Chapter 479

"I understand what Fellow Daoist Li means!" Xie An takes a deep breath: "Fellow Daoist doesn't trust the True Persons of other noble families. Then, for this raid on the God-Sacrificing Platform, it will just be the three of us?"

"How could that be!" Qian Chen laughs and points to Si Princess Qingcheng: "Ning Ning Shimei, you provide support from the side and don't join the raid!"

Si Princess Qingcheng wrinkles her nose, saying with a hint of unwillingness: "Senior Brother!"

"The one we are dealing with this time is at least a Yang Spirit. Ning Ning Shimei, you can spar with Yin Spirit cultivators, but if you encounter a Yang Spirit True Person, we would have to waste effort taking care of you!"

Qian Chen ignores his Ning Ning Shimei's slight resentment and turns back to Xie An: "Moreover, in this Jin Ling Cave Heaven, besides the Demonic Path and the noble families, aren't the others all my 'people'?"

"Excluding both the Righteous and Demonic sides?" Xie An is puzzled: "Then who else is there?"

Qian Chen smiles slightly and casually shines the Western Kunlun Mirror light...

In the darkness where they are, a ray of light cuts through the pitch-black darkness.

Various figures all around appear because of this faint light.

A cultivator carrying a broken iron sword stands in the darkness. His hand, which has already turned into a skeleton, rests on the iron sword as if pressing down on a piece of rusted iron.

Yet, the moment Xie An sees him, he cannot help but press down on the Nine Shao Tuning Sword, and the Heavenly Sound sword qi suddenly drops and rises, as if there is infinite fighting intent...

On the stone wall in the distance, a thousand-foot dragon corpse has already rotted halfway. Its long body exposes its ribs, grabbing the rock wall beneath it like the sharp claws of a centipede with a hundred feet.

The corpse dragon's two long whiskers drift, and its lightless eyes do not reflect the slightest ghostly light. The majesty of the True Dragon is long gone!

The feathered Heavenly Man opens its wings; one half is a god, and the other half is a devil...

A headless black-armored knight, holding a head he found somewhere unknown on his spear, rides a withered and thin corpse horse.

A blood-transforming winged snake holds a dripping demonic blade in its mouth, coiling on a stone pillar and wagging its tail at Qian Chen like a puppy.

Dense jade spider weavers, surrounding a goddess who is half-human and half-spider, descend from the abyss above using a silver thread, weaving a giant demonic net in mid-air that covers a small half of the abyss.

The goddess sits in the net. She slowly looks up toward Qian Chen, her expression calm, and the crazy demonic nature in her eyes has disappeared, transforming into another kind of persistence and firmness.

The three-headed demonic dog has a fierce and blood-red gaze, and the bared fangs drip with threads of saliva, corroding small pits one after another on the ground.

The sharp-mouthed Thunder God holds a broken divine hammer.

The flying ribbons are already tattered.

Only the ghost-like Ghandarva (musician of the gods) is still singing melodiously...

The corpse spirits of the gods and the demon gods crouching within the God-Sacrificing Platform appear and disappear under that mirror light, even making Xie An mistakenly think that they are all scenes conjured by the Western Kunlun Mirror.

The gazes of these fierce spirits and demon gods all look at them, or rather, they are all cast upon Qian Chen.

The voice of the spider woman Luo Shi echoes in this quiet darkness: "The God Lord says you will help him repay the debt from ten thousand years ago!"

Qian Chen's face twitches. What is Zhu Jiuyin promising blindly here? The demonic tribulation ten thousand years ago was clearly something he caused himself; why should he be the one to repay the debt...

Luo Shi kneels on the ground and bows her head: "If you can bring them back, I am willing to work for you like a dog or a horse!"

She raises her right arm tremblingly, and on her fingertips, the corpse of a weaver lies on the jade spider.

"The lament of ten thousand years ago will sound again today. Please be sure to do what Ancestor Zhu Long promised us!"

The feathered Heavenly Man speaks slowly. It speaks a language of an alien race, with a strange tone, yet it makes people understand it involuntarily. This is the language of the human race of the Western Kunlun Continent. This feathered Heavenly Man was actually an alien Heavenly Man who only merged into the Central Lands during the Immortal Qin period.

On the bone wings belonging to the devil, which the feathered Heavenly Man has opened, corpses are hanging.

On the backs of those young skeletons, there are traces of degenerated wings!

"We have no other requests!" The Thunder God's voice is low, echoing here like muffled thunder: "We only wish for the Divine Court to flourish again! We only wish for our Lord to be reborn!"

The cultivator with the iron sword on his back says in a low, ghostly voice: "I did not come for the false god; it is the Great Fangshi who recognizes you!"

The headless knight slowly raises a banner, on which is written—"Meng"!

Dozens of armored warrior figurines gather under this banner, and several tattered battle flags are raised—"Wang," "Li," and the Black Bird flag.

And the black ground, with long ribbons—"Qin"!

A vast battle song seems to come from a thousand years ago, echoing under those flags—"Majestic Immortal Qin, fighting to the death without end!"

These dense fierce spirits and corpses give Ning Ning Shimei Si a fright. Xie An's lips move twice, but in the end, he does not speak.

Qian Chen hears these people talking nonsense, saying things like "Ancestor Zhu Long" and "Great Fangshi," and can only laugh dryly twice, forcibly explaining: "Actually, Demon Lord Ancestor Zhu Long also intends to break free from the Nine Heavens and be reborn. So, besides the Queen Mother of the West, this Demon Lord also has some cooperation with us!"

Xie Anshi is speechless and can only say with difficulty: "Fellow Daoist Li Er is truly... far-sighted!"

