Staying In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 42: Heartbreak Gu

The black-robed cultivator saw Su Fan consume the Heartbreak Pill and threw a storage bag at him.

"You have been recruited by our True Demon Sect, come with me..."

Damn it, you call this recruitment?

He scanned the contents of the storage bag with his divine sense and found a hundred spirit stones inside.

Well, at least they didn't make him work for nothing.

In fact, Su Fan felt quite fortunate to be mistaken for an Evil Cultivator. If he hadn't practiced the Ghost Dao spells before entering the mountains, he would have been silenced by the demonic sect long ago.

The black-robed cultivator led Su Fan to a nearby makeshift camp where over a hundred people had already gathered.

Judging by their attire, they were probably Evil Cultivators recruited just like him.

"You can go in..."

After saying that, the other person left, leaving Su Fan alone here.

Just as Su Fan was at a loss, a mid-level Qi Refining black-robed cultivator walked out of the camp.

"You're new here, come in and register..."

Su Fan followed him inside and gave a fake name, registering his identity.

Anyway, as long as he consumed the Heartbreak Pill, it didn't matter what name he used, the other person clearly didn't care.

"Remember to come to me every month to receive the antidote for the Heartbreak Pill...

After hearing the other person's words, he roughly guessed what the Heartbreak Pill was.

With a gloomy expression, Su Fan arrived at the camp, found a place to sit cross-legged, and observed the surroundings.

The camp was not big, with over a hundred Evil Cultivators sitting in groups.

"The True Demon Sect has come all the way from Liangzhou to Little Sun District."

"Not only Little Sun District, I'm afraid the entire Chu Kingdom has been invaded by the demonic sect, haha..."

"The Immortal Sect has been played by the demonic sect, their main force is concentrated in the Qin Kingdom, but unexpectedly, their retreat has been cut off..."

"I guess several demonic sects from Liangzhou have joined in, the Immortal Cultivators in the Qin Kingdom are in a miserable state..."

"The Heartbreak Pill we're taking, what is it?"

"What you took is the Heartbreak Gu. If you want to run, go ahead, without the antidote, your internal organs will be devoured by the Heartbreak Gu in a month."

Listening to the discussions among the Evil Cultivators, Su Fan had already figured out the whole situation.

The main force of the Immortal Sect in Yong State, as well as the sword cultivators who supported Gan State and Lanzhou, were all concentrated in the Qin Kingdom to confront the demonic sect.

As a result, the demonic sect didn't follow the usual routine this time and the True Demon Sect from Liangzhou directly invaded the Chu Kingdom, completely cutting off the retreat of the Immortal Sect in the Qin Kingdom.

The connections between the Qin Kingdom and Gan State, Lanzhou, and even the Central Plains, should have been severed by the demonic sect.

Two days ago, Azure Mystery Sect hastily evacuated Little Sun District, probably because they received news from the Qin Kingdom that the demonic sect had started attacking.

Thinking of this, Su Fan couldn't help but worry about Lao Ye.

These crazy sword cultivators fought as if they didn't care about their lives. He was really afraid that something might happen to him.

Now, it was too late for him to leave the Chu Kingdom.

And that Heartbreak Pill, his guess was correct.

These guys from the demonic sect were too vicious, actually using the Heartbreak Gu to control Evil Cultivators to serve them.

Thinking of this, Su Fan's heart stirred.

The purple electric current in the Thunder Dao Seed was the nemesis of all evil cults.

But he didn't know if he could eliminate the Heartbreak Gu inside his body.

However, now that he was in this place, he didn't dare to try, afraid that the demonic sect had left some tricks behind.

For now, it was safer to blend in with this group of Evil Cultivators, and wait for the right opportunity.

At this moment, a rumble came from the sky.

In the pitch-black night, a bone flying boat slowly descended from the sky.

"Hurry up, everyone get on the flying boat..."

The black-robed Demonic Cultivators in the camp shouted loudly, urging the Evil Cultivators to board the bone boat.

Su Fan mixed in with the crowd and stepped onto the bone flying boat.

The boat was not big, only a few zhang long and over a zhang tall, made entirely of unknown giant beast bones.

Each bone was as thick as a bowl, engraved with intricate and eerie runes.

Su Fan and the others were brought to the deck of the flying boat, where over a hundred Evil Cultivators stood tightly packed.

"Buzz..."

A loud rumbling sound echoed as the bone boat trembled and soared into the sky.

In an instant, the bone boat flew out of the mountains and arrived above Little Sun Market.

Su Fan leaned against the railing of the deck and looked down.

Little Sun Market below was in complete chaos, engulfed in flames and filled with screams and cries.

The grand formation of the market had been activated and was under attack by the Devil Sect.

The spiritual energy barrier trembled continuously, emitting dazzling light that grew increasingly dim.

Su Fan sighed. Little Sun District was finished.

He didn't know how Old Xu was doing, whether he could escape this catastrophe.

At this moment, a commotion arose on the deck of the flying boat.

"Look, a flying boat from the Immortal Sect is coming..."

Su Fan followed the direction pointed by the crowd and saw several points of light appearing in the distant night sky.

In the pitch-black night, the outlines of several huge flying boats gradually emerged.

Suddenly, a powerful aura surged.

The heavens and earth darkened, filled with ghostly energy.

Countless dark mist spread, like a surging mountain wind, with a majestic momentum.

Within the black mist, numerous ghostly figures surged, and a desolate war song echoed throughout the land.

Wherever they passed, silence prevailed.

That ancient and mournful war song seemed to express eternal resentment.

A faint light floated in the distance, shining brighter than moonlight.

Amidst the floating light, the sound of neighing horses could be heard.

Two spirited horses galloped out, pulling a huge bronze carriage that rushed out from the dark night.

Chilling winds blew all around, filled with countless Yin spirits, creating a grand and imposing scene.

On the war chariot stood a tall figure in armor, holding a sharp spear that gleamed with a cold light, pointing it forward.

Then, driving the war chariot, they surged forward with countless Yin spirits like a tide.

The war chariot rumbled and rolled, covering the sky and earth, unstoppable.

Su Fan, who was watching from a distance, suddenly felt a terrifying pressure that made him tremble.

"Ghost Generals... those are Ghost Generals..."

Hearing the shouts from the crowd, Su Fan couldn't help but take a cold breath.

Are Ghost Generals really that powerful?

Originally, Su Fan didn't think much of Ghost Dao cultivators, thinking they were just a bunch of ghost players.

But after seeing the Ghost General driving the bronze war chariot just now, he was deeply shocked.

Zhenjie, you have to work hard.

At this moment, the Ghost Generals in the distance had already led a sea of Yin spirits, surrounding several flying boats.

Countless ghosts, fierce ghosts, and ghost soldiers fearlessly rushed towards the flying boats.

The flying boats of the Immortal Sect also activated their massive spiritual energy shields, emitting dazzling light as they continuously swept away the surging Yin spirits.

Clang!

A piercing sound of sword resonance echoed through the heavens and earth.

Terrifying Sword Intent permeated the entire night sky.

A sword light full of killing intent instantly slashed towards the bronze war chariot.

An earth-shattering supreme power, like a fiercely flowing torrent, crushed countless Yin spirits to pieces wherever it passed.

Bang!

A huge pitch-black spear stabbed towards that terrifying sword light, causing the entire space to shatter.

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