Wangfeng Mountain is located at the northernmost part of Dafeng City. Beyond Wangfeng Mountain lies Baihai City Baihai City, which falls under the jurisdiction of other sects.
According to the agreement among the various sects in the Guyuan Realm, each sect has its own territory, and the benefits derived therefrom must not interfere with or affect each other.
Although the Vast Righteousness Sect knew that once the benefits reached a certain level, this agreement would be as worthless as a piece of paper.
But at least they have the upper hand now.
As long as the treasure is secured ahead of time, other sects, even if unwilling, will not dare to break ties. The Vast Righteousness Sect is a top-tier cultivation sect in the Guyuan Realm, and no other sect dares to start a war lightly.
Elder Li, the same Vast Righteousness Sect Deacon Elder who taught Ling Yi and the others Formation, had already set up the Formation at Wangfeng Mountain and was waiting with three other Nascent Spirit Transformation Realm elders for Wei Haizhu and her companion to Luowang right into their trap.
"The target is about to enter Wangfeng Mountain. Once it enters the formation, activate it immediately," Elder Li said somewhat nervously.
They couldn't help but be nervous. The methods of the Death God were too bizarre, and he could even kill those at the Body Integration Realm. How could they not be afraid?
But they probably have to go anyway, since the treasures Wei Haizhu and Wang Qiang possess are far too powerful.
If they get their hands on it, they'll be able to do whatever they want in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.
Even a top-tier cultivation sect like the Vast Righteousness Sect doesn't have many Body Integration Realm.
"Prepare to activate the Formation." Spiritual Sense Elder Li said excitedly as Perception Wei Haizhu and Wang Qiang appearing at the edge of Wangfeng Mountain.
But the next moment, the two suddenly turned and flew directly east.
"Ah, this..." Elder Li was dumbfounded, as were the other three elders.
"What's going on? Did they discover the Formation we set up?" one of them Human Dao.
"Impossible, this is Fourth Pin Formation, those two little brats couldn't possibly have discovered it."
"Perhaps they changed their minds at the last minute?"
"That's not the point. What do we do now?"
"Take direct action?"
The four remained silent. To act directly meant facing Wei Haizhu and Wang Qiang head-on, something they genuinely dared not do.
But they were unwilling to just let Wei Haizhu and Wang Qiang leave.
To be honest, all four of them also coveted the treasure. Who wouldn't want to control such a treasure personally?
What do you think?
"Further east is Red Maple City, the territory of the Yin Soul Sect. We can either wait for the Yin Soul Sect to make a move and then reap the benefits."
"What kind of 'fisherman's profit' is this? What if the Yin Soul Sect gets their hands on the treasure?"
"Then let's just take action."
They dared not act directly, and the four fell silent once more.
Elder Li sighed, took out a communication talisman, and sent a message to Jiang Yunsheng.
The other three ultimately didn't stop them; in the end, they were too afraid of losing their lives.
In that short Kung Fu Hustle, Wang Qiang and Wei Haizhu had already flown hundreds of miles.
The two bypassed the Mirror River to the east of Dafeng City, turned around again, and headed north.
At this point, even more Spiritual Sense was locked onto them.
It wasn't just the Vast Righteousness Sect that wanted to make a move; other sects also coveted the treasure.
But no one dared to make a move rashly.
In the past two months, too many people have fallen into the hands of " Death God," and hundreds or even thousands of them have died at a time. Several cultivation sects in the Ten Thousand Yang Realm have suffered heavy losses and were almost wiped out.
The most precious treasure may be tempting, but you need to be alive to claim it.
"These guys are too cowardly. They just scanned around with their Spiritual Sense, and not one of them made a move?" Wei Haizhu said disdainfully.
"Isn't it because you were too aggressive?" Wang Qiang Perception the interwoven Spiritual Sense like a net and felt a chill run down his spine.
"Speed up, ignore them, our goal is the Ten Thousand Yang Realm, we'll deal with them later."
"How about we put on a show?" Wang Qiang suggested.
How to act it?
"Let's act a little panicked, like we've Perception something and are desperately trying to escape, see if we can lure it out."
"When we're 'killing' people later, we'll kill them one by one, giving them the illusion that we can only kill one or two people at a time," Wang Qiang said with gleaming eyes.
"Huh? I had finished products before, do you really think they'd believe that?"
"What if they believe it? Also, when they're about to explode, don't let them self-destruct their nascent souls, otherwise the commotion will be too great and could easily injure ordinary people. Just let them self-destruct their sea of consciousness and divine infant."
"Okay, I'll do as you say!" Wei Haizhu nodded.
Then the two began to speed up, flying east and west, looking like headless flies flying around aimlessly.
This tactic worked as expected; just as they were about to leave Dafeng City, someone couldn't wait to make their move.
The first to jump out were members of the Yin Soul Sect, a small group of only six.
They are all at the Spirit Severing Stage or above.
The two immediately turned and ran, looking terrified.
"You go first and make a CD," Wang Qiang suggested.
"Huh?" Wei Haizhu didn't understand.
"Alright, I'll set an example first."
As Wang Qiang spoke, Summon the Death God Note from his Sea of Consciousness, raised it above his head with his left hand, gestured on it with his right hand, and after about five or six seconds, pointed it behind him.
Suddenly, an unlucky fellow screamed and fell from the sky.
Both of them had their Death Apostle abilities Probe Technique, active the entire time, so they naturally already knew the names of these people.
Wei Haizhu's eyes lit up, and she instantly understood Wang Qiang's meaning. She exclaimed, "You want them to mistakenly believe that we need time to use the Death God Note?"
"Yes, that's how we can attract more people," Wang Qiang nodded.
