Chapter 86: Being stood up

The boundless sea of ​​​​divines.

Xuanye's depressed soul looked bewildered, and the golden "卍" rune above his head slowly rotated, casting a hazy Buddhist light.

"I, I'm dead? How could this happen..."

"Who is it?! Who killed me?!"

Xuanye had a ferocious look on his face. He was totally unable to accept the fact that he had died suddenly. He struggled frantically in the Buddha's light, but unfortunately the Buddha's light was extremely tough and did not move at all.

"It's me."

Bai Donglin's soul floated in front of Xuanye, looked at Xuanye coldly, and continued:

"Xuanye, your incident has been exposed."

"It's you!"

Xuanye's expression changed drastically. How could it be possible? How could he be so strong that he could kill him in an instant? His mind was shaken and he had no time to think about it. He smiled and said flatteringly: "Brother Bai, is there any misunderstanding between us? We are both disciples of the Holy Sect, why is it like this!"

"There is no misunderstanding."

Bai Donglin shook his head indifferently, without further ado, clasped his hands together, and recited the Original Vow Sutra. The unfathomable power of the supreme salvation scripture instantly enveloped Xuanye's soul.

"Ah! Bai Donglin! You will die a horrible death!"

Xuanye's soul first twisted, with a ferocious look and a fierce struggle, but in the blink of an eye it calmed down and looked peaceful. He bowed slightly to Bai Donglin to express his gratitude, then turned into white light and disappeared. His true spirit flashed slightly and returned to the mother river.

Only a transparent object was left on the spot. This was the memory extracted from the soul. A layer of light black mist was floating on the transparent object.

Is this the thing that caused Xuanye's temperament to change drastically?

His expression was slightly tense, and his right arm turned golden, emitting Buddha light, and absorbed the black mist into his palm. The black mist swirled in his palm, changing constantly, emitting waves of dark and evil aura.

After observing for a long time, I still couldn't figure out the true nature of this black fog. I could only feel that it was some kind of special energy with extremely high nature.

It seems that the origin of that mysterious force is not simple. After thinking for a moment, Bai Donglin quickly pinched the magic formula with his hands, sealing the black fog layer by layer, turning it into a white ball. The "卍" rune suspended in the air spun around, gradually shrinking and sticking to the white ball. Golden rune chains spread out, tightly wrapping around the white ball.

Bai Donglin threw the sealed white ball aside casually and reached out to grab Xuanye's memory. His expression was serious. Before reading the memory, there was one very important thing to do.

Bai Donglin sat cross-legged, and his mind carefully probed into his memory. After a long time, he finally found two swirling golden lines in the depths.

He gently wrapped the golden lines with his divine consciousness and slowly moved them out of the memory, moving cautiously as if he was dismantling a nuclear bomb.

These two golden lines are the magical powers inherited by Xuanye in the monument world. Above the tiny lines, there are endless mysterious runes.

With his current abilities, he has no way of cracking it. If he touches it without authorization, he will be marked, and then he won't be able to stay in the Holy Sect anymore. These are just two unknown skills and magical powers, not worth the risk.

He wrapped the two golden lines and threw them out of the sea of ​​consciousness. He didn't want to keep this time bomb. It would do more harm than good. After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the pure memory that had been cleared of junk memory, threw it into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it. Mm, it tasted good.

He closed his eyes and began to digest and absorb Xuanye's memories. The large amount of secret cultivation knowledge was only a small benefit. He mainly wanted to see if he could find some information about the mysterious forces.

While the soul in the Sea of ​​Gods was dealing with Xuanye, Bai Donglin in the outside world continued his pace and had already reached the edge of the Falling Moon Pit.

Weiwei sensed that the three formations were operating normally and nodded with satisfaction. He did not go to the center, but found a cave on the edge to hide in.

There are still a few days before the secret realm opens. There is no point in showing up in advance. It will not be too late to show up after all parties have come on stage.

…

Zhou Zheng led more than two thousand cultivators and flew towards the Moon-Falling Crater. Now they were no longer so cautious.

His expression changed, and he took out a jade token. A message entered his mind, and then he sent a message to the people behind him:

"Everyone, fellow Taoists from other bases are almost here. Let's speed up and join them!"

Suddenly, the speed of many escaping lights and flying magic weapons increased again, cutting through the sky and leaving a huge scar in the air.

The center of the Moon Crater.

Rays of light fell one after another. Many cultivators who were good at formations began to set up formations without saying a word. Some cultivators cast large-scale spells and began to bombard the surrounding dense forests.

Many of the Ancient World Alliance's hidden men were a step slower and were directly bombed into mud.

"Hmph! Ancient World Alliance, we are waiting for you here."

Many people showed a hint of satisfaction on their faces, and layer after layer of defensive and offensive formations were set up. This was what they had discussed long ago. They would first occupy the core of the secret realm, and when the Ancient World Alliance came to encircle and suppress them, these formations would be enough to give the other party a hard time.

Such a big commotion in the Falling Moon Crater startled Bai Donglin who was practicing. His spiritual thoughts poured out, covering the entire crater, carefully scanning every cultivator, trying to find the figure of his second brother.

