Chapter 365: Battle of the Loose Immortals

Hongling Sanxian showed confusion. What was the point in pushing the matter of plundering female cultivators back to Zhenbao Pavilion? In this world of cultivation, strength was the foundation. If she had not been afraid of the immortals and the greater background, she would have taken action to destroy the master behind Zhenbao Pavilion long ago. She would not have been so troubled now.

The leader of Taihua Sect explained, "Elder Hongling, we can't deal with Zhenbao Pavilion openly now. Even if we send out elders to fight against us secretly, it will be useless. But Zhenbao Pavilion can't do anything to us either, unless they are really willing to break up with our Taihua Sect. So at this stage, it is most important to prevent them from continuing to entangle in this matter. By pushing it to them, we can use the momentum to completely confuse the matter."

“In this way, even if Zhenbao Pavilion really produces evidence in the end, the human cultivators in the West District will think that this is Zhenbao Pavilion and my Taihua Sect competing for reputation, rather than Zhenbao Pavilion standing up for those female cultivators. This will not cause much loss to my Taihua Sect.”

Hongling Sanxian understood immediately. To put it bluntly, the sect leader's intention was to talk nonsense back and forth and divert the matter from its essence. In this way, many cultivators would not pay attention to the affairs of the female cultivator. Even if they did, they would think that there was some deeper conspiracy behind this matter.

Most monks are selfish. Once they have such thoughts, they will care even less about the female monks.

"Let's just do it this way. It's a pity for Elder Wu."

She agreed.

The sect master smiled and said, "Elder Wu's death was not in vain. After all, a Mahayana master died in our Taihua Sect. This is solid evidence."

Hong Ling praised, "Not bad, I didn't expect you to be quite talented in this kind of thing."

Half a month later.

In the remaining cities of the human race in the entire western region, as well as the more than 100 cities under the jurisdiction of the Zhenbao Pavilion, news spread that the Zhenbao Pavilion was looting female cultivators on a large scale and then using them to trade for resources from the Wangu Demon Sect, and the news soon became a hot topic.

Many sects where the abducted female cultivators lived stood up to accuse the Zhenbao Pavilion and wanted to seek justice, and many ignorant cultivators also cursed them secretly. Even the guest official of the Zhenbao Pavilion who had a righteous character and was at the level of Lianxu Heti could not help but go to the City Lord's Mansion to find out the truth.

Greystone City.

The pavilion in the city lord's mansion.

"Father, are the rumors outside true? Did we exchange the resources of our Zhenbao Pavilion for the bodies of those female cultivators?"

The children couldn't help but ask.

Yu Yan frowned and scolded.

Shen Ping smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't blame them. Children are inexperienced and don't understand reason. It's normal for them to be easily influenced."

As he said this, he looked at the fifth son Shen Yan who asked the question, "Yan'er, do you think that this was done by Zhenbao Pavilion?"

Shen Yan hesitated and said, "I have been in the main pavilion for a while, and I have also followed the caravan to the Black Evil Valley. From what I have seen and heard on the way, many cultivators are very respectful to the Zhenbao Pavilion. Father has also taught us many times not to rely on the Zhenbao Pavilion to do evil and bully others. So, I think this matter was not done by the Zhenbao Pavilion. However, many cultivators said that Taihua Sect is the largest sect in the West District and has prestige. They will not lie about such things. That's why my son asked this question."

Shen Ping was very satisfied with his son's answer. As the saying goes, three people make a tiger. Even a Nascent Soul who has gone through many hardships will be affected, not to mention Shen Yan who has not had much experience. He patiently said, "Yan'er, do you know what resources they are trading for by plundering female cultivators?"

Shen Yan was stunned and shook his head.

The other children also shook their heads.

"These are the resources needed to trade for the Loose Immortals. These resources are only found in the Demon Clan, and the Wangu Demon Clan is the Demon Clan's secret stake in the western region."

Shen Yan's eyes widened, and he quickly understood, "So, the Taihua Sect's immortals are the ones who need this kind of resources the most?"

"right."

"Loose immortals are also human beings. They also have seven emotions and six desires. In the treasure pavilion of Zhenbao Pavilion, including all transaction records, there are no resources such as Yinyuan Flowers..."

After teaching the children.

Shen Ping came to Luoxia Peak to discuss the matter with Yue Lingluo, "I didn't expect that Taihua Sect would use such a dirty trick."

Yue Lingluo frowned and said, "They just want to confuse the matter so that our Zhenbao Pavilion will be too busy to pursue the matter of the female cultivator. My husband, what are you going to do?"

