The Central Region has a territory of about 3,000 years, and for thousands of years, Yashan and Kunwu have been the most respected.
Different from the aloof temperament of Yashan, Kunwu always shows a sense of being an ordinary and upright sect, whether it is from the scale of Kunwu's eleven peaks, the number of disciples recruited, or the habit of maintaining balance and order among all parties. Especially after the Yin-Yang Realm War eleven sixty years ago, thousands of Yashan cultivators died, but Kunwu "accidentally" retained most of its strength in this war. In the following six hundred and sixty years, it has undoubtedly become the leading sect in the Central Region. Whether in terms of reputation or strength, it has left the former Yashan behind.
The bay of Jiutou River is the holy land that countless monks dream of.
The more crisis a great sect encounters, the more clearly its strength will be revealed.
But at this moment, it's useless.
The war between Yin and Yang realms has restarted, and the elites of each major sect have undoubtedly been dispatched by each major sect. A very small number of them are stationed in Tomorrow's Star Sea and Dongji Ghost Gate, and the vast majority have followed Zhenren Hengxu into the Polar Region to fight against the Eight Directions Yama Palace.
Most of those who stayed behind in the sect were not strong enough.
The same goes for Kunwu.
There are four to five hundred people in each of the eleven peaks, and most of those with Nascent Soul cultivation or above have already left. Even if some good fighters are left behind to defend, how can they possibly contend against Qu Zhengfeng, Tomorrow Xinghai and their gang of desperate criminals
What's more, Qu Zhengfeng was well prepared.
In a chaotic place like the Tomorrow Star Sea, although many people entered the Extreme Region to participate in the Yin-Yang Realm War, there were more cultivators left. Their strength may not be very high, but it is more than enough to deal with the current Kunwu.
The human figures in the sky fell like flying swords and landed on the tops of the peaks.
The twelve-layer Kunwu mountain protection formation was hastily opened. In the past, it was a symbol of indestructibility. As long as it was opened, countless evil demons would be intimidated and dare not approach.
But now, what they are facing is nothing but a sword on the head!
“Boom!”
The giant sword of Yashan was raised high, as if to pierce the sky. The majestic sword force caused the surrounding void to vibrate before it even fell. Even the water of the Jiutou River was shaking and roaring!
When the sword fell, the formation had already broken through six layers!
A Kunwu elder who was in charge of the formation and wanted to repair it in time was immediately injured by the impact of the formation being broken by half, and his Nascent Soul was completely destroyed!
Without a person to guide the formation, no matter how brilliant it is, it is nothing but a dead object. Moreover, Kunwu has never experienced such a big change in thousands of years.
Having lived in peace for so long, I have forgotten the cruelty of the cultivation world.
Countless disciples questioned the attackers, asking them how they dared to kill Kunwu, but all they got in response was a blood-stained sword!
Don’t kill anyone below the foundation building stage, and don’t leave anyone above the golden elixir stage alive!
More than half of the 3,000 people in Kunwu Sect were slaughtered in the blink of an eye.
As the two sides used spiritual power to attack and defend each other, the once lush forests fell to the ground, pavilions and towers collapsed, and even the waterfall hanging down from the mountainside was flowing with bright red blood!
The protective formation kept retreating under the powerful attack.
In the end, they could only huddle on the main peak of Kunwu, with Yihe Palace as the center, protecting the remaining thousand or so disciples in the formation.
Among them, there were more than a hundred Kunwu disciples who had just entered the sect, and their cultivation levels were no more than foundation building. They were blocked by their senior brothers, uncles, and uncles with slightly higher cultivation levels. Their young faces were still immature. This shocking change happened too suddenly, and the fear and confusion in their eyes were difficult to conceal.
Especially when I saw the monk who was leading the group...
It turned out to be Qu Zhengfeng, the future Sword Emperor of the Star Sea who had rebelled against Yashan in the past!
He walked up the mountain path step by step, and the rest of the Tomorrow Star Sea monks who had been slaughtered on the main peak returned one after another and followed him.
Everyone had blood on their bodies.
