Just as everyone was lost in thought and in shock, more than a dozen figures shot out from the gray mist in the air in two directions, one direction towards the Wuliang Sect, and the other direction towards the mountain where the demon cultivator was.
That cold voice sounded again.
"Hahaha... what a good trick, it really took decades of effort.
"It has been investigated. Yin Congfeng, you three should take all the people from Shibuyuan, Taixuan Sect, and Pure Land Sect as guests for a few days. We will discuss the matter with the old guys from these sects and then make a decision."
As this cold voice was speaking, except for the black-robed middle-aged elder of the Wuliang Sect who was thrown back to his own mountain, the other dozen people were thrown to the mountain where the demon cultivators were.
Everyone was still in a daze and hadn't reacted when the voice sounded again.
"Wangliang Sect disciples, you guys go back for now. As for the insufficient number of Jindan to open the passage back, Motian and Mingyu can go and make up ten people.
Yin Congfeng, you arrange for the other three sects' monks to stay in Songtao Pavilion temporarily. As for the little guy in Shibuyuan who was poisoned, I will take care of him. However, this poison is really strange, very weird and difficult to deal with..."
Just as these words were spoken, the large patch of gray fog in the sky quickly dissipated.
A moment later, the clear sky reappeared in everyone's eyes, and only a lingering sound remained between heaven and earth. However, there was a hint of sarcasm in this voice, and in the end it even seemed like the person was talking to himself.
All this happened too suddenly, and before anyone could react, the building was empty. From beginning to end, except for the dozen people who were sucked into the gray air, no one could see what the old demon looked like.
When the people from Shibuyuan, Pure Land Sect and Taixuan Sect heard these words, many of them looked ashen. Being a guest here was undoubtedly like being a hostage. Only Xiahua Sword King looked a little better. At least with this senior's help, Wang Lang's life should be safe.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the three sects was depressing to the extreme. At this time, Yin Congfeng's cold voice came from the side.
"Everyone, please!"
He took a step out from the mountain where the Wuliang Sect was located, stood in the air, and looked at the Shibuyuan and other three sects with burning eyes.
On the peak of the Wuliang Sect, the black-robed middle-aged elder from the Four Symbols Peak was still sitting on the ground with a look of fear on his face. He had a dazed look on his face, and he had not yet recovered from his fear since he was thrown back.
Elder Peng and his companions hurried forward to check. The middle-aged elder in black robe was sitting on the ground in a daze. Master Yi Feng grabbed his wrist and was about to use his magic power to reach out to the black-robed elder.
But just as his palm touched the black-robed elder, the middle-aged black-robed elder sitting on the ground trembled all over and violently shook off Master Yi Feng's arm. Amid the astonished gazes of everyone, his eyes slowly became bright.
After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, sweat poured out of his forehead uncontrollably like a spring. He didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off and spoke with trembling lips.
"I... I... I'm fine, I'm fine..."
As soon as he said this, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his body, and then he exhaled heavily.
When Elder Yi and the others heard this and looked at the aura of the black-robed elder, they let out a long breath. Then, Elder Yi looked around and with a wave of his hand, he released the protective shield again, covering only the eight of them.
Next, from the black-robed monk’s narration, Master Yi Feng and his seven companions learned what had happened.
After more than a dozen of them were sucked into the gray mist, the old demon did not give them a chance to beg for mercy. Instead, he pointed at the void and grabbed Yihuo in his palm, and directly performed a soul-searching operation on Yihuo Buddha.
At the same time, with a wave of his other hand, he sealed the tongue consciousness of the middle-aged man in black robe and others, making it impossible for them to beg for mercy. However, he did not seal the other five senses, making them feel the immense pain of the One Fire Buddha at all times.
Yihuo's shrill screams and the blood flowing from his seven orifices, as well as the facial features that were so distorted that they were no longer human, made Hangzhi, Xiachi and the middle-aged man in black robe feel like they were about to die, but they couldn't speak. The fear in their eyes became even stronger.
