Chapter 60

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Led by Yin Tianjue, twelve Yin Clan elders held the flags of the Doushu Tian Fire Breaking Array, commanding 4,900 Yin Clan members to form the great array. The void suddenly darkened, and specks of starlight appeared in the daylight. Thin, pea-green beams of starlight smoke fell from the sky, plunging straight into the silver-green light mist stirred up by the great array.

Yin Xuege and several other young bloods who were allowed to enter the Jade Flower Small World to "observe" stood within the great array. He saw dense light mists rolling around him, feeling his body become light, with a dull sound of waves crashing in his ears. Suddenly, a large area of light and shadow flashed before his eyes.

It was as if countless meteors were shooting towards them, and amidst the piercing 'swoosh' sounds, the massive Breaking Array trembled violently. The faces of Yin Tianjue and the other twelve Yin Clan elders controlling the Breaking Array turned pale. Their demonic power flowed out like a receding tide, and in just a few breaths, they had already expended seventy percent of their demonic power.

Jiang Ruren, struggling to hold the massive Tianji Compass, moved forward a few steps with great difficulty, as if a pregnant woman carrying multiple fetuses. He bit his tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto the Tianji Compass. Jiang Ruren rapidly recited a few incantations, and the massive compass suddenly spewed out patterns of the Eight Trigrams, with images of mountains, rivers, clouds, and thunder bursting forth.

The green light column spewed out by the compass activated the entire Breaking Array, enveloping thousands of Yin Clan members and over a hundred Jiang Clan members, transforming them into a dense cloud of starlight mist that rushed into the white jade wall. Everyone felt a heavy force pressing down on their bodies, even powerful figures like Jiang Ruren and Yin Tianjue were pressed to the point of bleeding from their lips and teeth, and their breathing became extremely difficult.

"Something's not right! These Eastern cultivators aren't telling the truth!" A young Yin Clan member standing next to Yin Xuege leaned over and muttered softly. This young member, who was about the same height as Yin Xuege and looked gentle and weak, was actually the Prince of Faenborg, who had reversed his youth using a blood demon secret technique. He had suppressed his strength to the level of a young child, and his appearance and physique had transformed into that of a twelve-year-old boy.

Although his appearance had changed, Faenborg's experience and knowledge remained intact. As a blood demon grandmaster who had reached the rank of prince before the decline of the Dharma era, Faenborg had participated in dozens of large-scale wars with Eastern cultivators and had seen countless immortal and Daoist techniques.

"What's not right?" Yin Xuege, suppressed by the terrifying force around him, was struggling to breathe, and his vision was blackening. He couldn't help but admire Prince Faenborg, who, despite suppressing his strength to the level of a young child, could still speak so easily. Truly, he was a thousand-year-old monster.

"Those Eastern cultivators said this is a cave left by their ancestors! If so, it should be a mature, accessible portal for cultivators! Why is there such a strong suppressing and repelling force?" Faenborg's eyes glowed with bloodlight, and his fangs slightly protruded from his lips as he gave a sinister smile.

"Even if the cave was sealed for hundreds of years due to changes in the world, the restrictions near the portal wouldn't change! If the restrictions were set by the ancestors of the Jiang family, they wouldn't lack the method to open the portal normally. But feel this immense pressure; they didn't use the correct method to open it, but instead forced their way in!"

Faenborg's hands were tucked into his sleeves, and he glanced around with a flickering gaze, muttering to himself, "Little one, be prepared. This place, hehe, is strange! These Eastern people aren't telling the truth!"

Yin Xuege instantly became alert. If this Jade Flower Small World was truly a cave left by the ancestors of the Jiang family, then everything would be fine. But if, as Faenborg suggested, this cave had nothing to do with the Jiang family, then the situation could be very complicated.

Narrowing his eyes, he quickly glanced around and reached into his sleeve, gripping the three blood thunderbolts given to him by Yin Tianjue.

Suddenly, a faint immortal sound came, followed by nine consecutive thunderclaps. The pressure around them suddenly eased, and their light bodies suddenly felt heavy as they stepped onto solid ground.

The surroundings were a blur of light and shadow, gradually revealing a scene of green mountains and clear waters. The rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards them, and the spiritual energy here was at least a hundred times more concentrated than in the outside world. The spiritual energy condensed into tiny droplets, forming a fine mist that rained down, and everyone felt a sudden surge of energy.

