The wild dog followed Gui Li, walking deeper into the Dead Marsh with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

  Because it had just rained heavily, the originally soft ground was even more muddy and impassable at this moment. But for some reason, after meeting with Gui Li and Qin Wu Yan, Jin Ping Er earlier, he insisted on not flying with his magic treasure anymore and instead walked on the ground.

  It seems that he and Jin Bao'er both have some hidden concerns.

  Unlike usual, the wild dog Dao Ren didn't even utter a word of complaint, and instead followed quietly behind Gui Lie's back, which made Gui Lie feel somewhat puzzled.

  The ghost looked at the wild dog and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"

  These words seemed to be somewhat self-talking, because around him, except for the icy-looking swamp pond water grass, there was no one else, except for a little monkey named Xiao Hui perched on his shoulder.

  It was Xiao Hui, who had just been drowsy and sleepy, but after hearing Gui Li's question, he suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something, and immediately became excited. His sharp eyes sparkled as he jumped down from Gui Li's shoulder and started dancing with joy.

  This strange behavior even startled a stray dog that was following behind, and it looked at him.

  Only Xiao Hui was seen to be very excited, grinning from ear to ear and laughing, waving his hands and feet at Gui Li. After a moment, he suddenly jumped aside, scooped up some water from the small pond beside him with his hands, poured it on his own monkey head, then pointed to the sky and jumped up and down.

  The wild dog's eyes were wide with wonder as he walked up to Gui Li, saying: "What's going on? Has this monkey gone mad?"

  Gui Li frowned and whispered to Xiao Hui: "Is it going to rain?"

  Xiao Hui was overjoyed, nodding repeatedly. He casually plucked a leaf from an unknown plant beside him and placed it on his head, as if covering something up. He then struck a coquettish pose, twisting his body back and forth. Next, he pretended to play a game, transferring the leaf from his right hand to his left, and then from his left hand back to his right.

  The stray dog stared and stared, suddenly feeling a inexplicable sense of unease, staring at the strange monkey, he growled fiercely: "Crazy, crazy, this monkey must be crazy."

  At this moment, the little monkey Xiao Hui threw away the leaves on his hand and jumped back onto Gui Li's shoulder. Then he pointed to the direction they came from and chattered incessantly.

  The ghost slowly turned around, looking at the wild dog Taoist.

  The stray dog's owner laughed loudly: "You, you see what I'm doing?"

  He cast a stern glance at the back of his head, and said lightly: "Just now when it was raining, didn't you lend your umbrella to...to..." He furrowed his brow slightly, looked at Xiaohui, thought for a moment, and then continued: "You lent your umbrella to that little fortune-telling girl to keep out the rain?"

  "Groan..."

  Before the wild dog could make a sound, the little monkey Xiao Hui on Gui Li's shoulder had already jumped up excitedly, his monkey face smiling so widely that his eyes were almost closed.

  The wild dog's face turned red and white, his expression extremely awkward. Suddenly, he pointed at Gui Li and shouted loudly: "You stinky little boy, let me tell you, your Daoist master used to kill people like flies, and there were no less than eight hundred who died at my hands..."

  The demon king glanced at him, surprisingly didn't respond to him at all, turned around and walked away, saying lightly: "Whether you killed a thousand or eight hundred people, what does it have to do with me?"

  The wild dog's words made Ye Lang pause, and he couldn't continue speaking. He could only hear the ghost in front of him slowly saying: "Besides, whether you killed a thousand people or eight hundred people, what does it have to do with lending an umbrella to that little girl?"

  He stopped in his tracks and turned back to glance at the wild dog.

  The wild dog was startled, as if facing a great enemy, and said: "You... you want to... no, what did you say?"

  The demon king looked him up and down, then suddenly smiled and said: "However, today's events have surprised me for the first time since you were in the Dead Spirit Spring!"

  He turned around and walked away slowly, his voice gradually becoming lower, but the wild dog heard it clearly.

  "…I didn't expect you would also do something heroic like saving a beauty!"

