Xuanchi Valley.

A barren area between the Seventh City and the Sixth City.

The vegetation here is short, and the yellow-brown soil is a little damp, emitting a rotten smell, forming a foul-smelling miasma, somewhat like a swamp area, but also different.

"Brother Chen, Master and the others are out."

The young man wearing a square scarf stood respectfully at the entrance of the valley and saluted Chen Luo.

This group of people were the elders and relatives of the old faction of the Seventh City who were with Hei Pao before. The young man in front of him was Hei Pao's direct disciple, different from the registered disciples such as Wang Kuan and Zhao Qian. Chen Luo could see that the other party was very young, no more than four hundred years old.

To have reached the stage of Dan in less than 400 years old would definitely be a genius in the lower realm.

It’s a pity that this is the upper realm.

This disciple's cultivation speed is not even top-notch in the Heart Demon Sect, let alone being compared with the younger generations of the Dao Sect's immortal clan.

"When did it happen?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly.

This morning, Le Qingzhu sent him a message that the leader of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Cheng, was secretly trading ghosts with Huang Quan. This time, he promised to provide Huang Quan with 300 ghosts above the Jindan stage and 10 at the Yuanying stage. Based on Chen Luo's understanding of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Cheng simply couldn't provide so many high-level ghosts.

So he will definitely plot against some people.

The remnants of the third generation of sect masters, such as Hei Pao, were the most suitable targets. Chen Luo rushed over as soon as he heard the news. Regardless of what kind of people Hei Pao and his men were, when Chen Luo first arrived in the upper realm, it was Hei Pao who picked him up, and it was also Hei Pao's protection that allowed him to live a peaceful life in the Heart Demon Sect for such a long time.

With this friendship, Chen Luo naturally would not watch the man in black robe being killed by Tu Cheng.

"It's been three days."

The young man looked cautious, not understanding what was going on.

In his opinion, they have all given up the rights of the Heart Demon Sect and have fled to a remote place like Xuanchi Valley. The disputes within the sect will no longer have anything to do with them. This is the naivety of the disciples protected by the sect. If they were independent cultivators, even those in the Foundation Establishment Stage, they would not have such thoughts.

"Do you know where he went?"

"It seems that he has returned to the sect. The sect leader said that there are still some things that need to be dealt with. After that, we can completely leave the Heart Demon Sect. After that, the two sides will not interfere with each other. As compensation for serving the sect for many years, the sect leader will also give us some Heart Demon Stones."

The young man's voice became smaller and smaller.

Even he himself felt something was wrong. When everyone was together before, no one thought of the worst and ignored this problem. Now thinking back, there was something wrong. If the leader of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Chengruo, was such an easy-going person, why would he drive them out of the sect before?

"Brother, I..."

The young man came back to his senses in a daze and raised his head, but when he looked again, there was no trace of Chen Luo.

There was a circular hole in the middle of the floating miasma, indicating the direction Chen Luo left.

The inner demon gate.

Imperial city.

After Tu Cheng unified the sect, the entire Xinmo Sect changed its atmosphere. The official robes were changed in appearance, and the pattern was changed from the previous eleven elders system to a single flying bird system.

Tu Cheng was standing on the altar wearing a dragon robe, holding a talisman made of purple jade in his hand. The talisman was surrounded by flowing light, and the entire area became hazy under the influence of the talisman.

The Heart Demon Sect does not have any spiritual weapons.

Chen Luo had always thought that the leader of the Heart Demon Sect had a spiritual weapon in his hands. Not only him, but everyone outside thought so. However, only the sect leader Tu Cheng knew that the Heart Demon Sect, like other small sects, had no spiritual weapons to protect it.

But they are a little different because they have the talismans left by their ancestors.

A sixth-level talisman!

The sixth level is a realm that even those in the Spirit Transformation Realm have to retreat from. Tu Cheng relied on this talisman to prop up the Heart Demon Sect and intimidate all enemies who were eyeing the sect.

"If the ancestor's talisman inheritance had been left behind, I wouldn't be in such a mess."

Tu Cheng stroked the sixth-level talisman in his hand.

After repeated use, many cracks appeared on the surface of the talisman. Although the light was still flowing, no one knew how long this sixth-level talisman could last. Once the talisman's deterrence was gone, the Heart Demon Sect would be like those rootless sects and could be destroyed at any time.

Why did the Shadow-Eating Sect spend thousands of years trying to find the Dongtian Gourd?

It’s because of the spiritual weapon!

Only the sects that possess spiritual tools are qualified to inherit the tradition. Otherwise, once the master of the Divine Transformation Sect dies, the sect may be destroyed at any time. The reason why their Heart Demon Sect has been able to inherit for so many generations is because of the sixth-level spiritual talisman, but now this talisman has reached its limit.

As the sect leader, Tu Cheng must find a new way out for the sect.

Only when he sits in this position can he understand how difficult it is. Sandwiched between Xuanyin Mountain and Huangquan, he has no extra choice at all. If he takes a wrong step, he will be doomed.

With firm belief, Tu Cheng turned his gaze to the three men in black robes who were sealed by him on the altar.

It is better for the remnants of the third generation elders to die than for myself.

".I have no choice. You are all elders of the sect. It is time for you to dedicate yourself to the sect!"

"Tu Cheng, you are betraying your master and ancestors! Have you forgotten the teachings of your ancestors?!"

