Chapter 466 We meet again, Yellow Mouse

The east entrance of the village.

A handsome man stood with his hands behind his back. His bright yellow robe was embroidered with ferocious animal patterns, and the animal tooth token on his waist shone coldly in the sunlight.

He glanced at the hunched old man beside him, a bloodthirsty smile curling his lips. "Old Ge, there are 180 people in this village. Isn't that enough for my Beast Soul Banner to upgrade to the next level?"

The old man called Ge Lao twisted his graying beard, his expression worried. "Young Master, we should keep a low profile on this trip. Jinting Mountain and our Myriad Beast Sect have always been at odds. If they catch us..."

"Low-key?"

Chu Jinghong suddenly burst into laughter.

The feather fan hit the beast soul flag hard, causing blood patterns to surge on the flag surface.

"Not being able to kill that little bastard Li Qingshan in the land of extreme darkness is the shame of my life! If I don't climb up by stepping on his bones this time, my name, Chu Jinghong, will be written backwards!"

There was a madness in his eyes as he stared at the spiritual energy rising into the sky in the distance. "By the way, how long will it take for the secret realm to open?"

"A quarter of an hour."

Elder Ge glanced down at the time plate in his hand and lowered his voice even more, "But I just received news that Lu Yao will also go to the secret realm in person this time."

"What?!"

Chu Jinghong's feather fan cracked in response, "Why would he join in the fun?"

"The Sutra Library on Jinting Mountain is overflowing with Heaven-level techniques, and the storehouse is filled with enough spirit stones to form a mountain, yet you're still thinking about a Life-Severing Sword?!"

He gritted his teeth and threw the broken fan to the ground. "Back then, he broke into my Myriad Beast Sect, destroyed the Nine Netherworld Dragon I had carefully nurtured for a thousand years, and killed three elders. If it weren't for my ancestor's timely breakthrough in seclusion, the Myriad Beast Sect would have been uprooted by him! I still haven't avenged this blood debt!"

"This time, you actually dared to snatch the Sword of Life from me!"

Chu Jinghong's face was grim, "The Life-Severing Sword must be mine!!"

"Young Master, don't worry!"

Elder Ge stroked his beard. "This time, the Hengyang Patriarch personally led the team into the secret realm. Together with the three elders of the Danzhen Hall, they spent half a year developing the 'Ten Absolute Formations.' Once activated, even a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage will be unable to escape!"

"The Ten Absolute Formations, are they so powerful?" Chu Jinghong's eyes flashed with ecstasy.

"Of course!"

Old Ge straightened his hunched back slightly. "If Lu Yao doesn't enter the secret realm, it's fine. But as long as he takes one step into it, he will never return!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Chu Jinghong grinned grimly upon hearing this, his scarlet tongue licking the corner of his mouth: "Those old bastards in the Danzhen Palace also hate Lu Yao to death."

A year ago, Lu Yao brought several disciples to rob the Danzhen Hall. This was no secret in the world of immortal cultivation.

At that time, the ancestor of the Danzhen Hall joined forces with masters from several major sects to severely injure Lu Yao.

I wanted to take his life while he was sick!

Who knew that Lu Yao simply disappeared from the face of the earth?

The entire world of immortal cultivation could not detect any trace of him.

"This time, let Lu Yao pay the price for his arrogance! I want to see the disciples of Jinting Mountain kneeling before me and begging for mercy. I want to see him..."

clang!

A sword aura broke through the air.

It brushed past Chu Jinghong's ear like a silver snake, instantly cutting off a few strands of black hair, the ends of the hair still smelled burnt.

Chu Jinghong staggered back half a step, his bright yellow robe rustling.

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"Hey, yellow mouse, nice to see you again."

Li Qingshan held the sword in one hand and walked out from the bridge in a nonchalant manner. There was still undried blood of the beast on his green shirt, but a smirk hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Li Qingshan!"

Chu Jinghong was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "I didn't expect to run into you here. I thought you would be hiding in Jinting Mountain like a coward."

