Chapter 1182

Tell me, where did you find the item? I can spare your lives as I see fit.

Yang Sect Master spoke slowly and deliberately. He had painstakingly obtained intelligence that someone near Mu Xue City had acquired an inheritance suspected to be Leng Ningxiang's, and his left arm was certainly among Leng Ningxiang's burial goods.

As long as I know where Leng Ningxiang is buried, I can find my left arm.

But I have never found it.

The Jiuyou Sect and the Yaoyang Sect arrived at the far north only a short while ago, yet they found my left arm. They must know where Leng Ningxiang's inheritance is.

"What thing?" Mu Baiyi and Chi Sect Master, who were about to strike, were puzzled.

"You're pretending quite well. It seems you two don't want to live!"

Yang Sect Master's face turned cold. Truly, one does not shed tears until seeing the coffin.

Mu Baiyi thought the surname Yang was simply a lunatic. Indeed, the Wuqing Sect are all lunatics. As the head of the Wuqing Sect, Yang's mad words and crazy talk are nothing out of the ordinary.

He suppressed the urge to curse loudly and struck at the same time as Chi Sect Master.

"Come at me together!"

"Golden Crow True Flame!" Chi Sect Master's eyes shot out countless Golden Crow True Flames that transformed into golden crows, as if the Golden Crow had reappeared, lifelike.

The golden crows flew like lightning toward Yang Sect Master. Yang Sect Master's arm was damaged and his soul incomplete, unwilling to face such a supremely yang object. He leapt into the air.

"Avici Hell — Great Grindstone!"

A huge ice mountain appeared out of thin air above Mu Xue City, causing the city's populace to erupt in an uproar. What happened? Why did an ice mountain suddenly appear?!

The ice mountain hung down countless bronze chains scorched by flames to searing heat, clattering as they stretched toward the leaping Yang Sect Master.

Yang Sect Master was entangled by the searing bronze chains, dragged toward the ice mountain hovering above Mu Xue City.

The Avici Hell Great Grindstone embodies the meaning of one yin and one yang. The ice mountain represents supreme yin, the chains represent supreme yang. When a sinner's soul is bound by the supreme yang chains to the supreme yin ice mountain, it is as if ground by a millstone, crushed to powder before the torment ceases.

"Golden Cicada Shelling."

Lu Yang was considering whether to ask the Immortal Fairy to act and open the ice chest.

Before he could finish thinking, he heard a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering sound from outside.

He pushed open the window and saw Mu Baiyi, Chi Sect Master, and an unknown person fighting.

"Hey, why did they start fighting?"

Meng Jingzhou regrettably slapped his thigh. He shouldn't have come to the far north.

It wasn't that he hadn't encountered four great demon kings; this time he directly encountered four Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators.

Whose mundane world has four Tribulation Transcendence stage fighters hovering above their heads?

In the backyard, the old horse raised its head to gaze at the sky, occasionally lowered its head to eat grass, then continued gazing at the sky.

This time it came to the far north not as a guardian of the Dao, but to watch the spectacle.

Finally, there was a spectacle to watch.

"Why is Mu Baiyi shouting 'Yang Sect Master' at the opponent? Could it be that the opponent is the Yang Sect Master of the Wuqing Sect?" Lu Yang recalled that only the Sect Master of the Wuqing Sect bore the surname Yang, his true name unknown. According to the confession of the two captured vice sect masters, they were unsure whether the Sect Master was truly surnamed Yang.

"It really is Yang Kongdong after all. I didn't expect this brat to still be alive; his life is truly tenacious." The Immortal Fairy's voice echoed in Lu Yang's ear.

"I never thought that when he was dismembered back then, he didn't die but instead used a secret method to sleep and evade calamity. Or perhaps his harem back then had no intention of killing him, merely wanting to obtain a part of his body, letting that part forever accompany them?" The Immortal Fairy speculated.

"But no matter how you say it, his method is no match for my death-feigning technique."

The Immortal Fairy boasted proudly. During the death-feigning period, if the practitioner is torn apart by five horses, they can be fully revived upon dispelling the death-feigning technique.

Just like Yang Kongdong, his soul is still missing the left arm piece.

"So does that mean the Wuqing Sect's Sect Master Yang is Yang Kongdong?" Lu Yang suddenly realized. In this light, the Wuqing Sect's foundation is indeed profound.

Su Yuan's family.

