Chapter 72 Neither Demon nor Immortal 12

From that jade tablet came the voice of his master.

After listening to that brief explanation, Wu Ling carefully checked the jade token several times, but did not find any trace of forgery. The aura of the master was indeed attached to it. Such a powerful communication jade token was definitely not something that a disciple of Leng Shansheng could forge.

"What do you think, little junior brother? You'd better obey the master's order and come with me..." Leng Shansheng watched him examine the jade token quietly, with a faint smile on his lips from beginning to end.

Wu Ling's face was icy, and he interrupted him impatiently, "Why did Master ask you to come here to deliver such an important message?"

Leng Shansheng was not annoyed by his attitude. He had a warm smile on his face from beginning to end, just like a good senior brother. He explained to Wu Ling slowly, "This matter is of great importance. Master is entangled in the trivial matters of the sect and can't get out of it. As the master's first disciple, I naturally have the responsibility to share his worries, not to mention--"

He changed the subject and looked at Wu Ling with a bigger sneer on his face. "The demon that the immortal said would destroy the human world and bring disaster was released by our disciples of the Tianjian Sect. Now the other sects of the three sects and four schools are looking for our master to ask for punishment."

His words were a merciless accusation that Wu Ling had been bewitched by the devil and abandoned his master who had taught him for many years. Wu Ling was very unhappy when he heard this, but he had no way of refutation, because it was an indisputable fact that he had made the decision to betray his master and abandon the sect for Yan Xi, and he had no way of making excuses.

But no matter what, what qualifications does Leng Shansheng have to blame him, this despicable villain who deceives his superiors and bullies his subordinates and uses all kinds of despicable means?

Thinking back to the beginning, when Wu Ling had just become the master's disciple, he had also deceived this guy and sincerely respected him as his senior brother. However, during the time when he was close to Leng Shansheng, his practice was not going well, and he encountered obstacles everywhere in the sect. In the end, he was almost led to his inner demons, and his years of practice were almost destroyed. Wu Ling, who was lucky enough to escape the disaster, began to realize the insidious methods of this senior brother. When he was seriously injured, Leng Shansheng came to visit him in a pretentious manner, and the two had an argument, and finally the matter was brought to the attention of the master.

Wu Ling was naturally confident enough to accuse Leng Shansheng of doing all kinds of evil things to him without any reason. However, no matter how clear he was in his heart, he could not produce any substantial evidence because Leng Shansheng's methods were so clever. Moreover, this person was always good at disguising himself. Therefore, in the eyes of the master, this matter became that Wu Ling was suspicious of the people around him because of his poor cultivation.

Wu Ling was naturally dissatisfied with this result. He immediately and impulsively expressed his willingness to swear an oath to prove that what he said was true.

Their master was a good-tempered person and naturally did not want to see his fellow disciples killing each other. In the end, he did not let Wu Lingzhen swear an oath, nor did he let Leng Shansheng really receive any punishment. In the end, the matter was just let go and nothing was done.

But from then on, Wu Ling was no longer willing to have anything to do with his senior brother.

"Junior brother, you don't have to look at me like that. Going to the North to seal the Snow Demon is a matter of great importance to the safety of the entire North. After all, you are still young now, so you have to let me help you with this matter."

Wu Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at his hypocritical appearance, subconsciously tightening his sword. The moment he grasped the hilt, he suddenly figured it out.

After all, he is no longer the same person he was before. The magic sword he obtained in the secret realm was finally confiscated by the sect, but even his master did not know that what was taken away was actually just an empty shell. The real magic sword had long recognized him as its master and merged into his body. Later, the magic sword gave him a lot of spiritual power in return, which raised his level by two realms. His current level of cultivation is no longer the same as the level registered in the sect.

Even if Leng Shansheng wanted to harm him now, he would have to carefully consider his own strength.

He had absolutely no need to be afraid of this guy anymore. If he continued to act stubbornly and tried to harm him, Wu Ling could turn the tables on him. After all, the mission assigned by the master was the most important.

-

The north wind is chilly.

"Leng Shansheng?"

"Leng Shansheng, how long will it take us to get there?" Wu Ling and the other two walked deeper and deeper into the snow. The wind and rain became stronger and stronger. Even if they put up their spiritual power defense, they could not resist the coldness that penetrated deep into their bones.