The man in black robe was filled with shock and anger. He didn't expect Tu Cheng would really attack him. Not only him, but the two elders next to him also had the same expression.

It’s not that they are naive, but the first leader of the Heart Demon Sect left some instructions.

'It is forbidden to kill fellow disciples, otherwise you will be haunted by demons!'

This is the sect rule set by the first generation sect master. As the founder of the Heart Demon Art, what he said is to some extent a Heart Demon curse. For the Heart Demon monks, this is the most feared thing. The reason why Hei Pao and his men were able to escape unscathed after losing the fight was because of this sect rule.

It’s a pity that this sect rule can’t save their lives now.

Tu Cheng planned to sell them to Huang Quan as sacrifices!

I don't know whether he has found a way to circumvent the "sect rules" of his ancestors, or is ready to throw the jar into the ground.

"Everything I did was for the sect! Even if the first generation sect master saw it, he wouldn't blame me."

Tu Cheng's eyes gradually turned cold.

There was a roar coming from the distant sky, and a black wooden flying boat cut through the sky.

The hull was nearly 20 meters long, suspended in the air. A huge shadow enveloped the entire altar. Most of the hull of the flying boat was shrouded in mist, with only the bow clearly visible.

"Only three? That doesn't meet the terms of the deal."

A man walked out of the boat.

A great cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, wearing a jet-black flowing robe with two brown characters "Huangquan" on the back. Although this person's cultivation level was not as good as Tu Cheng's, his aura was very high, and he did not take Tu Cheng, a cultivator of the Spiritualization stage, seriously at all.

The gods of transformation are also divided into different levels.

In the eyes of Huang Quan, Tu Cheng was the lowest level of the Incarnation God. Of course, the lowest level of the Incarnation God was still the Incarnation God. If he did not have the support of Huang Quan, a Dao Sect-level force, he would not dare to speak like this.

"Everything is ready. I hope you can keep your promise."

Tu Cheng suppressed the emotions in his heart and lowered his head in frustration.

He was unwilling to accept it.

But there is no way, strength is respected and the weak must bow their heads. This is the law of survival in the upper world.

A flash of light passed by, and another large group of sealed figures appeared on the altar. These people, like the man in black robe, were elders of the Heart Demon Sect. All of the people from the Black Robe faction were wiped out, and he used the great elders' faction to make up for the remaining people. Even his own disciples were sealed by him and thrown on the altar.

Huang Quan wants ten Yuanying level ghosts.

There are only more than twenty Nascent Souls in the Heart Demon Sect. If Tu Cheng wants to gather all the people without endangering the operation of the sect, he must empty his family's assets.

"That's ruthless. You deserve to be the leader."

Great Monk Huang Quan looked down at Tu Cheng, his eyes full of mockery.

How many people would respect a person who betrayed the sect in order to save his own life? Don't be fooled by Tu Cheng's high-sounding words. If he really did it for the sect, why would he take the initiative to contact Huang Quan?

"Where's the spiritual weapon?"

Tu Cheng ignored the other party's ridicule and waited for a moment. Seeing the other party taking the person away and the flying boat trembling and ready to leave, he finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"Once I bring these ghost materials back, someone will naturally send them to you." Great Monk Huang Quan returned to the cabin.

The fog enveloped the huge flying boat, which trembled in the air and then dissipated into nothingness.

Tu Cheng below clenched his hands, a terrifying aura circulated around him, and the blue bricks under his feet cracked like a spider web. After a long time, he finally suppressed the murderous intent.

“This is too much!!”

After saying this, Tu Cheng turned around and went back to the palace.

The next step is to wait, hoping that Huang Quan can keep his promise.

The flying boat cut through the sky without any concealment.

This is the Dao Zong-level force. In their eyes, except for opponents of the same level, other forces are ants.

"I thought he would be unable to resist taking action, but now it seems I really overestimated him."

On the flying boat, the great monk Huang Quan, who had spoken to Tu Cheng before, withdrew his aura and glanced at the location of the Heart Demon Sect's imperial city behind him with full of sarcasm.

"What a waste!"

"It's just a low-level god transformation. This kind of small sect without foundation doesn't understand the secret of god transformation at all."

The remaining two people also spoke.

These three people are all Huangquan cultivators. Unlike the casual ghost cultivators, their ghost bodies have all been baptized by Huangquan, and they are not afraid of human cultivators of the same level. This is also the advantage of Huangquan ghost cultivators. Apart from Huangquan ghost cultivators, other ghost cultivators in the upper realm are the lowest level cultivators, the weakest among the same level.

"Of the three great divine species, Heaven, Earth, and Man, only the human level is the easiest to absorb. These rootless grass cultivators can only come into contact with the human level magical species."

boom!!

As they were talking, they suddenly felt the ship shake.

The huge flying boat seemed to have hit something and shook violently. The three people sitting on the flying boat changed their expressions slightly and quickly flew out of the cabin.

Outside is the area where the ninth city of the Heart Demon Realm is located. Below is a blue sea. The sunlight shines through the sky, forming a perfect picture.

But none of the three paid attention to the outside environment.

Because they found that the flying boat seemed to have hit something, a huge black gourd butt hit the front of the flying boat, and the horrible collision made the bow of the flying boat dented in. However, the gourd on the opposite side was completely intact, and even the color of the surface was not damaged.

Hit a gourd? (End of this chapter)