Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 80 The Strange Changes at Daming Mountain

As the nearly one thousand cultivators from the vassal state changed their hand seals and chanted incantations, the vast black mist that had been enveloping the Fire Feather Kingdom's army suddenly churned violently and rose into the air, spreading rapidly and instantly covering hundreds of miles of sky.

Within the grand formation, the massive amount of black energy emanating from the ferocious ghost's body surged violently, causing its body to grow several times larger in an instant, reaching a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

Within the black mist stretching for hundreds of miles, countless hideous ghosts appeared, each holding a strange and sharp weapon formed from the vast black mist. Accompanied by chilling wails, they brandished their weapons and hurled them at the soldiers of the Fire Feather Kingdom around them.

The ghostly attacks were unstoppable and devastating. The soldiers of the Fire Feather Kingdom were completely unable to resist and were smashed into mincemeat by the terrifying ghostly weapons. Their corpses then decayed at a visible speed, eventually turning into a pool of blood that seeped into the ground, as if becoming nourishment for the endless fog and ghostly creatures.

Heart-wrenching screams erupted from the Fire Feather Kingdom's army, filled with terror and despair... In just a few breaths, tens of thousands of elite soldiers had perished.

Time passed slowly, and on the eerie battlefield, countless people died tragically every moment. Now, there were no more heart-wrenching screams, because they were too exhausted to shout anymore. All that remained were chilling, ghostly howls...

On the high platform, General Guo Xiong, the two Foundation Establishment deacons, and other generals and commanders showed no fear or anger... only pale faces and blank expressions as they watched the scene unfolding in the distance, their breathing extremely calm.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the high platform was... eerily quiet, so quiet it was despairing.

Behind the army of the Fanli Kingdom, there were two figures dressed in black robes, one tall and one short, standing straight. The two were none other than Gui Li and Gui Yan of the Zang Gui Men.

Gui Li remained calm, closed his eyes, and breathed softly, as if enjoying himself.

"The aura of death is truly intoxicating." Gui Li's voice drifted out with great relish, his expression one of indescribable ease, as if he were savoring an extremely delicious meal.

"Although it's a bit few, we can't just waste it like this. Ghost Eye, let these millions of lives be your first ghost sacrifice." Ghost Li turned to look at the dull boy beside him and spoke slowly.

Ghost Eyes stared blankly, saying nothing. He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and formed a strange hand seal while uttering obscure incantations...

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On Mount Daming, cultivators from the Illusion Cloud Sect, the Fence Kingdom, and the Fire Feather Kingdom were meditating with their eyes closed.

Suddenly, He Yinghua's expression changed. He opened his eyes, flicked his sleeve, and a jade slip of emerald green appeared in his hand. Its surface shimmered and flashed wildly.

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, He Yinghua showed a look of surprise and immediately sent a wisp of his divine sense into it.

A moment later, his expression suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly, looking at the distant ghost temple with an extremely gloomy expression.

The other nine Golden Core cultivators from the Fire Feather Kingdom sensed He Yinghua's unusual activity, opened their eyes, and stood up. The more than a thousand disciples behind him naturally stopped their meditation and stood up as well.

"Brother He, what happened?" Ye Qingyun frowned and asked in a low voice.

He Yinghua did not answer, but tossed the jade slip in his hand to Ye Qingyun, while he himself continued to stare intently at the Ghost God opposite him.

Ghost God seemed to sense something, opened his eyes and looked at He Yinghua, revealing a strange smile. At the same time, he and the people of the Fanli Kingdom all stood up.

More than ten elderly men in gray robes in the middle of the platform also stood up, their faces calm, but they did not take the initiative to speak.

"What! The elders of the Burial Ghost Sect led a group to attack our sect, and... and people from the Illusion Cloud Sect too!" Huang Long, the leader of the Huai Mountain Sect, was shocked after scanning the jade slip with his divine sense and blurted out.

With the emerald jade slip in Ye Qingyun's hand, the other eight Golden Core cultivators naturally scanned it with their divine senses. Upon learning the information inside, they were all filled with shock and anger, looking at the two cultivators opposite them with hostility and apprehension.

Upon hearing this, the more than a thousand disciples behind him all trembled and their faces turned pale instantly.

Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered, as if he was pondering something. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of a possibility, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Ghost Sha, you challenged us to a duel to resolve the dispute between our two countries, yet you secretly sent people to ambush my Fire Feather Kingdom's sect. What is the meaning of this?" He Yinghua skillfully avoided the conflict with the Illusion Cloud Sect, his expression cold and stern as he questioned Ghost Sha in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist He, please calm down. Most of the Golden Core cultivators in my Fanli Kingdom are here. The rest of them are nothing to worry about. It's just a small skirmish. There's no need for Sect Leader He to take it so seriously, haha..." Ghost Killer suddenly smiled broadly and laughed heartily.

