Chapter 354: 354.Chapter 349: Stolen Treasure, the Thief Must Be Captured

354. Chapter 349: Stolen Treasure, the Thief Must Be Captured

Black clouds press upon the city, the city seems about to collapse; armor glints toward the sun, golden scales unfold.

The three from the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold in Huanyu City—Purple Heaven Capital, Seal Glaze Elephant, and Store Wanxian—had faces full of terror; Long Zhan Tian's strength, whether in the Heaven Dragon Gate or in the Universe Cultivation World, was extremely formidable.

His true form's strength was that of a Ten Thousand Laws Realm powerhouse; even with a secret artifact suppressing his cultivation to only the Earth Origin Realm, he was a terrifying powerhouse infinitely close to the Spirit Realm; to capture Long Zhan Tian in the Universe Cultivation World would not be so easy for any terrifying monster.

That self-proclaimed disciple of the Slaughter Ghost Sect, with just a single move, actually seized Long Zhan Tian and shoved him into a strange black bag.

The scene of capturing Long Zhan Tian was too shocking, giving people a feeling of hair standing on end,

Purple Heaven Capital, Seal Glaze Elephant, and Store Wanxian stared at Zhao Jianhua's thrown pet bag; the black bag's mouth had mysterious runes flashing, causing them all to feel extreme palpitations, as if facing the maw of a colossal terrifying devouring beast crocodile.

"We are cultivators of the Ten Great Orthodox Sects of Huanyu; does the Slaughter Ghost Sect intend to single-handedly challenge the Four Great Sects of Huanyu?"

Purple Capital Purple Heaven Capital said somewhat guiltily.

He gazed at Zhao Jianhua and the others, and in his heart began to arise a sense of retreat.

The newly arrived Slaughter Ghost Sect cultivators were too strange; moreover, those many who joined the battlefield, each holding a black sail, their appearance did not match the red Holy Infant banners held by the original Slaughter Ghost Sect cultivators, yet they emitted the same aura; everyone only thought those black sails were an upgraded version of the Holy Infant banner, with terrifying power far surpassing the red Holy Infant banner.

Purple Heaven Capital and the others felt their intestines turn regretfully blue.

The people who came directly from the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold were utterly defeated.

They never imagined that within the Slaughter Ghost Sect there lay hidden such a terrifying batch of power; with those cultivators firmly seated in the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold, the stronghold was absolutely impregnable.

Zhao Jianhua, upon hearing Purple Heaven Capital's words, felt delighted in his heart.

What does the Slaughter Ghost Sect challenging the Four Great Orthodox Sects of the Universe Cultivation World have to do with him? He is not a disciple of the Slaughter Ghost Sect.

If the Four Sects' cultivators jointly attacked the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold in the Primordial Spirit Realm, then there would be even less to fear.

Earth cultivators, if they cannot prevail, can simply flee; after all, they are merely pretending to be Slaughter Ghost Sect disciples, their purpose being to provoke a great war between the orthodox and heterodox sects using the Slaughter Ghost Sect.

Earth cultivators, in order to obtain cultivation resources and shorten the gap in realm with Universe cultivators, would gladly see the Ten Great Orthodox Sects and the heterodox sects of Huanyu go to war.

"The Slaughter Ghost Sect is the true sect of the heterodox path; the orthodox have always disregarded it.

You, taking advantage of the attack on the Slaughter Ghost Sect, steal its Treasure Pavilion, using vile and shameless means.

How can you be allowed to steal our sect's treasures, while we are not allowed to capture you and bring you to the main sect for punishment?"

Zhao Jianhua's voice rang out in the air, the vast sound rippling over the entire Huanyu City above.

He gazed at the three fools—Purple Heaven Capital, Seal Glaze Elephant, and Store Wanxian; Zhao Jianhua knew the three would not admit it.

Otherwise, whether it was the Purple Mansion or the Fu Yang Sect and Bibo Palace, their faces would be utterly lost.

The Four Great Sects were eager and enthusiastic, vigorously arriving at the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold with sect disciples, intending to reclaim sect dignity, never imagining they would end up fighting the Slaughter Ghost Sect, thus becoming a wedding dress for other forces.

The Great Sects of Huanyu all care about face; if orthodox cultivators dare to retort, they will surely become a laughingstock of Huanyu.

At this very moment.

A man clad in black robes rushed out from Huanyu City; he was Elder Criminal Sentence Wuchen of the Mora Valley.

"Orthodox fellow cultivators, return the treasures stolen from the Slaughter Ghost Sect's Treasure Pavilion.

The three of you, in attacking the Slaughter Ghost Sect, also destroyed and killed not a few of its disciples; the two matters cancel each other out."

