Chapter 137: The Summit of the righteous and the Demon; The Intervention

Daoxuan stood at the entrance of the Yuqing Hall. His tall figure seemed to merge with the towering Yuqing Hall. The disciples of the Qingyun Sect would occasionally glance at Daoxuan, but then quickly look away!

An unprecedented sense of unease welled up in Daoxuan's heart!

What on earth was Cangsong up to?

That feeling of unease that lingered in Daoxuan's heart grew stronger and stronger!

Who exactly was it that was hiding in the dark and watching him?

Who was it!?

A loud voice came from a distance, and Daoxuan's face changed drastically!!!

"We haven't seen each other for a few days, and my old friend Daoxuan looks even more disheveled, hahahaha!"

The rough voice echoed in Qingyun Mountain, and the Poison God looked extremely pleased.

There were also Yu Yangzi, the Ghost King, and the Third Miao Lady! The four of them walked side by side!

The four sects of the Demonic Sect had actually come to the Yuqing Hall!

Behind them, there was a dense crowd of people. The momentum of the Demonic Sect was so great that it was overwhelming!

"Cangsong, how dare you collude with the Demonic Sect?"

"Collude? What do you mean by collude? I think it's a cooperation! Could it be that everything you, Daoxuan, can't stand is considered collusion?" Cangsong retorted a few words and then flashed into the crowd of the Demonic Sect.

Daoxuan's pale and weak body trembled, and he almost fell. The crisis that the Qingyun Sect had never faced in a thousand years was probably upon them at this moment!

With an inside collaborator and an outside attacker, this situation was even more serious than it had been a hundred years ago!

Just as he turned around, there were suddenly several screams in the Yuqing Hall. Pu Hong, the Abbot of Tianyin Temple, had actually been severely injured by an attack from Shangguan Ce!

No! It wasn't Shangguan Ce! That weapon was the Separation cone!

"It's the assassin Zhou Yin!" someone shouted.

The wound on Daoxuan's abdomen still ached faintly. The fierce poison on the dagger was not much less than that of the seven-segment centipede! Now, even a bare-handed fight would be excruciatingly painful.

But!

The people of the Demonic Sect in the distance had already rushed forward bravely. The disciples of the Qingyun Sect, caught off guard, scattered one after another. In the blink of an eye, many of them had lost their lives.

The hopes of Qingyun were being shattered one by one!

Daoxuan's heart was bleeding! This was what he had pursued with all his life's efforts!

Absolutely! It must never be destroyed!

Zhu Xian!

The Ancient Sword Zhu Xian!

It was the only hope left!

Even if he was backlashed to death on the spot, so what?

Step by step, Daoxuan walked towards the Yuqing Hall. His deep voice carried a hint of either sorrow or regret: "Merits, demerits, right and wrong have always been a muddled account. I don't want to mention the events of the past. But one thing is for sure, I, Daoxuan, have a clear conscience!!"

Several Chief Seats looked up at the severely injured Sect Leader, not knowing what to say.

Daoxuan's stern gaze swept over everyone. At this moment, it seemed as if his injuries had healed, and he had once again regained that proud and invincible status: "I have dedicated myself to the Qingyun Sect more than any of you! My achievements can never be erased by anyone!"

After saying that, Daoxuan turned around and walked towards the back mountain, his voice tinged with a touch of desolation.

"I'm going to retrieve the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword."

Step by step, he walked away, looking lonely and desolate.

Several Chief Seats wanted to open their mouths to stop him, but considering the current situation, it seemed that there was no other way.

Lin Xing glanced at the people of the Demonic Sect swarming forward outside. His eyes rolled around, and a plan formed in his mind: "Go and kill the enemies quickly!"

With a loud shout, Lin Xing rushed out. His voice was filled with urgency, and his movements were extremely swift. His whole body exuded a resolute determination to hate evil as much as possible and face death without fear!

