Familiar Faces Meet
The search for disciples at the foot of the mountain was nearly complete, but sadly, many had perished and could not return. After Dongfang Changao brought back another group of disciples, Grandma Ma Jiu asked in a deep voice, "Have most of the disciples from each sect returned?"
"The Divine Sense Compass from all the sects show that all the survivors have been found." After replying, Dongfang Changao took out a miniature version of the Divine Sense Compass and frowned, "On the contrary, there are still six people from my Fu Xian Island who have not been found. It's strange, how did they run so far away?"
"Who else?" Grandma Ma Jiu's eyebrows twitched involuntarily. She had personally followed several elders from Fu Xian Island to search, but they had not found Yue Qianchou. She feared he had already met with misfortune, but she still hoped that he was among the remaining six.
Dongfang Changao stared at the light spots on the Divine Sense Compass for a while and then replied, "There is one disciple each from the Cultivation Pavilion, the Alchemy Pavilion, and the Anran Pavilion, as well as three disciples from the Myriad Fragrance Garden."
Elder Quan and Elder Sun glanced at the Divine Sense Compass and sighed inwardly. This kid is really restless. How did he run so far away?
At this moment, several figures flashed in and called out in unison, "Ninth Aunt!" It was the four elders of Fu Xian Island, with one remaining on the mountaintop to guard the place. Grandma Ma Jiu glanced at them and said, "Six of my disciples from Fu Xian Island are still alive and have not returned. We cannot abandon them."
"That is the way it should be!" one of the attendants replied, and the other three nodded in agreement.
"Haha..." A hearty laugh came from afar, saying, "Last night I heard that my brother Meng came here to welcome guests, and today we have more guests. Ao Li I, Ao Li, dare to be negligent? I have come here to welcome our distinguished guests."
Who is Ao Li? Everyone was slightly startled; judging from the voice, the newcomer's cultivation was no weaker than theirs. Grandma Ma Jiu's expression became noticeably agitated; her droopy eyelids snapped open, and she stared intently at the source of the voice.
Before long, a soft Green Vine Soft Sedan draped in light gauze on all sides appeared, carried by four porters, walking slowly through the air before landing in front of everyone.
These four sedan bearers possessed incredibly high cultivation levels, able to walk in the air. Who could possibly command such people to carry a sedan chair? Everyone on Fu Xian Island stared at the figure behind the veil, wondering who this person was. The four sedan bearers unloaded the sedan chair from their shoulders and placed it securely on the ground. The one in front turned around and lifted the veil in front of the sedan chair, revealing the true face of the person inside.
A middle-aged man, dressed in a slightly faded blue scholar's robe, casually reclined on a sedan chair, a folding fan waving gently. As the light veil was lifted, he slowly rose, his black hair tied up on top of his head, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, and his dark, bright eyes, as dazzling as starlight, swept over the crowd. What an elegant and refined man! Yet his presence here seemed somewhat eerie.
The man's gaze fell on Grandma Ma Jiu and he suddenly paused, lightly shaking his folding fan as he stood up from the sedan chair and laughed, "I wondered who this distinguished guest was, but it turns out to be an old acquaintance."
The people of Fu Xian Island breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Grandma Ma Jiu. It was good that she was an acquaintance; otherwise, fighting someone with such high cultivation in the Demon Ghost Domain would be disastrous, especially since the four sedan chair bearers beside her were clearly not to be trifled with. One of the elders even asked, "Auntie, do you know him?"
The one asking the questions was Guan Dinghai, the previous leader of Fu Xian Island and also Grandma Ma Jiu's nephew.
To everyone's surprise Grandma Ma Jiu gritted her teeth and said, "It's not just that I know him; my face was ruined by him."
