Chapter 533

Li Li Qinghong rode the lightning and fell into the cave dwelling. She performed hand seals and cast spells to cover the bloodstains on her back. She still had sixty percent of her magic power within her body, so she swallowed a few elixirs to suppress her wounds. The "Changkong Longkong Weique" within her body was still operating silently, and her injuries were suppressed, so it was not dangerous. The demonic energy that had invaded from the wounds would require ordinary cultivators to urgently go into seclusion to suppress, but her lightning magic power neutralized it in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

After two elixirs entered her abdomen, Li Li Qinghong's complexion slightly regained some color.

Helian Changguang should be a direct disciple of a demonic sect; his demonic arts and spells were much more brilliant, and he had one magic treasure after another. Her cultivation base was a notch higher than the two, and she was a lightning cultivator, which was why she could suppress them.

She gauged the approximate strength of the two at a glance and also took note of their several magic treasures. However, the escape spells of demonic cultivators were very difficult to deal with. Although Li Li Qinghong could easily suppress the two and fight them, with Helian Changguang by her side, he would withdraw as soon as he saw things were not going well, and it would likely be difficult to kill them completely.

Li Li Qinghong's mind was also clever. From the moment she started fighting this couple, she never used her true strength, secretly holding back two parts of her power to make the two relax their vigilance. When she suddenly erupted, she struck Liu Liu Qiao into ashes in one breath, then turned back to deal with Helian Changguang, almost killing this direct descendant of the demonic sect as well.

"It's just that Helian Changguang actually has some tricks, and he even caused me to be injured..."

She frowned slightly and rubbed her forehead. The magic power in her body was still surging unceasingly and was very restless. Purple light flickered vaguely on her cheeks and shoulders, emitting faint, crisp sounds.

In the past, Li Li Yuanjiao had always kept an eye on things at home, and Li Li Qinghong had rarely been injured. This was almost the first time in decades that she had reached such a state. With the "Changkong Longkong Weique" operating, her combat power increased by twenty percent.

Therefore, in the final fight with Helian Changguang, she went all out. Coupled with the blessing of the "Changkong Longkong Weique," she thrust her spear with great power, and in a few moves, she stunned Helian Changguang, who made a prompt decision to flee. If not for this, he himself would have remained here...

Just as she was thinking, Li Li Minggong walked up quickly, bowed, and said respectfully:

"Congratulations..."

Li Li Qinghong just waved her hand to interrupt and said in a low voice:

"Listen closely."

She took a purple jade pendant from her bosom and handed it to Li Li Minggong: "Although the demonic cultivators have been beaten back here, I do not know how the other places are faring. I still need to go and take a look. This jade pendant is effective for three days. If any demonic cultivators attack, crush it, and I will rush over."

Li Li Qinghong was still not at ease and exhorted: "Just tell the people below that I am healing in the cave dwelling. Do not let this matter be known, for fear that people's hearts will be shaken and the news will leak."

"Li Minggong understands."

Li Li Minggong nodded in agreement, then said with difficulty: "But Aunt's injuries have not yet been treated, and you are going to reinforce other places..."

"It is of no great consequence."

Li Li Qinghong used elixirs to suppress her injuries and only felt a slight tightness in her chest. She smiled and said: "I am at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. The two are one at the mid-stage and one at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. What can they do to me?"

"Li Li Wushao's strength is somewhat inferior, and I do not know if he can hold his ground. I must go and take a look. I cannot let that place fall and sacrifice the lives of him, Li Wen, and An Siming."

Li Li Minggong was suddenly speechless and only said respectfully and tactfully:

"Li Minggong's cultivation is shallow and I cannot see very clearly, but I only hope Aunt will prioritize preserving herself."

"Rest assured."

She let Li Li Minggong keep watch, rode the lightning out of the formation herself, and in the distant northern sky, countless rays of light actually rose up. Dazzling golden light and red flames gushed out and swept over.

The black clouds in the sky were forcefully blown apart for six breaths before slowly closing again. Li Li Qinghong looked carefully; in the direction of the Mount Bianyan Mountains, water and fire descended together, and gold and wood leaped. It was likely that several Foundation Establishment cultivators had fallen at the same time.

