Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill-Chapter 707 - 353: True Nature of the Demon Sect (Requesting Monthly Votes)
Gong Chang’s sinister plot was immediately seen through by Wen Bin.
"A mere trick!"
Wen Bin laughed heartily, his figure charging through the black mist, unstoppable. Any ghost that came the slightest bit close to him was slaughtered by the long sword in his hand. Sword Qi crisscrossed, and many ghosts let out a wail before turning into mist.
"Hehe! A mere trick? Let’s see how long you can last!"
A trace of malice flashed in Gong Chang’s eyes as he swung the "Myriad Ghosts Banner" in his hand again. Black energy surged like a tide, as if it were turning the entire world into a Netherworld Ghost Realm.
Yin energy permeated the air, and evil Qi soared to the sky.
Countless fierce ghosts flew out of the banner, densely packed, like a cloud of locusts, pouncing towards Wen Bin.
"Kekekeke..."
The howls and screams of those fierce ghosts intertwined, forming a chilling cacophony that seemed to tear at one’s soul.
The "Myriad Ghosts Banner" held by Gong Chang contained an overwhelming number of ghosts!
Seeing this, members of the Shenxiao Dao Sect all showed expressions of disgust.
Especially Li Yunjing, whose gaze was as cold as a knife!
This Gong Chang from the Soul-Controlling Sect, how many people and lives had he killed?
This was how he had created so many fierce ghosts!
The lives in his hands did not merely number in the hundreds or thousands, but in the hundreds of thousands, or even millions!
He had massacred almost an entire force in the East Sea!
No mortals were spared!
This kind of inhumane behavior was what Li Yunjing loathed the most. If this weren’t a fair duel, he would have already thought of killing this man!
Li Yunjing was filled with confidence in slaying Gong Chang!
Although this man was also a peak Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator and held a Supreme Demon Treasure, he was inherently restrained by the Thunder Skill of the Shenxiao Dao Sect. Li Yunjing was very confident in killing this man.
On the other hand, Wen Bin’s swordsmanship was superior to Li Yunjing’s.
However, in terms of overall ability in magic, divine body, magical treasures, and spiritual will, Li Yunjing surpassed him. He was fully confident that he could easily kill the other!
The prodigies of the East Sea at the same level had already been fathomed by Li Yunjing.
In his view, the prodigies of the East Sea were still inferior to those from their colossal sects.
Like Li Yunjing, many were assessing the strengths of those present.
At the center of the battlefield, Wen Bin, facing the endless tide of ghosts, remained stern. The long sword in his hand gleamed with a blue light, and wherever the sword edge passed, fierce ghosts dissipated into black smoke.
"Gong Chang, is this all you’ve got?"
Wen Bin sneered, his body moving like lightning, the light of his sword like a rainbow, instantly charging towards Gong Chang at the center of the black mist.
"You’ve found me amidst the myriad ghosts so quickly?"
Gong Chang’s expression changed slightly, but he quickly resumed his cold look.
He snorted, swinging the "Myriad Ghosts Banner" in his hand again. The black energy grew even denser, and the remaining fierce ghosts gathered to form a "Myriad Ghosts Devouring Heart Array".
As soon as the array appeared, a huge black light ball enveloped Wen Bin within it.
The massive black light ball began shrinking continuously, trying to crush and seal Wen Bin.
Though Wen Bin’s swordsmanship was excellent, his mana was ultimately limited. As long as he continued to be consumed, he would eventually be exhausted. Gong Chang had been avoiding a death match, simply wearing down his opponent.
"Wen Bin, I want to see how long you can last!"
Gong Chang sneered sinisterly, a trace of smugness flashing in his eyes.
"Heaven-Slaying Sword! Sword Breaks Evil!"
Wen Bin’s lips curled up slightly, and the long sword in his hand vibrated fiercely. The blue light on the sword body suddenly surged, as if a blue sun were rising from the tip of his sword!
"Boom!"
A tremendous force exploded on the long sword, shattering the black light ball instantly. Half of the ghosts turned to ashes.
The blue sun, with its majestic heavenly power, continued to blast towards Gong Chang!
"Not good!"
Gong Chang’s expression changed drastically as he hurriedly swung the "Myriad Ghosts Banner" to block it, but Wen Bin’s sword momentum was too powerful. The immense force directly knocked the "Myriad Ghosts Banner" away.
"Humph!"
Gong Chang’s figure was sent flying. He let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth!
This strike had injured Gong Chang!
"Pfft!"
However, Wen Bin’s speed was even faster.
His long sword came slashing, the blade light cutting across Gong Chang’s shoulder, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone, with blood gushing out.
If Gong Chang hadn’t dodged quickly, this sword would have slashed his throat!
"You..."
Gong Chang looked at Wen Bin in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.
In a duel of the same level, he had the aid of myriad ghosts and had trapped Wen Bin in an array. How had the array been broken so quickly, and he was injured?
This was impossible!
"Hahaha!"
Wen Bin laughed loudly, raising his long sword again, the blade pointing directly at Gong Chang: "In a duel of the same level! It should be a life-and-death struggle based on one’s strength! And you, acting like a petty person, thought a mere trick could harm me? Little did you know, when I set off, I was already bestowed an ultimate sword intent by my ancestor! That previous sword wasn’t my strength, but that sword intent! You lost fair and square, didn’t you?"
