardly. Han Li was clearly holding back. He had witnessed the Blood Cocoon's formidable defense firsthand, yet he still refused to launch a full-scale attack.

He stopped looking around, and with a flash of light at his waist, the Luan Hong Sword flew out.

A vast amount of magical power flowed into the sword, causing it to hum and tremble, and radiate a brilliant light.

With a flick of his wrist, Mu Chunfeng sent the Luan Hong Sword into a streak of crimson light, which pierced through the blood-red barrier and plunged into the Ice Demon's chest.

The sharp blade pierced deep into his flesh, and the Ice Demon spat out a mouthful of foul blood. He was severely injured, but his demonic transformation was not interrupted. He only needed to concentrate and gather his strength for a moment to completely transform.

Mu Chunfeng looked surprised and immediately reminded him in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Han, don't hold back any longer! Quickly use your talisman to suppress it!"

Han Li looked helpless and unwilling, but he had no choice but to take out the Heavenly Ruler Talisman he had obtained from Lü Tianmeng's storage bag.

The magic power was slowly poured into it, and a small ruler-shaped spiritual light bloomed, instantly splitting into countless ruler shadows, like a torrent of waves, frantically bombarding the blood-red cocoon shell.

Mu Chunfeng also summoned the talisman that Li Huayuan had personally bestowed upon him. The talisman was engraved with the pattern of a long sword, which was none other than Li Huayuan's natal magic weapon, the Three Yang Sword.

As spiritual energy flowed into the talisman, a glittering golden sword phantom materialized and pierced through the air.

With a flick of his finger, Mu Chunfeng sent the golden sword hurtling through the air, instantly shattering the blood cocoon surrounding the ice demon.

The pure yang sword energy erupted instantly, scorching all evil and filth. The ice demon had no time to struggle or resist and was burned to ashes on the spot.

On the other side, Liu Jing, Song Meng, and two Chen family cultivators continued their combined assault on Tie Luo's blood-red cocoon.

Mu Chunfeng did not retrieve the Three Yang Sword Talisman. He turned to Han Li and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Han, seize the opportunity to pursue and join forces to break through the other blood cocoon."

Han Li felt a pang of heartache. His Heaven-Pacifying Ruler Talisman Treasure was already severely damaged, with only one last strike remaining. He could only grit his teeth and activate it, causing countless ruler shadows to condense once more and slam into Tie Luo.

Mu Chunfeng simultaneously controlled the Three Yang Golden Swords, unleashing a powerful and coordinated attack.

A crisp cracking sound rang out. Tie Luo had just emerged from his cocoon when he saw all the attacks heading straight for him.

Before he could react, his powerful demonic body was severely injured by the combined force of the pure yang sword energy and numerous magical artifacts, and was also burned to ashes.

The battle temporarily came to an end, and everyone stopped their attacks, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Han Li's Heavenly Ruler talisman was completely exhausted and vanished without a trace; Mu Chunfeng raised his hand to recall the Three Yang Sword talisman, but its spiritual power was reduced by a full thirty percent.

Liu Jing slowly landed back on the ground, and the crowd gradually gathered together.

Mu Chunfeng stepped forward first, bent down to collect the blue evil pill and storage bag left behind by the Ice Demon, then walked to the place where Tie Luo fell, took the golden evil pill and storage bag, and then turned back to the group.

Song Meng patted Han Li on the shoulder, then looked at Mu Chunfeng with admiration: "Wow, you two junior brothers are amazing! In this great battle, you even used precious talismans directly. I admire your determination!"

"Also, Junior Brother Mu, could this talisman be Master's Three Yang Sword?"

Han Li smiled wryly after hearing Song Meng's words, while Mu Chunfeng replied calmly, "This was a gift from my master for protection during the last mission."

Liu Jing cupped his hands in praise: "My two junior brothers have the ambition to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path, and they are willing to sacrifice their own trump cards. I sincerely admire their character."

Upon hearing this, Mu Chunfeng and Han Li could only exchange polite words.

Then, Mu Chunfeng took out two storage bags and handed them to everyone.

Liu Jing shook his head slightly and said, "You two suffered the most losses in this battle, so you can distribute these spoils among yourselves."

Upon hearing this, Han Li's expression softened slightly, and he took a storage bag from Mu Chunfeng's hand.

After a brief discussion, the group walked together toward the pavilion guarded by the two ice demons.

Pushing open the pavilion door, a deep and dark underground passage suddenly appeared.

The group exchanged glances, nodded to each other, and then entered the depths of the secret passage one by one.