Chapter 219: Self-Inflicted

After the imperial court shifted its focus to the North City and East City, the Sui Sect naturally could not continue to stay in the South City, fearing retaliation from the Nine Li Tribe and the Zuoqiu Gate.

Therefore, they moved to the North City, about three miles away from the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion.

It was one of the peripheral forces guarding the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion.

Night fell.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled slightly.

Thunderous sounds came from the direction of the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion, countless electric lights rushed into the sky, and the Wu Xiu and residents of the entire city area were alarmed, knowing that another force was at war with the imperial court.

The imperial court Wu Xiu hidden in various parts of the city area turned into residual shadows and flew away rapidly.

"It's the thunder-method black ice; the Wu Xiu of Snow Sword Tang Ting feigning an attack on the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion have taken action. Go, it's time for us to act!"

Li Youyi changed into Yang Zhiyong's appearance, put on clothes stained with Yang Zhiyong's blood, lay on a carriage, pretending to be seriously wounded and unconscious, driven by Yang Yun, and rushed to the Sui Sect stronghold.

The unconscious state could maximize the avoidance of communication with the Sui Sect Wu Xiu, avoiding exposing flaws.

The four-entry courtyard where the Sui Sect stronghold was located was at the intersection of the river, the street, and the bridge. The array had long been opened, layers of light gauze rose, array scripts floated, and the situation inside could not be seen.

"Rumble!"

The galloping carriage crushed the wind and snow and stopped abruptly outside the Sui Sect stronghold.

Yang Yun jumped off the carriage and shouted, "Open the array quickly... it's me, I'm Yang Yun, we escaped, the seventh uncle is seriously wounded and needs rescue..."

Bai Shu hid in the narrow alley across the river, staring tightly, worried that Yang Yun would take a risk.

After a while.

The array light gauze opened a three-foot-wide gap, and Yang Yue, the second expert of the younger generation of the Sui Sect, walked out.

Bai Shu's expression changed slightly.

Yang Yue actually didn't rush to the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion, and the danger to Li Youyi's side increased greatly.

Yang Yun saw Yang Yue, crying with joy, and according to the previous agreement, said: "Snow Sword Tang Ting mobilized all their forces to attack the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion, and the Nine Li Tribe Wu Xiu also went to help. Seventh uncle and I finally seized the opportunity to escape. Seventh uncle took me to kill out of the siege, but he himself... he was too seriously wounded and is already unconscious."

What made Bai Shu and Li Youyi rejoice was that Yang Yun's acting skills were superb, and Yang Yue did not suspect at all, not even probing the "Yang Zhiyong" who was seriously wounded and unconscious on the carriage, and took them into the stronghold.

Layers of array light gauze closed.

Yang Yun was thinking about how to shake Li Youyi out without anyone knowing, but, just as he pulled the carriage into the gate, his expression changed instantly, his eyes went black, and his legs went weak.

Only to see.

On the ground inside the gate, blood flowed like a river, and corpses of Sui Sect young Wu Xiu were scattered everywhere.

On the screen wall, one person was nailed to death.

The water in the pool had turned into blood water.

A Sui Sect Wu Xiu in the Third Realm of the Five Seas who was not dead yet raised his head and saw Yang Yun, shouting in his throat: "Run... run quickly..."

"Pfft!"

In front, Yang Yue casually picked up a broken spear inserted into the ground, pierced the back of his head, nailed his head firmly to the ground, and he could never raise it again.

From beginning to end, Yang Yue's expression did not change.

The second-entry courtyard and third-entry courtyard behind the screen wall were all filled with killing sounds, fighting sounds, and tragic screams.

With layers of array isolation, how could the people outside know that it was already a human purgatory inside?

Yang Yun turned to flee...

Yang Yue's mouth curled up, floating a cold sneer.

He opened his five fingers across the air, and five magic power mist rivers surged out, wrapping Yang Yun, pulling him back into his hand.

