Chapter 148: Situ Strikes
Chapter 148: Situ Strikes
“How dare you!”
Boom!
Dark clouds swept across as a thunderous roar shook the Nine Nether Main Peak!
“Who dares to destroy the gate of my Jiuyou Sect!!”
Echoes rolled through the air, and hundreds of Crimson Shadow Sect disciples turned pale. Yet, each face showed more determination and resolve.
Lu Hangzhi stood among the crowd, quietly picked up a large gourd, poured some Spirit Honey into his mouth, and murmured to himself, “That little Mirror Spirit Cat, it keeps eating Inner Cores endlessly, can’t even handle this small task properly, and let those three come over so quickly.”
“Meow.”
A gray light flashed as the Mirror Spirit Cat appeared out of nowhere, leaped onto his shoulder, and let out an annoyed, unwilling low growl.
None of the Crimson Shadow Sect disciples noticed it at all.
Lu Hangzhi listened carefully and then smiled:
“It means that Jiuyou actually created nine Clones to keep Xiangxiang busy… He has some skill. But if that’s the case, without Jiuyou to restrain Xiangxiang, the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping won’t stay long and will come soon.”
Sure enough.
As soon as Jiuyou, wrapped in dark clouds and ghostly mist, landed, two even more powerful auras rushed over swiftly from afar.
Again, their voices arrived before they did!
“Jiuyou, you bastard, you actually used Golden Cicada Molting to trick us! I think you don’t want to live…” The Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping, having been outmaneuvered, were furious.
But when the two of them landed on the Jiuyou Sect’s Main Peak one after another and saw the scene of corpses everywhere and rivers of blood, their attention was diverted by the Jiuyou Sect’s tragic state, and their anger gradually subsided.
Anyone who saw their carefully nurtured followers all dead in one night would be furious and go mad.
Following closely behind, Elder Lu, Chen Xiangxiang, and Buming arrived at the Jiuyou Sect’s Main Peak.
The three of them landed behind Lu Hangzhi simultaneously. Seeing the nearby scene, they frowned slightly but said nothing.
…
“It’s you!”
Jiuyou’s face turned livid, and he stared fiercely at the most conspicuous young man in the crowd, gnashing his teeth.
Lu Hangzhi said calmly:
“Jiuyou, long time no see.”
Jiuyou was almost driven mad by the scene before him, but when he thought of the rumors about the young man in front of him, he didn’t dare to make a move.
The Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist both showed surprise and doubt.
“Jiuyou, who is this person? His cultivation is very strange!”
“Even that old man is half a step behind him, acting as if he’s the leader. He must be someone not easy to deal with.”
Both of them were cunning; just by looking at the positions of Elder Lu, Chen Xiangxiang, and Buming, they noticed that Lu Hangzhi was deliberately highlighted. Their expressions tightened, feeling that something was wrong.
“Senior Brothers!”
Jiuyou spoke word by word, grinding his teeth, “This person is the great enemy we mentioned before, the new Sect Leader of the Xuanxin Sect… As long as you two help me kill him, I will give you all the Spirit Vein Mine, not a single coin less, and also offer you the Codex I’ve studied for years, ‘Divine Thought Clone’.”
Hearing this, the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist were greatly energized.
Although they were now stronger than Jiuyou, they had to admit that Jiuyou’s ‘Divine Thought Clone’ was extraordinary. When he escaped earlier, it took them a while to realize it. Combined with the Blood Evasion Technique, it was definitely a miraculous life-saving move.
However…
They weren’t fools either!
After fighting Elder Lu, Buming, and Chen Xiangxiang for a long time without winning, and now with another enemy of unknown strength—a Spirit Coalescence Elder—the situation became complicated. They weren’t even confident of winning.
The Demonic Monk stared at Lu Hangzhi and asked seriously:
“Jiuyou, you said the Xuanxin Sect Leader was an old man. Why is he so young? Looking at his bones, he doesn’t even seem twenty.”
