The most evil demon always has the ability to escape into the sky and into the earth. It should have been a matter of a flash for him to get from the lower reaches of the Yellow Spring to Bafang City.
However, the development of things was somewhat beyond Fu Chaosheng's expectations.
With a thought, he escaped from the deep darkness of the lower reaches of Huangquan. Halfway through the journey, he could not sense the existence of Bafang City. It was as if there had never been such a special city in the 72 cities of the Great Extreme Domain!
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As a last resort, he revealed himself in the void, and his destination was Fengdu City on the fourth line of defense in the Extreme Domain.
Before he could even react, the entire city seemed to be aware of his arrival!
The changes that occurred at this moment suddenly exceeded his original understanding of the polar region.
“Boom!”
The cities one after another within sight all began to shake together, as if there was some powerful force beneath them encouraging and pushing, forcing these cities to rise upwards!
Like a steeply rising mountain or cliff!
The already dim sky was immediately covered with thick shadows. The original polar region was turned into a primitive jungle built by a city!
The original Bafang City was protected by this "jungle" in the center.
Of course, Fu Chaosheng's way was blocked by this sudden change. He could clearly see the existence of this city with his eyes, but he could not perceive it with his demon sense, so he frowned.
Such a huge change shocked all the ghost cultivators in the city.
But after all, it is still inside the defense line and has not been passed out yet.
The cultivators from the Nineteen Continents have already breached the defense line of Mao City, and after repairs, they are preparing to gather the cultivators' strength and march towards Chongyang City, the most important city on the third line of defense. They are still unaware of the changes taking place in the inner part of the Polar Region.
Xie Buchen sat upright at the desk. The simple room was filled with various books and jade slips. In such an urgent wartime, it inevitably looked a bit messy.
There was a little light ink on his fingertips, and he slowly stroked on the paper.
He frowned slightly, his eyes full of calculations, looking at the formations one after another in the open book, deducing the changes in them. Once he gained something, he would record it on the blank jade slip at hand.
The conquest of Maocheng in recent days, and even the unexpected destruction of the Maocheng Watchtower formation, were all thanks to the formation in this room and his painstaking research.
But the formations in every city in the Extreme Domain have changed, and there is no way to apply what you have learned to other situations.
So when he saw that all the cultivators from the 19 continents were about to set off, Xie Buchen was still buried in the countless ancient books and records taken from the old house in the City of the Dead.
When Qu Zhengfeng walked in from outside, he already had seventeen jade slips in his hands.
The jade slips in the cultivation world are not books.
No matter how big and thick a book is, the content it can carry is limited; although the jade slip is small, the content it can carry far exceeds that of a book, so much that it is hard for ordinary people to imagine.
Xie Buchen's seventeen jade slips were indeed quite horrifying.
The doors and windows were not closed, and Qu Zhengfeng did not deliberately hide the sound of his coming, so the moment he stepped into the room, Xie Buchen's slender fingers pressing on the paper paused quietly.
He raised his head from the book and looked at Qu Zhengfeng.
Then he stood up from the table, picked up the clean snow-white silk handkerchief placed beside him, wiped off the ink stains on his hands, and smiled faintly with a hint of doubt: "It seems that Emperor Qu Jian is in trouble?"
"I passed by before leaving. I thought that recently, the name of Taoist friend Xie from Kunwu, 'Ziwei Daozi', has spread far and wide. He also found many ancient scrolls on formations in an old house in Wangsi City. Since he has already broken the formation of the Maocheng Watchtower, he should be able to break the formation of the Chongyang City Watchtower, so I came to take a look."
Qu Zhengfeng is considered a powerful figure who can call the shots.
Ever since he joined the Nineteen Continents cultivators, his overwhelming strength and cruel methods have been completely displayed to the other cultivators, making everyone feel awe and fear from the bottom of their hearts.
It was easy for everyone to notice the difference between him and the past.
Especially those powerful people and elders who had participated in the Yin-Yang Realm War eleven generations ago, all keenly discovered that Qu Zhengfeng was more ruthless and merciless, killing everyone he could.
Not to mention that Jiyuyu is afraid of him, even people in Jiuzhou themselves criticize him.