Shen Ping smiled and said, "It's simple. Just solve the essence of the problem. Since the Wangu Demon Sect needs female cultivators, then destroy the Wangu Demon Sect and the other Demon Sect, so that the Taihua Sect and the scattered immortals of Penglai Immortal City have no channels for transactions. Naturally, they will be anxious."

In fact, it would be easier to destroy the immortals in Penglai Fairy City, but he does not have such strength now, at least he is not sure about facing the Ten Tribulations Immortals.

"My husband, there are three Loose Immortals in the Wangu Demon Sect, and the location of their sect is extremely secret, so it may be difficult to find them."

Yue Lingluo gave a reminder.

Shen Ping said casually: "It depends on whether those people from Yue Hua Sect want to survive."

Yue Lingluo couldn't help but laugh, and then asked, "How do we deal with the rumors?"

"Just make the truth public. It doesn't matter whether other cultivators believe it or not. I am not doing this to gain recognition from other cultivators for Zhenbao Pavilion. I am doing this purely to resolve this matter."

"I see."

…

Deep in an underground cave tens of thousands of miles away from the bone mound.

Two figures slowly emerged.

It was Elder Huang who was in charge of the transaction between Shen Ping and Yue Huazong.

"Shen, Pavilion Master Shen, this is the mountain gate of the Wangu Demon Sect. The news outside has nothing to do with me. It's all the idea of ​​the Taihua Sect."

Elder Huang said tremblingly.

He originally thought that after the main sect learned about the matter, they would directly send out immortals to kill the Pavilion Master and avenge Elder Wu. However, what he got was rumors. He was filled with regret. If he had known this, he would have completely rebelled and joined the Zhenbao Pavilion.

Shen Ping ignored Elder Huang. He opened the Eye of Sea Beast, and a large number of figures soon appeared in his field of vision. Among them, the auras of three figures were obviously very strong.

After locking onto a person with a weaker breath, he immediately disappeared from the spot.

Elder Huang blinked in shock. Although he had witnessed the Pavilion Master's elusive methods, as a combined body, he was only one realm away from the Mahayana state, and he didn't even know how the other party disappeared. It was obvious that the other party's magical powers were beyond his comprehension.

Deep in the cave.

It's like an underground world.

As soon as Shen Ping appeared not far from a Demon Sect immortal, he felt an energy oppression filled with darkness, corruption, hatred, curses and many other negative wills. This negative aura even penetrated his physical defense and wanted to spread to his sea of ​​consciousness to affect him, but it was easily suppressed by the magic power of the strange beast.

The elder of the Wan Gu Demon Sect, who was sitting cross-legged on the throne covered with white bones, opened his cloudy eyes. He only glanced at Shen Ping and said with a grim smile, "Interesting. You should be the leader of the Zhenbao Pavilion. You can appear silently in my Demon Realm. You are really extraordinary."

Shen Ping thought to himself that he was worthy of being a wandering immortal. If other Mahayana cultivators were undergoing tribulation, they would not be able to detect any fluctuations on his part, and a sneak attack would have a 100% chance of success. However, when he appeared just now, he sensed the other party's spiritual sense locking on him, and it was obvious that the other party was already on guard.

Suppressing the thought in his mind, he smiled faintly and said, "The immortal from the Wangu Demon Sect is not an old fellow who has been in seclusion for many years. I didn't expect him to be so well-informed about the things outside."

The immortal laughed and said, "I am not a rigid old immortal. How can I be completely unaware of what is happening in the outside world? Tell me, you are here so blatantly. Are you here to visit me?"

"Of course not. I am here just to lend you something."

Shen Ping shook his head.

"Oh? You're not borrowing my life, are you?"

"The answer is correct, but unfortunately there is no reward."

"Hahahaha, you are really different. For so many years, I have never met an interesting junior like you. You are a Mahayana, even if you have mastered the ultimate magical power, you can only be comparable to a cultivator who has transcended the tribulation. However, you dare to say that you will destroy a three-tribulation loose immortal like me. But I think you are not a brainless junior. I think you have some extraordinary means. Let me guess, is it an immortal weapon?"

The immortal laughed loudly and said a lot of words, but the demonic energy around him became even stronger, and the large number of white bones under his body were trembling.

A silk blade gradually appeared on Shen Ping's sleeves and palms. He stared at the skinny old man in front of him and said solemnly, "Without an immortal weapon, can't I destroy you, a wandering immortal?"

"Well, it's impossible. At least in the more than 50,000 years that I have lived, I have never encountered such a thing."

The immortal looked at Shen Ping and answered seriously, "Today, perhaps you can show me whether there is a genius in the cultivation world who can kill immortals with the Mahayana!"

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Rumble~ The moment the words fell, a large number of bones suddenly gathered into a huge bone puppet.

