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The shocked people then understood the reason for the incident.
"They're saying the Prince of Zhenbei is going to massacre the entire city?"
"Is the Prince of Zhenbei colluding with the Witch God Cult to kill us?"
"Damn, that's too cruel!"
"Why! Why! Isn't the King of Zhenbei the protector of the northern border?"
"Were those soldiers all controlled by the Witch God Cult?"
Some people cursed and swore, some were bewildered, and some couldn't accept this fact.
The cult of witchcraft can manipulate corpses and souls, and can stimulate vital energy.
The method of using corpse control to refine essence and blood is both concealed and safe; even sorcerers can be deceived.
However, Li Chang'an already knew about this.
After discussing it with Hengyuan, he proposed the idea of using Buddhist magic to purify the corpse soldiers.
Upon learning of this, Hengyuan spent the entire night diligently cultivating and purifying Buddhist teachings.
As a result, his cultivation improved, and he directly entered the second-grade Arhat realm.
His Arhat status was his own, and it belonged to a different system from the Buddhist system of the Western Regions.
This great monk, who cared deeply for all living beings, was a born Mahayana Buddhist, and the path he took was completely different from that of the Western Regions.
This path of spiritual practice is a system unique to Mahayana Buddhism.
The news spread like wildfire among the people.
They argued, they hesitated, they quarreled, they were filled with fear.
Zheng Xinghuai was furious and pointed at Que Yongxiu at the slope, cursing loudly!
"The common people may die in war, or at the hands of barbarians and demons, but we can always fight our way back."
"Today he slaughtered a city of my Great Feng, tomorrow my Great Feng will annihilate a part of his territory. We are mortal enemies, and we will fight to the death."
"But the people should not die at the hands of the Prince of Zhenbei!"
Hengyuan's voice, accompanied by the energy of Buddhism, drifted far and wide.
"We thought the Prince of Zhenbei was the pillar of the Great Feng Dynasty and a hero who protected Chuzhou."
"But this hero, just so he could be promoted to the second rank, turned his sword against the people."
Warriors have their own spirit, and the night watchmen were all filled with righteous indignation.
Three hundred and eighty thousand civilians were killed without hesitation, and the entire city was massacred without a second thought.
If you're only aiming for promotion to the second rank, what will you do to get promoted to the first rank later?
Hundreds of night watchmen leaped out from the crowd and engaged in a fierce battle with Que Yongxiu's personal guards and the Prince of Huai's spies.
At this moment, the sorcerers of the Witch God Cult emerged from their concealed state.
"So it was you, you bald monk, who was ruining our plans!"
The wizard formed a hand seal, summoning a somewhat unreal phantom from the void, and merged with it.
At the same time, his blood and energy surged, his muscles burst through his black robe, and he transformed into a giant several meters tall.
This is the ritual for invoking and summoning the shaman god.
You cannot summon the spirits of Buddhist masters, and summoning the spirits of Confucian masters will result in a counterattack from the spirits.
Summoning the spirits of senior Daoist masters is possible, but it is very dangerous. For example, one might summon the spirit of a Daoist master from the Earth Sect who has fallen into demonic possession, or the spirit of a Daoist master from the Human Sect who is consumed by karmic fire. One has never successfully summoned the spirit of a Daoist master from the Heaven Sect.
This giant, several meters tall, was about to charge into the crowd of people.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a golden light shone brightly above Hengyuan, and a golden Buddhist statue, also several meters tall, blocked the giant's path!
"Boom!"
The golden body of the Buddha clashed with the war spirit of the witch god, and the intense golden light of the Buddha burned the soul of the war spirit.
The black-robed wizard could not escape the lightning-fast Buddhist light; his entire body was enveloped in golden light, and his limbs showed signs of dissolving.
The people looked up and saw two giants fighting in the mountains.
With each punch and kick, mountains crumbled and the earth cracked!
In the center of the city.
The Prince of Zhenbei leaped directly from the pavilion and flew towards the south of the city.