They were dressed differently, both men and women, most of them came from the Sea of Tomorrow's Stars, and none of them were good people among the hundreds of people.
Gu Qingmei's cultivation has now reached the Nascent Soul stage. Although her talent is not extremely high, her father Gu Pingsheng is the elder of Kunwu after all. With the help of a lot of magical herbs, it is not difficult for her to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage within a hundred years.
She had originally wanted to join Xie Buchen in this battle between the Yin and Yang worlds.
But Gu Pingsheng said that Jiyu was an evil place and the battlefield was full of dangers. He would not let her go no matter what and forced her to stay inside the mountain gate and be well.
When the incident happened today, she was about to sneak down from the back mountain. Who would have thought that before she could even get out of the mountain gate, she would see countless fierce attacks falling on Kunwu
Unlike new disciples, Gu Qingmei is knowledgeable and experienced.
She hurried over from the back mountain on her sword, blocking the disciples with lower cultivation behind her. She looked up at Qu Zhengfeng, and when she first met his extremely calm eyes, she felt terrified, and her sword-holding hand began to tremble. But what was even more terrifying was that she actually found many unusual faces in the crowd behind him. Judging from their clothes, although they had been disguised, she could still see the shadow of the demon sect!
"You are such a despicable villain, Qu Zhengfeng. You took advantage of the emptiness of Kunwu to come up the mountain and even dared to collude with these evil demons in the southeast wilderness! Do you really think that Kunwu is easy to bully?!"
The area in front of Yihe Palace was flat. Fear, anger and contempt flashed across Gu Qingmei's pretty face at the same time. She claimed to be the daughter of Gu Pingsheng, and before the elders beside her could speak, she had already given a decisive order!
"Break the mountain gate and open the natural moat!"
Most of the elders stationed at the gate of Kunwu had high cultivation but weak combat power. They could indeed preside over the formation together. But now the mountain protection formation had been destroyed by Qu Zhengfeng's sword when it just appeared. If they wanted to "open the natural moat", it would be tantamount to cutting off their own retreat and would be very troublesome.
But in this situation, how can they hesitate any longer
Opening the natural moat simply cuts off their contact with the outside world. The news of Kunwu's accident had already spread at the moment of the accident, and the fellow disciples fighting in the Jiyu Territory will definitely rush back as soon as possible; if they hesitate for a moment and don't open the natural moat, looking at the degree of madness of Qu Zhengfeng in front of him, I am afraid that he will definitely kill them all!
“Open the chasm!!!”
The leader was a white-haired elder holding a wooden staff, with red eyes. He shouted loudly and raised his hands high.
The other elders formed seals at the same time!
"Boom..."
At this moment, the earth shook!
The entire Kunwu main peak seemed to have turned into a fragile pillar of heaven, and was on the verge of crumbling under the giant's powerful arms!
The mountain protection formation suddenly shrank another level and stopped in front of the Yihe Palace. Then the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the entire Kunwu main peak actually split open from the front mountain!
A huge chasm appeared in front of Yihe Palace!
The wind was howling violently within the natural chasm, and endless spiritual energy formed into thunder, which actually formed a terrifying barrier as high as the sky between Qu Zhengfeng and his group and Yihe Palace!
But at the same time, this barrier completely surrounded Yihe Palace into an isolated island isolated from the outside world, and even the absorption of spiritual energy from heaven and earth became difficult.
Few people know that the original Kunwu was not some kind of paradise.
A long, long time ago, there was miasma everywhere, the mountains were dangerous and the waters were treacherous. There was even a mountain that was cracked and extremely steep, and thunder, lightning and evil spirits all came out of it.
For tens of thousands of years, even monks have rarely been able to set foot here.
It was not until the White Crane Emperor appeared, practiced on the ground, killed all the evil spirits, and used his great power to gather the cracked peaks together that the main peak of today was formed. In the following tens of thousands of years, his disciples and descendants established a sect here, which was called "Kunwu".
The natural ravines and cracks in the mountains can naturally come together and also open up.
Therefore, this natural barrier became the last line of defense for the Kunwu Mountain Gate!
