Chapter 569

Late at night.

An eight-hundred-man forced march appeared on Black Wind Island.

Black Wind Island.

The island was as its name suggested, with pitch-black strange rocks, and when the sea wind blew, it sounded like ghosts crying.

"Ugh."

A man in a black robe fell down in pain.

With the last person dying, eleven corpses appeared neatly on the beach.

These were demonic cultivators patrolling Black Wind Island.

"Senior Bai has great ability."

A sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked Purple Mansion cultivator flattered him quietly.

Bai Renfeng smiled slightly: "Just a minor trick."

"I just received news that the demon son lives on that Turtle Back Mountain, and he should be in seclusion now; it's a good opportunity to take action."

The others looked at each other.

They were all secretly amazed at the Shenxuan Sect's ability.

Clearly.

There was an insider planted by the Shenxuan Sect on Black Wind Island, otherwise how would Bai Renfeng know that the demon son was in seclusion.

Bai Renfeng shouted in a low voice: "Slay the demons!"

After saying this.

He took the lead and swept toward Turtle Back Mountain.

Among the many cultivators.

Meng Chong, Nie Siming, Yuan Xiong, and others were also among them.

Nie Siming naturally heard Bai Renfeng's words just now and curled his lip, but seeing his foster father Yuan Dingting right in front of him, he didn't say anything and followed toward Turtle Back Mountain.

Only Li Rui paused for half a breath.

Lost in thought.

The sound of magic treasure collisions like thunder and fire exploded on Turtle Back Mountain on Black Wind Island.

Like a signal.

The righteous alliance army, which had long been lying in ambush outside, launched an attack.

In an instant.

Black Wind Island was in chaos.

Great battles erupted everywhere.

"Ah!"

A miserable cry.

A middle-aged cultivator with a hooked nose was blasted to pieces by Li Rui's punch.

The battlefield was in chaos.

Nie Siming and the others had already followed Yuan Dingting deep into Black Wind Island, leaving only him here.

Li Rui wasn't greedy for merit or advancing rashly.

He just occasionally took action to solve the demonic cultivators who didn't have eyes and rushed toward him, and most of the time, he was observing the battle situation around him.

If there were veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time, they would definitely give Li Rui a thumbs up and praise him for being smart.

On the battlefield, wanting to live.

Unless your strength is already strong enough to fight a thousand troops alone, the most important thing is to know how to read the situation.

In other words.

That is, when it's time to run, don't be the one left behind.

He scanned the battlefield.

But found.

He didn't see Bai Renfeng's figure.

In a corner of the battlefield.

Bai Renfeng had already appeared in a cave dwelling.

In front of him.

Was a young man with a cold and eerie face, looking at Bai Renfeng with indignant eyes: "What a vicious method."

This person was the demon son of the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao.

Blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his Great Dao aura was constantly leaking.

This was clearly a sign of Dao dissipation.

"Seven Dissolutions of the Heavenly Demon."

He stared fixedly at Bai Renfeng.

A righteous cultivator actually practiced demonic sect secret techniques; it was truly ironic.

And Bai Renfeng had practiced it to the point of being able to counter-devour him, which must have taken at least several decades of bitter practice to achieve such attainments.

That's right.

The reason he was dissipating his Dao was because he had been plotted against by Bai Renfeng.

Thinking this.

The demon son glanced at the beautiful corpse that had already stopped breathing in the corner of the cave, a flash of sorrow in his eyes. Bai Renfeng, in order to plot against him.

Actually sent a female cultivator of the Shenxuan Sect as a furnace to the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao.

Finally becoming his maid.

This infiltration lasted for a Jiazi.

Finally, she passed the news of his seclusion to Bai Renfeng, which led to today's surprise attack.

Bai Renfeng even used that female cultivator as a medium to cast the Seven Dissolutions of the Heavenly Demon.

Otherwise, how could he, a dignified demon son, have been tricked so easily.

