Chapter 781 Tianyang Spiritual Pearl
The old monk appeared beside the Blood Cloud Demon Venerable, but did not speak. His face was livid, and the atmosphere in the air was so heavy that it seemed as if water could drip out.
"Do you know that a big thing happened recently?"
Hearing the words of the old monk, the Blood Cloud Demon Venerable was very surprised, and then spoke.
"Uncle Wang, why are you here?"
The man he called Uncle Wang snorted coldly, and his face suddenly turned dark blue.
There was a trace of anger and blame in his voice that was difficult to conceal. He stared at the Blood Cloud Demon Venerable with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Uncle, what do you mean? I have always been cautious."
The man he called Uncle Wang snorted coldly, his eagle-like eyes flashed with anger, and his tone was full of accusations.
"Cautious? You know how much trouble you caused by looting the Tao'an Market of Feitianmen."
The Blood Cloud Demon Venerable's heart sank suddenly, but he quickly regained his composure, and even a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He shook his head disapprovingly, as if he didn't care about these accusations.
"Master, even if Feitianmen is powerful, the cultivation world is unimaginably large. For example, in Zhiyang Mountain, the mountains are high and the forests are deep. It is also overseas and has a natural magnetic field."
"Isolated from outsiders, can they still find me?"
The old man frowned even more tightly, and he took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger.
"You are so stupid! Do you think Feitianmen will sit back and do nothing? Not long ago, Ye Yang and Yuanshen Taoist fought a battle outside Feitianmen, which almost shocked the entire cultivation world."
"The battle was so fierce that even the sky and the earth changed color. Now, the cultivation world is paying attention to this matter. Don't forget that you are still in the Shadow Pavilion. How should my Shadow Pavilion deal with it?"
"What? Fighting with Yuanshen Taoist?"
He was shocked.
Then he learned that Ye Yang had killed two Dharma Realm Masters of Lietian Sword Sect in one fell swoop under the nose of the Taoist realm.
He couldn't believe it even more.
Even the Tianyang Fire Bead in his hand almost fell to the ground.
His originally ruddy face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he felt extremely difficult.
"Although Ye Yang practiced both sword and knife, why is he so capable!"
"No, if the sword method is so powerful, I will also practice the sword method tomorrow. I am afraid it is his personal reason."
"The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect has a profound foundation and many masters. Its Dharma Real People are all experienced and powerful people, not to mention there is a Taoist Primordial Spirit. He can easily damage the opponent."
"The Taoist Primordial Spirit can lock the opponent through the Primordial Spirit. If he finds me, how can I win?"
The Blood Cloud Demon Lord muttered to himself, his eyes full of fear.
Indeed, as the master said, there is a Shadow Pavilion behind him.
"Feitianmen is now in full swing and showing its strength. We, the Shadow Pavilion, cannot afford to get into trouble."
"You have made many mistakes in the past and have made many enemies. Now that Ye Yang has risen so strongly, it is hard to guarantee that those forces will not use him to attack us."
"In my opinion, it is better for you to surrender yourself. Maybe you can still seek a glimmer of hope and save your life."
When the Blood Cloud Demon Lord heard this, his eyes instantly turned red, like an angry trapped beast.
"Surrender yourself? Absolutely impossible! I have been on the run for many years. When have I ever been afraid of anyone?"
"It is better to kill me directly than to let me surrender myself to Feitianmen!"
After saying this, he stood up suddenly, with demonic energy lingering around him, and wanted to escape outside.
The old man saw this and cast a rune. On the rugged rocks around him, strange runes were engraved. The runes seemed to be alive, and the dark green ghost fire jumped and flickered between the strokes.
Then a "hissing" sound was heard!
Several demon snakes as thick as bowls shot out from the dark place of the rune.
The demon snakes were as black as ink, and their scales flashed with cold light. On their triangular heads, the blood-red vertical pupils showed bloodthirsty light, and the snakes opened their mouths wide, spewing out black poisonous mist.
Wherever the poisonous mist went, the rocks were corroded instantly.
