Chapter 230 Xuanming Sect
After a cup of tea, Su Qingwu left the Soul Mist Swamp.
At that time, Su Wen followed her, holding the soul-nourishing wood, and was full of joy.
With this item, your future practice will be twice as effective with half the effort.
The trip was a success and there was no need to stay in the Ghost Cave any longer. The two of them quickly set off and left the place.
Su Qingwu originally planned to return to the cave he had opened in the barren mountains two years ago, but halfway through the journey, he encountered a wave of enemies.
There were twenty people in total, and all of them were at the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Seeing them, she immediately recalled the three infants who had been killed in Skull Mountain not long ago.
When she went to the Ghost Cave previously, she always showed her true face because of Gu Wan.
After the woman left, she went directly to the Dark Lake without trying to conceal her appearance.
Therefore, when the three Yuan infants were killed, the Soul-Falling Technique transmitted the last experience of the deceased to the caster, allowing the caster to recognize his identity.
In the past in Tianhe City, Su Qingwu leapt from a Yuan infant to a Huashen in just six years, and then disappeared without a trace.
Until now, many people are still looking for her whereabouts.
As soon as their identities were exposed, the forces behind the three men sent people to ambush outside the Ghost Cave in all directions.
No matter where her trace is found, they will immediately inform their companions and then try to surround her.
That’s why the current situation has come about.
The twenty gods were dressed differently, not as uniform as the three Yuan infants. It was probably because the forces they belonged to had different requirements for cultivators of different realms.
However, these people did not hide their identities, and had conspicuous jade identity cards hanging around their waists.
The whole body is bright yellow, oval in shape, with the word "Xuanming" engraved on it. It is from Xuanming Sect, one of the second-class forces in Xuantian Continent.
There are a total of eleven second-grade forces on this continent, and each of them is led by a great master in the Hedao realm.
Su Qingwu had fought with monks of this sect in the illusion.
Combined with what happened in the Soul Mist Swamp before, she had a vague intuition.
In that illusory world, over the past five hundred years, all the people and things encountered were real.
If this is true, then the Xuanming Sect should now have one great master in the early stage of Hedao, twelve Fanxu, and one hundred and twenty Huashen.
In the illusion, the Xuanming Sect also participated in the pursuit, and they came out in full force.
Unfortunately, at that time, Su Qingwu's focus was on Hedao and Fanxu, and he didn't pay much attention to this sect's gods, so he didn't know what they looked like.
Otherwise, we can take this opportunity to confirm our previous speculation.
At this moment, twenty people surrounded her, and the leader was in the state of perfect transformation of the spirit, with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Are you Su Qingwu?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Did you know that among the three Yuan infants you killed in the Ghost Cave, one was a disciple of my sect master?"
"So what?"
Hearing this nonchalant tone, the twenty gods of Xuanming Sect were all furious.
Su Qingwu's reaction was beyond their expectations.
I thought that this woman would change color, apologize sincerely, take out treasures as compensation, and ask for forgiveness, but I never expected that she would have such a fearless attitude.
According to their investigation, this woman is just a casual cultivator, without any sect or school. How can she be so confident?
At that moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through the minds of the twenty gods.
However, no matter what, the momentum must not be weakened.
They came here on orders this time, and they must capture this girl and bring her back to the sect. Avenging the sect leader's death is a small matter, but more importantly, they need to find out the reason why her cultivation level has increased so greatly in just a few years.
Thinking of this, the leader gave an order and twenty gods attacked the target in unison.
Since the main purpose is to capture the enemy alive, all the treasures used are those that can trap the enemy.
Various colored lights flashed in the air and quickly fell towards Su Qingwu.
Her expression remained unchanged. She waved her sleeves and nine Cangyun swords appeared before her.
A powerful sword formation was formed in an instant, and all the attacks from the enemy were covered in it at that moment.
The murderous intent spread.
At this moment, an ominous premonition arose in the hearts of the twenty gods.
Before they could react, the sword formation suddenly turned, and one of the Cangyun swords broke away from the formation and flew in front of Su Qingwu under his control.
Then he held the sword in his right hand, his momentum rising steadily, locked onto the enemy in front of him, and chopped him down with a bang.
The killing sword was blasted with intent, and wherever it passed, all treasures and magic were shattered into ashes.
Almost at the same time, a very thin line of blood appeared between the eyebrows of the leader, Huashen.
With a crackling sound, the beast was split into two halves, and the soul in its dantian was also shattered by the killing sword intent.
The bloody body fell straight to the ground.
After witnessing this scene, the remaining 19 gods retreated subconsciously.
Until this moment, they finally realized that they had greatly underestimated Su Qingwu's strength.
Although this woman is still at the same level as them, her true strength is probably comparable to that of Fanxu.
Under normal circumstances, if they heard similar words, they would never believe it and might even make a mockery of it. After all, the higher the level of cultivation, the greater the difference in strength between each level.
However, the person in front of me cannot be judged by common sense.
Being able to advance from the infant stage to the spirit stage in just a few years and possessing such strength today is already beyond the original cognition.
Realizing this, the 19 gods all wanted to retreat.
The only plan now is to get away as quickly as possible, return to the sect to seek help, and ask Elder Fan Xu to deal with this woman.
Thinking of this, they looked at each other and rushed towards the sect's headquarters.
At the same time, under Su Qingwu's control, the Cangyun Sword Formation transformed into a stream of light and rushed forward.
In just a moment, all the 19 people who had escaped were trapped in the formation.
Mitian’s murderous intent reached the sky.
There were flashes of blood, accompanied by intermittent shouts and curses.
In the distance, there were occasional monks passing by. When they saw this scene, they were all terrified and turned pale. They cast spells and tried to escape from the place.
Su Qingwu naturally ignored people who had nothing to do with her and just let them leave.
After about a hundred breaths, no one was left alive in the sword formation.
She waved her sleeves to remove the formation and took back all the Cangyun Swords.
Of course, the spoils of war were not missed either, and were all photographed in front of him.
In order to prevent the possibility of tracking treasures hidden in it, Su Qingwu only took the spirit stone and destroyed the rest.
Afterwards, he left this place at a rapid speed.
Twenty incarnations of gods died one after another, and the top leaders of Xuanming Sect soon received the corresponding news.
Five Fanxu went out together to the scene of the incident.
When they arrived, they saw only corpses on the ground and no trace of Su Qingwu was found.
Everything that could be used to pursue the enemy was destroyed.
However, most of these large groups have mastered special secret methods, and as long as a certain price is paid, they can find the whereabouts of their enemies.
Since the Xuanming Sect was founded, it has never suffered such losses, except for a thousand years ago when the disciples of the sect were foolish and offended the personal disciple of a first-class powerful person, causing great losses.
Facing the first-class power, they were not strong enough and could only swallow their anger.
However, this time, the enemy is just a casual cultivator. No matter what, they will not let this matter go easily.
The leader of the Fanxu clan, at the cost of a hundred years of life, traced the source through the corpses scattered on the ground, and cast a spell to find out the whereabouts of Su Qingwu.