'Stupid.'

The demon son glanced at his maid.

Although he had always said this little maid was stupid, she was actually quite clever in doing things, otherwise she wouldn't have followed him for decades, but he didn't expect her to be truly this stupid, actually believing those ghost stories about being able to return to the righteous path.

No need to think, Bai Renfeng probably never intended to let her live the moment he sent her into the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao.

"Guy surnamed Bai, you are ruthless enough."

The demon son slowly spat out a few words.

Then his magic power flowed like a burst river, completely out of control, and even his Dao foundation couldn't be saved.

But the demon son didn't have much panic.

He had survived in the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao for so many years, and naturally had a backup plan.

But this time, he still suffered extremely heavy losses, and I'm afraid it would take more than a dozen years of nurturing to return to his peak.

Bai Renfeng didn't take action, just watched the demon son dissipate his cultivation quietly.

'This Seven Dissolutions of the Heavenly Demon is truly the most effective against demonic cultivators, and can also receive Great Dao feedback.'

That's right.

The reason he had plotted so painstakingly was precisely to practice the Seven Dissolutions of the Heavenly Demon.

Even among demonic cultivators, very few knew.

This famous demonic technique is actually even more domineering when killing demonic cultivators, and not only that, using the Seven Dissolutions of the Heavenly Demon to kill demonic cultivators can also benefit cultivation, allowing the Seven Dissolutions of the Heavenly Demon to advance by leaps and bounds and be pushed to a higher level.

This time, by using the Seven Dissolutions of the Heavenly Demon to make a demon son dissipate his Dao, his demonic technique would definitely be able to go to the next level.

Bai Renfeng's mouth curled into a cruel, cold smile.

In order to practice the demonic technique, he had racked his brains.

As for a true disciple of a righteous sect practicing demonic techniques, he had no burden at all.

As long as he could become stronger, why care if it's a demonic technique or an immortal method.

'Being able to succeed today, I have to thank that woman Fire Phoenix.'

Bai Renfeng had originally looked at Fire Phoenix Huofeng Xianzi's primordial yin, wanting to practice the dual cultivation technique of harvesting yin to nourish yang with her.

This was a good thing that benefited both sides.

But that burning phoenix had refused him.

A man knows that the greatest humiliation in the world is that someone else can have what you can't.

Bai Renfeng wasn't angry out of shame.

It was just pushing the boat with the current.

He was the one who informed the demon son of Fire Phoenix Huofeng Xianzi's whereabouts.

And then there was the siege and Fire Phoenix Huofeng Xianzi's fall.

He then used Fire Phoenix Huofeng Xianzi's death to stir up today's great battle, taking advantage of the chaos to take action against the demon son.

Everything was in his planning.

The goal had been achieved.

As for those cultivators outside who were fighting to the death, or even had their bodies and spirits dissipated, what did that have to do with him?

Just like his master's teachings.

Immortal cultivators should naturally be heartless.

'Below me, all are ants.'

Dying a few ants, what's the big deal.

As long as he can attain the Great Dao, who cares about the bloody rain and wind.

"It's a bit of a pity."

Yuan Dingting's figure appeared in his mind.

In his view.

Yuan Dingting was quite good; this person was good at military strategy and had great use for the Jiazi Demon-Sweeping, which was also a talent...

But that Yuan Dingting was a person from Bai Yujing's lineage, and also came from a small grotto-heaven.

But even if he were a person from the Shenxuan Sect, if he couldn't be used by him, then what use was he?

"Just some bumpkins from a small grotto-heaven."

Bai Renfeng stopped thinking.

If they were lucky and survived, he would continue to use them.

If they died, then they died.

They could only blame their own bad luck.

The world of immortal cultivation is inherently a place that eats people without spitting out the bones.

Watching the demon son completely dissipate his Dao and turn into dry bones, Bai Renfeng then cast a divine ability and vanished.

(End of chapter)