Chapter 185: A Madman, a Madman Extreme to the Point of Perversion (6k)

Just like this, not long after, the personnel of the other two sects, led by their respective Sect Masters and Elders, came in a hurry.

When they saw there was an exit, countless people cheered and were about to rush over, but the two Sect Masters immediately shouted.

"Line up!" The disciples suddenly woke up and hurriedly lined up at the back.

Each Divine Transformation realm came here and thanked Cao Zhengyang.

But at the same time, because too many people gathered here, the four-color killing prohibition fell even more concentratedly, causing the protective light shield formed by everyone to dim rapidly.

But fortunately, with the Divine Transformation realms of the two families coming to support, it was barely maintained.

"Speed up!" Cao Zhengyang urged.

Swish!

Just at this time, Xuan Ji Zi led the Tianji Sect and others flying over, and at a glance saw the exit that had been torn open and was currently being maintained by everyone with all their might; the panic on his face instantly turned into great joy.

"Heaven helps me!" He couldn't help but laugh loudly, and then turned his head fiercely, shouting loudly at the Tianji Sect disciples behind him: "Quick, follow me and rush out!"

Jin Leizong and Qingyu Xian Sect snorted coldly and immediately led the crowd to block them.

For a time, the atmosphere of swords drawn and bows bent spread rapidly.

Lei Wuji was surrounded by violent thunder, snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth hooked into a mocking arc, and said loudly: "Yo, isn't this Xuan Ji Zi, and the several seniors of the Tianji Sect? Why, when the Cangyan Dao Palace withdrew, they didn't notify you?"

Immortal Immortal Xuanyou Xianyou Xianzi's green clothes had long been dyed red with blood, fluttering in the wind, and her body emitted a strong killing intent.

Her gaze was like frost, and she spoke coldly: "You aren't able to divine? Did you not calculate that you would end up in such a situation?"

Being mocked to their faces by the two, the faces of Xuan Ji Zi and the others turned blue and white, their expressions extremely ugly.

But they didn't know how to refute.

Just as he was about to argue, Immortal Immortal Xuanyou Xianyou Xianzi's words were like knives, questioning first: "Don't say you didn't know; all the arrays in the entire Canglan Mountain were laid out by you, including the array eyes. Therefore, your Tianji Sect had long prepared to unite with the Cangyan Dao Palace to wipe out our three sects."

Her apricot eyes widened, her eyes full of anger and accusation.

"But thinking about it, you calculated everything, but you shouldn't have expected that you would also become abandoned pieces."

Xuan Ji Zi gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging, his eyes red, and just as he was about to speak, a Supreme Elder of the Tianji Sect with white hair and beard walked out.

Only to see him sigh heavily, his voice old and tired, revealing endless regret and helplessness: "In this matter, we did indeed misjudge the person. If we can live and get out, we are willing to obey your orders and deal with the Cangyan Dao Palace together."

The two gave a cold laugh, their laughter full of grief and disdain.

Just because of that suddenly appearing killing prohibition, countless disciples of our two sects didn't die fighting demonic beasts, but died miserably at your hands.

Even more, in order to break out of the encirclement, how many elders self-destructed and died.

Now there is a sea of blood and deep hatred between us.

Do you think we will still believe you?

What's more, this exit—don't know what price Taiqingmen paid to barely open it; they couldn't make the decision.

Inside the protective shield, Cao Zhengyang looked at Xuan Ji Zi, his voice carrying an invisible sense of oppression, and spoke slowly.

"Xuan Ji brother, I want to know, why would the Cangyan Dao Palace choose to let you become their ally, or rather, what value do you have that is worth them winning over?"

Facing Cao Zhengyang's question, all the high-level officials of the Tianji Sect, including Xuan Ji Zi, were silent.

Xuan Ji Zi gritted his teeth, his gaze flickering, while the other elders were dejected.

For a time, the atmosphere at the scene fell into a stalemate again.

A few breaths later, Xuan Ji Zi turned his head fiercely, looking at his own disciples who were constantly being wiped out by red thunder, and then looked at the exit.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Are you going to let us pass, or not?"

