Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
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The target of Wu Division was Xiaolangdi, the only large Dark River in the Grand Canyon that had carved out an area through the rushing watercourse.

It was rich in spiritual energy and boasted an environmental beauty, making it an excellent place for cultivation.

That night, moonless and lightless.

Nineteen people of Wu Division began to approach the location of Xiaolangdi from outside the Grand Canyon.

They could not traverse long distances within the Grand Canyon, as it would easily alert the enemy; they could only approach from the outside and, once the time came, burst in directly.

Among the nineteen, there were two from the Natural Realm, namely the team leader Cao De’an and Lv Zhaolin; six from the God Sensing Realm, including the freak Hou Niao, who was indistinguishable between God Sensing and Natural; the remaining eleven were all at the initial stage of the Tongtian Third Realm, the Tongxuan Realm.

However, these people were essentially elite members gathered from all over the Bai Shen Sect, each with potential in their own territories and none weak in combat strength.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Cao De’an and Lv Zhaolin each led a person, quietly moving towards the Grand Canyon; the Loose Cultivators had alarm arrays set up along the edges of the Grand Canyon, and occasionally, cultivators would patrol, so someone needed to open the path in advance.

Before long, a message came from the front, and the remaining people followed in succession, sneaking into the Grand Canyon along the opened path.

In front of Hou Niao, the Grand Canyon finally unveiled its mysterious veil.

It was a narrow and long valley that was small on the outside and large on the inside, narrow at the top and wide within, with the deepest depths reaching thousands of feet.

The space inside was far more expansive than it appeared from the sky above.

Once inside the Grand Canyon and looking up, it was as if one were gazing at a sliver of the sky.

The vegetation inside the Grand Canyon was sparse.

Although there was an abundance of spiritual energy, due to the lack of sunlight, there were very few tall plants, no trees at all, and instead many low shrubs and even more mosses.

The complex terrain included gullies, protuberances, Dark Rivers, stone forests, and caves, leaving not a single flat surface to be seen.

The bottom stretched tens of miles wide, resembling a giant dragon lying beneath the earth.

Almost no mortals lived here because there were no conditions suitable for mortal life.

The vast wilderness outside the Grand Canyon had plenty of space; why would anyone choose to live in this lightless existence?

Yet the commerce here was very developed and famous in the southwest as a black market trading hub.

Stolen goods from southwest regions and even further afield flowed in and out continuously, creating a no-man’s land of free trade with a tremendous volume of transactions.

With the presence of merchants came other professionals providing the basic necessities of life.

The few mortals within the Grand Canyon were mostly concentrated in this sector.

It was also for this reason that the concept of supervision existed—to guard against the Bai Shen Sect cultivators taking advantage of chaos.

The Bai Shen Sect from the upper hills wanted to eliminate the disorganized forces here but did not wish to disturb the black market since the taxes from the black market were even greater and heavier than those from regular merchants.

So, it all boiled down to interests; the chaotic powers here had grown strong enough to start affecting the Bai Shen Sect’s tax revenue.

…The point where they entered was not far from Xiaolangdi, no more than thirty miles away, which was a mere moment for cultivators capable of flight.

But the goal of the ambush had not been achieved.

By the time they reached Xiaolangdi, the Loose Cultivators were already fully prepared for battle.

Clearly, the infiltration into the Grand Canyon had not escaped the notice of these Loose Cultivators.

Or perhaps there was another possibility: that the entire operation was within the enemy’s expectations?

There was no dialogue, not even the usual pre-battle communication; nearly thirty Loose Cultivators surged forth, immediately plunging into chaos mode.

After all, they were from a state with some renown in the cultivation power of the continent, and though the Bai Shen Sect cultivators felt that the situation was somewhat unexpected and they were at a numerical disadvantage, their psychological advantage as disciples from a major sect did not allow them to shrink back.

The battle erupted in an instant, so quickly that the two team leaders had no time to issue final orders.

The Loose Cultivators, with their myriad of Daoist practices, may have seemed miscellaneous, but they had abundant combat experience; the gap in individual strength between them and the disciples of the major sect was compensated by their number and experience.

For a moment, the fight was evenly matched, with each side as formidable as the other.

Hou Niao stayed to one side, not actively joining the fight.

As an Observer, his duty was to focus more on the overall situation of the battlefield than to engage in personal combat.

The battle was fierce and thrilling; the main theme was the clash between Body Cultivation and Magic Cultivation, the collision between those who cultivated the Middle Dantian and the Lower Dantian.

In a relatively confined space like the Grand Canyon, those who practiced Body Cultivation had the advantage.

Such a battle was stirring to him, but he was uncertain about what he should do in this situation?

He was not formally from the Capital Commandant’s office, and his understanding of the job scope was still vague, but one thing was clear: if the Bai Shen Sect needed combat power, they would have cooperated with the Situ Mansion; since they had now chosen the Sikong Mansion, it was a different matter.

If the Shan Sect Sword Cultivators really exerted themselves in the cleanup, would they have to share a portion of the spoils afterward?

So, a few officers from the Sikong System were present, not to fight, but to observe whether such a supervision system was effective during combat.

He stepped further back since the Bai Shen Sect Cultivators, after revealing their Dharma Bodies, took up an extraordinary amount of space, creating an overwhelming sense of spatial oppression with their punches and kicks, as if there was no room for them in the heavens and the earth.

Gradually, the Bai Shen Sect began to gain the upper hand.

A systematic cultivation system ultimately could not be compared to the haphazards of Loose Cultivators; the disparity wasn’t apparent initially, but after a deadlock was reached, the depth of their foundation magnified everything.

What puzzled him was why, with the current strength of the Loose Cultivators, they could have forcefully broken through without hesitation.

There was no need for a fight to the death here, and fully utilizing the characteristic of Loose Cultivators to come and go without a trace was their supreme secret technique for survival.

Was there any point in persisting between the powers of two cultivation nations?

He was not familiar with the history of the Grand Canyon’s Loose Cultivators, so he could not make his own judgment, but he felt that they were somewhat different from the Lizhi Sea Pirate Group.

Lost in thought, the Loose Cultivators of the Grand Canyon finally changed their strategy and began to break through in one direction.

For the depths of the canyon, hundreds of zhang deep, breaking out was not difficult.

Watching this, he shook his head.

He finally understood the intent of the Bai Shen Sect: their so-called cleanup was better described as dispersion; this was likely a judgment made by the Bai Shen Sect based on the situation at hand and was also determined by the uniqueness of fights between cultivators.

In battles between cultivators, determining the winner is easy, but killing is difficult, especially in chaos.

Who doesn’t have a few life-saving tricks up their sleeve?

The Bai Shen Sect hadn’t planned to annihilate everyone, so of course, he would not take it upon himself to stand out.

Killing a few Loose Cultivators wouldn’t change the fundamentals, and the Bai Shen Cultivators might not appreciate it.

Originally, with such a mindset, he might have just slipped through the battle, but a fleeting sword light in the distance caught his attention.