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As night fell, the outside of the cave was eerily quiet, with no signs of movement coming from the direction of the Tenth Basin.
Li Hong felt a sense of unease; he was particularly worried about the possibility of the Black-Clad Assassins launching a surprise attack. He urged everyone to rush to the Tenth Peak as quickly as possible, while avoiding the monster in the Ninth Basin.
The tense atmosphere had already spread among the crowd, and Li Hong's instructions only added to their anxiety. Chu Hai's lips turned pale, and his injured arm trembled uncontrollably.
"Alright, just don't stray too far from me," Li Hong finally said, taking the lead into the sky. Colorful Light Tentacles rose high, probing the surroundings, while the Awareness vortex in his Upper Dantian began to spin around the Fake Dan, gradually revealing golden light within his Yue Que.
He was ready to act at any moment, even if it meant exposing his Celestial Artifact!
As he took off, he spotted something on Fifth Peak that had previously been obscured. At first glance, he thought it was a pile of rocks, but upon closer inspection, Li Hong was horrified and flew directly toward it.
It was a pile of female corpses.
There were about ten of them, all dressed in identical green garments, haphazardly piled together. The corpse at the bottom had been crushed beyond recognition. The faces visible on top still bore traces of beauty from before death, but their expressions were terrifying—frozen in fear at the moment of death, their eyes wide open with blood spots on the whites. Their faces were contorted and pale. Long black hair intertwined with congealed purple-black blood formed a spiderweb-like pattern across the entire pile. A few small bare feet extended outwards, white as if made of wax.
Li Hong couldn't help but notice that some of their clothing was torn apart, revealing waxy skin and… He turned his gaze away, his blood running cold; it was too horrific! These were female disciples of the New Luo Sect.
Chu Xi and others landed behind him, a suppressed gasp escaping their throats.
Li Hong silently turned to face Chu Xi: "Junior Sister, you and Hui Feng are the only women here. It's up to you; please search for their belongings. We need to take them back for our Sect Master and Yuan Zhenzi to identify."
"No, I can't do it." Chu Xi's eyes reddened as she shook her head and turned away silently.
"I'll do it." At that moment, Hui Feng calmly reached out to Chu Xi: "Gloves."
Chu Xi silently took out Ice Silkworm Gloves from her Spirit Bag and handed them over. The male disciples turned their heads aside, their faces grim.
A rustling sound followed from behind as Hui Feng's emotionless voice broke through: "Fifteen people, cause of death unknown. All magical artifacts are missing. Ten show signs of violation; there is no fresh blood at the scene; they were all dead before being thrown here."
Li Hong felt a storm of emotions rise within him. Who could be so ruthless as to kill first and then dispose of the bodies here? He thought about the figure behind him and asked, "Why do you say the cause of death is unknown?"
"Each corpse shows no signs of resistance or struggle. They all have two sword wounds—one shattering the Dantian and the other piercing the heart. The strikes were simultaneous and remarkably precise, and all fifteen died at nearly the same time," Hui Feng explained in one breath. After a brief pause, she added, "The killer's cultivation level is very high, at least from the early Golden Core Stage to the late Transmutation Stage." This was her own analysis.
Without her saying it, Li Hong understood. Fifteen female cultivators, all at the Initial to Mid Stage of Caution, showed no signs of resistance and died almost simultaneously from sword wounds. This indicated that the killer's cultivation level was at least above the Golden Core Stage. Generally, Nascent Soul Stage cultivators do not use Flying Swords; many prefer using other magical artifacts, making it less likely that they were responsible. Therefore, the killer's cultivation level must be between the early Golden Core Stage and the late Transmutation Stage. But how could one explain the signs of violation? Did these female cultivators not resist even when assaulted? This was a significant doubt.
Could it be that group of Black-Clad Assassins? Li Hong felt a surge of hatred within him as he clenched his fists tightly. The little cat in his chest seemed to sense this and stirred uneasily.
