Profound Heaven Sword Sect

Song Wen followed behind the group of outer sect cultivators, flying slowly. The flight speed of a mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivator was not particularly fast.

By now, they had flown six or seven li away, while the menial disciples in the rear had all descended to the foot of the mountain and were running madly toward the Corpse Demon Sect.

Upon leaving the fortress, Song Wen had released the Black-armored Gu. He suddenly discovered that the numerous menial disciples behind them were falling one after another.

When Song Wen's cultivation broke through to the Foundation Establishment realm, his spiritual sense had surged dramatically, making it comparable to that of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Currently, his spiritual sense covered a two-li radius. With the help of the Black-armored Gu, his perception range could extend to about eight li.

The murderers slaughtering the menial disciples were none other than the dozens of inner sect disciples who had previously been drawing formation patterns in the fortress.

The menial disciples were all dying from excessive corpse demonic qi invading their hearts and lungs. This method maximized the preservation of the vital blood within their bodies.

With every person they killed, the inner sect disciples would cast the Soul Binding Art, trapping the soul within the flesh before placing the corpse into a coffin.

Watching the brutal slaughter of fellow sect members in the rear, Song Wen grew increasingly puzzled about what the Corpse Demon Sect's higher-ups were trying to accomplish.

However, Song Wen now understood why Wu Ren had earlier prevented Dan Ying from killing the fleeing menial disciples.

The disciples killed by Dan Ying not only had their souls scattered, but their bodies were also blown to pieces. To the Corpse Demon Sect, they had completely lost all value.

Fortunately, the outer sect disciples still held some value in the eyes of the Corpse Demon Sect's higher-ups, so they had not ordered a massacre of Song Wen and his peers.

This allowed Song Wen to temporarily remain hidden among the outer sect ranks, but he absolutely could not stay in the Corpse Demon Sect any longer. He needed to find a way to leave as soon as possible.

......

Flying at the very front, Dan Ying suddenly saw a streak of silver light pierce through the sky, shooting straight for her face.

Dan Ying's reaction was undeniably swift.

A massive amount of black corpse demonic qi surged from her body like floodwaters breaching a dam.

In the blink of an eye, her entire body was obscured by the black demonic qi. The qi gradually condensed, finally forming a black shell that enveloped her.

At the same time, a two-inch-long vajra appeared before her.

The vajra was entirely blood-red, carrying billowing demonic qi as it flew straight toward the silver light.

"Clang!"

The vajra struck the silver light, and both of their speeds immediately plummeted.

The silver light revealed itself to be a three-foot green sword, its radiance shining brightly and its sword qi surging.

Within a few breaths, the flying sword and vajra clashed dozens of times. Neither could gain an advantage over the other, resulting in a fierce stalemate.

"What cowardly scoundrel is skulking in the shadows!"

Seeing that the sneak attacker's strength wasn't particularly high, Dan Ying felt greatly reassured and shouted sharply.

Contrary to her expectations, three figures slowly rose from the dense forest several hundred meters ahead.

One of them was continuously forming sword seals with both hands-this was the person exchanging blows with Dan Ying. The other two had not yet acted.

Seeing the three, a flicker of panic flashed through Dan Ying's eyes, but she quickly calmed down and cursed loudly.

"So it's the cowardly scoundrels of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect. Take this!"

As she spoke, Dan Ying's aura surged dramatically. Thick black demonic qi swirled around her, making her look like a demon crawling out from hell. She gave off an imposing bearing, as if ready to fight the three Profound Heaven Sword Sect cultivators to the death.

"Go!"

Dan Ying gave a soft shout.

The vajra's power greatly increased. Its speed suddenly spiked as it evaded the entanglement of the flying sword and shot toward the three.

One of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect cultivators coldly snorted, "Petty tricks!"

He chanted incantations and waved his left hand forward. A golden barrier materialized before the vajra.

"Boom!"

The black qi-swirling vajra crashed into the golden barrier, bursting with blinding light.

The golden barrier swayed violently, but it did not shatter.

The three Profound Heaven Sword Sect cultivators were just about to unleash their methods to capture Dan Ying.

Yet they watched as Dan Ying abruptly turned and fled toward the fortress. With Wu Ren, a Golden Core cultivator, over there, dealing with three Foundation Establishment cultivators would be effortless.

