A Great Sect War and a Strange Mountain Village
Above a forest, more than two thousand cultivators are engaged in an epic battle.
Various Law Technique intertwined, sword and Sword Qi energy crisscrossed, and the dazzling light emitted by Law Treasure illuminated the entire sky.
The deafening roar and clanging of metal were interspersed with the agonizing screams of cultivators on their deathbeds.
The two sides in this great battle are the Supreme Profound Sect and the Demonic Flame Sect.
Previously, Wang Zechuan, the Holy Son of the Demonic Flame Sect, and Elder Shen Yifan were killed by Chen Jie and Liu Yi respectively, and Qin Wu sent people to spread the news that the mastermind behind it was the Supreme Profound Sect.
Although the high-ranking members of the Demonic Flame Sect were all irritable and fierce due to their abundant yang energy from cultivating the Demonic Flame Art,
However, he did not readily believe it and immediately sent Elder Tang Cheng to the Supreme Profound Sect to question them.
The two sects already had deep-seated grudges, so the Supreme Profound Sect naturally denied killing the Holy Son and Elder of the Demonic Flame Sect. Instead, they mocked Tang Cheng, who came to question them.
Tang Cheng was used to being arrogant and domineering, and he could not bear such humiliation. He almost attacked on the spot.
Upon returning, Tang Cheng, burning with rage, asserted that the deaths of the Holy Son and the Elder were the work of the Supreme Profound Sect.
From then on, the rift between the two factions completely erupted, friction continued, and conflicts of all sizes escalated, eventually evolving into this major sect war involving more than two thousand people.
Tang Cheng's face was full of ferocity, and his whole body was filled with killing intent. He controlled his spirit blade, which transformed into a streak of crimson light, and attacked Zhao Sheng, the elder of the Supreme Profound Sect.
When he last came to question him, it was Zhao Sheng who mocked him the most. Today, he's settling old scores with new ones and vows to tear him to pieces.
"Zhao Sheng! You hypocritical scoundrel, today is your death day!"
"Tang Cheng! You heartless and insane demon, today I will take your dog's life!"
Zhao Sheng was not to be outdone. He retorted sharply, his hands forming a sword incantation, and his flying sword shot out, carrying a chilling light as it pierced straight at his opponent.
The spirit blade and the flying sword clashed violently in mid-air, the sound of metal striking metal resounding through the sky, and the resulting shockwaves swept in all directions. The two were evenly matched and locked in a stalemate.
In the blink of an eye, the two unleashed their exquisite Law Technique, with flames and lightning intertwining and clashing in a fierce and evenly matched battle.
During the fierce battle, the two gradually moved away from the main battlefield and engaged in a life-or-death duel in the sky.
Unable to gain the upper hand in the long battle, Tang Cheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his hands rapidly formed hand seals, unleashing the Demonic Flame Sect's ultimate technique, "Demonic Flame Burns the Heavens."
In an instant, the raging demonic flames, carrying the force to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, surged and rolled, transforming into a sky-covering fire wave that rushed towards Zhao Sheng, even the air itself sizzling from the heat.
Seeing his opponent unleash a deadly move, Zhao Sheng dared not be the slightest bit careless. He quickly chanted an incantation and formed the Supreme Thunder Law Seals of the Supreme Profound Sect with both hands:
"Supreme Profound Divine Thunder, heed my command!"
Before the words were even finished, lightning bolts rained down from the sky, purple and golden lightning intertwined into a net, and the thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth. Hundreds of thick lightning pillars, carrying the power of Destruction, slammed fiercely into the surging demonic flames.
"Boom! Boom!"
A series of deafening explosions rang out as demonic flames and divine lightning collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a raging energy that swept in all directions like a tsunami.
The flying demonic fire and raging lightning threw the entire airspace into chaos.
The battle raged on without a clear victor. A glint flashed in Zhao Sheng's eyes, and he thrust his sword swiftly, the blade flashing like frost as it sliced through the air.
He unleashed the Supreme Profound Divine Thunder once more, condensing hundreds of thick lightning pillars that blasted towards his opponent with earth-shattering force.