Yang Yun was grabbed by the neck by Yang Yue, without any resistance, trembling in extreme fear: "Yue... Uncle Yue... why?"

"Who is your Uncle Yue? Kid, it's just that you came back at the wrong time."

Yang Yue did not probe the "Yang Zhiyong" who was seriously wounded and unconscious on the carriage, but carried Yang Yun like a chicken, walking toward the second-entry courtyard inside.

"It's over, another fake Uncle Yue."

Yang Yun wanted to cry without tears, hating himself for having such bad luck, bumping into ruthless characters every time, only feeling that this time he was likely to be doomed.

"Tell Yang Qingxi that her younger brother has been captured by me! If she doesn't want this kid to die, hand over the things obediently."

Yang Yue's voice was already in the depths of the courtyard.

The surroundings were silent.

On the carriage, Li Youyi sat up suddenly, his eyes full of horror.

Clearly, a force had taken action against the Sui Sect first; which side was it?

What was it for?

Yang Qingxi's Dragon Seed ticket?

Li Youyi activated the invisibility power of the night-traveling clothes, trying his best to restrain his aura, carefully getting off the carriage. Seeing the scene of corpses everywhere, he immediately denied the previous thought.

This was clearly preparing to kill all the young generation of the Sui Sect!

For a Dragon Seed ticket, why go so far?

The three-entry courtyard of the Sui Sect stronghold was two acres in size, paved with stone slabs, and had a martial arts practice field.

The courtyard was full of figures, and the array light was bright.

Li Youyi looked inside through the hollow window lattice, his expression changing again and again.

On the martial arts practice field.

More than a dozen Sui Sect Wu Xiu in the Five Seas Realm were suppressed and kneeling on the ground by the left attendant under the Young Venerable with thick magic power.

The right attendant turned into Yang Yue's appearance, threw Yang Yun out, and rolled him next to the dozen Sui Sect Wu Xiu.

The real Yang Yue had his four limbs pierced, his human skin peeled off, turning into a bloody piece of rotten meat, rolling painfully on the ground, his tragic screams piercing.

Except for the left and right attendants, there were two Disaster Fire Realm Great Thought Masters of the Three Chen Palaces, who were breaking the array of the fourth-entry courtyard.

They did not dare to use thunder-method black ice, fearing the movement would be too big.

Suddenly.

Li Youyi saw a figure that made all the young Wu Xiu of Qiuzhou Prefecture City terrified.

That person wore a liquid flowing silver mask, his figure was illusory, as if there were none, and his aura was terrifying.

It was the first expert under the Young Venerable, Hua Yuzi.

The second in the first rank of the Southern Realm, ranked higher than Zuoqiu Ting.

Li Youyi was seeing Hua Yuzi for the first time, but such aura and appearance characteristics were naturally recognizable at a glance. What's more, Chen Wenwu was standing beside Hua Yuzi.

After one glance, Li Youyi immediately moved his eyes away, fearing being sensed by Hua Yuzi.

Hua Yuzi smiled: "Wenwu, Yang Qingxi doesn't seem to care much about her brother's life."

Chen Wenwu said: "If the brother dies, her mother can give birth again; it's not a big deal."

"Makes sense!"

Hua Yuzi lost patience; this place was too close to the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion and must be finished quickly.

Therefore, he said in a gentle and soft voice: "Yang Qingxi, hand over the Dragon Seed ticket and the five boxes of Yongquan coins, and the rest of the Sui Sect can all live."

Inside the array of the fourth-entry courtyard, only Yang Qingxi and eleven Sui Sect young Wu Xiu and Great Thought Masters remained, guarding the array.

Their eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, without any intention of compromise.

Without any warning, this group of thieves suddenly broke in, killing everyone they saw, extremely bloodthirsty.

The Wu Xiu in the Five Seas Realm of the younger generation of the Sui Sect were killed by six or seven percent in an instant.