He found nothing and it seemed that he was still a little unlucky. At this moment, he sensed that Zhou Zheng and others had flown into his spiritual range. He stood up and took a step forward and appeared at the end of the underground palace team without attracting anyone's attention.

Together with Zhou Zheng and others, he landed at the center of the Falling Moon Crater. At this time, the area around the center of the pit had become bare due to the ravages of many cultivators, eliminating the possibility of cultivators from the ancient world lurking.

Zhou Zheng enthusiastically stepped forward to communicate with several leaders of the strongholds. There were a total of more than 20,000 people here, a mixed crowd. It could be said that there were disciples from every force in the Qianyuan Realm, and it directly turned into a large-scale family recognition scene.

There were quite a few disciples of the Jidao Holy Sect, but unfortunately he was not familiar with any of them, so he did not go up to join in the fun. He stood alone aside, but did not care about them. His mind was immersed in divine thoughts, alert to possible enemies.

The time for the secret realm to open is getting closer, but there is no sign of the Ancient World Alliance. Everyone is confused but does not dare to let down their guard.

On a plain hundreds of kilometers away from the Falling Moon Crater, tens of thousands of monks from the Ancient World Alliance were flying quickly on several huge flying boats.

Dozens of black lights suddenly appeared in front of the flying boat, revealing many black-robed figures standing in the void.

"Who is it? How dare you stop the Ancient World Alliance army!"

The flying boat stopped in front of the black-robed figure, and a loud shout came from the flying boat. They were in a hurry to kill someone, but there were people who didn't know how to live or die and came out to block their way.

"You don't have to go to the Falling Moon Pit. We, the cultivators from the Qianyuan Realm, will help you solve it."

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"Who are you?" There was silence on the flying boat for a moment, and then someone asked.

The black-robed man in the lead didn't say anything. He raised his hand and threw out a token, which turned into black light and shot into the flying boat.

The man on the flying boat raised his hand to take the token, took a closer look, and then his face changed.

"retreat!"

"Leader, this is not possible! Our ancient world is experiencing such a great turmoil, and it's all caused by the Qianyuan Realm. How can we let those extraterritorial demons go?" A female cultivator looked angry and obviously didn't want to retreat like this.

"Deputy Lin, you don't know that the forces blocking our way are even more ruthless than us in killing Qianyuan cultivators. Our Ancient World Alliance has cooperated with them many times."

"Don't worry. With their intervention, no Qianyuan cultivator in the Falling Moon Pit will be able to escape. Let them fight each other!"

The leading man had a meaningful look on his face. He raised his hand and threw out a token, then began to command the flying boat to turn around. The female cultivator had no choice but to glare at the man in black with hatred.

Watching the flying boat turn around and evacuate, the man in black robe nodded with satisfaction and turned into a black light and flew towards the Falling Moon Crater.

"Captain, I dare you to ask why we don't use the power of the Ancient World Alliance?"

"Today is different from the past. The higher-ups are urging us to do more. Our workload has greatly increased."

"And these cultivators from the Ancient World Alliance are very ruthless in their attacks. Often, the Qianyuan cultivators who die at their hands have their souls annihilated. What's the point of this for us?"

"We do it ourselves, which requires more effort, but it is much more efficient."

"Remember, our target is their true spirits!"

"I understand!"

The many black-robed figures said nothing, but continued on their way in silence.

The many Qianyuan monks in the Falling Moon Pit were still staring at their surroundings with a covetous look, either making hand gestures or offering up magic weapons, ready to deliver a fatal blow to any monk from the Ancient World who suddenly appeared.

But after waiting for a long time, the secret realm was about to open, but there was still no sign of the Ancient World Alliance. Could it be that they were stood up? Bai Donglin frowned and thought. Xuanye's memory had been absorbed by him, but the information related to the mysterious force seemed to have been erased, leaving him with nothing.

So he didn't know what conspiracy the other party had. As for the Ancient World Alliance, maybe they wanted to wait for them to suffer some casualties in the secret realm before they could take action to clean up the rest? This possibility was very high. If it were him, he would do the same. Using the power of the secret realm to kill the enemy could avoid unnecessary casualties.

As for the thoughts of this mysterious force, he couldn't understand it at all. Through his calculations of a lot of information, he concluded that the old monsters in the Burial Domain should be behind this mysterious force.

Their purpose of targeting the cultivators of the Qianyuan Realm is different from that of the cultivators of the ancient world. It is not simply for killing. At this point, they can only respond to each other's moves. With many trump cards in hand, he will not panic.

"The secret realm of the Moon Palace is opened!"

A loud shout attracted everyone's attention. Bai Donglin didn't think any more about it. He looked back and saw a huge gate of light slowly emerging from the air.

Many cultivators no longer cared about the Ancient World Alliance and fled into the light gate one after another. Their goal was the treasures in the secret realm. Wouldn't it be better if the ancient world cultivators did not come?

Bai Donglin also followed the crowd into the light gate. In the blink of an eye, the Moon Pit was empty.

Only a door of light was left standing there.

(End of this chapter)