Dan Ying's sudden and unprompted escape left the three momentarily stunned. In the next instant, they realized they had been played for fools and flew into a rage.

"You can't escape!"

Two of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect cultivators chased after Dan Ying.

The remaining Profound Heaven Sword Sect cultivator was the weakest of the three, at the early-stage of Foundation Establishment. He had a hooked nose, and a sinister aura lingered between his brows.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, this man commanded his flying sword and charged toward the numerous Corpse Demon Sect outer sect disciples.

Unfortunately, the flying sword slashed right toward Song Wen's location.

"Senior Brother Ji Yin, be careful!" Chen Yi cried out in alarm.

Li Yuan and Wang Dang simply turned and fled, plunging toward the dense forest below.

A blood-red light flashed across Song Wen's body, and his speed suddenly spiked. He barely dodged the incoming flying sword, flashed to Chen Yi's side, grabbed her hand, and forcefully threw her toward the west.

At the same time, Song Wen sent a voice transmission.

"Head west! Remember, do not return to the Sect."

The Corpse Demon Sect was to the south.

Since there were Orthodox Sect cultivators ambushing here, the road back to the Sect was no longer safe. It was better to seize this opportunity to flee the Corpse Demon Sect entirely.

With the help of the Black-armored Gu, Song Wen knew there were no cultivators within several li to the west. It was a relatively safe area.

Chen Yi felt a tremendous force acting upon her body. Powerless to resist, she was thrown nearly two li away, landing well out of the hooked-nosed cultivator's attack range. She looked back at Song Wen in astonishment.

The strength Song Wen displayed when throwing her was absolutely not something a sixth-layer Qi Condensation cultivator could possess.

Chen Yi didn't dare linger. She turned and vanished into the dense forest below, slapped a Swift Movement Talisman onto herself, and sprinted westward.

The hooked-nosed cultivator's flying sword missed Song Wen, but it cleaved through several outer sect disciples behind him.

"Oh?" The hooked-nosed cultivator was somewhat surprised that Song Wen had actually dodged his flying sword.

For a mere sixth-layer Qi Condensation Demonic Cultivator to evade his flying sword-the hooked-nosed cultivator felt his dignity as a Foundation Establishment cultivator had been insulted.

With a shift of his mind, he gave chase to Song Wen.

The flying sword continuously roamed around him, harvesting the lives of one outer sect disciple after another. These mid-stage Qi Condensation outer sect disciples could not withstand even a single strike. Like cutting melons and vegetables, fine heads tumbled to the ground one by one.

Song Wen naturally wouldn't stay in place waiting for the hooked-nosed cultivator to kill him. After tossing Chen Yi away, he flew eastward.

The hooked-nosed cultivator had clearly targeted him. Keeping Chen Yi nearby would only tie his hands, so he simply sent her away.

Helping her escape honored their past friendship. Furthermore, regarding the Yan Family and the Empty Cicada Wood, Song Wen had relied on the intelligence Chen Yi provided to successfully survive both crises. Saving her now repaid that favor.

A moment later.

Besides the hooked-nosed cultivator, no one else remained in the air.

Most of the outer sect disciples had died under his sword, while a small portion had fled into the dense forest, their whereabouts unknown.

The hooked-nosed cultivator looked at the increasingly distant blood-red figure weaving through the dense forest, feeling somewhat astonished.

That speed was too fast!

It was even faster than his Sword Riding speed as an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Was this a speed a Qi Condensation cultivator could possess?

This person was hiding his cultivation!

After careful consideration, the hooked-nosed cultivator decided not to continue pursuing Song Wen.

"This person can hide his cultivation in a demonic sect for years; he must be meticulous and deeply scheming. Since I'm alone, it's best not to provoke him."

The hooked-nosed cultivator turned to look toward the fortress. His fellow sect members had gone there, and he planned to join them.

Right at this moment, he saw a stream of light rushing toward him.

The stream of light was too fast-so fast his eyes could hardly track it.

The stream of light crashed directly into him.

A final thought flashed through his mind.

Golden Core cultivator!

"Boom!"

The hooked-nosed cultivator exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Like a cluster of blood-red fireworks blooming in the night sky, it was beautiful and dazzling yet agonizingly brief-a fleeting bloom.

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