"And now?"
"Fly to Dafeng City."
Wei Haizhu simply stopped arguing and just did as she was told.
Although she is intelligent, she is not good at scheming or plotting, and is far less adept than Wang Qiang.
The two fled for their lives, taking turns using the Death God Note every few seconds. After four or five members of the Yin Soul Sect died, the last one was so frightened that he simply ran away.
However, the Old Liu, who was secretly scanning with his Spiritual Sense, discovered a problem.
"Is that black-covered book in their hands a priceless treasure?" Elder Li, hanging far behind Wei Haizhu and the others.
"Of course!" one of the elders said excitedly.
"It can be used once every 4 seconds, so it seems there's a limit to how often it can be used."
"No, it's been 5 seconds. The frequency of use is decreasing."
Just then, Jiang Yunsheng came looking for them.
Upon seeing Jiang Yunsheng appear, the four felt a strange sense of resentment. Jiang Yunsheng was the Holy Son of the Vast Righteousness Sect, and if he hadn't appeared, the four of them would still have had a chance to obtain the treasure.
But with Jiang Yunsheng's appearance, they never had another chance.
"Greetings, Holy Son!"
"Um!"
Jiang Yunsheng's face remained grim. He had always thought Wang Qiang had a special constitution, but it turned out that Wang Qiang had been deceiving him.
Looking back on Wang Qiang's past behavior, he felt more and more like a fool.
To be fooled by a seventeen-year-old boy is utterly shameful.
If this gets out, it will probably become a laughing stock.
"Holy Son, shall we make our move now?" Elder Li asked.
"Wait a little longer. Wang Qiang is very cunning; he might be playing a trick." Jiang Yunsheng tried his best to remain calm.
Having lived for hundreds of years, I still have some common sense.
There's a saying that even ordinary people can become wise and shrewd with age, let alone cultivators like them.
As more and more people emerged, Wei Haizhu and Wang Qiang became increasingly disheveled, frantically trying to escape while grabbing at people.
The number of people chasing and intercepting them increased from dozens to hundreds, and then to thousands.
The two darted about in the air, and if it weren't for the occasional squashing of someone, which made their pursuers hesitant to act, they would probably have been surrounded and killed long ago.
"Isn't that enough? At least at the Spirit Severing Stage, that's plenty fat enough."
"Wait a little longer, Jiang Yunsheng hasn't shown up yet."
"But we can't keep up this act anymore; the encirclement is getting tighter and tighter."
"Watch me, you'll carry me flying later," Wang Qiang Voice Transmission.
Then, Wang Qiang roared, "Die, all of you!"
As he roared, he raised the Death God Note, making it appear as if it were incredibly heavy, and then swung it downwards with a sudden motion. Instantly, dozens of people in front of him fell from the sky, creating a gap in the encirclement.
The next moment, Wang Qiang pretended to be weak and was about to fall from the sky, but Wei Haizhu grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.
It flew towards the gap.
She shouted, "Get out of my way! Anyone who gets in the way will die!"
Wang Qiang awkwardly Voice Transmission, "Hey, shouldn't you be carrying me on your back? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to be carrying me like this?"
"You want me to carry you? What a pipe dream!" Wei Haizhu shook her head.
"What do we do now? Ma Shan is surrounded again?"
"You unleash your own burst of power, then we'll land directly on the ground."
"Alright!" Wei Haizhu didn't unleash her power immediately; there was still an opening, and she could still fly.
"Why aren't they attacking us?" Wei Haizhu then Voice Transmission again.
"First, they're worried we'll get angry and destroy the treasure. Second, they're worried that if they make a move, we'll target them and eliminate them first. Finally, they seem united, but in reality, they're all enemies."
"Do you believe that once we land and act like we're crippled, they'll start a fight?"
"If they start fighting, how can we harvest their cultivation?"
Are you stupid?
"Do you believe I'll throw you down?" Wei Haizhu said with a dark face.
"Cough cough, sis, I was wrong."
Before Wei Haizhu could speak, Wang Qiang quickly said, "Wait a minute, we'll just secretly kill them. Since it's just a matter of Spiritual Sense Entry, they won't be able to tell. We'll just target whoever's about to die."
Wei Haizhu blinked. " Wang Qiang, you're really cunning."
"That's called strategy."
"But why not just go all out? This is too much trouble."
"There are too many lurking Old Liu; only in this way can we lure Old Liu all out."
I think you're the real Old Liu.
After their deaths, the two were surrounded again, leaving them with less than 100 meters of space to move.
Wei Haizhu is getting ready to start her performance.
She landed directly in Lin Zhong, threw Wang Qiang to the ground, paused briefly to gather her words, and roared, "You people of the Immortal Cultivation Realm all deserve to die!"
Wang Qiang curled his lip, "The acting is so fake, it's all just shouting lines!"
Wei Haizhu mimicked Wang Qiang's earlier gesture, raising the Death God Note as if preparing to unleash a powerful attack.
"Stop her!" someone exclaimed.
That's what they said, but no one made a move; instead, everyone retreated.
Especially the group at the very front, they flew frantically into the distance.
The next moment, nearly a hundred people suddenly froze in mid-air, then Bleeding from their seven orifices, and they fell silent instantly, crashing to the ground with a series of thuds.
Wei Haizhu's body went limp, and she collapsed next to Wang Qiang.
"They're finished! The treasure belongs to me, Lu Renjia!" A nearby Spirit Severing Stage cultivator shouted excitedly and charged towards Wang Qiang and the others.
But the next moment, countless Daoist Arts rained down on him.
The man didn't even have time to scream before he was blasted into dust in mid-air.