His voice was ice-cold, and there was no room for negotiation.

Seeing this situation, how could everyone not understand the other party's choice.

Cao Zhengyang sneered, disdainfully: "Truly a good dog!"

"Kill!" Lei Wuji had long been unable to suppress the anger in his heart, roared, and killed his way over first.

The thunder around his body became more violent, like an angry thunder dragon, the thunder sword in his hand flashing with dazzling light, bringing up streaks of dazzling lightning, directly slashing toward the Tianji Sect crowd.

Immortal Immortal Xuanyou Xianyou Xianzi and the others followed closely, their long swords dancing, cold light flashing, their eyes full of endless killing intent, every move merciless.

For a time, the slaughter started again!

Cao Zhengyang frowned, but slowly raised his head to look at the sky.

Don't know when, a huge human face appeared in the air; who else could it be but Sikong Yan.

His eyes were cold and deep, quietly overlooking the battlefield below, as well as Zhou Qing and the others who were constantly preventing the barrier from repairing at the exit.

The next moment, that human face actually smiled slowly, revealing a weirdness that made people shudder.

"Interesting, it seems the people of our five sects are truly destined not to die," his voice echoed between heaven and earth, like rolling thunder, making everyone's eardrums ache.

When everyone heard Sikong Yan's voice, they raised their heads in unison, their eyes full of killing intent.

Xuan Ji Zi's face was iron-blue, his eyes wide with anger, wishing he could fly up immediately and tear Sikong Yan into ten thousand pieces.

"Sikong Yan, you despicable villain!" Xuan Ji Zi roared at the sky after dodging an attack from Lei Wuji.

But soon, several red lightnings crashed down, forcing him to dodge rapidly.

Lei Wuji's thunder surged wildly, the thunder sword in his hand pointed directly at Sikong Yan, the killing intent in his eyes like a physical blade.

"Sikong Yan, stabbing in the back, wait until I get out, we will settle the account properly!"

Immortal Immortal Xuanyou Xianyou Xianzi's pretty face was full of evil, not saying a word, her eyes cold as ice, staring dead at the huge human face in the air.

She and the Cangyan Dao Palace had long reached the point of being irreconcilable.

Facing everyone's cursing, Sikong Yan laughed even more happily, but didn't refute anything.

Instead, he said leisurely: "Everyone, next I will open ten openings, but at the same time, there are only ten breaths of time. How many people can escape depends on their own fate."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of everyone who had fallen into despair lit up instantly.

As for those small sect people who were still alive, they were so grateful they almost knelt down to thank him.

Sikong Yan seemed to enjoy the expression changes of everyone at this moment, paused, and continued unhurriedly.

"After all, Canglan Mountain is too bloody now; I really don't want to look directly at it. Moreover, with so many corpses piled up together, it will definitely stink to the heavens, and if it's bad, it might bring us a plague; thinking about it makes people worried."

Immediately after, his tone changed, and the smile on his face suddenly became cold: "Therefore, after ten breaths, I will detonate everything, including the entire Canglan Mountain."

"Therefore, after ten breaths, I will detonate everything, including the entire Canglan Mountain."

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Especially Cao Zhengyang and the others, who knew this guy was definitely not joking, and was moody.

Over the years, they seemed to have never truly seen through this madman.

Just like now, obviously the situation was extremely favorable to the Cangyan Dao Palace, but he insisted on ending all this in such an extreme way.

It could even be said to be letting the tiger return to the mountain, and the ones offended were directly four sects.

Is it psychological distortion, or are there other ulterior motives?

Immediately after, Sikong Yan's huge face looked at Zhou Qing, who was struggling to prevent the array from repairing at the exit, and said: "Zhou Qing, the ten openings do not include yours, so I will close it first."

The next moment, Zhou Qing and the others discovered with horror that the exit they had been trying their best to maintain began to close at an unprecedented speed.

No matter how much spiritual power was injected, it was of no avail; in just the blink of an eye, the torn opening closed.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qing had to stop hastily, his face full of ugliness.

