Blood splattered on the ground, and the scene became extremely bloody.

Seeing this, the faces of the other people turned even paler.

After a while, one of them couldn't stand the strong pressure anymore and fell to his knees.

"Please calm down, Grandpa. I am willing to speak. I am willing to speak."

The man's voice was trembling, almost crying.

"Not long ago, a monk found us and promised to pass on the secret method to us and let us infiltrate Feitian Sect. If we succeed in becoming a disciple, there will be more rewards and prizes."

Ye Yang's eyes became even colder.

These people are all teenagers, not too old, and have certain talents. It is obvious that they are pawns, and there must be someone behind them manipulating them.

It is obvious that he was bewitched by others.

"What does the monk look like?"

Ye Yang's voice was calm.

But the pressure contained in it made the young man almost breathless.

The young man replied tremblingly.

"He calls himself 'Shadow Stream' and wears a bamboo hat, so his face cannot be seen. But the aura on his body is very strong, and people dare not look directly at him. He is just like the ancestor."

He looked at Ye Yang, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

"The look in his eyes is...very scary."

Ye Yang nodded, and he already had a preliminary impression of this "Shadow Stream" in his mind.

"Besides asking you to join Feitian Sect, what else did he say to you?"

The boy swallowed and tried to calm down.

"He also said that if he could obtain the secret technique of Feitian Sect in the future, he might be accepted as a disciple by the True Ancestor."

After hearing this, Ye Yang was silent for a moment.

That Shadow Stream was obviously a pseudonym. The other party didn't want others to know his information, so he deliberately concealed his own information.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

"The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. In this case, we might as well use strategy to defeat the enemy."

Ye Yang pondered in his heart, then turned to the young man and continued to ask.
"How do you communicate? Is there any specific code or mark?"

The leading young man nodded, his voice still trembling, and then slowly pulled up his trouser legs. At the base of his thigh, there was a dark lotus the size of a grain of rice.

"The other party said that if there are any new instructions, this dark lotus will sense it and ask us to check regularly."

Ye Yang's eyes flickered as he looked at the dark black lotus.

Although this black lotus is very small, the lines of its petals are clear. There are twelve petals on each petal, with a golden core in the middle. It looks lifelike and seems to be blooming in the wind, which makes it look particularly strange.

"The Nisha Sect's peerless black lotus sword technique."

Ye Yang quickly recognized the origin of this black lotus.

The peerless Black Lotus Sword Technique of the Nisha Sect is quite famous and is one of the Nisha Sect's top-notch inherited techniques.

Those who practice this sword technique not only have superb swordsmanship, but can also produce the mark of the mother lotus and plant countless lotus seeds on other people's bodies.

It can track over thousands of miles, and contains the abilities of communication, bewitching, killing, and refining.

As long as these disciples who were planted with black lotus by him died, his own cultivation could still benefit them. This was an extremely insidious method.

"The rebels are still thieves."

Ye Yang's voice was low and serious, his eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at the young men.

He and Gu Xuan looked at each other, and they quickly made a decision.

"Feitianmen will give you a chance. If you are willing to cooperate, we may consider sparing your life. But if you conceal anything, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and immediately expressed their willingness to cooperate.

Ye Yang nodded and ordered his men to take these people away.

After everyone left, Ye Yang stood there with a frown on his face.

"These people have been exposed today. To the Nisha Sect, they are nothing more than pawns that can be replaced at will. It is almost impossible to find the big fish behind through them."

But fortunately, he had just figured out the consequences.

He knew that there were hidden spies among the disciples who came to Feitianmen to take the assessment.

Therefore, they did not catch all of them. They had secretly marked a few people and paid special attention to them. They were ready to pull out all the people behind them when the time came.

He closed his eyes and sensed carefully.

"In addition to the aura of the Nisha Sect, this disciple also has a special aura, dark and gloomy, which may come from the netherworld. For the time being, mark him as number one."

"As for the other disciple, although he doesn't seem to have anything special on the surface, his eyes occasionally flash with a barely perceptible cold light, which is obviously not something that ordinary young people can possess. There is also a faint smell of blood in his breath, which may mean that he has participated in many assassinations. I think he is undoubtedly from the Nisha Sect. I mark him as number two."

Ye Yang silently recorded these details in his mind.

"The third disciple is thin, but extremely agile, and seems to be good at hiding and assassination. Although there is no obvious black lotus mark on his wrist, there is a tiny tattoo on the inside of his left arm, which looks like some special symbol. Although I don't know where it came from, he definitely doesn't have any intentions in coming to Feitianmen."

"This disciple must also be paid special attention to, and is marked as number three."

At the same time, Zhang Chuan and Wang Duer, who were in the Illusion Formation, also felt the changes in the outside world.

Although they didn't know what happened exactly, the tense atmosphere in the air made them more cautious.

This formation can test the disciples' hearts by simulating various temptations, fears and challenges in real life.

Zhang Chuan and Wang Duer had experienced several tests in this formation before.

Each time, their resolve became stronger.

The scene in front of them changed again. This time, the two entered a gloomy and terrifying ghostland.