Elder Criminal Sentence Wuchen of the Mora Valley flew to the vicinity of the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold, his voice ringing out in the air.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jianhua and the other Earth cultivators nearly burst out laughing in delight.

The Mora Valley truly lives up to being a fellow cultivator; this blade was applied well.

The Slaughter Ghost Sect's Treasure Pavilion was stolen by Earth cultivators; if the Fu Yang Sect, Bibo Palace, and Purple Mansion could produce it, then that would truly be seeing a ghost.

Alas.

It seems they caught a disciple named Criminal Sentence Ye of the Mora Valley; could it be this old man's grandson?

Elder of the Mora Valley, rest assured; just look at your earlier assistance—I will surely properly discipline your grandson.

If Criminal Sentence Ye does not obey, I will reward him with several large crotch pouches.

"Fellow cultivators.

Although the orthodox and heterodox of Huanyu have friction, it has not reached the point of looting another's treasure vault.

Return the stolen goods to the Slaughter Ghost Sect; we orthodox cultivators will make peace with you."

An elderly woman in red robes, wearing a rosy cloud crown, rushed out from within Huanyu City; she was Elder Qian Mi of the Qian Yuan Cave, one of the Ten Great Orthodox Sects of Huanyu.

Although the Ten Great Orthodox Sects of Huanyu appear superficially united, they secretly also have rivalries.

The Giant Spirit Realm, just recently excavated from deep within Huanyu, whether for the Ten Great Orthodox Sects or the heterodox, none have entered it for more than two years.

They have accumulated many treasures in the Primordial Spirit Realm's stronghold, worth a city; if the Fu Yang Sect, Bibo Palace, and Purple Mansion were to steal the Slaughter Ghost Sect's Treasure Pavilion, the three sects would surge in strength via these resources, affecting the interests of other Huanyu orthodox sects.

Upon hearing Qian Mi and Criminal Sentence Wuchen's words, Purple Heaven Capital, Seal Glaze Elephant, and Store Wanxian turned pale-faced, their hearts filled with unspeakable bitterness.

The Slaughter Ghost Sect's Treasure Pavilion was not stolen by them; even if they wanted to return it, they could not.

The Mora Valley and Qian Yuan Cave offering them a way out, the three could not accept it.

"The monster of the Slaughter Ghost Sect, the theft of its Treasure Pavilion has nothing to do with us."

After some thought, Purple Heaven Capital of the Purple Mansion sent a voice transmission to Qian Mi, Criminal Sentence Wuchen, and Zhao Jianhua and the others.

This matter concerns sect dignity and cannot be aired publicly.

"Fellow cultivators, this is your fault.

When the four sects' cultivators all arrived to attack the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold, the Treasure Pavilion was impregnable; if other forces had joined, how could it not have been discovered?

Are you not giving us face?"

Elder Qian Mi of the Qian Yuan Cave spoke with some dissatisfaction.

For the benefit of the Huanyu orthodox sects, she personally lowered her face to appease the heterodox, never expecting the three sects to slap her in the face.

It was not the Fu Yang Sect, Bibo Palace, Heaven Dragon Gate, and Purple Mansion who secretly stole it; in such a massive battlefield, which sect's forces joining would not be noticed?

All the powerful figures of every faction in Huanyu City were watching; they are not blind.

Purple Heaven Capital, Seal Glaze Elephant, and Store Wanxian, for the sake of their sect's exclusive possession of the treasure, spoke with eyes wide open, telling blatant lies to coax her as if she were a fool.

The Criminal Sentence Wuchen of Molo Valley also felt dissatisfied upon hearing the words of Zitian Du and the others.

The righteous and demonic factions of Huanyu have had friction from time to time, but in the past thousand years there has been no outbreak of a truly large-scale decisive battle.

He spoke up for the interests of the righteous and demonic factions, not expecting that the righteous faction would not appreciate it at all, having stolen the treasure pavilion of the Sha Gui Sect and occupied it for himself, stubbornly refusing to return it even now, as if determined to monopolize it completely.

"Three of you, man does what heaven sees.

Heaven's net is vast and wide, though it lets some slip through; since you stole the Sha Gui Sect's treasure pavilion and returned, it is as such.

Must you really follow in Long Zhan Tian's footsteps and eat his dust?"

Criminal Sentence Wuchen spoke sharply.

He was somewhat angry, the hypocritical righteous cultivators want money but not life.

Zitian Du, Feng Yuxiang, and Chu Wansian heard the name Long Zhan Tian and their bodies shuddered violently, all of them glancing at Zhao Jianhua with reverence.

