Chapter 34
The demonic energy rising into the sky tore open a crack in space, and a man in black clothes broke through the air and entered.
Jiang Wan frowned and stood in front of Lin Xubai, looking at the uninvited guest who disrupted her plans.
The demonic energy lingering around him clearly shows that he is a high-level demon cultivator. The demonic energy is even darker than that of Rao Jingyi, the operator...
"Brother Baili!!!"
"Fifth Brother!!!"
Chu Yingluo and You Sheng were both surprised.
"Great, now we are saved!"
Jiang Wan's mouth twitched:!? ?
Ha, you said that this guy with a cold face and an aura more devilish than that of a devil cultivator is the savior you have been thinking about before, the fifth disciple of Song Ding Peak who was said to be wandering around nearby?
Baili...what?
"I know you." Rao Jingyi looked at the newcomer with an ambiguous expression. "Master Baili, a disciple of Xie Jianzun of Guiyuan Sect."
"Oh? You actually recognize me?" Master Baili was slightly taken aback when his name was called, but he quickly unleashed his sword formation and slashed at Rao Jingyi below him. "In that case, let's see who's the winner!"
Rao Jingyi's palm was cracked in half, and the blood flowing out condensed into tens of thousands of blood lines that directly blocked the thunder-filled attack.
With a wave of his hand, the blood line seemed to come alive and spread outwards. Chu Yingluo and others immediately fell silent as if their throats were strangled. The blood line quietly connected to everyone's backs. The blood pattern that appeared in the air suddenly lit up, and unknown pink flowers bloomed on the ground.
All the "residents" below the stage turned into faceless humanoid puppets, and tens of thousands of puppet armies attacked the sword cultivator above.
Dark sword energy mixed with demonic energy and dark blood lines entangled and collided in mid-air, violently stirring up chaos in the entire space. The gorgeous sword formation burst out with infinite sword light, piercing through several puppets on the altar that controlled the blood threads.
The two men fought fiercely, and Master Baili was unable to determine the winner for a while.
The reason is simple. Master Baili can kill those faceless puppets with one blow, but he really can't bear to do it to the monks who are controlled by Rao Jingyi.
"Brother Baili, leave me alone!"
"Senior! I can't control myself!"
After several times, this made Master Baili feel sick and frustrated, but he really had no way to deal with the meaning of the sutra.
However, not everyone is controlled by the blood line.
"Xiaobai, step back!" Jiang Wan blocked Liu Huaifeng's sword move with one sword and kicked away several puppets that were about to surround him.
"Be careful behind you! Use the fire talisman quickly!" Chu Yingluo was sharp-eyed and saw a small flower plant in the shadow behind Lin Xubai, and immediately shouted a warning.
Fortunately, this low-level fire talisman does not require spiritual power and can be used by simply tearing it open. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to deal with such lush flowers in a space where spiritual power is blocked.
Although she couldn't control her body and had no spiritual power left, it was thanks to this that Jiang Wan and the others were still able to deal with her.
Lin Xubai moved lightly and threw down the talisman, completely destroying the flower plant that was trying to launch a sneak attack.
"Big brother! Second brother!" Ishikawa Nishi, who was also not under control, flapped his wings and said, "Wake up!"
Suddenly, a mournful flute sound penetrated the spider-web-like blood mist. In a prolonged inflection, the flute sound seemed to cut the blood line behind the puppet, and a chaotic crackling sound was emitted in the air.
The inky figure was graceful and elegant, leaving a trace of blood-ink stains on the ground wherever he passed. Dark purple light flowed along the flute, leaving clearly visible "soul-devouring nails" on the several faceless puppets that were stepped on.
The "Ghostly Steps" and "Soul Controlling Song" are so distinctive and recognizable. Looking at the people who have stopped around, you can tell the identity of the person who came.
"Haha, Yingluo, ah Yingluo, you have come to this day!" Wu Hualin smiled and used the flute to hit several sensitive spots on Chu Yingluo's body. Chu Yingluo, whose body was controlled, finally regained her autonomy.
Unfortunately, his spiritual power was exhausted, and without the blood line connecting to his back to support him, he could only fall powerlessly into Wu Hualin's arms.
Chu Yingluo felt a little embarrassed. She had previously boasted that she could handle it, but now she fell for the trick so easily and was controlled to become a tool for the other party to deal with her own senior brother.
"Why aren't you being controlled?"
Not only Wu Hualin, Jiang Wan, Lin Xubai, but also that big goose demon cultivator.
Why are only the four of them out of control?
"It's a 'story'. Since Junior Sister Jiang and I came here, we haven't performed the complete 'story' for the locals in Yongshu Township." Although being labeled an undercover agent had ruined Lin Xubai's original plan, Lin Xubai was still kind enough to answer Chu Yingluo's questions.
You Sheng and Tu Changxing: Indeed, they simply don't have time to perform the 'story' in front of the residents of Yongshu Township.
As for why Senior Brother Baili and Wu Hualin were not affected...the former had just broken in, and the latter had a wisp of spirit outside, so that's why this happened.
"However, although you are no longer under the control of the blood lines, they are still sucking your spiritual energy. If this continues, your spiritual energy will be completely drained and your spiritual roots will be dried up. If Senior Brother Baili doesn't deal with him quickly, you might..."
Lin Xubai didn't finish the rest of his words, but the look of reluctance on his face told him what he meant.
Everyone felt a tightness in their hearts.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Jiang Wan swung his sword again, "My friend has found a way to crack it. Once she gets here, all this will be over."
Jiang Wan really didn't care about the spiritual power blockade in the space. After all, it was of no use to her.