She was closer to the Mount Bianyan Mountains here and could vaguely see a hazy expanse of blood mist in the mountain forest to the west, as if blood-red raindrops were falling and drifting down.

"The Mount Bianyan Mountains have also been attacked... Uncle and Li Xizhi might both be there..."

She looked on with trepidation and, confirming that there was no brilliant golden rain in this strange phenomenon, comforted herself a few times and flew eastward for another quarter of an hour. There were constant rumblings at the pass, and a giant snake was weaving through the air. There were actually five figures fighting together.

Two of them were Mount Qingchi cultivators, each fighting a demonic cultivator. Li Li Wushao had already transformed into his original form, which was a deep black giant snake. The two hooks on its tail whistled in the air, constantly resisting the golden light released by the Buddhist cultivator in front of it.

"There are also Buddhist cultivators!"

Li Li Qinghong arrived a bit late, and the battle was already at a stalemate. Her side was being beaten back, almost shrinking into the formation. Li Li Wushao was covered in golden seals and hissed in pain repeatedly.

She tucked her black hair behind her ears, approached with her spear, and chose to reinforce her own cultivators without hesitation. She had only flown a few miles forward when she suddenly frowned.

"Master Kongheng has also come..."

Li Li Qinghong suddenly had a different idea in her heart and disappeared while concealing her figure.

Li Li Wushao was indeed in a miserable state, being pressed and beaten by this Buddhist cultivator. His body was covered in golden palm prints, hissing and emitting black smoke. Whenever the opponent used one part of magic power, he had to use two parts to neutralize it.

This kind-faced old man was a Dharma master of the "Dayu Xiang." When he arrived, he was amiable and called himself Dharma Master Yuxin. The first time he saw Li Li Wushao, he even praised his form for being good-looking.

Li Li Wushao did not dare to believe his words at all. He only felt that apart from Master Kongheng, all Dharma masters were crazy in the head. He never wanted to face them on ordinary days, but at the moment, there was no other way, and he could only bite the bullet.

Yuxin was unarmed and smiling on the surface, but his hands were not weak at all. He fought all the way here, and with a golden palm, he almost took half of Li Li Wushao's life! His sinister snake eyes were already full of hatred.

"If it weren't for receiving the 'Liuyan Peiming Shufa' twice... the spiritual objects Li Xijun used were especially powerful, allowing me to refine my body... I would probably have already fallen into the hands of this old thing..."

Li Li Wushao did not have time to rejoice before this kind-faced old man looked at him with a smile, moved his lips, and began to chant with a buzzing sound.

"You!"

Li Li Wushao suddenly felt as if mountain stones were shattering in his heart. As thoughts stirred, various illusions appeared before him. He hurriedly flicked his snake tongue and secretly thought: "Master Kongheng was right back then. These fellows know some kind of 'Zunxiu Fuzhe Yan.' They really like to stir my demonic heart. I must thank him when I go back!"

He also flicked his tongue and chanted a series of incantations to slowly stabilize his mind. The kind-faced expression Yuxin had maintained from beginning to end finally changed, and he said in horror: "Beishizun Dao?! Little snake, who taught you this!"

Seeing his loss of composure, Li Li Wushao felt great pleasure in his heart. He hissed and flicked his tongue, cursing: "Your father taught your grandfather!"

After he finished cursing, Yuxin's expression changed slightly, and he said softly: "Unruly beast... your tongue is disrespectful! Wait until I capture you..."

Yuxin seemed to have become truly angry. Golden light rose from his body, and he pushed his palm forward, transforming it into a large golden seal that covered Li Li Wushao. This terrified him so much that all the scales on his body stood up, and he realized that this monk had not used his true skills before.

"Damn it..."

Li Li Wushao wanted to curse him more, but after cursing, he hurriedly dodged backward. His figure quickly became smaller, and he nimbly drilled downward. Who would have thought that the seal would also shrink accordingly, covering him like a shadow.

"Clang..."

A crisp sound rang out in the air. Li Li Wushao cursed loudly, but he did not feel any pain fall upon him. He hurriedly looked back and saw a narrow-eyed monk holding a bronze Zen staff, blocking it with a calm expression.

"Master Kongheng!"

