AWB Chapter 1066 The three Blood Demon Cult members were all killed like autumn leaves swept away by the
Chapter 1066 The three Blood Demon Cult members were all killed like autumn leaves swept away by the
"The Blood Demon Cult members are roaming the area like ghosts. We have already repelled their relentless attacks three times," Xie Zihu said gravely. "According to our reconnaissance, the Blood Demon Cult has gathered at least a hundred followers in this area. They seem to be searching for some rare treasure."
Yu Shuheng frowned, the black token he had taken from the Blood Demon Cult member flashing through his mind.
The strange runes engraved on the token resembled mysterious incantations, seemingly intricately connected to some ancient formation.
"Gentlemen," Yu Shuheng stood up, his gaze as firm as steel as he swept over the crowd, "It is no accident that the Blood Demon Sect has gathered so many people in the Mustard Seed Space. I suspect they may have discovered some ancient ruins, or are carrying out some extremely evil ritual. In any case, we must not let them run rampant."
“What Grand Preceptor Yu says is absolutely right!” Xie Zidie gripped her longsword tightly. “These Blood Demon Cultists treat human life like dirt, their hands stained with the blood of innocent people. Although our cultivation is low, we cannot sit idly by and watch them run rampant on our territory.”
“But… we only have a dozen or so people, while the other side has at least a hundred…” Xie Ziquan looked worried, his voice tinged with anxiety.
Yu Shuheng's lips curled into a confident smile: "It's not about the quantity of troops, but their quality. Although we are few in number, we are all elites who have cultivated the Xie family's techniques. Moreover, I already have a plan."
He moved to the window, pointed to a distant mountain peak, and said slowly, "There is a natural canyon there, with steep terrain, like an impregnable fortress, easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we can lure the Blood Demon Cult into the canyon and take advantage of the terrain, we might still have a fighting chance."
"But the key is, how can we get them to willingly enter the canyon?" Xie Ziyun succinctly pointed out the crux of the problem.
Yu Shuheng carefully took out the black token from his pocket: "I have studied the runes on this token. It is the identity token of the Blood Demon Sect. Through special methods, it can emit their internal signals."
Seeing everyone looking at him, Yu Shuheng smiled wickedly and slowly said, "If we create the illusion that the token owner is in danger, we should be able to attract some of the Blood Demon Cult members to come to the rescue."
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all nodded in agreement.
In the following days, everyone began to prepare with great tension, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Yu Shuheng, like an experienced general, methodically guided everyone to set up various traps, while Xie Zihu, like a brave warrior charging into battle, led the group to set up mechanisms in the canyon like a whirlwind.
Once everything was ready, Yu Shuheng carefully began to try to send out a distress signal according to the runes on the token.
In the dead of night, a strange red light shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption, forming a hideous and terrifying blood-red skull pattern in the night sky.
This is an emergency distress signal from the Blood Demon Cult. Like a burning meteor streaking across the night sky, cultists within a ten-mile radius will rush to its aid like a tidal wave.
Less than half an hour later, a series of hurried footsteps came from afar, as if a thousand troops were galloping in.
A group of about thirty Blood Demon cultists rushed toward the canyon like hungry wolves.
This time, the leader was a middle-aged man wearing a blood-red robe. His aura was as deep and powerful as an abyss, indicating that he was at least at the late stage of the Mahayana realm.
"The boss's distress signal came from this side!" A Blood Demon cultist shouted, pointing towards the canyon entrance like a hunting dog.
The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe snorted coldly, his voice echoing through the canyon like thunder: "Our boss is nothing but a piece of trash, how could he encounter danger here? Everyone come with me and see who has the audacity to mess with our Blood Demon Sect."
Once all the Blood Demon Cult members had entered the canyon, Yu Shuheng gave the order, which resounded like a cannonball in the canyon: "Attack!"
In an instant, countless boulders that had been prepared beforehand tumbled down from the mountain walls on both sides of the canyon like a flood bursting its banks.
At the same time, the Xie family members charged out from their ambush like a pack of tigers, unleashing a barrage of spells and hidden weapons like a dense rain.
"Not good, there's an ambush!" The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe's expression changed drastically, as if he had seen the end of the world approaching. He hurriedly activated his blood-fiend power, forming a blood-red barrier in front of him, like an indestructible shield.
However, the canyon was too narrow, and the Blood Demon Cult members were crammed together like caged birds, unable to form a proper formation.
The boulder crashed down, instantly injuring seven or eight people, leaving them with gaping wounds and a gruesome sight.
Taking advantage of the situation, the Xie family launched an attack. Xie Zihu's swordsmanship was as sharp as lightning. With one sword, he pierced the heart of a Blood Demon Cult member, as if he were reaping the life of his enemy.
"Kill! For those innocent civilians who died!" Xie Ziyun roared, charging into the enemy ranks like an enraged lion. His long sword flashed like a pack of ferocious cheetahs as he pounced on the enemy.
Yu Shuheng did not act rashly, but instead scanned the situation on the battlefield with his sharp, hawk-like eyes.
The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe was indeed a force to be reckoned with. Under his command, the Blood Demon Cultists gradually regained their footing like an iron torrent and began to launch a counterattack.
"Grand Preceptor Yu, that guy is too strong, our people are having a hard time dealing with him!" Xie Zilan shouted anxiously.
Yu Shuheng took a deep breath, and his spiritual energy surged to its limit like a raging wave: "It seems that I have no choice but to use that move."
His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, and a blue light gathered before him like a dazzling star.
This is the secret technique that the people in the dilapidated temple found in the Su family's library, the one that best utilizes their abilities – the "Azure Dragon Demon-Slaying Technique".
The "Azure Dragon Demon-Slaying Technique" is like a sharp sword, specifically designed to counter all kinds of evil forces.
Yu Shuheng is the World Tree, a gifted individual, like a rough gem. After being guided by Xuan Muzi for some time, his cultivation has progressed by leaps and bounds.
Yu Shuheng had only read the "Azure Dragon Destroying Evil Technique" once, yet he was already using it quite skillfully.
"Azure Dragon Breaks the Evil!"
A deafening dragon roar resounded, and a blue dragon shadow shot out from in front of Yu Shuheng like an arrow released from a bow. It carried an overwhelming and righteous aura, and rushed straight at the middle-aged man in the blood-red robe like Mount Tai crushing an egg.
The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe's expression changed drastically, as if he had lost his parents. He hurriedly burned his life essence to summon a blood-red banner.
As the banners unfurled, countless wronged souls flew out like demons, baring their fangs and claws in an attempt to block the Azure Dragon's attack.
But wherever the Azure Dragon passed, the wronged souls instantly melted away like snow meeting the sun, turning into nothingness. The blood-red banners also shattered inch by inch under the Azure Dragon's impact, like clay chickens and earthenware dogs.
"puff!"
The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe was struck head-on by the Azure Dragon like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of ink-black blood and flying backward.
Without their leader, the remaining Blood Demon cultists collapsed like headless flies.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the people in the dilapidated temple launched a counterattack like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey. In less than a quarter of an hour, all thirty Blood Demon cultists were killed like autumn leaves swept away by the wind.