After Zhu Zaiyu lured out the Chuanxin Monk, Shi Feiyang stopped.

All he could do at the moment was just that, the rest could be left to others.

As the Chuanxin Monk left Taihang Mountain and flew towards Kongtong Mountain, he passed a valley halfway there. Suddenly, a blood-red sword Qi soared through the air from within the valley, almost slicing his escaping light into pieces.

Chuanxin Monk was shocked. With his cultivation level, there were not many Flying Sword Magical Treasures in the world that could pierce through his escaping light in one strike, let alone unintentionally, which was even more formidable.

Moreover, the sword light was tinged with a blood aura, and inside it seemed vaguely to contain layers upon layers of numerous Heavenly Demon Illusions; it was clearly an exceptional Demon Sword, which piqued Chuanxin Monk's curiosity even more.

The Demon Monk stopped his escaping light and looked down, only to see a Dharma Platform for refining Flying Sword Magical Treasures in the middle of the valley.

A monk in a kasaya was performing sword refining in front of the Dharma Platform.

A Demon Sword was enshrined on the Dharma Platform, rotating slowly, emitting light, and occasionally releasing a fierce sword Qi straight into the sky.

"Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword!" Chuanxin Monk, being knowledgeable, recognized immediately that this sword was the famously notorious Immortal Slaying Demon Sword of old times.

Observing the sword-refining monk's techniques, they were clearly those of the late Master Changmei.

Ren Shou's disciples and grand-disciples had also learned to cultivate magic and refined such a ferocious Demon Sword!

Chuanxin Monk was first surprised, then he thought of Blood God Deng Yin and soon felt relieved. It was destined that each generation of their lineage would have someone who would betray their master and fall into the Demon Path.

Blood God, despite being well-rooted, still cultivated the terrifying "Blood God Scripture" that struck fear into everyone. With this in mind, Ren Shou's disciple refining the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword did not seem unusual anymore.

He was already prepared to take revenge on Master Changmei's disciples and grand-disciples and upon seeing this peerless Demon Sword, he could no longer restrain himself, directly casting a Demon Light that enveloped the entire Dharma Platform.

The monk refining the sword below looked up at him, drifted backward, and landed firmly on the opposite cliff: "Who are you? Why do you disturb my sword refining?"

Chuanxin Monk descended slowly onto the Dharma Platform, where the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword was still slowly rotating, its tip emitting streams of Sword Evil that sliced his Demon Light apart. He was not alarmed but delighted, the more formidable the sword, the happier he was.

"I am Chuanxin Monk, have you heard of me? Are you Ren Shou's disciple? Ren Shou is no longer here, and you have fallen so low!"

That monk was actually Zen Master Xiao Yue, who had previously saved the Ape Demon from a thousand miles away and did not return to the Star Constellations Sea but, as instructed by Deng Yin, set up a Dharma Platform in this valley. Then he suddenly acted, releasing the twelve secret Demon Divine Evils, trapping the Ape Demon inside and forcefully refining its physical body while restoring the Demon Sword's true nature and then refining the Demon Sword on the Dharma Platform.

Deng Yin also knew that if the Conch Leaf Talisman emerged early, it could pose a significant threat to him, almost impossible to escape from the Liangyi Dust Formation. Even if he escaped, the opponent could use the Conch Leaf Talisman to reverse the time and space and return him back to the bottom of the Star Constellations Sea.

Therefore, though he loathed Shi Feiyang, he still maintained a high level of tacit understanding with him, having Zen Master Xiao Yue keep the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword here, waiting.

Hearing the other party announce his name as Chuanxin Monk, Zen Master Xiao Yue no longer disputed: "Since you want this sword, I might as well let you take it, but I fear you dare not take it, for you may invite calamity."

