Boom—!!
The cloud-darkened sky was broken by the shockwaves of the battle between the Void Returning-stage cultivators, thousands of miles away.
At this time, on the main peak of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Dark clouds loomed over the Demon Palace. He Buqun was standing at the window, looking up at the countless blood pillars rising to the southwest and the blood-red sky reflected in his pupils.
However, although the mountains collapsed, the earth was broken, and the world was destroyed, he knew that the bloody light that dyed the horizon red was just an appetizer after he had seen Yu Yan Patriarch's formation.
He didn't think that Yu Yan would lose. In fact, the outcome was most likely decided the moment Patriarch Gu personally came out to fight.
What He Buqun was worried about now was how the Patriarch would deal with him, the "incompetent" Elder, after he came back from killing Red Moon Matriarch.
The Eastern Region was losing the war, and the Heavenly Demon Sect was played around by unknown people. This was a fact.
Earlier, Yu Yan let him go because he was in a good mood, but that didn't mean he would let him go in the future.
Moreover, he had previously claimed that he had given dispositions to bring the defected Gu Mingxin back to the Heavenly Demon Sect.
But in fact, he didn't have any clues about Gu Mingxin at all.
If Yu Yan asked him after he came back, and he couldn't find an explanation, then he would most likely have to enter the alchemy furnace in the Prison Hall of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"Hehe..."
It was ironic that he had forced Gu Mingxin out of the Heavenly Demon Sect in order to let He Qingjiao replace her, but now he had to bring Gu Mingxin back to save his life.
The more He Buqun thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. At the same time, he also felt that his two sons and one daughter were all useless without exception.
He relied on his position as the Great Elder to give the three brats the best training resources, status, and everything they needed in the Heavenly Demon Sect, but all three of them died without being of any use.
Oh, no, He Jiming's death had some value.
His death successfully forced Gu Mingxin away, creating an opportunity for He Qingjiao to become the Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
But that was all...
He Buqun closed his eyes and let out a long breath, then walked back to the bone chair engraved with the Heavenly Demon totem in the center of the hall with his hands behind his back.
The only person in the Heavenly Demon Sect who could sit on this chair was Yu Yan.
He walked slowly around the bone chair, his wrinkled right hand gently moving up along the armrest as if caressing the body of a virgin girl, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
He Buqun fantasized that one day, he would sit on this bone chair like Yu Yan, watching the leaders of the thousands of sects in the Eastern Region kneel down and kowtow to him in the hall.
As long as there was a person or a clan he didn't like, he would only raise his finger and send the entire clan to the alchemy furnace in the Prison Hall to be refined into blood pills, and then he would drink it with wine at night...
"Hehehe...hahaha..."
He Buqun couldn't stop laughing crazily, and his laughter echoed in the empty hall.
However, the next moment.
A rumbling interrupted his laughter.
The two ten-thousand-pound black iron doors at the entrance of the Demon Hall slowly opened a crack from the outside, and then a strong blood odor penetrated into the hall through the gap of the door, spreading several feet from the ground, and forming a cloud of blood-colored spiritual mist.
He Buqun narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression slightly puzzled. "Who's there?"
As soon as the voice came out, a spherical black shadow flew in from outside the hall.
Dong—
Dongdong...
The black shadow landed fifteen feet away from He Buqun, bounced up and fell again, then slowly rolled to his feet.
He looked closely and saw a woman's head. The neck and the hair on the head were cut off neatly. Although there was no light in her eyes, from her expression, she must have been very surprised to die.
—Lu Qiumi, the Elder of the Mountain Spirit Hall of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
When he recognized the identity of the head, He Buqun's pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly suppressed the shock in his heart and looked up vigilantly toward the door again.
There, he saw a woman with black hair and red eyes, sauntering into the hall with a red sword in her hand.
"Gu Mingxin..."
At this moment, Gu Mingxin's black robe was also torn with several knife wounds, and blood decorated her pale face like rouge.
She looked at He Buqun standing beside the bone chair, wiped the blood stains on her face with the back of her hand, and her eyes widened. "Great Elder He!! Long time no see! Hahahaha..."
Looking at Gu Mingxin's crazy appearance, He Buqun's face did not change at all.
He glanced at the aftermath of the Void Returning spirit battle that broke through the sky outside the window and knew that Gu Mingxin had taken advantage of the commotion from Yu Yan and Red Moon fighting, to sneak in.
He Buqun raised his head slightly and smiled. "I didn't expect that you actually knew how to use the Patriarch's Void Returning spirit to hide your aura. It seems that you have experienced a lot outside in the past few years... You used to be a madwoman who didn't know how to advance or retreat, hehe..."
He Buqun did not seem to regard her as a threat at all, which angered Gu Mingxin.
If someone said this in front of her before, she would have rushed up with her sword without thinking twice.
