Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 83 Chaotic Battle in Kongsang

Du Fan stared in disbelief as Ye Feng walked to a large potted plant and plucked an inconspicuous little branch from the soil. It was about the size of a finger, resembling a withered twig, with a dozen or so tiny, yellowish leaves growing on it, each only about half an inch long.

That wasn't all. Ye Feng dug up the soil in the potted plant and soon pulled out a small, dark green insect about an inch in size. It resembled a silkworm, but it was different.

The small, dark green insect had long antennae on its head and two wings on its body. It was being held in Ye Feng's hand and was emitting a low buzzing sound, as if it was dissatisfied.

"Brother Ye, the two treasures of the Kongsang Sect, could they be these two items?" Du Fan stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

"That's right, exactly!" Ye Feng said, one in each hand, his face beaming with joy.

"They... just left here so casually?" Du Fan was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Hehe, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Who would have thought that these two things would be placed here? If they had been hidden in a secret room or a more secluded place, that bitch Xia Rui would probably have succeeded by now."

"This was something I suggested to the sect leader back then, and I didn't expect him to agree without hesitation." Ye Feng was quite satisfied with Du Fan's surprised expression and said with no small amount of pride.

Du Fan swallowed hard, then suddenly raised his arm and gave Ye Feng a thumbs-up...

He had to admire Ye Feng's ingenious ideas and Master He's boldness.

"Someone's coming from outside! Let's go!"

Ye Feng suddenly frowned, and Du Fan's heart tightened upon hearing this. Instead of taking the stairs, the two kicked open the window and jumped directly from the second-floor window.

As soon as Du Fan landed, he saw seven or eight unfamiliar cultivators dressed in different styles surrounding Guan Jing.

Most of these people looked to be in their twenties or thirties, with fierce eyes and cruel expressions. Their cultivation levels were all around the fourth or fifth level of the Qi Refining stage.

Guan Jing's face was pale, but her gaze was firm, showing no sign of backing down.

"You're courting death!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and instantly a large amount of invisible wind swept through the void and rushed forward.

A moment later, countless sharp rays of light stirred up a large rain of blood. Seven or eight outsiders didn't even have time to utter a scream before their bodies were riddled with holes by the dense, sharp rays of light, and they collapsed to the ground.

"Thank you for saving me, Senior Brother Ye." Guan Jing was startled at first, but then overjoyed. She immediately bowed to Ye Feng.

"I will naturally not hold back against these outsiders, so Junior Sister Guan need not be polite."

"This place is so remote, yet outsiders have come here. It seems that the entire Kongsang Sect has almost fallen. We should not stay here any longer. Let's hurry to the back of the main peak!" Ye Feng's expression softened considerably when he spoke to Guan Jing, but then he abruptly changed the subject and said.

"In that case, let's hurry up and go."

Du Fan nodded, and the three of them used another Swiftness Talisman before speeding away into the distance.

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In front of the Kongsang Sect's Sutra Repository, over a hundred corpses lay scattered on a hundred-foot-wide bluestone floor. Among them were inner disciples of the Kongsang Sect as well as outsiders dressed in various styles, many of whom had severed limbs.

More than twenty inner female disciples of Cuizhu Garden were fighting fiercely against the invading outsiders. Among them was Cheng Yu, the senior sister of Cuizhu Garden, who was glaring at them with a cold expression.

At this moment, she held a half-zhang-long iron hammer in her hand. With each swing, she would create a large number of dark hammer shadows, smashing an enemy cultivator to pieces. Before long, there were dozens of foreign cultivators lying under her.

However, outsiders continued to rush towards the Sutra Repository from afar, seemingly inexhaustible, which filled one with despair.

A pretty female disciple from the Green Bamboo Garden, holding a long whip, had just smashed the head of a burly man when she suddenly stopped moving.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice a thin line of blood appearing on the woman's fair neck. A moment later, her head swayed and crashed to the ground with a thud, clearly indicating that she had been decapitated.

Not far away, a strange woman with thin white silk wrapped around her arm suddenly gave a sly smile with a flick of her wrist.

"Jasmine!" Upon seeing this, Cheng Yu immediately let out a fierce roar. Filled with grief and indignation, he swung the hammer in his hand even faster, creating a series of terrifying whooshing sounds.

In the blink of an eye, three outsiders fell dead, including the eerie woman.

After a short while, an old man in black robes appeared in front of the Scripture Pavilion. He was a Foundation Establishment stage expert, and behind him were hundreds of cultivators, mostly disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect, as well as other cultivators of unknown origin.

"Disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect, listen to my command! Take away all the cultivation techniques and scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion!" With a single command from the old man, the disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect surged into the Scripture Pavilion, their expressions filled with greed and excitement.

The others began searching the storage bags on the hundreds of corpses lying on the ground.

