Heart-Shattering Gu

The black-robed cultivator saw Su Fan eat the Heartbreak Pill and tossed him a Storage Bag.

"You've been recruited by our True Demonic Sect. Come with me..."

Damn it, you call this recruitment?

He swept his divine sense over the Storage Bag. It contained one hundred Spirit Stones.

Alright, at least I didn't work for free.

Actually, Su Fan felt quite fortunate to be mistaken for an Evil Cultivator.

If he hadn't practiced Ghost Path Spells before entering the mountains, he probably would have been silenced by the Demonic Sect already.

The black-robed cultivator led Su Fan to a makeshift camp nearby, where over a hundred people had already gathered.

Judging by their attire, they were all likely Evil Cultivators recruited just like him.

"Go inside..."

After saying that, the cultivator left, abandoning Su Fan alone.

Just as Su Fan was feeling lost and helpless, a black-robed cultivator in the Mid Qi Refining Stage emerged from the camp.

"New here, right? Come in and register..."

Su Fan followed him inside, gave a fake name, and registered his identity information.

Anyway, as long as you've eaten the Heartbreak Pill, they don't seem to care what name you use.

"Remember to come here every month to collect the antidote for the Heartbreak Pill..."

After hearing the other cultivator's words, he had a rough idea of what the Heartbreak Pill was.

Su Fan's expression turned grim as he entered the camp, found a spot, and sat down cross-legged, observing the surroundings.

The camp wasn't large, with over a hundred Evil Cultivators sitting in groups of three or five.

"The True Demonic Sect is far away in Liangzhou, how did they end up in Shaoyang Market?"

"It's not just Shaoyang Market; the entire Chu Kingdom has probably been captured by the Demonic Sect. Haha..."

"The Immortal Sect was outmaneuvered by the Demonic Sect. Their main forces were concentrated in the Qin State, and they didn't expect their rear to be attacked..."

"It's likely that several Demonic Sects from Liangzhou are involved. The Immortal Sect cultivators in the Qin State are in trouble..."

"What exactly is this Heartbreak Pill we ate?"

"What you ate is the Heart-Shattering Gu. If you want to run, go ahead. Without the antidote, your internal organs will be devoured by the Heart-Shattering Gu within a month."

Listening to the Evil Cultivators' discussions, Su Fan had a clearer picture of the entire situation.

The main forces of the Immortal Sect in Yongzhou, along with the Sword Cultivators who went to support from Ganzhou and Lanzhou, were all concentrated in the Qin State, confronting the Demonic Sect.

However, the Demonic Sect didn't play by the usual rules this time. The True Demonic Sect from Liangzhou directly attacked the Chu Kingdom, completely cutting off the rear of the Immortal Sect in the Qin State.

The Demonic Sect had likely severed all connections between the Qin State and Ganzhou, Lanzhou, and even the Central Plains.

The hurried evacuation of the Qingxuan Sect from Shaoyang Market two days ago was likely due to receiving news from the Qin State that the Demonic Sect had already begun their offensive.

Thinking of this, Su Fan couldn't help but worry about Old Ye.

Those Sword Maniacs fight like they don't care about their lives. I'm really afraid something might happen to him again.

It was too late for him to leave the Chu Kingdom now.

And that Heartbreak Pill... his guess was correct.

These Demonic Sect scoundrels are too vicious, using the Heart-Shattering Gu to control Evil Cultivators to serve them.

At this thought, Su Fan's heart stirred.

The purple lightning within his Lightning Dao Seed was a nemesis to all evil spirits.

He just didn't know if it could destroy the Heart-Shattering Gu within his body.

But being in this place now, he didn't dare to try, fearing the Demonic Sect might have some contingency plans.

For now, blending in with these Evil Cultivators was at least temporarily safe. He would wait for a suitable opportunity.

Just then, a roar echoed through the air.

In the pitch-black night, a Bone Flying Boat slowly descended from the sky.

"Hurry up, everyone onto the Flying Boat..."

The black-robed cultivators in the camp shouted loudly, urging the Evil Cultivators to board the Bone Boat.

Su Fan mingled with the crowd and boarded the Bone Flying Boat.

The Bone Boat wasn't large, only a few zhang long and a zhang high. Its entire body was pieced together from unknown, massive beast bones.

Each bone was as thick as a bowl, inscribed with dense, complex runes, giving it a sinister and eerie appearance.

Su Fan and the others were led onto the deck of the Flying Boat. Over a hundred Evil Cultivators stood together, filling the deck to capacity.

"Rumble..."

A deafening roar sounded, the Bone Boat vibrated, and then shot up into the sky.

In an instant, the bone boat rushed out of the mountains and flew over Shaoyang Market Town.

Su Fan leaned on the railing at the edge of the deck and looked down.

Below, Shaoyang Market Town was in complete chaos, with fires everywhere, shouts and screams filling the air.

The market town's great formation had already been activated and was under attack by the Demonic Sect.

The Spiritual Energy Shield trembled continuously, emitting bursts of dazzling light, and was growing dimmer and dimmer.

Su Fan sighed. Shaoyang Market Town was finished.

He wondered how Old Xu was doing and if he could escape this catastrophe.

Just then, a commotion arose on the deck of the flying boat.

"Quick, look, a flying boat from an Immortal Sect is coming..."

Su Fan followed the direction everyone was pointing and saw a few lights appear in the distant night sky.

In the pitch-black night, the outlines of several huge flying boats slowly emerged.

Suddenly, a powerful aura surged upwards.

The heavens and earth grew dim, and ghostly energy permeated the air.

Boundless dark mist spread out, surging like a mountain wind, with immense power.

Countless ghostly figures writhed within the black mist, and a desolate battle song echoed across the land.

Where it passed, there was only deathly silence.

That ancient, mournful battle song seemed to be pouring out eternal resentment.

A patch of spectral light flickered in the distance, more brilliant than moonlight.

Amidst the flickering spectral light, the sound of horses whinnying could be heard.

Two magnificent horses emerged, pulling a huge bronze chariot, which roared out of the pitch-black night.

A chilling wind swirled around, filled with countless shades of souls, creating a formidable spectacle.

A tall figure clad in armor stood on the chariot, majestic and imposing. He held a sharp, gleaming spear forward.

Then, he drove the chariot, leading dense masses of shades like a surging tide, and charged forward.

The chariot rumbled and swept forward, covering the sky and earth, unstoppable.

Su Fan, watching from a distance, felt a terrifying pressure surge towards him, making him tremble.

"Ghost General... that's a Ghost General..."

Hearing the shouts from the crowd, Su Fan couldn't help but gasp.

Are Ghost Generals that powerful?

Originally, Su Fan didn't think much of Ghost Path cultivators. Weren't they just a bunch of people who played with ghosts?

But after witnessing the Ghost General driving the bronze chariot, he was deeply shaken.

Sister Zhen, you need to work hard.

At this moment, the Ghost General in the distance had already led the sky-covering shades to completely surround the flying boats.

Countless wisps, fierce ghosts, and ghost soldiers, fearless of death, pounced towards the flying boats.

The flying boats of the Immortal Sect also raised huge Spiritual Energy Shields, and beams of dazzling light continuously swept towards the surging shades.

Clang!!

A piercing sword cry echoed through the heavens and earth.

Terrifying Sword Intent permeated the entire night sky.

A sword light, radiating killing intent, instantly slashed towards the bronze chariot.

An earth-shattering, supreme power, like a sharp and unstoppable torrent, shredded countless shades into pieces wherever it passed.

Bang!!

A massive black war spear thrust towards the terrifying sword light, as if shattering the entire space.

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