Zhao Jianhua held the Sheng Ying Banner, and with just one move he captured Long Zhan Tian.

Besides Zhao Jianhua were Wu Zhenghao, Sun Zhenbang, and Xie Yixuan; these three cultivators were already difficult to deal with, and now the four of them attacking the three of them would surely doom them.

Zitian Du, Feng Yuxiang, and Chu Wansian thought of dissolving their souls and spirits to escape the Primordial Spirit Realm, but thinking that dissolving the soul would cause their realm to plummet, they were again unwilling.

For cultivators who defy heaven and contend, the further they cultivate, the greater the opportunities and time needed, and breakthroughs become extraordinarily difficult.

Unless in a desperate situation, they would absolutely not take this worst course of action.

"Fellow Daoists, we truly did not steal the treasure pavilion of the Sha Gui Sect's stronghold."

Zitian Du, Feng Yuxiang, and Chu Wansian simultaneously sent mental transmissions to Zhen Mi, Criminal Sentence Wuchen, and Zhao Jianhua and others, their faces extremely ugly.

The three of them had violent heaving in their chests, their breathing extremely rapid, their eyes blood-red, all wronged to the point of vomiting blood.

"Extremely despicable.

You three are also orthodox cultivators of Huanyu, yet you stole my Sha Gui Sect's treasure pavilion and dare to speak lies with open eyes to deceive us.

Fellow Daoists Zhen Mi and Criminal Sentence Wuchen, it is not that the Sha Gui Sect refuses to give face; it is truly that the Fu Yang Sect, Bibo Palace, and the Zi Fu Three Sects are bullying the Sha Gui Sect too harshly.

Fellow sect members, take them to the ancestral hall for punishment.

At once, the Fu Yang Sect, Bibo Palace, and Zi Fu Sect will, in order to ransom them, surely hand over the items from the treasure pavilion."

Zhao Jianhua's voice echoed around, and holding the Wan Hun Banner together with Sun Zhenbang and the others, they charged forward to kill.

Upon hearing Zhao Jianhua's words, Zhen Mi and Criminal Sentence Wuchen's expressions changed.

Zhao Jianhua has already said that capturing the righteous cultivators is to exchange for the treasure pavilion's treasures; even if they wanted to go up and mediate, they would be powerless.

Otherwise, they would be showing bias, not only helping nothing but also bringing trouble upon their own sect.

Zitian Du and the others gazed at the four black sails blocking the sky and sun, as if they were in the midst of the nether ghost sea, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.

It is rumored that the Sheng Ying Banner, when used in conjunction, can unleash even greater power; this time they have truly gained broad insight.

The four main souls emerging from the Wan Hun Banner, like the four great ghost kings controlling millions of wronged souls, each with double eyes emitting chilling blood-light that chills and horrifies, the violent killing aura surging in all directions makes everything around hazy and dim.

"I ask you once more, will you return or not return the treasures of the treasure pavilion?"

Zhao Jianhua's voice rang out in the air.

Sun Zhenbang, Xie Yixuan, and Wu Zhenghao even more frantically poured their spiritual power into the Wan Hun Banner.

Although their true selves' strength is at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, the power of each main soul, having devoured hundreds of thousands of souls, has already reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm.

Therefore, Zitian Du, Chu Wansian, and Feng Yuxiang are fundamentally no match for them.

"Four Fellow Daoists, if you have something to say, speak well; our sect's treasure pavilion is truly not stolen by us.

If you are willing to let us go, we are willing to personally offer our private treasures to you."

Feng Yuxiang spoke with a face as dark as iron, his heart aching.

He now regrets so much his intestines feel green; damn Feng Xiang Tian is not his disciple or descendant, why must he come running to demand people? Now it's really over.

Coming in a flurry, unable to go back.

"Yes yes yes, Fellow Daoists of the Sha Gui Sect.

We are also willing to take out the treasures on our persons as compensation, only wishing you would let us pass."

Zitian Du of the Zi Fu Sect spoke with a panicked voice.

He even wanted to pinch Zi Jinghong to death; the appearance of such a later generation in his lineage is simply blood-misfortune for eight lifetimes.

The Sha Gui Sect is already difficult to deal with, and damn it, they still went to ram into the Sha Gui Sect.

Now it's really over.

Zitian Du came to demand people, but instead put himself in jeopardy; wanting to dissolve his soul and spirit to leave, yet aching over his cultivation falling.

Zitian Du felt stifled in his heart, his body trembling, almost about to spit blood.

"Fellow Daoists of the Sha Gui Sect, do not act.

