Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#378 - Qingyun Patriarch's Nascent Soul was captured

At this moment, the Qingyun Ancestor was in an extremely miserable state. His body had been cut in half, his nascent soul was damaged, and his primordial spirit was also split in two, with the other half completely destroyed by sword energy.

He looked at the former disciple, Hua Zixuan, now his enemy, with disbelief in his eyes: "You... how could you recover?

Back then, you fell for my trap and sealed your cultivation, becoming my disciple. I thought I had everything under control, teaching you the incomplete 'Flourishing Decay Celestial Tree Art', making you weaker day by day, turning you into a half-man, half-woman, and ultimately a useless person. How exactly did you do it?"

Hua Zixuan sneered, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "This is called a slip 'twixt cup and lip. It must be that I, Qingyun Ancestor, encountered a benefactor.

The so-called demon Li Chengfeng not only helped me solve my problems but also taught me the true 'Flourishing Decay Celestial Tree Art', allowing me to reach a higher level in my cultivation, escape being half-man, half-woman, unlock my charm, become a man, and avenge myself."

Regret and unwillingness flickered in Qingyun Ancestor's eyes as he finally realized his miscalculation.

He understood that the root of all this lay in his underestimation of Li Chengfeng and his excessive obsession with power.

It was Li Chengfeng who had killed a clone of the ancient demon's Law Embodiment, Tianku.

He learned the 'Flourishing Decay Celestial Tree Art' from the other party's clone.

This also allowed him to deduce the true art and ultimately save his own junior brother, Qingyun Ancestor.

He originally had the opportunity to nip this crisis in the bud before it even began, but the pleasure of manipulating others and the cruel schemes against his junior brother ultimately led him to today's crushing defeat.

"Perhaps it is my own fault," Qingyun Ancestor said with a miserable smile, his voice filled with endless bitterness.

He looked at Hua Zixuan, the former Qingyun Ancestor, trying to use their past master-disciple relationship as a bargaining chip to gain a chance of survival.

"Junior brother, for the sake of me being your senior brother, although I plotted against you, I did not take your life. Please, spare my life."

However, Hua Zixuan only smiled coldly, his voice filled with determination and resolve: "Spare your life? How could that be?

I will never repeat your mistakes.

However, I cannot kill you just yet. I want to publicly announce your crimes in front of all the Supreme Elders of the Qingyun Sect and reclaim my rightful position as Sect Leader."

Qingyun Ancestor's face turned even paler upon hearing this. He tried to use his position and influence in the Qingyun Sect to threaten Hua Zixuan: "How is that possible?

I have been in charge of the Qingyun Sect for hundreds of years. These people are all my loyal subordinates.

How could they betray me? If they knew you imprisoned me, not only would they not acknowledge your position, but they would also lead the entire Qingyun Sect's disciples to be your enemy."

But Hua Zixuan was unmoved by his words. He continued: "You are wrong. The Qingyun Sect does not belong to you alone.

Those Supreme Elders and disciples, they hold firm to justice and truth in their hearts.

They will not blindly follow a Sect Leader who betrays his sect and colludes with external enemies.

Moreover, your so-called loyal subordinates are currently besieged by the Demon race. Now is the perfect opportunity for me to rescue them."

Qingyun Ancestor's expression changed drastically when he heard this. He said in disbelief: "What? The Demon race? How is that possible?

It is Li Chengfeng's treacherous dog who colluded with the Demon race to plunge me into misery!"

He finally understood everything. It turned out that all of this was Li Chengfeng's conspiracy. He had not only plotted against him but also colluded with the Demon race to deal with the Qingyun Sect.

However, it was too late to understand now. Hua Zixuan had already resolved to settle all accounts.

He looked at Qingyun Ancestor, his eyes flashing with a cold light: "Your end has come, Qingyun Ancestor.

I will make you watch with your own eyes as your Qingyun Sect falls into my hands, and you will have nothing."

With that, Hua Zixuan's figure flashed, transforming into a stream of light and flying towards the Qingyun Sect.

