Chapter 210 : Cleaning House
Naturally, the outside world knew nothing of what happened within the secret realm, but the Fusion-level attack suddenly erupting in the Nascent Soul region still affected the secret realm somewhat. Before Su Hao and the others were transported away, a trace of sword energy leaked through the light screen.
The demonic sects were startled, initially thinking that besides Wuxiang, some Fusion cultivator had infiltrated the secret realm, before remembering that sword talismans existed. However, Fusion cultivators were already considered top figures in the cultivation world—there weren't many when counting—and even fewer would take the trouble to create sword talismans to protect their juniors. They could roughly guess who had activated the sword talisman.
But they had no time to gloat, as those confronting that person might well be disciples from their demonic sects.
Meanwhile, the three righteous sects' reactions weren't much better, especially Peak Master Qingxu and the others. As fellow disciples with Sect Leader Qingxiao for hundreds or thousands of years, they were extremely familiar with his techniques.
Who would receive a life-saving sword talisman from Sect Leader Qingxiao? And under what desperate circumstances would they activate it? These things needed no guessing. And precisely because they understood Su Hao's character and nature, knowing that unless absolutely necessary and facing life-threatening danger, he would never activate this sword talisman, they grew increasingly concerned about his situation.
Peak Masters Qingxu and Qingyuan simultaneously turned their gaze to the light screen, ready to provide assistance at any moment. The secret realm exit was highly efficient—just two or three breaths after the sword energy leaked, the light screen trembled again, ejecting more people.
What first caught everyone's eye was neither the white Xuanqing Sect robes that Su Hao wore, nor Ruan Le, the Golden Core cultivator who had mixed into the Nascent Soul group, nor the numerous wounds covering their bodies... What first caught everyone's eye was a perfectly round, shiny bald head that faintly reflected light under the illumination of the exit's light screen, extremely eye-catching.
The Buddha Sect members immediately recognized their own disciple and were about to step forward to welcome him when the previously well-behaved demonic sect members suddenly attacked—several Spirit Division or Fusion powerhouses suddenly struck at the Nascent Soul disciples, launching a surprise attack without warning, completely abandoning any pretense of civility.
Seeing this, Huiming's eyes bulged with anger as he quickly tossed out a string of prayer beads to block while sternly shouting: "You demonic fiends dare?!"
As Huiming was the first to respond, the Xuanqing and Tiandao Sects' reactions weren't slow either. After all, though the Buddha Sect disciple's bald head was eye-catching, their own disciples' robes were also unmistakable. Even if they couldn't clearly see their faces, they had to rescue them first.
Peak Master Qingxu and the others struck simultaneously, some with profound techniques and swift attacks that actually arrived before the demonic sects' surprise attacks. Then magical treasures collided, energy erupted, and multicolored lights illuminated the sky, with a terrifying pressure that none dared to directly gaze upon... nearly blinding the eyes of several newly ejected, severely injured cultivators.
Su Hao and the others were already injured and weak, and those facing off were either Fusion or Spirit Division cultivators, realms far above their own. Even at their peak, they couldn't withstand a single move from a Fusion cultivator, let alone in their current wounded state.
Fully aware of this fact, Su Hao and the others found themselves at the center of this vortex of war. Since escape was impossible, they didn't struggle—they watched wide-eyed as demonic energy-infused attacks came at them, and before they could even draw a sharp breath, their sect elders had already blocked the attacks. Then more attacks came, then more blocks, and after several rounds, Su Hao and the others became expressionless, no longer feeling any tension.
Chu Yang shared a similar fate with Su Hao and the others, or rather, his luck was even worse. As the Young Master of the Nine Abyss Sect, he naturally had no shortage of protective magical treasures. Even under the attack of a Fusion cultivator's sword talisman, though his protective treasures were destroyed, he had managed to save his life.
Unfortunately, the secret realm's transportation was too quick, and he had no time to escape before being transported out along with Su Hao and the others.
A demonic sect Young Master mixed among a group of righteous disciples—who could have anticipated this in the midst of chaotic battle? Thus, the attacks launched by the demonic cultivators didn't distinguish between friend and foe, hitting him as well. Fortunately, no one from the righteous side had seen his face, so while protecting Su Hao and the others, they had inadvertently shielded him too. Otherwise, the dignified Young Master of the Nine Abyss Sect might have died almost comically at the hands of his own people.
Chu Yang felt extremely frustrated by this, but given the current situation, he truly didn't dare to speak up rashly. Only when the Nine Abyss Sect elder finally caught a glimpse of him during the battle did the elder's eyes nearly bulge out in shock.
But before the Nine Abyss Sect elder could rescue Chu Yang, his unusual behavior was noticed, leading to the discovery of Chu Yang... It was absurd—why was this Xuanqing Sect traitor here, and why were they protecting him? This wouldn't do; such a traitor deserved death from all, and they needed to clean house immediately!