"We're almost there." Leng Shansheng stood a little ahead, his face obscured by the wind and snow, becoming much more blurred.

Wu Ling looked at his back coldly, then took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound and there was nothing under his feet. At that moment, the wind and snow all around stopped in an instant. He clearly saw tiny snowflakes solidifying in the air.

Time for everything was frozen, and only he was falling continuously.

At the end of the picture, Wu Ling could only see Leng Shansheng's face without all disguises.

At this moment, there was no false smile on that face, only a resentful gaze staring at the wuling that fell into the trap.

-

The world of cultivation began to become chaotic.

It wasn't just humans who were like this. Many intelligent monsters began to migrate, and countless spiritual plants that had existed for thousands of years withered for no reason.

Not only that, disasters are happening frequently in the human world, the demon world, the devil world, and all other worlds. There is no peaceful place in the world now.

"Fairy, we have followed your prophecy and captured the devil. What should we do next?"

"What should we do?" In the empty hall, countless powerful men were standing densely, all of them were well-known figures in the town, but at this moment they all bowed their heads and listened respectfully to the man at the top.

The man was dressed in white, his whole body was full of brilliance, and he acted like an immortal, but his words were very sharp and harsh, "What should we do? You cultivators have occupied so many treasures and spiritual energy in the world, but when faced with the arrival of the demon that harms the human world, you are completely unaware and have no effective means of checks and balances. You need the Venerable to send me down specifically..."

The immortal cursed everyone angrily. Finally, he stood on the platform, looked down at the crowd and said, "The world is in turmoil now. Now that the devil has been defeated, do you still need me to teach you what to do?"

Hearing his question, the people below exchanged glances secretly, and at the same time, a hint of speculation emerged in their minds. Then, they heard a calm voice coming down from above -

"The devil is wreaking havoc on the world, and the gods are angry and the people are resentful. Naturally, only by offering the devil's blood to the gods can everything be calmed down..."

-

Yanxi returned to the familiar old place.

However, after spending one night in the hell, a well-organized team of monks came to escort him away the next day.

This time they were much more efficient than last time. Before Yan Xi could come up with a plan to escape, he had already been taken to a high platform.

On the platform stood a jade-white pillar, with intricate patterns and intricate and obscure spells all over it. And below the platform, a crowd of people gathered to watch the execution.

Yan Xi was trapped on a stone pillar by layers of chains full of restrictions. Then a majestic voice sounded from behind him. With the help of magic, the voice spread throughout the whole place, enumerating Yan Xi's crimes one by one in a vivid and emotional voice. The scene at this moment was like a replay of the trial a thousand years ago.

The immortal envoy, who had not appeared in a high-profile manner, was hiding in the shadows at this moment. On his face, which was too big for mortals to look directly at, a strange line of sight was staring at Yan Xi calmly.

No matter how powerful you are, you will still end up with this fate, Lord God...

Yan Xi was trapped on the stone pillar and could do nothing. At this time, the voice behind him finally read to the end and began to sentence him.

"This demon must be trapped with soul nails, soul-destroying thorns, chopped into pieces, and his flesh and blood sacrificed to the heavens!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a monk who had been prepared raised the thing in his hand and slapped it on his forehead with a serious expression.

A burst of intense pain suddenly exploded in Yan Xi's mind, hot blood flowed from his forehead, his eyes turned scarlet, and at the same time, his consciousness gradually withdrew from the pain.

Flashes of white light flashed before his eyes.

A soft voice sounded in his ears.

"My Lord...My Lord, the messenger from the East Sea is here."

Hearing the sound, he struggled as if trying to move, but he seemed unable to control his body.

At this time, there was a sound of pulling clothes, and then another voice said, "The Lord God is asleep, and it's not easy to wake him up. You should go deal with that side first."

"Ah, he actually fell asleep. Well, well, I don't know when I will see the Lord God again."

The two voices talking gradually faded away.

At this time, the white light in front of him slowly dissipated, and Yan Xi opened his eyes. There was a large area in front of him. He seemed to be standing on a slope, looking down at the densely packed black-headed ants below. But soon, he realized that this was not the case. There were no ants below, and he was not standing on the slope, but was staring at the Tianji Gate's sacrificial pillar.

As far as he knew, the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven was not simple. Whenever the cultivation world encountered any problems in the past, they always liked to capture some monsters from the demon clan and offer sacrifices to heaven.

