Chapter 99: The Sneak Attack Plan

A bright gleam flickered in Su Zhangqing's eyes. After a while, a look of satisfaction finally appeared on his face. With a flick of his right hand, a streak of divine light shot out.

"Hum..."

After a light tremor, the Green Edge Sword transformed into a flood dragon over a zhang in length. Following a dragon's roar, it flashed like a streak of light and shot toward the Xuangui Shield.

"Go!"

Su Zhangqing pointed lightly toward the front. As the streak of light flickered, it slashed forward.

"Bang..."

After a humming sound rang out, the Green Edge Sword flickered and was reflected back.

Su Zhangqing exhaled lightly, then with a wave of his hand, his Natal True Fire flickered and merged with the Green Edge Sword, turning it a blood-red color.

"Hum..."

After a humming sound, a Green Edge Sword wrapped in demonic flames appeared before his eyes. Among Su Zhangqing's many treasures, the Green Edge Sword's offensive power was quite remarkable.

The power of the Natal True Fire was also extremely formidable; with the two combined into one, its might was infinite.

"Go..."

As Su Zhangqing raised both hands, a streak of light flickered in the void, and then a clear ringing sound reached his ears.

Without needing Su Zhangqing to drive it, the Xuangui Shield directly emitted a jet-black streak of light, its runes flickering incessantly, and then that sharp ray slashed fiercely against it.

"Hum..."

In the next instant, the two Dharma Treasures collided. This process lasted for a few breaths, and then Su Zhangqing raised his head, watching the Green Edge Sword fly back.

The radiance of the Green Edge Sword had dimmed slightly. Seeing this, Su Zhangqing revealed a look of satisfaction.

Without his own driving, this treasure could block such a powerful attack by instinct alone; thus, in battle, it should have no problem withstanding the supernatural abilities of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

Next, Su Zhangqing waved his hand, and as the streak of light flickered, it directly vanished from sight.

After playing with it happily for a while, Su Zhangqing flicked his right hand and put the Xuangui Shield away.

Afterward, Su Zhangqing stood up slowly. He did not know how long it had taken to refine this treasure. Su Zhangqing shook his head slightly, then stepped out of the cave dwelling.

This treasure refining had taken a full three months.

"This..."

Su Zhangqing calculated with his fingers, and his brows could not help but knit slightly.

Three months was nothing to a practitioner of the Dao, but in the current situation, some unexpected change might have occurred. He did not know if the Yin Corpse Sect had taken action, or if Fellow Daoist Ruyue was still on Shenguang Peak.

Thinking of this, Su Zhangqing closed his eyes slightly and released his divine sense. A moment later, his expression changed abruptly.

The entire Shenguang Peak seemed to have undergone a major change; all the high-level demon clans were unexpectedly gone.

One had to know that this was the cultivation place of Shenguang Xianzi, who was a late-stage Golden Core demon. How could she be a lone individual? Naturally, she had many subordinates, among whom there were dozens of Golden Core existences.

Yet now, there was not a single one here, leaving only some low-level demon beasts. What exactly had happened? Soon, the two left the mountain. A sound-transmission talisman flickering with the radiance of Shenguang appeared in the void.

"Hm?!"

Su Zhangqing's expression stirred slightly, then with a wave, the jade talisman of Shenguang appeared in his palm. Afterward, Su Zhangqing lowered his head and sank his divine sense into it. A full three quarters of an hour passed before Su Zhangqing opened his eyes, yet his expression had become ugly.

"So that is how it is. The people of Shenguang Peak are going to launch a sneak attack on the Yin Corpse Sect, wanting to alleviate the pressure on the Hehuan Sect."

One must know that the Hehuan Sect had formidable strength and occupied the advantages of time, location, and human support. Under such circumstances, for the Yin Corpse Sect to still dare to come and besiege the headquarters, they must have made full preparations. One could not say they had no reservations, but they had certainly dispatched the vast majority of their experts.

In other words, if Shenguang Xianzi went to sneak attack the Yin Corpse Sect, as long as there were no major changes, she would certainly succeed. The most important problem now was at the Hehuan Sect headquarters.

Whether the Hehuan Sect's headquarters could hold out was the key; if it were breached, everything would be in vain.

"Go and meet the people of the Yin Corpse Sect!"

Having figured this out, Su Zhangqing transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the horizon.

