Chapter 534

Li Li Xuanxuan was stunned, his hand trembling as he pinched his white beard. He was still somewhat incredulous and asked:

"Who? Li Xuanfeng?!" "It is indeed my lord!"

An Siwei bowed and replied: "Reporting to the Elder, it is absolutely true!"

"Oh my... haha!"

Li Li Xuanxuan laughed, sat back in the main seat, and stroked his jade cup. He was incredulous and said both happily and worriedly:

"So... Li Xuanfeng has already reached this stage! I could not see the situation clearly and actually underestimated him..."

He sipped his tea, nodded, and smiled: "Good! Beating Lord Murong Wu until his spirit and form were destroyed... Good! Beating the Buddhist cultivator into reincarnation. My younger brother is naturally a first-class figure; it is only right that they should be terrified and at a loss."

The old man put down his cup and secretly pondered:

"Spitting golden blood... I don't know if his injuries are serious..."

Only then did he look at Li Li Zhouwei, who was standing to the side holding a halberd. The child was nodding, his eyes bright and piercing, and his hand gripping the iron halberd was tight, as if he wished he could start a massacre.

Seeing Li Li Xuanxuan look over, Li Li Zhouwei lowered his brows slightly and replied: "My lord's momentum is very fierce, and there is support within the pass, so he will certainly be fine."

Li Li Xuanxuan nodded and finally saw a person land before the hall. He was dressed in white, with a sword at his waist, looking both happy and worried.

"Jun'er."

Li Li Xijun bowed respectfully and then said: "Having learned from the previous lesson, I did not dare to bring people back. I just interrogated them on the lake, let Siwei come back to report first, and I will go and finish dealing with them."

Li Li Xuanxuan nodded silently and said with some hope: "Did you hear any news? Is there any from Li Qinghong or Li Xizhi?"

Li Li Xijun shook his head, a look of worry appearing on his face. He said softly: "It is indeed a great victory for the main force in that place. According to what those few cultivators heading south said, the Buddhist and demonic paths have the upper hand in other places. Many passes have been broken through, and demonic cultivators have headed south..."

"These passes have been plundered, mainly because one place near the Saline Lake was broken through by the Tuoba family. Most Buddhist cultivators did not dare to go deep and retreated, but many demonic cultivators took advantage of the situation and went south, walking along the Great River either to the east or to the west..."

Li Li Xuanxuan paused and muttered: "To the east is a wilderness, and downstream is the Xuanyue Gate. To the west is the Xiao family, and only by going upstream would they reach our home... It is not considered too dangerous yet."

Li Li Xijun nodded gently, his voice somewhat low, and replied: "This is only the situation in the north. On the way, I also saw people from several families... The south is also no longer stable."

He found a seat on the side, nodded gently toward Li Li Zhouwei, and then said: "The struggle between the 'Xiukui Dao' and 'Chijiao Island' is becoming increasingly intense. The 'Senior Chang Xiao Gate' has been invaded by the 'Henzhu Dao,' entering hundreds of miles... It is said that the Jin Yu Sect even sent people to mediate, but there was no result..."

"This is just one thing. I heard that there is also turmoil in the Wu Kingdom. The Jin Yu Sect was attacked, and the area of large and small sects in the Wu Kingdom is even more chaotic. Four Foundation Establishment cultivators fell in three days."

"As for the East Sea, dark clouds are heavy, and communication with the island has been cut off..."

Li Li Xuanxuan nodded silently and replied:

"I am also worried about this matter... Cheng still does not know the news of Li Xicheng's death..."

Yanshan Pass.

Master Kongheng held the bronze Zen staff and restrained Yuxin in the air, making his golden palm shrink and change color slightly. He said in a condensed voice:

"You!"

But before he could say more, the lightning from behind struck again. The lightning released by the lightning-cultivating woman was immensely powerful, leaving his Dharma body charred black in patches. His magic power was consumed greatly, and he had a splitting headache.