At this moment, he felt Sikong Yan was so unfathomable, even to the point of making people's scalps tingle.

That is to say, the moment this opening was opened, as the one controlling the four-color prohibition, he should have noticed it immediately.

It was even easy to close it.

But he didn't do so, but let Taiqingmen and others escape.

At this very moment, the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the four major sects, including the Sect Masters and Supreme Elders, were meat on the chopping block.

As long as he had a thought to detonate it, everything would be over.

No one would share the Nine Nether lotus seeds with him, nor would anyone threaten his status.

But he insisted on opening ten openings, giving everyone a chance; such behavior is truly incomprehensible.

What exactly does he want to do?

Just as the disciples who escaped were discussing uneasily, ten huge cracks indeed appeared at the scarlet barrier.

For a time, countless people scrambled to escape, and the scene instantly fell into chaos.

Shouts and screams rose one after another, and everyone was desperately trying to seize this fleeting vitality.

It was also accompanied by a countdown with teasing, hitting everyone's heart heavily.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu's expressions changed, and almost simultaneously they flew away, shouting anxiously toward the barrier: "Master—"

The next moment, they saw Mo Xingjian and the others come out instantly.

Cao Zhengyang, who followed closely, shouted even louder: "All disciples, retreat quickly—"

Mo Xingjian grabbed Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu and the others, immediately turned around, and ran away from the barrier.

At this time, the crowd around was surging like a tide, all fleeing frantically toward the outside of the barrier.

"Seven, six, five..." The countdown continued, each number like a life-urging talisman, urging everyone to speed up.

When Zhou Qing and the others reached the safe zone, they turned their heads and saw countless people like locusts, scrambling to rush out from different exits.

Looking at this scene, don't know why, Zhou Qing only felt a sadness permeating.

"Four, three, two..." The countdown entered the final critical moment. Everyone outside the barrier was running desperately, while the disciples who hadn't escaped inside the barrier were full of despair.

"One!"

With the last countdown falling, the ten huge cracks disappeared instantly, and many people who had just rushed halfway were cut off at the waist.

The happy smiles that were still hanging on their faces about to escape the disaster suddenly stiffened, and then they rolled down.

First, there was a death-like silence, immediately followed by a strong spiritual power fluctuation erupting from inside the barrier, like a surging tsunami, sweeping toward the surroundings.

Everyone only felt a powerful force rushing toward them, and they were directly blown away.

When they crawled up in horror, they discovered that Canglan Mountain, which had been shrouded by the 【Demon-Sealing Strangling Array】, seemed to have been gripped and collapsed by an invisible giant hand, and then exploded.

Countless people who hadn't had time to escape were directly turned into dust under this annihilation storm.

In just a few breaths, Canglan Mountain was completely wiped out.

Where the towering mountain range once stood, now only a huge abyss with no bottom remained.

In the abyss, it was pitch black, filled with a rich aura of death and violent spiritual power turbulence.

The survivors were stunned by the scene in front of them, their eyes full of fear.

Zhou Qing and the others watched blankly, not saying a word.

Cao Zhengyang and the others' faces were ugly to the extreme.

Not to mention the million demonic beasts, hundreds of thousands of disciples, various remaining magic treasures and storage bags, just the dozen or so perfection-realm Demon Kings, their corpses were priceless treasures.

But this guy Sikong Yan destroyed them as soon as he said so, without the slightest hesitation.

"Madman, a proper madman!" After a long time, Cao Zhengyang couldn't help but curse angrily.

Fortunately, the Taiqingmen people had been gathered together, plus Zhou Qing had already met some, and the subsequent openings were close, so at least the majority escaped.

It's just a pity for Jin Leizong and Qingyu Xian Sect; their personnel were too scattered, and it is estimated that many people didn't even find the ten exits and stayed there completely.

Soon, bursts of crying sounded in the oppressive atmosphere.

Those who lost relatives, friends, and fellow disciples could no longer suppress the grief in their hearts, and tears burst out.

