"He's here!"
Seeing Ye Ling approach, Li Wenjie exclaimed, his face filled with fear.
Mo Qianji and Meng Xinyue turned their heads at the sound. Upon seeing Ye Ling land on the plaza, they both frowned.
The ability to fly through the air indicated a cultivation of the seventh rank. If Ye Ling had killed Qiu Baiyi, it would be understandable.
With a powerful visitor, Mo Qianji quickly calmed himself and said to Li Wenjie, "Wenjie, it seems I wrongly accused you. The Pure Yin Yuan Corpse was indeed not taken by you, and Qiu Baiyi's death is not your fault."
"However, the opponent is merely a seventh-rank異士 (yishi). Why did you say he was a Red Dust Immortal?"
Mo Qianji did not feel immense pressure from Ye Ling. In fact, he felt his own aura was superior to Ye Ling's.
"N-no..."
Li Wenjie's face was full of terror. He stared intently at Ye Ling, his body trembling slightly.
He would never forget his experience yesterday!
Ye Ling landed at the Tianyin Pavilion and scanned the surrounding disciples. Their average cultivation was around the third rank, with a few fifth and sixth-rank 異士 (yishi), and the three seventh-rank 異士 (yishi): Mo Qianji, Meng Xinyue, and Li Wenjie.
If this sect's strength were placed in China, it would undoubtedly be a supreme force at the pinnacle of the pyramid!
Even the Ghost Gate, created by Mo Qianji's disciple, had troubled China for decades. One could imagine how terrifying the Tianyin Pavilion, with its two-thousand-year legacy, must be!
Unfortunately, they encountered Ye Ling.
After a brief assessment of the Tianyin Pavilion's strength, Ye Ling used his divine sense to scan the entire sect but found no trace of Ye You.
"Nothing?"
An unexpected turn of events caused Ye Ling to frown slightly. A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
He had searched Qiu Baiyi's soul, and Ye You had indeed been sent to the Tianyin Pavilion by Qiu Baiyi. Yet, Ye You was nowhere to be found in the Tianyin Pavilion now?
A Tianyin Pavilion elder with sixth-rank cultivation stepped forward and sternly shouted at Ye Ling, "Who are you, boy? How dare you trespass into my Tianyin Pavilion, seeking death?"
Ye Ling's mood was heavy at this moment. The Tianyin Pavilion elder stepping forward happened to run into Ye Ling's rage.
"Noisy!"
Ye Ling let out a cold snort and raised his hand to pull. The Tianyin Pavilion elder suddenly felt an immense suction force. He was unable to resist and was directly pulled into Ye Ling's grasp!
"Wh-what do you want?"
Ye Ling grabbed the Tianyin Pavilion elder's head, and spiritual energy violently surged into his mind, searching for memories.
From the elder's memories, he learned that six years ago, in addition to Ye You, a batch of children had been sent to the Tianyin Pavilion. However, those children were not disciples the Tianyin Pavilion intended to cultivate, but rather medicinal boys for the Tianyin Pavilion's Sect Master, Mo Qianji, to refine elixirs!
Using the bodies of children as a catalyst to refine blood elixirs that boosted cultivation, which were then used to enhance the cultivation of Tianyin Pavilion disciples!
"Refining elixirs with human bodies?"
Bang!
Ye Ling directly crushed the Tianyin Pavilion elder's head. His eyes glowed with red light, and black demonic energy swirled around him.
"You scum, what did you do to Xiao You?"
Ye Ling's aura began to ascend, and the entire Tianyin Pavilion started to shake. Mo Qianji's expression changed drastically. He immediately realized he had underestimated Ye Ling's power and quickly circulated his internal cultivation techniques.
"Tianyin Pavilion disciples, heed my command! Form the Three Thousand Star Array! Xinyue, Wenjie, both of you, quickly lend me your strength!"
Mo Qianji commanded sternly. The surrounding disciples, who were still in shock from their elder being crushed, snapped back to attention and quickly took their positions, forming the array!
"Three Thousand Stars, form the array!"
The Three Thousand Star Array was a large-scale killing formation that originated during the Warring States period. It was originally the sect-protecting killing formation of the Xuanji Sect in Western Shu, capable of drawing upon the power of the stars to amplify oneself, possessing infinite might!