But just as he managed to use his magic power to neutralize the incoming lightning, that hook-snake actually acted like a dog relying on its master's power, laughing in the air while emitting black smoke, and gushed out a bead mixed with cold snow from its mouth, whipping up a howling wind.

This cold wind blew past. Although it could not cause any damage to his Dharma body, it made his spiritual sense hazy and caused much inconvenience in his movements, like an annoying fly.

Fortunately, this demon snake did not approach to attack and kept shrinking in the back to blow wind. The two Mount Qingchi cultivators were also afraid of being injured and only occasionally fired cold arrows from behind, allowing his pressure to ease slightly.

"If it weren't for the fact that their hearts are not united... I would have already lost this body..."

He became increasingly anxious and had to say: "Elder Master Kongheng! You and I are both of the great Buddhist Dharma, orthodox cultivators of the Golden Lotus... Why help this side-path of the Purple Mansion Jin Dan?"

Master Kongheng just shook his head silently, his strength not slackening in the slightest. He said warmly:

"That is incorrect. All paths in the world have their own ways upward. As long as one cultivates diligently... one can eventually attain gold. How can there be any orthodox or side-path..."

Master Kongheng said while beating his Dharma body until it had cracks, his voice gentle: "It is just that your seven paths... have already deviated from the World-Honored One's intent... Every path thinks it is the orthodox path... and that others are side-path minor ways. That is entering the mental barrier of self-delusion!"

He spoke of other things, making Yuxin increasingly anxious. He only said:

"The fellow Daoists cannot kill me anyway... Why make things difficult for this Dharma body that I obtained through bitter cultivation? I will just hand over the things on my body to the fellow Daoists. How about you raise your hands high and let this body of mine return?"

His expression finally turned ugly, and he said coldly: "If the fellow Daoists are unwilling, I will destroy this body... Anyway, I have to discard it sooner or later! I will let you all suffer an injury as well!"

When he said this, the Li family members remained expressionless, but the two Mount Qingchi Foundation Establishment cultivators hesitated. The two looked at each other, and their spells stopped. One of them said:

"Fellow Daoist Li Qinghong..."

Li Li Qinghong frowned, feeling somewhat helpless. She pretended not to hear and ignored him for a time, but she did not want this person to ride the wind up and ask two questions, which hindered her. Li Li Qinghong looked at him, and saw the Mount Qingchi cultivator say with a bitter face:

"... It would be better to comply with him..."

These two did not want to take the risk of being injured, nor did they want to offend a Dharma master who could not be completely eliminated too severely. However, they were unwilling to retreat empty-handed, so they had to say with thick skin:

"Fellow Daoist Li Qinghong... we are not from a noble family like you, and we came here after being conscripted... We only hope to preserve our lives and scrape together some wealth! It would be better to... comply with his wishes..."

The two were cultivators who had surrendered to Mount Qingchi from the sea and could be considered guest ministers, so their thoughts were naturally different. Li Li Qinghong finally stopped her hand and sighed:

"Then the fellow Daoist can go up and discuss it carefully with him..."

Li Li Qinghong had to consider the thoughts of the two. After all, her family still had several younger cultivators assigned to serve under these two, and they had been quite well taken care of previously. If the two had any evil intentions, it would be very easy for them to die in battle.

The two were overjoyed and immediately went up to talk with Yuxin. Yuxin preserved this body, which was equivalent to saving fifty or sixty years of cultivation, and was even more overjoyed. The three of them sat down to talk as if they were friends.

After dozens of breaths, Yuxin took out many spiritual objects from his sleeves, emptied both sleeves, and took off the magic robe on his body. Then he took advantage of the two not paying attention and rode the wind away.

The two returned fully loaded and let him leave, taking the items and smiling: "Fellow Daoist Li Qinghong..."

Li Li Qinghong took a look. They were indeed things of great value, but it was difficult for them to truly move her. She was secretly afraid that if she accepted them, there would be some hidden agenda that would lead to disaster, so she only said warmly:

"The two fellow Daoists should keep them well."