Qiu Jiuzhen and his gang of low-level cultivators were so frightened that they were trembling all over and their faces were ashen. They had even lost the courage to beg for mercy. Several Qi Condensation cultivators screamed miserably, their eyes rolled back and they fainted out of fright.
After searching Yihuo's spiritual consciousness, the Bronze Ghost Beast seemed to have gained something. Fierce light flashed in its eyes, and there was even a hint of anger. This frightened Hang Zhi and others so much that they almost fainted. They tried desperately to shrink back, but could not move at all.
The Iron-backed Bronze Ghost beast sealed Yihuo's tongue sense and threw it aside. His fierce eyes swept over the remaining people one by one. When he swept over the middle-aged elder in black robe, he paused, narrowed his eyes as if thinking about something, and finally fell directly on Hang Zhi.
The look from him made Hang Zhi's delicate body tremble and her pretty face turned blue. However, the old demon grabbed her with a sneer, without any mercy. After untying Hang Zhi's tongue, he started to search her soul without waiting for her to beg for mercy.
When that sharp and shrill scream sounded, Hang Zhi's expression was extremely painful, with veins bulging on his face and neck, and he had long lost his former beauty. However, the middle-aged elders in black robes clearly saw the enjoyment on the Iron-backed Bronze Ghost beast's face.
He even closed his eyes, as if recalling another scream. In the extreme terror of the black-robed middle-aged man and his companions, it was Xia Chi's turn...
Finally, throwing the three men with bloody faces aside, looking as if they didn't know whether to live or die, the middle-aged elder in black robe had no choice but to close his eyes and wait for his fate to come.
But after waiting for a while, there was no movement, but he heard the ferocious beast talking to itself. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of fierce eyes staring at him, which made him feel cold in his heart.
“You’re lucky, kid. I was originally worried that this matter was extremely secretive and their memories might have been hidden or tampered with by the three sects, but you’re lucky, kid. After comparing the memories of the three of them, they’re basically the same.
You were all picked by me at random. I don’t think even the three sects would modify the memories of dozens of Jindan people. This is the result of this matter.
In this case, there is no need to search your soul, after all, it was your sect that informed you of this. But just now you had the intention of killing someone with a borrowed knife, so if the three of them had a slight difference in their memories, you would not be able to escape now. " Just when the middle-aged elder in black robe was in a dream, the beast looked at Qiu Jiuzhen and others, but he did not search their souls again, but just stretched out his hand, and in Qiu Jiuzhen's horrified eyes, the storage bag on her body flew over.
Then, without any hindrance at all, the beast easily forced it open. With just a sweep of its spiritual sense, it took out a green gourd.
At the same time, Qiu Jiuzhen spat out a mouthful of blood because her spiritual consciousness left on the storage bag was forcibly wiped away, and the ferocious beast didn't even look at her.
With another wave of his hand, the storage items on Wang Lang's body fell into his hands. The spiritual consciousness on the storage bag was also forcibly erased. The unconscious Wang Lang suddenly spat out a mouthful of brown blood.
The moment the blood he spat out fell into the gray mist, the surrounding mist seemed to be assimilated into brown.
After taking a look at the blood that Wang Lang spat out, and then looking at the gray mist that had changed color, the ferocious beast's gaze paused.
With a puzzled look in his eyes, he bent his finger and a drop of blood flew out from the mist and landed on his fingertips. It was a drop of brown blood.
"Hehehe... This poison is not found in the secret realm. It seems to be a new poison prepared by the Wuliang Sect. It's quite interesting."
However, this poison was of no harm to him and was just interesting, which made him take another look at it. After looking at it, he gently rubbed his thumb and index finger, and the drop of blood turned into a wisp of light smoke and dissipated.