  The wild dog stood still, suddenly a bit dazed, and when he came to his senses, Gui Li had already taken Xiao Hui away, their figures almost disappearing into the fog ahead.

  The stray dog looked in that direction, suddenly bursting into a rage, stomping his foot and shouting: "Damn it! I've always been a bad egg, never done anything good in my life. And to think that little girl could be called beautiful... Uh!"

  The stray dog stretched out his hand to scratch his head, suddenly frowned and stopped, and after a while, he seemed to mutter to himself: "That little girl actually looks pretty good..."

  After that, the wild dog Taoist himself seemed to be stunned for a moment, suddenly shook his head violently, muttered a curse under his breath, and strode towards the direction where Gui Li had gone, chasing after him. Before long, he disappeared into the increasingly dense fog of the evening.

  All around was quiet, with only the sky growing darker and darkness approaching, gradually engulfing everything.

  The other end of the dead zone.

  The master of the White Clothes Sect, Yu Yangzi, stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky. The night wind blowing from the marshes lifted his robes, which fluttered slightly, giving him an extraordinary air, as if he were a celestial being.

  Apart from his left hand, his sleeves were empty and fluttering, adding a few points of inexplicable humor.

  That was the mark left by the world's number one divine sword, Exterminating Immortal Sword, when he was unfortunately injured in a battle at Qingyun Mountain back then.

  The night wind was slightly cool, and the air seemed to still hold the dampness of the recent heavy rain. Darkness surrounded him, but his figure stood out, alone and conspicuous.

  In the darkness behind him, a faint breathing sound came, it was his doorman hiding in the dark, patiently waiting for his command.

  The Demon Sect's Long Life Hall rose 800 years ago, and was passed down to Yu Yangzi's generation, which is already the seventh generation. The source is long, but no one is clearer than Yu Yangzi himself about the crisis facing the Long Life Hall behind its infinite prosperity.

  No one to inherit!

  Ten years ago, Qingyun fought a decisive battle, and Yuyangzi was jointly promoted by the other three major factions of the Demon Sect as the presiding person. This is the most prestigious and peak moment for Changsheng Hall in the Demon Sect over the past few hundred years.

  At that time, Yu Yangzi was proud and satisfied, with more than a dozen proud masters in his hands, all of whom he had carefully cultivated over the past hundred years.

  At that time, Yu Yangzi really thought that there was nothing in the world that could stop him. As long as he defeated the old and decrepit Qingyun Gate, the reputation of Changsheng Hall would naturally intimidate the Demon Sect. With his own strength and the help of his subordinates, Changsheng Hall would become the second Blood Refining Hall in 800 years; and he would also become the second Black Hearted Old Man!

  All these beautiful dreams, however, were shattered on the Qingyun Mountain and under the sword of Zhuxian, turning into mere illusions!

  He himself lost a left hand in the Exterminating Immortal Sword Formation, not to mention that his Dao was greatly damaged. Because Changsheng Hall is the main sect, the top masters under him naturally took the first line of defense and fought against Tongtian Peak and Qingyunmen's elders, with half of them being eliminated first.

  Later, the Xianjian Sword Array was activated, and the remaining masters of Changsheng Hall were either killed or injured. Only one or two people managed to escape, and it could be said that they were almost completely annihilated.

  In this world, everything is easy to get, but the hardest thing to get is talent, especially the kind of talent that you can completely trust and cultivate yourself.

  For ten years, Yuyangzi had been pouring his heart and soul into it, and Changshengtang was slowly regaining its vitality. However, in Yuyangzi's mind, that shadow was growing larger and larger.

  Qingyun's one battle almost completely destroyed the main force of Changsheng Hall. In recent years, if it weren't for Yuyangzi's own high cultivation, which shocked and deterred the surrounding enemies, especially seven years ago, he decisively relocated the entire hall to the remote Death Swamp, far from the influence of the other three major factions. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

  However, just a month ago, the increasingly fierce internal strife within the Demon Sect came to an abrupt end. The last powerful medium-sized sect, Lianxuetang, was finally annexed by Guiwangzong.

