fear on Qin Sang's face was gone, replaced by a hint of mockery.His complexion seemed to have become even paler, but his breath wasn't the slightest bit disordered.The ebony sword is a magical artifa...A gale is blowing.
A gust of evil wind, imbued with lethality, melts flesh and bone.
Where the wind of disaster strikes, heaven and earth are plunged into darkness.
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The piercing wind howled through the ladder to heaven.
The two real people of the Eight Scenes View were the first to notice something was wrong. Then they saw the vortex ahead expanding, and at the same time, tiny lights floated up on both sides of the Heavenly Ladder.
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Wind smoke hazy, lights blurred, vaguely visible are wind cages, suspended in mid-air. The wind cages are not physical, but rather talismans inscribed on the stairway to heaven.
A relentless gale roared from the windcage, instantly sealing off the staircase. Whirlwinds converged in a furious onslaught, encircling them from all sides. With the expanding vortex, they were trapped on all three fronts.
Looking back, two rows of wind cages stretched as far as the eye could see. I'm afraid there was nowhere to retreat even if we tried.
The two masters glanced at each other, remaining motionless. Crane Gorge Master clenched his Azure Silk Treasure Umbrella tightly, then suddenly opened it wide, covering them beneath its canopy. In an instant, they were swallowed by the wind demon.
Then Qin Sang retreated rapidly.
When the change first arose, his first reaction was to protect himself. But the wind attack converged too quickly; he couldn't retreat far before the wind array formed, and he followed in the footsteps of the two true immortals.
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Zhu Wudao and Fan Laomo are the instigators, the most composed.
The power of the Yin Xuan Fengzhu had almost been exhausted, Elder Fan decisively withdrew his divine powers. Looking again at Zhū Wudao, who had already stood up, he saw him sketching two talismans in mid-air and hurling one towards him.
Master Fan reached out and took it. He infused it with his true essence, and the spirit talismans flickered and disappeared, transforming into a faint light that enveloped his entire body, bringing a wave of coolness.
With this layer of faint light shielding them, the pressure from the wind drastically decreased. Lao Mo Fan let out two admiring sighs and beckoned to all the masters of the path, urging them to hurry away.
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When the wind picks up.
Inside the Five Elements Divine Prohibition.
In the chaotic depths of the Nine Lands' magnetic field, a graceful figure lay horizontally in the void, drifting aimlessly with the magnetic light. This was none other than Kun Dao.
She trailed the Poison King and Master Waiyin, but found no opportunity to strike. She had to give up in frustration.
At this time, her eyes were closed. As Qin Sang had expected, she was treating the injuries on her body.
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The robe was pierced by lightning, and the hole on his shoulder was still there, but the wound had disappeared. His skin was delicate and white as snow, with no sign of charring.
However, the dead imprint on the chest is more troublesome.
The imprint of death had almost invaded her inner being, like a bone disease. Though not a fatal injury, it was not difficult to suppress. However, she could sense that the imprint of death possessed a strange aura, capable of establishing a connection with its owner.
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If one carries the mark of death, they will be sensed by the owner of the mark and lose their ability to hide.
There was no sign of Kun Dao making any move. The essence blood surrounding the death mark gradually thinned and flowed back, then the skin at the death mark site sank inward. The death mark, like a poisonous thorn, was being slowly pulled out.
For every inch that was pulled out, a large patch of blood vessels emerged.
"Pfft!"
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The death imprint completely detached from his body and vanished with a bang.
The wound on Kun Dao's body suddenly closed, flesh growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just then, Kun Dao's eyelids twitched, and he 'whooshed' his eyes open. Then, he vanished into thin air. When he reappeared, he was at the edge of the clouds, not far from the 'Imperial Decree' gate.
In her vision, the influence of the windstorm extended beyond the Sky Ladder. The entire southern foothills of Emperor's Grant were swept by a wind demon, though its strength varied. The Sky Ladder was the center of the windstorm.
She stared intently at the wind, every position of the cultivators on the mountaintop was visible to her.
At the very front were Zhudao and the old demon, Fan.
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Located in the middle section of the Heavenly Ladder, at the Eight Views Pavilion, are two immortals and Qin Sang.
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Su Zinan, lagging behind Qin Sang by a step, had already entered the archway.
Also nearby, Mo Xingdao stood close to the front of the positive archway. Master Song Huaiyin was returning, and they had just found the core of the sword formation. The Poison King was about to enter.
Eight people, each so alluring, their pure and potent essence was fatally attractive to her, making her crave them deeply.
But none of them are easy to deal with.
There are indeed easy prey for her to hunt down in the mountains below, but she is also restricted by other factors. She cannot stray far from Di Shou Mountain, and if she leaves the Five Elements Divine Restriction, her power will greatly diminish. She can only wait for the prey to come to her door.
Within the Five Elements Divine Ban, she was the strongest. With such a thorough arrangement failing, the remaining people here were probably all comparable to the Grand Master.
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Whatever else, the king's poisonous insect made her fear. The fear stemmed from this body.
