115: Chapter 115 Major Overhaul

"Really, if you don't believe me, look!"

Junior Sister Zhu cast an Illumination Art, lighting up several images within the stone wall.

"Look, this Senior Liu was just here, and now he's here."

"Indeed, what is he wandering around for?"

"He's not wandering; in my opinion, he'll be arriving here shortly."

The light hit the location of the Heavenly Fiend Hall.

Senior Brother Li stared solemnly at the image of the Heavenly Fiend Hall's location.

Sure enough.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Liu Bai indeed appeared at the Heavenly Fiend Hall.

Senior Brother Li gave Junior Sister Zhu a meaningful look.

The latter tilted her head. "What does Senior Brother plan to do?"

"What to do?"

A curve suddenly curled at the corner of Senior Brother Li's mouth.

"Report it to the superiors, of course, and send people to capture this person. This Martial Uncle Liu isn't right; it might be an intrusion by an external Cultivator!"

He patted Junior Sister Zhu's thin shoulder.

"Junior Sister Zhu, as expected of you. This time, we're truly going to achieve a great merit."

...

Xu Changsheng was completely unaware that his every move was already being watched by the Ghost Shadow Sect.

Following his pre-planned route,

he arrived at the Heavenly Fiend Hall.

Several teams of Qi Refining Disciples were walking back and forth here.

Smiling slightly, he paid them no mind at all and walked straight through, openly wearing his night-traveling clothes.

"Mirror Flower Water Moon..."

A magical scene occurred.

Xu Changsheng strolled right through the middle of several teams as if he were air, without attracting anyone's attention.

This was the first illusion technique Xu Changsheng had learned from the "Great Sun Fusang Scripture" after his Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment.

Those caught in the illusion would enter an illusory scene he created.

Just now,

he had erased his own figure from the minds of the Ghost Shadow Sect Disciples.

This move might not be effective against Cultivators of the same rank with powerful Divine Sense, but for those at the Qi Refining level, it was a total suppression.

Unless that person possessed a special soul-path Magical Artifact, they would only sink into it forever.

Even if they did, Xu Changsheng wasn't afraid; he could also ignite the True Solar Fire in his Dantian to enhance the power of the illusion.

He didn't believe any Qi Refining level Cultivator could see through his illusion; that would be looking down too much on his 'cheat code'.

He circled to the left side of the Heavenly Fiend Hall.

The second direction on the left here was a slightly narrow passage.

Looking up, he saw the damaged beast-head carving at the entrance, nodded slightly, and walked in without hesitation.

This path went all the way down; the air became damp, and the sound of an underground river could be faintly heard.

After walking a bit further, he would reach the place where Lu Yuanze was recuperating.

His fists clenched involuntarily; he really wanted to kill Lu Yuanze here to prevent this demonic Cultivator from causing trouble for Xie Wantang in the future.

But reason told him he absolutely could not take action here.

...

At the same time,

a young Demonic Path Foundation Establishment Cultivator with an ordinary face flew to the front of the Heavenly Fiend Hall.

Seeing the Qi Refining Disciples still foolishly standing guard below, he was filled with rage.

He cursed angrily, "What are you doing here? Are you neglecting your duties?"

The leading Qi Refining Cultivator was confused and stepped forward to half-kneel. "Martial Uncle Gou, we have been guarding diligently and have not neglected our duties!"

Martial Uncle Gou was furious. "Are you blind? That intruding Cultivator just strolled right through you; couldn't you see him?"

He was even more bewildered and looked left and right; the Disciples all shook their heads.

He plucked up the courage to continue asking, "Reporting to Martial Uncle, none of us saw anything, nor did we hear any movement. It's impossible for someone to have passed through our teams."

"Yes, we didn't see anyone."

"We've been staring intently at the surroundings; not even a fly has flown in!"

Seeing the collective indignation, Martial Uncle Gou seemed to understand something. "It seems that person has a way to evade your vision. I just don't know if it's a blindfold trick or an illusion of some sort."

He then gave orders.

"One team stay here to guard; the rest of you, follow me!"

...

Another half-incense stick of time passed.

Xu Changsheng arrived before the bronze door where Lu Yuanze was recuperating.

Heavy chains were tightly locked.

He touched them and found they were only first-tier bronze.

【Todays Intelligence (Black): Itinerary Exposed】

【The host's escape has been detected by the Ghost Shadow Sect's Recording Stones. Gou Jiao, a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivator of the Ghost Shadow Sect, is tracking your trail. Currently, the nearest Qi Refining Cultivator is less than three hundred meters away from you.】

Xu Changsheng had specifically chosen to act at night so he could obtain safety information about his itinerary.

He looked at Today's Intelligence with a solemn expression.

This was the worst-case scenario!

What he thought was a foolproof escape had unexpectedly become a live broadcast for the Ghost Shadow Sect.

His heart began to thud.

His Divine Sense began to sweep the surroundings extensively.

He also released Ink Shadow to sniff around.

The surroundings were passage walls paved with smooth bluestone; he found no Recording Stones here.

But it was already too late.

Since his trail was exposed, the Ghost Shadow Sect certainly knew he wanted to escape Broken Cloud Ridge through the back door.

According to previous intelligence analysis, the Ghost Shadow Sect usually had a Golden Core Cultivator guarding the place.

The back door was surely heavily guarded, and it wasn't ruled out that the Golden Core Cultivator might personally come to deal with him.

Time was running out; Xu Changsheng had to make a decision.

Suddenly,

his eyes caught a glimpse of the bronze door on the right.

A thought arose in his mind.

Didn't he still have Lu Yuanze's quasi-third-tier painted skin? With Lu Yuanze's identity, there was a high probability he could walk out.

Thinking of this,

everything became clear.

He thought to himself, "Fellow Daoist Lu, it seems I still have to rely on you."

At this thought,

he walked toward the bronze door and knocked gently.

"Thump, thump, thump."

There was no response.

But Xu Changsheng knew Lu Yuanze was inside.

He suddenly increased the force of his knocking.

"Rumble~"

The force was so great that even the dust on the ground vibrated slightly.

Finally, Lu Yuanze's impatient voice came through: "Who is it?"

"The Sect sent me."

Xu Changsheng lowered his voice. Intelligence indicated that every so often, the Ghost Shadow Sect would send Qi Refining Disciples to the door.

His luck was pretty good; it happened to be that time.

"Whoosh—"

The bronze door slowly swayed open.

And then it shut with a rumble.

Just at this moment,

a Ghost Shadow Sect Qi Refining Disciple happened to search this area and walked up to the bronze door.

He glanced hesitantly at the bronze door, a look of panic appearing in the depths of his eyes.

Then he hurried away, disappearing around the corner at the end of the small path.

...

Behind the door.

Xu Changsheng pinched his nose.

A cold aura mixed with a strong scent of blood and some kind of pungent medicinal liquid surrounded him.

Squinting his eyes to observe,

behind the door was not a hall, but a massive natural grotto.

Several stalactites hung from the roof of the grotto, with turbid dew dripping down.

The ground was not paved with green bricks and was full of potholes.

All his attention was drawn to a 'pool' in the center of the grotto not far away.

What flowed in the pool was not spring water, but a dark red, viscous, unknown liquid.

Occasionally, sticky bubbles rolled up on the surface, and the bloody smell they emitted when they popped was nauseating.

In the center of the blood pool, on a protruding black rock, sat a 'person' cross-legged.