We have also gained something in these two years in the Primordial Spirit Realm; we can offer it as gifts to you Fellow Daoists."

Chu Wansian of the Bibo Palace spoke with a face as pale as ash, her heart raised to her throat.

"I let your mother's dog stinky fart."

Zhao Jianhua, upon hearing the words of Zitian Du, Feng Yuxiang, and Chu Wansian, blurted out a curse.

His sect definitely will not let Zitian Du and the others go; the treasure pavilion was stolen by earth cultivators, having absolutely no relation to Zitian Du and the others.

But these three are all high-level members of the righteous faction, capturing them as pets would be of great use to earth cultivators; how could they possibly let them go?

Furthermore, it has been said.

Since the people have been caught, why not take down their storage bags and give them to oneself?

Must one still leave it for the other party to take home as a menial task?

"Why waste words with them, just attack."

Wu Zhenghao, upon hearing Zhao Jianhua's words, felt pleased in his heart; curse you old turtle bastards to death with frustration.

He took the lead in activating the Wan Hun Banner.

The four primary souls roared toward the sky, and the terrifying soul attack sound wave surged in all directions like the Heavenly Demon's Magic Sound.

Before Zitian Du and the others could react, they felt their souls jolt, dizziness striking, their heads aching sharply as they instantly lost consciousness.

When they opened their eyes again, a black bag had appeared before each of them.

The bag's mouth gaped wide, runes flashing with an eerie light, causing their cultivation levels to seem as still as windless waves in a dust-covered sea.

Then.

Zitian Du and the others felt a powerful suction force pulling them toward the black bag's opening, vanishing from their original spots.

Zhen Mi and Criminal Sentence Wuhuan, who had just regained consciousness near the Sha Gui Sect, wore expressions of shock on their faces.

It was said that the Sha Gui Sect's Infant Soul Banner could attack cultivators' souls, causing dizziness, but no one expected the soul attack to be so powerful that Zitian Du and the three righteous elders were captured by Sha Gui Sect cultivators in the brief moment of their dizziness.

"What a bunch of foolish idiots, stealing from the Sha Gui Sect's Treasure Pavilion and not returning it.

Wanting treasure but not caring about their lives."

Zhen Mi cursed angrily, though she didn't want to say more.

The Sha Gui Sect had long declared that capturing Long Zhan Tian, Zitian Du, Feng Ying Xiang, and Chu Wan Xian was for negotiating with the Tianlong Gate, Zifu, Fuyang Sect, and Bibo Palace, aiming to make the four major sects of Huanyu return the treasures stolen from the Sha Gui Sect's Treasure Pavilion.

This single reason alone justified their position; even though the ten righteous sects were united as one, they could not agree to peace unless the four sects voluntarily returned the stolen treasures, otherwise the Treasure Pavilion, as a sect's foundation, could not allow such matters to be blown out of proportion.

Above the Sha Gui Sect, countless resentful spirits wandered the sky, frenziedly attacking the cultivators of the four sects.

Innumerable cultivators and loose practitioners of the four sects were reduced to lambs awaiting slaughter, their souls forcibly dragged from their bodies by the Myriad Souls Banner, thereafter becoming wandering souls within the banner.

"The Sha Gui Sect is mighty.

The Sha Gui Sect's senior brother possesses divine power that overwhelms the world, his evil might raging like a flood."

The surviving Sha Gui Sect disciples, having escaped death, shouted excitedly.

Zhao Jianhua, Wu Zhenghao, and the other four exchanged glances, smiles appearing on their faces.

This time, they not only captured the three elders of the Sha Gui Sect, but also seized the four great experts of the Huanyu righteous sects.

With a little more effort, the remaining Sha Gui Sect disciples would also be absorbed by the earth cultivators.

From then on, the Sha Gui Sect's base would belong to them.

"Fellow sect members, first follow the new Sha Gui Sect disciples into the earth palace to recover from your injuries."

Zhao Jianhua spoke softly.

"Thank you, four elder brothers."

The surviving Sha Gui Sect disciples expressed their gratitude, following the earth cultivators led by Ji Ze into the depths of the earth palace.

"Friend, your injuries are too severe; let brothers support you as you enter."

Each earth cultivator spoke gently, supporting the Sha Gui Sect disciples who had survived the bloody battle.

"Thank you, friend."

Each Sha Gui Sect cultivator felt grateful, slowly entering the depths of the earth palace with the earth cultivators.

Soon after.

From deep within the earth palace came wave after wave of unimaginably panicked sounds.

In the cold, dark depths of the earth palace, it seemed as if a single man-eating beast was devouring the lambs in its grasp, leaving no bones behind. (End of Chapter)