“Aren’t you the Evil Cultivator Demonic Monk that Honglian mentioned, the one who defiled hundreds of female Cultivators from orthodox sects, even including the granddaughter of a Elder from one of the Seven Great Sects?”
Before Jiuyou could answer, Lu Hangzhi smiled at the Demonic Monk and said:
“You’re quite lucky to have survived until today.”
“… Honglian? Which Honglian?”
The Demonic Monk’s eyes flickered, faintly sensing something wrong.
The name Honglian was well-known throughout the Spirit Condensation Stage Cultivator ranks; he couldn’t not have heard of it. But he simply didn’t want to believe that the person in front of him was closely connected to the top Cultivators of the Barbarian Continent and had even talked about him.
Lu Hangzhi ignored the Demonic Monk and instead looked at Ghost Weeping, saying:
“You must be Ghost Weeping Taoist, the one who slaughtered multiple sects, used blood sacrifice to collect Cultivators’ souls, and was then expelled by the joint effort of the Two Realms Mountain Cultivators.”
Ghost Weeping Taoist frowned deeply:
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
He hadn’t left the Two Realms Mountain because he finished collecting souls for the Thousand-Fierce Beast Banner, but because his fake identity was exposed. He was jointly reported, and when the Two Realms Mountain Inspector Envoy Baimei personally investigated his identity, he fled for his life from the Two Realms Mountain.
But very few people knew the details of this matter; even his friends among the Evil Cultivators knew very little…
How did the other party know?
Seeing that both the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist showed serious expressions, Jiuyou knew he could no longer hide Lu Hangzhi’s true identity. Gritting his teeth, he revealed what happened at the Two Realms Mountain.
“…”
The Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist grew more and more alarmed as they listened.
They originally thought Lu Hangzhi was only at the Mid Soul-Concentrating Stage…
But.
Someone merely at the Mid Soul-Concentrating Stage would never have the chance to sit in the seat of the Fifth Leader of the Two Realms Mountain—especially on the Two Realms Mountain where strength and achievements spoke.
Thinking again of Elder Lu and the others’ respectful behavior, they became even more on guard:
Concentrated Spirit Peak Stage!!!
The other party must have the strength of the Concentrated Spirit Peak Stage!!!
As expected of the most cunning experts among the Evil Cultivators, they quickly inferred Lu Hangzhi’s strength almost accurately from Jiuyou’s fragmented and scarce information.
However…
They still underestimated him!
When they seriously heightened their vigilance and noticed the three Sword Formations, the Mind-Concentrating Sword Qi hidden in the void suddenly erupted.
Without any warning.
Forty-nine Early Spirit Concentration Stage Sword Qi;
Forty-nine Mid Soul-Concentrating Stage Sword Qi;
Forty-nine Late Concentration Stage Sword Qi simultaneously surged, soaring into the air. The Sword Qi from the three Sword Formations enveloped Jiuyou, the Demonic Monk, and Ghost Weeping.
The three of them turned pale with shock.
“Sword Formation!”
“This kid is tricking us!”
“Run!!”
Simultaneously, the three of them each brought out their life-saving techniques.
Yet…
Lu Hangzhi had deliberately delayed for so long to capture the three of them. How could he allow them to escape so easily?
“Meow!”
The Mirror Spirit Cat let out a low cry, and the void turned into night.
In the pitch-black night sky, two enormous demonic eyes stood vertically, radiating a strange, captivating power.
Jiuyou was directly ensnared by Soul Capture.
The Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping, being experienced and possessing decent cultivation, trembled violently. Simultaneously, they bit the tips of their tongues and spat out a large amount of Essential Blood.
“Break!!”
“Now!!”
One practiced an unorthodox path, and the other was a corrupt monk—yet both forcibly broke free from the Mirror Spirit Cat’s Soul Capture technique. Their strength and decisiveness surpassed all the Spirit Coalescence Elders Lu Hangzhi had seen at Two Realms Mountain.
Lu Hangzhi was shocked.
Elder Lu and the other two sighed together, watching helplessly as the two transformed into clouds of blood, evading countless crisscrossing Mind-Concentrating Sword Qi and disappearing in the blink of an eye after traveling several miles.