Thick fog filled the air, and from time to time there were eerie cries of ghosts and wolves howling.

Evil spirits with hideous faces rushed over from all directions, trying to devour them.

The two fought side by side, wielding their weapons and killing one evil ghost after another.

Despite the constant fear, their resolve grew stronger.

Finally, they broke through the ghosts' attacks in a flash of light and came to a peaceful forest.

The scene in front of me changed again.

There were only two people in the forest, but they were the faces of my parents.

But at this moment, the parents no longer have loving faces, but the bodies and claws of evil spirits.

They struggled, stretched out their hands, and grabbed Zhang Chuan's legs tightly.

"My son, stop cultivating immortality and come back to accompany us."

"My son, stop cultivating immortality and come back to accompany us."

The parents made shrill sounds, their eyes filled with pleading and resentment.

Zhang Chuan's heart sank suddenly, and he felt a strong sense of sadness and guilt surge in his heart.

He knew that this was the Heart-Standing Formation testing his resolve, but he could not ignore the real emotional impact.

"Zhang Chuan, don't listen to them!"

Wang Duer shouted loudly from the side.

"This is an illusion created by the formation. You must stay awake!"

Zhang Chuan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He looked at his parents who had turned into evil ghosts. Although he felt pain in his heart, his will did not waver.

"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad."

Zhang Chuan said in a low voice.

“I can’t give up my path.”

Zhang Chuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"It's all a fake! You're all fake. My parents wouldn't say that about me."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chuan shouted loudly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

(two)

He quickly drew out the long sword from his waist, and the sword energy was as fast as a rainbow, directly chopped the afterimages of his parents in front of him into pieces.

The parents, who had turned into evil spirits, let out shrill screams and turned into a cloud of black smoke, disappearing into the air.

At the same time, a scene that shocked Wang Duer appeared in front of him.

The old demon boy is not here.

The family was engulfed in the flames of war, the clan members fled in all directions, the enemy attacked, and the entire family was on the verge of extinction.

My father died in the war and my mother was bullied to death.

And because he was born with a poisonous body, he became a flesh and blood vessel for others to cultivate poisonous insects.

Endless sadness and despair surged in his heart, and he almost collapsed. "Ancestor, where are you?"

"Wang Duer, don't look!"

Zhang Chuan also noticed something strange about his companion and reminded him loudly.

"These are all illusions, you must stay awake!"

Wang Duer shuddered violently. Although the scene before him was realistic, he knew it was an illusion created by the formation.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, closed his eyes, and concentrated on fighting the force that was invading his mind.

"That's not true."

He whispered to himself.

"This is just a test of the formation."

Gradually, the illusion before my eyes began to blur and finally disappeared.

Wang Duer opened her eyes and saw the tranquil forest and the determined Zhang Chuan beside her.

"Thank you."

The two of them supported each other and walked through this confusing formation.

Continuing forward, through the quiet mountains and forests, we finally arrived at an open square.

There is a huge stone gate in the center of the square, with complex runes engraved on it.

The two looked at the huge hall, which had an immortal atmosphere and was extremely ethereal. It was engraved with complex runes and emitted a faint light.

The stone gate is about ten meters high and five meters wide, as if it is a gateway to another world.

Zhang Chuan and Wang Duer stood in front of the stone gate, looking up at the magnificent building, their hearts filled with awe and anticipation.

"It really is worthy of being a great sect of the immortals."

The two looked around and found that there were already countless disciples who had passed the test standing there.

Among them were both men and women, but all of them were extraordinary and imposing.

After all, Wang Duer had been to Feitianmen several times before, so she naturally knew more information than Zhang Chuan. She looked around and said to Zhang Chuan.

"That person is the legendary master of both sword and knife, Ye Yang. Not only is he a master of both sword and knife, but he is also extremely persistent in his practice. He has never stopped practicing and has reached the realm of a true person step by step. This kind of perseverance is even more admirable and is a role model for countless practitioners in the world."

"As for the one next to him, it was Gu Xuan, the head of Feitian Sect. He was a late bloomer and only reached the realm of warrior in his seventies. Then, he took one step at a time and reached the realm of real person when he was about to reach the limit of his lifespan. He was also very inspiring."

After hearing this introduction, Zhang Chuan nodded slightly, and a feeling of admiration for these two seniors arose in his heart.

"The experiences of Patriarch Ye and Sect Leader Gu are truly admirable, and their perseverance and determination are role models for us to learn from."

"These are all people of the older generation. Apart from these two, the younger generation of disciples of Feitian Sect should not be underestimated either."

Zhang Chuan was shocked when he heard this.

He turned to look at the cultivator that Wang Duer was pointing at. The man looked a little older, with a calm expression, and was obviously a well-informed man.

"Do you know the Hidden Dragon List?"

Zhang Chuan repeated it in a low voice, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"I heard that Feitianmen has a Moon Fairy named Huo Bingshuang who ranks third on the Hidden Dragon Ranking... It is said that she has a special destiny and is the best among the younger generation of Feitianmen."

Wang Duer also nodded slightly and added.

