40: Chapter 40 Demonic Path Calamity

"What kind of petty thieves are you, hiding your heads and showing your tails!"

Liu Qingchen shouted coldly, his Divine Sense sweeping towards the mountain forest below.

From the mountain forest, three figures slowly emerged, dressed in black tight-fitting attire and wearing ghost masks.

The leader's Aura had astonishingly reached the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage, and the other two were also at Qi Refining Level 9!

The Aura radiating from their bodies was cold and filthy, exactly the same as the Blood Fiend Sect!

"Juniors of the Qinglan Sword Sect, hand over those brats you took from Qinghe Town!"

"Especially that one called Li Changsheng!"

The leader in black spoke with a hoarse voice, carrying unquestionable killing intent.

"Otherwise, today, this place shall be your burial ground!"

They really came!

The remnants of the Blood Fiend Sect!

Or rather, the minions of the Demonic Path who have been monitoring the movements in Qinghe Town!

A cold light flashed in Liu Qingchen's eyes; he knew this matter could not be resolved peacefully.

He turned back and quickly said to Li Changsheng and the others.

"Stay inside the shuttle and activate the defensive Formation!"

"No matter what happens, do not come out!"

Before his voice had faded, he had already leaped out of the qingyun shuttle.

Stepping on the Void Realm, the "autumn water sword" let out a clear chime, transforming into a sky full of sword rain, taking the initiative to attack the three figures in black!

The battle erupted suddenly beneath the high sky.

Through the defensive light screen of the qingyun shuttle, Li Changsheng watched the fierce battle outside, where Sword Qi crisscrossed and Devilish Qi surged, his fists tightly clenched.

The gap in strength meant he could only be a spectator at this moment.

But the desire to become stronger in his heart burned incredibly fiercely at this moment.

The path to the Immortal Gate has never been smooth.

And the shadow of the Demonic Path seems to have always been following like a shadow.

Under Liu Qingchen's control, the qingyun shuttle hovered in mid-air with its Formation fully activated, waiting for the outcome of this sudden encounter.

And the hearts of the few young people inside the shuttle were all raised.

The road ahead is long, and the crisis has already appeared.

Perhaps the real test began the moment they left Qinghe Town.

The moment Liu Qingchen leaped out of the qingyun shuttle, the battle entered a white-hot state without reservation.

The three figures in black were clearly well-trained and coordinated tacitly.

The leading demonic Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage sacrificed a bone banner. Black Qi rolled on the banner's surface, and countless phantom images of painful wailing surged out from it, forming a ghost Realm, frantically attacking Liu Qingchen's protective sword light and his mind.

The other two demonic Cultivators were at Qi Refining Level 9.

One of them controlled three spinning skull throwing darts, their edges flickering with eerie green poisonous light, specializing in attacking the lower body and blind spots.

The other one pinched a seal with both hands, chanting incantations, and countless pale bone hands, stained with mud and emitting a foul stench, surged from the ground, attempting to entangle and bind Liu Qingchen's feet, limiting his agile movement.

Liu Qingchen's expression was as cold as ice.

Fighting three enemies alone, and with the opponents prepared and holding the advantage of the terrain, the situation was not optimistic.

But Sword Cultivators focus on killing and attacking, and inherently have stronger combat power than ordinary Cultivators of the same Realm.

Coupled with him being an elite of the Qinglan Sword Sect's outer sect, he naturally had his own pride and trump cards.

The "autumn water sword" seemed to come alive in his hands. The sword light differentiated, instantly transforming into dozens of indistinguishable cyan sword shadows, forming a simple yet fierce "Small Thousand Leaves Sword Formation", protecting himself tightly.

As the sword shadows flew, they collided fiercely with the ghost images, poisonous darts, and bone hands, erupting in continuous muffled sounds of clashing metal and energy annihilation.

"A sword Formation from the Qinglan Sword Sect? A mere trifle!"

The Foundation Establishment demonic Cultivator snorted coldly, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the bone banner.

The banner's surface suddenly shone with brilliant blood-red light, and the ghost images became several times more solid.

They even vaguely formed hideous ghost beasts, their impact force greatly increased, actually causing the sword Formation to shake slightly.

A fierce light flashed in Liu Qingchen's eyes; he knew he could not drag this out.

The opponents were resting while he was exhausted, and they came prepared.

If he dragged it out, his spiritual power consumption would be too great, and the four people inside the shuttle would be even more dangerous.

