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Chapter 969: Chapter 109 Demon Cult Pursuit

After hurling the mountain peak down, Ling Yunpo turned and fled without hesitation.

His experience in magical combat was extensive, so he naturally understood the strength of the Mountain-Lifting Method. Its advantages lay in its wide range and immense power, but its disadvantage was the slow descent—compared to sword light, thunder methods, flames, and such, a mountain falling from the sky gave the quicker cultivators plenty of time to sword-control themselves out of its range.

However, as the mountain was hurled from high altitude, by the time it reached overhead, its speed had greatly increased, making escape unlikely.

Once Ling Yunpo retreated, the tsunami and shockwaves below swept into the distance, leaving the central sea area gradually calm.

Suddenly, a head popped out from underwater—it was Yuanzhen Immortal, who had returned.

She had fled too swiftly earlier, thereby avoiding both the mountain’s impact and the tsunami’s collision. Once all those attacks dissipated, she cautiously returned, trying to figure out how many cultivators had survived.

Not a single one…

Yuanzhen Immortal froze in fear, thinking to herself: Could they have all been wiped out in that single strike?

The strength of the Tai Yin Sword Master was truly terrifying!

Suddenly, several sword lights swept across the sky and paused nearby.

“The tsunami’s center seems to have been here,” one person atop the sword lights spoke. “Someone must’ve unleashed an incredibly powerful Daoist magic here.”

“But we don’t know who,” another person added. “Regardless, the Tai Yin Sword Master must’ve engaged in an enormously fierce battle with the cultivators pursuing him.”

“We should hurry and chase them down before someone else steals the prize!” The last person urged. After verifying their position, the sword lights shot off toward Ling Yunpo’s new coordinates.

Yuanzhen Immortal silently watched the sword lights as they disappeared. This time, she didn’t dare to team up with anyone.

Those people seemed to be… Six Paths Cultivators, right?

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Ling Yunpo wandered around for several days, yet besides a few clueless small fry seeking trouble, he rarely encountered large groups of hostile cultivators.

Could they be hiding somewhere, waiting to ambush me?

Ah Jing, scout quickly and report immediately!

“Demon Cult Cultivators have arrived,” Kunlun Mirror returned with the news.

“Demon Cult Cultivators?” Ling Yunpo frowned. “What’s Wei Dongliu up to? Doesn’t he know who the Tai Yin Sword Master is? Yet he still sends his subordinates to chase me?”

However, he quickly reconsidered: While Wei Dongliu might be the Six Paths Alliance Leader, he could hardly command the Six Paths Cultivators as efficiently as Qiu Changtian directed Kunlun Cultivators.

In other words, if high-ranking members within one sect received secret transmissions about gaining spots by killing the Tai Yin Sword Master, would they pass that information to Great Alliance Leader Wei?

Obviously, no way!

“Which sect’s cultivators are involved?” Ling Yunpo asked impatiently. “You didn’t even confirm this before reporting back? Go investigate again!”

Kunlun Mirror seethed quietly before teleporting away.

A while later, she returned with the information:

“They’re Nether Ghost Path cultivators.”

“I thought as much,” Ling Yunpo laughed heartily. “Mortal Life Path Cultivators are under Wei Dongliu’s control. Heavenly Demon Path Cultivators are lazy by nature.”

“Those who’d act so hypocritically are most likely Nether Ghost Path Cultivators.”

You knew and still sent me to investigate? Kunlun Mirror ground her teeth furiously.

“Don’t give me that look,” Ling Yunpo pinched her cheek and said seriously. “Anticipating an enemy’s actions is one thing; verifying them personally is another. Even if the enemy acts entirely within my forecasts, your reconnaissance solidifies our confidence to the fullest degree. Your work is invaluable.”

Kunlun Mirror ignored him and retreated back into the Sea of Consciousness.

“Hey, I’m not done questioning yet!” Ling Yunpo propped his chin up, pondering aloud. “Was it Wen Yang leading them?”

“No, it’s Mo Gu True Person,” Kunlun Mirror answered coldly.

Mo Gu True Person… Ling Yunpo immediately recalled. Wasn’t that the son of Fu Xie Sect Leader from the Nether Ghost Path? When did he ascend to the Nascent Soul Realm?

In many sects, there tended to be two competing factions: the Sect Leader’s group versus the Immortal group.

Take Penglai, or the original Shushan as examples. There, the Sect Guardian Immortal held absolute power, while the Sect Leader faction could only submit and obey.

Later, Long Eyebrow Immortal made catastrophic mistakes due to stubbornness, stepping down as Sect Guardian Immortal and conceding power to the Sect Leader—all while retaining his status as Immortal, albeit withdrawing from power struggles.

Kunlun, however, had a rare dynamic where the Sect Leader faction was dominant while the Sect Guardian Immortal remained hands-off. This was primarily due to Ziwei Master’s extraordinary strength, excellent leadership skills, and unparalleled charisma, which earned Chi Song Immortal’s approval and respect, nixing any competition.

As for the Nether Ghost Path, its situation was somewhat more intricate.

In recent years, Honored White Bone seemed inclined to groom her disciple Wen Yang—evident from her repeatedly entrusting Wen Yang to lead external missions.

Meanwhile, Fu Xie Sect Leader, despite appearing willing to yield his authority, likely wouldn’t. After all, his son Mo Gu True Person wasn’t mediocre; he had brains, talent, and potential, making him fully capable of vying against Wen Yang.

The biggest problem, however, was Mo Gu True Person’s deplorable temperament. His sharp rebellion against the sect’s conservative forces soured relationships with many elders, which was a critical flaw for a future Sect Leader candidate.

Ling Yunpo was still deep in thought when a gust of wind suddenly arose around him.

His expression shifted, and he immediately merged with his sword, dashing forward.

A moment later, the position he had stood in was engulfed by eerie, swirling yin winds, accompanied by chilling ghostly wails.

The attack was here already? So soon?

Ling Yunpo scanned the area and saw numerous Nether Ghost Path Elders gathered beneath the seabed, directing attacks toward him.

This organized and coordinated assault was distinct from those of the Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators encountered earlier. Not only was it more strategically arranged, but several attacks had intentionally struck around him to seal his escape routes.

Further down on the seafloor, many Nascent Soul Elders had already set up formations, evidently waiting for him to dive into the depths to escape—at which point they’d activate the formation to ambush him.

Ha, is this all?

“Ah Jing, teleport!”

Ling Yunpo vanished from the spot instantly.

A moment later, the baffled Nether Ghost Path Elders slowly emerged from their positions.

“Where did that Tai Yin Sword Master go?” Mo Gu Elder stepped forward from the group, questioning those stationed below.

“It seems he just vanished,” an elder recalled.

Vanished? Mo Gu pondered briefly, his expression darkening.

No escape technique would leave no trace before activation—unless someone had struck him down and caused his energy to disperse.

Could someone have accidentally killed the Tai Yin Sword Master and deliberately withheld the information?

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