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Chapter 412: Guarding the Nine Provinces
Chapter 412: Guarding the Nine Provinces
Qingzhou, on the outskirts of Yangan Prefecture.
Ye Wenxuan hovered in the sky, appearing like an immortal on a journey, her figure hidden amidst the clouds and mist.
After leaving Wutong Mountain, she had intended to go directly to the Martial Temple in Dagan Imperial City to find someone.
Unexpectedly, she received a message on the way that she hadn't anticipated.
"Is this what you want to do?"
Ye Wenxuan remained silent for a long time, unable to hold back her laughter.
She dedicated herself to cultivation, and aside from obtaining necessary items, she had never deliberately sought to slay demons or eliminate monsters in her life.
However, as long as her cultivation was high enough, the powerful demons within the Thousand Demons Cave would rarely dare to cause trouble in the mortal world.
She only needed to quietly lie in the Water Curtain Cavern, and she could maintain the stability of the Southern Yang Sect, even though there were still minor disturbances from demons and monsters, they were ultimately insignificant.
Take Dagan as an example.
In all these years, when had it ever faced the risk of extinction?
But what about now?
She calmly gazed into the distance, her eyes filled with a hint of emotion.
Even now, if she happened to pass by and see this, she would never have the thought of taking action.
Ye Wenxuan was well aware of what mattered most.
If the old dog were to find out about her whereabouts and kill her, the Southern Yang Sect would never see the light of day again.
However, she didn't mind taking a closer look.
Later, she could use this opportunity to teach that young man, whom she had never met before, the concept of governing without direct action.
The perception of a Reverting Void Realm cultivator was extremely terrifying.
Under her gaze, a swarm of shadows emerged from the morning mist, stepping towards this place.
"..."
At the county gate, a patrol officer who was on duty had just yawned.
The next moment, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"What? Another one?"
Not long ago, he had just seen an anthropomorphic wolf strutting in.
He was lucky to have escaped with his life.
Later, he heard that the old wolf had died a miserable death, and its mournful howls filled the entire county.
Nowadays, with the world becoming more relaxed, it was rumored that the court had opened its treasury, and in Yangan Prefecture, the legendary immortal formation had been set up everywhere.
Qingzhou had even established a Martial Academy and was already considering accepting disciples from various places.
These foolish demons dared to invade despite the circumstances.
The patrol officer stared at the massive fierce beast slowly approaching, his palm trembled as he drew his sword, "Where... What kind of demon beast are you? Get lost quickly!"
"..."
Ye Wenxuan watched as the mortal drew his sword towards the Demon King.
She fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling that perhaps she had stayed in the mountains for too long and had become unfamiliar with the ways of the world.
The opponent could probably annihilate the patrol officer with a single breath.
Just as she thought.
The massive fierce beast paused, then suddenly let out an ear-splitting roar.
Roar!
A putrid demonic wind swept towards the city, wreaking havoc.
The patrol officer was so scared that he dropped his sword and covered his ears, but his soul did not scatter.
This was because a faint light barrier blocked the county from the outside.
"Get back here!"
On the suddenly empty street, a figure clad in black armor with a crimson cloak, holding an array artifact, angrily shouted at the patrol officer.
The Demon Subduing General of Yangan Prefecture glared fixedly at the outside of the city.
Once upon a time, a Moonshriek Demon King could plunge the entire Qingzhou into a long-lasting nightmare.
Now, this Demon King was merely a vanguard general.
Soon, the swarm of shadows, with rippling muscles, stepped towards the county, and among them, the largest figure seemed capable of swallowing the entire earthen city.
They were as majestic as mountains, and their slow strides caused the earth to tremble violently.
If not for the protection of the formation, the entire county would have crumbled into ruins.
And on the head of the tallest grey elephant.
There were three figures standing upright.
"Thump."
The general of Yangan Prefecture tremblingly took out a map, which was specially drawn by Miss Xu Qing'er for each province.
He compared the creatures on the map with what he saw.
He almost fainted.
Among them, the black bear holding a vase was one of the rumored Ten Great Demon Emperors.
What had Qingzhou done to deserve the attention of such a powerful being?
"Crush them, flatten Qingzhou!"
The black bear glanced at the front indifferently, not even bothering to spare a glance at this tiny Qingzhou.
If not for the Cave Lord's order.
It wouldn't have cared about Dagan at all.
In the black bear's memory, the Martial Temple of Dagan was merely a poor, remote area attached to Wutong Mountain.
At this moment.
Ye Wenxuan, hovering in the sky, slightly frowned and looked towards the other side of the street.
Just as the numerous demons lifted their feet.
