Myriad Spirits Immortal Clan

Within the grand hall of Sand Yellow Mountain, the sound of bells echoed.

The halls were solemn, the cultivators were solemn.

“Summon Qinghua and Jingtian.”

Ye Haiyan continuously summoned cultivators.

As members of the Ye family and disciples of the Sky Sand Sect were summoned by Ye Haiyan one by one,

the collection and preparation of various spiritual materials were also put on the agenda.

Of course, nominally it was for the temporary market, but in fact, Ye Haiyan was secretly deploying various measures.

Almost all core disciples of the Ye family had both explicit and covert missions.

He not only sent messages to the Violet Fortune Sect, but also sent messages to the Duan family.

These were the two Golden Core forces in Xiaoshan Prefecture that still had Golden Core cultivators, and both had the intention of currying favor with the Ye family.

Therefore, they were the most likely to come to support. As for Xiaoshan Prefecture and the Profound Puppet Sect, although they were more suitable, Ye Haiyan did not hold much expectation, as he was not Ye Jingcheng after all and could not command them.

Without evidence, it was unlikely that either would send a Golden Core cultivator to the Ye family.

If in the end they sent a few Violet Palace cultivators, it would not only be of little use, but would also occupy favors in vain.

Of course, although he did not contact them, he had already instructed Ye Xingliu in Xiaoshan Market to secretly negotiate with Xiao He and the Violet Palace cultivators of the Profound Puppet Sect. If there were any disturbances on the border, the two forces would respond immediately.

After the arranged cultivators left Spirit Mountain, Ye Haiyan also looked at their jade tokens, confirming that there were no obvious bright or dark flashes within a day, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

If something were to happen, it would definitely only happen during this time period.

“Hopefully, it’s just a false alarm.” Ye Haiyan couldn't help but murmur.

He took out Mind Clarity Tea and brewed another pot.

To keep himself in the most calm state at all times.

After Ye Haiyan finished arranging everything, he returned to his secluded cultivation place. Of course, this time he did not seclude himself, but manipulated the Sand Yellow Mountain's formation to observe everything on Sand Yellow Mountain.

Now, in his eyes, any cultivator on Sand Yellow Mountain could be disguised as a Violet Palace or Golden Core cultivator.

… …

Time passed like water, and another three days passed.

The sunlight shone on Sand Yellow Mountain, making it golden, and the pavilions on the mountain became more and more magnificent. Rows of glazed tiles were like golden waves, beautiful and spectacular.

Batches of spirit boats also crossed thousands of miles to return to the foot of the mountain.

As the spiritual light faded, these cultivators, wearing brocade robes, stepped down with smiles on their faces, and the large characters “Sky Sand Sect” on their robes were particularly bright.

As Ye Jingcheng's reputation grew, the forces cooperating with the Sky Sand Sect also increased.

And most forces were trying to curry favor with the Ye family and the Sky Sand Sect, so naturally, they would give these cultivators who went out to purchase some benefits.

Now in Xiaoshan Prefecture, it was not uncommon for Foundation Establishment cultivators to treat the Qi Refining cultivators of the Sky Sand Sect with courtesy.

Therefore, in the Sky Sand Sect, some purchasing tasks were highly sought after.

Huang Yuanbai was one of them. He was an old cultivator of the Sky Sand Sect, having joined the sect for more than a hundred years. From the initial Qi Refining stage to later, he was fortunate enough to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill, breaking through to Foundation Establishment and becoming a steward of the Sky Sand Sect, experiencing many changes in the Sky Sand Sect.

This time, he went to the Zhang family's territory in Hanging Jade Mountain. The Zhang family was a Violet Palace family, and it was not the first time Huang Yuanbai had gone there.

It was just that when he went there in the past, the Sky Sand Sect was not even a Violet Palace force, and he had not yet established his foundation. Not only was he turned away, but he was also ridiculed.

But this time, he not only received an audience with the Violet Palace cultivator, but also drank third-order spiritual tea, talking about the market with great enthusiasm.

All of this seemed like a dream to him.

“Chen Gu, don’t think that the Zhang family is so polite to us. They used to be very arrogant, so I don’t drink tea from other families, and I don’t accept gifts, but from the Zhang family, I accept everything!” Huang Yuanbai couldn't help but say to the cultivator behind him:

As he spoke, he was about to take the storage bag and head towards the Sky Sand Sect's mission hall.

Behind him, the slightly green disciple quickly followed.

“Uncle Huang, that’s how it should be!” Chen Gu followed closely, but his eyes were a little erratic.

Soon they arrived at the mission hall, but there were not many cultivators in the mission hall.

Only a few stone lions looked particularly majestic.

And the solemn halls were like a ferocious beast that devoured people.

“Uncle Huang, why are there not many people handing over tasks today?” Chen Gu stopped and asked softly after taking a look.

“Tasks have both far and near destinations, it's normal. You and I are considered fast. After completing this task, we can still take another one.” Huang Yuanbai said without thinking.

As he spoke, he walked forward.

But before he could step into the hall, he saw a palm extending from his chest.

What was strange was that there was a face on this palm, which looked extremely terrifying.

“A small Foundation Establishment cultivator, you dare to deceive me?” Chen Gu's voice instantly became old and hoarse, and his appearance began to change. Before long, he turned into a cultivator in a black robe.

“Why wouldn’t I dare? If I were a Violet Palace cultivator, I would never be like you, a rat, transforming into a Qi Refining junior. You doing this insults the great path in my heart, you should be killed…” Huang Yuanbai staggered and said, enduring the severe pain, but before he could finish speaking, he was stirred by the cultivator.

Completely losing his life.