  Everyone stood in formation, and after a brief and suffocating calm, Yu Yangzi instinctively foresaw that the next thing would be a fierce internal struggle directly erupting among the four major factions of the Demon Sect.

  After all, in the hearts of countless demonic sect disciples, the figure of the black-hearted old man who unified the demonic sect 800 years ago and dominated the world has become an eternal legend!

  But legend has it that at this moment, for Cháng Shēng Táng and Yù Yáng Zǐ, the situation is extremely unfavorable. Due to limitations in strength, Cháng Shēng Táng was powerless in the internal struggle for control of the smaller factions, thus losing ground and widening the gap with the other three major factions. Yù Yáng Zǐ was worried sick about this, hardly able to sleep at night.

  At this moment, as if heaven opened its eyes, a strange omen of the birth of a rare treasure suddenly appeared in the Death Swamp beside Changsheng Hall.

  Yu Yangzi was overjoyed, if he could really get a treasure like the "Heavenly Cloud Gate's Exterminating Immortal Ancient Sword", first and foremost, Changsheng Hall would be safe, then he could plan for further development, and in the future, it wasn't impossible to turn things around.

  Under these circumstances, Changshengtang regards the strange treasure in the Dead Marsh as something in their pocket, and absolutely does not allow others to interfere. However, it is unknown who leaked the news, but this message was spread all over the world within a few days, and suddenly the world was in an uproar, with orthodox and evil masters gathering at the Dead Marsh.

  Jade Yangzi was shocked and angry, but at this moment, he could no longer retreat. He mobilized the entire strength of Changsheng Hall and deployed it in the Dead Marshes. On the one hand, he searched for the whereabouts of the strange treasure with all his might; on the other hand, he was responsible for ambushing and killing external enemies who came to attack. In these dozens of days, the number of people killed secretly by Changsheng Hall in the Dead Marshes had already exceeded several dozen, including both Orthodox scattered immortals and high-ranking experts from other demonic sects.

  For the sake of this sect's survival, Yu Yangzi has become reckless!

  That night, Yuyangzi received a secret report from his subordinates that a group of Orthodox people had set up camp near the "Bottomless Pit" on the outer perimeter of the Dead Marsh, preparing to spend the night there. As wave after wave of scouts returned with reports, Yuyangzi's expression grew colder, and he already knew who those people were.

  That was a group of the most elite young disciples under the Qingyun Gate, originally only a dozen or so people, but after hearing the scout's report, the number of people in that group had already reached dozens, and among them were monks and people dressed in Huixiang Valley attire. Yu Yangzi frowned deeply, took a deep breath, and gazed into the distance, as if waiting for something.

  After a while, a faint footstep sounded in the darkness behind him, and a slender middle-aged man with a sharp look walked out and came to Yu Yangzi's side. Yu Yangzi immediately turned around to face him, obviously this person was not ordinary.

  This middle-aged man named Meng Xiang, is one of the top masters under Yu Yangzi of Changsheng Hall, and also one of the few remaining high-ranking masters of Changsheng Hall after the battle at Qingyun Mountain. Therefore, he has earned even more trust from Yu Yangzi. At this moment, Yu Yangzi's hesitation to make a decision is also because he wants to wait for Meng Xiang's return.

  Meng Xiao bowed to Yu Yangzi, who slightly shook his head and said, "Never mind, no need for more courtesy. How is it?"

  This sentence is unclear, but Meng Xiao obviously knew what Yuyangzi meant, and said in a low voice: "The subordinate has already led people to search for the other side of the Dead Marsh, Heishui Gou, and Baima River, and did not find that the Guiwang Sect, Wudu Men, and Hehuanpai had entered in large numbers. There were only a few scattered small sect figures, and the subordinate has already taken direct action to solve them."

  Yu Yangzi's spirit was lifted, and a smile appeared on his face for the first time. He nodded and said, "Good! With this, we can rest assured that tonight we will launch a full-scale surprise attack on the young people of Qingyunmen, Tianyinsi, and Fengxianggu, who are ignorant of the heights and depths of the world. Let's eliminate them first, and then the Orthodox Sect will have no power to compete with us!"

