337: Return to Southern Xinjiang

The sun moon gourd was thrown out, the small glazed gourd emitting a faint golden light.

Sensing the familiar Aura, the sun moon gourd felt a bit of joy.

"sun moon gourd, pronounce the verdict!"

Buzz buzz buzz!

The small glazed gourd was thrown out, and a transparent river composed of golden spiritual light surged from it.

Boom—

In front of this golden spiritual light, the Evil Qi on any evil Cultivator was completely triggered, with nowhere to hide.

Clearly, the higher-ups of the Misty Holy Land had not communicated with Brocade Lantern Like a Painting and had also underestimated the relationship between the two.

In just over ten short years, it had vaguely exceeded the scope of ordinary fellow disciples.

Hiss hiss hiss!

"No Evil Path Evil Qi?"

"That's great, Junior Brother Wallace, you really were wronged!"

Seeing this, Brocade Lantern Like a Painting's beautiful eyes couldn't help but show joy, and she had already made up her mind to seek justice for him.

However, for Yao Yian, this was not possible.

Originally, he had been very low-key within the Misty Holy Land, but this fake defection had already made him one of the minor focuses of the Snow Region Northern Frontier.

If it were revealed that he was faking his defection, the eyes of the Evil Path would surely gather on him.

And now, in a certain corner, that figure was also watching... To avoid subsequent trouble and not let his previous beating be in vain, Yao Yian immediately had the twin star mirror release some Evil Path Evil Qi.

The twin star mirror immediately released some Chaos evil energy from the world of his Fellow Countryman Wen Xinyi.

But, that was the purest and most poisonous evil energy from the Beast Taming World!

Something gathered from the resentment of countless Yao Beasts and the Human Race.

In an instant, the sun moon gourd, which had been peaceful and joyful, immediately sensed that extremely pure Chaos evil energy and began to tremble violently.

The runes on the bottle also began to flicker unsteadily, emitting a sharp buzzing sound.

"This... what kind of evil energy is this!"

Brocade Lantern Like a Painting's expression changed drastically; she had never seen such evil energy, and her joyful expression was instantly replaced by shock.

She instinctively took a few steps back, her spiritual energy circulating as she instantly assumed a defensive posture.

The cold and hollow voice of the sun moon gourd rang out.

"Guilty!!!"

"This..."

Seeing this scene, Brocade Lantern Like a Painting was completely stunned.

"Impossible! Impossible! You clearly were last..."

At this moment, Yao Yian's whole body was emitting surging evil energy, looking like a crazed demon.

Seeing that Brocade Lantern Like a Painting was about to expose him, he hurriedly interrupted: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Ru Hua, last time was last time, now I have entered the demonic path!"

The next moment, the attack from the sun moon gourd arrived one after another.

A brilliant and dazzling golden river, carrying a world-destroying Aura, attacked fiercely; this was by no means an ordinary attack, but a fatal move aimed directly at the Divine Soul.

In a daze, Yao Yian's mind felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, exploding with a roar.

A scene like hell on earth frantically unfolded deep in his consciousness—before his eyes were mountains of corpses and a boundless sea of blood.

Among them were countless humans with terrifyingly pale faces wearing strange clothes, and beside them lay a large number of hideous and varied Yao Beasts.

Those were the Human Race and Yao Beasts who had died tragically in the Beast Taming World, but Yao Yian did not recognize them at all.

"Divine Soul attack?!"

In an instant, Yao Yian suddenly woke up from that horrifying illusion, his instinct driving him to do his best to retreat quickly.

However, such a sharp Divine Soul attack was simply too powerful; even though his reaction was quick, he still couldn't dodge it in time.

He only felt an unbearable sharp pain explode from the depths of his Soul, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing him at the same time.

Then, blood seeped uncontrollably from the corners of Yao Yian's mouth; soon, a crimson line of blood meandered down his chin, dripping onto the icy ground.

