I'm Really Not a Witch

Reborn a few years in the past, she can only become a villain to save her life!

Xu Xianxian asks, "Have you ever seen a villain as pure and unpretentious as me?!"

Causing troubl...

Chapter 15 Ritual

Inside the top of the mountain, in some strange space.

Although the Diyin Demon Sect has declined now, hundreds of years ago, it was one of the holy places of magic, with a magic master in charge.

This strange space is the paradise opened up by the founder of the Demon Sect.

Without special methods, outsiders cannot enter this cave. If they force their way in, they will be counterattacked by the formation within the cave.

Inside the cave, there is a hall surrounded by boiling lava.

In the hall, walking up the gilded jade steps, on the high platform in the center, more than a dozen powerful demons in different attire were kneeling on the ground, with their left hands facing upwards and their right hands facing downwards, silently murmuring prayers in some unique language.

In the middle of the platform where they were sitting, there was an inverted triangle pattern with a huge vertical pupil on it, like some kind of strange symbolic totem.

Not far away, two white-haired old men and a middle-aged man were watching all this silently.

One of the white-haired elders asked the middle-aged man beside him, "Brother Qian, can this ritual truly communicate with the Great Sage Hunmu?"

The Great Sage Hunmu is known to everyone in the Qinwu Kingdom. Although he has long disappeared from the world, various legends about him still exist.

Although this legendary great sage who shattered the void did not leave behind any Taoist tradition, both the common people and the martial arts sects have more or less rituals to worship him.

However, the worship rituals currently circulating in the market make it almost impossible for this great saint to appear on earth.

"My master said that now that the world has changed and fate has shifted, the Void's blockade of us has been relaxed."

This middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance and was a little short in height. He was actually the famous deputy leader of the White Lotus Sect, Qian Fengchen.

As for his master, he is none other than Li Yunji, one of the existing martial saints of the magic path and the leader of the White Lotus Sect, who is feared by dozens of states across the world.

Qian Fengchen paused, then continued, "The Great Sage Hunmu had a deep connection with our White Lotus Sect. The White Lotus Saint at the time was the Great Sage's wife. Although they left no children, we have preserved some related relics."

As for why the White Lotus Sect wanted to borrow the cave of the Diyin Demon Sect as the venue for the ceremony, and why they wanted to hold the ceremony now, Qian Fengchen did not give much explanation.

Because he didn't know the specific reason, he just followed the master's order.

"Even so, the Great Sage Hunmu is already a legendary figure. He shattered the void and disappeared hundreds of years ago. I don't know how real his identity is. Can he really sense us?"

The white-haired old man in a short coat on the other side is the current leader of the Diyin Demon Sect, Murong Li.

Qian Fengchen was about to say something, but his expression changed and he looked towards the passage leading to the outside of the hall.

"Who are you?!"

He roared angrily, and one of his hands turned into a giant black smoke claw, grabbing directly into the air.

Squeak——

As if it was pinching a pile of inflated rotten meat, a muffled explosion sound came from inside the giant black smoke claw, and then a large amount of red rotten meat with mud attached scattered from the gaps between the fingers of the giant claw.

Waves of strange fragrance wafted through the air, and then red rotten flesh broke into countless pieces, covering the sky and the sun and rushing towards the people who were performing the ceremony.

"You dare?!"

Seeing this, the two white-haired old men roared and tried to stop the flying red rotten flesh.

But as soon as he made a move, he found that his movements were getting slower and slower, and even his eyelids began to become difficult to open, and he became drowsy.

However, Qian Fengchen was unmoved by this. He just snorted coldly, and the black smoke rolled over and blew back the strange fragrance and the red rotten flesh all over the sky.

Then he took out an antique black-patterned ring from his arms, threw it directly into his mouth and began to chew it.

Crunch.

A teeth-grinding chewing sound came from his mouth, and the collision of his teeth and the ring was like the collision of gold and iron.

Then he swallowed the chewed ring with a "gulp" sound, and then the sides of his lips began to tear, revealing the bony bones and teeth inside.

"call......"

Qian Fengchen took a deep breath, and a large amount of lava from the surrounding area was sucked into his stomach. Then he exhaled forward, and the azure flame turned into a burning vortex of fire, covering everything in front of him.

This naturally included the rotten flesh that was blown away.

After a few breaths, the azure flames slowly dissipated, and the red rotten flesh was completely turned into ashes in the flames.

The two white-haired elders finally reacted and looked at the remaining mud spots in the distance. Their expressions became very solemn. "It was Zhao Gou. Not only was he murdered, but his body was also controlled by some special secret method."

Qian Fengchen's face returned to normal at this time, and he also frowned, "I sent Zhao Gou to stop the Kunlun Daoist Master. Even if he is defeated, he will not be killed and controlled in a short time."

"And this method of manipulating corpses is extremely strange and unorthodox, not something someone of the righteous path would do."

"Could it be that the Daoist Master Kunlun is also a fellow Daoist like us?"

Qian Fengchen murmured to himself. Whether it was the imperial court or the righteous masters, they had already made plans before, but he did not expect that the Taoist Master Kunlun, who had not taken it seriously at first, had now become a major variable.

"The other party is decisive and ruthless, and has already killed several of our masters. Even if we are from the same demonic sect, we are still enemies, not friends."

The old man in the short coat, Murong Li, had an angry look on his face.

These demonic sects are not united as one, and there are many hostile allied factions among them.

Another white-haired old man sighed, "We are both from the demonic path, yet we have become the imperial court's lackeys, serving as their vanguard and running dogs. Why bother?"

In their eyes, even though the Kunlun Taoist Master was a member of the evil sect, he had now become a lackey of the imperial court and the righteous sect.

Qian Fengchen shook his head. "You two, the ceremony is about to be completed. No matter what this Kunlun Daoist master is planning, we must stop him from disrupting the ceremony."

As soon as he finished speaking, an untimely voice came from the entrance of the hall.

"Who said I was going to interrupt your ceremony?"

The voice was a little lazy and appeared very abruptly, which made Qian Fengchen stunned, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.

Before, there was nothing in Qian Fengchen's field of vision and within the range of his divine senses, but when he looked again, there were three more people at the entrance of the hall.

To be more precise, there were three young women. The leader was wearing a red dress and a veil, her face a little hazy.

With just one glance, Qian Fengchen knew that the woman in the red dress was the recently famous Kunlun Taoist Master.

He should have taken action immediately against this sudden intruder.

But what terrified Qian Fengchen was that he actually stood there motionless, as if he had lost what he wanted to do next.

Not only him, but even the white-haired old man next to him stood there without saying a word.

They looked at each other and could see the shock, confusion, and fear in each other's eyes.