This hatred is irreconcilable.

Yang Qingxi had a blood hole below her left collarbone, pierced by Hua Yuzi with one finger, blood soaking her clothes, unable to stop. There was strange demon-race magic power invading her wound, running wild in her trace veins.

If Hua Yuzi could really keep his promise, she would naturally be willing to compromise.

But she knew very well that once she opened part of the array and handed over the things, the other party would definitely take the opportunity to break the array. By then, she would become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!

Delay time.

Yang Qingxi had heard the roar from the Prefecture Shepherd's Mansion before; there must have been a battle there, and the abnormal situation of the Sui Sect would definitely be discovered by the imperial court soon.

Therefore, she pretended to be confused: "May I ask what the five boxes of Yongquan coins mentioned by Mr. Hua refer to? Is it to let the Sui Sect raise five boxes of money to buy their own lives?"

Hua Yuzi smiled: "If you continue to play dumb like this, these people outside will all not be able to live! By the Soldier Ancestor Swamp, on the water ring, the person who snatched Li Youyi's five boxes of Yongquan coins was you. Many things cannot be covered up, such as the special aura contained in your magic power."

Yang Qingxi's eyes were full of bitterness, full of regret, and a strong self-blame arose in her heart: "In other words, the catastrophe of the Sui Sect today is all because of those five boxes of Yongquan coins?"

"Not entirely! The most essential reason is that your Sui Sect actually abandoned the far-west ash region and chose the imperial court," Hua Yuzi said.

The far-west ash region was naturally very angry with the Sui Sect.

It was the Sui Sect's withdrawal and evacuation that led to the sudden change in the Lizhou battlefield, and they no longer had the ability to eat the Nine Li Tribe.

This had a fatal impact on the entire South Realm situation.

"Pfft!"

With a punch from the left attendant, a young Sui Sect Wu Xiu was killed on the spot, his head falling into his stomach. He grinned: "Yang eldest miss still wants to delay time? If you don't hand over the Dragon Seed ticket and Yongquan coins, these dozen or so kneeling people are not enough for me to kill."

"It really was her who snatched my money."

Li Youyi naturally would not pity the Sui Sect; if it weren't for Yang Qingxi's greed, Hua Yuzi estimated that he would not have bothered with her at all. At least, he was too lazy to do it himself.

Knowing that this place was not a place to stay for long, Yang Yun would definitely shake him out at the moment of life and death.

Li Youyi decided to use thunder-method black ice to blast an opening in the array of the Sui Sect stronghold. Just as he turned around, he saw a mourning hall hung with white everywhere.

In the center of the mourning hall, a blood-colored coffin was placed.

No need to guess, it must contain Yang Qingchan.

Li Youyi, as if possessed by a ghost, still decided to probe whether Yang Qingchan was really dead, so he flashed into the mourning hall filled with white paper money in an invisible state.

The blood-colored coffin was about one zhang long and was a very regular square column, made of blood mud material.

The mud was embedded with a kind of semi-virtual and semi-real white strange substance, condensed into white mysterious ancient texts, spreading all over the coffin. Looking at this coffin, it was very extraordinary.

The material and shape were too strange.

Li Youyi dared not act rashly, first communicating with Coffin Master and Spirit Position Master with thought power.

Coffin Master said: "This is a kind of alien coffin, called the Pre-Death Coffin. It is for the deceased of the alien world; when they feel their time is running out, they will put themselves into the coffin in advance."

"The coffin is full of arrays, closing the coffin lid from the inside, and then activating the array, so grave robbers cannot open the coffin lid from the outside!"

"However, the Sui Sect has followed the Nine Li Tribe for many years and should have learned high-level coffin-opening methods. This coffin has been opened, and the treasures inside have long been taken away."

"Using an alien coffin to hold the corpse of a close relative has existed in the Nine Li Tribe since ancient times, which is not a strange thing."