A Mortal's Journey: Starting as the Young Master of Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 13 Strange Things

Five days later.

The group quietly arrived at a remote island.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

As a series of sharp, piercing sounds rang out, several disciples of the Miaoyin Sect were already waiting there, their figures hidden behind the reefs, their auras concealed, clearly having been lying in wait for some time.

The bandits' hideout was on another dark, nameless island not far from here, and other disciples were watching them!

Zhou Yuan stepped forward, her gaze sharp as she looked at the disciples, and asked, "Have they come out?"

"No!" The leader, a female cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, shook her head slightly and said, "Those evil cultivators haven't made a move; they're all inside!"

"Mother, is this the place?" Fairy Ziling looked at the dark island in the distance several times with some doubt.

"That's right. Not only did the Golden Cicada Bees track us here, but the two elders also came to confirm that the people coming in and out are indeed those evil cultivators," Zhou Yuan said softly from the side.

However, this place is clearly just a temporary stop for the other party.

This island is really too small. The so-called "island" is only a few miles in circumference, and it is more like a huge reef surrounded by the sea.

The island was sparsely covered with vegetation, and the array was just a crude illusion array, barely able to conceal the fluctuations of spiritual energy. It didn't look like a place where a sect was stationed at all.

"Although I don't understand why these evil cultivators would steal things and hide in such a place, two elders have confirmed it, so it should be true."

Gazing at the distant island, Zhou Yuan's brows furrowed with anger. She then turned slightly to the side and spoke in a clear yet polite voice to Wen Tianren and the others behind her: "Fellow Daoists, please rest here for the night. Tomorrow, we will annihilate this group of evil cultivators, and the promised reward will be delivered."

Although she wished she could immediately annihilate this group of evil cultivators, Zhou Yuan chose to rest and regroup before setting up the battle formation for tomorrow.

The night passed uneventfully.

At dawn the next day, as the sky was just beginning to lighten, the group quietly surrounded the black reef island, like hunters closing in, waiting for their command.

Looking at the unremarkable island beneath her feet, Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She parted her red lips slightly, and a cold voice rang out, "Attack! Kill without mercy!"

As Zhou Yuan finished speaking, a series of strange laughs instantly echoed from the thunderclouds of the Crimson Fire Old Monster in mid-air.

Then several dazzling bolts of lightning fell from the dark clouds, and with a few booming sounds, they easily wiped away the array light barrier that shrouded the dark reef island.

Seeing that the Crimson Flame Old Monster had made his move, all the cultivators joined in. In an instant, all sorts of colorful magical lights rained down on the island.

The explosion was deafening, and debris flew everywhere.

Such a commotion naturally alerted everyone on the island.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

With several sharp whooshing sounds, dozens of black-clad cultivators soared into the sky.

The three people in the lead were Core Formation cultivators, and they were slightly taken aback when they saw the group from Miaoyin Sect.

They didn't know where all these cultivators came from to attack them.

Wen Tianren scanned the three people with his divine sense and found that they were all at the early stage of Core Formation.

"Give me back the lives of my disciples!"

Before Zhou Yuan could give the order, Elder Zhao Fu and his two disciples led the Miaoyin Sect disciples out and began fighting the group of black-clad cultivators.

Zhou Yuan frowned, noticing that the number of people in this group was different from the previous day.

However, seeing that the cultivation techniques originated from the same source, and feeling extremely angry about what happened that day, he was now burning with rage and immediately joined the others in attacking.

Wen Tianren also took out a flying sword magic weapon and fought with one of the Core Formation cultivators. However, he knew that the best was yet to come, so he didn't exert his full strength and just stayed on the sidelines.

Because there were only three Core Formation cultivators, it collapsed at the first touch.

"roar--!"

Those Foundation Establishment cultivators let out a low roar, then removed their clothes, their bodies swelled up, their skin turned pale red, their muscles bulged, and their fangs were exposed, transforming them into monsters resembling evil demons!

Upon seeing the black-clad cultivators transformed into demonic forms, Han Li, who was fighting them, was greatly alarmed, his pupils shrinking sharply: "Demonic transformation, no, something's different."

Han Li then realized that these people's transformations seemed very similar to the evil demons of the Black Fiend Sect in Yue Kingdom back then.

However, the more advanced method is that it can transform successfully without chanting incantations to transform into a cocoon, and it also does not have any condensed blood-coagulating five-element pills in its body.

