Chapter 534: Slaying the Yin Dragon, Refining Ghosts into Pills (Part One)

"Who is it?"

Tianlian Zhenren dodged an attack, nearly colliding with it; had she not been constantly watching her surroundings, nerves taut, never letting her guard down, she might have been hit.

She halted, Tianlian Zhenren carefully scanning the area, her gaze cold.

She drew her blade, looked around, released her Spiritual Sense, searching for the one who tried to ambush her.

"Hmph, sneaking around, what kind of hero are you? If you have the guts, come out."

She casually swung her blade; the sword aura swept a spot, shattering the ground and toppling trees. No one emerged. Tianlian Zhenren kept watching the surroundings; any rustle of wind or grass she would sense instantly.

Unfortunately, she sensed no one nearby, nor anything in the sky above.

Then only one possibility remains: underground.

"Underground."

Tianlian Zhenren sprang up instantly, swung her blade, and the accumulated sword aura erupted in an instant, cracking the ground into countless pieces that collapsed and sank.

In an instant, dust rose as the surrounding earth was cleaved; Tianlian Zhenren saw a figure leap swiftly from underground.

"Got you, little mouse. How dare you ambush me? You're courting death."

She charged forward, swinging her blade to launch several sword auras, each torn apart and evaded by the person before her. Mu Longhao turned, fixed his gaze on Tianlian Zhenren, and his hands transformed into sharp claws—clearly not human.

"Mu Longhao, so it's you, sneaking around, hiding in the shadows all your life, huh."

As she expected, the attacker was Mu Longhao; no wonder she always felt watched—this sensation persisted even after she left the Yin Gui Sect's territory, growing stronger and nearer.

As the saying goes, enemies meeting makes the eyes burn red.

Mu Longhao, the last time he teamed up with the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King to attack her, nearly killed her; Tianlian Zhenren has kept that score in mind.

"Tianlian Zhenren, what skillful tactics, such keen perception, you actually detected my presence."

"But discovery is just discovery; it's no big deal. You won't leave this place today."

Mu Longhao spoke coldly, refusing to let her leave; if she doesn't die, the Heavenly Heart Sect won't erupt in fury.

These people must all die; only then will the world descend into chaos.

By stirring up turmoil, he gains a chance, unlike before when his schemes were repeatedly uncovered.

Only in the mess can one fish in the muddy waters.

"Mu Longhao, aren't you afraid of Chen Chuyang's intervention?"

Tianlian Zhenren stared at Mu Longhao, having no mind to spar with him, only wishing to return to the Heavenly Heart Sect to tell her senior brother everything.

Mu Longhao naturally understood her intent; he lunged forward, and in the blink of an eye was before Tianlian Zhenren, his right claw extending with a force that seemed to tear space, slicing the void with a sizzling sound.

Tianlian Zhenren stepped back, dodging the claw, then swung two sword auras with her other hand.

Mu Longhao raised his hand and shredded the sword auras.

"Tianlian Zhenren, your sword aura is useless against me."

"I am not those worthless demonic beasts, nor comparable to any Demon King I've ever seen."

"I am Mu Longhao, a member of the Wood Dragon clan."

As he spoke, his attack pierced Tianlian Zhenren's defense, heading straight for her abdomen.

Targeting her dantian, aiming at Tianlian Zhenren's inner core.

A strong one's inner core is his favorite.

Tianlian Zhenren has long been his target; she escaped last time, but this time she won't get away.

"Bang."

Parrying, Tianlian Zhenren blocked again, her sword technique swirling, a body of sword aura began to tilt wildly toward Mu Longhao.

One move, two moves, three or four moves.

After directly launching over a hundred attacks, Tianlian Zhenren's sword technique showed no pause; instead, her speed increased.

The continuously linked sword moves grew in power, and by the end, the force had surged to more than ten times.

Sword aura crisscrossed, the blade whirled.

Mu Longhao was being hammered down.

On the other side, the Yin Dragon Holy Son faced the Heavenly Sword Daoist, while Yin Gui Zhenren watched from the side; their battle entered a white‑hot climax.

Spectators nearby fled the area one after another.

Jing Yuheng and White Wolf Deputy Hall Master stared at the Heavenly Sword Daoist's fight, coldly saying, "It's best if both are wounded; this Yin Dragon Holy Son is very petty, he won't appear until the final moment."

"That's fine then; no one blocks the Heavenly Sword Daoist, who is just fretting over how to kill him."

White Wolf Deputy Hall Master said, "Indeed, the Yin Dragon Holy Son and the Heavenly Sword Daoist have comparable strength; their duel will surely be extremely crazy."

"On Tianlian Zhenren's side, blocked by Mu Longhao, indeed, he was hiding underground watching the fight."

Both sides' battles could not be concealed from them.

Jing Yuheng whispered, "White Wolf Deputy Hall Master, take your men and keep an eye on Mu Longhao; if necessary, kill him."

Both Tianlian Zhenren and Mu Longhao pose great threats, but comparatively, Mu Longhao's threat is greater.

When deciding who to eliminate first, Jing Yuheng chose Mu Longhao.

Mu Longhao has always hidden in the shadows; this time their mission concerns him, so naturally they must kill him first.

After weighing the two, Jing Yuheng issued an order.

White Wolf Deputy Hall Master bowed and said, "Master, rest assured; once an opportunity arises, I will act."

"Very well, go. Be careful."

"Understood."

Jing Yuheng turned back, watching the battle of the Yin Dragon Holy Son and his allies.

The sky over the Yin Gui Sect cracked again.

Heavenly Sword, summon once more.

The Heaven Sword Daoist truly ignited his fury; he must kill them, whether they are the Shadow Dragon Holy Son or Yin Gui Zhenren, kill them all.

Who does it matter who they are?

This time, the lives of those Heavenly Heart Sect disciples require someone to pay the price.

Only blood can cleanse.

"Heaven Sword."

"Punish Evil."

Summon again, descend again.

Boom—

Heaven Sword, annihilate all.

In an instant, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The blast's shockwave hurled everything; Jing Yuheng was tossed back hundreds of meters, barely coming to a stop. She stared at the huge abyss before her and expanded it once more.

The aura inside did not vanish; the Shadow Dragon Holy Son's clothing was shattered, and a massive Shadow Dragon Dharma Body appeared behind him, enveloping his whole form, cutting off the Technique's baptism.

The Heaven Sword Daoist was not so lucky; he was flung far away, landing thirty meters in front of Jing Yuheng, lying on the ground, spouting blood continuously. If not for the shaking of his chest, one would think he was dead.

"The first summoning of the Heaven Sword, and the Heaven Sword Daoist can no longer summon a third time."

"He has also reached his limit; the Shadow Dragon Holy Son is injured as well, and this time, the injury is severe."

He was forced to take a sword; that sword, with the Shadow Dragon Holy Son at its center, embodied the Heaven Sword Daoist's wrath, and the Shadow Dragon Holy Son naturally…

Cough cough cough.

Damn, Heaven Sword Daoist, damn.

The Shadow Dragon Holy Son roared to the heavens, glaring at the Heaven Sword Daoist in the sky, instantly dispelling his Dharma Body; several Shadow Dragons lunged at the Heaven Sword Daoist, tearing at him.

"Shadow Dragon."

"Entwine."

"Annihilate."

"Roar."

The Shadow Dragon roared, and in an instant surrounded the Heaven Sword Daoist.