In the palaces of Saintess Peak.
The palaces were filled with a faint fragrance, and pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth permeated the surroundings.
Tang Shiqi and the others were resting in their chambers.
Even with the heaven-defying healing effects of the [Phoenix Nirvana Sutra], mental fatigue could not be eliminated.
After all, Jiang Li's [Phoenix Nirvana Sutra] had only been cultivated to the third level, not reaching its ultimate realm.
Perhaps he could cultivate the later levels of the [Phoenix Nirvana Sutra], Jiang Li thought to himself.
After the previous great battle, the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect had quickly established its hegemonic position in the Myriad Demon Mountain, and now there was only one voice in the entire Myriad Demon Mountain: the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect.
Jiang Li was in the palace, examining documents about Qingqiu and Xiayang Mountain.
Much of this information had been compiled by other forces in Myriad Demon Mountain and was extremely detailed.
After a long while, Jiang Li finished reviewing the documents and, finding no issues, prepared to leave the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect and head to Xiayang Mountain.
As Jiang Li walked through the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, many disciples respectfully saluted him, showing him extreme fervor.
Due to his outstanding performance in the previous battle, Jiang Li was now the most popular figure in the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, his prestige even surpassing that of the Sect Master.
His unparalleled handsome appearance, coupled with his invincible strength, made him an idol in the hearts of countless disciples.
Not only within the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, but Jiang Li had also become somewhat famous throughout the Eastern Desolation.
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Eastern Desolation.
Xiayang Mountain.
Xiayang Mountain was located in the western part of the Eastern Desolation. It boasted beautiful scenery and captivating landscapes everywhere.
Furthermore, it was a place rich in natural treasures and abundant spiritual energy.
Normally, many rogue cultivators, and even cultivators from major forces, would come here to explore and seek treasures.
This kind of place was naturally prone to conflict, with many cultivators perishing here every day. Betrayal and bloodshed were common occurrences.
A canyon in Xiayang Mountain.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky, and the air was filled with steaming heat.
However, this heat carried a trace of profound coldness. Despite being hot, it gave a sense of deep, secluded feeling.
Around the canyon, crowds of people bustled.
Around the crowds, many bloody corpses lay scattered, emitting a chilling scent of blood.
The cold aura combined with the smell of blood made the atmosphere in the canyon extremely distorted.
The sounds of hushed conversations rose from the crowd, extremely noisy.
These bustling crowds watched with great interest the center of the canyon.
In the center of the canyon stood a young man in a blood-red robe. Behind him were many cultivators, all emanating an extremely bloody and violent aura.
The young man held a blood-red long sword, standing in the center of the canyon, his gaze cold and devoid of emotion.
Around the young man were also many corpses. The state of these corpses was extremely brutal, with severed limbs and grotesque blood flowing everywhere.
"Li Wuxue, your actions are meaningless. Xiayang Mountain is not solely under your control!" a resounding voice called out.
Not far away, a white-robed cultivator flew in.
Behind the white-robed cultivator, many cultivators also followed...
"That's Xu Fengyu, the Holy Son of the Grand Beginning Sacred Land. I didn't expect him to be here too... Perhaps there really is an extraordinary treasure here..."
"Yes, yes, it seems the Blood Young Master is in trouble. Being so domineering, he has finally provoked someone he cannot afford to offend..."
"Not necessarily. The Blood Young Master is the Holy Son of the Blood Soul Sect. Although the Blood Soul Sect is only a first-rate force, its background is quite astonishing, and it is said that the Blood Young Master is the number one genius of the Blood Soul Sect in thousands of years. His talent and strength are no less than those of the top prodigies of the Sacred Lands, even surpassing them..."
"I've heard before that many elders of the Sacred Lands wanted to take the Blood Young Master as a disciple, but they were all refused..."
"Hiss... Is it that terrifying? Refusing the recruitment of a Sacred Land..."
"Heh heh, what prodigy? I have only one evaluation: inferior to Jiang Li..."
"Emm, that's right, inferior to Jiang Li..."
"Inferior to Jiang Li..."
"First post..."
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The people around chattered amongst themselves, watching the group in the center of the canyon with great interest.
The surrounding cold aura did not diminish their enthusiasm in the slightest.
Not long ago, a powerful anomaly suddenly appeared in the central canyon of Xiayang Mountain, and an extremely cold aura swept through the central canyon of Xiayang Mountain.
This anomaly naturally attracted many people. After a fierce battle, many had died and been injured.
Finally, Li Wuxue, the Holy Son of the Blood Soul Sect, led his men to arrive, suppressed a group of people with his powerful strength, quickly took control of the area, and drove everyone else away.
Although the crowd was displeased, they still retreated...
After all, treasures could be found again, but once life was lost, nothing remained.
"What, is there a problem?" Young Master Blood Li Wuxue pointed his blood-red long sword at Xu Fengyu, his eyes full of mockery.
He naturally recognized Xu Fengyu, who was merely the Holy Son of the Grand Beginning Sacred Land, not enough to make him retreat.
If it were the Divine Son of the Grand Beginning Sacred Land, Li Wuxue might have deliberated a bit, but Xu Fengyu was truly not worth his apprehension.
Moreover, it was highly likely that there was a powerful primordial flame beneath this canyon, and Li Wuxue did not want to give up this opportunity.
The cultivators behind Young Master Blood Li Wuxue also unleashed their auras, and the entire center of the canyon was enveloped by violent spiritual energy.
Xu Fengyu narrowed his eyes, blue spiritual energy surging around him.
Young Master Blood's gaze enraged Xu Fengyu. When did someone from a mere first-rate force dare to be so arrogant?
That Jiang Li was one thing, but this guy, did he really think he was the best in the world?
"It seems necessary to let you know what is called knowing your limits!" Xu Fengyu said in a deep voice.
Li Wuxue's eyes were filled with mockery. A mere Xu Fengyu, if he was so ignorant, he would teach him an unforgettable lesson.
"No need for more nonsense. If you want what's here, you'll have to fight for it with your life!" A cold glint flashed in Li Wuxue's eyes as he said coldly.
A chilling aura emanated from Li Wuxue, making one's blood run cold.
Xu Fengyu's expression darkened. He no longer spoke, but simply commanded the cultivators behind him to charge forward.
The cultivators behind Xu Fengyu, under his command, charged forward rapidly.
Li Wuxue's expression was emotionless, his aura erupted, and he took the lead, engaging in battle with the cultivators brought by Xu Fengyu.
A fierce battle was imminent.
Violent spiritual energy surged, and the sounds of collision echoed throughout the entire canyon.
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