Chapter 156 Colluding with Demonic Cultivators

"It seems the Chen Family values this Spirit Isle Lake (Location) far more than the Yu Yang Market."

At that moment, the figure in white robes finally revealed himself. With hair and beard as white as snow, his face etched with countless wrinkles, this was none other than Lin Mocheng—the clan leader of the Lin Immortal Clan (Organization).

Another man was enveloped in a murderous aura—it was actually the long-lost Elder Hong the Demonic, who had once sacrificed the entire Zuo Immortal Clan to forge the Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure), only to be severely wounded later by Xu Daoyuan.

To think that in these years, the Eldrin Fiend not only recovered from his injuries, but actually advanced his cultivation, having pierced through 3 of the Purple Mansion’s Dao Veins.

"Heh heh heh!"

Hong Laomo let out a series of eerie chuckles before sneering coldly, "Since that girl insists on holing up in there, we shall head to Yupingyang City instead. That place holds a plentiful feast of 4 to 5 100 1000 human lives."

"If I were to devour all of their flesh and blood, I would most likely break through to the Purple Mansion realm."

Upon hearing the Eldrin’s deranged words, Lin Mocheng’s expression remained as placid as ever. Instead, he replied coldly.

"As agreed, you aid me in capturing Spirit Isle Lake (Location), and I shall assist you in taking Pingyang City."

"Do you mean to go back on your word?"

"Hmph!" The Elder Demon Hong sneered coldly, then said with icy disdain, "This Spirit Isle Lake (Location) possesses a second-grade, upper-tier spirit vein, and is protected by a second-grade, upper-tier grand formation."

"Even if we could take it down with our current strength, we'd likely be left half-dead. How could we possibly muster any remaining energy to assault Pingyang City afterward?"

"To be frank with you, Yangzhou is now teeming with blood sacrifices. The only reason I'm willing to collaborate with you is my longstanding grudge against the Chen family. If you refuse to assault Pingyang City, this old man will take his leave immediately."

Lin Mocheng’s expression shifted repeatedly upon hearing this, but in the end, his gaze turned slightly cold. “Enough. Sacrificing Pingyang City in a blood ritual would indeed deal the heaviest blow to the Chen Family.”

Seeing his agreement, that Eldrin (Person Name) let out a derisive snort, his gaze turning icy as he said, "You're helping me eradicate the Chen family—aren't you the least bit worried they'll settle scores with you later?"

Lin Mocheng was taken aback at first, then let out a cold sneer. "Eldrin slaughtered 4 Foundation Establishment experts from our Lin family. This blood feud spans heaven and earth. Besides, it was you who performed the blood sacrifice."

"As for settling scores after the autumn harvest, this old man's lifespan is nearing its end. Once I'm gone, let the floods rage unchecked—would he dare commit such utter annihilation and slaughter the several 100 1000 mortals of our Lin Family?"

At this point, he cast a wary glance at Hong Laomo.

Compared to the righteous immortal clan, the Chen Family, it was actually more likely that Old Devil Zhang would slaughter mortals.

At this thought, a flicker of worry arose in him, but he quickly suppressed it. "I've already given explicit instructions for Mo Qin to guard Lin City. Even if something unexpected happens to this old man, he should be more than capable of holding off that old fiend Hong."

Suppressing his stray thoughts, the crimson glow in Lin Mocheng's eyes intensified, a trace of madness clouding his pupils.

"Chen Immortal Clan (Organization), this old man shall make you pay the price."

And not long after, Meng Xinghe in Pingyang City sensed something amiss.

Lin Mocheng's arrangements were seen through by him, revealing that Lin Mocheng had already been missing for a long time.

Upon receiving this news, he immediately relayed it to Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location), then transmitted the message via communication talismans to Spirit Isle Lake (Location) and Pingyang City.

After completing all this, he summoned the Foundation Establishment cultivators of Yu County present in Yuyang Market, his expression grave as he spoke.

"At this critical juncture, Lin Mocheng has suddenly vanished. I suspect he may have lost his sanity and gone to seek vengeance against the Chen Family."

"How dare he?"

The other Foundation Establishment cultivators nearby immediately changed their expressions upon hearing this and couldn't help but exclaim.

"I have already relayed the message to the Chen Family." Meng Xinghe spoke with a grave expression, "I suspect Lin Mocheng might head to Pingyang City, though I cannot say for certain."

"Very well, I shall first make a trip to Pingyang City to assess the situation. All of you shall remain in the city and await news."

"We have forged a pact of mutual offense and defense. Should the Chen Clan's spiritual veins come under assault, we must earnestly request your unwavering support."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison. "Rest assured, the moment we receive the Chen family's call for aid, we will naturally intervene."

Chapter 1 Lin Mocheng and the Elder Demon Hong had flown for the better part of a day when the silhouette of Pingyang City emerged before them.

Seeing 2 streaks of light charging toward him, Lior (Person Name), who had been forewarned, immediately activated the Blazing Sun Divine Fire Array. His face turned icy as he roared furiously.

"Lin Mocheng, how dare you collude with demonic cultivators? Do you truly not fear that our Chen Family will settle scores after the harvest, and wipe your Lin Clan from existence?"

"Hmph."

