91: Chapter 91 On the Eve of the Tide, the Demonic Sect Assembles

Thousands of miles away, the Soul Burial Valley was now shrouded in blood red.

In the center of the valley, a nine-tiered altar rose abruptly from the ground, built entirely of white bones.

At the top of the altar floated a blood-red crystal core the size of a house.

Inside the crystal core, viscous blood churned, and countless faces could be vaguely seen struggling and wailing.

That was the "Blood Sea Core" condensed after one hundred thousand living beings were sacrificed alive.

Below the altar, a dense mass of figures formed square Formations.

The blood-robed Cultivators of the Blood God Cult, the ghost-masked black robes of Youquan Valley, the fire-patterned battle armor of the Fenji Sect, and the gray-white long robes of the Reincarnation Hall.

The four major demon sects had dispatched all their elites.

There were over a hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators and thousands in Core Formation.

What was even more palpitating was that a terrifying figure stood on each of the four sides of the altar.

In the east, True Monarch Xuehun, the Vice Sect Master of the Blood God Cult, was at the Peak of the Early Stage Soul Transformation, with a sea of blood churning around his body.

In the west, Ghost King Jiuyou, the Valley Master of Youquan Valley, was at the Middle Stage Soul Transformation, filled with ghastly ghost Qi.

In the south, Patriarch Fentian, the Sect Master of the Fenji Sect, was at the Early Stage Soul Transformation, wreathed in flames.

In the north, Venerable Wangsheng, the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall, was at the Middle Stage Soul Transformation, with the two Qis of life and death circulating.

Four Soul Transformation supreme experts gathered together.

This was a Formation never seen in the Northern Territory for three hundred years.

True Monarch Xuehun stood on the edge of the altar, overlooking the army below.

His voice sounded like iron and stone rubbing against each other, echoing in the valley:

"Three days of blood sacrifice, one hundred thousand living beings."

"The Blood Sea Core is formed."

"When the Xuanhuang Tide erupts and the ley line Seal loosens, this core will be used as a catalyst to tear open the fissure."

"By then, the Demon God will descend, and the entire Northern Territory will belong to me."

Ghost King Jiuyou gave a sinister smile:

"Those old immortals in Taixuan Holy Land are still having pipe dreams."

"Little do they know that their internal affairs are already riddled with holes."

Patriarch Fentian's voice was like a booming bell:

"That scoundrel Sword Sovereign Hanbing actually dared to bring reinforcements from Sword Valley to assist."

"Just right, they can be refined into Blood Puppets together."

Venerable Wangsheng closed his eyes and remained silent.

Standing behind him was a masked woman, who was none other than Yue Li, the Saintess of the Reincarnation Hall.

A strange look flashed in Yue Li's eyes, and she whispered to Venerable Wangsheng:

"Hall Master, the ambition of the Blood God Cult is too great, I am afraid it will backlash."

Venerable Wangsheng said indifferently:

"It is fine."

"When the Demon God descends, this seat has his own methods."

He paused and continued:

"How is the contact with Bai Yunzhou?"

Yue Li replied:

"Sword Sovereign Hanbing has agreed to cooperate, but remains guarded."

"Bai Yunzhou himself is still watching and waiting."

Venerable Wangsheng opened his eyes, the two Qis of life and death circulating in his pupils:

"This child possesses the Chaos Green Lotus Body, which is the key to the plan."

"In the battle of the tide, be sure to lead him into the ley line core."

"By then, using him as a sacrifice, when the Demon God descends, it will devour the Chaos Origin first."

"Then we will have the opportunity to seize the remaining power of the Demon God."

A trace of reluctance flashed in Yue Li's eyes:

"Hall Master, after all, he..."

"Hmm?"

Venerable Wangsheng's gaze turned cold.

Yue Li hurriedly lowered her head:

"This Disciple understands."

True Monarch Xuehun suddenly turned his head to look:

"Old Ghost Wangsheng, what scheme is your Reincarnation Hall plotting again?"

Venerable Wangsheng expressionlessly said:

"We are merely taking what we each need."

True Monarch Xuehun sneered and asked no more.

He looked up toward the east.

Over there, in the direction of the Taixuan Holy Land, a wisp of Xuanhuang Qi vaguely rose into the sky.

The tide was approaching.

"Pass the order!"

True Monarch Xuehun shouted:

"The entire army sets out, pressing upon Taixuan!"

