Chapter 112 Demon Cultivators from Overseas

The "Xingxiu Sword Alliance" had been slow to make a move, likely waiting for their allies, the "Shengfeng Sect"! Yun Zhenting mused internally. According to intelligence from their spies, the "Xingxiu Sword Alliance" and the "Shengfeng Sect" had colluded, agreeing to jointly attack the Yun family's immortal mansion. The "Xingxiu Sword Alliance" was certainly waiting for the "Shengfeng Sect"! They were waiting for the wrong people! Yun Zhenting let out a cold laugh. When it came to the "Shengfeng Sect," the most memorable aspect was their "Six Thousand Elders"! Currently, throughout the entire Eastern Wasteland Mountain Range, the "Shengfeng Sect's Six Thousand Elders" were spoken of in legendary terms. Some insisted that the "Shengfeng Sect" wasn't exaggerating and that all six thousand of its elders were Golden Core cultivators, incredibly powerful! Others dismissed it as nonsense. It was a joke! The total number of Golden Core cultivators in the entire Eastern Wasteland Mountain Range might not even reach six thousand. Both sides held their opinions, leading to endless debate. For this very reason, Yun Zhenting had specifically sought out the "Senior" for clarification. Yun Zhenting was quite worried, after all. What if the "Shengfeng Sect" truly had six thousand Golden Core elders? The Yun family had a deep-seated feud with the "Shengfeng Sect"! The Yun family had been nearly wiped out by the "Shengfeng Sect" once. If the "Shengfeng Sect" could destroy the Yun family once, they would do it again. Regarding Yun Zhenting's concerns, the "Senior," Hao Ren, had assured him that there was no need to worry, absolutely no need! "Shengfeng Sect's Six Thousand Elders," heh heh... Hao Ren had replied to Yun Zhenting with just two words: "Fake goods!" That's right, all fake! The entire "Shengfeng Sect," apart from their Sect Master, True Lord Zhuang Bi, had no cultivators who had reached the "Golden Core stage." The "Shengfeng Sect's Six Thousand Elders" consisted of a very small number of Foundation Establishment cultivators and the rest were mere "Qi Refining first layer," "Qi Refining second layer" riff-raff. Upon learning the truth, Yun Zhenting felt his emotions stabilize! The "Shengfeng Sect" was not worth mentioning! ... While Yun Zhenting was lost in thought, a commotion suddenly erupted from the direction of the mountain gate. "What right does the Yun family have to occupy this immortal mansion's ruins? Get out, all of you! This place belongs to me, cough cough cough..." Following a brazen and overbearing voice, a group of people barged in. The leader was sallow-skinned, looking frail and sickly. He coughed intermittently. Each cough seemed to cause him immense pain, with faint traces of blood appearing at the corners of his mouth. This person was injured, and seriously so. To be this ferocious even in a "severely injured" state, it was clear how formidable this individual was! Someone in the VIP section recognized this "fierce god" and cried out in shock. "Heavens, Zhen Zhibing, how did this demon sect leader get here?" "Impossible! Wasn't he trapped within the Divine Ability Cult, besieged by the other four great demon sects?" ... Zhen Zhibing coughed a couple of times and sneered. "Those useless wretches from the four great demon sects? Hmph, I've already crushed them!" At this moment, hundreds of Golden Core stage demon cultivators rushed out from around Zhen Zhibing. These were all "unfamiliar faces," and they all hailed from overseas. Not long ago, these Golden Core stage demon cultivators had arrived from overseas and, along with Zhen Zhibing, had launched a pincer attack, defeating the four great demon sects. A month ago, Zhen Zhibing had sent out mass "flying sword messages" requesting aid from these Golden Core stage demon cultivators. These demon cultivators all harbored a five-star hatred for Hao Ren. In return for their assistance, Hao Ren had bestowed upon each of them a "curse." Under the effect of these "curses," these demon cultivators had all developed "inner demons" and were severely injured. These demon cultivators were considered dealt with. However, evil often lingers! Among these demon cultivators was an alchemist, True Lord Anli. His ancestors had passed down over ten bottles of elixirs specifically for treating "inner demons." The demon cultivator alchemist, True Lord Anli, contributed the elixirs. The demon cultivators consumed the elixirs, their injuries healed, and they then sped all the way here... Zhen Zhibing, too excited, felt his injuries flare up, and he began to cough violently. Cough, cough, cough... As the coughing intensified, his injuries worsened, his face turned sallow, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth. True Lord Anli quickly stepped forward, produced an elixir, and offered it to Zhen Zhibing. "Boss, take an elixir. It'll be good for your inner demon injuries..." Zhen Zhibing's gaze turned cold, and a chilling hostility emanated from his face. "It's useless!" Zhen Zhibing coldly pushed away the elixir True Lord Anli offered. "Lately, I've been inexplicably plagued by inner demons. Each time, they leave me severely injured. I just recover, and then they relapse... I suspect someone is working against me from the shadows!" True Lord Anli asked, puzzled. "That's unlikely, boss. I've never heard of any method that can cause someone to develop inner demons?" "Hmph! There is one method, specifically designed to cause inner demons." Zhen Zhibing snorted coldly. "Curses!" True Lord Anli's lips twitched. "No way! Curses aren't some profound technique. We demon cultivators all know some form of curse. However, ordinary curses aren't this powerful. Moreover, the cost of a curse is too high, harming the enemy one thousand and oneself eight hundred... If someone were to curse so madly, they would have died a hundred times over by now!" True Lord Anli's point was valid. Although Zhen Zhibing always felt something was amiss, he couldn't help but agree with True Lord Anli's assessment. "Perhaps I'm overthinking it. Perhaps there really isn't some sly character hiding in the shadows, constantly cursing me..." While they were talking, the Yun family cultivators, as if facing a great enemy, had already surrounded Zhen Zhibing and his group. To say "surrounded," however, was not entirely accurate. The Yun family's immortal mansion, along with the foreign elders recently recruited, only had about thirty Golden Core cultivators. Zhen Zhibing's side had over a hundred Golden Core cultivators. The disparity in strength was vast. The Golden Core cultivators of the Yun family's immortal mansion were in no position to surround their opponents. Gulp! One of the Yun family's foreign Golden Core elders, extremely nervous, couldn't help but swallow. Their opponents were too formidable; he felt they couldn't win. What should they do? At this moment, Yun Tianzhong and the little spirit monkey king stepped forward. Although this man and monkey were only at the Foundation Establishment stage, they had refined the "Town Mansion Stone Tablet." In a sense, they were the true masters of this immortal mansion. They could activate all the formations within this immortal mansion. Within this immortal mansion's ruins lay many powerful offensive formations. Once fully activated, they would be sufficient to annihilate cultivators at the "Nascent Soul stage." Yun Tianzhong and the little spirit monkey king, without fear, confronted the group of demon cultivators. "You shall retreat immediately, or do not blame me for being impolite!" Yun Tianzhong stated gravely, issuing a final ultimatum to the demon cultivators. The little spirit monkey king brandished his "Formless Staff," baring his teeth and letting out threatening roars. "Jeejeejee, jeejeejee..." Zhen Zhibing remained unmoved, his eyes shooting out icy glints, his malice surging. "Ignorant juniors, seeking death! Brothers, attack!" At his command. The demon cultivators, who had long been eager, launched their assault.