A wave of spiritual pressure, like invisible ripples, gently spread out and then thunderously flipped them over.
At the end of the long street, a woman walked slowly, her eyes seemingly newly healed, still covered by a layer of white film.
She wore a loose black magic robe with intricate and majestic Nanyang patterns, as if it truly contained a dazzling sun.
"..."
Looking at that all-too-familiar face, Ye Wenxuan suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.
The foolish Ling Xi could appear arrogant before most beings, but certainly not in front of one of the Ten Great Demon Emperors.
Moreover, the other party was not brimming with arrogance but exuded a kind of calmness that was difficult to describe.
She glanced again at Ling Xi's magic robe.
Ye Wenxuan silently glanced at the Nanyang pattern on her own robe, which she had embroidered herself, suppressing the thought of leaving and continued to watch.
"Who does this Emperor think I am? It's you, the fool who has been beaten and cried by the Golden-Winged Emperor time and time again."
The black bear, accompanied by two Demon Emperors, leaped off the grey elephant in advance.
Upon seeing the person before him clearly, it not only remained calm but also let out a mocking laugh.
"Hand her over to this Emperor, kill!"
With the order, the demons roared and charged forward.
Just then, two radiant figures rushed over from a distance, one wearing the grand cloak of the Demon-Subduing Division's inspector, and the other in casual attire.
In the instant they landed, the bodies of two Demon Kings exploded and flew backward.
"Senior Ling Xi, thank you for your help."
Chen Zhong bowed slightly, and the person beside him also nodded respectfully.
In that moment, the aura of a Soul Transformation Realm cultivator swept through without restraint!
"It's nothing."
Ling Xi shook her head, watching the two rush out to fight, and with a casual wave of her sleeve, she captured not only the black bear but also another Demon Emperor.
She was actually willing to take on two opponents alone.
"Huff."
Ye Wenxuan exhaled, staring at her senior disciple's half-blind eyes.
The other party had obviously suffered a great loss but hadn't returned to Wutong Mountain to cry to her.
However, judging by this action, it was completely different from before.
And as for Great Tian, when did it produce new Soul Transformation Realm cultivators, and coincidentally, they were right here.
As her thoughts wandered, the three had already engaged in a fierce battle with the Demon Emperors, while the other Demon Kings, seeing this situation, rushed towards Qingzhou!
"..."
The Yangan Prefecture general took a deep breath and gripped the array artifact.
Although there might be many places in Great Tian where the formations were not yet complete, Yangan Prefecture was different because it had Baiyun County.
That small county was Lord Shen's hometown.
Therefore, Yangan Prefecture was a grand formation constructed by several elders of the Xu Clan, along with Qing'er Miss herself.
The light curtain in the sky gradually became thicker and denser.
Streaks of radiant light fell like fine rain.
They might not be able to do much to true Demon Emperors, but for these ordinary Demon Kings, it was like a silent slaughter.
The powerful demons had just stepped into it and felt their vitality being swiftly drained.
They stumbled, and with a loud bang, they fell to the ground.
The courtyard in front of them shook violently but remained standing, and the child in his parents' arms stared with wide eyes, terrified, at the ferocious beast outside the door, only to find that the beast seemed even more afraid than he was.
Until the stench of demon blood seeped into the soil, staining the entire street a dark red.
"..."
Ye Wenxuan silently watched everything happening below, then glanced at Ling Xi, who was still holding her own against two opponents.
The other party actually had the wit to rely on the protection of that magic robe and skillfully employ various methods to respond.
The Thousand Demons Cave's full-scale retaliation couldn't even get past this small broken county.
Was this still the Great Tian she knew?
Thinking of this, she turned and headed towards the imperial city.
She had said she wouldn't intervene, and she would keep her word, even if the one below was her most dependent disciple.
If she didn't even have this much patience, then all these years of cultivation would have been in vain.
...
Demonic calamities erupted across the Nine Provinces.
And the situation was almost identical to that in Qingzhou.
The seniors of Wutong Mountain each guarded a location, while the young man treading on the dark sword traveled among the various provinces, tying up loose ends for his fellow disciples.
Every time that Nanyang black robe appeared, it meant blood would stain the land.
Of course, Nie Jun wasn't the cruelest one.
In comparison, the Prison Dharmic Body, who only targeted Demon Kings, with a body over ten zhang tall, enhanced by the dark golden feathered cloak, had claimed the lives of dozens of Demon Kings.
But what surprised the various regional commanders the most was not this.
After all, the fame of Wutong Mountain cultivators was known throughout the world, and that Golden Body Dharmic Form represented Lord Shen.
What they couldn't understand was the sudden appearance of over ten Soul Transformation Realm cultivators.