Yan Xi's mind was still extremely hazy at this moment, and he was thinking about all kinds of strange things at random. But just as he woke up a little, a burst of severe pain exploded from his chest.

Another strange memory began to flash through his mind.

"Oh my god, this is such a great idea..."

"Haha...it's just a prototype..."

"But, is that really possible..."

"Well... how can you know if you don't try..."

"Yes, let us welcome today's protagonist, from the ** group..."

"Well, I will show you our latest..."

"Everyone can take a look. This is the smart assistant. It has the ability to learn independently and is very smart..."

"Ayan! Ayan!..."

"It's been a long time since that happened..."

"...Ayan, why haven't you woken up yet..."

Ah Yan...

Ah Yan...

Feast for fellow Taoists!

-

Yan Xi suddenly opened his eyes, and the severe pain all over his body returned in an instant.

There was a loud rumbling sound in the sky. He looked up and saw thick black clouds beginning to gather in the sky. Not just above his head, but as far as he could see, the dark clouds covered the city for a thousand miles inside and outside, and they were all this terrifying and unknown black cloud.

The wind began to blow and there was another loud thunder.

Then a strong wind arose, and hurricanes one after another came from nowhere and blew towards this side. Even the indestructible formation of Tianji Sect was easily destroyed by the strong wind.

There was another burst of thunder, and heavy rain began to fall. Yan Xi stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and saw that the place below had become chaotic. No one cared about him anymore.

Because at this moment, in front of him, at the farthest point, the sky cracked open.

A huge black crack quickly spread from the sky, and the dark crack grew larger and larger on both sides. Not only the Tianjian Sect, not only Yuzhou, but the whole world noticed this scene.

In the black crack, a strange-shaped but incredibly large claw stretched out from the middle. It grabbed hold of the cracks on both sides, and then exerted force on both sides. With his efforts, the crack became extremely large in an instant, and began to spread to both sides. The sky became increasingly gray. No one cared about Yanxi anymore, because countless powerful cultivators were trying their best to rush over there.

Not only human cultivators, but also demon cultivators and devil cultivators became uneasy because of the evil appearance of this monster.

The monster clawed at the crack and slowly pulled its entire body out. As it appeared, the surrounding grass and trees withered and the world was in chaos.

The rift grew larger and larger, until finally, eternal darkness descended upon the world.

Countless tiny monsters emerged from this darkness.

-

In the darkness where nothing could be seen, a familiar voice rang in the ears of Yan Xi, who was forgotten by everyone.

"Friend Yan, are you okay?"

It’s Wu Ling, why did he appear again?

Yan Xi was stunned for a moment and said nothing. In the darkness, he couldn't see anything clearly.

But a pair of warm hands reached out, untied the restrictions on Yan Xi, and slowly placed him on the ground.

Then a little fire ignited in front of him, and under the illumination of this little light, a small enlarged face of the Wu Ling appeared.

The two of them were very close at this moment, almost nose to nose, with only a tiny spot of light between them.

Yan Xi subconsciously dodged backwards, but this action pulled at the injuries on his body, so his vision went dark again. In order to stabilize his body, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the arm of the person in front of him. Wu Ling smiled slightly when he saw this.

After a while, Yan Xi's injuries healed a little under the repair of the strange energy in his body. He finally had time to speak. The black spirit in front of him looked no different from the one he had picked up before, but it brought a sense of strangeness to Yan Xi. He thought for a moment and asked cautiously, "Why are you here?"

The two were in different places about 180,000 miles away from each other at that time. The elders here acted carefully and quickly. Even if Wu Ling could receive the news in advance, he should not have rushed over so quickly.

How did he do it.

"Me?" Wu Ling chuckled, then he raised the sword in his hand and slowly thrust it into the body of the man in front of him. Seeing the man's eyes widened and his astonished expression, a trace of evil pleasure emerged in Wu Ling's eyes.

Yan Xi slowly lowered his head, bright red blood flowing out from the wound. He slowly reached out to cover the wound. His vitality was fading away quickly, and darkness returned to the scene before him. At the same time, a prediction appeared in his mind.

He thought that he was probably really dead this time.

Finally, the remaining consciousness heard the last sentence, "Of course I came here specifically to look for Brother Yan."