112: Night Raid on Three Factions

The night was as dark as ink, thick and impenetrable.

Dark Blade moved like a black ghost, silently weaving through the layers of halls within the Blood Demon Hall.

Inside the Blood Demon Hall, the footsteps of patrolling Disciples were exceptionally clear in the silent night, but with his exquisite stealth skills, Dark Blade avoided their gaze time and time again.

Finally, he arrived at the location of the Blood Pool.

The Blood Pool was shrouded by a massive blood-red palace, and the area around the palace was permeated with a pungent stench of blood that made one feel nauseous.

Dark Blade frowned, his black and white swords trembling slightly in his hands, as if they too could sense the evil power contained within the Blood Pool.

He took a deep breath, his figure rushing toward the palace gates like lightning.

The two Blood Demon Hall Disciples guarding the entrance had not even reacted before they were cut down by Dark Blade's Sword Qi.

Dark Blade kicked the door open and stepped into the hall.

The Blood Pool was like a vast red lake, the blood within churning and surging, emitting an eerie glow.

Dark Blade knew that this Blood Pool was the Foundation of the Blood Demon Hall; if it were destroyed, the Blood Demon Hall would surely suffer a major loss of Origin Qi.

He gripped his black and white swords tightly, circulating his full power to unleash the "Yin and Yang Twin Birth" ultimate technique.

The black sword condensed cold, gloomy power, while the white sword burned with scorching flames; two streaks of Sword Qi, like Dragons emerging from the sea, swept toward the Blood Pool.

With a loud "Boom!", the Sword Qi struck the Blood Pool, splashing waves of blood several zhang high.

The blood in the Blood Pool began to churn violently, emitting a "gurgling" sound, as if it were struggling in pain.

"Not good! Someone is destroying the Blood Pool!" A cry of alarm came from outside the hall, and immediately after, a large number of Blood Demon Hall Disciples swarmed toward the palace.

Dark Blade snorted coldly and turned to meet the rushing enemies.

The black and white swords danced into a blur of light in his hands, and in an instant, dozens of Disciples fell under his blade.

However, the Blood Demon Hall had many experts, and as more and more arrived, Dark Blade gradually became surrounded.

Yet he showed no fear, his sword moves becoming increasingly fierce, each strike carrying an Aura of certain death.

Meanwhile, West Gate Blows Snow had already arrived at the Earth Fiend Sect.

Inside the Earth Fiend Sect, the Earth Fiend Flag Formation flickered with an eerie glow in the night.

These flags were arranged in specific positions, forming a powerful defensive Formation; once activated, it could trap enemies within and pierce their hearts with ten thousand arrows.

West Gate Blows Snow stood outside the Formation, staring at the Earth Fiend Flag Formation, his profound ice sword trembling slightly in his hand, as if resonating with the Formation.

He knew deeply that to destroy this Formation, he had to find the Formation eye.

He walked slowly along the edge of the Formation, carefully observing the pattern of the flags.

Suddenly, he noticed that one of the flags was slightly darker in color than the others, and there was a faint, flowing light within it.

"That's it." A flash of determination crossed West Gate Blows Snow's eyes, and his figure rushed toward that flag like lightning.

He thrust his profound ice sword forward fiercely, and a cold Sword Qi shot toward the flag like a bolt of silk.

With a crisp "Snap!", the flag broke upon impact.

In an instant, the Earth Fiend Flag Formation flared with light, then began to shake violently, and the runes within the Formation shattered one after another.

"Not good, the Formation eye has been destroyed!" The Earth Fiend Sect fell into chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, West Gate Blows Snow rushed into the Earth Fiend Sect, his sword flashing; wherever he went, the Earth Fiend Sect Disciples scrambled to avoid him.

His target was the Earth Fiend Sect's Scripture Pavilion, where many of their Cultivation Techniques and Secret Manuals were hidden; once destroyed, the strength of the Earth Fiend Sect would be greatly diminished.

