Chapter 334: Suppressing the Demon Cult

"It seems that if I want to enter the Sea of ​​Laws, I still need to accumulate points. My current points are still not enough. I can't even buy an intermediate ticket. It's a loss to enter the Sea of ​​Laws."

"Wait until you have enough points to buy at least three intermediate tickets before going in."

Lu Yuan made a plan. Buying a primary ticket was the least cost-effective thing. The ticket was expensive, but the time spent inside was short. What could one do in just three years? Ten primary tickets would only last for 30 years. In 30 years, one would be sent back after half of the comprehension. The comprehension of the law was illusory and mysterious, and could not be interrupted by external forces. If the ticket expired after the comprehension was critical, and one was sent back by the Chaos Ship, interrupting the comprehension, decades of hard work would be destroyed, and that would be a real loss.

The intermediate tickets are different. One ticket lasts for 30 years, and three tickets last for 90 years, which is nearly 100 years. It is enough time for Lu Yuan to comprehend everything he wants. At least he can comprehend one law, so he won't lose out.

Of course, if there is a chance, Lu Yuan still wants to buy bigger tickets, such as high-end tickets or luxury tickets.

One picture means hundreds or thousands of years of immersion in the sea of ​​laws and contemplation, with no time anxiety at all. That is the most comfortable and natural state.

But if you want to reach that state, you have to earn more points.

Now, the fastest way for Lu Yuan to earn points is either to complete higher-level tasks or to exchange them with spirit stones.

"I have already accepted six disciples who have passed the Tribulation Stage and one slave who has passed the Tribulation Stage. The six disciples who have passed the Tribulation Stage have brought me a total of about 20 billion points in mission rewards. If I want higher-level mission points, I can only move up, such as accepting disciples or slaves in the Mahayana Stage.

Or if you are a little more courageous and recruit a True Immortal disciple, you will definitely get a huge amount of points. But looking at the entire Qingtian world, how many Mahayana are there?"

Therefore, the path of obtaining points just by completing system tasks is still too narrow, so it is better to exchange them with spirit stones.

The ratio of spirit stones to points is 10 to 1, 10 spirit stones can be exchanged for 1 point.

Now Daluo Sect has taken over the entire Daqian business. Daqian alone can bring him huge income from spirit stones every year, but Daqian alone is not enough, as the money-making speed of the elixir business is still not that fast.

If they want more, they have to expand outward, swallow up the entire North Continent, and take over all the business of the Alchemist Alliance.

In this way, if Lu Yuan takes over the entire Beizhou, he will never be short of spirit stones, and naturally he will have no shortage of points.

Of course, before that, it's time to clean up some of the fish that have slipped through the net.

Lu Yuan called Xiao Huang, Jiang Ming, Zhang Feifei and other disciples and told them to go and clean up the evil cult in Beizhou.

Of the five malignant sects in Beizhou, Lu Yuan and Long Jiutian had previously wiped out the Demon Heart Sect, and now there are only four remaining sects still struggling to survive.

Moreover, it is said that the five major demon sects are closely related. After the Demon Heart Sect was destroyed, the remaining four major demon sects have traced back to the Daluo Sect and are also planning to deal with the Daluo Sect.

He wanted to do business in Beizhou, and he was targeting the lower-end market. Low-level cultivators were also his target customers. The people in the Demon Cult hunted low-level cultivators as nourishment for their own practice.

So there is no doubt that Lu Yuan's goal coincides with the goal of the five major demon sects. Both forces want to develop in Beizhou, so one of them must die, otherwise the other will not be able to grow. At this time, it depends on who has a stronger hand.

Obviously, Lu Yuan's wrist is tougher now.

In fact, Xiao Huang's strength is now enough to sweep away the remaining four major demon sects, but just in case, Lu Yuan still let Tianhuo go with them to avoid unnecessary trouble.

When destroying a rat's nest, you have to destroy it completely, otherwise it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Xiao Huang and others took the order and set out from Daluo Sect towards the stronghold of the Five Demon Sect.

After Xiao Huang and others left, Lu Yuan also began his retreat.

After accepting several disciples, their cultivation levels increased too quickly. Lu Yuan had to consolidate his own cultivation level. Although the cultivation level directly instilled by the system was not frivolous, it was a rapidly increasing realm after all, so it would be better if he was familiar with it himself.

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On the other side, Xiao Huang and others left Daluo Sect.

Thinking about the task assigned by the master, Xiao Huang said: "Master encountered a lot of troubles before, and we were unable to help. This time, we must complete the task assigned by the master well and never let the master down.

I don't want any of the remaining four major demon sects of the Five Demon Sects to escape alive. Do you understand?"

He had experienced the incident of seizing the strange fire in Dongzhou before, and after returning to Beizhou, he encountered Jia Zhengdao and the immortal of Wuji Sect snatching the ninth-grade elixir.

