Chapter 48

The Appearance of the Evil Sect

In the spacious manor, its construction appears simple yet grand and majestic, reflecting the long-standing glory and status of the Ok family, a renowned martial lineage. However, by this evening, all the residents near the manor are sleepless, trembling with fear at the piercing battle cries, the clashing of weapons, and various screams. Everyone has noticed some strange occurrence at the Ok family, but no one dares to confirm it, instead locking themselves in their homes, trembling in fear.

The vast courtyard was in chaos, littered with numerous bodies and blood. Everywhere, groups clad in battle robes and others in yellow attire with the character "禁" (jin, meaning "forbidden") embroidered on their clothes were engaged in fierce combat.

However, this intense battle was almost one-sided, with the group in battle robes being pushed back. Were their martial arts weak? Far from it. Their martial arts were overwhelming the guards of the Jin Yi Wei, but the numbers of the Jin Yi Wei were too great. Moreover, among them, about ten warriors in red attire were pressing the warriors in battle robes, their martial arts even more overwhelming.

At this moment, about a thousand figures in black attire flew in from somewhere and formed a battle formation. Their swift and precise movements revealed their well-trained nature. However, they merely stood by, taking no action. Nevertheless, the thick, sinister aura emanating from their bodies clearly indicated that they were not followers of the righteous path and that their martial arts were not weak, which was why they were not intervening in the chaos.

Once the tide of battle was determined, the group in red attire retreated. It seemed they no longer felt the need to intervene. One of them approached a young man in black attire with a handsome appearance and spoke.

"You're a bit late."

"Yes, but we probably don't need to intervene, Lord Haigong."

"Ha ha ha, but I called you here to take charge of the aftermath. Since the old man's subordinates are stationed nearby, even though they are suppressed by imperial decree, some might still rush here. How many did you bring?"

The young man in black replied confidently, "We brought two divisions of our sect. The Qianlang Division is here, and the Yanwang Division is waiting outside the city. If the Black Wind Sect's rebels come, the Yanwang Flute will handle them."

"Can you trust them?"

"Of course, Lord Haigong. If they can't handle it, they will request help, and then the Qianli Solitary Walker will lead a thousand wolves to finish them off. But if the Black Wind Sect is as strong as I estimate, even if they all come, they won't escape the Yanwang Flute's grasp. The touch of death..."

"Remarkable. For a single sect to have a division that surpasses the Black Wind Sect..."

"Ha ha ha, you flatter me. According to our intelligence, the Black Wind Sect's strength is on par with two of our divisions or the Heavenly Horse Blood Sword Division. But with all the leaders here and only subordinates left, they are like headless beasts, weak. Our sect, as the leader of the 100,000 evil sects, cannot exist without powerful strength, information, and strategy. Now that the most formidable figure has been weakened by the hands of Yin Xi, there should be no major problem. Rest assured, Lord Haigong."

Lord Haigong asked with interest, "The most formidable figure? Besides General Ok?"

"We helped Lord Haigong to eliminate another person this time. He is a rebel of our sect and a very dangerous figure."

Lord Haigong, even more intrigued, asked, "Is his martial arts strong?"

"Perhaps now he is my match... or slightly stronger."

"Ha ha ha, remarkable. If he is Ling Feigui, the famous expert of the Extreme Evil among the Four Heavenly Kings of the evil sect... I'm curious about this rebel. Who is he? Zhang Rengel?"

Ling Feigui replied respectfully, "No, Lord Haigong. He is the deputy leader, Mo Xiang."

"Mo Xiang? I've never heard of him..."

"Lord Haigong probably hasn't heard of him. He was our sect's secret weapon."

"Secret weapon?"

"Yes, his martial arts are probably on par with the sect leader now."

"Remarkable. We should now call him the Fifth Heavenly King."

"No, he has been eliminated by Yin Xi, so he remains the Fourth Heavenly King."

"Can Yin Xi handle a high-level expert like the sect leader? From her nickname, she seems to use drugs like the Confusion Drug or aphrodisiacs... to handle an absolute expert?"

