From the Lian Tian Sect to Chu State, there is a distance of over ten thousand miles. If Zhao Mingyu rode the Lie Feng Divine Chariot, it would only take several hours. As for the Golden Elixir Cultivator's speed, perhaps two days' time would be sufficient.

  However, in order to take care of the speed of the flying boats of the foundation-laying monks and envoys, they could only slow down their pace to keep up with the flying boats.

  At this time, the cold winter is about to pass, but staying in the protective mountain array of Lietian Sect is always lush and green, without feeling the change of seasons. At this moment, flying above Liangzhou and looking down, the vast expanse of white snow on the plateau adds a sense of desolation and bleakness.

  Ten days later, they finally arrived at the intersection of Liangzhou and Chu State, also the rear base of the Demon Dao Army - Chi Mang Ridge.

  Li Hui gazed out at the crimson mountain range below through the cracked wind divine chariot, and his heart was once again filled with emotion. It was here that he had been captured by Old Man Zhao a year and a half ago, and then became the personal disciple of the demonic Dao's Yuan Ying Old Monster after being a brave and cunning Xianmen disciple who had escaped from danger but still launched sneak attacks on the enemy from behind their lines. Now, he had even returned to Chu Prefecture with the demonic Dao's great army...

  But Li Hui didn't care about these things. Cultivating immortality or cultivating demons, all of these had nothing to do with him. What he was more concerned about now was when he would have the opportunity to escape.

  At this moment, the Red Python Ridge was filled with the stationed demonic path army. The five sects of the demonic path were gathering at the Red Python Ridge to form an alliance and prepare for a final blow against the remaining Purple Mystic Sect and Azure Sky Sect in Chu State's cultivation world. At this time, cultivators from three major sects had already arrived.

  The three factions that arrived at Chi Meng Ridge earlier were Huaxuewu, Tiangemen and Wan Shou Sect. With the recent arrival of Lie Tian Sect, four out of five demonic sects have arrived, leaving only Wu Xie Jiao yet to arrive.

  The team of Lie Tian Zong had just arrived above Chi Meng Ridge, and Li Hui, who was meditating in the carriage, suddenly heard a burst of maniacal laughter coming from afar:

  "Haha! Old Zhao, wherever you go, you love to show off with this stinky attitude, and now you're sitting in this broken rickshaw!"

  The laughter was extremely loud and not avoiding at all, all the Taoists on Chì Mǎng Ridge could hear it clearly.

  "Haha! How else can we show off our true identities as Zhao Zhenren!" At this time, another extremely arrogant voice came over.

  "I suspect Zhao Lao Gui is driving that broken rickshaw even when he's just moving around in his own cave!" The voice from before came again. These two voices were chatting away without any restraint.

  The faces of all the cultivators from the Lian Tian Sect changed, but no one spoke up.

  At this moment, Zhao Ming's eyes suddenly opened wide in the Wind Splitting Divine Chariot, but his face didn't have a hint of anger, instead, he had a few hints of a smile: "Heh heh, Old Car Ghost, Old Shen Ghost, you two actually arrived so early, yet you're not coming out to see me, instead hiding in the mountain cave and making ghostly cries. Are you two practicing some kind of earth escape divine ability?"

  The voice was not loud, yet every word rang out clearly in the ears of all the monks on Red Python Ridge.

  "Hey, Zhao Lao Gui is getting anxious! Che Lao Gui, let's go see him, or else Zhao Lao Gui will lose face and won't even be able to get off the bus!"

  "Haha! Good, it's been many years since we last met, I wonder if Old Zhao has made any progress or not!"

  As soon as the voice was heard, two figures suddenly appeared in front of the Rift Wind Divine Car.

  One of them was a pointed-headed, wide-chinned man with a big belly, wearing a grey robe, looking like a chef in a secular wine house. The other was a slender, red-clothed young man who looked like a handsome and extraordinary youth.

  This grey-robed fat monk is Che Yutai, a Yuan Ying cultivator of the Demon Path's Tian Gang Sect. The red-clothed, demonic-looking man is Shen Wu Yan, a Yuan Ying cultivator of the Demon Path's Hua Xue Wuan.

  "Zhao Lao Gui, are you still hiding in your broken car? Do I need to go in with Sheng Lao Di and invite you out?" Che Yu Tai joked.

  A figure flashed by, and Zhao Ming's figure appeared in front of Che Yutai and Shen Wuyan. Xiao Shaojun and Li Hui also stood behind him.

  "Greetings, Old Ancestor, Che Qianbei, Shen Qianbei." Xiao Yuqi and a group of Golden Elixir cultivators, as well as Li Hui and Xiao Shaojun behind Zhao Ming, all bowed their heads in respect to the three Yuan Ying cultivators.

  "Shen Lao Di, take a look. Zhao Zhenren's disciple is so well-behaved that when it's just the two of us, not a fart is let out. But as soon as Zhao Zhenren appears, they immediately become respectful!" Che Yu Tai teased.

  The faces of the Jindan cultivators of the Lietian Sect all changed, and Che Yutai looked like a chubby and affable person, but in reality he was notorious for being eccentric and difficult to get along with. If one were to offend him, it would not be a good thing.

  Shen Wu Yan just smiled and didn't say anything.

  "Haha, Che Lao Gui, you're still so garrulous, and now that we're here, you still can't stop talking. How could these younger generations dare to interrupt?" Zhao Mingjiu said with a smile, teasing Che Yutai while the crowd from Lie Tian Sect was getting anxious.