Many cultivators in the Tomorrow Star Sea had only heard of the legend of the Natural Chasm but had never seen it with their own eyes, let alone seeing several elders use magic to open the Natural Chasm themselves!
The violent turbulence rushed into the sky in an instant!
Many monks who were not strong enough in cultivation found it difficult to stand steadily. Some monks who were caught off guard were even swept away by the turbulent flow and thrown into the thunderstorm of the ravine, where they were torn to pieces and their souls were scattered!
Not to mention the Tomorrow Star Sea cultivators, even the elders of Kunwu themselves did not expect that the opening of this natural moat would produce such tremendous power, and they were all horrified.
But Qu Zhengfeng just watched quietly.
Neither unexpected nor surprising.
More than six hundred and sixty years have passed in a flash, but those bloody events in the past are still so clear, as if they happened just yesterday.
In the bitter fight, they waited for their "allies" who should have arrived earlier but had yet to show up. They watched the once lively faces disappear one by one in the bone-corrosive river water, and gradually went from hope to despair.
There were thousands of monks, but only a hundred were left.
There are not many disciples left in Yashan Sect, and the ghost cultivators from the opposite side of Jiyu have also been almost completely destroyed.
At this time, the talents of Kunwu arrived late. And they did not come in a large group, but just a small team to deliver a message!
The leader was Hengxu's junior fellow apprentice Shen Jiuhan.
All in all, Qu Zhengfeng should call him "Uncle Shen".
Although Shen Jiuhan was Hengxu's junior fellow in Kunwu, he was a young genius and was well-known in the Nineteen Continents. If he had not joined the sect too late and become a disciple after Hengxu, he might not be the one as famous as the Fudao Hermit of Yashan.
It is said that the Kunwu abbot, who was also their master at that time, also had a fondness for him.
He is born with handsome appearance and good talent.
Qu Zhengfeng was not familiar with him, not to mention the brutal fighting before him. Seeing that only a small group of people came from Kunwu, he asked the reason.
Unexpectedly, Shen Jiuhan spoke arrogantly and said that he was stuck on the way and could not arrive in time.
He also said that his master and senior brothers sent him to report first, but he thought Yashan was powerful and could handle it on his own and did not necessarily need their help. He did not expect that he would be beaten into such a miserable state by Jiyu.
The contempt in his words and his indifference to the tragic battle situation made the only one hundred or so remaining Yashan monks glare at him angrily. Even Qu Zhengfeng, who was usually calm and self-controlled, was filled with rage at that moment, and felt his blood run cold.
Not to mention the Imperial Mountain Trip.
Yu Shanxing is not a gifted person and is well-known in Yashan for his lack of talent and his arduous practice. Because of this, his feelings for Yashan are deeper than those of others.
Fighting along the way, he saw his old familiar fellow disciples falling one by one on the battlefield, and the Kunwu who was supposed to arrive according to the battle plan not only did not come, but the monks sent to pass on the message now also ignored the sacrifices of the countless fallen monks...
How can I not be angry? !
He immediately asked excitedly what kind of trouble Kunwu had encountered, and why even Shen Jiuhan, whose cultivation level was only at the out-of-body level, had brought people here, while the Kunwu chief and all the elders were unable to come to help.
Shen Jiuhan's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he asked him if he was doubting Kunwu
But at that time, the ghost cultivators in the Extreme Realm, led by Emperor Song, launched another wave of offensives. Perhaps they knew that both sides had reached the final moment, so their counterattack was particularly fierce.
Who can still care about Kunwu and his group
So even though he had sensed something was wrong, Qu Zhengfeng only wanted to find out the whole story later. Who would have thought that as soon as they turned to face the enemy, Shen Jiuhan behind them raised his sword towards them
Xuanyuan Sword is a sharp weapon. Speaking purely of swords, this sword is the real famous sword of Kunwu, and it can be compared with the three swords of Yashan. Although the rusty sword of Master Hengxu is also famous, the sword is famous not because of the sword itself, but because of Master Hengxu himself.
Qu Zhengfeng’s cultivation is not weak, but Shen Jiuhan is one realm higher than him.