Moreover, she had already exposed herself earlier. Those in the know were on guard, and while she failed to improve, they gained an advantage. The balance of power shifted further against her.
Her gaze drifted, finally sweeping over Mo Xindao, then she broke free from the cloud-like mist, her figure vanishing into nothingness.
Part of the summit's barrier is the power of the Five Elemental Divine Curses interwoven with external manifestation.
Due to the special nature of the barrier, there aren't as many killing moves here as in the Five Element Divine Prohibition for her to utilize. However, she can still borrow the power of the barrier, making her much stronger than outside. At the very least, she can achieve invisibility.
However, the other formations on the mountain have no relation to the Five Elements Divine Formation. Once she makes any move, she cannot be as discreet as within the Five Elements Divine Formation and it will be easy for her tracks to be exposed and discovered.
But this time was different. The wind currents of the Heavenly Ladder were stirred by Zhu Wudao, providing a perfect disguise, an ideal opportunity to take action.
"The wind gusts can obstruct their path, giving us enough time to activate the Unwritten Jade Tablet."
Those who stray from the path of virtue look back, though they cannot see clearly. The rustling of the wind carries ripples that reveal all.
Elder Fan, the demon, laughed, “Big brother didn’t expect that little brother would be so generous, agreeing to help big brother retrieve the uninscribed jade bi and bring it back to the sect.”
“The Qu Yang Shan lineage inherits the legacy of the Wu Xiang Xian Men. Though they have been recuperating at Tian Hao Lou for many years under the protection of their sect, how can they be without a shred of gratitude This junior brother only asks to watch the Jade Bi with his senior brother and await news of the Immortal Palace. I hope that the sect will inform us,” Zhu Wu Dao said righteously.
Hearing Zhudao's lofty words, I didn't know how much to believe. I only said, "It's rare that you still remember the kindness of your sect in nurturing you. Once I return this treasure to the sect, I will surely report your deeds to the Sect Master and ask for rewards for you."
"Thanks, senior brother."
When the various factions had all bowed deeply, he suddenly changed expression and said something more.
At the same time, Old Demon Fan also felt something was amiss. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his gaze was deep and piercing as he stared fixedly at Zhu Wudao.
At this moment, a rumbling sound came from deep within the wind blades, and it wasn't coming from one direction. As these sounds echoed, the wind array, which was normally operating smoothly, began to vibrate violently.
'Boom!'
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The wind howled with rage, its fury multiplying tenfold in an instant.
Under the astonishing onslaught of the wind demon's assault, the protective talismans on their bodies flickered erratically, like garments caught in a hurricane, swaying violently and threatening to be ripped apart at any moment.
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Once the talismans are broken, their situation will become just like everyone else's. Wouldn't that be like tying themselves up in a cocoon
Elder Fan suppressed his anger and coldly questioned, "Fellow disciples, what exactly happened"
His tone was somewhat bitter, even stammering a few hasty words before turning his head to find Elder Fan staring at him coldly. He was taken aback for a moment, then quickly understood: "Senior brother, you suspect I'm the one who tampered with things"
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Old Demon Fan's attitude was evident.
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"There are hardships that cannot be expressed in words. I have sworn an oath to my heart demon, but my senior brother still doesn't believe me... Since we entered the mountains, we have always been inseparable. How could we do anything that would escape my senior brother's watchful eyes"
This is also what puzzled Lao Mo Fan. He was deeply suspicious of this junior brother and watched closely every move that Zhus Wu Dao made, making sure there were no loopholes.
It's clear that Zhú Wú Dào was fumbling to activate the wind formation. He clearly didn't know what he was doing, unlike someone pretending.
If one possesses mastery over all things, even a mountain could be offered to the Emperor with ease. If they can move formations in distant lands silently beneath his very nose, why would they need his help One person alone could hold back a multitude of heroes at the foot of the mountain.
Listen to his words, and watch his actions.
At this point, even Old Demon Fan wouldn't dare to make a scene. He snorted and said, "Cut the crap! Get out of here!"
Zhu Wudao nodded and stopped dwelling on it. Both of them exerted their full strength and flew upwards.
The power of the wind demon surged, the protective talismans shook violently in the wind and rain, soon shattering. Zhū Wú Dào had been prepared for this, immediately replacing them with new ones. But he was protecting two people, and the talismans continued to break at an increasingly rapid pace, clearly unable to keep up.
Finally, having lost their protective talismans, the two of them were momentarily distracted. In that blink of an eye, they discovered that the ladder beneath their feet had vanished. The wind seemed to have activated another spirit formation, shifting and transporting them to a completely unknown location.
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The two of them looked around and, through the wind and haze, could vaguely see several elegant thatched cottages called "Heart Lobs."
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Before, Lao Mo had learned the general layout of Emperor's Mountain from Zhu Wudao. After a little calculation, he knew that Xinlú was a place for monks of the Wu Xiang Xianmen to cultivate their hearts and minds. It wasn't far from their previous location, so the distance they moved was limited, still within an acceptable range.
At that moment, Elder Fan's nose twitched. He frowned in confusion and said, "What kind of fragrance is that"
What scent
Qin Sang also smelled the same scent.