"This is a bone puppet that I made using the bones of the enemies I killed in this life and special mineral materials. It is comparable to a four-tribulation loose immortal... Although you are only a Mahayana, don't think that I will underestimate you!"

"Go ahead and kill him!"

Bang! The huge bone puppet's fist slammed towards Shen Ping.

This punch was as powerful as a mountain and as turbulent as a sea tide. The moment it landed, waves of demonic energy completely locked Shen Ping's position, and it was like an iron wall blocking his movement from all directions.

If it were any other Mahayana, they would have surrendered and waited for death.

However, Shen Ping's face did not show the slightest fear. The silk blade in his sleeve shot out quickly, and then shattered into tens of thousands of tiny blades in mid-air. With the infusion of magic power of strange beasts, the strange beast patterns on the surface of each tiny blade lit up instantly, and instantly gathered into a huge blade. There was a large amount of lightning surrounding the blade on all four sides, accompanied by bursts of beast roars. The surrounding space trembled, and even space cracks appeared at the edge of the blade.

This is the final form of the Silk Blade, the Void Thunder Blade.

Boom! The huge blade slashed heavily at the bone puppet.

Click.

Layers of cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the bone puppet that was comparable to a four-tribulation immortal.

See this scene.

The pupils of the Three Tribulations Loose Immortal of the Wangu Demon Sect suddenly shrank. Even though he had attached great importance to the Master of the Zhenbao Pavilion in front of him, he was still shocked at this moment. This was a magic weapon that he had spent a lot of effort to forge, which could easily fight against immortal weapons, but now it was severely injured by a Mahayana! However, he had fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses after all. His mind returned to normal in an instant, his eyes were cold, and then a huge amount of demonic energy in his body surged out, and at the same time, a mouthful of his own life essence was poured into the white bone puppet.

The original cracks were repaired quickly.

The surface of the bone puppet was surrounded by strange light. It punched out again and collided with the huge lightning blade.

Bang.

Cracks in space spread out like a spider web, and the huge lightning blades flew backwards dozens of feet, but the bone puppet was directly blown away by the reaction force and shattered directly in the distance.

Puff! The three-tribulation immortal immediately spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his breath became weak. He just stared at Shen Ping and grinned, "I didn't expect that after so many years of cultivation, I would actually meet a cultivation genius like you who can be called a demon. If I give you some time, I'm afraid no one in the entire Dark Abyss can be your opponent. It's a pity that you are only at the Mahayana stage!"

"Bone Demon Realm, condense for me!"

Boom!

The earth trembled.

The shattered bone puppet instantly turned into powder and poured into the ground. Waves of demonic energy gathered and enveloped an area of ​​a hundred miles in radius.

Crash.

Thick chains soon appeared on the ground and surged towards Shen Ping from all directions like vines.

"This is the demonic realm that I created by fusing my magical powers with immortal artifacts. It is stronger than the formations of the big sects. It not only has the ability to bind and suppress, but it can also defend against enemies. Youngster, you are still a little naive if you want to kill me!"

A cold voice spread out.

There were more chains on the ground, surrounding Shen Ping completely. In addition, there was a large amount of demonic energy blocking his vision. Shen Ping seemed to have suddenly arrived in hell.

If it were an ordinary Mahayana cultivator, he would have been infected by the evil spirit by now, and would not be able to exert even 10% of his strength. However, the magic power of the strange beast was like a steel wall, which easily blocked the corrosive evil spirit outside his body.

"So what if it's the Demon Realm? Kill them!"

The huge lightning blade slashed down again.

The terrifying lightning was like the axe that created the world, and it cut through a large number of chains with one stroke, and even cut the ground into huge cracks.

The originally condensed demonic realm trembled violently.

Shen Ping opened the Eye of Sea Beast, and his sight quickly locked onto the position of the Three Tribulations Loose Immortal. With a flash, he rushed out of the chains that were surrounding him again, and appeared behind him. He grabbed at the void with his palm, and the huge lightning blade quickly shrank to a ten-foot long lightning blade, which he chopped down.

Bang! However, this three-tribulation immortal reacted very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a seal pad condensed in front of him. Although the seal pad was directly shattered by the impact of the lightning blade, he avoided this fatal blow.

"How long are you two going to keep watching? Hurry up and help me!"

The roar spread.

Two robed figures slowly appeared at the edge of the Demon Realm.

They were the other two immortals from the Wangu Demon Sect.

"Hehe, old fellow Bai Gu, I didn't expect you to have such an embarrassing day, and in the heart of the sect."

"Not only that, but I was almost killed by a Mahayana. How shameful!"

(End of this chapter)