"Tomorrow at the Chen hour, the general attack begins!"

"Yes!"

The tsunami-like response shook the valley.

The dense army poured out of Soul Burial Valley like a tide.

Wherever they passed, heaven and earth changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Meanwhile, at the Taixuan Holy Land.

The mountain-guarding Formation had been fully activated.

The light curtain of the Nine Heavens Xuanhuang Formation enveloped a thousand miles, protecting the entire Holy Land within it.

At the Formation eyes, thirty-six Formation towers stood tall.

Every Formation tower was guarded by a Nascent Soul Elder.

The main Formation eye was located at the "Xuanhuang Platform" in the ley line core.

At this moment, several figures stood on the Xuanhuang Platform.

True Monarch Tianxing was in the center with a solemn expression.

To his left was Sword Sovereign Hanbing, and to his right was True Monarch Xuanji, who had just rushed back.

Behind the three of them stood Bai Yunzhou, Ling Shuang, and several other Peak Nascent Soul Elders of the Holy Land.

"Scouts report that the demon sect army has already left Soul Burial Valley."

True Monarch Tianxing said in a deep voice:

"At the latest by tomorrow noon, they will press upon the mountain."

Sword Sovereign Hanbing sneered:

"Four Soul Transformation experts, what a grand gesture."

True Monarch Xuanji sighed:

"This battle is perilous, we need to make preparations early."

He looked at Bai Yunzhou:

"Yunzhou, as the Ley Line Protector, you need to guard the ley line core."

"When the tide erupts, use the Power of Chaos to stabilize the Seal."

Bai Yunzhou nodded:

"This Junior understands."

Yet, he was extremely vigilant in his heart.

True Monarch Xuanji's arrangement completely matched Sword Sovereign Hanbing's warning.

This person indeed wanted to lead him to the ley line core.

Sword Sovereign Hanbing suddenly said:

"The ley line core is of vital importance and needs someone to guard it."

"Ling Shuang, take thirty-six Sword Cultivators of Sword Valley and accompany Bai Yunzhou."

"Yes," Ling Shuang replied.

True Monarch Xuanji frowned slightly:

"The Sword Cultivators of Sword Valley need to deploy the Ice Soul Sword Array to guard the outer defense line."

"With this old man personally guarding the ley line core, it is enough to ensure safety."

Sword Sovereign Hanbing said indifferently:

"An extra bit of strength is an extra layer of assurance."

The two looked at each other, the atmosphere subtle.

True Monarch Tianxing tried to mediate:

"What both of you said makes sense."

"How about this, the Sword Cultivators of Sword Valley are divided into two teams."

"One team follows Bai Yunzhou into the ley line core, and the other sets up the Formation on the outer perimeter."

"How about it?"

Sword Sovereign Hanbing nodded:

"Acceptable."

True Monarch Xuanji no longer objected either.

Bai Yunzhou sneered inwardly.

True Monarch Xuanji was indeed trying every possible means to prevent others from approaching the ley line core.

What was he afraid of?

Afraid that his conspiracy would be exposed?

True Monarch Tianxing said again:

"The demon sects are powerful; if we clash head-on, our chances of winning are less than thirty percent."

"We need surprise troops to launch a sudden attack and disrupt the enemy Formation."

He looked at Bai Yunzhou:

"Yunzhou, are you willing to lead an elite force to raid the camp tonight?"

Before Bai Yunzhou could answer, Sword Sovereign Hanbing said:

"No."

"Bai Yunzhou is tied to the safety of the ley line, and cannot afford any mistakes."

"The matter of raiding the camp can be led by my Disciple Ling Shuang."

Ling Shuang stepped forward:

"This Disciple is willing to go."

However, Bai Yunzhou shook his head:

"Senior, Miss Ling needs to guard the ley line core."

"As for the camp raid, this Junior can go."

He paused and said:

"I have some understanding of the demon sect's Cultivation Technique, making it easier to succeed."

Sword Sovereign Hanbing frowned:

"It's too dangerous."

Bai Yunzhou smiled and said:

"On the path of cultivation, where is it not dangerous?"

He looked at True Monarch Tianxing:

"True Monarch, please give the order."

True Monarch Tianxing pondered for a moment and nodded:

"Very well."

"Song Xinghe and Deng Mufeng have recovered their combat power and can go with you."

"Another twenty Core Formation elites are assigned to your command."