But if she rushed up now, Ye Anping would be angry.
Gu Mingxin narrowed her eyes with a smile, pretending to be indifferent. "Yes, thanks to Elder He, I have experienced a lot of things outside. Moreover, I also found a handsome and reliable cultivation partner..."
"Oh?" He Buqun raised his eyebrows with interest, walked down the steps above with a smile, and approached step by step. "It seems that your personality has indeed changed a lot. I wonder what the background of your cultivation partner is, Miss Gu? It can't be a blind or stupid person, right?"
Gu Mingxin's eyes were a little unhappy, and her right hand squeezed the sword, making a crackling sound.
He Buqun glanced at the sword in her hand, paused for a moment, and continued to walk toward her. "I promised Patriarch Gu that I would bring you back to him. I was a little annoyed that I had no idea where to find you, but I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to me, hehe..."
"Delivered to you?"
"Why, is it wrong?"
He Buqun took out a blood-colored spirit bead and held it in the palm of his right hand, his pace gradually quickening. "Or, Miss Gu, do you think that with your current Nascent Soul cultivation, you can hurt me? First, you killed my third son who was in the Core Formation stage with your Foundation Building cultivation. Now, you want to kill me, a late-stage Deification cultivator, with your early-stage Nascent Soul… Aren't you a little too arrogant?"
Gu Mingxin watched him approach, glanced at the ceiling, and then took a step back. She raised her sword and made a hand seal. "Elder He, don't you want to know who killed He Qingjiao and your second son?"
"Eh?" The fiery red hair on He Buqun's head stood up because of the power of Deification cultivation manifested in his body. "You killed them too? Do you want me to praise you?"
"..."
In just a few breaths, the distance between Gu Mingxin and He Buqun was less than ten feet. In fact, with the cultivation level of the late-stage Deification, it would only take He Buqun a moment to arrive in front of Gu Mingxin, but he was a little curious about what tricks she wanted to play on him. He didn't think Gu Mingxin could be a threat to him.
The only reason why Gu Mingxin would come here was to help someone by holding him back.
"Miss Gu, so you're buying time for your cultivation partner? What does he want to do? I am very curious..."
"Tsk—"
Gu Mingxin hurriedly retreated.
However, the next moment, He Buqun just waved his hand, and the two iron doors weighing thousands of pounds behind her closed with a "bang", and were sealed by a layer of bloody energy.
Gu Mingxin turned her head to look behind, smacked her lips, and cursed in her heart:
—White fool!!!
Then, she thought of a quick solution and responded with a smile. "Great Elder He, have you ever heard of a name?"
"Who?"
"Mo Chi Ling."
When these three words came out, He Buqun's footsteps paused instantly. After a moment of astonishment, his eyes widened slightly. "Where did you hear about that?"
Seeing that He Buqun was finally distracted by her words, Gu Mingxin smiled and tilted her head. "Why don't you guess, Great Elder He?"
At this time, a black shadow passed through the ceiling into the hall, made an "Okay" gesture to Gu Mingxin, and shouted. "Mingxin, White Fool is here!"
Hearing this, Gu Mingxin immediately clenched the sword in her hand and lowered her body.
He Buqun was obviously distracted. At this moment, his attention was completely drawn to the three words "Mo Chi Ling". He did not notice Gu Mingxin's actions, and when he stopped thinking again and looked at her...
Whoosh—
The red sword surged and headed straight for his chest like a sweeping army.
However, it was blocked firmly by the spiritual shield condensed by his demonic aura.
Boom—!!
The sword and the spiritual shield collided, stirring up a gust of wind, and scratching a foot-long dent in the stone bricks where the two stood.
He Buqun's eyes were filled with disdain, and he raised his hand slightly. "Forget it, I'll cripple your hands and feet and spiritual roots first, you crazy woman..."
"Hehe~~"
Gu Mingxin grinned and let out a silver bell-like laughter.
And it was at this moment.
Boom—
Three golden arcs of light passed through the ceiling of the hall that could withstand the combined attack of several Nascent Soul cultivators, exploding with a cloud of smoke and dust. A white shadow followed the sword light that shot into the hall.
A pitch-black sword fell directly on the spiritual shield above He Buqun's head, and, as if there was no resistance, it directly cut a hole in it.
By the time He Buqun reacted and looked up, the pitch-black sword had already touched his shoulder.
"What?"
Not only was his spiritual shield broken so easily, but when he saw that the person holding the sword was a silver-haired girl only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, his face finally showed some amazement.
Swish—
The black sword cut into his shoulder, aiming straight at the position of his heart and golden core.
Feng Yu Die held the sword with both hands and gritted her teeth. Although she expected that the body of a late-stage Deification cultivator would be tough, she was still astonished by the resistance transmitted through the sword to her hands.
