Translator: AnubisTL
Faced with True Yang Daoist’s declaration, the three major demonic path sects imdiately mobilized.
What had previously been dismissed as unreliable rumors was now confird: the Pure Yang Physique truly existed and had even made a move!
In an instant, the patriarchs of the Blood Spirit Sect, Yin Puppet Sect, and Ghost Sword Sect all stirred into action.
Their sole purpose was to locate the Pure Yang Physique’s whereabouts.
"They’ve hidden themselves well," Zhujiu Yin, the ancestor of the Yin Puppet Sect, said with a dark expression. "I ordered my disciples to scour all of Xu Province, but we couldn’t find True Yang Daoist anywhere."
Beside him, the Rakshasa Demon Lord, ancestor of the Blood Spirit Sect, chuckled sinisterly. "Heh heh heh, at least we can confirm one thing: the Pure Yang Physique truly exists."
That confirmation was all they needed.
The Pure Yang Physique was a natural nesis of demonic and heretical paths. Its daoist arts and divine abilities, manifested from pure yang power, possessed an innate and overwhelming restraint against demonic path cultivators.
No demonic path cultivator would willingly stand by and watch such a cultivator grow stronger. It would inevitably an being overshadowed by them in the future.
Zhujiu Yin said in a deep voice, "Thanks to Gui Li, after the destruction of Jade Bamboo Valley, only the Taiyi Sect and Carefree Sect remain to be dealt with. Let’s strike with our full force and wipe out these two sects in one final push. The Great Wilderness Domain will then be completely pacified."
However, the Rakshasa Demon Lord shook his head. "Let’s put that aside for now," he said. "Even if we manage to annihilate the Taiyi Sect and Carefree Sect, what if we still fail to find the Pure Yang Physique?"
At these words, Zhujiu Yin’s brows furrowed deeply.
It was a valid concern. If they launched a full-scale assault and completely crushed the righteous path, but the Pure Yang Physique managed to escape, they would likely never sleep soundly again.
The existence of the Pure Yang Physique remained a thorn in their side.
Of course, the Rakshasa Demon Lord had left so unspoken concerns unsaid. Naly, that after the righteous path forces were wiped out, there would likely be no one left to restrain the Ghost Sword Sect.
He was deeply wary of Gui Li, who now wielded the Four Symbols Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron.
"Then what should we do? Are we really going to let that brat Gui Fan take up the challenge?" Zhujiu Yin asked, his brow furrowed.
"It seems we have no choice. Let Gui Fan accept the challenge and lure out the Pure Yang Physique. Once he reveals himself, everything will be much easier," the Rakshasa Demon Lord sneered.
"The problem is, True Yang Daoist isn’t an idiot. Would he really fall for such an obvious trap?"
Although True Yang Daoist had initiated the duel, he was clearly no fool and wouldn’t willingly put himself in danger.
"First, let’s consult with Gui Li."
Several days passed. Before the demonic path could even respond, True Yang Daoist issued another public declaration:
"Heh, you demonic fiends can stop wasting your energy trying to find . If I discover any more spies you’ve sent, I’ll abandon the Great Wilderness Domain and vanish into the horizon forever!"
Though his words sounded cowardly, they sent a chill down the spines of the three demonic sects.
The Pure Yang Physique’s aning was crystal clear: if he sensed danger, he would flee imdiately, biding his ti until his cultivation reached its peak, then return to settle scores one by one!
It must be said, his words had truly struck a nerve with the demonic path ancestors.
Even if they annihilated the Taiyi Sect and Carefree Sect, what would they gain?
If they failed to eradicate the root of the problem, a cataclysmic disaster would inevitably erupt in the future—a scenario none of them wished to witness.
Finally, the demonic path, left with no other choice, made their decision!
The Ghost Sword Sect publicly announced that Gui Fan was ready to accept the challenge!
Gui Fan himself proclaid arrogantly:
"Choose the ti and place—I will sacrifice Pure Yang Blood to my Demonic Sword and achieve supre glory!"
These words sent shockwaves through the entire immortal cultivation world!
Gui Fan had accepted the challenge!
"To sacrifice the blood of a Pure Yang Physique to his Demonic Sword... truly, the young sect master of the Ghost Sword Sect lives up to his reputation for extraordinary ambition!"
"This is likely just a ploy to lure out the enemy."
"I agree. Throughout history, who has ever dared claim they could overpower a Pure Yang Physique within the sa cultivation realm?"
"Will the Pure Yang Physique really engage in battle? If he reveals himself, he’ll face not only Gui Fan but also the murderous intent of several demonic path giants!"
"If I were him, I’d just flee the Great Wilderness Domain and return to seek revenge after achieving greater cultivation."
"Easy to say, but abandoning his sect like that would leave a lingering knot in his heart, hindering his future progress. How could he ever succeed in nascent soul formation with such ntal turmoil?"
"..."
While countless cultivators in the Great Wilderness Domain debated how True Yang Daoist should respond, two individuals remained detached from the entire affair.
In the Polar Ice Plains, Li Qing and Shen Ningbing continued their relentless search for True Lord Bing Yun’s trail.
Through their unwavering efforts, they finally glimpsed a glimr of hope.
"These ice crystal fragnts..."
Li Qing’s divine soul stirred slightly as his divine sense detected peculiar ice shards scattered across the ice plains.
These fragnts differed significantly from ordinary ice crystals. Instead of being frozen to the ground, they lay scattered independently across the icy surface.
Upon hearing Li Qing’s ssage, Shen Ningbing swiftly flew over from a nearby location.
Her beautiful eyes gazed down at the fragnts of ice crystals, their color deeper and more intense than ordinary ice. A flicker of emotion finally crossed her face.
"This is..."
Indeed, these were the unique ice crystals that could only be condensed through cultivating the Ice Extre True Manual.
Shen Ningbing had previously used these distinctive crystals to freeze a golden fire crow’s tail feather, effectively concealing the absence of pure yang power within it from outsiders.
Following the trail of ice crystal fragnts, the pair ventured deeper into the ice plains.
Finally, they stopped at a fissure in the ice layer.
"The trail ends here!" Li Qing frowned, staring into the deep crevice.
He slowly extended his divine sense power, probing downward with his formidable spiritual energy.
Unfortunately, the fissure was exceptionally deep, and even his powerful divine sense couldn’t fully explore its depths.
Shen Ningbing, however, could no longer contain herself. Her expression hardened as she stared into the icy chasm.
Seeing this, Li Qing sighed inwardly. He knew his junior sister wouldn’t rest until she personally descended into the fissure.
"Junior sister, let’s call out first. What if there’s a response?"
Shen Ningbing nodded and imdiately shouted into the dark crevice:
"Master! Ningbing is here! Are you down there, Master?"
Only Shen Ningbing’s clear, cold voice echoed back, with no further response.
(End of the Chapter)
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