Chapter 12

"Green Willow Sword! It’s truly remarkable that True Man Qingyun would part with one of the three treasures of the sect and entrust it to these three people."

As Linghu Yilang’s flying sword gently spun, Zhu Ganglie’s eyes lit up, a hint of disbelief in them.

The Green Willow Sword, along with the Heavenly Gang Cauldron and the True Gang Robe, were known as the three treasures of the sect, possessing great power. They were always in the hands of the sect leader and the two elders. It was unexpected that they would be entrusted to Linghu Yilang and the others. It seems that this Dragon Flame City blessing ceremony is of great importance; otherwise, the True Gang Sect wouldn’t have invested so much.

"Ha ha! Knowing the might of the Hundred Demons Mountain, you still dare to stand your ground? Be careful, I’ll use you three to refine this White Bone Yin Tower."

As Zhu Ganglie pondered, a狂妄的笑声从七层白骨塔中传来，无数咆哮嘶吼的厉鬼环绕塔身，声势浩大，令人触目惊心。

Linghu Yilang snorted heavily, his wrist flicked, and the Green Willow Sword transformed into a streak of green sword light, circling the White Bone Yin Tower and cutting down half of the ghosts surrounding it.

Seeing the four people engage in battle, Zhu Ganglie quietly retreated. He had heard of the Hundred Demons Mountain, a cultivation sect in the wilderness of the Qingqiu Kingdom.

It was founded by an ancient demon corpse who had achieved enlightenment. The sect was extremely powerful, and because the demon corpse had achieved the Golden Core, the cultivation techniques of the sect could also reach the Golden Core level. This had earned them a formidable reputation in the wilderness, attracting many cultivators.

The strongest techniques of the sect were the White Bone Art and the Corpse Refinement Method, which could refine the White Bone Yin Tower, the White Bone Heart Hammer, and the White Bone Sarira, three major magical artifacts.

The Corpse Refinement Method could refine a Golden Corpse, equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator in the Daoist sects.

However, it was rumored that the leader of the Hundred Demons Mountain, the demon corpse Gu Chen, had disappeared with the sect’s treasure, the Profound Yin Beast Banner. It was unknown whether he had passed away or been killed.

Zhu Ganglie filtered through the general situation of the Hundred Demons Mountain in his mind. His gaze fell on a young Daoist wearing a robe with a skull pattern, perched on the White Bone Yin Tower.

This Daoist had a sharp mouth and a monkey-like face, extremely sinister. He manipulated the magical techniques, sending out bursts of spiritual energy to power the White Bone Yin Tower, resisting the sword qi of Linghu Yilang and the others.

"This person has just reached the Out-of-the-Corpse stage, yet he can resist three people with the White Bone Yin Tower. The magical artifacts of the Hundred Demons Mountain are indeed unique, but refining this White Bone Tower is too evil."

Zhu Ganglie watched and commented, pondering how to engage in battle and win. He realized that although the disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain had not been defeated, he was gradually at a disadvantage.

Especially since this person had just reached the Out-of-the-Corpse stage, with limited spiritual energy. Linghu Yilang, on the other hand, had cultivated magical power, which was long-lasting and far superior to the spiritual energy of the Hundred Demons Mountain disciple. If they continued to wear him down, they would eventually defeat him.

During the intense battle, the disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain also realized his weakness. He let out a long howl, sending three bursts of spiritual energy into the White Bone Yin Tower. The entire tower shook, and black smoke rose from the seven-story tower, forming seven huge ghost heads that charged at Linghu Yilang, Wang Kui, and Gui Chenxi.

Even one of the huge ghost heads charged at Zhu Ganglie.

"Damn it!"

Zhu Ganglie cursed, not daring to use his spiritual energy and expose a weakness. He could only rely on his martial arts, fleeing to a distance to avoid the huge ghost head.

Linghu Yilang infused a burst of magical power into the Green Willow Sword, the green sword qi expanding and transforming into a several-zhang-long green sword light, which fiercely slashed through the huge ghost head, shattering it and striking the rising White Bone Yin Tower.

The other two also activated their sword talismans, transforming them into sword qi to split the ghost heads and protect themselves.