  "Haha, you're just trying to cover up for Zhao, okay, you little ones, you're all excused!" Yuetai laughed.

  "Ah, never mind, Brother Che, you've scared Zhao and the others half to death." Shen Wu Yan also chimed in with a joke at Che Yu Tai's expense.

  "Thank you, Senior Xie and Senior Shen!" Xiaoyu Qi and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up straight.

  "Brother Zhao, Brother Che, let's not just stand here and talk idly. Let's go down to the house and have a good chat." said Shen Wu Yan.

  "Not bad, not bad. Zhao Lao Gui, hurry up and put away that broken car of yours, it's an eyesore. Last time I used a Tian Jie Fa Bao to trade with you, but you still won't make the exchange." Che Yu Tai's mouth was full of "broken cars", but when he looked at Zhao Ming Huan's Lie Feng Shen Che, his eyes shone with light.

  For these old monsters, a powerful artifact might be easy to obtain, but something like Zhao Mingyu's flying car would be much harder to come by. Not only do the materials required to forge it cost as much as several artifacts, but the process of forging itself is also extremely troublesome, and even a master craftsman who specializes in this area may not necessarily be able to create one.

  "A single Heavenly Rank treasure? You're dreaming, Che Lao Gui! I wouldn't even think about giving you ten!" Zhao Mingyu sneered.

  "Haha, Zhao Lao Gui, you'd better keep this thing to yourself, it's just a decoration, but you're treating it like a treasure!" Che Yu Tai said with a sour tone.

  The surrounding Jindan cultivators heard in their hearts, however, were secretly whispering to each other. These old freaks of the Yuan Ying stage mention Tianjie treasures as if they were made of mud.

  "Che Shang, Zhao Shang, why don't you two find a place to slowly chat? I've been waiting for a long time!" said Shen Wu Yan with a smile.

  "Let's go, Sheng can't wait any longer." With that, Zhao Mingjiu waved his hand and the Liefeng Divine Chariot transformed into a palm-sized object, which he then put away.

  Che Yutai couldn't help but feel a pang of envy again.

  The three of them transformed into three rays of light and flew towards the temple hall on Red Python Ridge, with Li Hui and Xiao Shaojun also being swept up in the escaping light by Zhao Ming.

  It was a long time after the three left that Xiao Yuqi and others finally let out a sigh of relief. The pressure from these three Yuan Ying cultivators by their side was really not ordinary.

  On Chi Meng Ridge, inside the demonic path garrison's conference hall.

  Zhao Mingjiu, Che Yutai and Shen Wuyan sat casually in front of a table, while Li Hui and Xiao Shaojun stood behind Zhao Mingjiu. A young maid wearing a white gauze dress, with a slender figure and a pretty face, came forward to serve each of the three men a cup of spiritual tea. She then walked behind Shen Wuyan and stood quietly in attendance.

  Che Yutai gazed at the beautiful maid and exclaimed, "Shen brother, you always seem to have such beauties by your side!"

  Shen Wu Yan smiled faintly, his face looking even more eerie and strange. He said calmly, "If Brother Che likes her, then I'll just give this servant girl to you."

  "No way, big brother! I don't have such a hobby, nor do I deserve to enjoy such a beauty. Moreover, I couldn't take away what Sheng's younger brother loves!" Yu Tai said with a chuckle.

  Shen Wu Yan smiled and stopped talking, while the maid behind him stood with a smile, seemingly oblivious to Shen Wu Yan's previous words about handing her over.

  This woman also had the cultivation of the foundation-building period, but she could only be a concubine of Shen Wu Yan. Not to mention that she was just sent away, even if she was asked to die immediately, she didn't have any power to choose. In the eyes of Shen Wu Yan, a cultivator at the yuan ying stage, a foundation-building period concubine was nothing but a plaything.

  Shen Wu's cultivation was the Huaxue Gong of Huaxue Temple, and his facial features were also related to this technique. He especially liked the dual cultivation method. There were countless concubines like him.

  "Zhao Lao Guai, when did you take in these two clever disciples? Tsk tsk, one has a fire attribute Tian Ling root, and the other seems to have some talent for refining his body as well." Che Yu Tai seemed to particularly enjoy talking, having just finished speaking with Shen Wu Yan on this side, he immediately shifted his attention to Li Hui and Xiao Shao Jun.

  Zhao Minggui had just taken a sip of spiritual tea and placed the teacup on the table, saying: "Che Lao Gui, can't you be quiet for a moment? Let's talk about something serious. What's going on with Zhuo Yang, that old freak from the Wu Xie Sect? There's only one battle left, we should discuss how to distribute our forces."

  "Haha, what's the hurry, Old Zhao? With just a few people from your Lietian Sect, you can settle down on any mountain and be done with it." Che YouTai laughed.

  "Che Lao Gui, just you talk too much, I don't care, but those younger generations of our sect also made a lot of effort this time, can they be dismissed with just a mountain head? If we're talking about disciples under the gate, doesn't Lie Tian Sect have many more than Tian Ge Gate?" Zhao Ming Que said casually, knowing that Che Yu Tai was just joking.

  "Haha! Zhao Lao Guai, Che Lao Gui, and Shen brothers, you've arrived quickly! What? Not waiting for me to arrive before discussing how to divide the territory?"

  Among the laughter, a tall and majestic cultivator with black clothes and white hair appeared in the hall. He looked like he was only in his forties, but it was actually Zhuo Yang, the Yuan Ying cultivator of the Wu Xie Sect.

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