Li Hong sighed in despair; once someone is dead, they cannot come back to life. "Let's go; we are still in danger. We will report the situation to Master and Sect Leader Uncle once we are out."
Everyone took flight, their spirits weighed down to an extreme. The leader of New Luo Sect, Yuan Zhenzi, was known for being strict and had particularly rigorous rules for his female disciples. If it weren't for this new disciple competition, he would never have sent so many disciples into the outside world. Now, however, they had all perished in the Ancient Celestial Field, and their deaths were gruesome beyond words.
It was a sorrowful moment for everyone. Just then, Chu Xi suddenly whispered, "Before we entered the cave, I was certain there was nothing on Fifth Peak. But after we emerged from the cave, we saw our senior sisters' corpses on Summit. This indicates that the corpses were thrown here recently. Don't you find this strange?"
Li Hong was immediately reminded and nodded vigorously. "Chu Xi is right! I am also absolutely certain that there were no corpses before we entered the cave."
He quickly realized something strange. While he was meditating in the cave to recover his spiritual energy, he lost track of time; it had been dark when they entered but bright when he regained his energy. Afterward, he extended his Colorful Light Tentacles and noticed something on top of Fifth Peak but didn't pay much attention because he couldn't see clearly at that moment. Then came Emei's people rushing past in a hurry, followed by a group of black-clad individuals chasing after them from above. Those black-clad individuals definitely did not stop to throw any corpses. This meant that during the time between their appearance and his recovery of spiritual energy, someone had thrown New Luo Sect female disciples' corpses on Fifth Peak. This suggested that it wasn't those black-clad individuals following Emei who had thrown the corpses.
Could there be many black-clad individuals? Were they divided into teams? Some pursuing participants in Ancient Celestial Field while others were responsible for disposing of corpses? Why throw them on Fifth Peak instead of elsewhere?
It was all too strange. These matters loomed like a fog in Li Hong's heart.
Everyone sensed something odd about this situation and felt a chill run down their spines.
Chuxuan broke out in cold sweat and whispered urgently, "I feel like someone is watching us! Heaven forbid it's those Black-Clad Assassins! We need to leave quickly!"
With their hair standing on end, each member of Nine Li Sect desperately rode their Flying Swords toward Tenth Basin at breakneck speed. Just as they passed over Seventh Peak, Li Hong suddenly halted with a jolt: "Stop! There's someone ahead!"
The sudden halt in the air caused everyone to hurriedly follow Li Hong as they descended chaotically into the "Red Coral" forest. Li Hong listened intently; with the sensitivity of his Divine Consciousness at that moment, he discerned that a large group of people was engaged in a chaotic battle in the Ninth Basin, amidst the roars of the Multi-Eyed Giant Serpent Monster.
Li Hong quickly made a decision: "You all need to sneak around from the side of Peak No. 9 and fly over quietly. If you see anyone, just run; do not engage with anyone. I will cover you. Everyone must enter the first group Basin space before dawn!"
Everyone gasped in low voices, all opposing the plan. The most timid, Chu Hai, was on the verge of tears: "No, I'm scared..."
Li Hong glared: "We must go! The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it becomes. Once those men in black finish with Emei, it will be our turn! Do you want to die here? This is the only way!"
"Alright! Let's do it this way! Chu Hong, you must be careful." Chuxuan was the first to agree, squinting as he elaborated on the plan to make it more complete.
After hearing this, Li Hong chuckled: "Chuxuan's plan is quite good; let's proceed with it."
Using the cover of night, they slowly made their way toward the Ninth Basin.
As they flew closer, the intensity of the battle became more apparent. The Emei Sect members, led by the Emei Four Swords, were engaged in a fierce battle with about ten Black-Clad Assassins. The air above the Basin was filled with flying swords flashing red and green like fireworks, moving rapidly and dazzlingly. Below, the Multi-Eyed Giant Serpent Monster joined in, continuously spewing red toxic energy balls at those in the sky. Occasionally, an Emei Sect disciple would scream in agony and fall into the Toxic Miasma below. At that moment, the Multi-Eyed Giant Serpent Monster lunged forward with its neck extended; before one could see its movement clearly, a person had already vanished into its massive mouth.