Only Jiuyou was left behind.
Having failed to capture the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist, Lu Hangzhi was already filled with regret and self-blame. Naturally, he felt no pity for Jiuyou and hesitated no further. To prevent any further mishaps, the Mind-Concentrating Sword Qi crisscrossed, swiftly severing Jiuyou’s limbs. The Late Concentration Stage Sword Qi cut through his human soul, killing him on the spot without even giving him a chance to escape—his spirit utterly destroyed…
Just as everyone thought the matter had concluded, a thunderous roar suddenly tore through the Firmament:
“Your skills are not bad, but your character is lacking. At a time when the Barbarian Continent is in peril, instead of defending Two Realms Mountain against the Demonic Fiends’ invasion, you roam the land committing murder and infighting…”
“Damn it!!”
Lu Hangzhi, Elder Lu, Chen Xiangxiang, and Buming all sensed something and looked into the distance.
They saw it.
Two dark figures were suddenly forced out of the void by an invisible force. Staggering as they fell, they were dragged toward the Main Peak of Jiuyou Sect. They were none other than the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist, who had just fled using the Blood Escape Technique.
Their faces were deathly pale, showing the weakness of severe Essential Blood depletion. They looked around in terror…
“Mystic Light!”
“We don’t know which Immortal Lord has arrived—this is all a misunderstanding, Senior. Please, have mercy.”
They were terrified.
It was the first time they had been forcibly pulled out of the void while using the Blood Escape Technique and traveling a thousand meters instantly.
Such power was beyond what any Spirit Coalescence Elder could possess!
Even an ordinary Mystic Light Stage expert might not be able to do it.
The newcomer’s strength was simply unimaginable.
The uninvited guest then landed on the Main Peak of Jiuyou Sect, right in front of the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist.
When the crowd saw the newcomer’s face, they exchanged bewildered looks.
The Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist felt utterly hopeless.
Lu Hangzhi was already a monstrous talent—so young, not even sixteen, yet possessing the power to suppress a Concentrated Spirit Peak Stage expert.
And this young girl looked just as youthful but had the strength of an Immortal Lord at the Mystic Light Stage!
Since when had the Barbarian Continent become so overflowing with prodigies and exceptional talents?
“It’s you!”
“You followed me.”
Lu Hangzhi now recognized the identity of the uninvited guest who had subdued the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist. Realization dawned on him, but he frowned as he asked.
Hearing this, the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist felt their hearts sink even further.
They hadn’t expected Lu Hangzhi to know this Mystic Light Stage Immortal Lord—and even seem to be on good terms. Instantly, any hope of escape vanished, and they bowed their heads, resigned to their fate, awaiting execution.
Wasn’t the newcomer none other than Situ Chuyun?
On the Barbarian Continent, the only one capable of interrupting the Blood Escape Technique performed by a Late Concentration Stage Evil Cultivator and forcibly dragging them out was likely her alone.
“Boring.”
Situ Chuyun said impatiently:
“You’ve all resigned yourselves to waiting for death. What else can I do? I don’t know anyone on the Barbarian Continent except you, the only person I’m familiar with. I just followed you around to see how you planned to spend the last moments of your life.”
“You must be disappointed.”
Lu Hangzhi said calmly.
“Indeed, I am.” Situ Chuyun sighed. “I never expected you to travel thousands of miles just to seek revenge on an Evil Cultivator. But these two… even I can’t stand them. With strength like this, if they were at Two Realms Mountain, they’d be top-tier fighters. Too bad their evil nature runs too deep—they’ve strayed from the right path.”
“What do you plan to do with these two?”
“They’re too valuable to kill. I’ll keep them with me. I’ll erase part of their memories—they’ll make decent thugs.” Situ Chuyun’s words shocked everyone present.
Who could have imagined that two powerful Evil Cultivators would end up in such a state?
While everyone else was sighing and marveling, only Lu Hangzhi frowned and asked doubtfully:
“You just said… thugs?”