"Everyone, let's meet at the old place as agreed before!" Sikong Yan's voice echoed in the sky.

Duanmu Shu and the others snorted coldly, and after looking at the people of the other three sects, they left.

"Mo Shidi, help look after them, I'll be back soon!" Cao Zhengyang was full of anger and chased after him.

Yan Xiaohu looked blankly at the bottomless abyss, his mind blank, and couldn't help but mutter: "Will he still share that thing with the Supreme Elders?"

Zhou Qing frowned, his gaze fixed on the several figures walking away, then muttered: "Yes!"

"Why?" Lu Yaoyao asked.

Zhou Qing's expression was solemn, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Because that is a madman extreme to the point of perversion!"

Hearing this, the two shuddered.

Under the concerted efforts of Mo Xingjian and other Peak Masters, all Taiqingmen disciples finally gathered together.

After experiencing life-and-death disasters, everyone was in rags and blood-stained, but when they gathered in one place, they actually formed an aura that could not be underestimated.

Looking around, it was densely packed with Taiqingmen disciples.

In contrast, the situation of Jin Leizong, Qingyu Xian Sect, and Tianji Sect appeared quite miserable.

It could even be said that the remaining strength of their three sects combined was only barely on par with Taiqingmen.

And those who luckily escaped from other small sects were even fewer.

They stood on the side scattered, alone, their eyes full of panic and helplessness.

This battle of Canglan Mountain reduced the living strength of the entire Eastern Region by more than half.

Eighteen Demon Kings, millions of demonic beasts, hundreds of small sects, and the five major sects—they together constituted the eternal pattern of the Eastern Region of Lingyun Prefecture.

But now look again, what is left?

"This is a catastrophe driven by man!" Mo Xingjian looked at this scene, his heart feeling an unspeakable heaviness.

Many Peak Masters nodded silently.

Yes, after this battle, the once prosperous and lively Eastern Region with many sects is now like having experienced an extinction storm, becoming scarred and the strong withered.

But at the same time, Taiqingmen and Cangyan Dao Palace, by virtue of this accidental personnel preservation advantage, will undeniably become one of the two major hegemons of the Eastern Region.

What else is there to say? What should have happened has happened, the result is doomed, and everyone silently began to return to their own sects.

And halfway through the return journey, Supreme Elders like Duanmu Shu came back, all full of joy.

And Cao Zhengyang also called Zhou Qing over.

Duanmu Shu took out a box full of anticipation, and as it opened, two pitch-black lotus seeds were sealed inside.

It was exactly the Nine Nether Demon Lotus.

After Zhou Qing's amazement, he was full of disbelief, and even more, he didn't understand.

Duanmu Shu said: "The Nine Nether Demon Lotus gave birth to a total of twenty lotus seeds this time. According to the previous agreement, Cangyan Dao Palace takes fifty percent, Tianji Sect twenty percent, and our three families divide the remaining thirty percent equally."

Cao Zhengyang said: "There are indeed only twenty seeds; after all, the lotus seed holes cannot be faked."

Zhou Qing still didn't understand.

"What exactly does he want to do?" Zhou Qing asked.

Cao Zhengyang also shook his head and said: "When dividing the lotus seeds, he only said one sentence."

"What?" Zhou Qing asked.

Cao Zhengyang said: "He said, sharing joy with others is better than enjoying it alone."

Duanmu Shu said with a solemn face: "Let's not talk about these for now. Cangyan Dao Palace got ten lotus seeds this time. Even if there is only a twenty percent probability, their chance of giving birth to a Soul Severance Realm is very large."

She paused slightly, her gaze falling on Zhou Qing, her expression turning gentle, "And our Taiqingmen has eight perfection-realm Divine Transformation realms in total, both openly and secretly. The Sect Master said he wants to leave one for you; after all, this time it was thanks to you..."

Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Zhou Qing's face instantly, and he waved his hands in panic repeatedly.

"This must absolutely not be done!" Zhou Qing said urgently.

