To the southwest, Wanchu Mountain, the temporary camp of the Zhengyang Sect.
Lin Mingfeng, deputy head of the Zhengyang Sect, and several close disciples were discussing matters in the camp.
Although it was a discussion, no one spoke at the moment.
The atmosphere in the camp was low and serious, and several close disciples did not dare to express their anger for fear of affecting the thinking of their deputy head.
The demon was discovered by a team from the Zhengyang sect. When it was discovered, it directly swallowed dozens of disciples of the sect who were chasing it. The demon had already run away before the others could remember to get there.
Even if someone places a tracking spell on a demon before they die, they will never lose track of the demon again.
But no one dared to confront the demon head-on.
Because the difference in strength is really too big.
Yang Luzhang, the leader of the Chen Sect of the Zhengyang Sect, was once a direct disciple of Lin Mingfeng and the person whom Lin Mingfeng valued most. But Yang Luzhang was arrogant and arrogant. He was very happy with his achievements, mixed good and evil, and had a very bad reputation.
He saw Lin Mingfeng's brows furrowed, his face showing annoyance that could not be concealed, and when he looked at the other people, they all looked timid. He already had a plan in mind, so his desire to offer his plan and take credit for it reached its peak at this moment.
But the plan was so vicious that Yang Luzhang did not dare to say it in front of everyone. He was even more afraid that the deputy head would be angry if he told it, with a hesitant expression on his face.
Lin Mingfeng saw Yang Luzhang's expression out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw the way he hesitated to speak, he became convinced. He knew that there was something on his mind but he did not dare to say it openly.
Yang Luzhang was not only one of Lin Mingfeng's personal disciples, but also his confidant and right-hand man. Seeing Yang Luzhang's appearance, Lin Mingfeng found a reason to dissolve the meeting and called Yang Luzhang back alone.
Soon, Yang Luzhang returned and whispered outside the camp, "Master."
"come in."
When Yang Luzhang entered the camp, he immediately set up a silencing barrier.
"Disciple, what do you mean?" Lin Mingfeng glanced at him.
"My disciple has a plan for subduing the demon."
"What technique?"
"Netherworld Formation."
Lin Mingfeng's expression changed suddenly, and there was a hint of anger in his tone, "Presumptuous, this is a forbidden technique!"
Yang Luzhang quickly apologized, "Yes, yes, it was my disciple who was abrupt. I just recently looked up ancient books in order to find ways to subdue demons, and accidentally learned about this formation..."
The Netherworld Formation is an ancient evil technique that has been banned for a long time. Today, fewer and fewer people know about this technique.
But it still can't be cut off.
Because this formation sacrifices the lives of a large number of living people in exchange for powerful power.
The greater the number of people, the greater the power.
Lin Mingfeng looked at him expressionlessly, "Did you secretly use this formation in private?"
Yang Luzhang quickly added, "My disciple just killed some animals and will never dare to go beyond that."
But in fact, he has quietly taken the lives of several people in exchange for huge and abundant power. There were so many evil monsters raging recently that he couldn't handle them on his own, so he used his brain.
Lin Mingfeng stared at him, as if he wanted to pierce him with his gaze. The pressure emanating from his body even made Yang Luzhang feel breathless.
Just when Yang Luzhang thought that Lin Mingfeng was going to punish him, Lin Mingfeng suddenly said to him, "Lu Zhang, Lu Zhang, you are really my good disciple. Call the other two sect masters here, and then call Du Qiqing."
Du Qiqing is also a direct disciple of Lin Mingfeng.
After hearing this, Yang Luzhang was secretly happy that he had made the right bet this time.
…
Soon, everyone was gone.
Lin Mingfeng was standing in front of a map, marking the demon's current route of action and its most likely direction in the future.
The others didn't know why Lin Mingfeng called him here, so they could only watch Lin Mingfeng's every move silently.
After half a stick of incense, Lin Mingfeng finished marking. He took a step back, looked at the map, and said softly, "Yang Luzhang, tell them your plan."
Yang Luzhang looked at Du Qiqing, who was standing at the edge, and asked, "Junior sister Du, have you ever heard of the Netherworld Formation?"
As soon as those three words came out, the other two people took a breath, but Du Qiqing really looked confused. She shook her head, "Never heard of it."
Yang Luzhang introduced the Netherworld Formation to her in detail.
