novelapdf #374 - Calculation and counter-calculation
#374 - Calculation and counter-calculation
Zhan Wusi's laughter echoed in the empty hall, laced with a hint of glee and mockery.
She looked at Qiu Yunhe, her eyes full of disdain: "Qiu Yunhe, is that all the backbone you have? I'm telling you, I've been waiting for this day even longer than you have. Fellow Daoist Li has already promised me to take your life."
However, Qiu Yunhe did not attack Li Chengfeng as she expected, but instead suddenly lunged towards Zhan Wusi, angrily scolding: "You vile woman, so it was you who harmed me!"
But just as he was about to touch Zhan Wusi, Li Chengfeng's Heavenly Dao Sword struck like lightning, the sword of righteousness pierced through Qiu Yunhe's dantian, causing him to let out a shrill scream, and finally collapse in a pool of blood.
This scene shocked everyone present.
Li Chengfeng turned to Zhan Wusi and said, "You can avenge your son's death yourself. After you're done, leave this place and live in anonymity."
Zhan Wusi was moved to tears and kowtowed to Li Chengfeng again to express her gratitude.
Afterward, she used demonic arts, seizing Qiu Yunhe's soul from the surging blood energy, and sneered, saying she would make him taste all kinds of torture.
Li Chengfeng did not stop her, but simply waved his hand to signal her to leave, and used the Soul Severing Technique to erase her memory of today's events.
As Zhan Wusi left, the remaining four demonic cultivators realized their situation and attacked Li Chengfeng one after another, attempting to find a glimmer of hope.
Zhang Rui Chu was even more furious, questioning: "Why is Li Chengfeng so lucky and powerful, why does Heaven favor you so much? Is the Heavenly Dao unfair?"
However, Li Chengfeng ignored these childish questions, and with a wave of his hand, five different and bizarre sword intents pierced through the air, easily severing their heads and obliterating their souls.
In this process, the Regret Severing Sword not only severed their lives, but also absorbed their lifespan.
This Regret Severing Sword had a similar effect to the 'Cauldron Bottom Dao Source', able to absorb the enemy's lifespan for its own use.
Li Chengfeng used this lifespan to cast secret techniques or as consumption for the Regret Severing Sword and the power of curses. Therefore, after killing these five people, his life foundation increased by another two hundred years.
Finally, Li Chengfeng sent the corpses of these demonic figures into the altar of Little Green Mountain, preparing them for sacrifice.
As blood was injected, his magical artifacts became even more radiant, especially the Regret Severing Sword, which became even more bizarre and unpredictable after absorbing lifespan.
After completing a series of arrangements for Little Green Mountain, Li Chengfeng felt much more relaxed, and he began to carefully examine and improve his sword dao cultivation.
He slowly walked towards the summit of Little Path Mountain, each step appearing so firm and composed.
The Frog Saint followed behind him flatteringly, its big eyes rolling around, and then, as if possessing spirituality, the Book of Sin accurately landed in his hand with a whoosh.
The Old Demon transformed into a ball of warm flame, gently landing on his shoulder, adding a touch of intimacy and companionship.
And the Little Vermillion Bird flashed and entered his dantian, nurturing each other with the sword qi, forming a wonderful complementary relationship between the three.
Li Chengfeng smiled and said to the people beside him, "According to my deductions, the Blackwater Swamp should have already begun preparing their sacrifice to Little Green Mountain for a final blow. We can't sit idly by, we have to give them a taste of their own medicine."
The Old Demon heard this and said with some worry, "Master, although everything is within your plan, those sacrificial items are all gnome demons, and their sacrifice is likely to fail. What should we do?"
Li Chengfeng smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with the light of wisdom: "We must also perform a sacrifice, and it will be the entire Little Green Mountain.
What's the use of keeping it? Frog Saint, are you reluctant to leave this place?
Don't forget, true experts are not limited by territory.
The altar I carved on your back is to allow you to slowly improve yourself by borrowing the spiritual energy of Little Green Mountain wherever you go.
This way, you have both freedom and strength, isn't that better?"