Ever since he rebelled against Yashan and dominated the sea of stars, he has been too lazy to show any respect to Kunwu, and often refuses to even go through the motions, making it clear that he is not very happy with it.
If you say that such a person is so eager to come in and take a look, Xie Buchen doesn't believe it.
But since the other party said so, he did not expose it, and only said: "The 72 cities in the extreme domain are more difficult to break through as you go deeper. The formation of Chongyang City has some strange things. It seems that it is not just a simple formation. I am not completely sure to crack it. I think His Majesty the Sword Emperor will be disappointed."
"Why is it so?"
Qu Zhengfeng walked to the window as if he was standing in his own home, feeling extremely comfortable.
"It seems to me that Master Hengxu doesn't seem to be worried about this battle at all. I heard that he had officially handed over most of the affairs of Kunwu to Fellow Daoist Xie the day before yesterday. So I have doubts in my heart, so I have no choice but to come to you."
"I wonder what doubts His Majesty the Sword Emperor has?"
Xie Buchen has always been wary of Qu Zhengfeng.
It was because when they explored the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple together that year, this man almost destroyed the foundation of his cultivation with a single palm strike. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation had already surpassed the foundation-building stage, he would have died in the world that year.
Now that he has rebelled against Yashan, this old matter can no longer be investigated.
Qu Zhengfeng seemed to be completely unaware of the old grudge between the two. He took the large black robe with gold sleeves and put it behind his back. He looked at Xie Buchen and asked meaningfully, "This battle has already destroyed a small part of the Jiyu's defense line and is approaching the third layer. According to Kunwu, do we have to continue fighting like this?"
Xie Buchen's indifferent eyes and eyebrows did not reveal any emotion, and said: "If not, what does His Majesty the Sword Emperor have to say?"
"laugh."
Upon hearing this, Qu Zhengfeng sneered.
"Don't you really know what I mean?"
Who could have failed to sense the abnormality among the cultivators in the Nineteen Continents in recent days
After the battle at Ghost Gate, those strange puppets appeared again on the city wall of Maocheng. Not to mention the powerful ones and elders of various sects who had experienced the war between Yin and Yang, even ordinary cultivators could sense that something was wrong.
These soul puppets have no real power, but they appear nonetheless.
The monks of Yashan are an extremely important force in the Central Region and even in the Nineteen Continents. The gloom and pain they have experienced in recent days have been witnessed by the other monks.
Others might not understand how serious this matter is, but Qu Zhengfeng had experienced it all personally, so how could he not know what kind of changes these soul puppets would cause
Xie Buchen had a keen insight into people's hearts and understood them very well.
He is one of the few disciples of Kunwu who can figure out the truth even though he has not been told the truth.
In his opinion, the purpose of the Eight Directions Yama Palace is closely related to the "internal troubles" faced by the cultivators of the Nineteen Continents.
Ultimately it's all about attacking the heart.
The Jiyu side holds the plan of "divide and conquer".
The appearance of each soul puppet would remind the cultivators of Yashan of the thousand cultivators of Yashan who had died in the past, and then recall the causes and consequences of the thousand cultivators’ death.
When people are in this world, emotions arise as things happen.
I can tolerate it once or twice, but what about the third and fourth time
In essence, the heroic souls of the thousand cultivators at Yashan were not killed by the ghost cultivators in the extreme domain. They really should settle accounts and find someone to pay the blood debt.
Kunwu, the first to bear the brunt!
Therefore, if this battle is delayed, or those strange soul puppets appear a few more times, the rift between Yashan and Kunwu will inevitably grow. The original intention is to "resist foreign aggression" first, but what if they have endured beyond a certain limit and finally draw their swords in anger, should they "pacify the country" first
only…
If this matter was brought up by someone else, even by Fudao Shanren, Xie Buchen would not find it strange.
But now, it was Qu Zhengfeng.
He lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, slowly put down the silk handkerchief, and when he raised his eyes again, he was looking directly at him, with an undisguised scrutiny in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty the Sword Emperor actually wants a quick victory? But I thought that you have experienced the world war, and although you rebelled against Yashan, the old hatred is hard to forget. You should be happy to see the grievances between the Yashan and Kunwu sects re-emerge, or even provoke a disaster, and a battle will not end... So, it was Xie who was short-sighted and blind, and made a wrong guess, and did not understand the true intention of His Majesty the Sword Emperor?"
