Although they were determined to return to Shushan, the more Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu inquired, the more frightened they became.

Because the Demon Cult's momentum this time was so huge, it could almost be said that they had sent out all their forces. The lineup was so terrifying that Ling Yunpo could almost confirm that the three sect-guarding immortals, Tianmo, Yin Gui and Fansheng, must be hiding here - if the entire sect had sent out all their forces, what was the point of the immortals staying in the empty sect's headquarters?

At least the three sects of the Fansheng Dao had all come. Ling Yunpo guessed that the Blood Sea Immortal was probably hiding among them, but no one knew where.

So the question is: What did the immortal come here for?

Well, let’s find a way to return to Shushan first.

In the next few days, the two carefully explored the outskirts of the Demon Cult's base.

Although all the disciples of Shushan were besieged inside Shushan at this time, spies from Kunlun, Penglai, and other sects and families still infiltrated from the outside in an endless stream.

Somewhere on the outskirts of the Demon Cult's position, a natural market was built in the nearby mountains for the five sects of cultivators to trade with each other.

Since there was no very strict identity check, more than just the demon sect monks came in, and everyone knew what was going on.

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu changed out of their sword immortal green robes and dressed up as wandering cultivators. They mixed in from the periphery, pretending to ask in front of various stalls, trying to pick up bargains.

"That's strange." An Zhisu said in confusion when he came to an empty corner. "I saw that the people of the Demon Cult re-arranged their defenses today. Why did they deploy heavy troops inside and place bait outside? It seems like they want to surround the enemy and attack the reinforcements."

"Indeed." Ling Yunpo echoed, "Maybe they want to lure Kunlun Penglai to rescue them."

Although he said so, Ling Yunpo actually seriously suspected that the Demon Cult was not ambushing Kunlun Penglai, but the person who held the Wanxiangjuexian Sword.

Of course, I wouldn’t be stupid enough to just rush in like that... huh?

At this moment, Ling Yunpo suddenly noticed that there were many more demon sect monks in the market.

These demon sect monks did not have uniform clothing, and they looked like casual cultivators passing by. However, Ling Yunpo had Wei Dongliu's experience after all, so he quickly recognized that this one was a cultivator from Lingxiu Mountain of the Fansheng Dao, whom I had seen before in Zhongtai Mountain; that one was a cultivator from the Shura Dao, whom I had seen before in Puji Temple...

His thoughts turned slightly, and he immediately guessed something, and hurriedly said to An Zhisu:

"Oh no! The Demon Cult is closing in. Let's go!"

The two of them left the market town quietly, and before they knew it, they saw many more scattered people leaving the place in a hurry.

Obviously, Ling Yunpo was not the first person to notice these suspicious cultivators. Many other independent cultivators had already noticed them in advance and hurriedly ran away.

Just a few dozen breaths after leaving the market town, the noise over there suddenly became noisy, as if the demon cult monks had started to take action.

"Let's go!" Ling Yunpo took the initiative and pulled his senior sister up on the sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the scattered cultivators in the surroundings hurriedly displayed their magical powers. Most of them also fled on their swords, while the rest displayed their magical powers, some escaping underground and some running fast.

Very good! Ling Yunpo was overjoyed.

Everyone fled separately. Even if this evil monk chased us, he wouldn't keep targeting me and my senior sister, right?

In order not to attract attention, I left the sword box containing the Qingping Sword and the Wanxiang Juexian Sword outside. This time I only brought the Leizhi Sword and the Wanzhu Sword... Damn it!

Everyone was horrified to see that suddenly there were gusts of cold wind and a spooky aura all around them. Countless sword energies rose into the sky and formed a fence that trapped everyone inside.

If it’s not the Zhuxian Sword Formation, then what is it?

You actually used the Zhuxian Sword Formation to deal with us casual cultivators! You are so despicable, Demon Cult!

Ling Yunpo gritted his teeth and looked again, only to find that it was not a complete Zhuxian Sword Formation, but a quarter of a sword formation arranged with the Tianmo Zhuxian Sword.

In other words, it was not the Heavenly Demon Immortal who took action himself, but he lent the Heavenly Demon Immortal Sword to his younger sister to set up this quarter sword formation. His purpose was just to trap these wandering cultivators and then kill them one by one.

Ling Yunpo's mind moved slightly, and he quickly looked at An Zhisu.

Senior Sister An also had a serious look on her face. It was obvious that there would be no problem asking her to kill anyone, but breaking the formation... was not her forte.

Although he had never seen the Zhuxian Sword diagram, Ling Yunpo, with his rich knowledge of formations, could roughly tell that the Zhuxian Sword Formation was basically an amplifier, greatly expanding and extending the attack range of the Tianmo Zhuxian Sword.

It was not feasible to use the knowledge of formations to break the formation, because the sword energy that trapped everyone did not come from the formation, but from the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword, which was the core of the formation.

Simply put, the way to break the formation is to find the center of the formation according to the direction of the formation, and then take away the Heavenly Demon Sword, and the formation will be broken.

However, the last time Qiu Changtian was able to break the formation, he also used a similar decapitation tactic: he went deep into the formation alone and defeated Lei Caiyan, who was in charge of the formation at the center.

It is easy to imagine that after the formation was broken that time, the Demon Cult would no longer be able to ignore the key protection near the center of the formation...all it takes is a few Yuanying elders to watch over it, and it would be almost impossible to break the formation.

Ling Yunpo's thoughts raced. Without the Qingping Sword by his side, he felt that most of the means he could use were missing.

There was no choice but to check the storage bag to see if there were any cards that Ling Yunpo could use with his identity.

Um?

What is this?

Ling Yunpo saw a simple-looking bottle deep in the storage bag.

The mouth of the bottle is sealed with a cork, and when it is shaken, there is a faint sound of the tide, as if a big river is washing against the embankment.

"This is the Heyuan Jingping." Seeing his confused face, Kunlun Mirror reminded him.

"Of course I know." Ling Yunpo immediately showed a contemptuous expression of "Do I need you to remind me?" and said calmly.

But when did I get this bottle?

Since it is hidden deep in the storage bag, it means that it must have been obtained by the character Ling Yunpo... Never mind, let's take it out and use it first.

Ling Yunpo took out the clean bottle, pulled out the cork, and poured the water down.

Immediately, water from large rivers gushed out wildly, turning the surrounding area into a vast ocean in an instant.

"Hey! Guanshui!" Kunlun Jing quickly reminded, "You must use this bottle with caution! If you accidentally drop it somewhere and leave it tilted for a long time without anyone to straighten it, the water will keep pouring out!"

"When the time comes, the whole state will be flooded, and the karma of all the lives lost will all be borne by you!"

"I know." Ling Yun said in a broken heart, "How could I possibly throw this bottle around?"

A bottle with such great power should be kept safely in my hands.

After dozens of breaths, there was still no sign of the water in the bottle running out. Most of the cultivators around were forced to fly their swords to increase their altitude to avoid being drowned by the water of unknown origin.

Ling Yunpo knew that the water was no different from that of an ordinary river, so he pulled Senior Sister An into the water and continued to pour out the river water.

Soon, the lake in the formation rose to a height of dozens of feet. The sword energy formation wall that trapped the wandering cultivators around it also showed signs of collapse under the impact of such a huge amount of water.