The opponent attacked him from behind. He was already injured after fighting for a long time. How could he fight him
Everyone around was surprised, but with the Extreme Realm Ghost Cultivator approaching in front of them, no one could intervene even if they wanted to!
He was defeated step by step and was about to die by the opponent's sword.
At this time, it was Yu Shanxing who blocked the fatal sword for him...
After this battle, the war between Yin and Yang came to a temporary end.
The cultivation world failed to take back the reincarnation from King Qin Guang.
Yu Shanxing was seriously injured. The injuries caused by the Xuanyuan Sword could not be healed. He could only suppress the pain with thousands of elixirs.
Afterwards, during the meeting in Lanyue Hall, he rushed in with bloodstains all over his body, and asked everyone loudly and tearfully: Why did this battle turn out to be a tragic defeat for Yashan? Why did so many fellow disciples who should not have died die? Why can Kunwu and Yashan still coexist? !
Everyone just bowed their heads sadly.
In the Moon-Lanyue Palace, the moonlight was as bright as a silver thread and there was complete silence.
The moonlight lay coldly on the dark and cold floor tiles, illuminating the helpless and sad expressions on everyone's face.
Thousands of cultivators at Yashan have fallen, and the elite troops have been damaged.
Since Kunwu dared to find excuses to delay the rescue, firstly, it is impossible for him to admit that he has evil intentions; secondly, if he wants to seek justice, it will inevitably lead to a huge conflict.
Also in the Central Region, the weak Yashan did not dare to gamble.
They have already lost so many of their fellow disciples, how dare they easily drag the remaining surviving disciples into this endless fight and kill them again
When Yu Shanxing left Yashan, the moon in the sky was full and round, but it was ultimately a dead object, unable to illuminate the joys and sorrows of the human world.
Qu Zhengfeng remembered that he was standing in the corner of the hall at that time.
The mountain breeze blows, and the chill penetrates into the bones.
In the following years, Yu Shanxing founded the Yu Shan Sect and accepted only one disciple, requiring his successor to pass down the three words "Yu Shanxing" from generation to generation.
He wants to use this name to witness the day when the blood debt is finally paid with blood.
He refused all the elixirs from Yashan, and only relied on his own cultivation to fight against the power of the Xuanyuan Sword. In the end, he couldn't hold on. In just a few years, his cultivation regressed, and he passed away in extreme pain.
Qu Zhengfeng still remembers the words he said while holding his hand tightly and using all his strength to speak when he was dying...
"Yashan can't afford to fight, and we shouldn't start a dispute again. I don't blame my master! But Kunwu is unwilling to hand over Shen Jiuhan!"
"How can I get rid of this hatred?!"
"Today is the day I leave Yashan, and Brother can still use reason to suppress his hatred and wait for the day when Kunwu brings justice. But what if justice is still not achieved in another three to five years, three to fifty years, or even three to five hundred years?"
"I only regret that my body is broken in the mountains. Even if I choose this path, it is difficult to avenge this!"
“Senior Brother, Senior Brother!”
"You will eventually become like me..."
He opened his eyes wide, and there was an extreme hatred in his red eyes. Amid the pain of being crippled by the sword and the sorrow of not being able to take revenge, the hand that was tightly holding his hand finally dropped.
Qu Zhengfeng didn't think he would be trapped by hatred at that time.
It was not until more than four hundred years ago, when his cultivation could no longer be improved, that he realized that he did care about it after all, but there had never been a suitable opportunity.
But more than eighty years ago, the female cultivator named "Jianchou" brought back by Fudaoshan quietly changed his situation of being trapped in Yashan and trapped in the name of the eldest senior brother...
Qu Zhengfeng stood at one end of the chasm, separated by the thunderstorm exploding in the middle, looking at the many Kunwu monks in front of the Yihe Palace on the opposite side, and also at several elders on the opposite side.
The monk is good at everything, especially his memory.
Their powerful spiritual awareness often makes it difficult for them to forget something they have seen or someone they have come into contact with.