"Remember, harassment is the main objective, do not linger in battle."

"Yes!"

Bai Yunzhou accepted the order.

A trace of a strange look flashed in True Monarch Xuanji's eyes, but he said nothing more.

Night fell.

Bai Yunzhou led Song Xinghe, Deng Mufeng, and twenty Core Formation elites, quietly leaving the mountain.

Everyone wore night-traveling clothes, and their Qi was restrained to the extreme.

The Power of Chaos enveloped the entire team, isolating all detection.

Song Xinghe's injuries had recovered by seventy percent, and his Qi was stable.

He whispered:

"Senior Brother Bai, which route should we cut in from?"

Bai Yunzhou unfolded the map:

"The demon sect army is advancing in four routes."

"The Blood God Cult is in the center, Youquan Valley is on the left, the Fenji Sect is on the right, and the Reincarnation Hall is bringing up the rear."

"The Reincarnation Hall is bringing up the rear?" Deng Mufeng asked in confusion, "Aren't they the main force?"

Bai Yunzhou shook his head:

"The Reincarnation Hall's attitude is ambiguous, they may not truly participate in the war."

"We will launch a surprise attack on the center army of the Blood God Cult. If we can destroy that 'Blood Sea Core', our chances of winning this battle can increase by thirty percent."

"The Blood Sea Core is at the top of the altar, heavily guarded," Song Xinghe said.

"So we need a diversion."

Bai Yunzhou pointed at the map:

"Senior Brother Song, take ten people and make a feint attack on Youquan Valley's camp from the left."

"Senior Sister Deng, take ten people and make a feint attack on the Fenji Sect's camp from the right."

"When both flanks are in Chaos, I will head straight for the center army."

"Once successful, withdraw immediately, do not linger in battle."

The two nodded:

"Understood."

Half an hour later, the group had arrived a hundred miles outside the demon sect army.

Looking from afar, the tents stretched for tens of miles, brightly lit.

The Aura of blood, ghost Qi, flame Qi, and the Qi of life and death were mixed together, making one nauseous.

Bai Yunzhou stopped his steps:

"Act separately."

"Remember, after one incense stick of time, regardless of whether you succeed or not, retreat immediately."

"Yes!"

Song Xinghe and Deng Mufeng each led ten people and headed left and right.

Bai Yunzhou alone melted into the darkness.

The Chaos Eye opened, and the flow of spiritual power in the camp was clearly visible.

At the center army of the Blood God Cult, the blood light emitted by the Blood Sea Core was like a lighthouse in the dark night.

However, the perimeter of the altar was covered in layers of Formations.

Furthermore, eight Nascent Soul Cultivators took turns keeping watch.

Charging in blindly meant certain death.

Bai Yunzhou quietly circled around to the rear of the camp.

That was where the blood pool of the Blood God Cult was located.

Within dozens of large pools, viscous blood plasma churned as Blood Puppets were being refined.

The defenses were relatively weak.

He took out a "Blood God Token" that he had scavenged from Xuanmingzi's spatial ring.

This was the credentials for a deacon or higher status in the Blood God Cult.

The Power of Chaos simulated an Aura of blood evil, covering his entire body.

Bai Yunzhou swaggered toward the blood pool.

The blood-robed Cultivator guards saw that he was holding the Blood God Token and his Aura was pure, so they did not dare to stop him.

"Greetings, Deacon."

Bai Yunzhou nodded coldly and walked straight toward the largest blood pool.

By the pool, three Core Formation Cultivators were manipulating the Formation to refine Blood Puppets.

Seeing Bai Yunzhou approach, one of them stepped forward to ask:

"What are the Deacon's instructions?"

Bai Yunzhou raised his hand, and a flash of grey light streaked past.

The three of them did not even manage to let out a scream before their Divine Souls were utterly destroyed.

The Power of Chaos eroded them, instantly wiping out all vitality.

He walked to the edge of the blood pool, took out three pills of "Heavenly Thunder Evil-Breaking Powder", and tossed them into the pool.

Hiss—!

The blood pool churned violently as lightning and blood evil fiercely clashed.

Soon, the entire blood pool boiled, and the blood Qi began to dissipate.

"Enemy attack!"

The alarm sounded.

The camp of the Blood God Cult instantly fell into Chaos.

Almost simultaneously, explosions came from both the left and right wings.