She could say that this old man was the toughest of all the people she had cut in her life!
"Hah--!!"
Gu Mingxin reacted almost at the same time, drilling into the cut made by Feng Yu Die into the spiritual shield. Raising her red sword, she overlapped it over the sword in Feng Yu Die's hands.
Swish—
The sound of flesh and bones being pierced rang out again, and the black sword that had cut into He Buqun's left shoulder moved down another five inches after Gu Mingxin's strike.
Foaming blood gushed out from the hole made by the blade, like flying petals.
He Buqun's face had become like a hideous demonic ghost at this moment, and he struggled to raise his hand and grab Feng Yu Die's face with force.
Feng Yu Die was focusing on her sword and didn't react, but when Gu Mingxin saw it from above, she hurriedly kicked her in the chest.
"White fool!!!"
"Ouch!!"
The next second, a bloody light filled their vision.
Bang—!!!
The bloody light shot up from the top of the Heavenly Demon Sect's main peak, tearing the entire Demon Palace and the bone chair that symbolized the position of the Patriarch into pieces and throwing them into the sky.
The wind blew violently, and the entire main peak was shaking.
When the bloody light dissipated, the Demon Palace had disappeared, leaving only an empty flat land that seemed to be smashed by a meteorite and billowing smoke and dust.
Tiles and bricks fell from the sky like rain and smashed into the smoke and dust.
He Buqun was hanging above, covering his left shoulder and panting.
He glanced down, and then looked back at the sword in his left shoulder that was reaching his heart. Even now, he couldn't believe that two cultivators in the Nascent Soul's early stage could hurt the divine bones of a late-stage Deification cultivator.
That silver-haired girl...
The descendant of the Holy Emperor...
He Buqun closed his eyes and slowed down his breath. He couldn't help but marvel at the Holy Emperor's spiritual energy that simply defied the heavens. But he could only sigh. He didn't know that Gu Mingxin actually joined forces with a descendant of the Holy Emperor. Now that he knew, he would never let the silver-haired girl get close to him.
"A Sword cultivator who can't get close to me is just trash, not even as good as a rabbit!!!"
He Buqun roared, raised his hand to form a seal, and the murderous energy in his chest instantly condensed into countless blood cones. The moment he waved his hand, it rushed toward the flattened peak below.
Boom boom boom—
The smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated were raised again.
The blood cones seemed to rain endlessly, covering every inch of the land below.
However, in the next moment—
A low menacing roar came from below him.
Roar—!!!
He Buqun looked in the direction of the sound and narrowed his eyes slightly.
A pitch-black giant python broke through the smoke and rushed straight toward him. Its bloody mouth seemed to be able to swallow the entire sky, and its four sharp snake fangs seemed to be able to pierce everything.
Boom--!!
The giant snake bit the spiritual shield that He Buqun controlled, cutting off the blood cones that were falling from the sky, but its fangs could not penetrate the shield at all.
"Hah--!!"
He Buqun gritted his teeth and waved his hand holding a spirit bead, forming several magic seals with his left hand.
Waves of murderous light exploded into the giant python's mouth, causing its thousand-foot body to fall backward uncontrollably.
Looking at the python falling backward, He Buqun's eyes were filled with astonishment. He raised his hand and condensed a snake spear of the same size as the python with his demonic energy, and waved it toward its abdomen. "Blood demonic spirit beast?!! I didn't expect you to have this thing... But so what?!! With your two Nascent Soul levels..."
At this point, another earth-shaking dragon roar spread a hundred miles away.
Roar--!!
A bright golden light illuminated the entire sea of inky clouds. A golden dragon emerged in another direction from the rolling smoke and dust below, and then raised its tail and whipped He Buqun's shield with force.
Boom--!!
"Cough--"
The blood-colored orb, hit by this blow, smashed into the smoke and dust below.
The wind and waves brought by this landing instantly cleared the dust on the peak.
He Buqun half-knelt on the ground and raised his head after a long while, only to see Gu Mingxin limping twenty feet away from him and swinging the sword in her right hand.
"Hahahahahahaha... Elder He!! How does it taste?!!!"
The crazy laughter sounded.
He Buqun wrinkled his nose slightly, but he knew that he should also pay attention to the movements of the silver-haired girl. He looked around and saw that behind him, the silver-haired girl with her hair loose, held a sword, staring at him with a fierce look.
He stood up propping on his knees, slightly adjusted his Elder robe, and looked at the two girls.
At this moment, the Golden Dragon and the Black Python also lowered their heads, floating behind their respective masters like two immortal beasts, arching their bodies and glaring at He Buqun, who was as small as an ant in their eyes.
The two beasts, one black and one gold, used their majestic bodies to form a “❤” to all the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect from the top of the vast mountain.