Chaos Suddenly Erupted
The enormous skeleton of the Beast God was thrown into the spirit pool, splashing up countless water droplets.
Many of them landed on the hem of Sang Ying's clothes, causing Sang Ying to frown in disgust.
He Lun listened with satisfaction to the gasps of amazement coming from all around him. It was worth all the Spirit Stone and manpower he had spent to finally retrieve the remains of the Beast God from the Endless Sea.
What saddened him was that the remains of the Beast God were not entirely intact; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to create a new one, as resurrecting the previous one would have been much easier.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking their way, Duan Hanyi cautiously approached Sang Ying: "Fellow Daoist Sang, shall we make our move now?"
Sang Ying said, "It's not possible yet. Most of the Gu worms in the human body haven't died yet. We have to wait a little longer and use the Spiritual Qi in this spirit pool to stimulate the dormant Gu worms, so that they awaken from hunger and perish in hunger."
This was a method taught to her by the Gu cultivator. Because the Listening Tide Sect had fed these cultivators too many Gu worms, some of them temporarily went into hibernation after entering their bodies. But even in hibernation, they would still devour the cultivators' Spiritual Qi day and night.
Only by waking it up, preventing it from absorbing enough Spiritual Qi, can it die quickly and transform into Spiritual Power to nourish the cultivator's body.
The way to awaken these Gu worms is through the vast Spiritual Qi that the outside world can see but cannot access.
Sang Ying was initially worried about this, but at that time she thought that after the reinforcements from the other two sects arrived, they might be able to leave without helping these cultivators regain their Spiritual Power.
Who would have thought things would change so drastically?
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Sang Ying saw a turning point. Sang Ying and the others saw the disciples of the Listening Tide Sect carrying away the pool of Spiritual Liquid from the secret room.
Realizing that this thing would come in handy during the sacrificial ceremony, Sang Ying immediately understood.
The Beast God must not be born, whether it's his own fate in the book or He Lun's ambition to the Cloud Mulberry Realm. If the Beast God is born, He Lun will undoubtedly receive the strongest support. At that time, even if the other two sects launch a full-scale attack on the Listening Tide Sect, they will not be a match for He Lun.
Sang Ying closed her eyes, quietly waiting for the right moment.
On the other side, the guard who was so arrogant yesterday and dared to lay a hand on Sang Ying now felt something was wrong with him.
He stood guard beside Jing Huan and the others, and was the leader in charge of this group.
Ever since the guard beat Sang Ying yesterday, he has felt unwell all over, as if some insects were burrowing under his skin.
At first, he was worried that he might have also eaten one of those "Spirit-Devouring Worm"—that's what the Listening Tide Sect called Black Sheath.
However, after specifically seeking out the elder who cultivated this insect, the elder only said that he had too much contact with outside cultivators and mistakenly thought he had something on him, but in fact there was nothing there.
The guard naturally believed the elder's words, and he tried to ignore the strange sensation on his body; the itching did indeed disappear quickly.
But now that strange itch seemed to have returned, this time traveling from his back all the way to the back of his head.
The guard shifted his body, and finally couldn't resist scratching himself, but found nothing.
Helpless, the guard could only mutter a few curses under his breath, hoping that the strangeness around him would disappear as soon as possible.
But things didn't go as he expected. Out of the guard's sight, a small fleshy mass was moving rapidly on his body. At this moment, the fleshy mass had moved to the back of his neck.
The meat bun paused for a moment, seemingly encountering some obstacle and trying to overcome it. Fortunately, the obstacle was quickly resolved. The guard seemed to sense something as well, raising his hand to scratch the back of his head.
The meat bun remained hidden deep within his hair, unaffected.
Once the guard lowered his hand, the meat bun, with a burst of energy, plunged straight into the back of the guard's head.
This scene went unnoticed by anyone. All they saw was the head guard, who had been obediently watching Jing Huan and the others, suddenly stand up straight, his eyes becoming lifeless.
Like a puppet on strings, he drew a dagger from his waist when no one was looking and instantly cut the ropes binding Jing Huan and the others!
"Senior brother, what are you doing?!" The Listening Tide Sect disciple standing with the guards panicked instantly and was about to step forward to tie Jing Huan and the others up again.
However, he had only taken one step forward when the dagger, which had already cut through most of the ropes binding him, plunged into his body instead.
The disciple never understood why his closest guard would turn on him at such a crucial moment.
Not only was the disciple confused, but even Jing Huan and his group, who had been untied, were baffled as to how things had turned out this way.
Fortunately, they were all somewhat sensible. At this point, there was no time to ask too many questions. Once they were free, they immediately scattered and hid in all directions.
The chaos here attracted the attention of all the Listening Tide Sect members, who all reached out their hands to the group of cultivators who had caused the disturbance.
Today, because the sect leader is burdened with the important task of performing the sacrificial rites, the sect's protective barrier has not been opened. If these people manage to escape and spread the news, what will become of us?!
But the people from the Beast Soul Sect and the Array Sect weren't fools; they quickly realized that this time there was no barrier to stop them.
Although the group had lost their Spiritual Power, their bodies, formed from years of cultivation, remained intact. Escaping by scaling a wall would be easy enough.
The untied cultivators picked up knives near the altar and cut the ropes binding the other cultivators as well. One by one, they helped each other, and in the blink of an eye, the people from both sects had vanished completely.
However, that wasn't the end of it. Just as everyone was busy capturing the escaped cultivators, several injured disciples rushed over in a panic.
"Oh no! Oh no! Those outside cultivators have attacked all at once!"
He Lun, who was on the altar at a crucial moment, almost lost his composure upon hearing these words.
He quickly pressed, "What did you say? Who called? How many people were there? Tell me everything clearly!"
Several disciples, catching their breath, said in terror, "Those outside cultivators said they found evidence that our sect kidnapped their friends, and that our sect is doing things that harm the entire Cloud Mulberry Realm. They were shouting very loudly, and... they even brought up the Beast God..."
Upon hearing this, He Lun, whose hands were tightly gripping his sword, instantly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"They attracted a large crowd, and we were worried things would escalate, so we tried to suppress them. But these outside cultivators were all very powerful; they injured us and were about to storm the sect!"
After uttering these words, choked with tears, Sang Ying finally opened her eyes, which had been closed. She whispered to the two people beside her, "The time has come."
With a deafening roar, almost half of the Listening Tide Sect was destroyed.
More than a dozen Sword Qi Ball rained down simultaneously, and the resulting dust completely obscured the tall altar.
And this marked the beginning of Sang Ying and her group's counterattack.