Seeing this, the Blood Cloud Demon Venerable snorted coldly, and the magic formula in his hand changed rapidly. The red spirit bead in his palm immediately burst into a ball of masculine and fiery flames.
The blazing flames rushed towards the demon snakes, and instantly enveloped them.
The demon snakes struggled painfully in the fiery flames, making a "sizzling" scream, and when they moved, a space just appeared.
In a moment, the Blood Cloud Demon Venerable turned into a few wisps of green smoke and dissipated.
The old man in the secret room shook his head and sighed, knowing that this incident would add some storms to the Shadow Pavilion.
The Blood Cloud Demon Lord ran all the way, his figure was like a fleeing black smoke under the gray sky, and he was in a state of embarrassment, just like a dog that had lost its home, and he was in a state of panic all day long.
However, under the seemingly panic-stricken appearance, his heart was like a volcano with a surging undercurrent.
"Run, keep running, I don't believe you can really catch me."
"I also know the whereabouts of a treasure that can suppress the meridians, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. When this demon lord finds the magic treasure 'Soul Devouring Banner', he will find a powerful ally."
"I will definitely let your Feitian Sect know how powerful my Blood Cloud is!"
The towering mountain gate inside the Feitian Sect is a place full of spiritual power.
The Feitian Sect repelled the fierce attack of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect with its amazing power.
The Feitian Sect was immersed in grief.
Although the invading enemy was successfully repelled, the losses suffered by the sect could not be ignored.
The huge body of the Tongtian Spirit Ship was covered with sword marks, as if silently telling of the fierceness of the battle.
And the treasures of the meridians, such as the Heaven-shaking Demon Hammer, the Thunder Gourd, and the Fire Crow Gourd, have also lost their former glory and appear dull.
Even if the True Person Realm cultivators use their magic power to warm it up, it is not of much use.
When necessary, it still needs to be re-refined.
The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on the ruins of Feitianmen, illuminating the busy figures.
Under the command of the senior leaders, many disciples of Feitianmen carried out the repair work in an orderly manner.
Some formation masters held formation flags, chanted in their mouths, and injected rays of light into the damaged formation nodes, trying to restore the circulation of spiritual power.
The work of warming the earth veins is also crucial.
Several respected elders sat cross-legged, forming seals with their hands, and the true essence in their bodies slowly flowed out.
It merged into the earth veins deep underground, and various upper-level spiritual stones and special spiritual liquids were injected into it.
After being nourished by the spiritual energy, the originally dry land gradually became moist, the grass and trees began to revive, and the power of life spread across the land again.
Although these monks had sweat on their foreheads, no one was willing to stop their work.
Everyone knew that only by restoring the vitality of the earth veins as soon as possible could Feitianmen regain its vitality.
Ye Yang stood alone in the back mountain, which was damaged by the earth veins and destroyed by Lu Yu's residual sword energy.
At this moment, looking at the destroyed pomegranate forest in front of him, an indescribable discomfort surged in his heart.
In previous years, every autumn, red pomegranates hung on the branches, exuding an alluring fragrance.
However, now there are only broken branches and leaves here, like the remains of a nightmare.
He gently stroked a broken tree trunk, and felt a rough feeling on his fingertips.
"After all, because of insufficient strength, Feitianmen paid too much price."
Ye Yang murmured to himself in a low voice, with a trace of worry in his eyes.
This victory was hard-won, and it also put Feitianmen into an unprecedented predicament.
However, he knew better that as a senior leader of Feitianmen, he must remain firm and high-spirited.
Only in this way can he lead everyone out of the haze.
Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, a gentle sound of footsteps interrupted his meditation.
Turning around, he saw a woman in a green shirt slowly walking towards him.
It was Yan Qingying.
Her eyes were full of concern.
"Brother, how are you? Now everyone is working hard, I believe it won't be long before Feitianmen can recover as before."
Yan Qingying's voice was like a spring breeze.
The two stood side by side, looking at the busy figures of the people in the distance.
Although Feitianmen suffered a huge setback.
But after this battle, it is also the time to rebuild everything.
New hope is quietly gestating, waiting for the moment to break out of the ground. (End of this chapter)