Daoist Competition-Chapter 217 - 77: Capturing the Sky Banner, The Secret News of Mingcang_2

A surge of sinister fire rose in his heart, and with a monstrous howl, he charged into the group of Mingcang Sect Xuan Guang disciples who hadn’t yet turned around. He disregarded the Xuan Guang Flying Swords completely and reached out his giant hand to grab them. With one sweep, he opened his gaping mouth and swallowed one whole. In no time, he had devoured more than twenty. Noticing more disciples attempting to flee toward the Flying Palace ahead, he burst into laughter, pulling out a pitch-black cloth bag. With a flick of his wrist, the bag opened its mouth, and an immense suction force instantly emerged, dragging all the disciples who hadn’t yet entered the Flying Palace’s prohibition inside.

Fang Hong, hiding inside the Flying Palace, could have saved these disciples by simply extending his hand at that moment. However, he merely watched coldly, letting Zhao Xiong capture the sect’s disciples without showing the slightest intention of intervening.

At this moment, a flash of blue light appeared, and the bald, scaly demon cultivator emerged. He stroked his completely hairless head and lamented, "This Fang Hong is quite the character. I’ve been lying in ambush here for some time, waiting for the right opportunity, but I didn’t expect him to retreat so decisively when the situation turned unfavorable. Truly hard to kill."

Jin Tanggong roared furiously, seemingly venting his anger, before turning to ask, "Brother Lan, how fared your side?"

The bald demon cultivator shook his head and replied, "I visited several places, but those Hua Dan cultivators were all guarding their positions tightly. No matter how I struck with illusions and attacks, they refused to come out."

Jin Tanggong’s brow furrowed deeply, and he said irritably, "This array might not be a murderous one, making it hard for others to detect, but in less than a day, the commotion here will surely be noticed by the cultivators on Bamboo Island. If they send Flying Sword transmissions to summon powerful Mingcang Sect cultivators, won’t all our efforts here amount to nothing?"

Miss Shan giggled and said, "Why worry, Brother Jin? Since Master Luo provided us with this set of Array Flags, I’m certain he’s anticipated this situation and has a way to handle it. Perhaps we should send someone to seek his advice."

The bald demon cultivator pondered for a moment, his jade-green eyes flashing with ferocity, and said, "Miss Shan’s suggestion makes sense, but we also can’t rule out the possibility of Master Luo standing idly by. Since the cultivators on Bamboo Island might send out word, we should simply kill them all. Right now, with Ge Shuo and others attacking us fiercely, their forces must be stretched thin. The defenses on Bamboo Island are surely weak, though its guarding array might be slightly troublesome. Brother Zhao, could you hand over those captured Mingcang Sect disciples to me? I can refine their Primordial Spirits and use them to deceive the prohibitions, securing the site with ease."

Zhao Xiong chuckled darkly and said, "I’ve heard that Brother Lan once received the Demon Sect’s great method—I’m eager to see your skills in action. These people were originally meant for my slow enjoyment, but the matter at hand is urgent. Take them all."

Chanting under his breath, Zhao Xiong took out the black cloth bag and overturned it, causing the twenty-plus Mingcang Sect disciples to tumble out.

The bald demon cultivator lacked a treasure as potent as Zhao Xiong’s for capturing people. He let out a low shout and threw out a rope as thick as an egg. With a sweep of his hand, he looped it, binding the twenty-plus individuals into a long string and dragging them behind him. He took a step forward, and in a flash, he had left the array with these disciples.

Just as he left, the Three Demons’ vision blurred, and before them appeared a delicate, jade-like Daoist boy with bangs covering his forehead. He smiled mischievously at the Three Demons and said, "Are you struggling with breaking the prohibition of the Spirit Core Flying Palace? I’ve been sent by my honored master and Master Luo to assist you."

This Daoist boy arrived peculiarly, and no matter how they scrutinized him, they couldn’t discern his cultivation level. However, his ability to enter the array proved his authenticity.

Miss Shan covered her mouth with a laugh and flirtatiously said, "Little brother, how will you help us?"

The Daoist boy grinned and replied, "I have in my possession a Dharma Treasure called the Capturing Sky Banner, co-refined by Master Luo and my honored master. It is adept at capturing external objects. If one’s cultivation is sufficient, even islands and mountains can be sealed within. As for several Flying Palaces, they’re naturally no trouble."

With that, he proudly displayed a black long banner, and with a casual wave, captured Fang Hong’s Flying Palace effortlessly.

The Three Demons glanced at each other in terror, their expressions filled with awe. Such a treasure was unlike anything they’d ever heard of. If it could capture Flying Palaces, what would stop it from capturing them? Wasn’t it guaranteed to succeed? Their gazes toward the Daoist boy immediately showed traces of reverence.

The Daoist boy seemed secretly pleased, though the banner was far less powerful than these people imagined. If not for the Hua Dan cultivators being trapped within the array, unable to discern their surroundings and fearful of triggering some hidden prohibition, he wouldn’t have captured the Flying Palace so easily.

Smiling, the Daoist boy moved to the next area and, shortly after, had captured all six Flying Palaces one by one.

He then bowed to the Three Demons with a grin and said, "Thank you for your efforts, fellow Daoists. With six Hua Dan cultivators from Mingcang Sect as well as nearly four hundred Xuan Guang disciples as hostages, Mingcang Sect will surely hesitate to strike Bixue Pond with full force."

Though the Three Demons had assisted in this endeavor, their hearts remained uneasy. Miss Shan asked hesitantly, "Hua Dan cultivators aren’t significant to Mingcang Sect. Can such a handful of people truly coerce them into inaction?"

The Daoist boy’s face bloomed in a bright smile, as if intent on boasting, and said, "Rest assured, fellow Daoists. Many of these Xuan Guang disciples hail from the elders of Mingcang Sect, making them valuable. Additionally, among the six captured Hua Dan cultivators, one is the disciple of True Master Qin from Linglang Cave Heaven. This True Master is uniquely positioned within Mingcang Sect. The current Sect Leader of Mingcang attained his position illegitimately, having secured it by trading favors with noble families and earning True Master Qin’s support. After rising to power, however, he began suppressing the noble families. He undoubtedly relies on True Master Qin’s backing and would find losing these disciples challenging to accept. Though True Master Qin might not openly object, she could potentially gravitate toward noble family forces in the future, an outcome the Sect Leader certainly wishes to avoid. Hence, he will likely have no choice but to acquiesce."

Surprised by the Daoist boy’s detailed explanation and the hidden truths they had just learned, the Three Demons asked curiously, "Little Daoist, how do you know all of this?"

The boy flashed a mysterious smile and said, "Though Mingcang Sect suffered heavily during the bloody battle years ago, with many high-cultivation individuals lost, quite a few did manage to escape."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly turned grim, and he said bitterly, "Ah, I’ve said too much again—my master will surely punish me."

With a bow to the Three Demons, he spun around and disappeared.

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