Chapter 141: Evil Cultivator Operation (Please Subscribe)

Two flowers bloom, each representing a different branch.

While Du En was racing against time to cultivate, the evil cultivators were not idle either, busily making their final preparations.

And so.

Just half a day before Du En's cultivation technique broke through, they finally finished their preparations and launched the operation they had been planning for so long.

Past the outpost patrol sector and before the border of the Falling Feather Immortal Gate, the miasma was dispersed by an invisible force, and under the shining sun, black shadows flashed and gathered.

There were several hundred people in total, and the evil aura they radiated invisibly seemed to cast a dark filter over the environment; even the scorching, bright poisonous sun of the Southern Border now appeared weak and powerless, as if rotting away.

Only after confirming did they make their next move.

"Gurgle—"

"No need for all that chatter; don't forget, we still have the attention of the Great Lord!"

"The Great Lord!"

"Be careful. Although we have made some diversionary moves and today's action is sudden, Tang Yiping is still staying in the border city, but one can never be sure..."

Without a moment's hesitation, they directly transmitted the highest-level alert upward.

"These guys really love to scheme against each other. It's laughable that Tang Yiping, having finally sensed the clues of our activities recently, would actually adopt such a method, thinking he could provoke us into revealing ourselves."

From the perspective of the evil cultivators, Du En suddenly starting to kill and frame others was just a continuation of Tang Yiping's strategy—the result of him seeing that the bait hadn't caught anyone, finally discovering some clues, and then grasping at straws in desperation.

"I implore you here most sincerely: grant us the true Promised Land!"

Ever since He Bo proposed the plan and he agreed to exile Du En to the outpost camp, both had been waiting for the evil cultivators or someone else to make a move and finish off this guy who seemed to harbor hidden dangers and would threaten them if he grew stronger.

Tang Yiping felt no anxiety; he simply waited silently. Even when he learned from Xiang Tao that Du En had been targeted by evil cultivators and was even being used as live bait, he only felt that it was expected for them to come seeking revenge, and he was not surprised at all.

In the blink of an eye, a gap was forcibly opened in the border of the Falling Feather Immortal Gate located here, and the form of His existence also briefly appeared in the eyes of the evil cultivators.

The voices were incredibly fanatical, revealing a deep madness; some people's vocal cords were even torn due to the high pitch, and the smell of blood began to fill the air.

These gathered evil cultivators began to shout loudly, as if no one else were around, without any scruples.

Since it was a report uploaded by an ordinary patrol, combined with the content of Xiang Tao's recent communication, Tang Yiping quickly understood the situation.

"Ah! I, the lowly one, praise you here!"

He seemed to be breathing, pausing to listen, judging whether the evil cultivators truly believed in Him.

Because he was spending Xiang Tao's basic resources and would draw focus to his side, naturally, he could not communicate with this side, which was why the current situation existed.

Tang Yiping, the Outer City Superintendent who was handling official business as usual and had not sensed anything in advance, once again discovered the alert coming from the outpost.

He pinched a seal to cast a spell, activating the Sentry Jade.

He had originally intended to press on and fill in the last two missing corpses.

"The Great Lord!"

To this day, thanks to his cultivation deepening daily and his technique having just broken through, his own perception and intuition had also become much sharper.

Like the pitch-black color of a disaster, it instantly uploaded to the central point of the Sentry Jade; yet, inside that outpost camp, it was like a stone sinking into a stagnant pool, not causing a single ripple.

They turned around at this moment and looked to the south, toward the location of the outpost camp.

However, there was still the Outer City Affairs Office.

The evil cultivators shouted in unison and charged toward the outpost camp.

A strange sound appeared faintly, like a dead, rotting swamp bubbling again, flowing into people's ears and sounding unusually awkward.

Speaking of their Lord, the evil cultivator who had just been digging into his own flesh and hissing showed only unconcealable madness.

"Eh? No, this is just an alert made by an ordinary patrol, this..."

"It's Du En who has encountered evil cultivators!"

Only when the border recovered and the Lord went dormant did they break free from their fanatical state, and their twisted reason returned.

"It's not an illusion..."

"If he were being manipulated, it would be normal, but if he did this himself while at his wit's end, it would truly be bold enough!"

We are coming!

"Offering you the eulogy of blood and flesh, presenting you the record of fear and resentment!"

The laughter vanished quietly; the evil cultivator had already acted.

"Xiang Tao has called everyone except the bait back into the camp today and is making preparations for battle."

Crack, crack, crack... Boom!

"Let's split up."

Arriving before the border grand array of the Immortal Gate, he stretched out his hands and pressed them into thin air.

The remaining leader fell silent, then waved a hand after a long while and sneered: "For the Lord, trample and slaughter them!"

"For the Great Lord!"

"Good."

Let us return the perspective to Du En.

In a flash of lightning, Du En turned abruptly and returned to his patrol sector.

"No, according to observations, Tang Yiping did not communicate with him. He just finally finished moving that tree of his early this morning and was impatient to do something, but his nature remains unchanged, and in the end, he still chose to wait for the rabbit."

"..."

Thus it unfolded.

"It is the Great Lord!"

Ding!

Amidst a light chime, the originally invisible and intangible border actually revealed a corner, and as force was applied, cracks began to spread rapidly, starting from His hands.

He had wanted to put down his official duties and turn to investigate, but his divine sense caught that touch of black, and he immediately stopped his movements.

There were two leaders.

Therefore, either the evil cultivators are about to come knocking, or Xiang Tao is planning something.

But two years have already passed, and that kid is still living just fine.

It descended here silently, and the surrounding scene seemed to suffer from a bad connection, flickering with spots in the dark corners, while the voices of the evil cultivators, still frantically shouting, also became erratic in pitch, impossible to make out clearly.

The evil cultivators were incomparably excited and even more fanatical; some even broke their own knees and gouged out their own eyes to demonstrate their own baseness, while others tore open their own flesh, letting out hysterical roars as the greatest and grandest of benedictions.

Accompanied by their shouts, something appeared.

"Whoosh—"

In silence, ninety percent of the evil cultivators vanished, lunging straight for that border city located in the north!

Not everyone chose to leave; small detachments remained in place.

Nanmo City.

"Hehehe! Hahaha!"

"Black, the highest alert level that could lead to the annihilation of an outpost camp; what on earth is that guy Xiang Tao doing? One moment he's nicely and politely starting to ask me for supplies, and the next he's pulling this kind of urgent stunt on me, right?"

"Did he sense that we were going to act today?"

However, just after leaving their patrol sector, a slight chill suddenly emerged in the depths of their hearts.

It was precisely the duo of evil cultivators who had once infiltrated the outer city of Nanmo.

"Salty bait, I'm coming, I'm coming to take the hook!"

Then, regardless of which evil cultivator it was, they all suddenly and abruptly fell into a standstill, turning their heads in unison to look through the beginning-to-close gap in the boundary toward that city located in the north, the very last city of the Immortal Sect's southern frontier.

"Of course, since this person is going to die anyway, there is no point in pursuing it further..."

Muttering these words softly, Tang Yiping struck out a bolt of magic power without looking back, causing the warning on the jade wall behind him to fade and disappear.

Just pretend this never happened!

(End of this chapter)