Meanwhile, at the Spirit Vulture Palace, No Fate moved through the palace towers like a ghost.

His target was the several Elders of the Spirit Vulture Palace; as long as he killed them, the Spirit Vulture Palace would be leaderless and inevitably fall into chaos.

No Fate silently infiltrated the place where the Elders were in seclusion.

At this moment, the Elders were Cultivating in the secret chamber, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

No Fate gently pushed open the door to the secret chamber and floated in like a ghost.

His iron sword flashed with a cold light in the darkness, and his first strike was aimed at the leading Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder was circulating his energy and, when he sensed the danger, it was already too late to dodge; No Fate pierced his throat with a single strike.

"Who?!" The other Elders woke up in alarm, shouting angrily as they lunged toward No Fate.

No Fate flashed aside, avoiding their attacks, and then launched a lightning-fast counterattack.

His swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, every strike aiming straight for lethal points, and the Elders found it difficult to defend against him for a time.

Just as No Fate was locked in a fierce battle with the Elders, Wu Xingyun began to employ her poison arts outside the Spirit Vulture Palace.

She held several jade bottles in her hands, sprinkling the poison within onto the defensive fortifications of the Spirit Vulture Palace.

The poison spread rapidly; wherever it touched, flowers and trees withered instantly, and the guards who inhaled the toxic gas collapsed to the ground one after another.

"Not good, there's poison!" Cries of alarm echoed within the Spirit Vulture Palace, and the entire palace fell into chaos.

Meanwhile, not far from the three sects, Marshal of the Unruly was leading The Unruly, waiting quietly for the right moment.

Watching the commotion coming from the direction of the three sects, a flash of excitement crossed his eyes.

"It's about time. Prepare for a feigned attack!" Marshal of the Unruly ordered in a low voice.

At his command, The Unruly rushed rapidly toward the three sects.

For a moment, the sounds of shouting and killing shook the heavens, and torches illuminated the night sky.

Inside the Blood Demon Hall, the experts who were battling Dark Blade heard the sounds of fighting outside and panicked.

Dark Blade seized the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, his black and white swords sweeping in like a violent storm, and several more experts fell under his blade.

Inside the Earth Fiend Sect, West Gate Blows Snow had successfully found the Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at the piles of Cultivation Techniques and Secret Manuals in the pavilion, a flash of resolve crossed his eyes.

He swung his profound ice sword, and a cold Sword Qi shot toward the Scripture Pavilion, instantly engulfing it in a sea of ice.

Under the erosion of the ice power, the Secret Manuals turned into powder one after another.

Inside the Spirit Vulture Palace, after killing the Elders, No Fate took advantage of the chaos to withdraw quickly.

Seeing No Fate emerge, Wu Xingyun immediately rendezvoused with him, and the two retreated toward the direction of Marshal of the Unruly.

The experts from the Blood Demon Hall, Earth Fiend Sect, and Spirit Vulture Palace swarmed out, preparing to fight against The Unruly led by Marshal of the Unruly.

However, they were in disarray and were caught off guard by the surprise attack from The Unruly.

"Kill!" Marshal of the Unruly, wielding a silver spear, led the charge and rushed into the enemy ranks.

Wherever his silver spear went, enemies fell to the ground.

The morale of The Unruly was greatly boosted, and they followed behind Marshal of the Unruly, engaging in a fierce battle with the experts of the three sects.

This night raid plunged the Blood Demon Hall, the Earth Fiend Sect, and the Spirit Vulture Palace into an unprecedented crisis.

Whether this proactive attack by Beyond Heaven would succeed in uprooting the three sects or encounter unexpected twists, the winds and clouds of the Jianghu were becoming increasingly turbulent with this fierce battle.

At the Tianwaitian Headquarters, Jun Xiaoyao was closely monitoring the battle situation of the three sects through special communication methods set up by The Net.