Lin Mocheng’s gaze turned icy as he rasped, "This old man has long since relinquished the position of Lin Family Head. Now, I am but a lone cultivator."

“I am here today to settle a personal grudge. What does this have to do with the Lin Immortal Clan (Organization)?”

"Hmph." Lior didn't believe a single word, letting out a cold laugh as he said, "Save those words for my nephew Eldrin."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of both individuals shifted slightly. Since the great beast tide, who hadn't heard of Eldrin—that renowned star of slaughter?

Having slain even several Purple Mansion beasts in succession, Eldrin's ruthless methods and sharp-edged temperament would likely spread throughout Chu Kingdom before long.

With a cold expression, Elder Hong Demon declared with a face full of murderous intent, "Why waste words on him? Let’s join forces and shatter the formation first."

With those words, he summoned the famed Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure), unleashing a colossal blade aura that descended like a cataclysm, striking directly against the city’s protective formation.

The Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure) served as the life-bound magical treasure exclusively inherited by the Demon Cavern. Nestled in the southeastern borderlands of Chu Kingdom (Location), this Demon Cavern stood as 1 of the greatest adversaries to the cultivation world of Chu Kingdom (Location).

Among the 3 major sects of the Chu Kingdom, the Violet Abyss Sect and the Azure Sun Sect focused their primary efforts on resisting the demon tribes from the direction of the Vast Marsh. Meanwhile, the strongest sect in the Chu Kingdom—the Firmament Sword Sect—bore the greatest responsibility for guarding the Demon Abyss Cavern.

The fact that the Demon Abyss Cave could force the Heavenrend Sword Sect to mobilize its full strength to resist proved their power was in no way inferior to the 3 great sects of the Chu Kingdom.

The Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure) stood among the myriad demonic artifacts of the Devil's Abyss Cave, yet it possessed the most formidable slaughtering power. Unlike other demonic treasures that demanded exceptional materials, this blade required no exquisite substance—instead, its forging demanded the most vicious and cruel methods imaginable.

For instance, this Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure) requires the devouring of 100,000 mortals’ blood to master, while advancing to the Purple Mansion Realm demands the blood of 1,000,000 mortals.

Although this blade was vicious and blood-soaked, 1 could not deny its formidable power—it was even more potent than the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) of the same tier by a significant margin.

That Elder Hong fiend has now opened 3 of the 10 Celestial Meridians, and his spiritual energy is already comparable to Varen (Person Name), a Foundation Establishment cultivator who has broken through the first Celestial Meridian.

Driven by his profound true essence, the Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure) unleashed astonishing power, striking the Solar Flame Array until its radiance grew dim and flickering.

"Not good!"

Lior watched as the Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade wreaked havoc, his expression abruptly shifting as he instantly sensed the impending danger.

The might of this Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure) was truly terrifying—it actually caused the Brilliant Sun Divine Flame Array to tremble violently under its radiant onslaught. Had the former patriarch not upgraded the array to upper second-grade before the beast tide, it would likely have been breached within a few strikes.

Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Immortal Monarch The sky tore open with a thunderous roar, crimson lightning dancing across the heavens like vengeful serpents. Amidst the shattered peaks of the Celestial Mountain, a figure clad in tattered azure robes slowly rose from the rubble. "1 100 years... I, Luo Feng, have returned." His eyes, deep as starry abysses, reflected the devastation surrounding him. The air still carried the metallic tang of blood and ozone from his heavenly tribulation. With a slight tremor in his hand, he reached into his cosmic ring and retrieved a faintly glowing spirit stone. "Only 32,000 spirit stones remain," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper yet carrying the weight of millennia. "And my cultivation has fallen to the Foundation Establishment realm." Memories flooded back - the betrayal by his closest disciple, the ambush during his ascension, the soul-rending pain as his golden core shattered. For thousands of years, he had reigned as the Immortal Monarch, only to be brought low by those he trusted most. A cold smile touched his lips. "Yun Xi, my dear disciple... you never imagined I would survive the 9 Heavens Divine Thunder Tribulation, did you?" His gaze fell upon the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss lying beside him, its spiritual light dimmed but not extinguished. The artifact hummed faintly in recognition, its bond with its master transcending even death itself. Suddenly, his spiritual sense detected movement nearby. A dozen or so figures in black robes descended from the sky, their killing intent palpable. "The Blood Demon Sect," Luo Feng's eyes narrowed. "They've come to confirm my death." The lead cultivator laughed mockingly. "Look what we have here! The great Immortal Monarch Luo Feng, reduced to a mere Foundation Establishment ant. Hand over the Heavenly Dao Jade and we might grant you a quick death." Luo Feng stood calmly, his tattered robes fluttering in the spiritual wind. "Over a 100 years ago, when I first established my foundation, I slaughtered thousands of your kind. Do you truly believe 20-some Blood Demon disciples can threaten me now?" He raised his hand, and the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss burst into brilliant crimson flames. The very air seemed to tremble as countless spiritual energies converged around him. "The path of cultivation is paved with countless trials," Luo Feng declared, his voice resonating with ancient power. "But I have walked this road before. Today, you shall witness why they called me the Monarch Who Defied Heaven!" The sword in his hand sang, its blade cutting through space itself as he took the first step in his journey back to the pinnacle.