What time is it now? Such a rare thing must be used on the blade immediately; he is still a long way from the Divine Transformation realm.

Heaven knows what this madman Sikong Yan will do when his brain twitches in the future.

Now the most important thing is to hurry and improve the sect's top combat power to cope with the crisis that may appear next.

After being repeatedly refused by Zhou Qing, Duanmu Shu and the others looked at each other, nodded slightly, and planned to wait until they returned to the sect to distribute it, carefully considering who is suitable to take it.

However, for safety's sake, the moment the Supreme Elder put it away, he still appraised it.

【Nine Nether Lotus Seed: These are two priceless supreme divine medicines. After refining, one can use the dead silence power within to suppress the obsession spirit and increase the probability of reaching the Soul Severance Realm.】

Seeing that the other party didn't leave any dark hands, Zhou Qing felt relieved.

"By the way, the sect war has ended!" Cao Zhengyang said another piece of news.

Regarding this, Zhou Qing was not surprised at all.

Look at how many people are left in the five sects; now even the small sects that were originally eating melons are almost gone.

If they continue to fight, it will be the people from the other three regions of Lingyun Prefecture taking advantage of the fire.

"Try not to let too many people know about the Nine Nether Demon Lotus, otherwise, for us, there may be a great disaster!" Cao Zhengyang lowered his voice and instructed with a serious expression.

Zhou Qing indicated he understood.

Not to mention anything else, just the other major sects around wouldn't want to see a sect in the Eastern Region rise because of the Nine Nether lotus seeds and break the existing balance of power.

When Zhou Qing and the others returned to Taiqingmen in a grand manner, they saw a familiar figure setting up a tent at the foot of the mountain.

At a critical time, Elder Wu Zhu didn't dare to let people in casually, even if the other party was an acquaintance.

Seeing that it was the Fourth Prince Bai He, Mo Xingjian couldn't help but shake his head, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

It's just that the sect had just experienced such a tragic battle, and he really didn't have the heart to manage these children's affairs.

Then he said to Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu: "You two go handle it."

After speaking, he turned and stepped into the mountain gate, his figure quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.

The two had no choice but to go down.

Seeing the third brother-in-law and the fourth brother-in-law, Bai He was excited.

Yan Xiaohu smiled, a trace of cunning flashing in his eyes, and said: "Brother-in-law, I remember when you left in a hurry last time, you said you wanted to prepare a gift for my second Shijie. It seems the thing is in the storage bag now."

Bai He, with those eyebrows shaped like caterpillars, looked embarrassed, but still nodded and said: "Yes, it's ready. She has actually wanted that thing for a long time."

Speaking of this, his eyes were full of tenderness and anticipation, as if he had already seen the joy of Luo Lingling when she received the gift.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing said: "How about going in? I reckon the second Shijie will come out of seclusion in these days."

But didn't expect Bai He to shake his head, his gaze crossing the two, looking at the disciples returning while supporting each other in the air, his expression becoming solemn.

Subsequently, he said slowly: "I have also heard about your affairs. Now is not the right time, so I cannot disturb you even more."

"It's okay, after experiencing this battle, you should also go back and have a good rest. Wait until she comes out of seclusion, I'll be fine here."

Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu looked at each other.

This man chasing a woman is really separated by a mountain.

A dignified prince, in the face of feelings, is really humble enough.

But although the two invited enthusiastically, Bai He's attitude was firm and he always refused.

No way, he could only let him stay at the foot of the mountain.

After entering the mountain gate, he saw Elder Jiang Pu, who was guarding the Soul Tower, standing on the side, full of grief.

This time Taiqingmen can be considered to have suffered a great loss of vitality. Watching one soul lamp after another go out, he must be very uncomfortable.

Besides this, it was the Acting Sect Master Gao Xuan Shibo.

During these days, with him here, the sect's few remaining forces were able to operate in an orderly manner.

Looking at the disciples returning safely one by one, his face was heavy, not saying a word, but when he saw Zhou Qing, he nodded rarely.

Zhou Qing hurriedly saluted from afar.

(End of chapter)