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Human Sacrifice
In the Rear Kunlun, hordes of monstrous beasts surged forward, covering the ground as I flew down from the mountain, urging everyone to evacuate.
"We can't! These beasts are too fast; we won't outrun them!" Five shouted.
As soon as we descended the mountain, we were overtaken by a large group of beasts.
Huzi said, "Why do I feel like these beasts aren't chasing us?"
I turned to look at the creatures; fear was evident in their eyes. They didn't seem to be hunting humans but rather fleeing.
Suddenly, a loud noise echoed from afar, followed by a beam of light shooting into the sky, dimming the earth below. The shockwave spread outward, snapping hundred-meter-high trees and cleaving beasts in half.
"Quick! Use your strongest Dao Qi for protection!" I shouted, pulling Zhou Manman forward as Five People followed closely behind.
A violent wind swept through, and the beasts rushed past us, scattering us apart. Soon, the shockwave hit us. I shielded Zhou Manman with my strongest Dao Qi, but amidst the hurricane, we were also blown apart and tumbled over the cliff.
I lost track of time before waking up amidst a tangle of fallen trees. Surrounding me were the corpses of various Great Demons; the once towering forest lay in ruins.
"Manman! Five! Where are you?" I called out loudly.
As I searched for them, I saw no sign of their presence.
Unbeknownst to me, miles away in a gorge, two young men were helping each other out. These two were the Wudang Twins, Zhang Xing and Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue asked with a pale face, "What happened? Why was there such a massive Beast Tide all of a sudden? And what caused that explosion?"
Zhang Xing replied, "I've heard that there is a Beast King in the Kunlun Secret Realm who can command all the beasts of Kunlun to submit. But I have no idea what caused that explosion."
Zhang Yue said, "With such a great disaster, I estimate that most of the Daoist Disciples who entered will be dead or injured."
As soon as Zhang Yue finished speaking, he coughed up blood and continued to cough uncontrollably.
"Yue, hang in there. I will find the Holy Medicine to heal your wounds," Zhang Xing said anxiously.
Zhang Yue replied, "My internal organs have been severely damaged. If I don't receive timely treatment, I fear I will never be able to advance in my cultivation again."
Zhang Xing clenched his fists tightly and said, "Yang Hao and the people around him, I will not let them go."
Just then, Zhang Xing suddenly looked up at the cliff above and said, "Whoever is hiding up there, come out."
A graceful young man stepped forward, smiling with long hair flowing behind him, tied at the back. He said, "As expected of the Wudang Twins; you were able to discover me."
Zhang Xing frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The young man replied, "I am Song Qianqiu. I've long heard of the Gemini's great reputation."
Zhang Xing snorted and said, "So you're a traitor from the Azure Cloud Sect. What do you want with us?"
Song Qianqiu said, "The Wudang Sword Qi is unparalleled. Martial Sage Zhang Sanfeng established the Wudang Taiji Sword and defeated all challengers. The Sword Saint Miao Zhong's One Sword Technique is even more supreme. I've always hoped to borrow it for a while. May I ask if you two brothers could share some insights?"
Zhang Xing laughed heartily and said, "Song Qianqiu, I think you're dreaming!"
Song Qianqiu replied, "It's broad daylight; where's the dream in that?"
Zhang Yue added, "Since you know it's broad daylight, then stop daydreaming. Coming out like this is simply laughable."
"Oh?" Song Qianqiu said. "Since you two brothers are unwilling to teach me, then I shall take my leave."
Song Qianqiu finished speaking and turned to leave.
"Is he really just walking away like that?" Zhang Yue looked at Song Qianqiu in surprise as he moved further away.
A hundred steps away, Song Qianqiu stood at the entrance of Mountain Valley. His expression was serious, his index finger raised to his chest as he silently recited a spell. The ground trembled violently, and Mountain Valley began to close inwards, as if an earthquake had struck.
Inside Mountain Valley, Zhang Yue gasped in shock and asked, "What’s happening?"
Without answering, Zhang Xing grabbed Zhang Yue and flew upwards towards Mountain Valley. A beam of sword light descended, and by the time Zhang Xing noticed it, it was too late. With a sickening sound, Zhang Yue's arm was severed at the elbow. He screamed, "Brother, my sword hand is gone!"
Zhang Xing watched helplessly as Zhang Yue's arm fell into the crevice of Mountain Valley, which was now closing up, leaving no chance to retrieve it.
Amidst the dust, Song Qianqiu remarked, "You really are lucky; you’re still alive after all this."
"Song Qianqiu, you’re asking for death!" Zhang Xing shouted as he drew his sword from his back and slashed at Song Qianqiu. The sword energy rampaged through the air, cleaving mountains and incinerating vegetation.
Standing atop a broken giant tree, Song Qianqiu said, "Your mind is already in disarray; you can't fully unleash your sword energy. I've heard that Starlight and Gemini feel heartache—I'm curious whether it's due to your Cultivation Method or because of your twin bond."
"Die!" Zhang Xing raised his sword again to strike at Song Qianqiu. However, Song Qianqiu's figure vanished into the dust. By the time Zhang Xing realized it, Song Qianqiu had reappeared behind Zhang Yue.
Zhang Xing wanted to make another move but saw that Song Qianqiu held a dagger against Zhang Yue's throat. "Song Qianqiu, what do you want?" he demanded.
Song Qianqiu replied, "You experts really are all brainless. It's always about Wudang Sword Qi or Taiji Sword techniques; you resort to violence at the slightest disagreement. Must I hold a knife to your throat for you to speak civilly? Isn’t that quite uncouth?"
