Chapter 53: Demon Cult White Moonlight 8 Ning Huaiqing was covered in blood, looking half...

The setting sun is blood-red.

The moment the three of them stepped into the Qianjiang forest, a stench of rotting flesh mixed with rust hit them in the face, and every step they took made a tiny "crackling" sound, as if something from the ground would crawl out at any time and gnaw on their flesh and bones.

Ning Huaiqing unleashed the Qingyun Sword and swept away the layers of decaying leaves, revealing the white, broken bones underneath.

Duan Yiwan couldn't help but gasp, her back stiff with fear.

"Are these all people who have stayed in the inn?"

She is most afraid of death.

Ning Huaiqing looked around and saw the entire forest covered in fallen leaves. "I'm afraid there's more. The blood on the hands of the Shadow Sha Gang is definitely not limited to Changxin Town."

Ali picked up a piece of broken bone from his feet, placed it in his palm, examined it carefully, and said calmly, "This is... a child's skull."

Ning Huaiqing's eyes suddenly tightened: "They didn't even let the children go."

The entire Qianjiang forest is a huge burial ground, with the branches of towering ancient trees twisted and stretching towards the sky, blocking out the sun.

Duan Yiwan's heart beat faster and faster, and she didn't dare to look left or right, for fear of discovering something even more terrifying.

Ning Huaiqing put away his sword and said seriously, "Let's go."

The three of them quickened their pace.

A quarter of an hour later, they finally passed through the woods, but two roads appeared before them.

One path leads to a cave not far away, and the other is covered by weeds, making it unknown what is behind.

The three of them discussed it and decided to act separately.

Duan Yiwan silently took a few steps closer to Ning Huaiqing: "Mr. Ning, let me go with you."

Ning Huaiqing was a little surprised: "Miss Qin, please go with Senior Sister. I'm enough."

Duan Yiwan refused to do so, saying, "I'm not good at martial arts, and I'll be a burden to Miss Mu."

The wild wind whimpered hoarsely as it blew through the dead branches. Her face turned pale and a chill rose from the soles of her feet.

Even if she had to fight against the most ferocious enemy, Duan Yiwan would never be afraid. However, just one look at such a gloomy and terrifying scene made her legs go weak and she even lost the strength to draw her sword.

Ning Huaiqing thought she was afraid of the Yingsha Gang, so he comforted her gently, "Miss Qin, don't be afraid. That cave must be where the main force of the Yingsha Gang is. I'll take this road, and you and Senior Sister will take the other. You'll be fine."

Duan Yiwan still disagreed, Ning Huaiqing lowered his head and patiently calmed her down.

With Senior Sister and Miss Qin together, there will always be someone to look after us and we won’t be in too dangerous a situation.

Duan Yiwan felt frustrated and anxious after hearing this, and couldn't help but curse him in her heart for being a blockhead.

Is it the path you take that matters? It’s who you surround yourself with that matters.

She only feels safe when she stays with Ning Huaiqing.

Duan Yiwan tugged at Ning Huaiqing's clothes, almost begging, "Can't we walk this way together and Miss Mu walk the other way?"

"good."

Ali's cold gaze swept over the two of them, and her red lips moved slightly.

Unexpectedly, Ali agreed so readily, and Duan Yiwan felt ashamed instead.

Although Miss Mu is a martial arts expert, she is also a girl like her. How could she let Miss Mu face unknown dangers alone for her own selfish desires?

"Senior Sister, you..." Ning Huaiqing's eyes were filled with worry.

But Ali didn't want to say anything more and walked towards the chosen road, leaving them with only a distant back.

She used the Frost Sword to cut through the layers of weeds without getting a single leaf on her. After just a few dozen steps, the scene before her suddenly changed.

There was a narrow bluestone path under my feet, winding through a rotten swamp, where corpses could be vaguely seen floating on the surface.

She walked over calmly, threw the broken bone away, and said with a cold look, "A bunch of unpresentable people."

Fifteen years ago, the five major sects colluded with each other and used many tricks to severely damage the then-powerful Divine Religion. Afterwards, the followers of the Divine Religion were scattered, and the Divine Religion has since declined.

But in fact, the betrayal and departure of the Holy Envoy, who had the highest status and the most profound martial arts among the survivors of the cult, along with his confidants was the final blow that caused the cult to fall into decline.

The Divine Cult has been dormant in secret for these years, recuperating and has gradually recovered its vitality. It has not forgotten the humiliation of the past and has been tracking down the whereabouts of the Holy Envoy.

If she hadn't discovered traces of the Divine Religion's secret technique, the Heart-Eating Art, on the broken bone, she would have continued searching for him all over the world.

At the end of the path, the people from the Yingsha Gang discovered Ali who had suddenly broken in, and immediately rushed over with swords raised.

Ali did not use the sword, but just raised his left hand slightly, and the extremely cold internal force condensed into a point on his fingertips. The person who rushed over turned into a blood mist in the blink of an eye, and even the corpse was gone.

There was only one person left in front of him.

She approached slowly, and the oppressive feeling made the man unable to raise his head at all: "Go, tell Ling Yiye to come out and see me."

The man had lost all his soul and spirit, his legs trembling: "The old leader passed away many years ago..."

"Oh? That's really unfortunate. I used to call him Uncle Ling, but now we are separated forever." Ali sighed softly.