After hearing this, the Frog Saint was still a little dissatisfied, but was also moved by Li Chengfeng's words, and laughed loudly: "Master is right, you are still the most thoughtful. I will go and prepare the sacrifice, and let Zhui Yun assist me."
Upon hearing this, Zhui Yun's face showed a smile, but then revealed a hint of hesitation: "Master, although this Soul Sacrifice Technique is powerful, if it is used against a strong person like Qingyun Old Ancestor, I am afraid that entering his sea of consciousness will also be fraught with danger."
Li Chengfeng shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I naturally won't let you take risks. You only need to use the Soul Sacrifice Technique to send the soul of this late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator of the Evil Dragon Race into his sea of consciousness together.
With the two souls fighting, even if he is a Transformation God Realm expert, he will be greatly disturbed."
As he spoke, a sealed soul appeared in his hand, which was a trump card he had prepared long ago.
Zhui Yun was immediately enlightened after hearing this, and laughed loudly: "Master is wise! In this way, I can both complete the task and ensure my own safety.
With the Book of Sin in hand, I can travel thousands of miles in an instant, so there is no need to worry."
Li Chengfeng nodded and continued: "You can start preparing now.
Once enough power erupts over there, you will immediately begin the sacrifice.
Let this storm brew in peace, and then erupt at the most critical moment."
Hua Zixuan suddenly opened his eyes from meditation, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, and a decisive smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He waved his sleeves lightly, and a long sword instantly appeared in his hand, the sword body surrounded by clear energy, as if it could cut off all the filth in the world.
He silently recited in his heart: "Today, I can finally end this feud with my own hands."
After saying that, his figure flashed, disappearing in place like a ghost, and was silently sent out of Little Green Mountain by the well-arranged formation.
Using the Dust of Years gifted by Li Chengfeng, Hua Zixuan hid his figure, shuttling through the forest like a ghost, heading straight for the Blackwater Swamp.
His heart was full of fighting spirit, although he was alone at the moment, he firmly believed that the Qingyun Sect ultimately belonged to him.
Even if it is temporarily controlled by Qingyun Old Ancestor, as long as he raises his arms and shouts, those elders who are loyal to him will definitely respond to his call.
Even if they choose to remain silent, Hua Zixuan has already prepared for a quick battle, he knows that in this plan, timing and cooperation are crucial.
In his palm, he tightly held a sound transmission talisman, which was the link between him and Li Chengfeng.
As long as this sound transmission talisman lights up, it means that he is about to launch a fatal blow, forming a pincer attack with Li Chengfeng, jointly resisting Qingyun Old Ancestor and his forces.
Hua Zixuan's speed was extremely fast, and he soon arrived at the edge of the Blackwater Swamp.
The scene before him was shocking, the entire swamp was shrouded in poisonous gas, and a strange atmosphere was revealed in the silence.
A huge altar stood on the edge of the swamp, covered with complex runes, emitting an ominous aura.
On the altar, ten thousand demonic gnomes used as sacrifices were wearing ordinary people's clothes, their eyes filled with fear and despair, they seemed to be forcibly captured boys and girls, becoming the victims of this evil ritual.
Not far away, another altar was even more eye-catching, with yin and yang Bagua patterns reflecting each other, containing the power of heaven and earth, and infinite power.
A Heavenly Fate Master was standing on the altar, holding a huge copper coin sword in his hand, the sword body surrounded by black gas, obviously an evil magic weapon.
Yu Yi's gray hair fluttered in the wind, but what was shocking was that even before the ceremony had begun, his hair had already turned gray, enough to see the power of this ceremony was terrifying.
Qingyun Old Ancestor followed behind the Heavenly Fate Master, and asked with some uncertainty in his tone: "Fellow Daoist Yu Yi, how confident are you in this attack? Is this price a bit too high?"
Hearing this, the Heavenly Fate Master Yu Yi just smiled coldly and did not answer directly, but his eyes revealed an unquestionable determination and madness.
Hua Zixuan watched coldly from the side, secretly calculating how to find a breakthrough in this chaos, defeat Qingyun Old Ancestor in one fell swoop, and take back everything that belonged to him.