"Friend Yan, please don't go too far. Even if you talk to your ancestor, you still have to be reasonable."
Hang Wu said expressionlessly.
But as soon as he opened his mouth to say this, Master Yisong of the Pure Land Sect's face changed and he secretly said that something was wrong.
"No, this is going to be bad."
This time when he led the team into the secret realm, he had done his homework. In addition to reading various jade slips and classics in the temple, he also tried his best to inquire about some situations from some elders. Elder Yuanjing, the abbot of the sect, once said something.
"Most of the fourth-level demon cultivators in the secret realm have eccentric personalities. They are different from human Yuanying cultivators. Most human Yuanying cultivators do not like to go out, and will not participate in trivial matters. They like to stay in seclusion all year round.
The fourth-level demon cultivators are not like this. They may kill people in anger because of a small matter. Do not mention them for no reason in the secret realm. Remember, remember!"
This is indeed the case. At the entrance to the Wuliang Sect, the Yuanying ancestor of the Wuliang Sect, although he sensed that there was something wrong with the people brought by the Taixuan Sect, he had no intention of going over to investigate further.
Hang Wu also thought so. A Yuanying ancestor would never get involved in such matters involving the younger generation. Therefore, he spoke with great confidence and was awe-inspiring.
"Hehehe... Since you guys want to talk about reason, then I will talk to you about reason."
At this time, a sinister voice came from behind. It was Yin Congfeng. He had walked to the front of the mountain from Mei Bucai and others. Under the instruction of Elder Peng, Mei Bucai and others allowed him to detect the spiritual roots. He only detected three people and then gave up.
While Yin Congfeng was speaking, his black robe fluttered in the wind. He stretched out his hand and slapped his waist, and a small round object fell into his hand. The object was light yellow in color, and looked like jade but was not jade. It was somewhat similar to the copper coins used by ordinary people.
He stared at Hang Wu in the field with his eagle eyes, and put the thing to his mouth. His lips moved slightly, and then he threw it away. The small thing turned into a stream of light and flew quickly into the sky. It disappeared in a flash without a trace.
"This is... the Falling Voice Jade. What a great gift! This is a treasure that can transmit messages over thousands of miles."
A somewhat strange voice was heard, it was Xia Hua. He stared at the direction where Yuhuan disappeared, his face changed several colors, and he muttered.
The "Falling Voice Jade" is several times more precious than the "Ten Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Note" and is not something that a Jindan cultivator can possess. It is a treasure owned by the legendary Yuanying monster.
“Ah… Amitabha!”
Yisong Buddha chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, but his voice was trembling. The other party actually dared to alarm the old monster at the Nascent Soul level.
For a moment, the whole world fell silent. Two of the three demon cultivators were standing in the air, and one was standing on the peak of the Wuliang Sect. They all looked up at the sky with sneers on their faces, not saying a word.
These human cultivators, even the Jindan cultivators, were shocked and at a loss as to what to do due to this sudden change, not to mention the low-level disciples.
No one expected it to turn out like this, including Elder Peng and others who were stunned, with countless curses rising in their hearts.
"Damn it, if we notify the fourth-level demon cultivator, once he comes, God knows what will happen..."
Elder Peng and the others also began to worry. Although what they said was true, old monsters over a thousand years old were all moody. They might be calm and composed one moment, and blood would flow like a river the next.
It is very possible that this old monster would kill all the human cultivators here without any reason because of the cheating of these three sects.
Although Jin Dan's death is a loss, it is uncertain whether it will eventually lead to a war at home and abroad. It is possible that his death will be in vain.
Elder Peng kept cursing in his heart, but at this moment he had no way out. He looked at Yin Congfeng beside him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"My vagina friend, you are taking this a little too far."
Yin Congfeng was looking towards the sky. He turned around and grinned when he heard this.
"Elder Peng, don't worry, this is not your problem!
Moreover, the person in charge of supervision this time is Master Tonggui. When the secret realm was opened, he just came out of retreat and gave me a 'Falling Voice Jade'. This is really useful. After all, we can't die in a conspiracy."
He had not said anything before because he was observing the reactions of the four sects.
As for the use of the "Falling Voice Jade", actually no matter what the three parties in the Shibuyuan said, he would crush it in the end. However, before crushing it, he wanted to know more information so that he could describe it in more detail when transmitting the message.
Elder Peng felt relieved after hearing the first half of Yin Congfeng's words, but after hearing the words "Uncle Bronze Ghost" at the end, he couldn't help but shudder all over, and cold sweat instantly flowed down his forehead.
Of course he knew that there were seven fourth-tier monsters in this secret realm. The "Uncle Bronze Ghost" mentioned by Yin Congfeng was actually an iron-backed bronze ghost beast. Its combat power was only ranked fourth among the seven monsters, and its attack was considered to be of medium level.
But its physical strength ranks first, and its ability to withstand blows is comparable to that of a top-grade magic weapon. Ordinary magic weapons will not cause any ripples at all when hitting its body.
Even the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator from the Ten-Step Academy, who was famous for his sharp attacks, didn't want to meet him. He was truly extremely difficult to deal with, as if Yan Motian was his disciple.
It is said that this Iron-backed Bronze Ghost beast has a violent personality, a cruel heart and ruthless hands. It ranks among the top three in the secret realm for cruelty. Those who fall into its hands will have a miserable end, which is even more painful than being thrown into the eighteenth level of Shura Purgatory. In the past, this beast went out of the secret realm to do something and turned into a human form, an ugly man. On the way, he met a team of seven young cultivators. These seven people were the leaders of the local Zhang family of immortal cultivation, and they were all high-spirited.