Song Xinghe and Deng Mufeng began their feigned attacks.

Bai Yunzhou seized the opportunity to charge toward the central army's altar.

Along the way, he encountered several teams of patrolling Cultivators, all of whom were slain by his single sword strike.

The Chaos Sword Intent combined with the speed of the zhuiyun boots meant that below the Nascent Soul stage, no one could withstand a single clash.

But soon, Nascent Soul Cultivators were alerted.

Three blood figures descended from the sky, blocking his path.

"What kind of scoundrel dares to storm the Blood God Cult's main camp!"

The leader was an old man at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul, holding a blood banner with an aggressive Aura.

Bai Yunzhou remained silent, and his liefeng sword was unsheathed.

Qinglian Thunder Sword: Simplified Version of Chaos Splitting the Heavens!

A grey-cyan sword qi slashed out, causing the space to slightly distort.

The old man's expression changed drastically:

"Power of Chaos? You are Bai Yunzhou!"

He hurriedly waved his blood banner, causing the sea of blood to churn and transform into a giant shield.

The sword qi slashed onto the blood shield, erupting with a piercing screech.

The blood shield shattered, and the old man flew backward, blood spilling from his mouth.

The other two Early Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators seized the opportunity to attack from both the left and right.

Bai Yunzhou's figure flickered, transforming into three afterimages.

Chaos Clone Technique!

This was a new move he had comprehended during seclusion, condensing two Clones using the Power of Chaos.

Although they only possessed thirty percent of his main body's combat power, they were able to pass off as the real thing.

The two Cultivators were entangled by the Clones.

Bai Yunzhou's true body had already arrived beneath the altar.

Looking up, the nine-layered altar stood tall, with the core of the blood sea suspended at the top.

However, around the altar, four Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators opened their eyes simultaneously.

"You're courting death!"

The four of them shouted in unison, and the power of blood evil transformed into four giant hands, grabbing toward Bai Yunzhou.

Bai Yunzhou's gaze turned cold.

He no longer hid.

The Chaos Green Lotus Body operated at full power, and the power at a sixty percent Awakening degree erupted completely.

A grayish halo shrouded his entire body.

With a single step forward, he actually passed right through the four blood hands.

Upon touching the Power of Chaos, the blood hands instantly disintegrated.

"How is this possible?!"

The four Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators were greatly shocked.

Bai Yunzhou had already stepped onto the first layer of the altar.

His speed did not decrease as he climbed higher step by step.

Every time he stepped onto a layer, the altar trembled once.

The core of the blood sea seemed to sense something, emitting a piercing screech.

"Stop him!"

True Monarch Xuehun's angry shout came from afar.

But it was already too late.

Bai Yunzhou stepped onto the ninth layer of the altar, standing before the core of the blood sea.

Inside the crystal core, hundreds of thousands of resentful souls wailed, assaulting his Divine Soul.

"Rest in peace."

Bai Yunzhou whispered, pressing his hands forward into the air.

The Power of Chaos surged out like a tidal wave, enveloping the core of the blood sea.

He intended to thoroughly purify this demonic core.

But right at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Inside the core of the blood sea, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly opened.

Those eyes were identical to the ones seen when Zhou Zhiting was eroded!

The Demonic God's Will!

"Chaos... Body..."

A hoarse voice resounded directly in Bai Yunzhou's Sea of Consciousness:

"I've finally... waited for you..."

The next moment, the core of the blood sea exploded with a bang!

The majestic power of blood evil transformed into countless tentacles, entangling toward Bai Yunzhou.

This was not an attack.

But rather... a sacrifice!

From the very beginning, the Blood God Cult never intended to use the core of the blood sea to tear open the Seal.

Their true purpose was to use the vital blood of one hundred thousand living beings as a guide to forcefully summon the descent of the Demonic God's Will!

And Bai Yunzhou's Power of Chaos became the best catalyst.

"Not good!"

Bai Yunzhou retreated hurriedly, but the tentacles had already tightly bound him.

The Power of Chaos operated frantically, but he could not break free.

The Demonic God's Will was too strong!

This was a power that surpassed the Soul Transformation stage!

"Ye Jinglan!"

Bai Yunzhou roared fiercely.

A dark figure descended from the sky; it was none other than Ye Jinglan, who had been following secretly.

He had long been lurking on the side, and at this moment, he erupted with full force.

