Chapter 393

As dusk gathered, the fine rain was like dust; the rain threads brushed over the flying eaves of the palace pavilions, quietly gathering on the glazed tiles and turning into shallow trickles.

The water flowed along the overlapping tiles, and when it reached the corners of the eaves, it could no longer be contained, falling like broken threads, carving a clear arc in the vast night, and with a crisp "tap," it shattered on the mossy stones below the steps.

And in the great hall behind this heavy rain curtain, a steady voice was constantly coming out.

"Although the Barbarian and Demon tribes have always claimed that they are only in the You and Yun provinces, in reality, they have been secretly appearing in other places; for example, the matter of the Sages' Holy Land some time ago involved the participation of the Demon race."

"Without the Immortal-Startling Great Array of the Northern Border wall, we have no way to keep a close watch on the movements of every citizen of the Demon race, so their intentions regarding the Sages' Holy Land indeed need to be treated with caution."

"For this reason, my Mountain and Sea Pavilion is willing to cooperate with the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan, dispatching half of our disciples to strengthen the guard and maintain close vigilance when the restoration of the Sages' Holy Land is successful."

Huo Jin, the Vice Abbot of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion who had come from afar, expressed his stance on behalf of his own immortal sect and turned to look at the venerable and respected Head of Scripture Lectures of the Asking Dao Sect.

This luxuriously dressed old man also nodded gently after hearing this: "The matter of destiny concerns the entire race; my Asking Dao Sect is naturally duty-bound and shares the same thoughts as the Mountain and Sea Pavilion."

"And my Chen Clan, we are willing to follow all you fellow Daoists."

As the voice of the Vice Abbot of the Chen Clan fell, the people from the three sects looked at Zuoqiu Yang one after another.

Seeing this, Zuoqiu Yang bowed slightly: "In this way, the ambition of the Demon race is naturally nothing to fear."

"Hall Master Zuoqiu's words are very true, but the ambition of the Demon race is one aspect, and the continuation of destiny is another; I wonder if Hall Master Zuoqiu has any clues about this?"

"I have been searching for this matter for the past few days and have found some results; perhaps we will need the Instrument Wielder to take action together when the time comes."

"Oh? There is such a thing? I wonder how Hall Master Zuoqiu found out?"

"It is because my Master left behind a Scroll of Tian Tian Guang Yin, which describes how the sages of the human race used holy artifacts as a medium to link destiny with the Heavenly Dao; we can imitate this method. I have already copied the specific records in the scroll; please take a look, fellow Daoists."

After Zuoqiu Yang finished speaking, he gave a look to Qin Rong beside him.

Qin Rong nodded immediately and took out three copies of the documents transcribed from the Scroll of Tian Tian Guang Yin and handed them to the three.

Seeing this, the three took them, looked at each other, unfolded the documents, and began to examine them in detail.

At this time, Zuoqiu Yang picked up the teacup on the table, drinking tea while observing the expressions of the three, a trace of imperceptible doubt appearing in his eyes.

In the matter of the Dao Discussion Assembly, because of that wisp of destiny, the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan and Spirit Sword Mountain unexpectedly came together, while these three immortal sects formed an alliance, and the sharp opposition between them was acute.

So after the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan's edict was sent in all directions, Zuoqiu Yang had once thought it would take a long time to get a response.

After all, there were still some days until the restoration of the Sages' Holy Land, and they could have kept dragging it out to express their dissatisfaction with the various events of the Dao Discussion Assembly.

But what Zuoqiu Yang didn't expect was that the replies from the three families were very positive and direct, even coming together this evening without prior agreement, and even taking the initiative to discuss the matter of guarding against the Demon race.

Actually, he had originally intended to go to Central Province to watch Ji You charge his realm, but thinking that the matter of destiny was more important, he had to stay here to negotiate with the three of them.

But for some reason, his mood at this moment always felt uneasy...

"Reporting to the Vice Abbot, Elder Ku Ye has already taken action."

"Well done."

Shang Xingkong sat in the tea pavilion at the peak of Asking Dao Peak, responding gently while looking toward the direction of Central Province.

"But there is an accident," Shang Lie hesitated for a moment upon seeing this, but still spoke truthfully, "The little Jianzhu of Spirit Sword Mountain has suddenly appeared in the mountain."

"No matter, the Jianzhu is ultimately only in the Boundless Realm; even if he cannot confront the holy artifact head-on, he will have enough means to complete the task."

It was agreed that the husband was just a face-to-face, and he didn't need to know that he was already pregnant. As a result, the husband didn't guess it in the letter, and the Jianzhu couldn't help but come over, really inconsistent.

However, they also understood. For such a major event as having offspring, the Jianzhu naturally hoped that the husband would know quickly.

But with the Jianzhu's personality, even if the husband knew, the Jianzhu would probably say that the little Heavenly Tian Shuyuan disciple "did a good job" and there would be rewards.

Amidst the cricket sounds, Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi came back to her senses. Seeing their expressions, she knew they were gossiping about her again, so she narrowed her eyes slightly.

In an instant, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu stood straight, and began to look at their noses, noses at their mouths, and mouths at their hearts, just like good maids who were professional, serious, and never gossiped about their own young lady.

"Eh, Sister Jianzhu?!"

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The three turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw Yuanchen walking over with a face of surprise.

The Spirit Sword Mountain Little Jianzhu specially chose to land in the valley to avoid places with too many people, but this time it was extremely close to the repair site of the Sage Land.