At this moment, he was also displaced from the celestial ladder. Unfortunately, no one guided him, and he was unsure of his current location. He was surrounded by pervasive wind-slashes.
"Does this count as collateral damage"
Qin Sang secretly smiled wryly, the wind shouldn't be the work of Kun Dao, it must have been provoked by Zhu Wudao, and they were also implicated. As for whether Kun Dao would take advantage of the chaos, it was hard to say.
The Golden Sinking Sword hung suspended above his head.
Qin Sang secretly braced himself, silently urging the Heavenly Eye divine ability, seeking a way out. Unexpectedly, the fire jade centipede appeared again and sensed him.
Although the sensation this time was very faint, the target was more clear than ever before, pointing to his left front.
Surprisingly, this time the fire jade centipede's perception was no longer elusive. Although the opponent was not slow, it followed a certain direction.
As expected, it should be that Kun Dao.
This change was most likely due to her breaking free from the omnipresent Five Elements Divine Ban, which caused her to lose her divine power of teleportation.
Upon thinking this, Qin Sang's expression shifted slightly. This was undoubtedly a great opportunity. If he could capture Kun Dao and force her to reveal the methods she used, all the trouble would be solved, and he could come and go freely here.
He no longer hesitated, following the fire jade centipede's guidance toward Kun Dao.
Of course, his performance wouldn't be so obvious. He would occasionally change direction or pause, feigning deep thought along the way.
The wind shifted unpredictably, but with Kun Dao as a guide, Qin Sang didn't need to expend his mind on it. Although he deliberately took many detours, he was getting closer and closer to Kun Dao.
Then he caught a whiff of the fragrance.
The fragrance is very faint, like a hint of fresh grass and wood. It's subtle yet not easily overlooked.
Once the fragrance enters the nose, it's like a piece of ice falling into a heart lake, instantly clearing the mind. The fatigue caused by the twists and turns in the Five Elements Divine Prohibition is swept away.
“Elixir Or pill of immortality”
Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, and he fell into contemplation again.
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The sense of fire jade centipede, and the abrupt fragrance, made him have to guess, would it be Kun Dao's trick again
Although, the wind is that which the myriad dao open.
The Wuxiang Immortal Sect had been closed for many years, so it was understandable that the spiritual herbs in the mountains must be very precious. There was no warning beforehand, and then suddenly a fragrance wafted out, how could he not suspect something
The scent was unusual, like that of a precious elixir. Qin Sang didn't think she would be willing to use it as bait, for fear of losing it. The risk was too great; the wealth of even a powerful cultivator might not compare.
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It's likely very valuable, but like the Snowmelt Essence, it's of no use in cultivation.
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Or the number of elixirs might be more than one.
No matter what it was, Qin Sang followed the scent towards it.
Soon, Qin Sang was certain that the source of the fragrance coincided with Kun Dao's location. It was indeed this woman who was pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Now he need not feign, he went straight to the source of the fragrance.
Meanwhile, the two real people of Taoism, Su Zinan and others, were also attracted by the fragrance. Even the Poison King, who had just walked out of the sword formation, smelled the fragrance, pondered for a moment, and hurried in that direction.
With fragrance, the power of wind's movement is no longer a nuisance.
Not long after, the two real people of the Daoist sect were the first to pinpoint the source of the fragrance.
Their figures came to a halt, seeing white mist shrouding the area ahead. Through the mist, they could faintly make out a small earthen mound, in front of which stood a stone wall. In front of the stone wall was an exquisitely crafted stone house.
White mist was sealed by the formation, and even from outside, one could feel the spiritual energy within brimming to the limit.
"This is..."
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He Gāo Zhenren's eyes lit up. Among their sects, places like this were most likely used to cultivate spirit herbs, and they were particularly precious ones.
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Upon arriving, they saw the mist swirling on the hillside, likely caused by a protective spirit array being struck, resulting in an overflow of medicinal fragrance.
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"Senior Brother"
The Crane-Gorge Immortal was greatly moved.
It's just that breaking through the formation takes a lot of time and might delay things.
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Just as I was about to ask Master Zi Lei for his opinion, a gust of wind suddenly flashed with eerie light behind us. In no time, a figure flew over and landed before us. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Mo Xingdao.
Crane Cliff's gaze was slightly focused, and he looked behind him. There was no one there. Su Zinan had disappeared.
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Upon seeing the two real people, Mo Xingdao was also slightly startled, showing a look of guardedness. He stopped at a distance and turned his gaze to the top of the slope.
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Zi Lei Zhenren ignored Mo Xingdao, his eyes flashing purple as he stared into the depths of the spirit formation.
He Gao Zhenren took a step forward, about to speak, but saw the wind evil move again in the rear. Qin Sang's figure flashed and disappeared, flying away without even facing them, as if deliberately avoiding them.
Then, Qin Sang began to walk around the earthen mound. Unexpectedly, its area was much larger than imagined, seemingly a very vast medicine garden, with an unknown number of spirit herbs inside.
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