Chuanxin Monk sneered: "Do you think I do not recognize this sword? The Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword may affect others' minds, but it can't affect mine. I possess the ability to control swords! Normally, I would slay the disciples and grand-disciples of Ren Shou at the mere sight of them, skinning and extracting souls are all within the bounds of discussion for any slight disrespect. Do not provoke me with your words. Seeing that I have obtained this sword from you, I will spare your life this time. But if we meet again, you will not have a chance to live!"

Zen Master Xiao Yue, pretending to be discontented, flicked his robe and a white cloud rose from the ground, lifting him into the sky as he flew toward the West.

Chuanxin Monk, quite pleased with himself, took the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword. His own Flying Sword had been destroyed by the Green Rope Sword during a duel with Master Changmei years ago. Over the years, he felt his Technique Divine Power was no longer beneath Master Changmei, but without a good sword, he had not dared to come out of hiding.

"If I had this Immortal Slaying Demon Sword earlier, I would have come out to seek revenge on Ren Shou long ago!"

Chuanxin Monk then used the Dharma Platform previously set up by Zen Master Xiao Yue to refine the sword once more before heading to Kongtong Mountain with the sword.

As it stood, Po Tou Monk held one Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword, and Chuanxin Monk held another; Tian Can and Di Que wielded super nuclear weapons in the form of Mixed Element Qi balls. Together with the Kongtong Sect, West Kun Mountain's malicious folks, they were enough to overwhelm two elderly nuns.

The only concern was that the Evil Demon humans were all greedy and selfish, scheming against each other, and it was very likely that Tian Can and Di Que would clash with Po Tou and Chuanxin first. In the original narrative, a large number of those from deviant sects fought amongst themselves, providing an opportunity for the disciples of the Orthodox Sect.

However, at this moment, Shi Feiyang decided to let Deng Yin micro-manage the situation—deciding who would enter the battlefield first and who would enter last, timing everyone's arrival perfectly. Arriving a moment too early could lead them to fight amongst themselves, and arriving a moment too late could mean their own faction would have been decimated, adding only fuel to their foes' strategy.

Shi Feiyang trusted Deng Yin to execute this well; he merely provided some strategic assistance by breaking through the Heavenly Numbers masked by Buddhist Law that Fen Tuo Master had set up, allowing Deng Yin to uncover the truth and adjust the plans in time.

The Yuan River battlefield was the first to be prepared, but the last to commence.

The real treasure-snatching moment, which was the time it took to lift up the Golden Ship, spanned half a day, during which all duels took place.

When the action started here, by the Illusion Wave Pool, Xuanyuan Dharma King had already furiously decided to destroy the Illusion Wave Pool, shattering Yihuan Ridge, and with his own power, wildly bombarded the Five Palaces Five Escapes, forcing the Emei Sect to deploy the Liangyi Dust Formation. On Kongtong Mountain's side, the two monks and two nuns also reached a fever pitch in their battle.

Additionally, constant interfences in Mingyu Immortal Market's magical duels occurred, while overseas, at the intersection of the two northern seas, Iron Saber Gorge's Immortal Cave below Mirror Sky Lake in Pan Luo's Immortal Mansion was breached by younger disciples of Emei Sect. They retrieved many Magical Treasures left by the ancient Immortal Pan Luo from three thousand years ago, among them the additional four small clusters of Purple and Blue Duoluo Fire that the Fallen Immortal had brought down to the Lower Realm.

Bai Guanhong, with the Golden Spider, stood on the rainbow bridge that Shi Feiyang had once constructed over the river using Five-Colored Divine Sand, spewing spider silk downwards into the river. The silk plunged into the water, wound around the ship, and forcibly dragged it upwards, bit by bit pulling it out of the whirlpool.

When the Golden Ship emerged, the radiant light immediately turned a section of the river golden.

Long Meng and Wu Longzi revealed their true forms, one on the left and the other on the right, their claws grasping the rock walls to help tug at the spider silk, pulling the Golden Ship.

Jiang Shu, donned in a blue robe, stood on the bridge, his expression stern. He knew the importance of this treasure retrieval; both in terms of qualifications and mana, he was no match for Ling Hun. His elder brother entrusting him with this task was a tremendous show of faith, one that he couldn't let down. This treasure retrieval had no room for failure, only success!