He wipes the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, and in his heart, he even feels a hint of sympathy for the Demonic Path. Sure enough, besides the Demonic Path, everyone here is on his side! Even the Demonic Path's biggest backer has been won over by this person! Li Er... no, Master Tao Hongjing is truly a terrifying existence.

It is rumored that this Zhang Tian Shi even wanted to clarify the status of the gods of the world and the Daoist Sect's inheritance, and refine a spiritual treasure, the "True Spirit Industry Point Array Map," to sort out the Daoist Sects and gods of the world!

Such a terrifying and awe-inspiring idea almost incited a civil war within the entire Daoist Sect!

It even required the other two Heavenly Masters to join forces and force their way to his door, and summon three Heavenly Gods from the higher realm, before he gave up this idea.

Qian Chen scans these ancient fierce spirits one by one and says calmly: "The debt Ancestor Zhu Long owes, of course, he must repay it himself!" Luo Shi bows her head deeply, but then hears Qian Chen's tone change: "However, the day of the Luo Heaven's re-illumination is not far off. Everything you seek will be reborn in the Luo Heaven, and everything from ten thousand years ago can be salvaged!"

"In that case!"

Luo Shi bows gracefully, and countless weaver jade spiders gather toward her behind her. Silver threads weave into a world, and countless arrays are spun by the jade spiders, finally gathering into a giant net—a formation with hidden killing intent.

"This concubine is willing to serve you!"

The Western Kunlun Mirror's brilliance falls, and those countless fierce spirits vanish into the darkness again.

Si Princess Qingcheng looks at the deep darkness before her, feeling as if countless eyes are peeking from the darkness, and she has a tingling sensation on her body. She unconsciously grabs Qian Chen's sleeve, but Qian Chen casually stuffs the Western Kunlun Mirror to her.

Leaving his Ning Ning Shimei to take the bronze mirror in a flurry, Qian Chen looks toward the direction of the God-Sacrificing Platform and smiles slightly: "Then let's go! Don't keep them waiting too long!"

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When the three of them appear before the God-Sacrificing Platform, they are horrified. On the God-Sacrificing Platform, the remaining Demonic Path disciples are stationed on all four sides. Those Demonic Path disciples, who are at least at the Core Formation stage, each surround a Yang Spirit old demon, forming mysterious and strange formations.

East, south, west, and north of the God-Sacrificing Platform are four-faced evil Buddhas sitting in bone temples, each with four faces showing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

A stream of countless blood shadows shuttles through the surging blood river. The blurred blood shadows are wrapped in a fierce aura, and beneath the blood river, there seem to be endless corpses.

Dozens of chains burning with demonic fire are intertwined, supporting a black sun.

And there is a coffin that seems to be frozen in ice, inside which one can faintly see a corpse emitting a terrifying aura!

These four demonic arrays are presided over by Yang Spirit demonic cultivators, and are set up by the elite seeds and true disciples of the Demonic Path leading a crowd of demon lords, gods, demons, wicked ghosts, and corpse refiners. The aura is deep and profound, guarding the God-Sacrificing Platform tightly, not inferior to the mountain-guarding arrays of the major immortal sects!

It is definitely not something that can be broken in a moment.

Xie An prides himself that even if he summoned the two spiritual treasures hidden on Wang Longxiang and Xie Lingyun and attacked with all his might, he would not be able to break these four mutually echoing formations by even a fraction in ten days or half a month.

"These four demonic arrays are strictly guarded inside; how are we going to break in!"

Xie An subconsciously looks at Qian Chen, but Qian Chen beckons to someone peeking at this place from the ruins beside the God-Sacrificing Platform: "Over here! Little Ji!"

Hearing the sound transmission, Ji Zhen is startled. Only after noticing the guidance of the spiritual sense does he escape to Qian Chen's location with invisible sword light. Seeing Qian Chen, he first widens his eyes and then cannot help but ask: "Didn't you break into the stone platform? When did you come out!"

"That's not important. Come! Meet your old superior!" Qian Chen greets enthusiastically.

Seeing Xie An, Ji Zhen hurriedly bows and salutes: "Master Xie!"

Xie An raises his hand slightly, signaling that now is not the time to say so much. He peeks at the four demonic arrays for a few more moments, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper, and says in horror: "The General General Xuehe Residual Shadow Reincarnation Tribulation of the Blood Sea Path, the Heavenly Buddha's Wrath Slaughtering the Four Directions of the Heart Buddha Sect, the Ten Absolute Great Sun Lingering over the World of the Nine Heavens Path, and the Cold Ice Coffin Burying the Demon Body of the Corpse-Driving Sect... Even if these are just one variation of the mountain-guarding arrays of their respective sects, it is definitely not something I can break alone..."

"Even if my noble family attacked with all our might, as long as the Primordial Spirit does not appear, it would be no problem for the Demonic Path to hold for ten or eight years!"

Ji Zhen nods: "These four great arrays are all presided over by Yang Spirit demonic cultivators. Under their presiding, although I left one or two backups in the Demonic Path, I have no way to disrupt the arrays!"

He hesitates for a moment before saying: "If I hide in the Demonic Path, I might have one chance to take action!"

Qian Chen raises his hand: "No matter. Although your Hundred-Step Flying Sword has a chance to assassinate a Yang Spirit, taking action would at most disrupt the formation for a moment. With the four formations cooperating, it is difficult to grasp such an opportunity. And once you take action, you will almost certainly die. It's not worth it just for these four demonic arrays!"

"These four formations cannot stop me at all!"

Qian Chen is wondering whether to ask Zhu Jiuyin to take action now and open the path to the Seven Star Lamp Sacrifice.

But after calculating the time, there are still a few hours until the blood sacrifice is launched. Taking action now would allow the Demonic Path to withdraw the arrays for reinforcements, which is not the best time. Moreover, these demon lords forming a great array is just convenient for him to use them to refine pills...