Just like now, he clearly remembered the faces of some elders who had tried to shirk their responsibilities.
"Colluding with evil demons?"
Qu Zhengfeng laughed himself, and he was clearly as calm and steady as usual, even with a hint of elegance. However, the dark black robe with gold woven on it made people feel that this laugh was more terrifying than the devil!
"I am an evil heretic, why would I need to collude with you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved!
There was no visible movement, but the main peak that had previously split apart under the urging of the mountain protection formation suddenly closed towards the middle without any warning!
It seemed as if all the fertile land in these 19 continents obeyed his orders!
The endless thunderstorm disappeared in an instant.
Qu Zhengfeng took the lead and slashed down with a sword!
But at this moment, in the direction of the Far East, three sword lights came rushing from afar and gathered together in an instant. They were the eldest disciple Zhao Zhuoran's sword, the second disciple Yue Hejiangliu's sword, and the third disciple Wu Duan's White Bone Dragon Sword!
The three swords joined together in an instant and struck towards the giant sword of Yashan!
In terms of individual skills, none of Zhao Zhuo, Yue He and Wu Duan are a match for Qu Zhengfeng, but when the three swords work together, they can barely match Qu Zhengfeng.
As soon as the three swords were out, the sword force was naturally slightly hindered.
Everyone looked towards the east again. The remaining Kunwu warriors who had participated in the battle in the Jiyu Territory were already rushing towards the Yihe Palace. However, Zhenren Hengxu was standing in front with a very bad look on his face.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang flew out on his sword and landed in front of the hall, intending to transfer the only remaining Kunwu disciples in front of the hall, and then protect several elders and Gu Qingmei to leave first.
But who would have thought that Qu Zhengfeng just glanced at him indifferently across the sky full of sword lights.
With the Yashan sword in his right hand, he swept away Zhao Zhuo, Yue He and Wu Duan, while his left hand just clenched towards the front of Yihe Palace!
“Boom!”
The moment he clenched his five fingers, the entire ground in front of Yihe Palace seemed to come alive, standing up like quicksand and closing towards the middle at lightning speed!
There was only a loud bang heard between heaven and earth, and several elders and Gu Qingmei, who had been arrogant and contemptuous before, were trapped in the ground like a living thing. They were beaten into blood foam and no body was left!
Right in front of Wang Que!
He was covered in blood!
And the hand he stretched out didn't even have time to touch any of his fellow disciples...
"Hou Tu Yin..."
It turned out that in the battle with the Snow Region Secret Sect, it was Qu Zhengfeng who got the Houtu Seal. But he didn't intend to use it on the battlefield to fight against the Extreme Region Ghost Cultivators, but waited for the day to kill Kunwu!
The king turned around with his sword in hand, and saw devastation and corpses all around him.
How can this still be the peaceful and lively Kunwu of the past? !
There was a surge of anger in my chest, and no matter how hard I tried to control it, I couldn't suppress it.
But he knew why this happened today.
Standing in front of the Yihe Palace, the king felt chilled to the bone. He questioned Qu Zhengfeng loudly, word by word, "Even if Your Majesty the Sword Emperor wants justice, he should come to Kunwu openly! Now you are attacking from behind and killing innocent people. How can you take justice in this world seriously?!"
justice
Killing innocent people
Qu Zhengfeng naturally saw the Kunwu people who came back in a mighty force, but behind him were the many cultivators from the Tomorrow Star Sea and the Demonic Dao. He was not afraid at all. He didn't even glance at the cultivators from all over the world who came from farther away.
"There is no justice in this world. I am justice! Even you, Kunwu, dare to mention killing innocent people..."
He flicked his finger and wiped away the blood on his robe.
There was no obvious evil on his face, but every word he spoke was evil!
"Today, I am going to kill innocent people like you, Kunwu!"
Without this, I cannot let you, Kunwu, feel the pain that I, Yashan, felt in the past; without this, I cannot comfort the heroic souls of the thousands of innocent cultivators of Yashan who died in that battle; without this, I cannot warn the tens of thousands of sects in the world about the fate of those who betray their trust and plot to harm others!