At his sides were Yuan Hua, Lin Han, Shi Sheng, and others, guarding against Demon Humans attacking from underwater. Cui Wugu led some disciples upstream, while Ling Hun led others downstream.

The reason for this arrangement was due to two particularly difficult adversaries who were expected to interfere with the Golden Ship's retrieval today:

One was from Great Snow Mountain's Eight Reversals Peak—Du Mang of Snow Mountain, an old charm with Seven-Finger Divine Demon. He possessed the Two-Mind Divine Skill, capable of creating illusions to make calculating his actions impossible. Cui Wugu was positioned upstream specifically to guard against him.

The other were the spousal Divine Monarchs from East Sea, who not only possessed high mana but also refined the Daoist Technique capable of crumbling mountains and splitting the earth. Once deployed, within a thousand li upstream and downstream of the Yuan River, mountains would collapse and rivers would erupt, turning everything into a muddy chaos. Ling Hun, who was stationed upstream to guard against this couple, knew that since Shi Feiyang had taken the Cosmic Spirit Shuttle from his disciple years ago, they had refined other treasures of a nuclear level. Although these were not as devastating as the original Cosmic Spirit Shuttle, capable of obliterating thousands of li, they were still disastrously powerful.

As the Golden Ship surfaced, the radiance shot up to the heavens and dyed the river below. Jiang Shu, after giving some instructions to Yuan Hua, leapt from the bridge and dived towards the golden ship below.

The moment his feet touched the deck, the surrounding environment abruptly changed as winds whipped up and clouds swirled. Without seeing where it came from, the air suddenly darkened, the sunshine quickly dimmed, and in an instant, the sky plunged into night. Out of nowhere, streams of Mystics Yin Black Evil surged with copious amounts of Black Evil Silk gushing forth.

Black Evil Silk, primarily originating from Earth Core Evil Qi mixed with various rotting essences, was a specialty of many left-handed practitioners, each refining their version differently.

These that appeared today varied widely in quality, from thick as a human arm to hair-fine in grey-white, swarming the sky like a spider-web.

The thicker the Black Evil Silk, the lower its grade; the finer it was, the higher the fire control in its refinement. It was said that in the past, the Heavenly Lustful Sect Leader refined Black Evil Silk so fine and clear that it was invisible under sunlight, and it only took a single strand to tie down an Earth Immortal Nascent Soul, controlling them like walking a dog from thousands of miles away, forcing their subordination.

Now, the Black Evil Silks were a mixed bag, varying from thick to thin, but the quantity was vast, like squeezing out hundreds of worm nests, gushing out in massive clumps. Regardless of thickness, they seemed alive, continuously writhing and swaying, their tips instinctively locking onto living targets seeking breath.

The newly initiated, less experienced disciples below were terrified by this spectacle, their faces pale as ghost.

"Master of the Mystics Yin Sect is here!" Yuan Hua raised his eyebrows, recognizing this as the Evil Corpse Gu Chen that his master had repeatedly instructed about. He swiftly looked around from east to west, quickly locking on a direction with his Fire Eyes. He took out the Jade Scroll handed down from the old master Mao Gong, held it in his right hand, formed a seal with his left, and pointed forward. A white beam shot out from the front of the Jade Scroll, piercing through, causing the Black Evil Silks to contort like worms on fire, avoiding its path until it exposed a black cloud a thousand zhang away.

Wrapped within that cloud was a fiery-eyed, ink-green, black-haired zombie. Its emaciated form bore a skull-like face wrapped in skin, with long arms and claws, enveloped by a formidable aura of red flame, green fire, and black mist.

Seeing that Yuan Hua could pinpoint its exact location, the monster was slightly shocked before it howled angrily, releasing a pitch-black Sword Evil and waving its Mystics Yin Beast-Gathering Banner downward.

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