"Ah!" Guan Dinghai exclaimed in surprise, and the others were even more shocked. Wasn't that their enemy? Everyone immediately became alert. Everyone knew that Grandma Ma Jiu's cultivation had reached the late Tribulation Transcendence stage three hundred years ago. Back then, she was a beautiful woman. After returning from a cultivation trip, everyone found that she had been disfigured. Despite using many elixirs and medicines, she could not recover and was left with a face full of pockmarks, hence the nickname Grandma Ma Jiu).
The man, fanning himself with a folding fan, said leisurely, "Guan Jiufeng, you can't blame me for what happened back then. You were so arrogant back then, daring to venture into this place alone with your late Tribulation Transcendence stage Transcending cultivation, wreaking havoc in the Demon Ghost Domain. If I didn't teach you a lesson, you would really think that the Demon Ghost Domain is invincible. You should know that I didn't take your life back then, which was already giving you a huge favor. Don't be so ungrateful."
Although Grandma Ma Jiu was old, what woman doesn't cherish her appearance? Especially since she was once a beautiful woman. For a beautiful woman to be disfigured is worse than being killed. Thinking of the past and seeing her enemy again, Grandma Ma Jiu couldn't help but tremble slightly with anger.
"Aunt, who is this person?" Guan Dinghai asked, noticing that the man dared to address him as "this king" so casually.
Hearing her nephew's question, Grandma Ma Jiu steadied herself and sneered with a mocking expression, "Dinghai, don't be fooled by his human appearance. He is actually a fox spirit. He is a demon, but he tries to act like a human and pretend to be refined. This demon is the local Demon King named Ao Li."
Demon King Ao Li? Everyone was shocked again. They never expected that this refined and scholarly-looking man would actually be one of the ten most famous Demon King in the Demon Ghost Domain. Instead of seeing the Ghost King, they had encountered the Demon King. It seemed that things were not going to end well today.
No matter how well-mannered a woman may seem, once she truly hates someone, she can't help but speak harshly and sarcasticly. Ao Li, who had been so elegant, immediately changed color upon hearing this. Grandma Ma Jiu's words had indeed struck a nerve. Although he was a demon, he greatly admired the refined and elegant people of the human world and imitated their lifestyles in every way.
With a snap, Ao Li closed his folding fan and sneered, "Guan Jiufeng, seeing that you are acquaintances, I originally intended to spare your lives, but you show no mercy. Since that's the case, then you will all stay here for me!"
"Chang'ao, you ten men, retreat!" Grandma Ma Jiu shouted. With the strength of Dongfang Changao and his ten elders, they were not qualified to join this battle.
As soon as she finished speaking, Grandma Ma Jiu seemed to become younger instantly. The Demon Slaying Staff in her hand turned into a stream of light and went straight for Ao Li's face. The latter snorted coldly and flicked his folding fan, knocking the Demon Slaying Staff away.
As soon as the protagonist made his move, the others on both sides immediately unleashed their full power. The combined power of so many people created a strong pressure that swept outwards, causing the surrounding vegetation and rocks to crumble and fly away. Birds and beasts that couldn't escape in time turned into a bloody mist and were blown away. An area of nearly a thousand meters in radius was cleared in an instant.
Dongfang Changao and the others, who were standing far away, were taken aback. As expected of all the experts at the late Tribulation Transcendence stage, their aura was astonishing even before they made a move.
Suddenly, Grandma Ma Jiu, Ao Li, and the others from Fu Xian Island all coughed up blood. After spitting out blood, the ten elders, including Dongfang Changao, collapsed to the ground. A powerful, unparalleled Divine Sense, as resounding as a Vajra subduing demon, struck their minds. No one could withstand the blow, and they were all instantly injured.
"Who?" Grandma Ma Jiu shouted, her mouth full of blood, as she and Guan Dinghai staggered backward, their faces filled with shock and uncertainty. It was terrifying; their cultivation levels were insufficient to withstand a single strike of Divine Sense. Ao Li and the others also staggered back, their earlier arrogance vanishing instantly, replaced by fear and unease.
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