"… "
What an amazing and meticulous thought!
What an astonishing courage!
Firstly, others might not be able to detect his attitude towards the old grudges of Kunwu and Yashan. Secondly, even if they guessed it, they would not dare to speculate randomly, let alone doubt his position and purpose in this battle in front of him!
But Xie Buchen in front of him has done it all.
Is Kunwu the "Ziwei Daozi" favored by heaven
Qu Zhengfeng's pupils constricted slightly, and a dangerous aura emanated from his whole body. The moment he looked at Xie Buchen, there seemed to be flashes of swords and knives in his eyes.
But in the end he didn't do anything.
Because, according to his observation, the relationship between Kunwu and his disciple might not be that harmonious. God knows who has ulterior motives
He finally smiled calmly: "Although I have rebelled against Yashan, I do hate you, Kunwu, for your conspiracy and plotting against my fellow Taoists in the past, but now is the critical moment of the battle between the Nineteen Continents and the Extreme Territory. How can I do anything? I only hope to eradicate the Eight Directions Yama Palace this morning and restore the way of reincarnation in the Nineteen Continents. Besides, I heard that Kunwu may not be able to wait any longer, right?"
"Your Majesty the Sword Emperor's words are incomprehensible."
Xie Buchen's eyes flickered, but he remained silent.
Next to the huge sand table in the middle of the room, all of it was condensed with smoke, showing the shapes and positions of the 72 cities in the polar region. The two outer circles had turned silver-white, indicating that these two lines of defense had been occupied by the 19 continents, while the two inner circles and the most central Bafang City were still deep dark red.
Qu Zhengfeng walked around the sand table, smiling as he said, "How could Brother Xie not understand? After all, if Kunwu had not had to overcome a great catastrophe over the past hundred years, how could Master Hengxu have traveled to an isolated island in the human world and accepted you as his thirteenth true disciple..."
When the two men looked at each other, their eyes were dark and contained infinite wit.
Xie Buchen finally became vaguely aware of an unusual aura, and many new guesses arose in his mind, but he did not speak them out loud.
After hesitating for a moment, he also looked at the sand table.
There were too many thoughts circling in his mind about this battle between the Yin and Yang worlds, and too many things that needed to be considered, so even though he was given power, he never said a word where he had no right to be involved.
But this does not mean that what he does is what he thinks.
In fact, compared to his apparent calmness, there has always been an lingering shadow in his heart, and this shadow is Jiyu's way of dealing with it.
If a person has 100% of his strength to fight someone, why should he use only 10% of his strength to fight an opponent with the same 100% of his strength
There's no way to win.
And this person is Jiyu in this world war.
Did Bafang Yandian make such a stupid move just by coincidence, or were they planning something behind the scenes to delay and paralyze the enemy
Xie Buchen's gaze moved away from Chongyang City, which was right behind Mao City on the third line of defense on the sand table, and moved along that circle of defense lines. Finally, it stopped on a small city in the southeast corner. He raised his slender jade-like fingers and snapped his fingers!
"puff!"
A silver light as small as a grain of rice suddenly flew out from his fingertips and hit the small phantom of the city, turning the deep black into white, but its momentum did not move forward at all!
Like a small flying sword!
They broke through two lines of defense in succession and advanced from a direction completely different from the previous marching route of the Nineteen Continents, directly reaching Bafang City!
He watched as the silver light instantly dyed the entire sand table silver-white, and turned back calmly, saying to Qu Zhengfeng: "Is this okay?"
Ever since the Yin-Yang Realm War was restarted, the monks from the Nineteen Continents have been attacking in a straight line.
As if to demonstrate their fearlessness and uprightness, they started from the gates of hell, Maocheng, and Chongyang City.
No one thought of attacking by taking a longer route.
Because this is a war between monks, victory or defeat mostly depends on absolute strength. Even if there are any clever tricks, they will not be of much use.