"This..."

The two were suddenly embarrassed, feeling that what they held in their hands was hot. Li Li Qinghong smiled slightly and said softly: "Several juniors are still under the command of the two fellow Daoists... I hope you will take care of them."

"Easy to say! Easy to say!"

The two suddenly understood, laughed, and accepted them with peace of mind. They rode the wind back together. Only then did Master Kongheng show a look of shame on his face and say softly:

"Li Qinghong... I failed to look after the juniors..."

Li Li Qinghong's heart sank, and she asked:

"Who is it? What happened!"

Master Kongheng shook his head and said shamefully: "My location was in a low-lying area and was attacked much earlier. As early as this morning, demonic cultivators appeared..."

"I went out of the formation with the fellow Daoists there to meet the enemy, fought for a full two hours, and tried my best to support it, but the great formation at our feet had long been broken... The cultivators were all mixed together... and it was impossible to distinguish..."

"Later, cultivators from the left and right rushed over, repelled the demonic cultivators, and set up the formation on the city wall again... We counted the number of people... everyone was injured, and even a Foundation Establishment cultivator fell."

He said in a low voice:

"Three people from the family died. I have recorded the list. Li Zu, who was in the late stage of Qi Refining, was lost... I hurriedly collected his remains and rushed over to support."

Li Li Qinghong pursed her lips upon hearing this and only said:

"Is the body still complete?"

"Only the head remains... his younger brother cried until he fainted..."

Li Li Qinghong only said: "I will go with you to take a look."

The Li Zu brothers were also among the first children to cultivate on Mount Qingdu Peak. They cultivated very quickly, and Li Zu was even faster than his younger brother. Li Li Qinghong had not seen them many times; she had only seen them more often when Li Li Xijun was there.

She followed him and rode the wind back. Soon, she saw Zhao Zhao Tinggui, who had rushed over, on the city wall. He was followed by a group of Ning family cultivators, also rushing toward the east.

This man no longer had his previous composure. He was travel-worn, blood dripped from his sword, and his expression was solemn. He happened to bump into Li Li Qinghong. Smooth as he was, he could only squeeze out a smile at this moment: "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Li Qinghong... Thanks to your family's 'Wanling Flower,' my junior brother preserved his life."

Li Li Qinghong knew that besides the Wanling Flower, he must have had many other life-saving things in his hands, but he was just trying to curry favor. She responded gently and replied: "A junior of my family in the late stage of Qi Refining has fallen, and I am going to collect his remains."

This left Zhao Zhao Tinggui speechless. He sighed and wiped his sword, only saying:

"My condolences, Fellow Daoist!"

Li Li Qinghong soon inquired and only asked: "How is it at the pass?"

"Not optimistic..."

Mentioning this matter, Zhao Zhao Tinggui's expression became much gloomier, revealing the anger hidden deep in his heart. He said coldly: "The Foundation Establishment guest ministers conscripted from the East Sea are fine... but several Daoists who grew up in Mount Qingchi actually believed the words of demonic cultivators! Seeing that they couldn't beat the opponent, they actually handed over a few people to the demonic cultivators! Wanting to settle things and stop the trouble..."

"Ridiculous! It caused the Qi Refining cultivators in the formation to lose heart, and they were so frightened that they almost fled for their lives... and there were even people who were attacked when opening the formation and almost lost their lives!"

Zhao Zhao Tinggui's expression was very ugly, and he said coldly:

"There were also people who saw demonic cultivators... it would have been enough to repel them... but they had to be greedy... and pursued them for a hundred miles! They only retreated after hesitating, and the great formation had already been broken... How can there be such logic!"

Li Li Qinghong only comforted him: "Jiangnan cultivators were born in the world within the sea, and all sects speak of logic. Being confused in times of crisis and being deceived is a matter of course, and naturally, they cannot be compared to the demonic cultivators of the East Sea and the north... They will get used to it after a long time."