"Ghost Clan Master, Sect Leader He, three days have passed. It's time for you to have your final battle." At this moment, Sect Master Fangtian suddenly spoke without expression, his words no longer as polite as before, but carrying a hint of command.

"Sect Master Fangtian, I have important matters to attend to and cannot stay any longer. Please forgive me. I will definitely visit you another day to apologize!" He Yinghua suppressed his anger, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the Huanyun Sect members, ignored the cultivators from the Fanli Kingdom, flicked his sleeve, released the green spirit bamboo raft, and was about to take everyone away.

"Brother He, this is clearly a carefully planned conspiracy. If you want to leave now, it won't be so easy." Ye Qingyun said coldly with a gloomy face.

"What! What do you mean by that, Brother Ye?" He Yinghua slowed his movements and turned around to look at Ye Qingyun, a shadow of gloom flashing across his mind.

Ye Qingyun sighed, said nothing, and with a flick of his arm, a purple light shot out in one direction into the air.

The people of the Fire Feather Kingdom subconsciously glanced over and saw that when the purple light shot up to a height of several dozen feet, it seemed to encounter an obstacle and stopped there, unable to move an inch. Then, after a buzzing sound, it dissipated and disappeared.

An invisible ripple spread through the void, with a faint golden light flickering within it. After a few breaths, it subsided, and no further abnormalities could be seen.

Upon seeing this, the hearts of all the cultivators in the Fire Feather Kingdom sank.

Especially for Golden Core cultivators, Ye Qingyun's seemingly casual strike could be clearly felt by them. The energy contained in that casually released purple light was comparable to the full-force strike of an early Golden Core cultivator.

Such power only caused slight ripples in the light barrier of the magic array above. They knew that they alone could not possibly break through this array.

"Sect Master Fangtian, why did you do this?" He Yinghua could no longer suppress his anger and spoke coldly.

He Yinghua was a late-stage Golden Core cultivator with four hundred years of Dao experience. He had a wealth of life experience and had been in charge of the Kongsang Sect for many years. He was no ordinary person. How could he not see the shady dealings between the Huanyun Sect and the Zanggui Sect?

He had been holding back because he believed that even if the Illusion Cloud Sect helped the Burial Ghost Sect, it would only be doing so secretly. Even if the other party was the number one sect in Qingzhou, it would be impossible for them to openly suppress a medium-sized sect.

In the entire Qingzhou, there are only eight medium-sized sects, with two in each of the four regions of the southeast, northwest and southwest. One can imagine how profound the foundation of a medium-sized sect is.

Moreover, every medium-sized sect has a Nascent Soul expert in charge. Once a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul realm, they are practically immortal, except when their lifespan is exhausted.

Minor skirmishes are fine, but who would dare to actually launch an attack on the sect's gate? Even large sects wouldn't do such a thing!

At this moment, the Illusion Cloud Sect intervened almost without hesitation, and even set up an extremely powerful array here, which they had planned in advance.

In fact, with He Yinghua and Ye Qingyun's cultivation at the late Golden Core stage, they felt the fluctuations of the great formation as soon as they arrived here. However, at that time, the two did not think much of it and assumed that it was just a simple formation and restriction set up by the Huanyun Sect for the sake of fairness in the battle.

However, it now seems that things are not that simple...

"It's nothing. Since Sect Leader He wants to break the contract, my Huanyun Sect, as the arbiter of this competition, naturally cannot just let you fellow Daoists leave like this."

Fang Tian's expression turned cold without him even realizing it, and the other elders of the Illusion Cloud Sect also looked over with hostile gazes, as if they might make a move at any moment.

"Does Fellow Daoist Fang mean that he intends to directly attack our Kongsang Sect?" He Yinghua's face darkened completely, and he spoke coldly.

"Sect Leader He, you misunderstand. How could I possibly lay a hand on you fellow Daoists? I merely wish to trouble you all to stay here for a few days. Sect Leader He, you can rest assured that as long as you don't cause any trouble, I guarantee that you and the other fellow Daoists here will be safe and sound." Fang Tian said coldly, with a forced smile, the threat already obvious.

"Do you think I'll just sit here and wait to die?" He Yinghua shouted coldly.

"If that's the case, then please do as you please, fellow Daoist." Fang Tian hesitated for a moment, then sneered and led the other dozen or so gray-robed elders back a bit, adopting an attitude of not caring about anything.

Ghost Slayer smiled at He Yinghua and his group, and also led his men back a little, without making any move to stop them.

"Fellow Daoists, there is no need to hold back now. We must join forces to break through the great formation and quickly return to the Fire Feather Kingdom to take charge of the overall situation!" He Yinghua's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was extremely angry. His eyes were slightly red as he spoke in a deep voice.

"good!"

"No problem!"

"Don't worry, Sect Leader He, we will do our utmost!"

The other Golden Core cultivators from the Fire Feather Kingdom were also extremely anxious. Seeing that the two opposing cultivators had an indifferent attitude, no one objected. They immediately spoke up and revealed their most powerful magic weapons.