My Immortal Master Forced Me to Go Undercover in the Demonic Sect – Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter Seven Indeed (Monthly Ticket Bonus)
Panyin Mountain.
Panyin Mountain is located in the Southern Region of Qixia Isle, belonging to a place of great Yin.
Ordinary cultivators would not approach it; only those who cultivate unorthodox demonic arts, like those of the Soul Refining Sect, would favor it.
Upon entering the vicinity of Panyin Mountain, the sky became overcast with dense clouds, and specters of ghosts floated everywhere. The mountains were covered with malevolent plants nurtured by the corpses of the dead, giving people a sense of physiological discomfort.
Anyone capable of cultivating in such a place must have psychological issues.
Hundreds of Sword Cultivators from the White Emperor Sword Sect halted outside Panyin Mountain. Su Wan, the Great Elder, shouted:
“Heretics, come out and surrender immediately, abandon your resistance! We can consider sparing your lives, otherwise, we will take forceful measures!”
Su Wan’s words were merely a formality; everyone knew the outcome.
Even if the Soul Refining Sect surrendered, they would still face annihilation.
Demonic Qi surged from Panyin Mountain, and a grand protective formation composed of countless vengeful souls began to materialize outside the mountain, intending to resist until the end.
“The Soul Refining Sect has actually refined so many innocent civilians into vengeful souls to be controlled. Their crimes are unforgivable and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth!”
Anger surged in Su Wan’s eyes as she commanded the others:
“Let us liberate these people who have been refined into vengeful souls! White Emperor Sword Sect disciples, heed my command, form the Sword Formation, array yourselves!”
“Yes!”
Under Su Wan’s orders, the White Emperor Sword Sect disciples formed Sword Formations in the sky, with seven people per formation, totaling dozens of formations.
However, as the disciples of Azure Peak could not yet fly on their swords and their attainments had not reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, they could only watch.
The magnificent Sword Formations, under Su Wan’s command, unleashed dazzling Sword Qi towards the formation of vengeful souls. The vengeful souls above wailed and vanished. After nearly half an hour of intense struggle, the protective formation of the Soul Refining Sect finally collapsed.
“Charge! Kill these demonic cultivators and act on behalf of heaven!”
“For heaven!!”
Hundreds of Sword Cultivator disciples flew towards Panyin Mountain, arranged according to the strength of their respective peaks, and descended from different directions.
“Let’s go, we’ll head there too!” Tang Yi said. “We’ll go to the southeast!”
Carrying the disciples of Azure Peak, the Blazing Flame Flood Dragon landed at the foot of Panyin Mountain in the southeast.
Upon dismounting, the disciples of Azure Peak were very excited.
This was their first time participating in a demon-extermination operation, their first time truly fighting demonic cultivators.
This sect conquest aimed to completely annihilate the Soul Refining Sect, and the White Emperor Sword Sect adopted a strategy of encirclement and annihilation.
They formed a tight, impenetrable net of advancement and began to surround Panyin Mountain, continuously shrinking their perimeter.
All members of the Soul Refining Sect would be eliminated; not a single one would be spared.
This tactic of warfare could only be achieved when a sect’s strength completely overwhelmed the enemy.
Although the White Emperor Sword Sect was not what it used to be, a starving camel is still larger than a horse. They were more than capable of dealing with a demonic sect that was quickly falling out of the second-rate.
Due to their heinous actions, no forces allied with the Soul Refining Sect, so there was no need to worry about reinforcements. They only needed to focus on how to eradicate the Soul Refining Sect completely.
“Senior Sister Zhong, the Blazing Flame Flood Dragon doesn’t seem to be going, does it?” Zhao Gao asked.
Zhong Yanhan glanced back at the Blazing Flame Flood Dragon, which let out a couple of whimpers.
As a member of the Demon Race, Zhong Yanhan could understand what the flood dragon was saying.
“The Blazing Flame Flood Dragon is a flood dragon of the fire attribute. It cannot withstand places with such dense Yin Energy as Panyin Mountain. It’s already at its limit here,” Zhong Yanhan explained. “Let it wait here.”