"Ha ha ha, that's not the case. He has a fatal weakness."

"Weakness?"

"He foolishly practiced the Child Monk Technique. It was easy for us to eliminate him once we knew this, but if other sects tried to eliminate him, they would have shed a lot of blood without knowing this."

"Child Monk Technique? Ha ha ha, it would be better to become a eunuch to practice such martial arts."

Suddenly, a voice from the perimeter shouted, "A figure is approaching from the east at incredible speed."

"What?"

Indeed, a figure was approaching from the eastern sky at almost the speed of light, emitting a golden glow, looking like a golden comet. Lord Haigong muttered, "Golden Imperial Divine Step! Remarkable. I didn't expect to see an incomplete light-stepping technique..."

"Incomplete?"

"Many martial arts exist in the Imperial Arsenal besides the three great martial arts of the imperial palace. However, not all of them are complete. Some were abandoned as incomplete because the creators lacked the power or skill. But since they are incomplete, their power is less than the three great martial arts, and any imperial guard can learn them. But if completed, their power would surpass the three great martial arts. Who is this person? I've never heard of such a high-level expert in the imperial palace..."

"That's Mo Xiang. It seems Yin Xi failed. His martial arts are at the Hua Jing level, or in the worst case... Hey!"

Ling Feigui mumbled, calling the black-clad figure standing beside him. He didn't want to scare Lord Haigong by revealing the truth from the beginning.

"Yes!"

"Tell Han Zhongping to bring the Yanwang Division here."

"Understood!"

"Form the Qianlang Sword Formation!"

"Understood!"

Following Ling Feigui's orders, the Qianlang Sword Formation was formed. Lord Haigong, observing the formation, said in amazement, "What a formidable sword formation. Is it necessary to form such a formation?"

"Perhaps it's not enough..."

"What?"

"He once learned the Qianlang Sword Formation. If his memory returns..."

Lord Haigong, noticing a hint of fear on Ling Feigui's face, was inwardly shocked. If what he said was true, then Mo Xiang was slightly more powerful than Ling Feigui. But no one would feel such fear from someone only slightly more powerful.

'Something must be hidden from me. Given their martial arts, the Qianlang Division alone should be enough to crush the Black Wind Sect. But bringing the Yanwang Division as well...'

As Lord Haigong was puzzled, the golden figure rushed into the manor. Simultaneously, the strange figure drew a sword from his waist and began attacking without warning. Ling Feigui's heart, which had been pounding with the approaching figure, began to calm down.

'He doesn't remember the Qianlang Sword Formation. Then we have a chance.'

When he rushed in, Guoguang was almost bursting with anger and hatred. The bodies scattered around and the remaining 30 or so Black Wind Sect leaders... They were also surrounded by many yellow-clad warriors and didn't seem to last long. But once he drew his sword, his mind was drawn into the fierce and powerful formation, emitting a strong aura. There was no longer any thought of the Black Wind Sect or General Ok Yingzhen in his mind. Only how to attack the prey in front of him...

In an instant, the courtyard was filled with the whirlwinds of sword energy and sword wind. Lord Haigong carefully observed the battle between the Qianlang Division and the young man called Mo Xiang. If there was a conflict with the evil sect, this was a rare opportunity to study their martial arts, for which he was grateful to a god he didn't even believe in.

'Mo Xiang is using only imperial palace martial arts. I never thought the miscellaneous martial arts of the imperial palace could be so powerful. He definitely hasn't learned the three great martial arts of the imperial palace. Yet, he is this powerful... The Qianlang Division is also remarkable. The Qianlang Sword Formation is a simple formation. It has no ingenious traps or impressive techniques. It merely allows the warriors to use their full strength and distribute the pressure so that no one bears all of it. The formation itself is not powerful, but the skill of the swordsmen is beyond imagination. When a formation is powerful, it can collapse uncontrollably if broken, leading to destruction. But with such a weak formation, the only way to break it is to eliminate each swordsman... Not an easy task.'

