125: Shenji Zhenren

In an instant, many people surged towards the underground.

The most powerful among them was a Personal Disciple of the Qingxuan Sect, who was originally a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivator like Xie An, but at this moment, he actually raised his Realm to Purple Mansion through a mysterious secret technique.

He also plunged underground.

The remnants of the Li Family must be executed!

The Fifth-Order Magic Treasure naturally belongs to Immortal Master Tianjian!

"Good timing, my Nine Sons Demonic Banner is just short of spirit souls!" Li Chuanhuan laughed loudly, not caring in the slightest.

Underground, he directly released an earth-element Spell, instantly shaking the other Cultivators to death within the earth.

Only that Purple Mansion Cultivator, who had elevated his cultivation with a secret technique, and a few Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivators barely managed to resist.

Then, he was seen taking out the black flag from underground and leaping out onto the surface.

Under his command, the palm-sized small flag instantly transformed into a huge banner three to four zhang tall.

On the banner, nine ink-stained, ferocious Devil Heads were lifelike, and countless Demon Soul phantoms flickered in and out of existence.

Just one glance felt like Hell, extremely terrifying.

The next moment, countless spirit souls and Devil Heads surged out from within the banner! They hung high in the Void Realm, like a gate to Hell.

Lin Shiming was also greatly alarmed; he hadn't expected that Li Chuanhuan not only didn't run but instead acted with impunity, confronting the Three Sects here.

He was slaughtering the Disciples of the Three Sects on a large scale.

Many Cultivators were busy dealing with Yao Beasts at this moment, never expecting so many ghost heads and Demon Souls to appear all at once!

Many people died on the spot, and their dying spirit souls were once again absorbed by the Nine Sons Demonic Banner.

In an instant, the entire East City Gate was like a purgatory.

Lin Shiming and the others, who had prepared in advance, had already withdrawn from the East City Gate.

When he learned it was a Fifth-Order Magic Treasure, even if it was incomplete, it was not something Foundation Establishment Cultivators like them could resist; even if a Purple Mansion Cultivator came, Lin Shiming had no confidence that he could stop Li Chuanhuan.

Lin Xianzhi also retreated with him; they were only Named Disciples, and encountering a Devil Head attack on the city wall, they could only become nourishment for the Demonic Banner.

Just then, a purple light appeared in the sky, and three long, white, purple giant swords slashed towards the Nine Sons Demonic Banner.

It was Zi Xuan Sanren, who at this moment was enveloped in purple Qi, like the rising sun, full of extraordinary vitality.

Boom!

From within the Nine Sons Demonic Banner, eight great Devil Heads surged out; each of these Devil Heads possessed the strength of the Purple Mansion Late Stage, and the strongest among them actually had the cultivation of Purple Mansion Great Perfection.

The eight devils simultaneously spewed out black Qi, transforming into a black gale that violently blew towards the three purple-glowing swords.

For a time, purple and black light collided, emitting a deafening roar that shook heaven and earth.

Finally, the purple swords flew back, and the black light completely vanished!

"Without even a Golden Core Devil Head, you dare to show off your might in front of me?" Zi Xuan Sanren coldly snorted.

He continued to battle Li Chuanhuan.

Lin Shiming, still far away, had not returned to the city gate; Li Chuanhuan showed no intention of leaving, which further solidified his inner thoughts.

The Fifth-Order Magic Treasure could not belong to Li Chuanhuan, nor could the one who previously captured the Golden Peng Demon King's offspring be Li Chuanhuan; everything indicated that there must be a Golden Core True Person from the Demonic Path Three Sects of Chu Country here.

But he couldn't figure out the meaning of a Golden Core Daoist coming here, whether it was to provoke a conflict between Demon Kings and True Persons, or to plunge Yunzhou into misery.

The next moment, the answer came: not far from Qingyun City, terrifying spiritual power fluctuations suddenly emerged, and wisps of black mist poured out from them.

Then, a middle-aged man in a black robe with a pale face stepped out from within.

And almost simultaneously, within the Qingyun Mountain Range, countless earth-shattering roars and howls sounded again.

