The two concealed their presence within the clouds, watching the various colored lights flicker below. Amidst the constant attacks, someone continuously encouraged their companion.
"Once the Yi Ling Sect's barrier is broken, my ascension to immortality will be just around the corner!"
"I never imagined that the Yi Ling Sect, hiding within the barrier year-round, actually harbored the intention of embezzling the inheritance!"
"That day, my sect members witnessed firsthand that the spiritual energy within the Yiling Sect was far more abundant than that of our sect. The newly delivered parchment scroll stated that the people of the Yiling Sect were all transformed from plant spirits. In the thousands of years of Xuanling Continent, no plant has ever been seen capable of cultivating and transforming. Since the Yiling Sect has the ability to help spiritual wood transform, it must be hiding even more treasures!"
"I always felt that those who emerged from the Yiling Sect were somewhat different from us. It turns out they are demons transformed from earth and wood!"
"..."
The crowd below chattered amongst themselves, their eyes filled with greed and madness. Geng Qi focused his mind on the barrier he had set up. These people were not strong enough to break the barrier; they must have other tricks up their sleeves.
He frowned slightly. The matter of Yi Ling Sect... How could he have forgotten about the one in the Desolate Swamp Secret Realm!
At this point, Yi Ling Men had become the target of public criticism.
"Can we find the person it inhabits?" Geng Qi asked.
Rong Yu shook his head: "Finding it is useless. It is just a wisp of consciousness that wanders among any cultivator. Although it cannot control people's thoughts, it is not difficult for it to hide. If it trades the information it knows with people, some people will be willing to let it possess them. What we know now is that the parchment scroll that transmits information to various sects comes from Jiyun Palace."
"Jiyun Palace?" Geng Qi was slightly surprised.
At that time, among the people from Jiyun Palace who entered the third level of the Desolate Swamp Secret Realm, besides Qiu Qingxue, there was only one team leader elder. The "Secret Realm" was also a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong, so it would inevitably target the weak first. Now it seems that it was Qiu Qingxue who brought the consciousness out of the Secret Realm, but after leaving the Secret Realm, it changed hosts.
After all, it takes a certain level of cultivation to transmit messages to various sects silently.
As his thoughts drifted, his spiritual consciousness flickered. With everyone's combined efforts, a crack appeared in the barrier. Geng Qi suddenly laughed and said, "Let's go in first."
"..."
As expected, the people inside the Yi Ling Sect were already somewhat flustered. When they saw two figures pass through the barrier and enter, their hearts jumped. Only when they saw that the people who came in were "acquaintances" did they breathe a sigh of relief, and their eyes lit up.
It was ironic that the Yi Ling disciples, who had just been forcing Rong Yu to question Que and refused to acknowledge him as one of their own, were now looking at them as if they were saviors. Geng Qi raised his hand, repaired the crack in the barrier above his head, and went straight to the place where the ancient tree was rooted deep in the mountains.
Seeing that Clan Chief Wan Yue was talking to Elder Gu Shu, he didn't shy away from it and stepped forward to interrupt, saying, "Right now, these are just some small fry testing the waters. Once the main force arrives and the barrier breaks, you won't be able to protect all your clansmen on this mountain."
Wan Yue turned to look at him: "It's nothing more than mutual destruction."
She didn't expect Rong Yu to lend a hand.
Originally, they intended to use Rong Yu, hoping that his breakthrough to the Mahayana stage would protect the entire Yi Ling Sect. However, it now seems that even the prestige of a Mahayana stage senior cannot stop human greed. After learning the secrets of the Yi Ling Sect, they are willing to risk their lives to force their way in.
As for Rong Yu... although it wasn't his intention, looking at his longsword, now devoid of blood energy, the remnant soul within it was probably no longer there.
Yi Lingmen betrayed him and his mother, and he doesn't even have the right to beg for forgiveness. What face does he have to ask someone to protect his clansmen who have never acknowledged him?
The barrier was still trembling. Those "small fish and shrimp," who had fought so hard to create even the slightest crack, could be repaired with a mere wave of their hand, yet they continued their relentless efforts.
If this tenacity could be applied to cultivation, breaking through to higher realms and advancing in rank would probably not be difficult.
Outside the barrier, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator watched as the crack healed like a wound and exclaimed angrily, "This Yi Ling Sect is indeed strange; this barrier cannot be broken!"
"Those demons of the Yi Ling Sect are cowards and timid cowards. Once I break their shells, I'll use them to refine 'medicine'!"
"I've heard that everyone in the Yiling Sect is exceptionally beautiful. Since they are spirits, I wonder what it would be like to use them as furnaces!"
A strange laugh suddenly rang out from the crowd. The "heh heh" sound was extremely disgusting. The cultivators turned their heads and saw a monster with a face full of scars!
This man was a rogue cultivator who had always used women as cultivation furnaces, a practice that was shameful to righteous sects. However, because he had already reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm and had an eccentric personality, no one dared to provoke him. When they heard him mention cultivation furnaces, everyone felt contempt, but no one refuted him.
It is common knowledge that for a plant to transform into human form, it must be a blessing from heaven, having absorbed enough spiritual energy from the world. Their bodies and skin are treasures, making them the most suitable for refining medicine. However, plant spirits are rare in the world, and there are no records of them in ancient times. Whether using them as furnaces for cultivation would actually be effective is unknown.
When this monster was mentioned, many people were disdainful and disgusted, while others were eager to try it out.
Their eyes were filled with greed, as if the people of the Yi Ling Sect were already theirs for the taking!
As the group chuckled to themselves, the barrier they were attacking suddenly shone brightly, and all their powerful blows were deflected, sending them sliding backward in mid-air before they managed to stabilize themselves.
Before they could even look up, a figure rushed out from the barrier. Dressed in plain blue robes, with delicate jade-like hands, the cultivator who had previously lifted the furnace was gripped by an invisible hand, his throat seized. In the face of life and death, he was still cackling and about to utter filthy words when his neck was severed.
Everyone was horrified. Seeing his soul leave his body, he didn't try to escape but instead tried to rush towards the woman in green. He was enveloped by a ball of spiritual light and finally let out a shrill wail, which made the souls of the others tremble.
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