At the same time, a million miles away. Penglai Island, the Hehuan Sect headquarters. In the past, this place could be called an immortal island; now, the entire Penglai was heavy to the extreme.

Even hundreds of years ago, when numerous forces joined hands to attack the Hehuan Sect, it had not been this severe. After all, at that time, although the outside world did not think highly of the Hehuan Sect, the sect's cultivators knew what they were doing; with a late-stage Golden Core old monster sitting in command, some clowns were merely seeking their own deaths.

However, this time it was completely different; the Yin Corpse Sect had made a move this time.

Facing such a powerful enemy, how could the Hehuan Sect dare to be the least bit careless? If they did not respond properly, it might well be the disaster of sect annihilation.

On Penglai Island, in a certain extraordinarily magnificent giant pavilion.

In the vast hall, nearly a hundred beautiful female cultivators were gathered, of varying heights and builds, with different appearances, each one an unparalleled beauty.

However, if one were to take a look at these female cultivators, surely no one would dare to harbor any improper thoughts again, because these beautiful women were, without exception, all Golden Core-level old monsters.

The Hehuan Sect had formidable strength. Although they had always only taken female Disciples, the vast majority of the techniques within the sect possessed youth-preserving effects, so despite these elders having already lived for hundreds of years, they looked no different from young maidens of about twenty.

At this time, the female cultivators gathered in one hall to discuss a strategy to repel the enemy.

Among these women, the most eye-catching were the four sitting at the head, all of whom were, without exception, great cultivators of the late Golden Core stage.

Sitting in the primary seat was the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, Hehuan Fairy.

The Hehuan Sect had a tradition: all successive Sect Masters automatically inherited the title of Hehuan Fairy, and their previous names would be automatically canceled.

Sitting in the head seat was an extraordinarily young woman, who looked only about eighteen years old; her appearance could not be called extremely beautiful, only very elegant.

Yet the expressions the women cast toward her were full of both respect and awe. This incredibly young-looking woman was the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, Hehuan Fairy, Ji Ruxue.

Now that a powerful enemy was invading, even among these Golden Core elders, many had looks of fear on their faces.

However, just at this moment, a cold and pleasant voice reached their ears.

"What is everyone panicking about? Soldiers come, generals block; water comes, earth covers. The Yin Corpse Sect's strength is not weak, but is my Hehuan Sect easy to bully? Why fear them!"

Just at this moment, as a drifting voice fell, Ruyue had already arrived inside the great hall.

"Greetings, Martial Aunt."

The women all revealed respectful expressions, and they bowed respectfully to Ruyue.

Even so, those who could be in this great hall were all elder-level old monsters of the sect. Not many had been able to see Cailian Fairy in person.

As a late-stage Golden Core practitioner, Cailian Fairy, as the Supreme Elder, generally would not ask about anything at all.

Of course, the situation is different now; facing an invasion from the Corpse Yin Sect, which is also one of the Seven Great Powers, Shenguang Tower can be said to be facing an unprecedented crisis.

Although Cailian had already reined in her pressure at this moment, that hidden, unrevealed pressure was still incredibly astonishing.

"Junior Nephew, how is the situation? Where have those bastards from the Corpse Yin Sect reached? Have you figured out their strength clearly?"

Cailian's beautiful eyes shifted, and her cold, clear voice rang out.

"Reporting to Martial Aunt, according to news from the Outer Disciples, those bastards have already reached Feiyun Island..." Leng Yueru said with a face full of respect.

"Feiyun Island? So, that means they are only one day away from our sect?"

Ruyue's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a murderous aura flickered in her expression.

"Yes."

A look of worry appeared on Hehuan Fairy's face.

"It is impossible to find out the specific strength of the opposing side, but a rough count puts their numbers at nearly one hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand? Impossible. Senior Sister, have you made a mistake? Although the Corpse Yin Sect has many disciples, even adding the sects and families that are vassals to them, it is impossible to scrape together one hundred thousand cultivators."

The one speaking was a beautiful female cultivator dressed in purple, who looked to be only in her early twenties with an incredibly delicate appearance, yet her cultivation was not weak; she was actually a Golden Core mid-stage practitioner.

The others also thought the same; one hundred thousand cultivators—this number sounded suspicious of exaggeration the moment it was heard.

Although the Corpse Yin Sect has remarkable strength, how could they have so many people?

(End of this chapter)