As Lord Haigong marveled, the battle continued. Guoguang was accumulating small injuries from the continuous combat and began to grow anxious when he realized that even powerful techniques with added energy or sword techniques couldn't penetrate this formation. Continuing this way would be futile. Finally, his decision was pushed by five swordsmen attacking from behind, inflicting three minor injuries.

'If so, I have no choice. I'll use the strongest technique I know...'

"Roar!!"

A massive ball of energy erupted with terrifying momentum. The swordsmen hit by the energy ball turned into bloody pulp, and their swords shattered into pieces.

Boom... Boom...

"Ah!"

"Ugh!"

A radius of about 20 zhang (about 60 meters) around Guoguang was destroyed, and the energy balls turned about 200 lives into flesh fragments. About 300 more were severely injured and thrown back by the whirlwinds of energy and sword wind. Lord Haigong, witnessing this, shouted in shock.

"Breaking the Wilderness and Flowing the River with a Blade!"

Ling Feigui asked curiously, "What is Breaking the Wilderness and Flowing the River with a Blade?"

"It's also an incomplete martial art. The creator said it was theoretically possible but practically impossible... He is beyond human. But he can't use it again. It requires tremendous internal energy. He might have suffered some internal injuries..."

As many swordsmen turned into bloody pulp and the formation was destroyed, Guoguang rushed in, and many swordsmen were cut down by his sword techniques without resistance. At that moment, a middle-aged man in black shouted from the back.

"Form the Bailang Sword Formation!"

The swordsmen quickly gathered into five formations. Once the formations were re-established, Guoguang no longer had easy prey. Each formation surrounded Guoguang, attacking in turn, forming a continuous battle. Their intention was clear. Since they couldn't defeat Guoguang by skill, they aimed to wear him down through continuous combat. Guoguang began preparing to use his ultimate technique again. It didn't matter if his body was shattered; the fact that he could fight to the death made him even more excited.

"Roar!!"

A massive ball of energy erupted with terrifying momentum.

Boom... Boom...

"Ah!"

"Ugh!"

Having suffered a severe blow the first time, they quickly retreated when they saw the eerie blue glow from Guoguang's sword. The damage was less than before, but Ling Feigui, watching this, was not pleased. The Qianlang Division, one of the elite forces of the evil sect, was almost annihilated. Lord Haigong, unable to bear it, said, "Remarkable. To use Breaking the Wilderness and Flowing the River with a Blade twice in a row... But his body must be a mess, and his internal energy must be greatly depleted. If we don't eliminate him now, we will regret it for eternity."

"You're right, Lord Haigong. But I should warn you... If his martial arts change, run as fast as you can without looking back."

Lord Haigong looked skeptical.

"Change his martial arts?"

"After suffering a critical blow, he lost his memory and can't use our sect's martial arts."

Lord Haigong laughed derisively.

"Hmm, you're overreacting. High-level martial arts are all the same... Almost indistinguishable. Whether he uses imperial palace martial arts or evil sect martial arts, there's no significant difference..."

"That's not true. If he awakens, he will regain not only his martial arts but also the realm he achieved. That's the problem."

"Realm?"

"Yes, he was a master of the Tamo realm, even the sect leader couldn't handle him."

Lord Haigong, shocked, asked, "Tamo? The Xian Jing realm?"

"Yes, the Xian Jing realm."

"Then we can't let him live."

At that moment, a black-clad warrior rushed in.

"Report."

"What is it? Where is the Yanwang Flute?"

"The Yanwang Division is currently in battle with the Black Wind Sect. Despite the loss of their commander, they are fighting fiercely, and it will take about two hours to defeat them..."

Enraged, Ling Feigui shouted, "Go! Tell Han Zhongping that it's more dangerous here and to retreat after defeating them, not to pursue, and to come as quickly as possible."

"Understood!"

Ling Feigui, watching the black-clad figure speed away, muttered, "Things are getting complicated. If I had known, I would have brought the Heavenly Horse Blood Sword Division... Now, I have no choice but to step in myself."