“Oh, that makes sense,” Tang Yi nodded.
Just as everyone was preparing to set off, the dark clouds in the sky churned and transformed, forming a giant skull that bellowed at everyone.
“You group of dog Taoists, truly ungrateful! Daring to run rampant on the territory of our Soul Refining Sect. Today, I shall ensure none of you return alive!”
From the mouth of the skull, a large number of vengeful souls floated out. These vengeful souls actually condensed together, forming a giant humanoid figure. It swung its arms, preparing to attack the disciples of the White Emperor Sword Sect.
“Great Elders, this is the sorcery of that old dog Zhu Biliang!” Su Wan transmitted her voice to each of the Great Elders. “This old dog’s cultivation has suddenly become unusually powerful, advancing by leaps and bounds. For safety’s sake, let us join forces to destroy him!”
Tang Yi heard Su Wan’s voice, gave a few instructions to Zhong Yanhan, and joined the other Great Elders to deal with Zhu Biliang.
The remaining disciples of Azure Peak remained silent, looking to Zhong Yanhan for orders.
“Junior Brothers and Sisters, take out your Magical Treasures, enter a state of high alert, maintain formation, and set off. Cooperate with disciples from other peaks to search the mountain for demonic cultivators. There is no need for communication; kill them without mercy,” Zhong Yanhan commanded.
“Yes!” The disciples replied.
…
Everyone began to advance towards the mountain.
Most of the demonic cultivators on Panyin Mountain were disciples in the Body Tempering Entry stage, with the highest cultivation only reaching the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm.
As Ye Changsheng had not had time to repair his Tiny Grass Sword, he was using a standard iron sword of Mortal Grade high-rank.
With a single sword strike, he knocked the Body Tempering Entry demonic cultivator in front of him to the ground.
“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me! Taoist master, I beg you!”
The injured Soul Refining Sect disciple knelt on the ground, trembling with fear as he kowtowed and begged for mercy.
“I was forced to join the Soul Refining Sect. I also wanted to escape from here, but there was no way!”
Ye Changsheng felt that something was amiss in this massive battle. Zhu Biliang had drawn away the most powerful Great Elders, leaving behind a group of low-ranking disciples to guard the mountain.
Wasn’t this a gift?
Or was it a ruse to make the White Emperor Sword Sect complacent and lure everyone deeper into the mountain?
After pondering for a moment, Ye Changsheng decided to extract some information from the disciple.
“Bah! Damned demonic cultivator, stop pretending to be pitiful and die!”
Amidst the curses, a flash of sword light severed the head of the Soul Refining Sect disciple.
Ye Changsheng turned to see that the one who had acted was Wu Ziming. The blood of the demonic cultivator had splattered all over him.
After killing the man, he endured a wave of disgust and trembled, staring at Ye Changsheng.
Ye Changsheng mused, what a hassle to wash all that dirty blood off himself.
“Damn, Wu Ziming, you’re amazing!” Liu Kai exclaimed in surprise. “The first time I killed someone, my heart was trembling, and I even threw up…”
“They’re all just damned demonic cultivators; they can’t even be considered human! When I killed this one, my heart was completely calm!”
Wu Ziming tried his best to control his emotions, making it sound as casual as possible.
“Ye Changsheng, don’t think I didn’t notice. You hesitated just now because the demonic cultivator pleaded, showing soft-heartedness, and even planned to spare his life!”
Ye Changsheng said, “Wu Ziming, you seem to have misunderstood…”
“Don’t argue! You don’t even dare to kill. In comparison, my State of Mind is far superior to yours. I can kill without hesitation, even for justice!”
Wu Ziming became more agitated as he spoke, grabbing the blood-stained parts of his clothes as if to prove himself to everyone present.
“In every aspect, I, Wu Ziming, am far superior to you, Ye Changsheng!”
“Hmm, to be honest, no flattery, no criticism, indeed,” Ye Changsheng smiled. “You’re much more capable than a little newbie like me.”