Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 232 - 229 Infiltration

Chapter 232: Chapter 229 Infiltration

Great Yan Country.

In Tiannan, each of the six countries has its own Sect presence, just as the Great Hua Country has the Heavenly Martial Hall, the Great Yun Country has the Wildfire Sect, the Great Xia Kingdom has Green Leaf Valley, and this Great Yan Country is the territory of the Earth Evil Sect.

However, Ye Xuan and his companions, led by Long Zhiyang, had also arrived at the border of Great Yan Country. They came to an island on the westernmost side of Great Yan. After some investigation, it turned out that the stronghold of the Black Demon Sect was right here.

Ye Xuan and Ling Qianxue temporarily settled down on the coast opposite the island without making any rash moves. He now had two tasks: one was to infiltrate, and the other was to inform sectors such as the Wildfire Sect and the Earth Evil Sect, and of course, other Sects like the Heavenly Martial Hall also needed to be notified, but there had to be an order.

Since they had discovered the stronghold of the Black Demon Sect, they had to prepare to wipe them out completely this time, leaving no hidden dangers behind. While Ye Xuan was sending messages to the various great Sects, on the other hand, he was also thinking of ways to infiltrate.

"I’ve already brought you here; you should be able to keep your promise and let me go, right?" Long Zhiyang was still tightly bound, and then he looked at Ye Xuan. He had brought him to this place, and the latter had already agreed that once he brought them here, he would spare him, sparing his life.

"Of course."

Ye Xuan nodded, and then turned to Ling Qianxue, "Qianxue, I’ll leave him to you. Don’t harm his life, just let him go."

"Understood."

Ling Qianxue nodded and then pulled Long Zhiyang out, leaving Ye Xuan’s line of sight.

Glancing at the two departing figures, Ye Xuan smiled coldly. How foolish it would be to actually let Long Zhiyang go here. He believed Ling Qianxue would be aware of that, and he was curious to see how she would handle the situation.

Dragging Long Zhiyang into a nearby forest, Ling Qianxue threw him onto the ground in front of her and stared at him with icy eyes.

"Xue’er, considering our childhood friendship, I was just confused for a moment, which is why I was bewitched by the demon of the Black Demon Sect. Rest assured, I will definitely correct my ways in the future."

Looking at the terrifyingly icy expression on Ling Qianxue, Long Zhiyang felt a bit guilty. What if she got angry and killed him? He’d die in vain. After all, there was a deep friendship between Ling Qianxue and him. Perhaps a few pleas for mercy would make her soften her heart, and while she’s softened, he might still have a chance to act and capture the woman in front of him.

Clang!

However, as he was pondering, Ling Qianxue suddenly drew her treasure sword. With a flash of cold light, Long Zhiyang’s face immediately changed, "What are you trying to do?"

Long Zhiyang turned pale, but Ling Qianxue said nothing and simply thrust her sword out. With a "puchi" sound, she struck Long Zhiyang’s dantian.

Blood spurted out, and Ling Qianxue’s sword was right on target. She didn’t take Long Zhiyang’s life, but she destroyed his dantian, effectively ruining his cultivation.

Once the dantian is destroyed, unless one has an incredible stroke of luck, there would be no chance of recovery. This undoubtedly meant that Long Zhiyang had completely become an ordinary person, a cripple.

"You... you ruined my cultivation?"

Long Zhiyang’s eyes widened, almost unable to believe as he shouted.

"Correct. Keeping you would only cause harm. Since I can’t kill you, I can only ruin your cultivation, ensuring you’ll never again have the capability to threaten anyone."

Ling Qianxue sheathed her sword, no flicker of emotion on her pretty face. Not killing Long Zhiyang was Ye Xuan’s directive; normally, Long Zhiyang would have been doomed, but considering the slight bit of past affinity, she could give him a chance to live. However, Long Zhiyang’s cultivation could not be spared and keeping it would only be a future threat.

"Damn it, you wretched girl; you might as well have killed me!" Long Zhiyang was going mad. Having his cultivation ruined by Ling Qianxue, he was undoubtedly now a cripple, and his future life would be incredibly miserable, even worse than being killed.

From a high and mighty Martial Sect Master, he’d fallen to an ordinary person whose cultivation was completely gone, as if he’d plummeted from heaven to hell.

However, Ling Qianxue paid no more attention to Long Zhiyang’s howls of rage. Just as he continued to roar like a madman, Ling Qianxue knocked him out with a punch to the back of his head.

No longer paying attention to Long Zhiyang, Ling Qianxue turned and walked back.

"I didn’t expect you to act so decisively this time."

Upon seeing Ling Qianxue, Ye Xuan smiled lightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He originally thought she wouldn’t be able to do it, but to his surprise, Ling Qianxue was quite decisive this time, directly ruining Long Zhiyang’s cultivation, which was unexpected to him.

"Even if I didn’t do it, you probably wouldn’t have just let him go like that," Ling Qianxue countered.