The Battle Soul Bloodline was activated, and his Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivation instantly rose to the Peak of Nascent Soul.

"Young Master!"

Ye Jinglan struck out with both palms, and the power of the battle soul slammed into the tentacles.

Several tentacles snapped and broke.

Bai Yunzhou seized the opportunity to break free, but half of the tentacles were still wrapped around his body.

The Demonic God's Will laughed wildly:

"It's useless..."

"The sacrifice is complete, the Demonic God shall descend..."

The core of the blood sea completely shattered, transforming into a pillar of blood-red light that soared into the sky.

Within the pillar of light, a blurry phantom of the Demonic God slowly condensed.

Although it was only a one-hundred-millionth projection of its will,

the pressure it emitted made all living creatures within a radius of a hundred miles tremble.

"Fall back!"

Bai Yunzhou gritted his teeth, burning his Power of Chaos to forcefully shake off the remaining tentacles.

He and Ye Jinglan turned into two streaks of light, fleeing outward at full speed.

But the Demonic God's phantom had locked onto them.

A giant blood-red hand reached out from the pillar of light, grabbing toward the two of them.

It blotted out the sky and covered the earth, leaving nowhere to escape.

At the nick of time.

From the direction of the Reincarnation Hall camp, a greyish-white light suddenly flew out.

The light transformed into a huge Dharma wheel, blocking in front of the giant blood-red hand.

The Reincarnation Wheel!

Venerable Wangsheng made a move!

The wheel spun, and the two Qis of life and death circulated, actually temporarily blocking the giant blood-red hand.

Yue Li's voice rang in Bai Yunzhou's ear:

"Hurry and go!"

Bai Yunzhou did not dare to hesitate, escaping at full speed with Ye Jinglan.

Within the blood-red pillar of light, the Demonic God's phantom roared:

"Wangsheng... How dare you stop me..."

Venerable Wangsheng's indifferent voice came over:

"It's merely a transaction."

"This person cannot die just yet."

Taking advantage of the Demonic God's phantom being restrained by the Reincarnation Wheel, the two of them had already escaped a hundred miles away.

Looking back, the camp of the Blood God Cult had already turned into a sea of blood.

The Demonic God's phantom was slowly dissipating.

But those scarlet eyes were deeply branded into Bai Yunzhou's Sea of Consciousness.

"He saw me..."

Bai Yunzhou felt heavy at heart.

The Demonic God's Will had locked onto his Aura.

In the battle of the tide, he would become the primary target.

Ye Jinglan's Aura was weak, as the eruption of the Battle Soul Bloodline consumed a massive amount of energy.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Bai Yunzhou shook his head:

"It's fine."

He looked toward the direction of the Taixuan Holy Land, a resolute flash appearing in his eyes.

The camp raid had failed.

But at least, he had seen the true face of the Demonic God.

And he had also seen... the stances of certain people.

The Reincarnation Hall indeed had alternative motives.

And the speed of the Demonic God's descent was faster than anticipated.

"Let's go back."

Bai Yunzhou supported Ye Jinglan:

"The real battle has only just begun."

The two turned into streaks of light, disappearing into the night.

Behind them, the camp of the Blood God Cult.

True Monarch Xuehun stood on the ruins, his expression gloomy.

The core of the blood sea was destroyed, and the vital blood of one hundred thousand living beings was wasted in vain.

But the Demonic God's Will had already descended and locked onto the Chaos Green Lotus Body.

It could be considered partially achieving the goal.

Ghost King Jiuyou drifted over, smiling sinisterly:

"Xuehun, your plan doesn't seem to be going very smoothly."

True Monarch Xuehun snorted coldly:

"At least the Demonic God has noticed that brat."

"On the day of the tide, he won't be able to escape."

Patriarch Fentian also rushed over:

"Bai Yunzhou must die."

"Otherwise, once the Chaos Green Lotus Body matures, it will definitely become a grave threat."

Venerable Wangsheng appeared last, saying indifferently:

"This child is tied to the Chaos Origin, and is the key to opening the rift."

"Everyone, do not forget our agreement."

True Monarch Xuehun nodded:

"Rest assured, when the Demonic God descends, the Chaos Origin belongs to you."

"But the Northern Territory belongs to my Blood God Cult."

The four of them looked at each other and smiled, each harboring their own hidden agendas.

The Alliance was as fragile as paper.

Once the Demonic God descends, it will be completely torn apart.