Each face was incredibly familiar, but the powerful aura they exuded was awe-inspiring.
Lizhou's commander, Hou Wanshan, smirked.
Some were envious, eyeing their younger brother with jealousy.
All of them had been stuck in the Extreme Realm for many years, and suddenly, their younger brother had inexplicably achieved Soul Transformation, directly replacing him as the General. It left him with nothing to do but float around in the sky.
It was clearly a retaliation from the Thousand Demons Cave.
But until now, they hadn't even managed to capture a single small city.
Instead, they were like moths flying into a flame, repeatedly charging forward to their deaths.
He watched as the Golden Body Dharmic Form once again left Lizhou, carrying a large number of demonic being corpses.
Hou Wanshan retracted his gaze and looked towards the peaceful and harmonious counties.
The slaughter outside Great Tian seemed to have no impact on the people of the counties, making it hard to imagine that just two or three years ago, they had even considered abandoning Qingzhou because of a Primordial Realm demonic wolf.
However.
Whether it was the Wutong Mountain disciples or the sudden appearance of so many Soul Transformation Realm cultivators, including those profound formations,
It seemed that it was all because of that figure residing in the Imperial City.
Lord Shen, in complete silence, had truly managed to protect the Nine Provinces with his own strength.
...
At the same time.
In the Winged Courtyard of the Martial Temple in the Imperial City.
Shen Yi took out the demonic being essence blood that Qinghua had just sent back. The avian demon essence blood had already been used up, so he decided to try all the demon essences related to fire.
After numerous attempts.
His technique became increasingly proficient.
Shen Yi looked with satisfaction at the various colors of the Celestial Phoenix Pills in front of him.
At least the furnace wasn't exploding as much.
"..."
【Return to Void. Heavenly Phoenix Indestructible True Body: Beginner】
After swallowing the pill, Shen Yi opened the panel and continued to study the technique.
Logically, with the pill, an extended lifespan, and a flawless cultivation method,
Especially since it was his favorite body-tempering technique,
He still hadn't made much progress.
【In the 29,000th year, you consumed various miscellaneous pills, using their medicinal power to temper your spirit body, quickly exhausting the medicinal power, and your spirit body once again solidified...】
Shen Yi fell silent for a moment.
It was clearly the subsequent cultivation method for the Return to Void Realm, but it only elevated the Sacred Phoenix Rebirth Technique to a higher level, and the profound abilities within remained elusive.
He finally understood why he had felt restrained earlier.
Given the current state of the Southern Yang Sect, it seemed difficult to support a truly powerful cultivator.
Both resources and heavenly Qi seemed scarce.
Just then.
Shen Yi suddenly closed the panel, and the purple gold furnace in front of him fell into his palm.
He turned and saw a white-robed, unfamiliar figure.
Tsk...
Accustomed to his previous magic robe, Shen Yi had not experienced this in a long time—someone approaching him from behind without his notice.
The body under the black robe tensed instantly.
But he didn't react immediately.
Even without the magic robe, he was still a late-stage Soul Transformation cultivator, and for someone to reach this level in front of him, there was only one person in the world capable of such a feat.
"I never thought you could achieve this level."
Ye Wenxuan didn't waste words introducing herself. At their level, sometimes a single action was enough to identify someone's identity.
She walked to Shen Yi's side and silently stared at the horizon.
What she had seen and heard along the way had indeed surprised Ye Wenxuan.
The other party had pushed everything they could do to the extreme.
It was hard to believe that this was just a young man who had just left the mountain.
"Of course, I'm more curious about how you managed to bring my unaccomplished disciples to Great Tian and have them help you deal with demonic beings."
"What did you promise them that made them so easily forget about me, their master?"
Ye Wenxuan glanced thoughtfully: "Treasure pills? Or the Southern Yang Sect's Elder's magic robe?"
Hearing her casual words, Shen Yi didn't reply, only glancing indifferently at the courtyard.
"..."
There, a young boy who was chewing dried fruit stiffened.
He then lowered his hand reluctantly, forcing a slightly strained smile.
Qingfeng felt he had understood his master well enough.
But he had never imagined.
That his fellow disciples would be seen as such by his master.
Was it wrong for them to want to repay Shen Yi's kindness and help the people plagued by demonic beings? They had always disliked seeing the harm caused by demonic beings, and now that they had witnessed it firsthand, they wanted to do something about it.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter."
Ye Wenxuan didn't pay attention to Qingfeng. At her level, she had naturally sensed the presence of this little disciple.
She didn't avoid him, nor did she care if Qingfeng would have any thoughts about it.
(End of Chapter)
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