Chapter 1380 Zhongzhou Sects
Having seen Ye Chunyang's terror, the man named Long and the old monster Golden Snake no longer had any intention of fighting, and could only kneel down and beg for mercy.
"Let me ask you, what happened to the fairy traces discovered in Kunlun Ruins?"
Ye Chunyang asked.
How dare the two demons neglect it? The old monster Jin Snake was severely damaged in his soul. Before he could speak, the man named Long was the first to say: "We don't know much about this matter, but Zhongzhou was the realm of our demon clan before it was occupied by the human race. We thought that there might be treasures left by the demon clan's great cultivator in this fairy place, so we set up an ambush here."
The old monster Golden Snake on the side was equally troublesome.
"Besides Kunlun Ruins, are there any other sects of cultivating immortals in Zhongzhou?" Ye Chunyang looked at the two of them with indifferent eyes and spoke again.
Ye Chunyang has just arrived, and the most important thing for him right now is to understand the situation in Zhongzhou so that he can take action in the future.
The two demons looked at each other and seemed a little surprised by Ye Chunyang's question. However, considering that the other party was a monk from the Northern Territory, it was normal for him not to know anything about Zhongzhou.
"When it comes to the sects in Zhongzhou, besides Kunlun Ruins, there are also many sects, such as the two major immortal sects, Huayu Sect and Taiyi Sect, and ancient families such as the Muyun family, the Yang family, and the Xiao family."
"These human forces are distributed throughout Zhongzhou and are separated from our demon clan. Each family sect has at least one Dongtian Realm powerhouse in charge."
The two demons did not dare to talk nonsense and explained the general situation of Zhongzhou to Ye Chunyang in a few words.
"Dongtian Realm?"
"Based on realms, the Cave Heaven Realm in the Demon God Realm corresponds to the Nascent Soul Stage monks in the human world. Characters of this level have never appeared in the Northern Territory."
Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed.
It seems that there are indeed many powerful people in Zhongzhou, far from being comparable to those in the Northern Territory.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Chunyang asked again: "Besides the Kunlun Ruins, are there other sects involved in this fairy trail?"
Being able to attract these two demon cultivators who have reached the Golden Core Realm here, and allowing Kunlun Ruins to spend a large amount of materials to build teleportation arrays in the two places to recruit people, shows that this fairy trail is extraordinary.
Ye Chunyang planned to find an opportunity to sneak into Kunlun Ruins to inquire about Tianxuan Mountain, and now was a perfect opportunity.
Moreover, according to what these two demon cultivators said, there might be important treasures in the immortal traces here, and Ye Chunyang was also a little curious about this.
"I heard that on the night of the last full moon, many sects came here. However, there are restrictions on the entrance to the Immortal Trail, which can only accommodate Taoist monks. Many masters of the Spirit Transformation Realm and the Golden Core Realm failed to enter. "
"But this time in addition to Kunlun Ruins, other sects have also recruited a lot of cannon fodder. This time the full moon night reappears, I think they will not miss it easily."
The man surnamed Long looked ashen, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful at all.
"Yeah?"
"How can they be sure that these Taoist monks can break the entrance restrictions?"
Ye Chunyang sneered.
The man surnamed Long thought for a while and said: "There is indeed no guarantee of this, but there will be brave men under the heavy rewards. Each faction promises heavy profits, and the Taoist monks who enter the fairyland will definitely try their best to break the ban."
Ye Chunyang looked at the two of them and remained silent without speaking again.
"Fellow Taoist, we have told you everything we know. I wonder if you can let us go?"
Seeing that Ye Chunyang was silent, the man named Long asked cautiously.
The old monster Golden Snake also stretched his neck, feeling nervous.
I thought that after all the painstaking planning, I could reap the benefits by recruiting monks from the Northern Territory in Kunlun Ruins, but I didn't expect to attract such a evil star.
This is no longer a defeat, it is simply asking for death.
"It's okay to let you go."
Ye Chunyang nodded.
The two were overjoyed when they heard this and kowtowed to express their thanks.
But before the smiles appeared on their faces, Ye Chunyang's next words made them pause.
"But I can't guarantee whether my fellow Taoist will keep you alive."
Ye Chunyang said with a chuckle.
The man surnamed Long and the old monster Golden Snake were surprised when they heard a sneer, and a faint light flickered in Ye Chunyang's sleeves. The two raised their heads, and an illusory little snake appeared out of thin air, looking at them as if they were staring at two plump prey. .
The two of them were shocked.
The next moment, a scene that they will never forget appears in front of them.
The little snake opened its mouth, and the evil wind blew up around it, and it rolled down towards the two of them.
The screams echoed, and the two men trembled violently. They turned into a mass of demonic mist and were sucked into the little snake's belly. It wasn't until the two of them disappeared completely that the little snake shook its body with lingering thoughts and returned to Ye Chunyang's sleeves.
"Although it is just two demon cultivators in the Golden Core Realm who are distracted, it can still increase my energy. If you encounter similar monsters next time, you must leave them to me. I will thank you deeply."
King Nanxuan clucked his tongue and chuckled.
"How can it be so easy to encounter a demon cultivator who is distracted? Today we just bumped into these two people by mistake." Ye Chunyang said noncommittally.
The two old monsters, Golden Snake, secretly set up an ambush, their original intention was to target the Kunlun Ruins, and their appearance was just a variable.