Then the ferocious beast took out a green gourd from Wang Lang's storage bag. Looking at the two green gourds in front of it, the bronze ghost beast's eyes flashed with ferocity, and no one knew what it was thinking.
After a moment, he set his sights on the eight Qi Condensation disciples of Taixuan Sect, and then scanned each of them one by one with his spiritual sense. With his level of cultivation, he didn't need to use any external objects or magic power to detect spiritual roots.
After scanning them one by one with his spiritual sense, he already understood in his mind that these eight Qi Condensation Stage disciples were indeed uniform and all had mixed spiritual roots of the five elements.
"There really is a problem, they are all mixed spiritual roots, exactly the same as what the three of them remembered. How can we justify this without making them pay a heavy price
Last time, I only killed a few thousand people, but you made me pay so many spirit stones and treasures. This time, I will make you pay me back with interest."
There was a fierce gleam in his eyes as he made the following decision.
After hearing this, Elder Peng and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, the fourth-level monster really gave the Wuliang Sect some face, otherwise the second person to search the soul would probably be the black-robed elder.
At the same time, when Yihuo, Hangzhi and others landed on the demon cultivation mountain, dozens of Jindan elders from the three sects immediately flew over. After they checked, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although Yihuo, Hangzhi and Xiachi looked miserable and their breath was extremely weak, they were still conscious. It was obvious that the beast had used extremely clever means to make them suffer and deliberately chill their hearts.
However, they have avoided some forbidden areas in the sea of consciousness that cannot be touched at all. This has enabled the three of them to retain their sanity. But even so, it has caused great harm to the three of them, and they will need at least several years or even more than ten years of recuperation to recover.
As for Qiu Jiuzhen and the others, they were really frightened. The storage bags were returned to them, except for the two green gourds.
At this point, Xia Hua Jian Wang, Yisong Buddha, and Hang Wu Xianchang knew that nothing could be done. Their three sects would not be able to go back without the other party's permission. They could only accept their fate and follow the orders of the demon cultivator.
Under Yin Congfeng's arrangement, Jin Chuiyan and Wu Wuan "invited" the three sects to gather the remaining disciples, and then set off immediately.
However, when all the people from the three sects looked towards the mountain where the Wuliang Sect was located, there was tremendous hatred in their eyes, but the Wuliang Sect seemed not to see it and began to organize their troops and prepare to return.
They knew that the three sects would not dare to attack them no matter what, and they estimated that as soon as they did so, the ferocious beast would immediately appear here.
No one could have expected this final result. Just as Elder Peng and others were about to leave, a cold voice was heard.
"Elder Peng, I didn't expect that the final winner would be your Wuliang Sect. After several battles, you have the most remaining cultivators. You must be hiding something."
Xia Hua Sword King spoke loudly as he flew into the air, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"All three of your teams have made it through the Wheel of Life and Death. Even the demon cultivators in the secret realm don't have such strength. Awesome, awesome!"
Immortal Hang Wu also turned around with a smile on his face, and then glanced at the demon cultivators.
"Amitabha, I never thought that you donors could still take first and second place despite our calculations. This is not just due to your supernatural powers."
Yisong Buddha was a bachelor, and at this moment, he directly admitted the plot. He also bowed solemnly in the direction of the Wangliang Sect.
After saying that, the three of them, with the people behind them who were filled with hatred, flew towards the demon cultivator in front.
These people were of course resentful. Not only did the plan fail this time, they were now being held hostage here, with their lives or deaths already at stake. Given the unpredictable moods of the demon cultivators, they were extremely worried. All of this was caused by the interference of the Wuliang Sect.
When Elder Peng and others heard what the three of them said, the faces of many people in the Wuliang Sect changed again and again. Each of the three people's words seemed simple, but each of them was a word of murder.
If the demon cultivators in the secret realm think deeply about it, they will think more and more, and it is not impossible that they will search their souls and detain them in the end. This is truly killing without shedding blood and leaving no trace while borrowing a knife.