Soon, the Xuanqing Sect members spared hands to attack Chu Yang, showing no mercy.
The Nine Abyss Sect elder couldn't stand by and watch the Young Master die before his eyes, so he unhesitatingly rushed forward, shielding Chu Yang. While defending, he called out to the Vice Sect Leader of the Celestial Demon Sect, with whom he had a good relationship: "Old Skull, come help quickly!"
The Vice Sect Leader of the Celestial Demon Sect didn't hesitate, immediately running over to help, and Peak Master Qingxu, who had been fighting him, moved along with him. Then these two pulled in more people, and the battlefield gradually shifted toward Chu Yang's position, becoming increasingly chaotic... In the back-and-forth exchanges, no one knew who was attacking whom, or whether the original target was still the opponent.
In the heat of battle, suddenly two more figures descended from the light screen, dropping directly toward everyone.
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Perhaps due to breaking through to the Void Crossing realm, or perhaps for some other reason, the White Tiger's transportation out was slightly delayed compared to Su Hao and the others. And just as she was being transported out of the secret realm, the system was setting off fireworks in her head: "Host, host, Su Hao's sword talisman just killed over twenty more Nascent Soul demonic cultivators. Since you're in a team, these all count for you—you've picked up over two thousand more points for free..."
Naturally, the White Tiger was delighted about freely gaining points, and hearing the system's words, she was momentarily distracted. Then she was transported out, and having stayed on the Ice Plain for so long, she forgot she could fly.
Thus, a white tiger descended from the sky, nearly crushing the cultivators battling below, and bringing Wuxiang along with her.
Of course, compared to the Demon Monk who had changed his shell, the White Tiger with her larger size and more obvious identity immediately attracted everyone's attention upon appearing. Both sides instinctively ceased fighting and retreated, rescuing their own people and clearing space. Perceiving that Jianbing was falling straight down, Peak Masters Qingxu and Qingyuan, who knew her identity and whereabouts, simultaneously acted to suspend her in midair.
The White Tiger flipped and stood up, her tiger eyes brightening upon seeing Peak Masters Qingxu and Qingyuan, feeling immense familiarity. Without thinking, she raised her paw to point at Wuxiang, saying to the two: "Peak Masters, please help me capture him."
Everyone followed the White Tiger's gesture and saw a monk in red robes whose attire and aura didn't resemble someone from the Buddha Sect.
Hearing this, the two Peak Masters didn't overthink it. Although Jianbing was young, they trusted she wouldn't speak without reason. So Peak Master Qingxu raised his hand, and a huge palm that seemed to cover the sky reached directly toward Wuxiang. While the latter could tyrannize Nascent Soul juniors, facing a Fusion powerhouse, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to—not just his clone, even his main body couldn't flee!
Caught off guard, Wuxiang was captured, a flash of viciousness immediately crossing his eyes as he planned to self-destruct rather than surrender. However, Peak Master Qingxu was extraordinarily perceptive and, upon the slightest detection, completely sealed his meridians and cultivation, instantly making him experience the powerlessness of a mortal.
Only then, seeing that the demonic sects had rescued Chu Yang and temporarily had no other moves, did Peak Master Qingxu ask: "Jianbing, who is this person?"
The White Tiger, witnessing the might of a Fusion cultivator, felt as if her strong backing had arrived, her confidence increasing threefold compared to before. She didn't conceal anything and immediately answered: "This is Demon Monk Wuxiang. Although it's just a clone, I think he should know quite a bit." Such as the secrets of Foguang Temple, the purpose of his attempt to seize the Seven Treasures Glass Heart, and the whereabouts of that Glass Lamp, which couldn't be overlooked.
When speaking these words, the White Tiger didn't deliberately lower her voice, so everyone who should hear them did. Peak Master Qingxu and the others showed only slight surprise, but several elders from the Buddha Sect all turned to look, their gazes complex beyond description, filled with hatred and sorrowful regret.
Wuxiang probably didn't know how to face his former sect-mates either, closing his eyes and turning away, saying nothing.
With this development, it became inappropriate for Xuanqing Sect to handle Wuxiang, so Peak Master Qingxu very conscientiously transferred him to Dharma Master Huiming for disposal.
Just as this brief interlude concluded, the secret realm light screen above didn't disappear but instead ejected many more people in a chaotic manner. These individuals wore various attire, practiced different cultivation methods, carried diverse magical treasures, and were surrounded by varying intensities of demonic energy—clearly demonic cultivators. However, Peak Master Qingxu and the others never imagined that the secret realm would eject dozens to nearly a hundred Nascent Soul demonic cultivators at once.
Even though Peak Master Qingxu and the others knew that many demonic cultivators had infiltrated the secret realm, they hadn't expected so many, and their expressions changed instantly. Then, looking back at the disciples who had emerged, they suddenly realized one person was missing from the five senior disciples: "Where is Junior Nephew Qingyue?!"