On the ground lay a woman, burly and fierce-looking, but now her body was a bloody mess, one arm and one leg missing, leaving her a mutilated corpse, her death extremely tragic. This woman was Cheng Yu.

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In the square, which was several acres in size, in front of the warehouse, more than ten people were locked in a fierce battle. Although there were not many of them, they were all Foundation Establishment experts. Their movements were dazzling and their battle was filled with constant booming sounds. The intensity of the battle was far beyond that of the Qi Refining stage battle groups.

Outside the square, twenty or thirty disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect stood there, watching indifferently with cruel smiles on their faces.

After a deafening roar, the battle in the small square ended, leaving seven or eight corpses lying motionless in pools of blood.

Six Foundation Establishment experts stood there, coldly glancing at the corpse on the ground.

One of them shouted in a deep voice, "What are you all standing there for? Take all the materials from the Kongsang Gate's warehouse!"

"Yes!" The group of disciples from the Burial Ghost Sect outside the square immediately showed excitement and headed straight for the warehouse door.

"Huh? There's another little guy." A Foundation Establishment expert from the Burial Ghost Sect exclaimed softly, then discovered Wang San, an inner sect servant hiding behind a large tree.

The Foundation Establishment expert immediately flicked his wrist, and a black beam of light as thick as a bowl shot out instantly.

"Ah..." A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out.

Suddenly, a bloody hole appeared in Wang San's chest, and his heart had disappeared.

Wang San's eyes still held a trace of terror, but they had lost their luster. A moment later, he collapsed to the ground, already dead beyond any doubt.

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The Monster Farm office had been looted, leaving behind only ruins and rubble, as well as hundreds of mangled corpses...

At this moment, within the Kongsang Sect, the alchemy room, the office, the general store, the pharmacy, and other places storing cultivation resources were all experiencing similar scenes: some were desperately struggling, while others were dying and losing everything...

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"Brother Du, be careful!" Ye Feng shouted.

A sharp golden light, just inches away from Du Fan's brow, was deflected by a wind blade from Ye Feng, producing a piercing metallic screech in the void.

Du Fan's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and cold sweat poured out. Just a moment ago, he had been incredibly close to death.

At this moment, the fine iron longsword in his hand was only half left, and there was a horrifying wound on his right side that was deep enough to expose the bone, from which blood was flowing.

At this moment, Du Fan's mana was almost completely depleted. In the previous fierce battle, neither the Water Shadow Sword nor the Weak Water Shield were effective against the large number of high-level disciples of the enemy. Instead, they caused him to suffer a great loss of mana and become exhausted.

Now, the only thing he has left to protect himself is his talismans, but they have been almost completely depleted in the previous series of fierce battles.

As for the invisibility ring he possessed, he didn't even consider it. He didn't think that the invisibility ring could be of any use in this situation, and using it rashly might only attract the enemy's attention.

If it weren't for Ye Feng and Guan Jing protecting him, Du Fan would probably have been killed a thousand times over on the way here.

Guan Jing also witnessed the shocking scene, but she didn't have time to help. Her eyes were red, but after seeing Ye Feng intervene and Du Fan was unharmed, she finally felt relieved.

At the same time, she let out a delicate shout, her face filled with murderous intent. She swung her magic weapon, and a golden blade of light shot out from it, cleaving a disciple of the Burial Ghost Sect in two before she swiftly flashed in front of Du Fan.

As Ye Feng wielded his sleeves and long sword, more than ten outsiders fell dead. With a sway, he stood with Du Fan and Guan Jing, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

This is a square covering several tens of acres, and it is also the only way to the back of the main peak. But now it has become a tragic and bloody battlefield.

On the plaza, there were hundreds of people engaged in a chaotic battle, including over a hundred Foundation Establishment experts and the rest of the Qi Refining disciples.

The disciples of the Kongsang Sect here are almost all core disciples. They already have high cultivation levels, and with multiple spiritual roots, they can simultaneously unleash spells of different attributes, making them incredibly powerful. Therefore, each of them is extraordinary.

Moreover, most of the core disciples are accompanied by a magical beast to assist in battle. When facing enemies of the same level, they can fight three at once with ease.

The magical beasts were diverse, including jackals, tigers, leopards, birds, and beasts, and were of the second or third rank, equivalent to cultivators at the fifth level of the Qi Refining stage or the Great Perfection stage.

Moreover, most of these magical beasts are thick-skinned and tough, and more than ten of them even possess innate supernatural abilities, making them more than capable of resisting one or two cultivators of the same level at the same time.

However, the battles here are extremely chaotic, and they are not all fought between equals. Often, a casual strike from a Foundation Establishment expert can kill more than ten Qi Refining disciples. Some people don't even know who their enemy is until the moment of their death.