“Hmph, what is a Violet Palace cultivator?” The black-robed cultivator said coldly. His gaze towards the surroundings also began to change.

“A group of small Foundation Establishment and Violet Palace cultivators, don’t think that relying on formations, relying on some unknown secret methods, and seeing through this old man’s disguise, you can plot against this old man?”

“What do you think Golden Core is?” The old man saw rays of spiritual light and formation flags flying out from the surrounding mountains, converging towards him, and soon turning into a golden bowl formation, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.

He waved his robe, and three blood-red silver needles flew out, accurately landing on the three formation bases.

Before the formation could condense into a golden bowl, it had already turned into golden light and began to dissipate.

This made Huang Tieyun, who was secretly setting up the formation,'s face change drastically, and he repeatedly urged the spiritual talisman and took out a new formation disk.

Fortunately, at this time, a vast white mist began to gather above the sky, and countless spiritual lights also spread.

Finally, it turned into a huge golden sword and slashed towards the black-robed old man.

“Fourth-order Profound Yuan Sword Quell Great Formation!” The black-robed old man finally changed color somewhat.

But it only stopped at changing color. As blood talismans shot out wildly from the surrounding mountains, the sword essence of the mountain-protecting formation also began to become intermittent.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen cultivators flew over.

Among these cultivators, there were seven Foundation Establishment cultivators and three Violet Palace cultivators. This scene almost made all the cultivators of the Sky Sand Sect despair.

And the black-robed old man's three silver needles became more and more fierce.

And at this moment, he also took out a Magic Shadow Spear and shot it towards Ye Haiyan, who was controlling the formation.

“You Sky Sand Sect controls so many secret realms of spirit beasts, you are really seeking your own death. If you explain everything, maybe you can leave half of your Sky Sand Sect's inheritance!” The black-robed old man laughed loudly when he saw dozens of Sky Sand Sect cultivators almost instantly falling into the hands of his disciples.

Of course, his gaze never left Ye Haiyan.

He was interested in the secret realm in the dark.

A series of spear shadows appeared from the Magic Shadow Spear.

These spear shadows did not fly out in a swarm, but appeared strangely in the void, spreading towards Ye Haiyan.

Although the Great Quell Sword condensed by the formation was invincible, it was ultimately only cast by a mid-Violet Palace cultivator, and it was still somewhat inadequate.

Ye Haiyan immediately struck out several spiritual talismans in succession.

“Blood Celebration Old Devil, your Blood Spear Sect's affairs today, my Sky Sand Sect will remember!”

Seeing the old man's Blood Celebration Old Devil's two magic weapons, Ye Haiyan finally knew who was coming.

What made him puzzled was that this Blood Celebration Old Devil was not from Jiayuan Prefecture, and the sect he belonged to was not Jiayuan Prefecture, but the Golden Core sect in the Demon Gate Prefecture next to Jiayuan Prefecture.

Ye Haiyan believed that the Ye family had not attacked the forces of the Demon Gate Prefecture, so naturally there was no question of forming a feud before.

These spiritual talismans were all sound transmission spiritual talismans, but these sound transmission spiritual talismans were all intercepted by the cultivators of the Demon Spear Sect.

None of them could be transmitted.

Even Ye Haiyan's Great Quell Sword had just slashed at a spear shadow when a terrifying spiritual spear appeared in front of Ye Haiyan's chest.

Even if Ye Haiyan reacted extremely quickly, he could not avoid it because he was in the formation. In the end, he could only move his chest away.

Puchi!

The spear shadow pierced through his left shoulder, directly tearing off half of his shoulder, causing Ye Haiyan's face to twist in pain.

Blood also spurted into the void, and even the formation could not be fully activated.

“Violet Palace is nothing but an ant!” Blood Celebration True Man shouted coldly.

Seeing that the Sky Sand Sect still did not have a Golden Core cultivator, his eyes were full of contempt.

A sect with only one Golden Core cultivator dared to go to the Earth Immortal Realm alone, and deserved to have its sect destroyed.

With a thought, three blood needles continued to head towards Ye Haiyan.

The speed of the three blood needles was unbelievably fast. Ye Haiyan even felt that he could not capture them, and felt that the blood needles had arrived in front of him.

Puchi!

The blood needle sank into flesh and blood, but what surprised Ye Haiyan was that the needle did not sink into his body, but sank into the body of Huang Tieyun in front of him.

Huang Tieyun turned his head with difficulty, trying to grin, oozing blood.

He tried hard to hold his body to prevent the blood needle from flying out.

“Escape!” He used his last strength.

In fact, even at this moment, he did not know whether it was right or wrong for him to persuade Ye Jingcheng to stay on Sand Yellow Mountain.

He had also told himself countless times that it was not worth it for the person in front of him.

But he was equally clear that if it were not for these people in front of him, the Sky Sand Sect would have been buried in the wind and sand long ago.

His mind quickly recalled his life, from going up the mountain to becoming the Grand Elder of Sand Yellow Mountain, with twists and turns for hundreds of years, and naturally countless regrets.

Finally, he thought of when he first went up Sand Yellow Mountain, his master handed him the Taoist robe of the Sky Sand Sect, and he had been wearing it for two hundred and thirty years and eight days!

He pulled the Taoist robe, he didn't want to see the Taoist robe wrinkled, but he no longer had the strength… …

The blood needle continued to break out of his body and head towards Ye Haiyan.

At this moment, a mirror suddenly shone down from the sky.

At the same time, a horsetail whisk flew down, it was Duan Chuan Yun and Violet Fortune True Man of the Duan family.

“Blood Celebration Old Devil, stop being presumptuous!!”