"Kill all these evil people of the Demonic Sect!"

"Our Qingyun Sect will surely win!!"

"Charge!!!"

At the Yuqing Hall, the most outstanding disciples, the Chief Seats and Elders with the highest cultivation levels were gathered. Lin Xing's words of encouragement were accompanied by the use of some spiritual control techniques. After Daoxuan left, no one could detect it!

The fighting spirit of the crowd soared! The people of the Changsheng Hall, who were in the vanguard, suffered a serious blow!

If they wanted fame, reputation, and to become the spiritual leaders of the four sects, the price would not be small. Charging at the front and putting in the most effort, that was the Changsheng Hall!

Several disciples rushed to the front. Seeing Lin Xing charging forward empty-handed, they surrounded him one after another!

"Insignificant clowns!"

Even though he only used the artistic conception of "water" to hide his strength, no one present could match Lin Xing!

Lin Xing didn't even use a sword. He activated the cultivation method of the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, and a light and gracefully flowing, authentic cyan Taiji diagram was unleashed!

The Taiji diagram activated by the integrated cultivation method, even without using the brand-new transparent spiritual energy, surpassed the Taiji Xuanqing Dao in aspects other than quality, such as attack and defense!

Several lackeys took out all kinds of messy magic treasures and charged at Lin Xing. But they were sent flying without even touching the hem of Lin Xing's clothes!

It was a crushing display of strength!

As soon as the few lackeys fell to the ground, they all stopped breathing!

"Young man, you're courting death!"

Two Elders Zhang from the Changsheng Hall clearly saw that Lin Xing had a high cultivation level! They attacked with a knife and a sword.

"You're not good enough!"

Lin Xing sneered. He was suddenly in high spirits today and decided to play with them!

He gently raised his arm, and two Taiji diagrams, like swirling vortices, suddenly blocked in front of the knife and the sword. The two people's magic treasures seemed to be attracted by something and were about to slip out of their hands!

"Young man! Don't be arrogant!"

The knife and the sword suddenly emitted a bright light, struggling to break free from Lin Xing's restraint. Bursts of light erupted and flowed within the Taiji diagram, and spiritual energy surged. The spiritual energy on the two people's bodies rioted, and the knife and the sword made a clanging sound, as if they were about to break free at any moment!

But it was always just a little bit short!

No matter how they activated their magic treasures, they could never break free from the restraint of the Taiji diagram! Even when the two of them suddenly erupted occasionally, the Taiji diagram, in a narrow escape, still bound their weapons and prevented them from breaking free!

It was like an endless ocean. No matter how hard they swam, they could never reach the end!

The two of them struggled and roared. Blue veins spread across their faces, and sweat seeped out. But Lin Xing's Taiji diagram remained as stable as a mountain! It narrowly and repeatedly bound their weapons that were about to break free!

Was it such a coincidence!?

Was it really such a coincidence!?

Was he exactly one level higher than them?

The two of them looked at each other and then suddenly looked at Lin Xing in horror: "You! You're hiding your strength!"

"Ah? You've found out?" Lin Xing said as if he had just realized it. His tone was surprised, but his expression was very calm. "I thought you didn't know. You're so smart!"

The surging Taiji diagram suddenly solidified, like ice. The two people's magic treasures could no longer move even a bit. After reaching this extreme in artistic conception, ordinary masters at the Upper Clear Realm were no different from ants in Lin Xing's eyes!

"Since you've found out, then I'm sorry. It's considered your honor to die at the hands of the future Holy Lord!"

Lin Xing suddenly stretched out his hands, passed through the Taiji diagram, and in a move that caught the two of them off guard, a sharp energy like a blade and as swift as the wind shot out from his hands. In an instant, it cut through their throats.

"Also, it's your misfortune to have joined the Changsheng Hall."

Looking up and gazing at the figures fighting on the square, Lin Xing suddenly felt a rush of exhilaration in his heart!