Translator: CinderTL
Ku Yan watched as the Corpse Qi within the formation was gradually depleted, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.
He roared towards the sky, "Xiao Chan, Fayan, I advise you to retreat immediately. The ancestor of our Corpse Demon Sect, Gou Jun, is not far from here. I have already sent someone to inform him. Once Ancestor Gou Jun arrives, you will surely meet your doom."
Xiao Chan and Fayan, naturally, were not intimidated by Ku Yan's threats. They remained unmoved and continued to cast their spells.
A hundred miles away, hidden at the foot of a large mountain, Song Wen was somewhat astonished by what he saw.
Xiao Chan and Fayan had actually pulled off a "Empty Fort Strategy."
"We cannot let Mixed Yuan Temple seize Jie Mountain and Harmony Mountain. Otherwise, the Yishi Ridge will no longer have a place for the Asura Sect."
Song Wen turned and quietly made his way towards Jie Mountain.
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Jie Mountain.
The monks of Mixed Yuan Temple were fervently altering the terrain around Jie Mountain to facilitate the inscription of the Wrathful Buddha Demon Subduing Formation.
Hao Kong, Tong Hua, and many disciples of the Nine Palaces Sect watched the monks outside the formation with eyes filled with resentment and frustration.
A monk from Mixed Yuan Temple, at the late Foundation Establishment Stage, punched towards a ten-zhang tall boulder.
The boulder instantly shattered into countless pieces, scattering in all directions.
The monk's eyes suddenly sharpened as he spotted a shadow through the gaps in the rubble.
It was a figure entirely cloaked in a black robe.
But before this, his Spirit Sense had not detected anyone behind the boulder.
Before the monk could react, a thunder spear shot out from the figure's hand.
In the monk's horrified gaze, the thunder spear pierced through his chest.
Looking at the bowl-sized hole in his chest, the monk's consciousness gradually faded, then completely vanished.
After killing one person, the thunder spear did not dissipate. It turned in mid-air and shot towards the nearest monk.
"Boom!"
A gleaming head was pierced by the thunder spear and exploded into a pulp.
The monk, now a headless corpse, collapsed to the ground.
The thunder spear, its power undiminished, shot towards another monk.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a demon-subduing staff appeared and struck the thunder spear.
The thunder spear shattered into tiny bolts of lightning.
"Who dares harm the monks of Mixed Yuan Temple? Prepare to die!"
A mid-Golden Core monk had discovered the shadow and angrily shouted.
Under his command, the demon-subduing staff shot towards the shadow like a golden streak of light.
The shadow's body flashed with lightning, resembling a thunderbolt, and it swiftly dodged the incoming staff.
At the same time, the shadow shot out several thunder spears in different directions.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Several monks of Mixed Yuan Temple at the Foundation Establishment Stage exploded into clouds of blood mist.
The sudden disturbance caught the attention of other Golden Core cultivators from Mixed Yuan Temple. They closed in from all directions, their magical treasures arriving before them.
Facing the incoming treasures from all sides, the shadow's body erupted with a surge of lightning. The lightning condensed into a spherical barrier, protecting the shadow entirely.
Simultaneously, the shadow activated a movement technique, its body resembling a spherical lightning bolt, rapidly distancing itself from the monks.
"Boom!"
The shadow's speed was ultimately no match for the magical treasures. A Buddhist staff struck the lightning barrier with a resounding crash.
The barrier erupted with a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm, barely managing to block the staff.
However, the lightning on the barrier also became slightly thinner.
The crisis for the shadowy figure was not yet over, as nine more magical treasures shot towards him.
The shadowy figure hurriedly formed hand seals, and the sky above churned with dark clouds.
A purple-hued thunderbolt broke through the clouds and descended in front of the shadowy figure.
The thunderbolt twisted and coiled in the air, and with nine consecutive roars, the nine magical treasures were all struck down.
The energy of the thunderbolt was thus exhausted, dissipating into the air.
Seeing this, the ten Golden Core cultivators from the Mixed Yuan Temple all had grim expressions.
The opponent, relying solely on his own strength, had actually managed to hold off ten of them. The power of his thunder techniques was truly terrifying.
It should be noted that among the ten Golden Core cultivators from the Mixed Yuan Temple, there was one at the peak of the Golden Core stage and three at the late Golden Core stage.
"The Nine Heavenly Thunder Secret Technique—Jade Pivot Heavenly Thunder!" the peak Golden Core monk from the Mixed Yuan Temple shouted sternly. "Who are you? Why are you opposing our Mixed Yuan Temple?"
The shadowy figure, while retreating with a movement technique, spoke.
"Bald donkeys of the Mixed Yuan Temple, you claim to be the true Buddhist sect, yet you use living people as sacrifices. The entire Si family, tens of thousands of innocent lives, perished, their souls scattered. My wife also perished because of this. I, Lei Xing, swear to be eternally at odds with the Mixed Yuan Temple."
Lei Xing's voice was filled with endless sorrow and deep-seated hatred, each word seemingly roared from the depths of his heart, echoing across the heavens and earth.
"Lei Xing? A remnant of the Lei family?"
Upon hearing this, the monks' eyes were filled with killing intent.
A family that had been annihilated, instead of hiding in some remote place to survive, actually dared to oppose the Mixed Yuan Temple. It was simply seeking death.
The ten Golden Core monks once again activated their magical treasures, slashing towards Lei Xing.
Lei Xing, using his thunder techniques, somewhat clumsily blocked the attacks of the monks. At the same time, he shouted.
"Fellow Daoists of the Nine Palaces Sect on Jie Mountain, you've already been attacked at your doorstep, yet you still dare to hide within your Mountain Protection Array. Does the mighty Nine Palaces Sect have no courage at all?"
Hao Kong and Tong Hua naturally saw everything happening outside the array.
They couldn't help but feel suspicious. Lei Xing had killed several monks from the Mixed Yuan Temple, yet Xiao Chan and Fayan had not appeared.
This was too unusual.
"Could it be that Xiao Chan and Fayan have really left?" Tong Hua asked in surprise, a hint of joy in his voice.
Hao Kong, however, frowned deeply. "I'm afraid this is still a trick of the Mixed Yuan Temple. This might be their 'bitter flesh scheme,' trying to lure us out."
"Are you saying that this Lei Xing is actually in cahoots with the Mixed Yuan Temple? That the remnants of the Lei family have joined the Mixed Yuan Temple? But if the Mixed Yuan Temple shelters the Lei family, wouldn't that be openly opposing the Beastmaster Sect? The Mixed Yuan Temple wouldn't make such an unwise move," Tong Hua said.
Hao Kong replied, "How can you be sure that this person is truly 'Lei Xing'?"
Tong Hua said, "Other than the Lei family, who else in the world could cultivate thunder techniques to such a level? Especially the Nine Heavenly Thunder Secret Technique. Apart from the Lei family, only the Beastmaster Sect and the Profound Heaven Sword Sect have the cultivation methods for this secret technique. But even in these two great sects, no one has ever cultivated this technique to such an extent."
Hao Kong's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "What you say makes some sense. Then let us take the risk and venture out of the array to eliminate these little bald monks outside. If we allow them to continue setting up their formation, it will eventually pose a threat to the Mountain Protection Array."
(End of the Chapter)
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