But it is a big problem for others. She did not say that it would not affect them, nor did she say that Senior Brother Baili would definitely be able to solve it.
That's not the point.
"Is it Fellow Daoist Gong who deliberately lured your away?" Lin Xubai quickly tore off the formation stone from Rao Zhiyi, who was holding his sister Rao Qiubai with a look of despair, and set up a simple defensive formation on the spot.
Block out all red blood lines.
"You, you can do this?" Tu Changxing slumped to the ground, eyes full of surprise. "Well, I don't doubt you, I'm just a little surprised."
Lin Xubai chuckled lightly, looking down at the others who had the same expression as Tu Changxing and said, "There's no need to make a fuss about a formation of this level. After all, I grew up in Guiyuan Sect."
After understanding what Lin Xu meant in his words, they felt upset and stopped talking. They really deserved to die. They had just suspected others, and now they were bringing up other people's issues.
"Palace? Is she a delicate-looking female cultivator dressed in white?" Wu Hualin's eyes turned cold.
"She has no demonic energy. Is she from the Demon Realm?" Although it was a question, Lin Xubai's tone was firm.
Wu Hualin looked at Jiang Wan with a different look now: "How did you escape from her?"
"It's not her. She just wanted to sow discord between Xiaobai and me. Unfortunately, she miscalculated the friendship between us. How could I doubt my own people just because of a few words from her?"
Jiang Wan spoke righteously.
Chu Yingluo, You Sheng and Tu Changxing, who were not only provoked into discord but also successfully suspected their own people, lowered their heads in shame, feeling mixed emotions.
"They trapped me in a completely enclosed space and tried to kill me but failed. Luckily, there was someone I knew in the space they trapped me in. Not only did they successfully break through her space and rescue me, but they also let me know a lot of things."
Jiang Wan's eyes moved among the puppet tides, and she began to tell what she had learned.
Twenty-five years ago, a tragic incident occurred in Raojiazhuang, the former name of Yongshu Township, where an entire family was wiped out.
The victim, Rao Jingyi, witnessed his parents and clansmen being killed that night. His spiritual roots were taken away, and his chance of becoming an immortal was cut off. He was later adopted by the village.
Due to the excessive stimulation, his memory became confused and he could not remember the appearance of the murderer. He was also unable to speak due to the excessive stimulation and was bullied by other children since he was a child.
Since that day of disaster, the villagers somehow became prosperous and lived a good life.
Gradually, this place developed from a small village into the well-known "Yongshu Township".
Listening to the words coming from below, Rao Jingyi couldn't help but recall the night when he was looking forward to becoming an apprentice to a famous teacher the next day.
That night, my father, who had always been serious and upright, knelt humbly on the ground and offered all his treasures, begging the cultivators to spare their lives. However, those cultivators sneered at him and stabbed his throat with a sword. He also kicked the treasures to the ground with disdain and abuse.
A'niang covered her sister's mouth and hid him in the cellar, but was picked out by the monks with a sword and had her throat cut.
He remembered the moonlight that night, red as blood, the screams that continued, the fire that burned, his spiritual roots dug out, his limbs severed, and he lay in the fire, his mouth full of the smell of blood mixed with the moonlight that poured into his throat.
A twisted and sarcastic sneer appeared on Rao Jingyi's face, revealing a creepy bloody smell, and the resentment in his eyes seemed to burn with endless hatred.
Every move he made was ruthless, like a madman.
Master Baili remained cold, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Rao Jingyi, who was once completely disabled, was in a daze until he accidentally discovered a strange puppet and gained power, then he began to have the ability to avenge his family.
When he embarked on the road of revenge and investigated the enemies who slaughtered his entire family that night, he discovered something strange about the origins of those monks that night.
Hahaha, it turns out that the people in the village publicized his talent just to gain more benefits.
The entire village sacrificed his family.
After gaining power, Rao Jingyi regained his memory. He remembered that after those monks who had slaughtered people indiscriminately left, the villagers took knives and chopped everyone in his family, including his entire family, robbed their money, and finally set fire to the house.
The next day, they learned that he was still alive, but had lost his memory and looked unrecognizable, so they adopted him hypocritically.
"He was seeking revenge. I'm sorry, it's me... who has implicated you all." Rao Zhiyi covered his eyes guiltily. "I remember now. It's too late."
Rao Jingyi used the power of puppets to control everyone and make them his puppets, and built a stage and a city-state in Yongshu Township.
Using him to spread rumors and attract everyone is just to make those monks who only care about their own interests fight among themselves and kill each other.
"He's going to fool everybody."
All the residents of Yongshu Township who betrayed him, the immortal cultivators who slaughtered his entire family, the demon sect who coveted his talent, and the six outsiders and demon cultivators who sold information.
He didn't want to let any of them go.
——"Since you have traded lies and betrayal for wealth, then you must live in drama forever to atone for your sins."
Rao Jingyi is not satisfied with simple killing. Instead, he wants the villagers to experience eternal despair in sobriety and become the "best actors" in his revenge drama.
He wanted everyone who set foot in Yongshu Township to rush into this sea of flowers like moths to a flame, turning into burning puppets and burning to ashes.
No one knew that the sea of flowers outside the city was his former home.
The stage was built on the ruins of his house, and the flames burned their sins again and again, never burning out or extinguishing them, leaving them living in eternal regret.
Rao Jingyi uses puppets as pens and blood as ink to paint this never-ending drama.
"But is this really the case?"
Jiang Wan's eyes were as sharp as torches, staring straight ahead.
Chu Yingluo: !!?
Yu Sheng:! ? ?
Rao Zhiyi: ???
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