#274 - It's almost time.

Looking at the cultivators that had inexplicably appeared in the sky above.

The cultivators within the Heavenly Mystery Sect were all dumbfounded.

Judging from the spiritual pressure emanating from them, the cultivation realms of these cultivators were extremely high!

Moreover, they had emerged from a mountain, seemingly harboring a grudge against the Heavenly Mystery Sect.

Was the Heavenly Mystery Sect imprisoning these cultivators?

When did the Heavenly Mystery Sect become so capable?

"Wait, could that man be Tang Long?"

In Hundred Spring Plains, an old man looked in surprise at the unpredictable figure of a cultivator.

"Tang Long? Who is Tang Long?" A disciple beside the old man asked.

The old man shook his head: "Tang Long was a legendary thief from two thousand years ago, from the royal palaces of the Ten Great Human Dynasties to the Four Great Sacred Grounds and Five Great Sects, there was nothing he dared not steal.

Therefore, Tang Long was wanted and hunted down by the Sacred Grounds and Sects.

Rumor had it that Tang Long was eventually besieged and killed, his soul scattered from then on.

Everyone thought he was dead, but unexpectedly, he was actually imprisoned in the Heavenly Mystery Sect."

"Senior Brother Qin! Is that you? Senior Brother Qin!"

An old man in the Nascent Soul Realm looked at Qin Feng, who was wielding a spear and charging back and forth in the sky, his eyes flickering, even tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, as he shouted loudly.

"How do you know my name?" Qin Feng glanced at the old man on the ground, "Who are you?"

"Senior Brother Qin Feng! I am Lin Jiang!" The old man named Lin Jiang's eyes blurred, "Don't you remember me?"

"Lin Jiang... Lin Jiang..." Qin Feng kept chanting this name, feeling very familiar, but the time had passed for too long, and he couldn't remember at all.

Lin Jiang continued to add: "At that time, I was an inner disciple in the Peerless Divine Spear Sect. I once asked you for guidance on spear techniques, and you said that if I worked hard, I would at least be able to enter the Nascent Soul Realm."

"It's you..." Qin Feng remembered, "You're still alive?"

"Alive, I'm still alive, not only me, but also a total of fifty disciples from the Peerless Divine Spear Sect are alive. After the Peerless Divine Spear Sect was destroyed, we disciples rebuilt it, and the current Sect Master is your younger brother—Qin Ling."

Qin Feng's figure swayed slightly. He, who was always calm, even had a trembling tone: "Qin Ling, he... is also still alive?"

"Yes, Senior Brother," Lin Jiang quickly nodded, "Although our Peerless Divine Spear Sect is no longer as glorious as before, it is now getting better and better."

"Good, good, good!"

Qin Feng raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief, as if the depression of these years had vanished: "You rebuilt the sect, and I didn't give a gift. After I take Xia He's head, I will congratulate you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng took a step forward, merging with the ordinary spear, and the spear energy wrapped around Qin Feng's body, turning into a white dragon, and charged towards Xia He.

Besides Qin Feng and Tang Long, some other cultivators imprisoned in Three Stone Peak were also recognized to varying degrees.

They were all influential figures a thousand years ago. Even if they had disappeared for a thousand years, many juniors didn't recognize them, but some old fellows knew very well.

Looking at Xu Cang and the others who were attacking him, Xia He knew that he had reached the final moment.

However, there was no trace of panic in Xia He's eyes.

He had been preparing for today for so long, deducing it thousands of times, how could he not leave any trump cards for himself?

Xia He took out a black dagger, raised his head, and looked at the Minotaur Evil Demon in the sky: "I agree to the previous proposal."

"Heh heh heh heh..." The Minotaur made a "hehehe" sound, "You should have done this earlier, otherwise you wouldn't have so much trouble."

Xia He inserted the black dagger into his heart.

Black aura continuously emanated from Xia He's chest, and the Evil Demon Minotaur retracted its head into the void.

The crack in the sky actually closed.

But the next moment, a giant hand suddenly reached out from behind Xia He.

This giant hand tightly gripped Xia He!

The black energy on the giant hand drilled into Xia He's eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

Xu Cang and the others had just approached, but an invisible barrier bounced everyone away.

"Damn it, did this guy even sell his soul?" Xu Cang spat.

"Old Master, what's going on?" Zhou Wanfeng walked to Xu Cang's side.

Xu Cang frowned: "I don't know what means Xia He used to collude with an emperor among the Evil Demons. He is trying to obtain the power of the Evil Demon at the cost of selling his soul."

Listening to Xu Cang's explanation, Zhou Wanfeng frowned, looked at Xu Cang, and spat: "So disgusting!"

"Boom!"

A burst of black storm exploded, and the ominous aura of the Evil Demon shook away.

"Don't disappoint me."

Above the sky, a hollow voice sounded again.

As the voice dissipated, the giant hand also gradually disappeared.

Xia He slowly opened his eyes.

Black flames enveloped Xia He's body, and his eyes were empty, as if his eyeballs had been dug out by someone.

"Tch!"

Xu Cang curled his lips, feeling that it had become tricky.

But Xu Cang was still the first to rush forward. Xu Cang slashed at Xia He's head with a sword, but Xia He raised his hand and directly blocked Xu Cang's sword.

The mountain behind Xia He was split in half by Xu Cang's penetrating sword energy, but Xia He himself was completely unharmed.

Xu Cang frowned.

If it were before, how could the other party dare to take this sword? My strength has indeed declined too much, and I need time to recover.

"You, all must die!"

Xia He punched Xu Cang back, and with a thought, the three great immortal weapons of the Heavenly Mystery Sect all revolved around Xia He.

The three great immortal weapons of the Heavenly Mystery Sect resonated, and Baiyun and the sky opened a gap, and black storms raged in the Heavenly Mystery Sect.

"Kill him! He is summoning the Demon Lord!"

After Xu Cang finished speaking, he stepped forward again. Qin Feng and the others were not idle either, and constantly launched attacks on Xia He.

Everyone knew what the Demon Lord summoned by Xu Cang symbolized.

The strength of a Demon Lord is equivalent to the Ascension Realm.

Their group was far from reaching their peak state. If the Demon Lord were to descend at this time, without a cultivator in the Ascension Realm to guard the area, the surrounding tens of thousands of miles would be razed to the ground!

However, within Xia He's body, those black energies formed a barrier, blocking them all fifty meters away.

"Hehehe, it's time for this seat to come out and play."

Above the sky, a hollow voice sounded again.

A huge humanoid monster wearing armor grabbed the crack in the sky with its hand.

"Damn it."

Zhou Wanfeng frowned tightly, staring intently at the huge figure.

"The time is almost up."

Just when everyone felt that the situation was hopeless.

A light and pleasant female voice gently spread out.