Not only that, blood also seeped from his nose, ears, and even the corners of his eyes; his whole person instantly became covered in blood from his seven orifices, looking extremely wretched.

This time, he was truly seriously injured and spitting blood, which was worlds apart from his previous faked appearance.

If not for his actual cultivation reaching the Silent Spirit Realm and his Divine Soul being protected by the twin star mirror and the all sentient beings blades, that strike just now would have been enough to collapse his Soul and instantly turn him into a waste with burst Meridians.

No way, is this woman for real?!

With one strike causing serious injury, Brocade Lantern Like a Painting put away the sun moon gourd and prepared to step forward to capture Yao Yian and take him back to the Misty Holy Land.

"Hahahaha!"

Just then, a burst of unrestrained and arrogant laughter suddenly rang out.

Then, a figure appeared out of thin air without any warning.

"Fellow Daoist! I am here to help you!"

The newcomer was dressed in black, with a pale face and eyes full of hostility, his whole body emitting rolling evil energy.

"Evil Cultivator!"

Brocade Lantern Like a Painting's face darkened slightly. The newcomer was actually an evil Cultivator; she could now be sure that Wallace had really defected.

The mysterious evil Cultivator appeared, with rolling demonic flames rising around him, raising his hand to send a black beam of light blasting towards Brocade Lantern Like a Painting.

Brocade Lantern Like a Painting's expression was grave as she brandished her long sword into flowers of light, blocking the black beam.

For a moment, spiritual energy overflowed, and light interlaced.

The mysterious evil Cultivator's attack was sharp, each strike carrying a terrifying Aura.

Brocade Lantern Like a Painting was not to be outdone, fighting back with her exquisite swordsmanship and profound spiritual energy.

"Go!"

At a moment when Brocade Lantern Like a Painting was momentarily distracted, the mysterious evil Cultivator seized the opportunity, grabbed the seriously injured Yao Yian, and activated his Cultivation Technique.

In an instant, space distorted, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared from the spot.

By the time Brocade Lantern Like a Painting regained her senses, she only saw the empty snowy ground, gritting her teeth with a heart full of resentment.

"It's her!"

...Evil Path Southern Frontier, a silent valley.

Two figures appeared.

With a "thud," the seriously injured Yao Yian was thrown out casually.

"Cough, cough. Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for the rescue."

Yao Yian immediately stood up, taking out a Medicinal Pill to swallow while warily staring at the other party.

Evil Cultivators were fickle, so he had to be on guard.

But the other party didn't care at all, just quietly examining something.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"Wallace, formerly a Loose Cultivator, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Misty Holy Land."

"Joined the Misty Holy Land more than ten years ago, exceptionally talented, listed on the Inner Sect Disciple rankings, and has a deep relationship with the Misty Holy Land's True Disciple Brocade Lantern Like a Painting..."

The mysterious evil Cultivator recounted "Wallace's" information bit by bit, looking quite proud.

"Fellow Daoist? You've been secretly investigating me?!"

"What exactly is your purpose!"

Hearing this, Yao Yian feigned shock, instantly putting on a performance as if facing a great enemy.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Wallace needn't worry, I have no ill intentions."

"I've observed you all the way and know that you crave power."

"In today's world, the Evil Path is the true path returned to by heaven and earth!"

"Following the will of heaven is the path to Cultivate into a saint..."

"Who's there!"

Suddenly, Yao Yian sensed a powerful Aura, causing him to involuntarily turn his gaze in another direction.

Tap, tap, tap. In the valley forest.

A charming and enchanting female Cultivator walked out; she had long purple-blue hair, was half-wrapped in a veil, and wore a deep blue robe full of Blue Star Snow Region style, adorned with gold.

Her body was also covered with decorations such as glittering rings and necklaces.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to worry, I am the real me."

The enchanting female Cultivator's red lips parted slightly, her voice as green as a Little Sister next door, yet full of allure.

"This humble one is Xu Huan."

"Fellow Daoist can also call me by my nickname—Evil Star Spirit Ji."