119: Chapter 119 Foundation Establishment Demonic Cultivator

After Ye Jing made up his mind, he no longer hesitated.

He first returned to Ye Tianhao and Ye Tianyao's side and gave them detailed instructions, telling them they must be careful of the people from the Xuanyou Sect; the three of them quietly stood guard near the valley.

During this period, Ye Jing took out the Formation that could hide spiritual energy and began to study it.

This Formation was the Qi Concealment and Trace Hiding Array he had taken from the Xuanyou Sect members he had killed; it might come in handy when he repaired the Spiritual Vein in the future.

During this time, Ye Tianhao, fearing his mother Wu Guiyun would worry about their safety, sent word home about their victory over the Corpse Person, telling those at home that they were all well.

Subsequently, the grandfather and his two grandchildren sat cross-legged here to Cultivate and recover from their injuries.

Seven days later.

While Ye Jing was sitting cross-legged, absorbing spiritual energy to Cultivate, Ye Tianhao suddenly came over and called out, "Grandfather! Someone is approaching the valley!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Jing immediately opened his eyes. He hurriedly restrained his spiritual energy and followed Ye Tianhao.

They had chosen to rest not far from the valley; as they stepped out of the thicket of weeds, Ye Tianyao was crouching with a look of fear, holding Xiao Chi.

Ye Jing looked up and saw several people still wearing black robes appearing not far from the valley.

All the black-robed men were controlling Spiritual Artifacts, hovering in mid-air.

The leader was a middle-aged man with graying temples, surrounded by several black-robed men.

Relying on a Cultivator's keen eyesight that far surpassed ordinary people, Ye Jing saw the man's appearance clearly.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, faintly marked with black spots, and he had sanpaku eyes that radiated a fierce light; he stood upon a mysterious black longsword, and upon closer inspection, the blade of that longsword even had cracks.

He was filled with a rage that seemed almost ready to overflow, and the pressure radiating from his body was like Mount Tai pressing down, causing Ye Jing's breath to hitch, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"A bunch of trash! The Devilish Qi in this valley has been completely drained. How am I supposed to refine Demonic Weapons now?!"

The middle-aged man was furious. The pressure around him made the black-robed men not even dare to lift their heads, their bodies trembling slightly.

"I sent so many people, and they're all dead! How am I supposed to explain this to the Cult Leader?!"

This middle-aged man was none other than Xuan Ming, a Protector of the Xuanyou Sect. He had set his sights on the Yan State, wanting to use the people of this country to refine Demonic Weapons, but he had suffered one loss after another. Now, he was even being blamed by the Cult Leader, and his anger had reached its peak.

The surrounding black-robed men all trembled, not daring to say a word.

Xuan Ming's roar exploded over the valley like a clap of thunder, shaking the surrounding weeds continuously.

The hearts of the three from the Ye family also pounded like drums; Xuan Ming's cultivation level was extremely oppressive, even the Corpse Person was not half as formidable as him.

It felt as though in just a single breath, they would be crushed to death by this Xuan Ming.

This was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

Fortunately, they had already hidden their spiritual energy. As long as they didn't make any noise to disturb them, Xuan Ming wouldn't think for the time being that there were people hiding nearby.

"Follow me into the valley! I want to see what kind of monster has such Divine Ability to make me lose my troops one after another!"

"Yes!"

The black-robed men beside Xuan Ming quickly flew into the valley, while Xuan Ming's body transformed into a streak of bloody light and entered in an instant.

Seeing this, Ye Jing was also secretly amazed.

Inside the valley, the Devilish Qi was thin. Sunlight shone in from above, and tender grass grew on the black soil, forming a shimmering green carpet on the ground.

When Xuan Ming entered and saw this situation, his expression became even gloomier. When he released his Divine Sense to investigate, he saw faint traces of spiritual energy remaining on the stone walls.

He quickly stepped forward and saw several hacking marks on the hard stone wall, which were clearly not caused by any Yao Beast.

"A Cultivator has been here!" Xuan Ming shouted coldly.

Xuan Ming's confidant stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Lord Xuan Ming, the marks on this stone wall look like sword scars. Could it be the work of those people from the Qingyun Sect?"

"Impossible," Xuan Ming coldly dismissed his confidant's words. "The Spiritual Vein here was destroyed long ago and has been tainted by Devilish Qi. What benefit would it be for them to go through so much trouble to disperse the Devilish Qi here?"

"This Spiritual Vein has been destroyed for over a hundred years. If the Qingyun Sect wanted to do something about it, they wouldn't have waited until now!"

"Then besides our Xuanyou Sect people, who else could come here?" The confidant was also puzzled; everything in the valley had been cleared out, not even a single hair remained.

If some Loose Cultivators came here to hunt Yao Beasts, why would they destroy the Formation and even deal with that most terrifying Corpse Person?

Xuan Ming stepped forward. He could feel that this spiritual energy was relatively pure, exactly the kind that those damn righteous sects would Cultivate.

He suddenly became furious. Looking at the dilapidated and dusty houses in the valley, black energy billowed from his hands. The cracked sword swung out violently, suddenly expanding to dozens of zhang in length, carrying overwhelming Devilish Qi as it slashed fiercely towards the houses.

"Boom—"

The loud noise made the entire valley shake violently. The already dilapidated houses were instantly turned into powder. Dust rose into the sky, and rubble flew everywhere like cannonballs.

"Hmph, cowards who hide their heads but show their tails! If you dare to appear before this seat, I will certainly tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Xuan Ming roared, the killing intent in his voice almost solidifying. With a wave of his longsword, dozens of black Sword Qi were fired in succession, severing all the remaining stone pillars and stone walls in the valley, instantly leaving the entire valley in a wretched state.

The black-robed men who had followed him in were as quiet as cicadas in winter, standing aside and not even daring to breathe loudly.

At the same time, they were also incredibly shocked. To be able to deal with Yao Beasts and the Corpse Person in this place tainted by Devilish Qi...

The opponent's strength was definitely not weak, but looking at the entire Yan State...

Where else could there be such a powerful Cultivator?

Xuan Ming released his Divine Sense to carefully investigate the entire valley, not missing any corner.

But besides those dried corpses, there was nothing else; even the reanimated Corpse People had been completely dealt with.

Xuan Ming clenched his fists. If he hadn't needed to act as a Protector for the Cult Leader this past year, why would he have let these petty thieves take advantage of the situation, preventing him from forging Demonic Weapons?

He stared at the traces left by the sword marks and said coldly, "In this barren land of the Yan State, Cultivators rarely appear. Even if they do, they are nothing more than insignificant ants. This is very likely the work of a Cultivator from Beyond the Borders."

Speaking of this, Xuan Ming was extremely unwilling. This place was the site where he had high hopes for forging Demonic Weapons, but now only a mess remained.

The fire of anger in his heart grew even more intense. The forging of Demonic Weapons was related to his cultivation Breakthrough. Now that it was ruined, he could not swallow this resentment no matter what.

Xuan Ming's anger was great, and he just wanted to find a way to vent it. He said coldly, "I remember there were two people who followed the Disciples of the Qingyun Sect and killed Kuangdao. Who were they?"

His confidant hurriedly replied, "It seems to be two Loose Cultivator brothers called Ye Xuan and Ye Yi!"

"Ye Xuan, Ye Yi..." Xuan Ming gnashed his teeth, a fierce light showing in his eyes. "I may not be able to deal with the Qingyun Sect, but can't I deal with two Loose Cultivators?"