"I—Wudang—"
Zhang Yue's words were cut off by Song Qianqiu's interruption. "I didn’t ask you," he said with a shushing gesture.
Zhang Xing stated, "No one knows Wudang Taiji Sword; not even the sect leader can master it. I’ve heard that to cultivate Wudang Taiji Sword, one must reach the Mahayana Realm. The Taiji Sword suppresses all sword techniques; otherwise, Martial Sage Zhang Sanfeng wouldn’t have created it at a hundred years old."
"Where is the One Sword Technique?" Song Qianqiu asked.
Zhang Xing replied, "The One Sword Technique is the unparalleled swordsmanship that Miao Zhong, the Emei Sword Saint, comprehended in Wudang. Before he passed away, it vanished without a trace. Otherwise, Wudang would surely be at the top of the Daoist Sect, and we wouldn't have fallen to this state. If you want to learn it, I will give you the Wudang Sword Qi Slash in exchange for my brother's release."
Zhang Xing took out a book from his pocket and threw it to Song Qianqiu. As Song Qianqiu caught the Sword Manual and flipped through it, he pushed Zhang Yue towards Zhang Xing. Zhang Xing caught the severely injured Zhang Yue, casting a shadowy glance at Song Qianqiu as he left.
At that moment, at the entrance of the Kunlun Secret Realm, a group of people crawled out from a ravine. One elder said, "You all insisted that the Kunlun Secret Realm couldn't be opened, but now look what's happened. With all that commotion just now, who knows how many from the Underworld Sect will perish!"
At the entrance of the Kunlun Secret Realm, a massive temple had collapsed, revealing a strange statue of a giant beast inside.
"You old fool from Longhu Mountain, stop pretending to be mysterious here. The outer perimeter of the Kunlun Secret Realm has already been searched. Aside from Nangong Lin from the Serpent Cult finding a Holy Medicine, all other Holy Medicines must be within the Kunlun Secret Realm. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll make sure you die here," Dongfang Zhen from the Sword Pavilion said.
Dongfang Zhen then walked towards a gigantic mountain gate. Behind him, an Elder of the Sword Pavilion warned, "Zhen'er, there's a barrier!"
By the time Dongfang Zhen heard this, it was too late; he was knocked back by a wave-like Clear Light and stumbled several steps backward before being supported by two disciples of sword energy.
Dongfang Zhen shook off the two Sword Sect Disciples and glared angrily at the barrier before him. "Whoever can break this barrier will be handsomely rewarded!"
The crowd exchanged glances, no one daring to step forward. They had been warned by their elders upon entering that they should not go into the Kunlun Secret Realm because it was said to be a gathering place for ferocious beasts since ancient times. The entire Rear Kunlun was largely occupied by the Kunlun Secret Realm. Along their journey, everyone had used Spirit Seeking Mice and various treasures capable of locating Spirit Energy to search for Holy Medicines. However, aside from hearing that Young Master Nangong Lin from the Serpent Cult found one and another person named Yang Hao also discovered one, no one else had reported finding any Holy Medicines.
It was also possible that someone who found a Holy Medicine immediately refined it in secret; after all, the world of martial arts was perilous, and Holy Medicines attracted attention—one misstep could lead to fatal consequences.
As more people arrived at the front of the Kunlun Secret Realm, they gathered anxiously and suspiciously from various parts of Rear Kunlun toward the entrance. Clearly, everyone was waiting for an opportunity to enter the secret realm.
"There are spirit beasts everywhere in the Kunlun Secret Realm; I wonder if we can come out unscathed," someone expressed worry.
"Well, so many have already died; if we all perish together, at least there will be powerful experts accompanying us in death—what's there to fear?" someone gritted their teeth defiantly, determined to find a way to reverse their fate.
Hundreds of miles away, Zhang Xing supported Zhang Yue as they reached a waterfall. He placed Zhang Yue on a rock and fetched clean water to wash his wounds. Zhang Yue's face was pale; he had suffered severe internal injuries from Iron Bull and Stone Hammer's brutal strikes that ruptured his organs. Additionally, Song Qianqiu had severed his arm, causing excessive blood loss; he was now on the brink of death.
Zhang Xing walked to the riverbank beneath the waterfall. He scooped up a handful of clear water and gazed at his reflection, touching his face. This was a face he had seen since childhood; he knew what he looked like. Yet, he often wondered why he could remember his own appearance so well, while others could easily perceive his thoughts—who he liked, who he disliked, even his wicked ideas were impossible to conceal.
This left him feeling particularly insecure and confused.
“Brother, can you hurry up?!” Zhang Yue's voice called from behind him.
“Oh, coming,” Zhang Xing replied, recalling something his master had once told him long ago. “You two are of one heart yet different bodies. If you can unite as one, and if one of you casts the Star-Moon Secret Classic, not only will your power surpass your peers, but you will also experience things like never before.”
Zhang Xing stood up and walked over to where Zhang Yue lay on the flat ground. Zhang Yue looked at him and asked, “Brother, what are you going to do?”
Zhang Xing said, “Yue, you’re already useless; keeping you around is of no help and will only hold me back. Why don’t you help your elder brother by transferring all your Soul power to me? We brothers share the same heart; passing on the skills won’t lead to madness.”
Zhang Yue exclaimed, “Zhang Xing, are you crazy? I’m your biological brother!”
Zhang Xing replied, “Your sword hand is broken. I can't take you into the Kunlun Secret Realm with me.”
Zhang Yue shook his head in fear and said, “A broken hand can be healed. I’ll be fine soon. Brother, I’m your biological brother! Don’t forget how our mother instructed you to take care of me. Don’t you remember? When you were sick, I stayed by your side and fed you medicine!”
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