"Yes, Huo Bingshuang not only has a high level of cultivation, but also has extraordinary talent. She is also the disciple of that Patriarch Ye and is extremely powerful. This time, she was on a mission in Southern Xinjiang and has not returned."

"Although that man is not as strong as Huo Bingshuang, he is still equally powerful."

"That man's name is Dong Feng. He also has a legendary background. He is an expert in both swords and talismans. He ranks eighth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. His strength should not be underestimated."

Looking at those people, both of them were filled with an indescribable envy.

Zhang Chuan and Wang Duer looked at each other, and a complex emotion surged in their hearts.

"Huo Bingshuang, Dong Feng..."

Zhang Chuan repeated the two names in a low voice, with a look of both admiration and reluctance in his eyes.

"My parents always taught me to practice diligently. Patriarch Ye and Sect Leader Gu are inspiring. I also have these outstanding senior sisters and brothers who have set an example for me. As long as I practice hard, I may be able to catch up with them."

the other side.

Yan Qingying stood on a group of flying deer Taoist soldiers, streaking across the blue sky, leaving behind a beautiful tail feather.

Yu Qingshan and Huo Bingshuang rode on the Stepping Cloud Horses and headed forward.

After a while, the three of them arrived at a valley ahead.

They looked at each other and found that the atmosphere here was particularly gloomy, and there was a pungent fishy smell in the air.

Yan Qingying frowned slightly.

At this moment, he felt the Yellow Bean Taoist Soldiers and Flying Deer Taoist Soldiers in his hands trembling slightly, as if they had sensed something.

He couldn't help but frown.

Since entering the realm of true person, her Flying Deer Taoist Soldiers and Yellow Bean Taoist Soldiers have been refined and upgraded once again.

Both his combat capability and his ability to sense aura were much stronger than before.

At this moment, the two major Taoist soldiers issued warnings at the same time.

She immediately noticed that the spiritual energy here was abnormally disordered, and it was obvious that someone was performing some evil ritual.

Yu Qingshan and Huo Bingshuang simply followed behind Yan Qingying, scanning the surroundings and observing the surrounding environment vigilantly.

Suddenly, they heard a series of low roars.

The sound came from the depths of the valley, it was creepy.

“That sound.”

Yan Qingying said in a low voice.

She motioned for the two to follow, and the three of them quickly flew in the direction of the sound.

There are many monsters ahead, and the jungle is full of poisonous insects and pythons.

Yan Qingying is a cultivator at the level of True Person. He has keen senses and can sense the abnormal conditions of these monsters and poisonous insects. It is obvious that they are being controlled by some force.

Several monsters attacked and tried to stop them, but they were quickly blasted to pieces by her finger, revealing a clear path.

As they went deeper into the valley, the eerie sound became clearer and clearer.

Finally, they came to an open area and the scene before them surprised them.

There was a huge altar in the center of the valley, surrounded by all kinds of strange talismans and magical instruments.

A group of monks behaving strangely were gathered around the altar, performing some evil ritual.

Lying on the altar was a gigantic monster that looked like a female dragon or a fat pig, with two huge white wings on its back. Its body was covered with black chains and it kept roaring in pain.

At this moment, countless black insect eggs, each as big as a fist, grew densely on the body of the monster.

Those black insect eggs were wriggling on the monster's body, as if they would hatch at any time.

"It is the Earth Sow Dragon. This monster can nourish all things and is most suitable for giving birth to monsters and poisonous insects."

In addition to this earth sow dragon, there is also a dragon behind the valley.

There were also several huge monsters struggling in pain, their bodies covered with various venoms and talismans.

The eyes of these monsters became crazy and ferocious, as if they had completely lost their minds.

There were also many small poisonous insects hovering in the air, making a harsh buzzing sound.

"Someone is using sacrifices to the evil gods here to give birth to monsters!"

Yu Qingshan said angrily.

"I'm afraid it's the work of the Netherworld Yellow Springs. They want to destroy the balance of Southern Border and plunge this place into chaos."

"We still have to be careful. There are many monsters and poisonous insects here. We should not alert them. The main reason we are here is to find out the news about Thunder God's Wrath."

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Yan Qingying walked forward and gently pushed aside the vines.

I found a narrow passage in the cave, and there seemed to be some faint light at the end of the passage.

"Let's go in and take a look."

The three of them entered the cave one by one and walked along the passage.

The passage was cold and damp, and the air was filled with a rotten smell.

After walking for a while, they finally came to a spacious underground space.

This place was filled with all kinds of strange runes and altars. The three of them carefully dived into the depths of the valley and moved forward along the path around the altar.

He noticed that in the center of the altar was an ancient stone tablet engraved with strange symbols. Beneath the stone tablet was the flowing Yellow River, dark and vast.

At this moment, under the surging of the Yellow Spring, the stone tablet emitted mysterious spiritual fluctuations.

The whole air was filled with a disgusting stench, and nearby were white bones with traces of human bites on them.

"It is the forbidden entrance to the Netherworld Yellow Spring. Hurry back to the sect and report." (End of this chapter)