"You Feiyun Sect are despicable!"
Gong Chang’s face turned extremely ugly. He hadn’t expected Wen Bin, a straightforward Sword Cultivator, to play such tricks.
He prided himself on being clever and skilled in strategy, calculating against Wen Bin.
Who would have thought the other pretended to fall into the trap, and then used the sword intent bestowed by a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator to ambush him, almost making him perish on the spot!
"Fine! Then let’s truly compare our strength!"
Gong Chang gritted his teeth, a look of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. He drew a "Bone Sword", suddenly biting his tongue, and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the "Bone Sword".
The "Bone Sword" absorbed Gong Chang’s essence blood, and its evil Qi immediately surged. The sword body seemed to come alive, emitting sharp howls.
"Wen Bin, let me show you my ’Bone Sword Technique’!"
Gong Chang sneered menacingly, wielding the "Bone Sword" fiercely and stabbing towards Wen Bin’s chest.
"Sword duel? You are unworthy!"
Seeing this, Wen Bin frowned slightly, his face showing undisguised disdain.
Standing in mid-air, Wen Bin’s long sword vibrated fiercely, the blue light on the sword body surging again, as if intending to illuminate the entire world.
"Let me show you what true Sword Cultivator power is!"
Wen Bin shouted, slashing his long sword fiercely. There was a loud "clang" as the two swords collided, sending sparks flying.
"Ah..."
Gong Chang let out a miserable scream, his face changing. To his horror, the "Bone Sword" was split into two halves with one strike!
The spiritual artifact was connected to his primordial spirit, and its damage sent shockwaves through Gong Chang’s primordial spirit, making him scream in pain.
"Die!"
At this level of Sword Cultivator, Wen Bin wouldn’t miss such a golden opportunity. His long sword, like a streak of lightning, shot towards Gong Chang’s chest!
"No!"
Gong Chang let out a shrill scream. His body was pierced by the sword light, and blood spurted out.
His body, like a broken kite, fell from the sky, plummeting towards the sea.
With a flicker, Wen Bin caught up to Gong Chang’s corpse, grabbing it and returning to his camp.
"Hahaha! Well done! Fellow Daoist from Feiyun Sect, your young friend Wen Bin is remarkable!"
Seeing Wen Bin’s victorious return, Five Elements Master laughed heartily, repeatedly praising.
"Master Five Elements, you overpraise. Wen Bin still has room for improvement and needs to work harder!"
Feiyun Master spoke modestly, but in fact, he was quite proud. Wasn’t it obvious how the old Taoist couldn’t stop smiling?
Wen Bin’s performance gave him face!
It gave "Feiyun Sect" face!
That’s what a sect’s outstanding disciple should be!
With Gong Chang’s death, the black smoke in the sky dissipated, and the world returned to clarity.
On the other side, the "Mingxin Temple" camp seemed to be shrouded in black mist, everyone’s face looked ugly, as grim as water.
They had lost two battles in a row!
"Alas... Zen Master Fa Zheng, our ’Soul-Controlling Sect’ has lost a battle; this old man is ashamed!"
The sect leader of the "Soul-Controlling Sect" sighed, his face growing even darker.
"Sect Leader Wang, victory and defeat are common in military affairs! We lost two battles, it’s nothing! Tomorrow, our ’Mingxin Temple’ will send more experts into the East Sea! In short, I guarantee, as allies, our ’Mingxin Temple’ will do our utmost!"
Zen Master Fa Zheng understood his thoughts. At this time, naturally, he couldn’t show a stern face but had to smile, his voice filled with deep concern, making sure to keep these demonic cultivators aligned with Mingxin Temple.
Hearing Zen Master Fa Zheng’s words, Sect Leader Wang felt somewhat reassured.
This time, they had come with great momentum, hoping to give the Shenxiao Dao Sect a display of power. In the end, their goal was not achieved, and they were instead crushed, losing two prodigies!
They were utterly overpowered!
In this situation, these selfish demonic cultivators naturally had thoughts of treachery.
Turning to the Shenxiao Dao Sect wasn’t realistic!
Even if they begged for shelter, the Shenxiao Dao Sect wouldn’t accept demonic cultivators.
However, they could run away!
By organizing a fleet, the "Soul-Controlling Sect" could relocate entirely, venturing deep into the East Sea to avoid the war.
Deep in the East Sea, it was extremely dangerous, with numerous Nascent Soul Realm level sea monsters frequently being reported attacking people.
Reaching there meant the Shenxiao Dao Sect wouldn’t dare to pursue them, ensuring the Soul-Controlling Sect’s safety.
Moreover, if they crossed the East Sea, they might discover a new continent.
On the other side, perhaps the Soul-Controlling Sect would thrive better than now.
This worried Sect Leader Wang had no thought of standing by Mingxin Temple through thick and thin; if the situation went awry, he’d be the first to flee!
And the nature of demonic cultivators was thoroughly understood by the Shenxiao Dao Sect, which was why they never formed an alliance with the Demon Dao!
The Shenxiao Dao Sect didn’t trust them at all! 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
At most, seeing the Demon Sect’s power, the Shenxiao Dao Sect might choose to retreat and reach an agreement with them to coexist peacefully.
The fickle nature of the Demon Sect was no secret to the people of the Mingxin Temple!