Li Li Wushao was stunned and realized that Master Kongheng had solved the demonic cultivator guarding that place and had rushed over to reinforce them. He immediately shouted: "Yuxin! Your father has arrived!"

Master Kongheng glanced at him with a smile on his face and apologized. The Yuxin before him gradually became serious and said solemnly: "So it is a fellow Daoist of the ancient cultivation... Yuxin greets the Elder."

"I am not worthy of being called an Elder. I am Master Kongheng, and I greet the Dayu cultivator."

Yuxin was a Dharma master of the "Dayu Xiang." At this moment, his eyes were bright, and he said: "Meeting is fate. Yuxin only hopes to be able to debate the scriptures carefully with the Elder to fulfill my Buddhist law..."

Master Kongheng said warmly: "This little monk is not good at debating scriptures, so let's forget it."

Master Kongheng had also seen Dharma masters of the "Dayu Xiang." This type of cultivation cultivates a single thought in the heart—'my desire is myself.' He truly was not confident that he could win a debate against this old monk, so he did not dare to say much more to him, picked up his Zen staff, and smashed it down over his head.

The two immediately fought together in the air, fighting with flashing golden light. Li Li Wushao understood the situation and only went to help the two Mount Qingchi cultivators.

Demonic cultivators were all cautious and self-interested. As soon as the two saw this, they put on a show of intimidation and immediately transformed into black smoke. The life-saving ability of demonic cultivators was far superior to that of immortal cultivators. Even though they were besieged by the three, they each transformed into black smoke and flew away. The place was empty, and not even a single magic treasure was left behind.

Li Li Wushao looked back and saw the two, Master Kongheng and Yuxin, each performing spells and chanting scriptures, hitting the sky with golden flowers that fell one after another, with various fragrant scents filling the air.

His snake eyes narrowed slightly. He could still see yellow smoke rolling in the sand at his feet. Several jackals were squatting quietly on the ground, not even eating the carrion thrown aside, only listening with their ears pricked.

The two and the demon looked at each other and simultaneously rode the wind to surround them. Yuxin was not stupid and had long been paying attention. He took his leave: "It was a pleasure to meet you today. If there is time, I will come to find the Elder again..."

His voice was hollow, echoing over the yellow sand. The spell he had secretly prepared for a long time was unleashed, and his figure transformed into golden petals that fell, appearing several miles away in an instant, making a gesture to leave.

They had fought for a full hour, and Li Li Wushao and the others were almost all injured. They had not even managed to get a single Foundation Establishment storage bag, so how could they be willing to stop? They all rode the wind to pursue him.

Yuxin changed his form, flying faster and faster, and was secretly nodding:

"Good Master Kongheng. If I could converse with him, my cultivation should improve. As for this group of idiots... if they pursue further, I will make them lose their lives!"

He plucked his long white eyebrows and was feeling proud in his heart, but his expression slowly faded. Yuxin's spiritual sense stirred, and he gritted his teeth: "Which fellow Daoist is it!"

Before him appeared a figure in white clothes with purple electricity, forcefully blocking his path. With a long spear pointed straight ahead, the female cultivator said coldly:

"Where is the Dharma master going?"

Yuxin glanced at her brows and eyes, and his heart pounded. He looked a few more times and said:

"A lightning cultivator..."

Before he could react, Li Li Qinghong before him did not stand on ceremony at all. Although she had asked a question, her lightning spear had already thrust straight over. Yuxin waved his palm to receive it, appearing quite unimpressed: "My 'Dayu Xiang' is different from demonic cultivators; I am not very afraid of your lightning..."

Who would have thought that as the sound of thunder roared, a large patch of bright white sparks burst from Yuxin's palm. He cried out in pain and retracted his hand like lightning. Looking closely, his palm was already charred black.

He immediately became solemn, the golden light on his body brightened again, and his expression became heavy. The Mount Qingchi cultivators behind him and Master Kongheng had already caught up.

"Bad."

The starlight over Wangyue Lake was bright and beautiful. Li Li Zhouwei landed on Mount Qingdu Peak.

The family home had become much emptier, and Mount Qingdu Peak appeared even more desolate. He walked up a few steps, and in the hall, only the old man Li Li Xuanxuan was sitting.