Before Yin Xuege and the others could take in the scenery, a low tiger roar came from the nearby forest. A black tiger, with a body as black as ink, rushed out with a gust of foul wind, its paws as large as baskets, and swiped at the nearest Yin Clan baron.

"Reprobate, dare you!" Jiang Ruren coldly snorted, dropping the heavy Tianji Compass. He formed a sword finger with his right hand and lightly waved it. A lotus-shaped green sword qi spewed from his fingertips. A thin, hair-like green sword light flashed, slicing through the black tiger's neck and severing its head in one stroke.

A gush of blood spurted out, and the black tiger let out a惨嚎 and fell to the ground, its head rolling a long distance. The headless body of the black tiger lunged forward several meters, knocking over several Yin Clan warriors before collapsing.

The rich scent of blood spread, and the Yin Clan members, sensing the energy-rich blood, instinctively swallowed their saliva. The black tiger wasn't very strong, but its blood energy was extremely abundant, making it highly tempting to the Yin Clan members.

From the dense forest where the black tiger had emerged, a rustling sound of grass and leaves came. A white python, about thirty meters long and as thick as a rice bowl, cautiously poked its head out of the forest, looked around, and then turned to flee. Clearly, this python and the black tiger were both guardian beasts of the cave. The black tiger, being rash, had been killed by Jiang Ruren, while the python, being more cunning, immediately fled upon seeing its companion's death.

"Where are you going? Come back here!" Jiang Ruren coldly snorted, pulling out a yellow handkerchief from his sleeve and tossing it into the air. A fragrant wind rose, and a bald giant several meters tall laughed loudly as he emerged from the handkerchief.

The giant, whose upper body was clearly flesh-like and whose lower body was misty, flashed to the python in a few steps. With a loud laugh, he grabbed the python by its throat.

The python struggled frantically, but the giant's fingers tightened, and the python's tongue flicked out, its body going limp and motionless. The giant, enveloped in a yellow mist, flew back and threw the python to the ground with a thud.

The ground shook as the python's thirty-meter-long body hit the ground solidly.

Jiang Tuochen slowly walked to the python, drew his sword, and lightly tapped the python's head. "What a fine serpent, you've developed quite a bit. Black tigers are common, but this serpent has the potential to transform into a dragon, making it a rare treasure. We can take it back."

Jiang Ruren carefully examined the python for a while, made a hand seal, and released a beam of light that circled the python. He then nodded slowly. "There's nothing strange about it. We can take it back safely."

The python, hearing Jiang Ruren and Jiang Tuochen's words, twitched its body, slowly raised its head, and two large tears rolled down its eyes. It gently nodded nine times, clearly showing its respect.

But the python's joy was short-lived. Yin Tianjue coughed heavily. "Fellow Daoists, as we agreed, the magical artifacts and cultivation manuals in this cave belong to the Jiang family. But all other items, including the dead tiger and the live python, should belong to the Yin Clan, right?"

Jiang Ruren and Jiang Tuochen were taken aback. Jiang Tuochen slapped his forehead and burst into laughter.

Kicking the python's head lightly, Jiang Tuochen pointed at Yin Tianjue and laughed. "Serpent, your fortune has come! You've found a good master, ha! Unfortunately, though I like you, we have no karmic connection!"

The white python turned its head in confusion, just in time to see Yin Tianjue nodding at it with a smile.

Compared to the two Jiang Clan elders, who exuded a clear and moral aura, Yin Tianjue, though young and handsome, was surrounded by a strong aura of evil. His dark and sinister energy was as prominent as a blazing bonfire at night, drawing attention.

Tears streamed down the python's eyes, and its head fell heavily to the ground, adopting a self-destructive and resigned posture. The python, with its keen sense of self-preservation, knew that following the Jiang family might lead to enlightenment, but following the Yin Clan elders could mean being turned into snake soup at any moment.

Yin Tianmie 'cackled' a few times, flashed to the python, and grabbed its tail. A blood-red mist spewed from his palm, and the python let out a piercing cry. The mist passed over its body, and it rapidly shrank, soon becoming a white snake less than two feet long, weakly coiling around Yin Tianjue's wrist.

Jiang Ruren glanced at the white snake and smiled, bowing to Yin Tianmie. "Fellow Daoist, your technique is impressive."

Yin Tianmie modestly waved his hand. "Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. We, the evil and heretical, can only show off such minor tricks, which can't compare to the orthodox methods of the Jiang family!"

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