His gaze was calm and firm; he was determined to win the outcome of this battle.

"Young Lord, news from The Net reports that Dark Blade, West Gate Blows Snow, No Fate, and the others have all successfully completed their initial missions, and Marshal of the Unruly's feigned attack is also going very smoothly; the three sects are now in total disarray." Zhao Gao reported from the side.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, a flash of gratification in his eyes: "Very good. Pass down the order for them to continue the attack and resolve the battle in the shortest time possible. At the same time, have The Net closely monitor the movements of other surrounding forces to prevent them from seizing the opportunity to intervene."

"Yes, Young Lord!" Zhao Gao accepted the order and left.

At this moment, inside the Blood Demon Hall, the Blood Demon Old Ancestor finally ended his seclusion.

Sensing the abnormality of the Blood Pool, he rushed out in a rage.

"Who dares to destroy the Foundation of my Blood Demon Hall!" The Blood Demon Old Ancestor roared, his eyes flashing with killing intent as he saw Dark Blade and The Unruly battling the Blood Demon Hall Disciples.

He waved his hands, and a thick, blood-red mist surged from his body, instantly enveloping the surrounding The Unruly.

The Unruly, covered by the mist, immediately felt weak and had difficulty breathing.

"Hmph, you bunch of overconfident fools, you must all die today!" The Blood Demon Old Ancestor laughed wildly, preparing to slaughter The Unruly.

However, just at this moment, Dark Blade flashed and arrived in front of the Blood Demon Old Ancestor.

He thrust his black and white swords out simultaneously, and a black and white Sword Qi shot toward the Blood Demon Old Ancestor.

The Blood Demon Old Ancestor's expression changed, and he hurriedly circulated his Cultivation Technique to defend.

With a "Boom!", the Sword Qi collided with the Blood Demon Old Ancestor's blood mist, erupting in a burst of intense energy fluctuations.

"So you are from Beyond Heaven? Today, I will make sure you don't return alive!" The Blood Demon Old Ancestor shouted angrily, engaging in a fierce battle with Dark Blade.

At the Earth Fiend Sect, the Earth Fiend Demonic Lord saw the Earth Fiend Flag Formation destroyed and the Scripture Pavilion ruined, and he was hopping mad with rage.

"Beyond Heaven, we are sworn enemies!" The Earth Fiend Demonic Lord, holding a black long blade, rushed toward West Gate Blows Snow.

West Gate Blows Snow remained calm, shaking his profound ice sword, sending sword flashes flickering.

"Just based on you, you cannot stop me." His voice was cold, yet his sword moves were incomparably fierce.

The two instantly clashed, the glimmer of blades and the flash of swords crisscrossing, dazzling to behold.

At the Spirit Vulture Palace, Vulture Fairy looked at the chaotic situation, feeling both shocked and angry.

She knew that this surprise attack by Beyond Heaven had caused heavy losses to the Spirit Vulture Palace.

"Damn it, Beyond Heaven dares to bully us this much!" Vulture Fairy said through gritted teeth, taking out a jade whistle and blowing it gently at her lips.

Immediately, a sharp bird cry came from the sky, and a flock of giant birds flew toward the Spirit Vulture Palace.

These birds were the Spirit Vultures raised by the Spirit Vulture Palace, each possessing powerful offensive capabilities.

"Kill these invaders for me!" Vulture Fairy pointed at The Unruly and ordered loudly.

The Spirit Vultures spread their massive wings and dove toward The Unruly.

For a moment, the sounds of shouting and killing and the cries of birds intertwined above the Spirit Vulture Palace, and the battle became increasingly intense.

This battle of raiding the three sects was moving toward a white-hot direction.

Whether the grievances between Beyond Heaven and the Blood Demon Hall, the Earth Fiend Sect, and the Spirit Vulture Palace could be completely settled in this battle remained an unknown.

And the situation of the Jianghu, because of this battle, was becoming even more intricate and complex.