Li Chengfeng had already successfully besieged the Demon race within the Qingyun Sect and had forewarned Hua Zixuan of the Supreme Elders' crisis.

Therefore, he quickly arrived, only to see that the five Supreme Elders of the Qingyun Sect were already seriously injured. Although their strength was extraordinary, they were facing a massive army composed of tens of thousands of gnome demons, who were fearless and swarming forward.

Although the Elders had joined forces to kill a large number of demons, the gnome demons would still combine and self-detonate until their death, carrying out suicide attacks,

causing them to be extremely angry. What was even more troublesome was that the stench and poisonous gas after the demons' self-detonation greatly hindered the Elders' movements.

At this moment, the six Demon Kings had not yet personally taken action. They stood quietly to the side, like bystanders, but the battle flags in their hands fluttered violently, like venomous snakes lurking, waiting for the best opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

As the battle flags waved, the remaining three thousand gnome demons launched another fierce attack. These demons were powerful, having reached the Foundation Establishment stage,

and had already activated their second form, transforming from adorable doll-like appearances into ferocious demons, with serrated fangs and greenish skin, exhaling highly poisonous gas, approaching the five Elders.

Although hundreds of demons fell in response to the Elders' sword energy, these demons were as resilient as weeds. To the six Demon Kings, they were the perfect tools to deplete the Elders' mana and spirit.

Leng Xiaoyao stood with a sneer, holding the battle flag high, and announced: "Supreme Elders of the Qingyun Sect, your end has come.

I have an agreement with Li Chengfeng to only take the old demon's soul, but it doesn't hurt to collect some interest along the way.

Even if our main force has not arrived, merely killing the five of you in this battle would be a great contribution to the expansion of the Demon race's territory. You should be grateful for Li Chengfeng's plan."

Qingbai Ancestor felt a surge of fear upon hearing this. He roared angrily: "So you are Li Chengfeng's demonic lackey! He really has defected to your Demon race.

When I catch him, I will make him wish he were dead, grind his bones to ashes!"

Then, he threatened: "Don't be too proud of yourselves. When our Sect Leader and the Great Fate Master use the Curse Technique to kill him,

we will definitely turn around and deal with you Demon Kings. Your end is not far away either."

Before his voice faded, a sudden change occurred in the Blackwater Swamp not far away. A terrifying power erupted and then quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Qingbai Ancestor's scalp went numb, and he had a bad premonition. If this matter succeeded, Qingyun Ancestor would definitely notice the abnormality.

Once Qingyun Ancestor and the Great Fate Master returned to support them, these Demon Kings would have no choice but to flee. But he also faintly worried that something had already gone wrong.

Leng Xiaoyao laughed even louder upon seeing this, mocking: "Your Qingyun Ancestor is too busy to take care of himself and has probably been killed by the Great Fate Master's curse backlash.

The ten thousand young boys and girls used in that curse were all offered by my gnome demons. Tell me, how could such a curse succeed? If he doesn't die, who will?"

Qingbai Ancestor finally understood everything upon hearing this, gnashing his teeth and saying: "Damn it! Your Demon race has actually infiltrated my Qingyun Sect's Enforcement Team!"

Leng Xiaoyao chuckled and retorted: "You are wrong. My Demon race does not have such long arms.

I only arrived here recently. It was Li Chengfeng who had already controlled part of the Enforcement Team. You took the initiative to kill him, so how can you blame him for retaliating? This is reaping what you sow."

Qingbai Ancestor and the others looked at each other, unable to suppress their anger. They had not expected that Qingyun Ancestor's scheme would be broken by a Foundation Establishment cultivator and that they would be turned against him.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Leng Xiaoyao raised the battle flag high and ordered: "Five Demon Kings, listen to my orders! Activate the Fire Spirit Formation, let the Demon Spirit reappear, and kill them all, devour their nascent souls!"

The five Demon Kings moved in response, each offering their battle flags. The six men's auras merged, transforming into a huge fire eye phantom, revealing the power of a half-step Divinity Transformation stage without a doubt.

The green flames in its pupils blazed fiercely, and strange laughter echoed continuously, sending shivers down one's spine.