782: C782 Yin Fiend Sect

C782 Yin Fiend Sect

Qing Yu couldn't help but lean towards Feng Yimo. Girls are still a little timid.

Feng Yimo patted her and comforted her softly, "It's okay, don't be afraid!"

"Wuuu!"

From the street in the distance came a howl that sounded like the wailing of ghosts. Qing Yu and the others were shocked. Their faces were pale and they lost their blood.

"Wh, what is that sound? Someone asked in a trembling voice.

Elder De's expression was solemn as he reminded Elder Bei, "Brother Bei, guard this place. I'll go and take a look!" After he finished speaking, he disappeared from the door in a flash.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

As soon as he was gone, there was an urgent tapping on the window sill, and it buzzed.

"Here... I - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -! No - perhaps - invades - Zhan - - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - I - home!" The voice drifted away. The voice was high and low, as if it came from underground.

"Mother, ghost!" A martial artist was scared to the point of pissing his pants. He sat on the ground and kept kowtowing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We're leaving now. We're leaving now!"

Feng Yimo sneered. He flicked his finger and a gust of wind flew out. The martial artist fainted.

"Lone Wolf, watch him!" Feng Yimo ordered.

"Yes, yes, boss!" Lone Wolf's face turned ghastly pale even though he was big and round.

"Hmph, what kind of person is he? He's trying to trick us!" Elder Bei was done for. With a cold snort, he waved his right hand and a force flew out, sending the window frame flying. However, he did not see anything.

"Here... I - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -! No - perhaps - invades - Zhan - - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - Zhan - I - home!"

It was still the same drifting voice, chilling.

A few martial artists were scared to the point of crawling and hiding behind Feng Yimo.

"Ah -!"

Feng Yimo suddenly raised his head and roared. His voice shook the entire area. The wind and snow that came in from the broken window were shaking. Even Elder Bei and the others were shaking. They were shocked. What kind of martial art was this?

Dong!

With a sound, a blue light flashed five to six meters away from the group. A man from the Ice Spirit Clan appeared and fell to the ground. He was stunned by Feng Yimo's roar and could no longer hide his body. Feng Yimo's roar contained a foul sound that could disrupt the minds of the people from the Ice Spirit Clan and prevent them from turning invisible. He thought of an excuse. If anyone asked, he would say that it was the Buddhist Lion's Roar Technique.

Elder Bei's expression suddenly changed. He pointed his finger and a disk shaped magic treasure flew towards the Ice Spirit Clan people.

The Ice Spirit Clan people had just fallen to the ground when they regained their senses. They looked at Feng Yimo with hatred. A blue light flashed and disappeared into thin air, causing Elder Bei's disk magic treasure to fall empty.

Elder Bei recalled his magic treasure. His expression was very ugly. If it wasn't for Feng Yimo's long roar, he wouldn't have been able to find the men from the Ice Spirit Clan.

The Great Cheng cultivators had lost all their face!

However, Elder Bei was still very grateful to Feng Yimo. If it wasn't for him discovering the Ice Spirit Clan, who knows how many people would have died? After all, the Ice Spirit Clan appeared and disappeared unpredictably. It was impossible to guard against them.

Until now, they had yet to find an effective way to deal with the Ice Spirit Clan.

"All of you stay here. I'll go and take a look!" Elder Bei instructed the other elders before he disappeared from the door and rushed into the blizzard.

He had just left the second floor when he saw dozens of shadows floating leisurely in the blizzard outside the small building where the five great sects were located. It was very strange.

Elder Bei was startled. He hurriedly opened his Divine Sense and found that the black shadows were all cultivators. He felt relieved. He had really thought that ghosts had appeared just now.

However, every cultivator was emitting a gloomy corpse Qi, which was even stronger than the Guipin Sect. Only one sect could do this, the Yin Fiend Sect!2

Why did they come as well? Moreover, they had sent out many cultivators, six in the Great Ekayāna realm, twelve in the Transcendency Period realm, and ten in the Void Refinement Period realm. There were a total of 28 of them!

"Elder Ji!" Elder Bei shouted and flew into the hall on the first floor of the small building. More than twenty warrior puppets and two warriors were lying on the ground. They were all dead.

The cultivators of the Flying Immortal Palace were filled with grief and indignation, because the two who died were cultivators of the Flying Immortal Palace!

There were five cultivators from each of the five major sects, but one from the Guipin Sect and the Peng Yan Sect had lost his fleshly body. The Moon Pavilion had sent one person to escort the two Nascent Infant warriors back. Now, two more cultivators from the Flying Immortal Palace had died, leaving only twenty-five of them. Only the people from the Ding Mountain Sect were left.

Apart from the martial puppet and the corpses of the cultivators, there were also some who had died. There are more than 20 corpses of Ice Spirit Clan. After their deaths, they had turned blue and were no longer invisible.

"Elder Bei, are you alright there?" Elder Ji asked with concern.

"I'm fine!" Elder Bei had an extra mind of his own. He didn't say that it was Feng Yimo's credit. Instead, he looked at Feng Yimo who was standing at the door. "The one from the Yin Fiend Sect?"

"Hahaha, I never thought that Elder Bei would still remember me. It is my honor!" That man laughed and removed the cloak covering his head, revealing a terrifying white face. Although he was laughing, his tone was cold.

A trace of hatred flashed across Elder Bei's eyes. How could he forget about the Yin Fiend Sect? More than 500 years ago, he had gone out to travel. He had encountered people from the Yin Fiend Sect who had slaughtered a small town. They had slaughtered everyone in the town on the spot, just like how they had slaughtered pigs and dogs. As a cultivator, Elder Bei naturally wouldn't stand aside and do nothing. He immediately attacked and killed all the disciples of the Yin Fiend Sect.

Who would have thought that he would encounter someone from the Yin Fiend Sect, but he was no match for him. He was struck by the Ultimate Yin Palm and escaped with serious injuries. If he hadn't risked his life to escape back to the Zixia Mountain, he would have died halfway and turned into a wandering ghost!

How could he forget the revenge of this palm strike?

"Alright, Elder Bei. This time, it's all thanks to the friends of the Yin Fiend Sect. It was them who broke the divine ability of the Ice Spirit Clan. Otherwise, who knows how many people would have died." Elder Ji also knew about the grudge between Elder Bei and the Yin Fiend Sect, but now was not the time to take revenge. He should focus on the overall situation.

Among all the cultivators, only the Sound Kill Divine Art of the Yin Fiend Sect could break the invisibility of the Ice Spirit Clan!

Elder Bei naturally knew the severity of the matter and suppressed the hatred in his heart. However, he was not willing to give his life to his former enemies. He pulled Elder Bei to the side and said in a low voice, "Elder Bei, since the major sects are going to be together, there is no need for the Zixia Mountain to be together with them. Let's go our separate ways."

Elder Ji was stunned. He looked at the five major sects, not the six major sects, and understood what Elder Bei meant. Although the Zixia Mountain of the Ao Lai Province had always been peaceful with the eight major sects, it did not mean that they were living in peace. There had been many private conflicts between the two sides, which indicated that the situation was calm and peaceful. In fact, it was an undercurrent. Now that the strength of the six major sects had surpassed the Zixia Mountain, who could guarantee that they would not secretly attack them?

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