A crack!
On the glacier.
A hiss...!
Yu Xuan old Daoist was struck in the chest by the main god's palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His originally frail body, now like a kite with a broken string, drifted down, falling heavily onto the ice mountain...
"Brother Yu Xuan...!"
Cao Xianming was stunned, watching Yu Xuan old Daoist lying on the ground, spitting blood and struggling, clearly having lost his combat power...
"Mr. Cao, let's attack together...!"
Master Jue Yuan shouted, unleashing his Great Strength Vajra Palm towards the main god...
"Golden Bell Shield!"
The main god roared, releasing his internal energy, forming a golden great bell around his body...
Dong!
A deafening sound, the bell's chime echoed throughout the glacial land...
"Three Thousand Sword Techniques...!"
Cao Xianming drew his sword, yet no sword was visible in his hand. However, he used his internal energy to transform into a sword. An invisible great sword also struck the golden bell shield on the main god's body, producing another deafening clang...
"Haha, you are too weak..."
The main god laughed wildly, and immediately his body erupted with a terrifying aura, directly sending Master Jue Yuan and Cao Xianming flying back. They retreated several steps before steadying themselves, their blood churning, a taste of salt in their throats, and they too spat out blood, though not as miserably as Yu Xuan old Daoist.
"Alas, it seems we must remain here today."
Master Jue Yuan clasped his hands together in a sigh.
Over there, Yu Xuan old Daoist had climbed up by himself, cross-legged and cultivating to heal his injuries, but he was probably incapable of fighting further.
Cao Xianming frowned. Zhong Yu Long had invited him out of seclusion to deal with that young man named Wan Yun Ting, but he hadn't expected to encounter this immortal old geezer, the main god.
In the distance, Zhong Yu Long, Abbot Ren Xin, and others were also breaking through the encirclement of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult's sacrificial priests and their experts...
"Ren Xin, you should all leave quickly."
Master Jue Yuan suddenly shouted.
Abbot Ren Xin heard this and immediately turned his head. He saw Master Jue Yuan roar, channeling all his internal energy and unleashing Shaolin's Dragon Subduing Elephant Taming technique...
Roar!
A furious roar, the terrifying internal energy shook the snow on a snow-capped mountain next to the glacier...
The next moment, an avalanche poured down...
"Old monk, this old man will send you on your way...!" Seeing this, the main god roared and rushed forward, striking Master Jue Yuan's chest with a palm...
Puff...!
"Master...!"
Over there, Abbot Ren Xin cried out in distress...
"Brother, hurry and leave..."
Master Kong Wu and others, seeing the avalanche pouring down, quickly dragged Abbot Ren Xin away...
Zhong Yu Long and the others did the same. Liu Bing and Shi Yi Zhen turned and fled, not wanting to be buried by the avalanche...
"Main God..."
The sacrificial priests of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, seeing the main god instantly buried by the avalanche, cried out...
At the same instant, Cao Xianming first grabbed Yu Xuan old Daoist and leaped, evading the cascading avalanche...
Everyone thought the main god was buried and had no hope of survival...
Bang!
As a result, the main god broke through the snow and charged out, landing steadily on a glacier...
"The Main God is mighty..."
Seeing this, the sacrificial priests and their followers shouted excitedly...
"Hurry and leave..."
Zhong Yu Long, seeing this, could no longer care about anything else. He led the remaining members of the various sects and factions and quickly retreated towards the north, the direction Wan Yun Ting and the others had left.
"Chase! Don't leave a single survivor, kill them all!" The main god roared angrily from afar.
"Yes..."
The sacrificial priests led the remaining followers and immediately pursued Zhong Yu Long and the others...
In the distance, Cao Xianming watched Master Jue Yuan being forever buried in the avalanche and sighed. Looking at Yu Xuan old Daoist beside him, he said, "Brother Yu Xuan, I'm afraid we must also remain here."
Yu Xuan old Daoist's old face was pale. He gave a wry smile and said, "In this glacial land, if we can stay, it's not bad..."
The main god leaped towards them, slowly landing on another glacier. His sharp eyes stared directly at the two of them, and he sneered, "Don't worry, this old man will leave you both intact corpses...!"
"What's happening, is it an avalanche?"
Wan Yun Ting and Zhou Ruo Xi's group, who had already entered the valley, felt their hearts pound as they heard the massive commotion from the direction of the glacier behind them...
"Let's go quickly."