"That’s natural,"

A glint of sharpness passed through Ye Xuan’s eyes, "But since I said I wouldn’t kill him, then his life shouldn’t be taken. Ruining his cultivation is indeed the best approach."

He had no intention of letting Long Zhiyang go. The latter’s existence was a threat, much like a toxic tumor lingering within the Heavenly Martial Hall, ready to release a fatal poison at any moment, posing a significant threat to the entire hall.

"When do you plan to go to the island?"

Not dwelling further on the issue with Long Zhiyang, Ling Qianxue instead asked.

"We should wait. The message has only just gone out not long ago. Even the Earth Evil Sect, which is the closest, should not arrive until tomorrow. We need to wait for people from the Six Great Sects to arrive and attract the attention of the Black Demon Sect. That will be our best opportunity to act," Ye Xuan said after a slight pause.

"Understood."

Ling Qianxue looked at the island, its outline just barely visible, her pretty face extremely solemn. The headquarters of the Black Demon Sect was bound to be dangerous, but with Ye Xuan by her side, her worry seemed to decrease by a lot. His presence seemed to give her a sense of security.

"The island is perilous, and you don’t have to follow me."

Seemingly noticing a trace of worry in Ling Qianxue’s eyes, Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.

"No, having come all this way, do you see me as someone who retreats so easily?" Ling Qianxue said somewhat unhappily.

"Then it’s up to you."

Ye Xuan was also somewhat helpless, but for this mission, even he couldn’t afford to be careless at all. After all, it was the lair of the Black Demon Sect, not just any ordinary place. The danger was countless, and he planned to rescue Mu Yan, which only added to the difficulty of the journey.

...

Two days later.

Members of the Earth Evil Sect and Wildfire Sect finally arrived at the coast one after another. On the second night, Ye Xuan and Ling Qianxue began their operation, using the ghost masks Mu Yan had given them to easily infiltrate the island.

The island was the size of a small city, eerily quiet, with many strange plants.

Below the island, a faint aura of yin qi seeped out. Among the spooky mountains, connected by deep and long ravines filled with mysterious materials, phosphorescence twinkled, deathly still, with faint grey-white smoke curling around.

The island was strewn with spooky graveyards, all separated by ravines, with eerie howls echoing from time to time.

Ye Xuan and Ling Qianxue, having infiltrated the island, advanced cautiously and carefully.

"The Black Demon Sect has hidden its nest in such a place; no wonder it has managed to escape the notice of the Six Great Sects for so many years without being discovered."

Looking at the gloomy environment, Ling Qianxue’s pretty face also showed a hint of surprise. If it hadn’t been for Long Zhiyang revealing this place, had they searched aimlessly, it was uncertain when they would have found this spot.

At a glance, the island seemed like a giant spider web, with ravines crisscrossing like spider silk, and the tops of mountains like points of intersection on the web. Graveyards and ravines filled every corner of the island.

Countless grey-brown plants grew on the level ground near the graveyards and ravines, seemingly lifeless, exuding a demonic and eerie vibe as if they were incarnations of demons, making them quite uncomfortable to look at.

In the center of the island was a large graveyard, with tombstone-like stone towers built above it, where pale-faced disciples of the Black Demon Sect with sinister expressions stood guard.

Most of these Black Demon Sect disciples were not yet at the level of Martial Sect Masters, moving emotionlessly atop the stone towers, occasionally entering the graveyards below.

At the caves entrances of the island’s great graveyards, disciples of the Black Demon Sect could be seen. Lights flickered occasionally between the mountains and graveyards, showing prohibitions opening and closing. The island was filled with countless prohibitions, both large and small, making its defenses extremely strict.

The entire island lay under a weird, spooky atmosphere, with graveyards and bizarre plants everywhere, surrounded by a deathly aura.

That central mausoleum was the most heavily guarded, with the most disciples from the Black Demon Sect patrolling. That was probably where the core and heart of the Black Demon Sect lay.

But how were they going to get in past such strict defenses?

"Let’s go."

As Ling Qianxue was still thinking of a strategy, Ye Xuan had already pulled her away and casually joined the ranks of the Black Demon Sect disciples, heading toward the central mausoleum.

At this moment, Ling Qianxue couldn’t help but tug at Ye Xuan’s sleeve. They had already noticed special prohibitions around the graveyard. Anyone unfamiliar with the area might accidentally trigger them, and if not detected in time, the consequences would be terrible.

However, Ye Xuan’s expression remained calm. He approached the prohibition nonchalantly and, like the other Black Demon Sect disciples, skillfully activated it and followed through.

This scene left Ling Qianxue somewhat astonished. Could it be that Ye Xuan possessed an eidetic memory? But that still seemed too simple—if just watching others could allow one to learn how to activate the prohibitions—especially since the central mausoleum’s prohibitions were the most sophisticated on the island and unlikely to be as straightforward as one might imagine.