Zhao Zhao Tinggui nodded, a touch of envy appearing, and only sighed:

"Li Qinghong, I wonder if you have received the news? Your lord has long since made the demonic cultivators tremble with fear!"

Mount Bianyan Mountains.

White clouds and mist swirled, damp and sticky, condensing on the silver armor and transforming into bright, glittering reflections.

This armor was silver-gray, with intricate and beautiful patterns. Several dragon beasts were carved on it, baring fangs and brandishing claws, as if they were about to come alive at any moment, shooting out cold light. The armor was heavy in his hand, and Li Li Xuanfeng stood quietly in the clouds.

Sticky blood slid along the edge of the silver armor. A moment ago, it had condensed into a small snake, trying to restore its form, but a moment later, it was struck by the intent of the arrow and dissipated.

The demonic and Buddhist cultivators in the black clouds all stopped and stared at him blankly.

Lord Murong Wu's strength was indeed formidable. Among the Foundation Establishment cultivators Li Li Xuanfeng had killed, he ranked high. Compared to Situ Chen of the Tongjin Gate, he was much more formidable and was a difficult opponent.

When this young demonic cultivator landed before him in armor, his demonic flames were truly towering, his silver armor shone brilliantly, and the saber in his hand burned with fierce magic fire. He even laughed: "Mount Qingchi fed all its precious medicine to Chi Wei, and sent out something that looks this old."

"This kid is too careless."

Li Li Xuanfeng remained expressionless. When he made his move, he did not give him a chance, forcefully shooting him to death. The unknown Buddhist Elder who came to help was also shot through the crown of his head by Li Li Xuanfeng with five arrows.

Lord Murong Wu was furious, but he had long since fallen into the rhythm of Li Li Xuanfeng's hunt. How could he just leave? In the end, he had to admit that he had failed and abandoned this body.

Everyone was waiting for him to be reborn from the demonic cultivator formation, but they only waited for the black water liquid in the sky to fall. Only then were they horrified to realize that Lord Murong Wu had truly fallen.

"The kid was negligent and fell into my arrow intent. His spirit and flesh were destroyed together. How could he still have a chance of survival?"

He killed one Buddhist and one demon, and then tore a spirit beast apart by hand. He did not say a single boastful word, stood holding the broken-stringed golden bow, said nothing, and watched quietly.

Li Li Xuanfeng's eyes swept over, leaving the cultivators in a dilemma. The fighting in the air was half-hearted, and no one wanted to fall into his hands. The battle situation became strangely tense.

The dozen or so fights in the sky all became weak. Li Li Xuanfeng had originally brought seventeen Foundation Establishment cultivators out of the formation to intercept the enemy's reinforcements, all of whom were inferior to the demonic and Buddhist cultivators opposite them, but at this moment, they were fighting to a draw.

The remaining demonic cultivators who had freed their hands also hid in the clouds, hesitating to move forward, wondering whether to leave.

"They should be retreating."

Li Li Xuanfeng narrowed his eyes, but he saw clearly. Even though his bowstring was broken at this moment and he had suffered not-insignificant injuries, he still stood steadily on the clouds: "The Buddhist Elder who came to save him earlier deliberately held back some power. He took five of my arrows in succession and actually abandoned his body to be reborn so easily... He deliberately wanted to harm Lord Murong Wu!"

Ning Ning Heyuan behind him had already solved his opponent. It was also his first time seeing his brother-in-law make a move, and he could not hide the shock on his face. He hurriedly stood by his side and said in a low voice:

"Brother-in-law... be careful of being besieged..."

The hot blood of the spirit beast that looked like a tiger or wolf was still flowing on his armor, and the corpse had already been divided by the crowd. Li Li Xuanfeng sneered and said softly: "Now that they hate and guard against each other, how can they work together to harm me? Just wait for a quarter of an hour, and they will disperse on their own."