Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 828 - 581: Return to Treasure Flower Sect_2

Chapter 828: Chapter 581: Return to Treasure Flower Sect_2

The old woman quietly gazed at the sky with her cane in hand.

Suddenly, her face tensed slightly and she fiercely threw her cane toward the horizon.

The originally plain and simple cane, after leaving her hands, swelled in the wind and quickly transformed into a gigantic tree that propped up the sky. The tree was bustling with life, with hundreds of flowers blooming, carrying an overwhelming force, it stirred the sea of clouds and brutally smashed into a certain place!

At the same time, an enormously huge furry forelimb suddenly stretched out from the sea of clouds and attempted to grab the cultivators below.

With its fingers spread out, it was like a net between heaven and earth, leaving no escape for the beings below.

Fortunately, the tree with blooming flowers smashed down on that arm, causing its skin to split and flesh to burst open, and a violent shriek rang out from within the clouds!

"Ao——"

When that fierce ape face appeared from the horizon, the breaths of the many cultivators below halted abruptly, as if struck by lightning!

"Get inside! Close the formation!"

Zhi Lan darted past the crowd, loudly reminding them.

The moment her words echoed, the sea of clouds churned again, a robust white wing fiercely struck the tree, sending a violent storm of breath sweeping downwards, where even the mere aftermath could leave nothing of the cultivators below but dust.

The tree with blooming flowers was thrown back, petals scattering, and transformed back into the shape of a cane, fiercely crashing back into the old woman’s palm, causing her to stagger back several steps.

Sect Master Bao Hua forcefully steadied herself, her gaze swiftly moving downwards, trying to block the raging winds formed by the gathering of the heavenly and earthly breaths, but it was already a bit too late.

Just then, as if mountains were falling, an unbreakable barrier firmly stood in front of them.

The wind swept across the hill, which stood immovable.

When the breath returned to calm, the flustered crowd looked closely, only to see no hill but merely an old man in linen standing there.

The old man sarcastically glared above, "You two adversaries, to think you could also come together? Old Ape, have you forgotten it once crushed your mother’s skull?"

Before his words had even finished, another sturdy elder appeared beside him. The two stood one before the other, their presence transforming from a hill to a continuous mountain range, even more solid and unshakable.

"Thank you for your assistance, fellow Daoist."

Sect Master Bao Hua breathed a sigh of relief, knowing her disciple had also been among those crowds.

"You’re welcome."

The old man slightly bowed with a free and easy grace, "Ban Shan Sect, under the orders of Sect Master Shen of Nanyang, has come to aid Southern Hong!"

Hearing the name of Sect Master Shen, Sect Master Bao Hua slightly startled, and Zhi Lan in the crowd also instinctively looked toward the old man in front.

So, that young sect master still remembered their Treasure Flower Sect.

And even such a powerful figure was now following the orders of another... Sect Master Shen was becoming more and more like the Sect Master of Nanyang from a hundred thousand years ago.

"Heh."

Sect Master Ban Shan withdrew his hand, his expression returning to indifference, looking toward the horizon, "Why are you hiding there? Do you think I don’t know of your capabilities? Now scram!"

Compared to confronting these two demons, it was more important to help these sect cultivators retreat to safety.

"It’s truly ironic, cultivators from Western Hong coming to help these barbarians of the south protect their precious ground. Old Huang, you really must be too full."

The old Ape slowly retracted his arm, taunting, "And under the command of the Sect Master of Nanyang? Haven’t you been out for the last hundred thousand years? Your news is a bit too outdated."

To think that the South Hong Seven Sons were still the Seven Sons of yore, support pillars that the Ban Shan Sect could rely on?

"No matter, the southern barbarians are rich in delights, this one though fatty and tasty, it’s all the same if I come to devour it next time. You’d better keep guarding here, adding two big dishes on my table."

The old Ape sneered sinisterly, knowing the situation was unsustainable, and no longer lingered, his entire face slowly disappeared into the cloud sea.

"..."

Sect Master Ban Shan stood silently, wanting to retaliate, but as a power of Western Hong, having witnessed what had happened in recent days, he knew well that what the old Ape said was true.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have urgently brought his sub-sect masters rushing from Western Hong.

With Dragon Palace’s thorough expulsions, Western Hong had uncommonly become a place free from great demons, which was good news for them, but for Southern Hong... it was utterly chilling even to think about.

In such a trend, whether Ban Shan Sect arrived or not, would not alter the overall situation.

They could only do what was within their power.

"Fellow Daoist, after accepting this batch of people, let’s close the sect for now and see how things go."

Sect Master Ban Shan, just by looking at the current situation, knew that Sect Master Bao Hua was a benevolent person, but there really wasn’t much time left.

"I understand."

The old woman sighed, casting a glance towards her disciple.

Zhi Lan pursed her lips, her gaze scanning the fellow cultivators around her with uneasy expressions, closed her eyes, and took out the Jade Slip, "Once they’ve entered the sect, prepare to close the formation."

With a heart to save the dying and heal the wounded, but lacking the corresponding strength.

The current Treasure Flower Sect was barely able to protect itself.

The crowd started to surge again, but unlike the orderly manner before, many cultivators were now frantically pushing toward the front, fearing being a step behind and not making it into the precious ground.

And many more vassal forces cultivators were still located in various places, eagerly awaiting Treasure Flower Sect’s guidance.

Just then, the surging crowd suddenly stopped.

Only to hear an extremely sharp monkey screech blast through the air like a bolt from the blue, plunging the surroundings into dead silence.

Instantly, the entire Azure Sky twisted, the sun and moon lost their color, and the sea of clouds surged.