After listening, Du Qiqing fell silent, with a trace of fear in her eyes.
Yang Luzhang looked at the map and spoke again, "I have calculated that if we want to reach the point where we can seriously injure the demon, we need to sacrifice hundreds of people."
"Lu Zhang, tell me all your plans." Lin Mingfeng turned to Yang Luzhang and said.
"yes."
Three days later, midnight.
Yunzhi suddenly woke up from his nightmare.
She was panting heavily, feeling unable to breathe and trembling all over.
She subconsciously put her hand on her heart, but felt her heart beating like a drum.
But she couldn't remember the content of the nightmare at all.
Yunzhi has been uneasy ever since he found out that the demon was born.
The broken copper coins that day and the nightmare that woke up today made it even more difficult for Yunzhi to feel at ease.
The endless killing of evil monsters recently made it difficult for Yunzhi to have time to rest. Only then did Yunzhi remember that he and Qing'er had not been in contact for a day.
Yunzhi took out the conch and cast a spell to turn on the sound transmission.
But there was no response for a long time.
Yunzhi's breathing suddenly stopped, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart.
How could Qing'er lose contact at this time?
Yunzhi suppressed the random thoughts in his mind and tried to use other methods to contact Qing'er and others in the Lishan Sect.
But no matter what method Yunzhi used, her call seemed to be lost in the sea, with no response.
Yunzhi was completely panicked now.
She hurriedly cleaned up and went to find Jie Wei to see if Jie Wei could contact everyone in the Lishan Sect.
At this time, Jie Wei was not sleeping and was practicing when he suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door and Yunzhi's call.
He quickly opened the door and was hit by the oncoming cloud branches.
"What's wrong?" Jie Wei has never seen such a panicked Yunzhi.
"I can't contact Qing'er and the others. Do you have a way to contact the Lishan Sect?"
Jie Wei's heart sank. Could it be that Yunzhi's disaster was about to begin?
He took out a voice transmission order, cast a spell to open it and put it in Yunzhi's hand, "This is the voice transmission order that Bai Yu gave me. I have been using this to contact him."
"Ayu, Ayu, are you there?" Yunzhi's voice was trembling.
There was still no response from the other side, only deathly silence.
Yunzhi took a deep breath and said to Jie Wei, "I have to go back to Lishan Sect. Come on, let's go find Shen Zijin to ask for leave."
…
Half a moment later, the main hall.
Shen Zijin half-squinted his eyes and looked at Yunzhi and Xie Wei as if he was still awake, his expression still indifferent, "Head Yun wants to return to Lishan Sect now, but what happened?"
Yunzhi pretended to be calm, "I can't contact the disciples of Lishan Sect."
"Oh?" Shen Zijin raised his eyelids, "It's normal for you to be unable to contact them in the middle of the night. But I remember that the Qingxiao Sect led by the Zhengyang Sect is near Lishan. How about I help you contact them? , let Qingxiao Sect call your disciples to get up."
Yunzhi ignored the sarcasm in Shen Zijin's words and saluted him, "Thank you, Master Shen."
Shen Zijin took out the leader's order and started to contact Qingxiao Sect.
Still no one responded.
…
At this moment, every part of Yunzhi's body was trembling. She held on and said to Shen Zijin, "Since I can't even contact Qingxiao Sect, I'd better go back."
Shen Zijin nodded, "Okay," he looked at Jie Wei again and said to Yunzhi, "Lishan Sect cannot be left unattended. Let him stay here and you can go back by yourself."
Yunzhi didn't want to get too entangled with Shen Zijin. She looked at Jie Wei and nodded, "Awei, I'll go back by myself. You should be careful here alone."
Jie Wei also looked at Yunzhi, the pain and worry in his eyes were about to overflow, "Okay, master, go and come back quickly. It's okay, don't worry. It's too late, I'll take you to the mountain gate."
The two of them hurriedly said goodbye to Shen Zijin and turned to leave.
After the two of them walked away, a sincere smile finally appeared on Shen Zijin's face.
He took out a map from his sleeve and laid it flat on the table.
Then he pointed his index finger at the location of the Lishan Sect and gently applied force. Flames suddenly burst out from his fingertips, burning the Lishan Sect clean from the map.
He smiled more freely, moved his eyes to the Zhengyang faction, and tapped it again with his finger.
"now you."