A marsh Cloud Dragon soared into the sky, like a true Dragon emerging from the Void Realm!

Then it frantically headed towards Qingyun City.

Behind it, many other Demon Kings appeared again.

Almost all the Demon Kings of the entire Qingyun Mountain had come.

At this moment, the black-robed middle-aged man merely smiled slightly, then suddenly beckoned, and the Nine Sons Demonic Banner, which was battling Zi Xuan Sanren in the sky, immediately fell into his hand.

"Tianjian, Lingyun, you conspired to cause our Chu Country to suffer from the East Sea Dragon flood; today, your Zhao Country should likewise suffer!" After saying this, the black-robed middle-aged man again took out the Nine Sons Demonic Banner, and in an instant, tens of thousands of spirit souls appeared.

There were also nearly a hundred thousand ordinary wronged souls; these wronged souls were all ordinary Mortals, clearly sacrificed by the Li Family.

This made Lin Shiming feel a chill!

The wronged souls and spirit souls exploded, and the next moment they were about to carry away the black-robed middle-aged man and Li Chuanhuan.

"You want to sacrifice Devil Heads and escape with a blood escape? Have you asked about my Qingxuan Pagoda!" However, just then, a muffled sound was heard, and a terrifying giant pagoda that blotted out the sky suddenly appeared in the sky.

The giant pagoda emitted a dense light, instantly locking down the entire Void Realm; even the bloody light formed by the countless Devil Heads and spirit souls sacrificing themselves could not allow the black-robed middle-aged man to escape with a blood escape!

"Old Devil Moxuan, leave the golden dragon fruit behind!" A figure walked out of the Void Realm; it was Immortal Master Divine Machine of Shenji Peak, Qingxuan Sect.

"Divine Machine, weren't you in secluded cultivation? How are you here?" Immortal Master Moxuan's face was extremely ugly at this moment; he hadn't expected his foolproof scheme to be thwarted by the Qingxuan Sect.

But then he spoke again:

"Old Daoist Divine Machine, even if you stabilize the situation in Yunzhou here, how will you stabilize the border between Zhao and Chu?"

Immortal Master Divine Machine did not reply immediately, but instead turned to look at the others battling in the Void Realm.

"Fellow Daoists of the Yao Race over there, please stop and have a good talk; hundreds of years of cultivation, why bother with a momentary struggle!" The Golden Peng Demon King and other Demon Kings also stopped immediately.

After speaking, seeing that no one had yet stopped fighting, Immortal Master Divine Machine immediately unleashed his full cultivation, and a terrifying spiritual might instantly covered the entire world.

"Golden Core Great Perfection!"

Moxuan's face once again became extremely ugly; they had calculated everything, but never expected Immortal Master Divine Machine to have broken through to Golden Core Great Perfection.

And the Demon Kings, feeling Immortal Master Divine Machine's cultivation, also immediately stopped; with three Golden Core Immortal Masters and one Fifth-Order Spirit Beast on the Qingxuan Sect's side, they were powerless.

How much more so now facing Immortal Master Divine Machine.

"Fellow Daoist of the Human Race, Fellow Daoist Cloud Dragon was in a rage just now, and I expect he will arrive later." The Golden Peng Demon King felt a little guilty at this moment.

The rage from his offspring being captured also gradually calmed down.

Qingyun City being breached was enough to deter the Human Race... The Human Race Immortal Masters and Demon Kings began to negotiate, and Lin Shiming also breathed a sigh of relief.

The subsequent content, however, was monopolized by a Formation, and he could no longer ascertain it.

But it was quite obvious that the beast tide would come to an end.

What was even more beneficial for the Lin Family was that the Qingxuan Pagoda was said to be the Qingxuan Sect's Sect- 鎮派之寶 (literally, 'treasure that guards the Sect'), a top-grade Fifth-Order Magic Treasure.

Li Chuanhuan and the Demonic Cultivator Golden Core naturally could not escape.

"Shiming, let's return to the Family!" Lin Xianzhi glanced at the Family members beside him; of the forty Qi Refining Cultivators, only fifteen remained, a full two-thirds had died.

And it should be known that these were all the elites of the Family.