Su Yuan nervously gazed at the sky. He hadn't expected that just after returning home, the martial hall direction would suddenly erupt in battle.

I hope Old Teacher Lu and the others are safe.

In Su Yuan's mental space, the white figure of his self-sealed power, seen through Su Yuan's eyes, witnessed the three-sect battle. When he saw Yang Kongdong, cold sweat poured forth, his body continuously trembled, lost memory fragments kept surfacing, piecing together his past experiences.

"I... I remember now. I am the lord of Mu Xue City!"

He abruptly raised his head, fury blazing to the heavens, and roared at Yang Kongdong: "It's you! You killed me and took my place!"

Shi Yi's family.

The Ice Flood Dragon clan chief, who had been reminiscing, stared dumbfounded at the sky.

"Ancestors above, how did four Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators suddenly appear?"

Isn't it said that Mu Xue City has not a single Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator?

He just came over to hold a parent-teacher meeting, to familiarize himself in front of Lu Yang, and after the meeting there would be such an exciting program?

In the sky, attacks kept falling. If they landed in the city, there would be countless casualties. The high-ranking officials of Mu Xue City acted simultaneously, blocking these attacks.

They never thought their city lord had long since ceased to be the original city lord.

Mu Xue City has a city-protecting grand formation, but the method to activate the formation is known only to the city lord, and Yang Kongdong naturally would not care about the deaths of Mu Xue City's populace.

"Oh no, I'm simultaneously facing two attacks here!" Deputy City Ma muttered inwardly, "Disaster!" He could not block two attacks.

Suddenly, a small wooden sword flew over, blocking one of the attacks.

"Senior!" Deputy City Ma was greatly excited, seeking the owner of the small wooden sword. It turned out that the venerable one honored as Sword Dao Venerable had always been in Mu Xue City.

"Truly troublesome." Yang Kongdong was somewhat impatient. He fought three opponents and still faintly held the upper hand.

But winning quickly is also not easy.

"Obtain the arm, complete the soul, and all problems will be readily solved."

Yang Kongdong fought while moving toward the martial hall.

"Oh no, stop him!" Mu Baiyi grew anxious, for Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were in the martial hall. These two absolutely must not come to harm!

Moreover, he faintly felt a premonition of impending great calamity. If Yang Sect Master were allowed to approach the martial hall, there would no longer be any chance of victory.

Seeing Mu Baiyi's reaction, Yang Kongdong was certain that Mu Baiyi had found his arm.

"Burn Heaven, Boil Sea!" The sect leader of Chi and Liu Zhen attacked simultaneously, scorching flames appearing in their palms—only a wisp needed to evaporate a lake.

"Avici Hell—Avici Blade!"

Mu Mu Baiyi held the Avici Hell Blade, its body black as ink, ghostly shadows entwining it, nurtured in Fengdu for dozens of years, becoming his natal magic treasure after ascending to the Tribulation Transcendence stage.

"Plucking Plum Immortal Palm."

Yang Kongdong was unwilling to directly resist these moves, so he repeated his old trick, striking Chi Sect Leader's abdomen with a palm.

Chi Sect Leader was like a kite with its string cut, smashing through the martial hall's ceiling and falling before Old Master Lu, writhing in pain on the ground.

Yang Kongdong's gaze fell upon the two ice chests placed on the lectern.

Snow Ten Tower noticed Yang Kongdong's gaze and hastily guarded his own ice chest.

"Found it!"

Seeing Snow Ten Tower's odd behavior, Yang Kongdong extended an invisible giant hand and forcibly seized the ice chest.

"My ice chest!" Snow Ten Tower cried out, but to no avail.

Yang Kongdong unconsciously stroked the ice chest—how long had it been? His body had finally gathered all its parts.

After his confidantes dismembered him, they did not kill him but each took a portion of his body, burying him as burial goods; unwilling to merely accompany death, he entered a secret slumber, and during the Xia Dynasty, a minor cultivator awakened his head.

He continually deceived the minor cultivator into seeking his other body parts, aiding his return to peak condition.

"No, don't let him get the ice chest!" Mu Mu Baiyi shouted, realizing the ice chest contained what Yang Kongdong referred to as the "thing."

"Too late!"

Yang Kongdong unhesitatingly crushed the ice chest, extracting the ice-pillar shaped like an ice sword.

The battle suddenly halted, the two sects' three venerables of the Tribulation Transcendence stage staring doubtfully at Yang Kongdong—was this ice sword truly such a precious thing?

"My arm!"