The Li family had dispatched many people. Li Li Xuanxuan came out of the cave dwelling and only realized that the family was more than half empty. He rushed to ask Li Li Xijun. It was only when the old man arrived at the hall that he learned Li Li Xijun had already gone out to patrol the lake.

At this moment, he was holding the list in his hand, looking at it with a frown. His old hand stretched out a finger, crossing out the names one by one, calculating which lineage they belonged to and who their ancestors were.

Li Li Zhouwei entered from the hall. When he saw this precious heir, the wrinkles on his face finally relaxed. Checking with his spiritual sense: "Fourth level of Qi Refining... Good..."

He pointed a finger at the list and only said:

"This... did your father decide this? Why didn't you tell me about such a big matter? Why was Li Yuexiang sent out!"

"It was an order from Mount Qingdu."

Li Li Zhouwei's shoulders were broad and thick. He sat heavily on his seat and responded. Li Li Xuanxuan only said: "Li Xijun, that child..."

Li Li Zhouwei understood in his heart that letting Li Li Xuanxuan intervene in this matter would probably just add another headache. The old man, however, said:

"You one or two, none of you cherish your own brothers and sisters..."

Li Li Zhouwei listened silently as he grumbled for a while. Li Li Xuanxuan suddenly remembered and said:

"The East Sea is so chaotic, why not have Uncle Cheng return?"

Li Li Zhouwei agreed and remained silent. Li Li Xuanxuan held his breath for a moment, exhaled, and asked: "Why are those Ning family people conscripting my family's manpower like this? I heard the Mount Qingchi Sect only said fifty percent, but he says whatever he wants... If I were there, I would give him a piece of my mind!"

Li Li Zhouwei bowed and replied:

"Mount Qingchi cannot be trusted. I only heard that Uncle Li Xijun received the 'Mingshuang Songling,' and his cultivation is getting higher and higher. From now on, he will not be angry. It is enough to see clearly in terms of interests."

Li Li Xuanxuan was stunned for a moment, sipped his tea, and sighed repeatedly. Then he saw a middle-aged man hurrying up from below. He had a broad appearance, carried a long spear on his back, and had a cultivation base of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

This person was An Siwei, the son of An Jiyan. His younger brother An Siming had gone to the north, and he remained to follow Li Li Xijun. At this moment, he hurriedly bowed, his usually calm face full of excitement: "My lord! There is news from the Xu Kingdom!"

Li Li Xuanxuan hurriedly stood up from his seat, his old face very uneasy. He even forgot to put his teacup back on the table and hurriedly said: "Speak! Wait... where is Li Xijun!"

"He captured several demonic cultivators heading south and is currently interrogating them on the lake. He let me come back to report first!"

"The demonic and Buddhist paths have both headed south. The 'Dayu Xiang,' 'Cibei Dao,' and 'Kongwu Dao' have all been dispatched. The Tuoba family, the Lord Murong family, two great demonic clans, and even the Helian family of the Tifu Kingdom, the Xiang Li family... all the small clans have been dispatched. Demonic energy is rolling, and golden light fills the sky..."

An Siwei said in a deep voice: "The Lord Murong family and the 'Dayu Xiang' Foundation Establishment cultivators were ambushed halfway and intercepted by cultivators from the Jin Yu Sect. Li Li Xuanfeng of Mount Qingchi led the crowd out of the pass and simultaneously intercepted the reinforcements, inflicting a crushing defeat on the northern cultivators..."

"My lord held his bow and shot and killed Lord Murong Wu of the Lord Murong family's 'Moxuan Jia' and the Buddhist Elder Yu Gan within a quarter of an hour... beating that Lord Murong Wu until his spirit and form were destroyed, while Yu Gan went to reincarnation..."

"After my lord killed the two, he spat out golden blood, the string of the immortal bow snapped, and the spirit beast of the Dayu Xiang took the opportunity to approach and pounce. My lord sneered and held it, then tore it apart alive... transforming it into a sky full of blood rain... terrifying twenty-one high-level Buddhist and demonic cultivators into holding their breath simultaneously..."

"I heard that they paused for a full six breaths... and even after the blood rain had fallen completely, no one dared to speak..."

An Siwei finished in one breath and said both happily and fearfully: "Now... now the whole Xu Kingdom knows about the immortal bow of the Mount Bianyan Mountains!"