A hundred years ago, the previous Sect Master of the Tianyin Pavilion, Qiu Bai, single-handedly annihilated the Xuanji Sect. Thus, the Three Thousand Star Array fell into the hands of the Tianyin Pavilion.
Hundreds of Tianyin Pavilion disciples formed the array, and celestial phenomena appeared in the sect's mountain gate. Mo Qianji and Meng Xinyue each occupied a star position, and their auras immediately increased.
However, Li Wenjie remained standing frozen in place. He stared blankly at Ye Ling, showing no signs of action.
"Li Wenjie, what are you doing?" Mo Qianji, seeing Li Wenjie dazed, couldn't help but shout sternly.
Li Wenjie trembled and said, "It's useless, Senior Brother... He is a Red Dust Immortal... We are no match for him!"
Mo Qianji was furious, "You!"
Meng Xinyue, seeing this, frowned and said, "Wenjie seems to have lost control of his mind and can no longer muster the will to fight."
"This time, Senior Brother and I will face him together. He is alone, and the two of us are sufficient."
"Alright." Mo Qianji nodded with a solemn expression. He reached out his hand, and a treasured sword flew from the Hidden Immortal Hall into his hand.
Mo Qianji instructed, "This opponent's aura is powerful. You and I must be careful in our engagement!"
Ye Ling's face was frosty, and demonic energy surged around him. However, he still suppressed his killing intent, not immediately annihilating the entire Tianyin Pavilion!
Although in that Tianyin Pavilion elder's memory, a batch of medicinal boys had indeed been sent six years ago, the elder had no recollection of their ultimate fate.
Perhaps the situation was not as dire as he had imagined.
Ye You's whereabouts would have to be interrogated from the Tianyin Pavilion's Sect Master.
"Boy, you're distracted!"
Just as Ye Ling was contemplating Ye You's matter, Meng Xinyue approached with his saber, surrounded by the power of the stars, his strength terrifying.
"Draw Saber - Sirius Annihilation!"
Meng Xinyue shouted fiercely and slashed his saber, sending a blue saber energy towards Ye Ling!
"Sword Control Art!"
Mo Qianji was not idle either. Utilizing the movement and repositioning provided by the Three Thousand Star Array, he appeared behind Ye Ling, formed a hand seal with a single finger, and his treasured sword shot towards Ye Ling like a lightning bolt!
The Sect Master and the Grand Elder attacked together. The disciples in other star positions also formed hand seals and attacked Ye Ling.
The Three Thousand Stars displayed their full might!
In just a breath, Ye Ling was surrounded by the Tianyin Pavilion's attacks.
Ye Ling remained silent. Demonic energy surged around him, and his ferocious aura suddenly swept outwards.
Boom!
Meng Xinyue's saber and Mo Qianji's sword were sent flying. A large number of Tianyin Pavilion disciples were knocked out of their star positions, and the Three Thousand Star Array was instantly shattered!
Ye Ling grabbed Meng Xinyue, who was charging at him, with one hand and slammed him to the ground.
Crash!
The marble slab shattered, and Meng Xinyue was smashed into a large pit, spitting up a mouthful of blood.
"Xinyue!"
Mo Qianji's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Meng Xinyue to be taken down by Ye Ling in a single move, and his heart was filled with immense shock.
That was a seventh-rank 異士 (yishi)!
The demonic energy surging around Ye Ling shot up into the sky, then transformed into countless demonic swords that rained down like a torrential downpour!
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Help!"
"My leg!"
As the demonic swords fell, the desperate screams of the Tianyin Pavilion disciples echoed throughout the Tianyin Pavilion.
Within a few breaths, the Tianyin Pavilion disciples suffered heavy casualties, their crimson blood staining the plaza!
"This, this..."
Mo Qianji stared at the scene of devastation in horror, his body trembling violently.
Their Tianyin Pavilion, with the combined efforts of the entire sect...
Was no match for a single person?
He couldn't believe it...
Soon, the demonic swords dissipated. Less than one in ten Tianyin Pavilion disciples remained, and those who were still alive were all injured.
Thump!
Mo Qianji knelt on the ground. His eyes gradually became vacant as he stared blankly at Ye Ling.
Li Wenjie was right...
He truly was a Red Dust Immortal!