His left hand lightning-fast took out two Talismans glowing with spiritual light from his bosom.

One was pale gold with lightning patterns; one was jade-green with vine patterns.

These were exactly his treasured life-saving items.

Second-tier "Golden Thunder Talisman" and "Spirit Binding Talisman"!

"Go!"

Both Talismans were activated simultaneously!

The Golden Thunder Talisman transformed into a blinding golden lightning bolt as thick as a bowl, ignoring the layers of ghost images, and struck directly at the Foundation Establishment demonic Cultivator!

The Spirit Binding Talisman turned into a sky full of emerald spiritual light, condensing into tough vines, instantly trapping the two Qi Refining demonic Cultivators temporarily!

The Foundation Establishment demonic Cultivator was shocked and hurriedly summoned the bone banner back to protect his head, while black Qi surged from his body, condensing into a thick bone shield.

"Boom crack—!"

The golden lightning struck fiercely against the bone shield and the bone banner!

The bone shield shattered instantly.

The bone banner's blood-red light dimmed, it emitted a wail, and even tiny cracks appeared on the banner's surface!

The Foundation Establishment demonic Cultivator was shaken by the remaining power of the lightning, his Qi and blood churning, retreating several steps, with a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Taking this opportunity, Liu Qingchen ignored the consumption and poured most of his spiritual power into the "autumn water sword", and the sword body chimed loudly.

A cyan sword light, condensed to the extreme, like a waterfall falling from the Nine Heavens, with the momentum to cut through everything, slashed straight at the two Qi Refining demonic Cultivators temporarily bound by the vines!

"Senior Brother, save me!"

The two demonic Cultivators were in a state of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, struggling desperately.

The Foundation Establishment demonic Cultivator roared, forcibly suppressing his injuries, and once again drove the damaged bone banner, wanting to rescue them.

But this sword strike from Liu Qingchen was fast, accurate, and ruthless—a long-prepared fatal blow!

"Chi! Chi!"

The sword light swept past, and two masked heads flew into the sky!

Two headless corpses swayed and collapsed to the ground, blood splattering, and the Devilish Qi dissipated rapidly.

"Ah! Junior! I will extract your soul and refine your spirit!"

Seeing his accomplices killed instantly, the Foundation Establishment demonic Cultivator's eyes split, and he went completely crazy!

He actually stopped caring about his injuries and consumption, burning part of his essence blood, driving the power of the bone banner to the extreme!

The banner surface expanded in the wind, covering the sky and sun, countless ghost images fused, transforming into a house-sized, bone-chilling giant ghost claw, carrying shrill ghost wails and monstrous Devilish Qi power, grabbing fiercely towards Liu Qingchen!

This strike had vaguely exceeded the scope of the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage!

Liu Qingchen's face turned pale.

Having continuously activated Talismans and the fatal sword strike just now, his spiritual power consumption was huge, and he was already at the end of his rope.

Facing this life-and-death strike at this moment, it would be extremely dangerous.

But his eyes remained firm, with no intention of retreating.

"Sword Heart Clear, Body Controlling Sword!"

He shouted lowly, actually holding the "autumn water sword" horizontally in front of his chest, and the remaining spiritual power in his body poured recklessly into the sword body.

The whole person seemed to merge with the sword, transforming into a cyan rainbow of human and sword as one, not retreating but advancing, fiercely welcoming the bone ghost claw!

This was a life-and-death secret technique that Sword Cultivators of the Qinglan Sword Sect could only perform in desperate situations. It had great power but placed an extremely heavy burden on one's own Meridians and life-bound sword weapon!

"Boom—!!!"

The cyan sword rainbow and the bone ghost claw collided fiercely in mid-air!

As if heavenly thunder ignited earthly fire, blinding light erupted instantly, and the terrifying shockwave swept around like a tsunami!

The mountain forest below, as if crushed by an invisible giant hand, had trees snapped and shattered in patches!

The qingyun shuttle not far away, even with the protection of the Formation, was fiercely flipped away by this violent impact force.

After tumbling a dozen times, it barely stabilized, the shuttle body's spiritual light flashing wildly, and several clear cracks appeared on the surface!

Inside the shuttle, Li Changsheng and the other four were shaken back and forth by the violent jolts, their Qi and blood churning.

Blood spilled from their mouths, and they suffered not-so-light internal injuries from the shock.

But fortunately, no one was thrown out of the shuttle, and their lives were not in danger.