Chapter 103

"Does this count as a friendship across generations?"

Meng Zhangqing's lips curled slightly.

This was his first time befriending an elder like this.

However, it was still too early to think about such things.

He had to complete the Pavilion-Guarding Elder's task.

Only then would the friendship be considered successful.

Withdrawing his focus, Meng Zhangqing took out the "Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Art" and began to flip through it.

The secret manual itself was actually very ordinary, but perhaps having been with the Pavilion-Guarding Elder for so long, it had taken on some of his aura.

These auras were filled with the taste of sharpness and slaughter.

An ordinary person would not be able to handle it at all.

Just staying by its side would make one feel like sitting on pins and needles, feeling completely uncomfortable.

Meng Zhangqing possessed sword momentum, so naturally, he would not have this feeling.

A moment later.

Meng Zhangqing closed the manual and took a small breath of cold air.

Because the cultivation method of this sword art was truly extraordinary; it was an absolute sword path of killing.

One must experience countless slaughters to achieve perfection.

The sword art was actually divided into two parts.

The first part was to extract vitality and turn it into a Holy Spirit imprint, which could block fatal damage at critical moments.

The second part was to extract death energy, also known as slaughter energy; once the quantity was sufficient, it could be combined with the heart scripture to condense into powerful slaughter sword qi!

One sword strike, like the arrival of the apocalypse, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

And whether it was extracting vitality or death energy, it had to be done through killing.

"So the Pavilion-Guarding Elder's task is actually to help me cultivate this sword art."

Meng Zhangqing was not a foolish person.

Some things, once thought about, could be understood.

"Furthermore, since the sect had already discovered this stronghold, I fear they also regarded it as a place for disciples to undergo trials."

"Just like the bandits of White Cloud Mountain back then."

Meng Zhangqing's eyes flickered slightly.

If he hadn't cultivated the "Linglong Daluo Heaven" to perfection, he would really have to consider it; after all, the gap between major realms is no joke.

But now.

Once he uses "Linglong Daluo Heaven," his true qi will also transform into true essence, and then there won't be much of a gap between him and the Creation Realm.

Coupled with his many trump cards.

It is enough to kill them!

And the Pavilion-Guarding Elder mentioned in his words that this demon cultivator seems to have just entered the Creation Realm.

"I will use these demon cultivators to forge the foundation of my supreme sword art!"

Meng Zhangqing reopened the manual and began to read carefully.

Regardless, he had to practice it to look like something, otherwise, if he returned without any progress, it would really be unjustifiable.

Qifeng Mountain.

It is actually the name of a hundred-mile mountain range.

It does not refer to just a single mountain peak.

This mountain range has strange and steep peaks, rugged terrain, and is inhabited by demonic beasts.

Usually, few people visit.

For some people, it is truly a good place to hide.

Once you enter this place, searching is very difficult.

If there are also formations to cover it, then it is truly unknown to ghosts and gods.

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Half a day later.

Meng Zhangqing arrived here.

Standing in mid-air.

Looking down, the mountains were continuous and towering, with clouds and mist swirling, making the view unclear.

"Without the map given by the Pavilion-Guarding Elder, it would really be hard to find."

Meng Zhangqing took out the map, which had a clear route on it.

On the back was the relevant information about those demon cultivators.

"These demon cultivators, their base has been investigated, yet they don't even know it."

"The sect's ability in this regard is truly strong."

Meng Zhangqing sighed in admiration.

As expected of a hegemon-level force in Tianlingzhou, possessing absolute dominance.

It's just that their intelligence is so strong.

How did that Bei Qianke sneak near the sect to commit crimes back then?

Perhaps a slip in a hundred plans.

Withdrawing his focus.

Meng Zhangqing flew towards the bottom.

The power of the "Great Freedom Profound Gold Sword Art" might not be as strong as the "Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Art" in the future, but this technique of flying through the air is truly useful.

Whoosh~

The sword light escaped into the clouds and mist.

Under the effect of the spirit eyes, these visual obstructions no longer existed.

And he soon saw the stronghold of the Huangquan Demon Sect.

Located between many mountain peaks.

Many pavilions and halls were built, and it seemed to have been operating here for a long time.

People were coming and going in the corridors.

The number was not small.

According to the information on the map, most of these demon cultivators were in the Pulse Forging Realm and the Aperture Opening Realm.

There were also many in the Sea Opening Realm, who were high-level deacons.

As for the Creation Realm, there was only one, who was an Elder of the Demon Sect.

"Someone is coming!"

Meng Zhangqing did not hide his aura.

So he was discovered immediately.

Many black-clad figures appeared together, basically all wearing half-face masks, revealing only their eyes.

On their clothes, either on the back or the sleeves, the two characters "Huangquan" were embroidered.

The Huangquan Demon Sect is one of the ten demon sects, although its strength is at the bottom, that is relative; it does not mean they are trash, on the contrary, they are very, very strong.

Tianlingzhou is just one area where they operate.

"It has begun."

Meng Zhangqing slowly drew the long sword at his waist.

At the same time, he operated the heart scripture of the "Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Art."

This sword art must be practiced through constant slaughter.

And the path of killing is also a great test of willpower.

"It's a direct disciple of the Taixuan Sect!"

Someone made a judgment based on Meng Zhangqing's clothes.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.

How did a direct disciple of the Taixuan Sect find this place?