It was horrific—truly horrific! Yet because of the chaos caused by the Multi-Eyed Giant Serpent Monster, the Black-Clad Assassins, whose cultivation levels far exceeded those of Emei Sect members, were unable to gain a complete upper hand. They hovered in midair on the right side of the Basin while having to guard against attacks from both sides—the Multi-Eyed Giant Serpent Monster and flying swords from Emei Sect on the left.
The battle was stalemated unless the Black-Clad Assassins chose to retreat. However, they were determined to keep Emei Sect members firmly restrained; if anyone strayed too far from their group, a sharp flash from a magical artifact would immediately pursue them and ultimately feed them to that gaping maw below.
As a result, no one from Emei Sect dared to escape. In this life-and-death situation, the Emei Four Swords fought even more fiercely. Zhu Xue's Superior Spirit Artifact, the Purple Cloud Sword, had already been destroyed by Li Hong, but she had prepared a backup sword. Although this sword was not as powerful as "Zixiao," fortunately, their four-person sword formation had already been established.
The four Flying Swords shimmered brilliantly as they alternated and spiraled around each other with incredible speed like wind and rain—a magnificent sight. A nearly unbreakable four-color sword net firmly shielded most of their disciples. The deadly attacks from the black-clad assassins were mostly intercepted by their sword formation.
However, the situation remained grim; their spiritual energy was nearly depleted. Zhu Xue's face turned pale as she gasped for breath, her eyes filled with despair.
At that moment, a dazzling multicolored light silently approached the group of black-clad assassins. Just as those behind noticed it, they felt intense pain coursing through their bodies.
"Ah—" A series of long, mournful cries merged into one, blood raining down as severed arms and legs flew high before plummeting down. Several jets of blood shot out like a Water Dragon. The large mouth of the toad eagerly stretched out, swallowing the remnants, which instantly disappeared into the dark abyss of its throat.
Li Hong's strike was effective, severely injuring four people, and he couldn't help but smile with delight. He deliberately concealed his presence in a small cave at the edge of the Basin, surrounded by several Invisibility Talismans, and those cloaked figures failed to notice him.
The severely wounded four were driven mad with rage, recalling their magical artifacts and bombarding the mountain peak behind them, shouting wildly, "Which brat ambushed me! Come out!"
Rocks flew and shattered like rain, large chunks of Red Coral from the Toxic Forest were blasted into the air, but their aim was completely off, failing to harm Li Hong in the slightest.
With his Golden Core Stage cultivation, even after losing limbs, he remained spirited! Li Hong clicked his tongue in admiration: I have even more powerful tricks up my sleeve! He took out Mid-Level Spirit Talismans one after another, igniting them with spiritual energy. Stepping forward confidently, he pointed: "Go—"
"Boom—" With a loud explosion, the Fire Phoenix materialized in an instant, engulfed in flames—fireballs, fiery threads, and blazing trails surged forth toward those cloaked figures. The realistically transformed phoenix continuously spat fire arrows from its beak.
This was a genuine Nine Li Sect ultimate technique; the Fire Phoenix was imbued with true Samadhi True Fire.
The cloaked figures fled in panic. Li Hong did not relent; he continued to unleash Fire Phoenix after Fire Phoenix without concern for cost. At the same time, he bit down on a large piece of Supreme Celestial Stone. Multicolored Spiritual Energy surged forth like a beam of light directly entering his Ren Meridian, rapidly circulating into Awareness. Li Hong used this method to continuously replenish his depleting Awareness while freeing his hands to unleash Spirit Talismans.
The sky was filled with swiftly flying Fire Phoenixes—beautiful yet exuding an overwhelming killing intent.
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