Chapter 1181: Objects of the Demon Realm

"Is it that serious?" Chen Yu's complexion turned slightly pale.

"Kid, in the eyes of you ordinary people, there is only the life of firewood, rice, oil, and salt, or how to make money and how to possess power," Bamu grinned and said, "But in the eyes of people like us, it is not like that."

"The place we inhabit is a jianghu; you people will never understand how treacherous the jianghu is," Bamu squinted at Chen Yu and said, "Alright, remember clearly what I said, go back."

Chen Yu nodded and went back with Bamu.

Tianxin was holding a book in her hands, reading it. Her focused appearance was very captivating. When Chen Yu walked over, she smiled slightly and said, "You're here."

"Is there something you need from me?" Chen Yu asked.

"Nothing much, just inviting you over to sit for a while. I have been cultivating within the sect gate since I was young and don't know what the world of ordinary people is like, so I asked you over to ask about it," Tianxin said softly.

Chen Yu couldn't help but glance at Sanwei, and Sanwei also revealed a helpless look.

It seemed that just now Tianxin had been asking Sanwei about worldly matters, but Sanwei was a little demon and knew very little about worldly affairs, so she had no choice but to invite Chen Yu over.

"What do you want to know?" Chen Yu sat down.

"Pursuits, what are the pursuits of you ordinary people?" Sanwei asked.

"That depends on what level of person you are talking about," Chen Yu smiled, "Ordinary people work at sunrise and rest at sunset, busy all day just for three meals."

"And people at a slightly higher level strive for money and power, entering a world of deceit where they scheme against each other every day."

"Actually, the world of ordinary people is not as easy as you think. Truly happy people are only those under five years old. After five, they face the pressures of schooling, advancing in education, and establishing a family and career; one could say they toil for a lifetime," Chen Yu said.

"So the world of ordinary people is like this." Tianxin nodded thoughtfully. After a long while, she sighed slightly and said, "I thought the world of ordinary people was very rich and colorful, unlike us, who endure dull cultivation."

"Yes, life in this world is never easy," Chen Yu nodded slightly and said, "No matter what class of person, everyone has their own troubles, so there is no need for us to envy or try to blend into others' lives."

"Everyone has their own path to walk; just walk your own path well," Chen Yu said.

"En, but if there is a chance, I still want to walk around in the world of ordinary people. When that time comes, I'll find you to be my tour guide," Tianxin smiled slightly.

"Good, you are welcome anytime," Chen Yu nodded.

Just as everyone was resting, several men rushed over. These men were on foot, but their speed was extremely fast.

They were three men dressed like Daoists, each carrying an ancient sword on their back, looking travel-worn.

Moreover, Spiritual Light surged on each of them; their precious light was not revealed, and between their gestures and movements, there was a faint sense of being one with heaven and earth.

One look and it was clear they were Dharma Cultivators, but their strength was not very high. Like Tianxin and the others, they were also in the Primordial Qi Realm, only they did not have the advantage in numbers.

"Eh, Big Brother, there are people here?" One of the Daoists glanced at Tianxin and the others, then asked in surprise.

The leading Daoist was slightly older. He stepped forward a few paces and smiled slightly: "Greetings, everyone. This poor Daoist is Xuanxingzi, and my two junior brothers and I are passing through this place. I wonder if we might rest here for a while?"

"We are also passing through here; please feel free, Daoist priests," Tianxin smiled slightly.

"Many thanks." The several Daoists bowed politely and then sat down.

After they sat down and closed their eyes to rest for a moment, Xuanxingzi opened his eyes and smiled: "We are from Qingsong Temple on Wuyin Mountain. May I ask who you are?"

"Shu City, Seven Star Sect," Bamu replied indifferently, "Where are you Daoist priests heading?"

"Where are you heading?" One Daoist glanced at Bamu.

"Cloud Void Realm." Bamu did not hide it and stated their destination directly.

"En, then everyone's destination is the same. I hear that the Cloud Void Realm's gate is wide open and there are exotic treasures appearing inside. Are you all going there to get a share of the spoils?" another Daoist said.

Apart from the older Xuanxing, the remaining two Daoists had fierce and menacing expressions.

That Daoist's words made the atmosphere on the scene instantly tense.

"We have our own business to attend to by going there; it has nothing to do with you, does it?" Bamu said coldly.

"Hehe, we are people who have left the secular world," Xuanxingzi stood up with a chuckle, "We don't value worldly possessions that much, but if there are fewer people, we can divide more things, right?"

Chen Yu's heart tightened. As Xuanxingzi's voice fell, a murderous aura surged from the three Daoists. Their momentum changed abruptly in this instant, becoming cruel and ferocious.

"Attack." Tianxin's reaction was not slow. At her command, the Seven Star Sect members quickly drew their swords and struck.

Both sides immediately engaged in a chaotic battle.

In terms of numbers, Xuanxing and the others did not have the advantage, but that guy waved his right hand, and a huge banner appeared in his hand. As he shook it against the wind, the banner suddenly changed color.

On the blood-red giant banner, a demon's head was vividly depicted. He shook it against the wind and thrust the banner heavily into the ground.

For a time, sinister winds raged all around, and countless black mists rose up from the surroundings.

"It's a Soul Summoning Banner, everyone be careful, these are two evil Daoists." Tianxin grabbed with her right hand, and a long whip appeared in her hand. She flicked her right hand, and nine flashes of lightning surged from the whip.

Crack, crack, crack—electric arcs shot everywhere. A ray of light protected Chen Yu and Sanwei within it, while the rest of the people rushed forward to deal with the Soul Summoning Banner.

The three Daoists stood under the banner, their hands pressed together, constantly changing hand seals.

And that huge Soul Summoning Banner stood on the spot, with countless sinister winds surging in all directions.

The Soul Summoning Banner was an item refined post-natally; no one knew how many lonely ghosts and wild spirits were summoned inside. Once this banner appeared, it would surely capture human souls; it was extremely vicious.

The Seven Star Sect party had ten people. In an instant, two fell to the ground, their souls stripped away by the Soul Summoning Banner and becoming a part of it.

Tianxin and Bamu had slightly higher Cultivation; the two held their life-bound Dharma Artifacts and struggled to cope with the Soul Summoning Banner.

They were fine protecting themselves, but the Seven Star Sect disciples were likely to suffer heavy losses.

Chen Yu shook his head slightly. The law of the Dharma Cultivator world was just like this: the weak are prey to the strong.

But the people of the Seven Star Sect were decent after all. Since he had encountered this, he might as well help.

Seeing another disciple fall and their soul about to leave their body, Chen Yu pointed his right hand slightly. A trace of invisible Sword Light suddenly shot from his fingertip, and then a trail of light struck the Soul Summoning Banner.