Yuanchen had been retreating for a long time, and it

But with a bolt of lightning tearing through the night sky, she saw those shattered ripples turning into countless tiny patterns in an instant and descending suddenly.

The illuminated night sky seemed to have countless red insects surging, dense and silent, rushing directly toward the Dongshan where Ji You was located.

Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi's expression changed, and she instantly swooped down, waving the spiritual mirror in her hand fiercely, but then she saw a layer upon layer of ripples whistling toward the Dongshan, densely covering the void, bypassing the position she was protecting and twisting away.

At this moment, the little Jianzhu realized with a start that this technique could actually ignore spatial distance, and every wisp of killing intent was like an immortal one, like a curse that followed like a shadow.

To find him, only by finding him could he be destroyed.

Otherwise, these strands of killing intent would sooner or later submerge the entire Sages' Holy Land.

Boom!!!!

The explosive immortal light shot out from the spiritual mirror, blooming with ten thousand rays of colorful clouds, directly killing the killing intent that had come to life.

But this immortal light did not stop upon striking as it had a moment ago, but instead shot out in all directions, instantly illuminating the entire chaotic sky.

In an instant, Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi narrowed her cold phoenix eyes, and behind her graceful immortal figure appeared a huge silver wheel; her natal spiritual sword slashed down toward a remote direction like moonlight.

The mirror principle is reflection, and mirror light is the same; it is naturally straight and should not be deflected.

Pfft—!!!

With a crisp sword hum roaring through the sky, the thick thunderclouds were directly slashed with a long mark, and at the same time, a figure fell suddenly amidst the spraying blood.

But when that figure passed before her eyes while falling, Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi froze her gaze suddenly.

The aura of this person killed by the sword was very weak, and the realm was merely barely in the Realm of Merging with the Dao.

It was not him, but a puppet transferring spiritual sense.

Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi froze her gaze suddenly, and saw even more massive killing intent pressing down from the deep sky...

With a boom, a heavy sound of landing clearly reached everyone's ears, and the puppet corpse falling from the sky landed heavily on the hillside.

In fact, as early as when the immortal light was slashing wildly above the firmament, these people in the mountain hollow had already sensed something was wrong; seeing the corpse fall, they were even more shocked to widen their eyes.

"How could there be a corpse falling from the sky?"

"The blood is still steaming; it was just killed."

"The light of the spiritual mirror, that is the aura of the little Jianzhu of Spirit Sword Mountain!"

Everyone's eyes trembled, suddenly realizing that a battle was breaking out above the thick clouds.

It was also at this moment that the cultivators in the mountain hollow seemed to understand something, suddenly opening their mouths wide: "It wasn't that Ji You suddenly interrupted his realm charging just now, but that someone took action to hinder him!"

"Is it that dead person?"

"No, not him; that person is still there."

Everyone looked up and found that the immortal light of the spiritual mirror was indeed still blasting out continuously, so much so that the chaotic sky was filled with light and clouds.

Chen Luo, Chen Xi, and Huo Xingzhong were also looking up at the firmament, thinking to themselves that the Asking Dao Sect really couldn't hold back anymore.

This was something they had expected, but what was shocking was that person's methods.

In fact, when the dark red ripples appeared, they had already been exerting their spiritual sense with all their might, only to find that they couldn't even capture a wisp of the other party's aura.

The most terrifying thing was the person's method of attack, which also made them feel incredible.

A Spirit Travel Realm powerhouse can kill with spiritual sense, formless and shadowless, but absolutely cannot escape the pursuit of a holy artifact, so that ripple-like method absolutely could not be simple spiritual sense killing.

The most critical thing was that all the Spirit Travel experts in the world were within their knowledge, but they had never heard of this person.

With a boom, in the distant sky, another dark red long wave was shattered by the immortal light.

Instrument Wielder...

Within the thick leaden clouds, an old, silent recitation sounded slowly.

The withered, dark-skinned old man sat in a burst of smoke, squinting his turbid eyes at the figure standing proudly.

Ku Ye was a person from the previous generation; in his short life, most of his time was spent in slaughter, and the other half in sleep, having experienced the change of power of two generations, and he was not familiar with this era.

However, based on the information and portraits obtained when he came, he easily judged Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi's identity.

The spiritual mirror is immune to all methods; he knew that no matter who it was, once their tracks were found, they would inevitably die, but coincidentally, a hundred years ago, in order to surround and kill that person, he had already learned how to avoid the capture of holy artifacts.

Let's see which one Jianzhu-my lord will choose, Ku Ye looked at the bamboo courtyard not far away, and while reciting softly, he flicked his withered fingers lightly.

Yuan Caiwei knew something was wrong when she saw Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi fly away from the bamboo courtyard; at this moment, she was standing on the top of the hillside looking into the distance, her heart filled with anxiety, but before she could figure out what had happened, she suddenly felt a silence in her heart.

A vicious curse, formless and shadowless, but carrying a hair-raising aura, stabbed directly toward her pupils.

Boom!!!

An immortal light descended from the sky; Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi stepped into the Boundless Realm, holding the spiritual mirror and destroying the curse within the mirror light.

At the same time, within the huge silver wheel behind her, a magnificent sword intent slashed directly toward the previous direction.

The sword tip pointed at a drop of rain, a drop of dark red rain that was flashing with dark red light and was falling toward the Dongshan amidst the torrential rain.

Seeing this scene, everyone was greatly shocked, thinking to themselves that it was a feint to the east to attack in the west.