This left Han Li completely bewildered and even more suspicious. He wondered what connection these bandits had with the Black Fiend Sect. At the same time, he continued to fly closer to Qu Hun's direction.

Although these black-clad Foundation Establishment cultivators all used the Demonic Transformation technique, greatly increasing their strength, the Miaoyin Sect had a large number of Core Formation cultivators, and soon they were forced to retreat in defeat.

Just then.

"Awooo—!!!"

A long, mournful howl, like the wailing of a ghost, exploded from the depths of the island's heart. The sound waves were like knives, causing the eardrums of all the cultivators to ache and their minds to tremble!

Upon hearing the howl, the demon cultivators on the island were greatly invigorated, their fighting spirit soaring as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Their resistance grew increasingly tenacious, and for a time they fought back and forth with the Core Formation and Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Myriad Sounds Sect.

The Crimson Flame Monster within the thunderclouds laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Finally, someone decent has arrived!"

Several streaks of gray-white light flew out from the distant island, and five Core Formation cultivators instantly appeared from the opposite side.

Seeing the change in the battle, the Miaoyin Sect temporarily stopped fighting and gathered together, looking at the five Core Formation stage opponents who had just appeared as if facing a formidable enemy.

The middle-aged man who was in charge had a livid face. Although he had regular features, he looked menacing.

Moreover, judging from the fluctuations of his magical power, his cultivation level far surpasses that of the other four, reaching the late stage of Core Formation.

The other four were just ordinary early-stage Core Formation cultivators, but they were also staring at the people from the Myriad Sounds Sect with burning eyes.

This late-stage Core Formation cultivator, shrouded in malevolent energy, was none other than the sect leader of the Hidden Fiend Sect, a disciple who had escaped from the clutches of Extreme Yin.

"Who are you, and why are you slaughtering my Hidden Fiend Sect disciples?"

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over the disheveled disciples, his face cold and his clear black and white pupils faintly revealing a hint of green light. His voice was as cold as ice.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators who had come to help all looked surprised and turned their gazes toward Zhou Yuan and the others.

Zhou Yuan was also taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Just as he was about to question them, Zhao Zheng's expression changed slightly. He immediately rushed out of the crowd and shouted sharply, "Enough nonsense! You slaughtered my Miaoyin Sect disciples first, and today you will pay for this in blood!"

Then he tried to incite the cultivators to take action.

Seeing Zhao Zheng's clumsy acting, Wen Tianren sneered, "Sect Leader Zhou, it seems there's something fishy going on here."

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Hearing Wen Tianren's reminder, Zhou Yuan suddenly realized what was happening. Recalling the recent unusual behavior of Zhao and Fu, anger and coldness welled up inside her, and she immediately shouted, "Stop it, all of you!"

The disciples of the Miaoyin Sect who were about to make a move all stopped when they saw their sect leader shouting at them, and looked at their sect leader in confusion.

She stared coldly at the Hidden Fiend Sect Master opposite her: "You were the ones who robbed my Wonderful Sound Sect's goods and even attacked me that day."

"absurd!"

The Hidden Fiend Sect Master, enraged, laughed coldly, "Our Hidden Fiend Sect has never associated with outside cultivators, and I, Sun, would never commit such a despicable act!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuan paused slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

She slowly turned her head, her gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Zhao Zheng and Elder Fu, and said coldly, "Elders, do you need to give an explanation?"

Hearing these words, the others, though unaware of the specifics of what had happened, knew that the matter was inextricably linked to Elders Zhao and Fu, and all gathered around Zhou Yuan and the others.

As Zhou Yuan questioned him, Zhao Zheng and another Confucian scholar-looking Elder Fu stood there expressionless, neither defending themselves nor denying the allegations.

This reaction confirms Zhou Yuan's statement that they had deceived her.

At this moment, Wen Tianren narrowed his eyes and looked towards the reef not far away.

Over the past ten years, I have been cultivating the Six Extremes True Demon Art, although I have not yet achieved the minor success of summoning all six demonic phantoms.

However, he was only missing the most difficult-to-summon ferocious demon; the other five demons had all been summoned, and the first demon summoned, the Conscious Demon, greatly amplified his divine sense.

Although he is still at the mid-stage of Core Formation, his spiritual sense is already comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

At this moment, through divine sense, a person was secretly hiding in that dark reef, observing everything in the arena.