Tang Cheng, not to be outdone, unleashed his spirit blade in an attack, the blade energy slashing down in all directions;
At the same time, he unleashed the Demonic Flame Burns the Heavens once more, with towering waves of fire intertwining with sharp sword strikes, launching a fierce counterattack.
In mid-air, blade energy and Sword-Ray light flashed and clashed, the sound of metal clashing was incessant;
Divine lightning and demonic flames clashed violently, lightning bolts darting about and demonic fire flying everywhere, the violent energy causing ripples to spread through the void.
The two exchanged two more blows, still evenly matched, so they each stopped their attacks and stood facing each other from a distance.
Tang Cheng snorted coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "You hypocrite, you do have some skill."
Let's leave it at that for now, but next time we meet, I'll take your head!
Zhao Sheng scoffed, his tone full of disdain. "Don't be so arrogant, you devil! The outcome next time is still uncertain; we'll see!"
The two exchanged a murderous glance, then each let out a cold snort.
They didn't make another move, but their auras remained chilling as they faced off from a distance.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
The two's communication Law Treasure received a message.
The sect war has come to an end, with both sides suffering heavy losses and neither gaining an advantage.
"Hypocrite, next time we meet, I'll take your dog's life!" Tang Cheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he uttered these harsh words.
"Don't be so arrogant, you demon! Next time I will surely kill you and eliminate evil!" Zhao Sheng glared angrily and responded sharply.
The two glared at each other again, then turned and flew swiftly towards their respective main forces.
As Zhao Sheng flew swiftly, he suddenly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from ahead.
A chill ran down his spine; he knew something was wrong. Could this be an ambush by the Demonic Flame Sect?
He immediately extended his Divine Sense to investigate, only to witness a scene that left him speechless.
There was a small village nestled in the mountain valley ahead, where a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator was Hand Seals Rainfall Technique, his purpose being to irrigate the crops in the fields.
Even more strangely, many villagers put up True Power shields to avoid getting rained on while working in the fields.
The crops in the fields were not ordinary produce; they were spirit rice and spirit vegetables.
"Impossible!"
Zhao Sheng exclaimed in shock, his face filled with disbelief, "I must be under an illusion! Otherwise, how could I witness such an absurd thing?"
He forced himself to remain calm, convinced it was a trick by the Demonic Flame Sect, and immediately Hand Seals, activating the Supreme Profound Sect's illusion-breaking secret technique.
But the scene before them remained unchanged; the rain continued to fall, the seedlings were lush and green, and the villagers continued their work tirelessly.
He grew increasingly suspicious and tried three more advanced illusion-breaking techniques, but the rainy mountain village scene and the spiritual seedlings in the fields remained unchanged.
"Could it be... that what I saw was all real?"
Zhao Sheng was filled with astonishment and disbelief, his mind reeling. "How is this possible? This is too illogical!"
How could there be so many cultivators in such a remote mountain village?
He tried several illusion-breaking techniques in succession, but to no avail. The scene before him was flawless. Even though he found it hard to believe, he had no choice but to accept this bizarre reality.
Zhao Sheng dared not be careless. He flew forward cautiously while spreading out his Divine Sense to carefully explore the entire small mountain village.
The houses in the village are no longer the common mud huts and thatched cottages, but have been replaced by exquisite brick and tile houses with transparent glass windows;
The potholed, muddy dirt roads commonly found in the mortal world have disappeared, replaced by a road surface paved with an unknown material, as hard as bluestone.
What alarmed him even more was that everyone in the village, young and old, possessed cultivation skills, and many were even practicing cross-legged meditation.
"Fairness System", "Sun Rice", "Sun, Moon, and Stars Three Lights Spirit Rice", "Energy Points", "System Store", etc.
A series of unfamiliar words entered his ears intermittently, leaving him completely bewildered.
What shocked him even more was that some villagers were discussing the battle between the Supreme Profound Sect and the Demonic Flame Sect that had just taken place.
"How is that possible? The battle just ended, how could they know so quickly?"
Zhao Sheng was shocked, filled with doubt, "Could they have been to the battlefield?"
But given their cultivation level, it would be impossible for them to even approach the battlefield, let alone return here so quickly.
Countless questions swirled in his mind, and he couldn't find the answers.
After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and decided to go to the small mountain village to find out what was going on.