Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1156 - 1152: Reversal
They were embarrassed and enraged.
So they stopped running and set up a formation on the spot.
Chu Zhiyuan stepped forward, the Shadowless Divine Sword effortlessly and decisively reaping one life after another.
In front of Chu Zhiyuan, they seemed like rigid puppets, always a beat too slow.
His sword arrived before they could even begin to dodge, all efforts in vain, unwillingly letting him harvest their lives effortlessly.
A quarter of an hour later, the last two Evil Demons perished in a Jade and Stone Burning, turning into a mist of blood, which Chu Zhiyuan easily evaded.
The entire ambush had come to an end.
Thirty-three masters of the Evil Sect, including two Seventh Transition Venerables, were completely wiped out by him alone.
Chu Zhiyuan didn’t expect the combination of his Shadowless Divine Sword with the Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture, along with the Earth Origin Technique, to have such power.
When he floated back to Ding Huanchun and the others, they were still tense and on alert, prepared to deal with the incoming Evil Demons.
Seeing Chu Zhiyuan appear, Ding Huanchun stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Chu, how is it?"
Chu Zhiyuan said, "It’s resolved."
"All resolved?!!"
"Please trouble everyone to gather their bodies," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.
Ding Huanchun withdrew his surprise and waved his hand.
Twelve City Guards floated forward.
"Sir, how were these Evil Demons?"
"Not as strong as last time, so easier to kill, and I’m more experienced now."
"Congratulations."
They soon returned, each carrying two to three corpses.
They placed these bodies next to the original ones.
Once gathered together, the scene was magnificent.
Chu Zhiyuan examined them with satisfaction and nodded.
The addition of these thirty-three bodies made the scene even more grand and impactful.
Unfortunately, there were no Evil Demons or other citizens to witness it.
"Mr. Chu," Ding Huanchun stepped forward and asked, "Were these fellows so easy to defeat?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Perhaps my cultivation technique just happens to restrain them."
"No wonder," Ding Huanchun sighed.
He inferred that Chu Zhiyuan’s cultivation was not yet at the Nine Transitions.
Yet his killing power was comparable to a Nine Transitions Venerable.
He secretly marveled: Is this the strength of one of the Four Great Sects in the world?
The same realm yielding power far exceeding that of the same realm.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "How should we deal with these bodies?"
Ding Huanchun wryly smiled, "I’m afraid we can’t display their heads here."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded in understanding, "In that case, why not take them back, as scaring other Evil Demons might not be a good idea."
"...Alright." Ding Huanchun nodded slowly, thoughtfully: "Otherwise, should we also withdraw some of the City Guards?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Could it work this way? ... Don’t push too hard."
Ding Huanchun said, "As long as nothing goes wrong, I still have this bit of autonomy."
"That would be best."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled.
Ding Huanchun understood his meaning.
To make this city gate into a trap, or a lure, to entice the Evil Demons to come.
Ding Huanchun also sighed inwardly.
Unknowingly, the situation had already reversed.
Looking at the City Guards’ spirits, originally tense, angry, fearful, on the edge and ready to erupt.
Now they were motivated, relaxed, eager to move.
He gestured.
A dozen City Guards stepped forward.
He whispered a few instructions.
Twelve City Guards started to move, carrying these corpses into the city.
Outside the city gate, emptiness and quiet were restored.
By then, the night had fallen.
The city gate had closed, no longer allowing outsiders in, nor allowing anyone out.
Within the Imperial City, there was no curfew, brightly lit throughout the night.
But the city gate was in closed status, no entry or exit allowed, anyone wishing to enter or leave the city had to wait until dawn.
Ding Huanchun said with a smile, "Sir, at this time, no more Evil Demons will come, you can go back and rest for a while."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Won’t they force their way in at night?"
Ding Huanchun displayed a proud expression, "No matter how good their Qinggong is, they can’t climb over the wall."
Chu Zhiyuan sized up the aged city wall.
Ding Huanchun said, "This city wall contains a peculiar power that can’t be touched; no matter how strong one’s cultivation, they can’t climb over it unless they directly leap over the top of the wall."
He chuckled and said, "In this world, there is no Qinggong that can directly leap over the wall."
Chu Zhiyuan lifted his head to look at the hundred-meter-high wall top, nodding slowly.
Indeed, with Qinggong, it’s very challenging to directly leap over the wall; even with his Wind Riding Cloud Technique, he couldn’t directly leap over a hundred meters in height.
He would need leverage.
Effortlessly crossing mountains over a thousand meters, but needing leverage from trees or rocks, sweeping across.
This hundred-meter-high wall also requires leverage.
Tapping with toes on the wall face, or using the sword against the wall face, or other ways.
But all need to leverage from the wall, yet the wall carries peculiar power; once touched, it softens the muscles and bones, making it hard to ascend.
Whether it’s by using hands or feet, trees, swords, or other fantastic weapons, none can block the transmission of this peculiar power.
Chu Zhiyuan couldn’t help but marvel, the Dynasty indeed lives up to its name, with rich resources.
Such a wall, absolutely not something ordinary sects and forces could possess.
"Sir, shall we go?" Ding Huanchun said.
Chu Zhiyuan stood up, glancing southwest, a slight curve on his lips.
"Sir?" Ding Huanchun noticed the change in his expression.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Some Evil Demons are lurking over there."
Ding Huanchun’s eyes were blazing, trying to see through the night into the distance.
But following Chu Zhiyuan’s gaze, he saw only night and dense woods.
The woods had already melded with the night, pitch-dark, invisible.
He didn’t doubt Chu Zhiyuan’s words, gently saying, "Sir, the city gate is about to close, let them wait, we’ll deal with them tomorrow."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "You can close the city gate, I’ll take care of them first."
"But Sir, once it’s time to close the gate, after it’s shut, it can’t be opened again unless there’s a matter of extreme urgency."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "I’ll just stay outside the city for the night."
"Sir, reconsider," Ding Huanchun hurriedly advised, "if it were an ordinary master, lurking in the night would be fine, but you’re different."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "How am I different?"
Ding Huanchun said, "They’ll attack you like moths to a flame, they won’t stop, as Evil Demons are good at ambushes, especially adept at night assaults."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "That’s just perfect, I’m also very good at night ambushes, let’s see who’s better."
"Sir..."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "It’s settled, Brother Ding, go ahead and close the gate."
Ding Huanchun looked at the sky and sighed wryly.
A bright moon had already risen, signaling the time to close the city gates, not to be delayed.
It’s a strict rule, even if he’s in charge of the gates, he couldn’t change it.
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand, "I’ll be going, see you tomorrow."
With that, he floated forward, quickly melting into the night.
The moonlight hadn’t fully descended, visibility was very short, and they soon lost sight of him.
"Master..."
"Close the gate!"
At Ding Huanchun’s command, the heavy, massive, pitch-black iron gate slowly closed.
As the gate closed, Ding Huanchun glanced back, then ducked inside.
"Bang!"
The gates closed tightly.
Chu Zhiyuan had already dashed into a wooded area, pulling out the Shadowless Divine Sword, entering a silent state.
He moved as if swimming underwater, silently approaching a group of Evil Demons.
These Evil Demons, clad in black, blended into the surrounding night.
Deep in the woods, eighteen of them sat silently in a circle.
At the center was a statue.
Upon seeing this statue, Chu Zhiyuan’s expression changed.
He recognized it as the Evil Venerable Statue.
Suddenly, he realized these Evil Demons were preparing some kind of ritual.
Most likely to borrow the Evil Venerable’s power.
If borrowing the Evil Venerable’s power, they wouldn’t wait until tomorrow morning to act.