"Pay no attention to that demon of the Hundred Demons Mountain. Quickly kill these ghost heads, then go save the servant. The sect leader has repeatedly instructed us to return him to the Qingqiu Kingdom without fail."

Linghu Yilang let out a long howl, merging with his sword. The Green Willow Sword’s light intensified, whirling and slicing through a huge ghost head.

At the same time, as Zhu Ganglie ran to a secluded place, he lightly pinched his hand, and the prepared Heavenly Traveling Sword Pill collided with the approaching ghost head, dispersing it.

"The White Bone Yin Tower has been injured by Linghu Yilang’s Green Willow Sword. The disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain must be running out of spiritual energy. This is the perfect time to take advantage."

As he dispersed the huge ghost head, Zhu Ganglie saw the powerful sword strike and the fleeing White Bone Yin Tower. He quickly calculated, activating the Heavenly Cicada Spirit Leaf to conceal himself and follow swiftly.

"These True Gang Sect disciples dare to ruin my plans. They injured my White Bone Yin Tower, causing me to lose all the souls I had absorbed. I will use your flesh and bones to refine my White Bone Yin Tower."

In a mountain hollow, the disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain stopped, caressing a seven-story white bone tower with a pained expression, cursing through gritted teeth.

Seeing this disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain jumping and cursing, a murderous intent flashed in Zhu Ganglie’s eyes.

Although cultivators strive for immortality and do not shy away from any method, he was still outraged by the disciple’s cruel killing of living beings and the absorption of innocent souls. Especially since he had almost been refined into the White Bone Yin Tower, he decided to kill this person.

With a thought, the Heavenly Traveling Sword Pill shot out like a rocket, aiming for the back of the person’s head.

At the instant the sword pill approached, the disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain had a premonition, crouching down and throwing the palm-sized White Bone Yin Tower in front of him. It collided with the Heavenly Traveling Sword Pill, producing a loud crash.

"Damn you, daring to sneak attack me! I will extract your soul and refine your bones."

Enraged by the sneak attack, he poured the remaining three bursts of spiritual energy into the White Bone Yin Tower. The tower emitted a white glow, transforming into a several-zhang size and descending upon Zhu Ganglie.

"Heh heh, let me show you my skills."

Zhu Ganglie chuckled, lightly shaking the Primordial Yang Ruler, which released nine golden flowers that lifted the White Bone Yin Tower, the flames on the flowers directly scorching the tower.

With the tower held in place, the sword pill transformed into a golden rainbow, circling the neck of the disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain and severing his head.

Without the support of the disciple’s spiritual energy, the White Bone Yin Tower fell, and Zhu Ganglie casually collected it into the Primordial Yang Ruler.

After killing the person, Zhu Ganglie did not linger. He shook his wrist, extending the Primordial Yang Ruler several zhang to capture the distant disciple of the Hundred Demons Mountain and the newly Out-of-the-Corpse spirit, then concealed himself and returned to the outskirts of the village.

Upon returning to the outskirts of the village, Linghu Yilang and the others had already killed the seven ghost heads and were searching for Zhu Ganglie.

Zhu Ganglie reversed his qi and blood, feigning a weakened state, and weakly raised his hand. "Three Immortal Elders, this humble person is here."

"You actually escaped the devouring of the ghosts?"

Wang Kui looked at Zhu Ganglie with surprise. Although Zhu Ganglie’s qi and blood were weakened, his essence was not damaged, which made the three of them take him seriously.

"Senior Brother, can mundane martial arts reach a level where they can resist ghosts?"

Gui Chenxi scanned Zhu Ganglie with a puzzled look and asked lightly.

"The realm of burning blood to sustain life is the pinnacle of mundane martial arts, but it is only equivalent to the Out-of-the-Corpse stage. With your various magical artifacts, you can easily defeat him. His body, however, can follow the Daoist path of Golden Arhat, achieving some success in the future."

The three discussed this in front of Zhu Ganglie, not caring about his thoughts or injuries.

"There is a Great Bitterness Daoist Temple ahead. We will head there tonight and not linger here."

Linghu Yilang said, immediately walking forward, with Wang Kui and Gui Chenxi following closely behind.

Zhu Ganglie coldly observed the three and followed, his mind immersed in the Primordial Yang Ruler, investigating the White Bone Yin Tower he had suppressed.