She lifted the man into the air with one hand and asked, "Who is in charge of your Shadow Sha Gang now?"

The man was so frightened that his pants were soaked and he couldn't utter a complete sentence: "Yes, it's the eldest son, the old gang leader's son."

Ali tightened his grip until he couldn't breathe, then he loosened it.

The man collapsed to the ground like mud.

Ali put his hands behind his back and walked leisurely: "Take me to see him."

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On the other side, Ning Huaiqing and Duan Yiwan also approached the cave and hid not far away.

Their guess was correct, this was indeed the headquarters of the Shadow Sha Gang.

I saw a group of people walking in from outside, followed by several children, all of whom were less than ten years old. They walked forward with the group in a daze, without crying or making any noise.

Duan Yiwan's face changed, and she was about to rush forward to save them, but was stopped by Ning Huaiqing: "Don't act rashly!"

"You saw it too. They took those children back and were going to kill them!" Duan Yiwan said excitedly, grabbing his arm and shaking it. "How could we just watch them die?!"

Ning Huaiqing also looked furious, but he was calmer than her.

He first knocked down the two people standing guard at the door, and after the two changed their clothes, they sneaked into the cave together.

*

Ali followed the man into a secret passage and soon arrived in front of a door several people tall.

The man was numb with fear, and his voice trembled: "Right, right here."

The gate in front of me is made of several white bones, and the door knocker on it is also made of a skeleton, which looks eerie and weird.

Ali withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the man, thanked him, and pushed the door open.

Outside the slowly closing door, the man's head and body were separated.

The person on the platform looked over and said in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "Who are you?"

Ah Li didn't want to waste any more time talking to him. He flew forward and instantly grabbed the man by the neck. "Son of Ling Yiye?"

The man looked terrified, his skin and flesh were sagging, and he exuded a foul smell of blood. "Who are you?!"

Judging from his expression, he must have practiced the Heart-Eating Technique.

The Heart-Eating Art was originally created by Xu Yuanzi, the founder of the Divine Religion. When practicing it, one needs to refine and consume the heart of a living person. After practicing it continuously for 9981 days, one can achieve great success in the practice.

This technique is extremely powerful and can only be practiced by the leader. It is the most powerful of the many secret techniques of the Divine Religion.

However, everything has its limits, and this technique is extremely detrimental to one's virtue. It was because of practicing this technique that Xu Yuanzi went astray and died from the backlash.

Therefore, the successive leaders of the sect sealed up the secret manual of this technique. When the Divine Sect was besieged by the five major sects, Ling Yiye took advantage of the chaos to steal many of the Divine Sect's secret treasures, including this technique.

A Li frowned: "Ling Yiye is such a loser. It's retribution for raising his son to be like you."

"What do you want to do?!" the man struggled desperately.

It’s a pity that my cultivation is not yet complete.

After a few breaths, the man's hands and feet drooped limply, a deathly pale color.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from the east side of the cave.

Oh no! She's been wasting too long here.

Ali's expression changed slightly, and he threw the man's body aside and flew towards the side hall.

The side hall was in a mess at this time, with dead bodies and blood everywhere.

Duan Yiwan protected the seriously injured and unconscious Ning Huaiqing behind her, holding the long sword dripping with blood in her hand, looking in a miserable state.

The surviving disciples of the Yingsha Gang in the hall slowly approached and surrounded the two of them, their eyes bloodshot.

The operation was going smoothly and they quickly found the imprisoned children. Ning Huaiqing asked Duan Yiwan to send them out first, while he stayed here to meet Senior Sister Mu.

But after sending these children away, Duan Yiwan was still worried about Ning Huaiqing, so she turned back. Unexpectedly, when she arrived, she saw Ning Huaiqing being besieged by the Yingsha Gang. In panic, she immediately drew her sword and rushed forward, fighting side by side with Ning Huaiqing.

The two men fought and retreated. Duan Yiwan's strength gradually declined, and she was in a trance and did not notice the attack from the side.

Ning Huaiqing couldn't block the attack with his sword, so he could only hold her in his arms, blocking the attack with his body, and then leading her to break through.

Duan Yiwan gasped for breath, tears welled up in her eyes, but she held on and fought for a long time, for Ning Huaiqing behind her.

Another wave of attacks came, and Duan Yiwan spun the sword in her hand as she fought hard to resist.

While she was not paying attention to Ning Huaiqing behind her, the people from the Yingsha Gang rushed towards him with swords.

Duan Yiwan was at the end of her strength. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, she suddenly turned around and hugged Ning Huaiqing tightly. The tears that could no longer be held back rolled down his weak shoulders.

As if sensing the dangerous atmosphere around him again, the unconscious Ning Huaiqing suddenly woke up. Seeing the situation in front of him, he subconsciously stood up and turned his back to the countless weapons behind him.

The expected severe pain did not come. Duan Yiwan opened her closed eyes and heard Ning Huaiqing's weak voice: "Miss Qin, are you okay..."

Duan Yiwan shook her head desperately with tears in her eyes. She looked back and saw a white figure standing not far away in the dim light, with long flying hair slowly falling behind her.

Under her feet were the members of the Yingsha Gang. They all fell to the ground, breathless.

Ali turned around and saw Ning Huaiqing covered in blood, looking half dead. His eyes were immediately covered with a thin layer of frost.