One of the disciples, named Zhang Feng, was disdainful of his ugly appearance and arrogant attitude, so he made a sarcastic remark about his appearance.
After hearing this, the Bronze Ghost did not get angry. He just grinned and subdued all the people with a wave of his hand. Then he took the seven people and went straight to the residence of the Zhang family of immortal cultivation.
He used his supreme magical powers to gather more than a thousand people of the Zhang family, young and old, into the courtyard of the mansion, and used the technique of turning the ground into a prison to trap them there alive.
He also used his magical powers to force them to stay awake all the time, with their eyes wide open and in a state of excitement. He sat on the clouds, lined up the seven people in a row, and started with Zhang Feng, the cultivator who mocked him first, and ate them alive.
His way of eating started from the fingers and arms, little by little, instead of biting them all off in one go. He would often pull hard, and a finger, along with its long tendons, would be pulled out of the body little by little.
The skin inside the wound was snow-white at first, and then a large amount of blood gushed out, dyeing it a thick red. Zhang Feng's shrill screams resounded through the heavens and earth, and continued without interruption. The deafening roar of pain that penetrated into the bone marrow could be heard within a radius of dozens of miles.
The ferocious beast had blood on the corners of its mouth as it chewed slowly, making a crunching sound, as if slowly savoring the delicacies of the world. Its face was filled with relaxation and it looked like it was enjoying the meal.
When Zhang Feng's second finger was torn, half of his body was stretched and shrunk into a ball due to cramps, while the other half remained its normal size.
He kept trembling and begging to die quickly, but the demon was not moved at all. Instead, he kept using his magic power to stimulate Zhang Feng, preventing him from fainting and keeping him awake at all times.
But he continued to tear and eat, and from time to time he pointed at the people in the yard below with his bloody fingers, as if he was considering whose turn would be next.
When he swallowed the third finger, some people in the mansion below had already started dying. They were frightened to death, and their shit and urine were flowing out. They rolled their eyes and fell to the ground and died.
Zhang Feng had already gone crazy when his third finger was pulled away. Even though his soul was protected and kept awake by the opponent's magic power, it was still at the limit of his endurance and he lost his mind in an instant.
Among the remaining six monks standing in a row, one of them suddenly stood up, shouting loudly, with fear on his face, and unconsciously tried to escape, but how could he get away
The monster just waved its hand, and two people flew directly towards him. As they got closer and closer, the two men watched him more clearly as he tore off the human skin and flesh bit by bit.
The two men were so frightened that they were shitting and pissing. In a fit of rage, the bronze ghost beast kicked one of them to the ground and they exploded into two balls of blood mist.
The clan members in the mansion below were also unable to close their eyes due to the spell. Even the old ancestor, who had always been regarded by the Zhang clan as the supreme late Jindan great perfection, could only watch the bloody scenes above.
His eyes were bloodshot, but he could not move or make any sound. Only the blood beads in the corners of his eyes made him look extremely resentful and hideous.
Many members of his family were so frightened that they died with their eyes wide open and thick black blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.
In this way, the bronze ghost beast stayed in Zhang's mansion for more than an hour, and someone secretly reported the matter to the Zhang family's sect, Shibuyuan.
When the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Ten-Step Courtyard arrived, in more than an hour, the demon cultivator had only eaten the arm of Zhang Feng, who had provoked him. He really chewed the food slowly, and hundreds of people were frightened to death.
When the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ten-Step Courtyard was still a hundred miles away, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Bronze Ghost Demon cultivator, and it was obvious that he could not continue.
After swallowing up the dying Zhang Feng, whose soul had become transparent, he punched down in the air. With his strong body, he razed the entire Zhang family mansion to the ground with just one punch.
All members of the Zhang family, regardless of age or gender, were turned into blood and mud by this attack.
His sudden action was seen clearly by the Ten-Step Courtyard Nascent Soul cultivator's spiritual sense, which made the old Nascent Soul monster so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, and he was nearly a hundred miles away in an instant.
With loud shouts, they started fighting with him. The two old monsters at the Nascent Soul stage attacked, making the sun and moon dim, and sand and rocks flew everywhere. Everything within a thousand miles was razed to the ground with loud rumbling sounds.
This made the Yuanying old monster of Shibuyuan even more furious. The people below were all the families protected by his Shibuyuan. Seeing countless deaths and injuries in an instant, he became even more furious.
Although the sword cultivator's attack was sharp, the beast had skin and bones of iron and steel, and for a moment he could not do anything to it. After fighting for half an incense stick, the beast actually escaped. The Nascent Soul ancestor of Shibuyuan was so angry that he went straight back to the sect and was about to open the teleportation array to the secret realm to kill the monk.
Finally, several Yuanying ancestors from the Ten-Step Courtyard talked about this matter with the fourth-level monster from the secret realm. After learning that it was the Zhang family who spoke rudely first, the Yuanying ancestor who had some relationship with the Zhang family could only sigh. In the world of cultivating immortals, it is a taboo to rebel against one's superiors.
If you have the ability, then come back and take revenge, otherwise your death will be in vain.
Finally, Shibuyuan considered that if they went to war with the secret realm, there was a Wuliang Sect on the other side waiting for an opportunity to strike, and the result would be unpredictable. So they had no choice but to ask the secret realm to pay a certain amount of compensation and supply those families implicated in the fighting, and then gave up.
However, the reputation of this ferocious beast became very popular for a while. Many people who knew the inside story were very afraid of this ferocious beast and avoided it on weekdays.
Unexpectedly, this would be the time for the secret trial in this lodge. Elder Peng was nervous for a moment, with a changeable look on his face.