Chapter 265: Internal Troubles and External Threats Return to Clarity

The Demon-Extinguishing Clear Radiance is a Mysterious Art of Wuwei Laozu, most effective against the Demon Race; its technique is so exquisite that even Shangqing Zhenren has only comprehended four or five tenths of it.

Hanyang has a Water-Fire Inverse Spiritual Root, which theoretically does not suit this technique, but he is the Head Disciple of Yuanqing, and Shangqing Zhenren has been focusing on cultivating him with the goal of him being the next Sect Leader.

Therefore, for the techniques passed down by the ancestor, no matter how unsuitable, he must understand them all; if there are juniors with unique bone structures in the sect in the future, this Mysterious Art can be passed down, so as not to break the founder's inheritance.

Since it is unsuitable, he naturally cannot exert its full power, but relatively speaking, even a little Clear Radiance can severely injure ordinary members of the Demon Race.

Either way, there is no other plan, so it is better to try; just as Lingxiang often says, treat a dead horse as a living horse to be treated!

Hanyang sprang up, his hand seals flying as he chanted, and a clear light appeared around his body, like moonlight.

Xin Yi only felt the surroundings suddenly darken, and could only see the cold yet gentle light radiating from Hanyang in mid-air, like the moon hanging in the night sky.

Dots of light circled Hanyang; a moment later, the light spots first fell slowly like water droplets, but in the blink of an eye, they became like a mountain waterfall pouring down, instantly enveloping Xin Yi.

Just then, Hanyang's chanting stopped abruptly; he opened his eyes wide, and his pupils had actually become the same as this Clear Radiance, then he pointed his hand seal at the Wolf-Head and roared, "Go!"

A beam of spirit light shot out like a sharp arrow, instantly submerging the Wolf-Head within it.

A moment later, the dust settled; Hanyang landed lightly, but as soon as he touched the ground, he collapsed from exhaustion, supporting himself on the ground with one hand and gasping for breath.

After all, it was not something he was proficient in, and the Demon-Extinguishing Clear Radiance consumed a great deal of Spirit Power, so he was quite tired for a moment.

When Hanyang had recovered slightly, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up, but...

But looking up, the Wolf-Head was actually standing motionless, still in the posture of holding a blade!

This!

What is going on?!

Hanyang was greatly shocked, and even Xin Yi looked astonished.

Such a complex technique clearly had extraordinary power, yet the Wolf-Head not only took it head-on, but was also completely unharmed!

Just as the two were wondering why, they saw the Wolf-Head move his feet, then thrust his long blade, and a sharp blade aura rushed straight toward them.

Hanyang had just cast the Demon-Extinguishing Clear Radiance and had no strength left to dodge, nor did he have the Spirit Power to cast the Bolan Buqing Jue. Xin Yi could have avoided it, but if he dodged, Hanyang would have to take the blow.

The blade aura sped over, and as it was about to reach them, Hanyang could almost feel its sharpness; the sensation was like an embroidery needle pricking between his eyes.

At this moment, Xin Yi turned and blocked in front of him, then suddenly drew his long blade from his waist and took the blade aura head-on.

The blade aura was like an iron nail, slamming into the Lujiao Changren, and sparks flew instantly.

The force of the blade aura was so great that it made Xin Yi's wrist bones ache; he felt as if he had caught a real blade, and the force of the blade aura was continuous.

Xin Yi let out a low roar, exerted force from his waist, and swung his long arm, finally throwing the blade aura to his side.

In an instant, mountain rocks shattered, trees fell, and dust rose.

Lingxiang saw all of this; the moment Hanyang sprang up, she had hurried closer, which was how she saw Xin Yi with Hanyang, as well as the Wolf-Head in the black robe.

Now she saw it clearly, but Lingxiang secretly thought it was bad.

Although Hanyang had the cultivation of the Jiedan Realm, he was not skilled in Demon-Extinguishing Mysterious Arts; casting it by force would only yield half the result with twice the effort, and Xin Yi had once said that the one called Wolf-Head was a human.

The Demon-Extinguishing Clear Radiance is a method for driving away demons; how could it work on a human?

When the technique settled and she saw the motionless Wolf-Head, Lingxiang's brows furrowed even tighter.

Just as expected!

But she couldn't help but ponder: since he is human, and Liu Xia obtained the pouch embroidered by the eldest Miss Liu from him, then this person is most likely the Sangmu he spoke of. But since he is Sangmu, being human, why would he work for the Demon Race?

What is the reason for this?

Lingxiang originally felt that there was no need to rush to figure this out, intending to discuss other matters after seeing the eldest Miss Liu, but now she had to face it.

Moreover, this person's aura was extremely strange, yet she couldn't say exactly what was strange about it for a moment...

Could it be that she missed something?

Lingxiang gazed at the motionless Wolf-Head and fell into deep thought; she felt as if she had been covered by a net, and this Wolf-Head was the key.

The battle outside the formation was intense, and Ding'anju was not peaceful either.

Although the sky was blotted out inside the formation, Zhao Wuyang vaguely saw Xin Yi's figure, only he didn't know why he seemed to be competing with someone.

Could it be Bai Wuchang? But how could he be a match for Bai Wuchang? He had already suffered a loss outside the Water Mirror before!

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuyang was anxious, but the monsters outside the formation came one after another, climbing over each other, making it truly difficult to see what was happening outside.

Just as Zhao Wuyang kept looking out through the gaps between the monsters, a fist wind struck, smashing the courtyard gate beside him to pieces.

Zhao Wuyang was instantly alerted and hurriedly dodged with a few turns; looking again, the person throwing the punch was...

"Seventh... Seventh Brother!"

Long Qi's face was flushed, his eyes unfocused; perhaps because that punch had been too forceful, blood seeped through his fine cloth. However, Long Qi seemed not to feel pain, raising his fist and rushing toward Zhao Wuyang.

Zhao Wuyang dodged Long Qi's fists while calling out to him, but Long Qi seemed not to hear, acting as if he had seen an enemy; although his steps were staggering, he kept pursuing Zhao Wuyang.

Long Qi had once learned Red Fist; although it was only the basics, it was still highly destructive. As the two moved back and forth, the courtyard was soon in a mess.

Zhao Wuyang saw at once that Long Qi was delirious, but no matter what, he couldn't wake him up; seeing the doors and windows of the courtyard being smashed to pieces, he was helpless.

He couldn't fight back, could he? Long Qi was already injured; if he were to be injured further, wouldn't it be even worse?

Not only could he not fight back, but he also had to be careful not to lead Long Qi to the room where Chengxin Zhenren was in seclusion; otherwise, if Long Qi saw Chengxin Zhenren, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Long Qi felt a wave of Chaos strike; the monsters outside roared incessantly, disturbing his mind, and he gradually began to hallucinate, as if he saw Guihua right before his eyes.

He was instantly filled with unbearable anger, but not knowing where Long Yuan was, he could only swing a fist, yet unexpectedly, Guihua dodged it.

Hearing Guihua's constant mockery, hatred grew in Long Qi's heart; he kept pursuing, but no matter what, he couldn't catch up to her.

He could vaguely hear Zhao Wuyang's voice, which was drowned out by the monsters' roars, so he wanted to comfort him, but all that came out were intermittent murmurs: "It's okay... it's okay... Wuyang... I'm here..."

The darkness surged, striking his Divine Court; finally, Long Qi could no longer support himself and fell straight backward. He seemed extremely tired, and even his breathing became much weaker.

But just then, a voice rang out suddenly, making his mind clear instantly:

"You monsters, you are only acting on orders; the Huitian Pill is here, follow me quickly!"

It was Lingxiang!