  Meng Jue's face, however, seemed to show no joy, but rather some worry. He hesitated for a moment before finally saying: "Master of the Gate, but three days ago, the scouts near Dawang Village reported that Gui Li and Qin Wuyan had already arrived near Dead Marsh, and He Huanpai's Jinping'er has always been unpredictable in his movements, we must be on our guard!"

  Yu Yangzi's facial muscles twitched, revealing a resentful expression. He said in a hateful tone: "How could I not know this?! Those people only want that treasure, but the Wan Du Men and Gui Wang Zong gang are after my life!"

  Meng Xiao's body shook slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. His face was uncertain, and he said in a low voice, "Master, then what should we do?"

  Yu Yangzi hummed, took a deep breath, relaxed his body and said: "Now that things have come to this point, we have no way to turn back. Before the Wan Du Men, Gui Wang Zong and He Huan Pai arrive, let's first deal with these little brats of the Orthodox Sect. Then, we'll search for the treasure with all our might. Once we get it, judging from the omens in recent days, this must be a rare treasure that will make us not afraid of the other three sects!"

  Meng Xiao bowed his head and said: "The Sect Master is wise."

  Yu Yangzi nodded slightly, turned around, composed himself, stretched out his only right hand in the dark, and swung it forward heavily. Suddenly, figures flurried in the darkness, and a large group of Longsheng Hall disciples appeared, rushing towards the direction Yu Yangzi pointed to with ease.

  The night is dark and gloomy, with a chilling and murderous aura!

  Death swamp, bottomless pit.

  This piece of land looks flat and ordinary in the daytime, but it has a strange name for some reason. Unless you are a villager who lives near the Dead Swamp all year round, you wouldn't know that there is a huge bottomless mud pit in the middle of this land, which looks no different from the surrounding area with wild grass growing everywhere. The suction power of the sludge inside is extremely strong, and if an ordinary person accidentally steps into it, they will be sucked in within moments and rot silently deep in the swamp forever.

  The Dead Marshes got their name for a reason. The bogs and marshes are full of places where you can die without even knowing it!

  However, these young people from Zhengdao are obviously not ordinary people.

  Qingyunmen's group of over a dozen people had been traveling through the Dead Marsh for several days, and along the way they encountered disciples from Tianyin Temple and Fengxiang Valley. The three parties converged in one place, and it turned out that there were familiar faces among them.

  Tianyin Temple still takes Fa Xiang and Fa Shan as the main, and among the disciples of Fenxiang Valley, there are also Li Xun and Yan Hong. However, after meeting each other, their relationship is not quite the same. The disciples of Qingyun Gate led by Xiao Yitai get along harmoniously with the people of Tianyin Temple, chatting and laughing, but Fenxiang Valley's group seems to have some subtle estrangement from these two major sects, as if intentionally keeping a distance.

  The subtlety lies in between, and everyone will understand it in their hearts, but on the surface, they still maintain a polite demeanor. The three major Orthodox sects continue to work together in harmony, upholding justice and morality for the world, beheading demons and eliminating evil cults!

  That night, everyone stayed near the Bottomless Pit. After starting a bonfire and repeatedly warning his junior brothers and sisters not to move around casually, Xiao Yi invited Tianyin Temple's Fa Xiang and Li Xu from Fengxiang Valley to one side for a quiet discussion.

  At this moment, Li Xuan slightly furrowed his brow, with a hint of disdain deep in his eyes, but his face still maintained a gentle appearance, and he said in a low voice: "Xiao Shixiong, you're worrying too much, aren't you?"

  Xiao Yicai smiled slightly and said: "Brother Li has a high opinion, please speak! I will listen respectfully."

  Seeing Xiao Yicai and Fa Xiang's gaze fall on himself, Li Xun paused for a moment before saying: "I thought that since our three factions entered Ze, we would be unstoppable, and the disciples of Changsheng Tang would be repeatedly defeated. Moreover, since the battle at Qingyun Mountain last year, many of Changsheng Tang's powerful masters were either dead or injured, except for Yu Yangzi who was barely holding on, the others were not worth considering. But Brother Xiao said that tonight is fraught with danger, isn't that an exaggeration?"

