The original founder of the Rakshasa Cult was the Heart-Piercing Monk. But he had barely given it shape before he suffered qi deviation and secluded himself in Kunlun Mountain, cultivating year after year without emerging.
With no leader, the Rakshasa Cult nearly tore itself apart. Then it provoked Deng Bagu in the Western Regions and suffered heavy casualties in several magical battles.
Later, guided by an expert of the Demon Cult, its members became disciples of Chan Master Xiaoyue. Only then did they gain a firm foothold. Within a few years, they rapidly expanded, unified the Western Regions, and began pushing steadily toward the Central Plains.
The Cui Family Five Ghosts had joined the Rakshasa Cult several years earlier. They had come today under orders and declared in shrill, strange voices, "Never mind what sect we belong to. Today, we just want to see what makes you think you can claim this Yellow Mountain for yourself, establish a sect here, and take in disciples by the dozen!"
As they spoke, each of the five released a flying sword. Wreathed in pitch-black baleful energy and trailing a long plume of Black Smoke, all five blades slashed straight toward Shi Feiyang.
"Well, well! You're not from the Rakshasa Cult—you're from the Mystic-Yin Cult!"
The flying swords these five had released were unmistakably the Mystic-Yin Cult's signature Black Fiend Swords!
"Watch out, little brother!" No one had expected these five to have reached the realm of uniting body and sword, drawing their flying swords into their bodies and entering the ranks of Sword Immortals. Their sudden attack sent Sword Qi flashing like lightning. Ordinary martial artists would have had no time to react, and with five swords striking together, there was nowhere to dodge.
Yet Shi Feiyang reached out as though scooping fish