He still hasn't figured out who is working against him.
Just then, a giant sword appeared out of nowhere!
The greatsword gleamed coldly as it pierced towards his chest.
Keng!
He immediately slowed down and then blocked with his magic weapon, a large sword.
"who is it!"
"Who wields the national treasure sword?!"
His expression changed drastically, and his heart was filled with turmoil!
Because what attacked him was none other than the national treasure sword!
Only the Great Feng royal family can drive it!
South of the city.
Not far behind Hengyuan.
A black lotus flower, covering an area of dozens of miles, appeared and then slowly bloomed.
The lotus flower flows with a black, viscous liquid, and each petal symbolizes depravity and evil.
In the center of the black lotus, a black, viscous liquid gathers and forms a human shape.
The figure was composed of black slime, its eyes gleaming with a sinister light, filled with malice and depravity.
Luo Yuheng frowned, staring at the dark figure opposite him, his anger rising between his brows.
"You've truly fallen into evil!"
Black Lotus stood on a blooming black lotus, its body dripping with black pus, and its eyes filled with deep malice.
"My dear niece! Don't be afraid!"
"If good deeds do not yield good results, darkness will forever remain in this world, and human nature is inherently evil. I am merely following the times and being born in response to destiny."
"I have seized the greatest evil in the world and taken a step further in the demonic path. Sooner or later I will unify the Taoist sects and become the only one who reigns supreme."
Centered on the place where the Black Lotus is located, within a radius of several miles, plants wither and decay, animals have bloodshot eyes, lose their minds, and only know how to mate or kill each other.
"Come here, your martial uncle! I'll guide you in dual cultivation and let you experience what it's like to be a woman, hehehe~"
Luo Yuheng's lips twitched, and he drew his rusty iron sword, shouting angrily, "Get lost!"
The blinding sword energy surpassed the scorching sun, instantly killing mating animals and insects—merely due to the sword intent contained within the sword.
The blooming black lotuses gushed forth a jet-black, viscous liquid, which eagerly enveloped the sword energy. With a hissing sound, it quickly eroded away the sword strike that Luo Yuheng had fought so hard to unleash.
How many swords can you withstand?
Luo Yuheng sneered, holding his sword and spiraling upwards, shooting out sharp sword energies as he spun.
Sword intent filled the heavens and earth.
With a series of hissing sounds, the Black Lotus Daoist leader was pierced by these torrential sword energies, but his body seemed to be made of filth from a stinking ditch, with black liquid flowing out and repairing the pierced wounds.
On the contrary, the surrounding ground was riddled with craters, as if it had just been bombarded by artillery shells.
The liquid flowing from Black Lotus Taoist's body seemed to have dimmed slightly.
Under the swordsmanship of the Human Sect, whose offensive techniques were no less than those of a martial artist, he must have suffered some injuries.
Master Black Lotus took a deep breath, his abdomen bulged, and the "sphere" slowly moved upwards, then suddenly spewed out when it reached his throat.
The Black Lotus Taoist priest spewed out a long, dark river that enveloped Luo Yuheng, seemingly intending to drag her down with him.
"My dear niece, your uncle has been lusting after you for a long time, ahahahahaha."
The Black Lotus Taoist priest's maniacal laughter was both wicked and insane.
laugh!
The rusty iron sword cleaved through the turbid flow, flashing with light, and pierced through the heart of the Black Lotus Taoist.
Luo Yuheng's figure appeared out of thin air, gripped the iron sword, shook his hand, and shook off a small amount of black liquid from the blade.
She cannot be tainted by the power that symbolizes corruption, even a little bit, for it would ignite the karmic fire within her.
But this sword is acceptable. This iron sword is the sect's most treasured artifact passed down from generation to generation of patriarchs, embodying the sword intent of each patriarch.
Therefore, Luo Yuheng just now merged with the sword, becoming one with it, and used the sword to break through the viscous liquid.