  Xiao Yizai hesitated for a moment, then said: "Brother Li's words are indeed reasonable. However, the leader of the Longsheng Hall in the Demon Sect, Yu Yangzi, is extremely powerful and we cannot underestimate him. Moreover, since the rise of the Longsheng Hall to its current position as one of the four major factions of the Demon Sect, it has been over 800 years. As the saying goes, 'a dying beast can still bite', they will stop at nothing to get their hands on this Dead Ze's treasure, and we should be cautious."

  Fashang nodded and said: "What Shao Shixiong said makes sense, we should indeed be careful."

  Li Kun saw that both of them were speaking in this manner, and it was not good for him to say anything more. However, his arrogant nature still revealed some emotions in his eyes, and he calmly said: "Then according to what the two senior brothers have said, how should we proceed tonight?"

  Fa Xiang looked at his expression, stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Xiao Yicai, but saw Xiao Yicai acting as if nothing had happened, smiling and saying: "Brother Li is indeed a wise judge, with your great talent, you will achieve great things in the future, Brother Li should be remembered for his first achievement."

  Li Xuan smiled slightly and didn't even say thank you.

  Fashang gazed at Xiao Yicai's face, which showed no signs of joy or anger. Suddenly, the image of a young man named "Zhang Xiaofan" flashed before his eyes. If he were here today, that would be great...

  He felt a sudden, inexplicable pain in his heart, and let out a soft sigh. Just then, he heard Xiao Yi Cai start to make arrangements in a low voice, and hastily concentrated on listening, only to hear Xiao Yi Cai say in a hushed tone:

  "Second Brother, tonight we..."

  The night color seems to have deepened a bit more.

  The night in the dead swamp, as if it were also shrouded in dark clouds, perhaps every night, this vast swamp would rise with a bewildering fog.

  The night sky was a dull gray, with no moon in sight, nor even half a star.

  Near the Bottomless Pit, where those Orthodox young disciples stayed overnight, everything was quiet and still, with no sound at all, except for a few remaining struggling embers of bonfire ash.

  In the darkness, those orthodox disciples huddled in their clothes, covering themselves tightly, after all, young people's cultivation was not enough to withstand the piercing cold of this deadly night.

  The disciples of Changsheng Hall silently surrounded the group from all sides, quietly waiting for Yuyangzi's command in the darkness.

  Jade Sunzi slowly stretched out his only right hand.

  Meng Xiao, who was standing beside him, suddenly said in a low voice: "Master."

  Yu Yangzi's hand paused for a moment, slightly dissatisfied, but Meng Jiu was after all not low in his heart, and he still endured his temper to ask: "What's wrong?"

  Meng Xiao seemed to have sensed Yu Yangzi's dissatisfaction, and after a moment of hesitation, he said: "Master, look at these Orthodox people, not even one person is on night watch?"

  Yu Yangzi was taken aback for a moment, then sneered: "These arrogant young whippersnappers think they're above us. These past few days I've been using the 'light enemy strategy' on them, and they've long since thought we were no match for them, not even bothering to keep watch at night - it's only natural!"

  Meng Xiao's face changed color, but he remained silent in the end.

  Jade Sun didn't bother with him again, his right hand flipped over, and a strange black-and-white mirror appeared in his hand, flying up into the air, sliding across a dazzling light in the night sky.

  All the Longshengtang disciples shouted in unison, echoing far and wide into the night, swarming up with boundless murderous intent!

  In that faint, fragile light, there is a hint of desolation.

  The last bit of ash is quietly extinguished at this moment!

  Darkness engulfs!

  After a moment, there was suddenly a clear and sharp sound, a dragon's roar.

  A green light, a blue light, a golden light, a white light, a cyan light.

  Five dazzling rays of light, in the dark night sky, like a sharp sword piercing through the heavens, suddenly appeared in the deepest darkness and rushed towards the Longsheng Hall.

  And behind them, more dazzling lights, one after another, appeared.

  Jade Sun saw it with his own eyes, and his face changed greatly!