During these two incidents, they could only watch from the sidelines and were not able to help their master at all.

As disciples, they felt more and more ashamed.

It is said that the master leads you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself. Each of them received great favors from the master when they first entered the door, and was taught advanced skills that led to the path of becoming a true immortal.

But I have been a disciple for such a long time, and even when the sect suffered such a disaster, it was always the master who supported us when things got serious.

They were bullied by outsiders and they couldn't even help. The reason was ultimately because they didn't work hard enough.

If you work hard enough, how can you not help your master? The disciples of Daluo Sect have been holding back a fire in their hearts for a while, and they have nowhere to release it, feeling like they are punching cotton.

Fortunately, the master assigned them a task, asking them to clean up the remaining four evil sects in Beizhou. Xiao Huang and his fellow brothers from Daluo Sect were instantly filled with murderous intent, as there was finally something they could help with.

This task must be completed perfectly, and no one can be left out.

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Zhang Feifei, Jiang Ming, Ning Feng and others nodded in unison, their expressions also serious.

Among the five demon sects, the Demon Heart Sect had been destroyed, and the Demon Heart Sect's original territory, Da Yuan, was naturally taken over by the Daluo Sect after the Demon Heart Sect was destroyed. Unfortunately, after the Daluo Sect took over the Demon Heart Sect, it discovered that the once glorious ancient country of Da Yuan was now an empty country.

There are only a few hundred thousand living people left inside, and the population has shrunk by more than 90%. This shows the harm that the Demon Cult has brought to Beizhou.

Originally an ancient and prosperous country with a population of billions, it was devastated to this extent in just thousands of years. This is one of the reasons why Lu Yuan wiped out the Demon Cult.

The Demon Heart Sect has been destroyed, and the remaining four demon sects are: Demon Blood, Demon Bone, Demon Skin, and Demon Soul.

Different sects have different specialties and practices, and they reside in different places.

The Demon Heart Cult occupies an entire country in the ancient country of Dayuan.

The Demon Blood Cult was in the ancient country of Qin, and it also drained the entire country of Qin.

The Demon Bone Cult is located in the Demon Bone Ridge. There is no grass growing within a thousand miles of the Demon Bone Ridge, and all living people have turned to bones.

The Demon Skin Cult is in the ancient country of Dajin, while the Demon Soul is a wandering demon cult that eats wherever it goes.

Wherever these four evil sects went, they killed and ate everything, leaving no grass behind, making people terrified.

Xiao Huang looked at the distribution of the remaining four major demon sects' lairs and said, "The Demon Soul Sect's whereabouts are strange, they plunder souls everywhere, and they are the most difficult to find, so we leave these guys to the last.

Let’s first deal with the Demon Skin Cult, which is closest to Daqian.”

Originally, the sect closest to Daqian was the Dayuan Demon Heart Sect, but the Demon Heart Sect had been destroyed, and the next one was the Demon Skin Sect.

Zhang Feifei said, "I know something about this demon sect. When I was still practicing in the Spirit Sword Sect, a fellow disciple who joined the sect at the same time as me died at the hands of the Demon Skin Sect. The Demon Skin Sect's methods are extremely cruel and bloody. After killing someone, they would peel off the skin and sew it into human skin puppets, and refine various human skin magic weapons. I want to take this opportunity to avenge my fellow disciple."

When Zhang Feifei first joined the Lingjian Sect in his early years, he met a senior brother. At that time, that senior brother had excellent character and was a very good person. When Zhang Feifei first joined the Sect in his early years, he gave him a lot of help in his practice and also taught him many things.

But later, because of a sect mission to destroy the Demon Cult, he was captured by the Demon Skin Cult members and died tragically at the hands of the Demon Skin Cult. At that time, Zhang Feifei had just started practicing and his cultivation was too shallow. When he learned the news, he had no ability to take revenge.

But things are different now. The master wants to eradicate the four evil sects, and the first one to be eliminated is the Demon Skin Sect. It just so happens that Zhang Feifei also has an old grudge with the Demon Skin Sect, and today is the perfect time to take revenge for that old grudge.

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Jiang Ming didn't say anything and just touched the Black Gold Sky Sword on his back. There was no need to say much about his hatred for the Demon Cult. The hatred between his parents was irreconcilable. Although the Demon Heart Cult had been destroyed, he was not happy with any demon cult in the world. The behavior of the Demon Skin Cult was no less evil than that of the previous Demon Heart Cult, so Jiang Ming would naturally not let them go.

Several streams of light crossed the void and soon arrived above the ancient kingdom of Dajin in Beizhou. After finding the lair of the Demon Skin Cult, Xiao Huang glanced at Tianhuo and said, "Senior Tianhuo, please take action."