But in the final analysis, it was because these two demon cultivators didn't know that hundreds of northern monks were teleporting in batches. They thought that today was the last day of teleportation and they would be able to catch them all. However, they met Ye Chunyang, the god of death.
"What are your plans now, fellow Taoist? Are you going to explore that fairy temple?" King Nanxuan asked.
"There are treasures in that fairy ruins, so it's not a bad idea to go and explore them."
Ye Chunyang looked thoughtful and said: "And through this exploration, we can enter the Kunlun Ruins. This is an excellent opportunity for us, so we don't have to look for other ways to get clues about Tianxuan Mountain."
"That's fine."
King Nanxuan nodded in agreement.
"Although I am only a demon soul now, I can still do some small things. If you need anything, I will do my best to help you."
King Nanxuan said with a proud smile.
Ye Chunyang nodded slightly.
King Nanxuan said nothing more, and his consciousness soon calmed down.
Ye Chunyang stood quietly in the original place, raised his head and looked at the sky. It was gradually getting dark, and the hazy moonlight appeared between the clouds.
"It seems that tonight is the night of the full moon. Once the immortal traces appear, Kunlun Ruins will immediately send all the Northern Territory cultivators to explore."
"When the two demon cultivators attacked the teleportation array, I had asked Xiaobao to take Yao'er and Baifeng away. Now let's search for their location through the second soul sensing."
Ye Chunyang murmured softly, urging the soul refining technique to release the divine sense.
The second soul in Xiaobao can exist independently and has part of his memory. At this moment, Ye Chunyang's mind moved, and what the few people saw and heard after walking out of the teleportation array emerged in his mind.
"It turns out that Kunlun Ruins has already set up the exit of the teleportation array near the entrance of the fairyland, and it seems that it is not very far from here. It should be in time to rush there now."
Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed, raised his hand and released a sword of death, flying away with the wind.
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Silence in the middle of the night.
In the gray valley, hundreds of cultivators sat cross-legged on the spot, staring at the front with a solemn look.
In the front, Zhang Wuchen and the old man surnamed Mu and others said nothing, and were also waiting for the opportunity for the fairyland to appear.
"When the fairyland first appeared on the night of the full moon last time, many masters from other sects and forces also came. It is estimated that they will not let it go this time."
After a long time, the old man surnamed Mu stared at the front and said faintly.
"Brother Mu's words make sense. Although we have recruited many Dao Foundation cultivators from the Northern Territory, other sects will never sit still and wait for death. They will definitely find ways to break the ban. Whoever passes the entrance to the Immortal Traces first will be the biggest beneficiary." The old man surnamed Tu nodded.
"Don't worry, my two uncles."
"Even if the sects come, so what? Our Kunlun Ruins is the first sect of immortal cultivation in Zhongzhou. Compared with our sect, they are just ants and are not enough to compete with us."
Zhang Wuchen shook his head with pride.
"Zhang, nephew, don't underestimate the enemy. Although the sects will not send out masters above the Golden Core, there must be many masters at the level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Once the ban is broken, it will definitely be a battle for you and me." The old man surnamed Mu reminded solemnly.
This elder's disciple is extremely talented and has been the focus of everyone's attention since he was a child. He is far superior to ordinary people in both intelligence and experience, but he is too arrogant. The old man surnamed Mu can't help but worry.
"Uncle Mu, don't worry. We have hundreds of Northern Territory cultivators at our disposal. We have an advantage in breaking the ban. Once the ban is lifted, we can enter the fairyland first to explore. Why should we care about them?" Zhang Wuchen smiled lightly, not taking the words of the old man surnamed Mu to heart.
Everyone knows what Kunlun Ruins represents in Zhongzhou. Even if this fairyland attracts more people, who dares to compete with Kunlun Ruins?
The old man surnamed Mu thought about it and had something else to say, but he didn't say anything in the end.
While the few people were talking, a sharp buzzing sound suddenly came from a certain direction.
The old man surnamed Mu and others looked up and frowned slightly.
A dragon boat filled with seven-color clouds tore through the night sky and arrived above the deep valley, and more than a dozen figures emerged from it.
"It's really the people of Huayu Sect."
The old man surnamed Mu's eyes flashed with coldness.
Most of the people on the dragon boat were masters who had reached the Perfection and Great Accomplishment of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and they were no less capable than them. In the front was a girl about 17 or 18 years old, who, like Zhang Wuchen, had reached the Perfection of the Dao Foundation Realm.
When the Huayu Sect members came down from the dragon boat, they saw the Kunlun Ruins sitting cross-legged here, and there were hundreds of Dao Foundation Realm cultivators behind them. Their faces changed several times.
Several old men in cloud-colored Taoist robes whispered something, but they had no intention of approaching the Kunlun Ruins people. They took the girl to find an open place outside the valley and sat cross-legged.
Zhang Wuchen glanced over here, and when he looked at the girl in particular, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
But he quickly looked away, and he also had no intention of interacting with the other party.
The night was getting darker.
The moonlight became brighter and brighter, and seeing that most of the moon's shadow had emerged from the clouds, in the following time, the sound of breaking wind was heard from time to time outside the valley, and more and more cultivators gathered, either riding on strange beasts or driving magic weapons.
This secluded valley suddenly became unusually lively.
At this moment, a sword light disc swirled in from the sky and landed far outside the valley. A figure stood on it, watching the scene in the valley from afar.
It was Ye Chunyang.