"You're using 180 human lives to feed your Beast Soul Banner, Chu Jinghong. Aren't you afraid of causing public outrage in the world of immortal cultivation?"

The fourth elder stood beside Li Qingshan, his brows furrowed. "The Myriad Beast Sect prides itself on being a prestigious sect, yet it does such beastly things!"

"Public outrage?"

Chu Jinghong disdainfully said, "Strength is justice! Wait until this young master uses the souls of these hundred people to activate the Beast Soul Banner, and then seize the Broken Life Sword—"

He suddenly looked at Li Qingshan with a sinister look, "The entire world of immortal cultivation will know the consequences of offending the Myriad Beast Sect!"

"And now, there's absolutely no chance that the dead will get out!"

"A defeated general is worthy of yelling in front of me?"

Li Qingshan shook the bloody tip of his sword and deliberately rubbed the blade against the sole of his shoe. "How did it feel when I kicked you into the cesspool last time? Did that shit taste good?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Jinghong's face which suddenly turned purple, his eyes full of mockery.

Chu Jinghong's temples were throbbing.

The memories of three years ago flooded into his mind. At that time, he had carefully set a trap, but was tied to a dead tree by Li Qingshan with a rope and his mouth was filled with rotten mud.

"You're looking for death!"

Chu Jinghong felt extremely humiliated. "Master Ge, cut off this little bastard's tongue! And hang his head in front of Lu Yao!"

"I want to see if you can still speak nonsense in front of this young master after I cut off your tongue!"

"Yes! Young Master!"

Ge Lao's hunched back suddenly straightened up, and his skinny hands quickly formed seals.

The blood patterns on the Beast Soul Banner suddenly began to twist like a living thing.

In an instant.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground, and more than a dozen ghost dogs with chains wrapped around their bodies broke out of the ground.

The venom dripping from between the canine teeth corroded the blue bricks, making a sizzling sound.

The air was filled with a disgusting stench.

"Master Ge, quick victory!"

Chu Jinghong retreated a long way, "We still have to enter the secret realm to reunite with Hengyang Patriarch. I want to witness with my own eyes how Lu Yao died!"

His scarlet tongue licked the corner of his mouth, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

Staring at Li Qingshan.

"You little bastard, do you think you can rest easy with Lu Yao protecting you? Today, I'll start with your heads!"

In an instant.

The ghost dog let out a low growl.

The sound of chains colliding mixed with the sound of venom corroding the ground was as harsh as a death warrant.

"Just these beasts?"

Li Qingshan turned his wrist and swung his long sword to create a sword flower.

The cold light passed over the neck of the nearest Nether Dog, but only caused sparks on its scaly fur.

The fourth brother swung his sword to split the two Nether Dogs that were charging at him, and a green light shone from the Cangsong Sword: "Third Brother, their vital points are covered by the talisman!"

Before he finished speaking.

A ghost dog suddenly leaped into the air, its sharp claws heading straight for Li Qingshan's face.

Li Qingshan's sword flashed and headed towards their seven-inch talismans.

The pressure of the Spirit Transformation Realm was released in an instant.

The pack of Netherworld dogs that were charging at him were engulfed in flames, and wherever the green light passed, the scales of the monsters shattered into pieces.

But it only takes a breath.

The ground was littered with the corpses of monsters.

“Transformation…Transformation to the Divine Realm?!”

Chu Jinghong's pupils trembled violently, "You...you all actually broke through the Spiritual Transformation Realm?"

The last time they met, these two were only in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm. How could they suddenly unleash the pressure of a Spiritual Transformation Realm cultivator?!

The Spirit Transformation Realm is a truly awesome existence in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Even their Wanshou Sect.

There are only a handful of elders in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Why do these two brats do this?

"Oh, you found out?"

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows in feigned surprise, his fingertips playing with the blood-stained sword tip. "Do you think you can stop me with those mongrel dogs of yours?"