Tianhuo nodded, then took action directly, freezing the thousand-mile void near the Mopi Cult.

In an instant, all the surrounding space was frozen, unable to be broken, and unable to escape. Anyone below the level of Refining Void was trapped in a jar. Those above the level of Refining Void had the ability to break through the void, but the Heavenly Fire was too high in cultivation, and it was difficult for ordinary Refining Void to break through it. Anyone who broke through the void and escaped would be killed by the Heavenly Fire itself.

This was done to prevent any fish from escaping. After Tianhuo finished all this, Xiao Huang immediately called on the disciples of Daluo Sect to descend on the Mopi Sect.

The Demon Skin Cult's lair was originally the imperial capital of the ancient Jin Kingdom.

At this moment in the imperial city of the ancient Jin Dynasty, the air was filled with a bloody smell that was almost impossible to dissolve, as if one could taste the taste of rust with every breath.

On the ground, blood and minced meat were intertwined, forming patches of dark red mud. When stepped on, it made a sticky sound and was disgusting.

In the slaughterhouse in a corner of the imperial city, the scene was even more horrifying. Living people were tied tightly to stone pillars with thick iron chains, their eyes were filled with fear and despair, and faint whimpers came from their throats, but no one paid any attention.

Several demon cultivators in black robes held sharp skinning knives and skilfully peeled the human skin from the flesh. The intact flesh and skin were as soft as freshly baked pancakes, and were stacked on wooden racks. Then, several servants carried them away and sent them to the weapon refining workshop to be used to make evil magic weapons.

Next to the slaughterhouse, another group of demons were busy making pills using flesh and blood.

A huge bronze furnace stood in the center, with flames blazing inside and emitting a pungent, fishy smell. Next to the furnace were piles of fresh limbs and internal organs, which the demon cultivators grabbed and threw into the furnace.

Their faces looked particularly hideous under the firelight. Above the furnace, a black human-skin lantern was suspended in the air, slowly rotating.

The surface of the lantern was covered with strange runes, and there was a faint black air lingering around it. It was greedily absorbing the resentment around it, and the pain and resentment of those who were slaughtered turned into wisps of black smoke, which continuously flowed into the lantern.

After being swallowed up, the vast amount of blood and resentment was transformed into streams of cold energy and injected into the magic weapon that was being refined nearby.

At the same time, several demon cultivators dressed in blood-stained clothes stepped into the former imperial palace of the imperial city. Their steps were steady and their faces were full of respect. Each of them was holding a black human-skin bag in their hands. Low whimpering sounds could be heard faintly from the bag, as if countless children were crying.

Deep inside the palace, in a dark hall, an old demon was sitting cross-legged on a high platform. His face was haggard, his eyes were closed, and thick black air surrounded him.

He held a blood-red pill in his hand and slowly put it into his mouth. The moment the pill entered his throat, a look of satisfaction appeared on the old demon's face, as if he was enjoying some kind of ultimate delicacy.

At this moment, the blood-robed demon cultivators walked into the hall, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Ancestor, what you want is ready."

Hearing this, the old demon slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were as deep as the abyss, and there was a faint flash of blood.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Very good, I didn't expect to find 5,000 boys and girls so quickly. It seems that the day when my magic power is perfected is just around the corner."

He stood up, his black robe fluttering without wind, and his aura suddenly rose.

However, just as he was about to go to the altar to sacrifice the boy, several powerful demonic energy fluctuations suddenly came from the depths of the imperial city. The aura was majestic and cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, which was chilling and rushed out from the depths of the imperial city.

After the old demon sensed these demonic auras, his expression instantly became solemn.

He is the leader of this generation of the Demon Skin Cult, and his cultivation has reached the Divine Transformation Realm, but in the face of those auras, he still felt a huge oppression.

He knew that those old ancestors who had been in seclusion for many years had come out at the same time.

He did not dare to delay, and his figure flashed, turning into a black light and flying towards the depths of the imperial city.

Deep in the imperial city, he met those ancestors. Their faces were hidden under black robes, with only a pair of eyes showing. The aura around them was unfathomable.

"Something happened."

One of the ancestors spoke, his voice as harsh as the friction of sandpaper.

"Someone has blocked the void, and a master has descended upon my Demon Skin Sect."

The old demon's heart trembled, and his expression became even uglier.

Although he is the leader of the Demon Skin Cult, he can only be regarded as a junior in front of these ancestors. The realm of the ancestors has long surpassed the state of incarnation, and their perception of the void is far beyond his reach.

Since the ancestors said that the void was blocked, it must be that someone used great magical powers to cut off the connection between the Demon Skin Cult and the outside world.

"Could it be that the righteous monks are here to encircle and suppress us?" the old demon asked in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

(End of this chapter)