But at this moment, Xie Buchen means...
Qu Zhengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, guessing that the person in front of him must have a plan in mind, and was about to reply.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to speak, the ground suddenly shook.
It was very mild at first, then became severe, and soon reached the point where it was impossible to stand steadily!
The two men frowned immediately, and almost at the moment they confirmed that the vibration was unusual, they flew out at the same time, stood on the wall of Maocheng, which was almost in ruins, and looked deeper into the polar region!
I was shocked for a moment!
The huge rising shadow of the city had broken through the haze in the sky at some point, revealing its hideous face to everyone in a mighty and majestic posture!
The banks of the Yellow Springs River seem like another isolated space.
Deep darkness enveloped this world, and no sound from the outside world could be heard.
The battle between Jianchou, the Coroner King and the King of Taishan is at a critical juncture.
Although he saw through Jianchou's plan, such a plan was not something that could be easily cracked. No matter how well Coroner Wang knew it, he could not gain the upper hand in such a battle.
He simply couldn't bring himself to ignore King Tarzan.
Even after being exposed, Jianchou continued to pursue the silent King Taishan. On the one hand, he had extremely strong defense and ignored all attacks from behind; on the other hand, he recovered very quickly, and for some reason unknown to others, he did not show any pain no matter how big or heavy the injury was.
Such a battle is rare and terrifying!
Coroner Wang wanted to use his powerful attack to completely end Jianchou's life in order to put an end to her endless torture of King Taishan, but his strength was not enough to crush Jianchou like Fu Chaosheng crushed him, so after fighting for two full moments, he was unable to pose any fatal threat to Jianchou.
On the contrary, the more anxious you are, the more flaws you will find.
Even though he told himself to stay calm and rational, he could not suppress the shock in his mind and Jianchou always found opportunities to counterattack.
Once, twice, three times...
As time goes by, the advantage on the field is gradually lost.
Initially it seemed that they had the upper hand, but as the fight went on they were at a disadvantage.
As the opponent who was besieged by them, Jianchou's attack was fierce. He was able to use soul power and spiritual power at the same time. He became braver and stronger as the battle went on. He displayed the momentum of "one man guarding the pass against ten thousand men"!
It's chilling!
Even though they had the support of the "Code of Reincarnation" that King Qin Guang had practiced on them, the frustration of their fighting spirit and the loss of their strength were unavoidable.
Even the endless tricks gradually ran out of steam and were figured out by the opponents.
The battle had reached this point, and as soon as he raised his halberd, Jianchou would know what kind of attack he would launch next.
Completely suppressed!
If he hadn't experienced it himself, Coroner Wang would have found it hard to believe that there was such a powerful and tough opponent in the world!
If this continues, the only outcome is “lose”!
Despite the danger of being injured, he forced himself to summon up a force of soul and let out a long cry toward the sky. What he made was not a human voice, but the whimper of a white fox!
The bitterly cold wind instantly penetrated the clothes.
The nine pupils rotated, creating layer upon layer of phantoms of deserted villages in the mountains, and then transformed into the majestic and eerie Palace of Hell, emitting a dark blue light. It emerged from it and directly covered the oncoming Jianchou!
In an instant, heaven and earth changed!
Jianchou originally felt that the time for reaping had come and he was confident that he could kill the enemy with one blow. He was just waiting for an opportunity to act, but suddenly his vision went dark and when he looked around again, the blood-red Yellow Spring River and the charity cemetery with its pile of white bones had disappeared.
At this moment, she was completely in a huge hell palace.
Her original opponent, the coroner Wang, sat high on the throne of King Yama at the end of the hall, wearing King Yama's majestic robe, a twelve-tasseled crown on his head, holding a dark golden bamboo slip in his hand, glaring at her, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Jianchou frowned immediately.
The face of the coroner Wang was hidden behind the hanging pearl tassels. His originally deep blue cat's eyes turned into eerie fox eyes, which were extremely captivating.
With a push of his hand, he slowly spread out the bamboo slip.
The three characters "Book of Life and Death" on the edge appear extremely dark.
He looked at Jianchou below, with a bewitching smile on his lips: "Don't you want to know where your unborn child is now?"