Wan Yun Ting had a bad premonition. He led them forward towards the Demon Mountain.
Ye Qian Qian couldn't help but say, "If we find the Demon Pool, and it's not as magical as the Old Heavenly Master said, and then the main god catches up, what should we do?"
At these words, Zhou Ruo Xi's eyebrows furrowed, and Wan Yun Ting also fell silent. This was exactly what he was worried about.
"We'll fight then," Zhang Xian'er said arrogantly and indifferently.
Ye Qian Qian turned her head and glanced at her with a light smile, "Even your Dragon Tiger Mountain's Old Heavenly Master couldn't defeat him, how can we fight?"
Zhang Xian'er looked at her disdainfully and said, "If you're afraid of dying, then don't follow."
Ye Qian Qian shook her head slightly and said to Wan Yun Ting, "Hey, you're a smart person. I don't believe you haven't thought of this. Do you have another way out?"
Wan Yun Ting looked at her and smiled, shaking his head, "I'm sorry, I really don't have another way out. The main god of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult will return to China sooner or later, it's just that I brought his return forward."
"This is unavoidable!"
Ye Qian Qian raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you gambling then?"
"That's right, I'm gambling!"
Wan Yun Ting nodded, his gaze deep, "I'm betting that your Demon Cult's Demon Pool is still usable!"
Ye Qian Qian seemed disappointed and sighed, shaking her head and saying nothing further. Fortunately, she hadn't brought Uncle Chang and the others with her. If Wan Yun Ting lost the gamble, she would probably have to perish with him...
The group traveled through the valley for an unknown amount of time. They even encountered snow wolves in the snow mountains, but they were all driven away by Wan Yun Ting and Zhou Ruo Xi.
It wasn't until sunset and the sky gradually darkened that they finally emerged from the valley. Before them stood a large mountain, the Gongger Peak, the solitary snow mountain surrounded by other mountains, the Demon Mountain!
"Is this the Demon Mountain?"
Ye Qian Qian looked at the Demon Mountain before her, unable to help but feel excited.
This was the former site of their Demon Cult. Their tenth-generation Demon Cult leader had developed the cult to its most glorious and prosperous period, ruling over all the evil sects in China and making it difficult for the major sects to breathe.
If it weren't for an immortal appearing in Dragon Tiger Mountain later, who joined forces with the major sects to defeat the tenth-generation cult leader, the Demon Cult would not have declined.
Ye Qian Qian had wanted to come find the Demon Mountain and its former site to revive their Demon Cult!
But Zhou Ruo Xi's birth mother, Yin Bai Su, had discouraged this idea. Society was different now, and even if they found the former site of the Demon Cult and the Demon Pool, what good would it do?
Could the Demon Cult really develop again?
Modern China did not allow evil ways to grow and strengthen!
"With such a large mountain, how do we find the Demon Pool?"
Zhang Xian'er gazed at the large snow mountain before her and asked doubtfully.
Ye Qian Qian, Zhou Ruo Xi, and Chen Qiu Yun also turned to look at Wan Yun Ting. He wore a helpless expression and said, "Back then, Ruo Xi's mother only told me that the Demon Pool was in the Demon Mountain, but as for where, I don't know!"
"Alas..."
Ye Qian Qian sighed. This was due to the severe discontinuity of their Demon Cult.
"Let's search around."
Wan Yun Ting looked at the Demon Mountain, but it was already night, and the temperature dropped sharply. It looked like it was about to snow. Wan Yun Ting pointed to a sheltered cliff face ahead and said, "We'll spend the night over there first, and then we'll talk tomorrow..."
"Okay..."
They moved over. Wan Yun Ting and Zhou Ruo Xi were setting up tents. Ye Qian Qian, having not brought one, could only watch...
"No fire, so we'll have to endure."
Wan Yun Ting looked at the Demon Mountain, which was essentially an ice mountain. There was no dry firewood to be found.
Also, to avoid being discovered, they wouldn't light a fire.
At this time, Zhong Yu Long, Abbot Ren Xin, Liu Bing, Shi Yi Zhen, Elder Zhang Qing, and people from various major sects, along with their remnants, were also hiding in the mountain forests of the valley. Everyone was plunged into sorrow...
Especially Abbot Ren Xin and Zhong Yu Long, who knew that Cao Xianming and Yu Xuan old Daoist were likely doomed.
And Master Jue Yuan was killed by the main god's palm in front of everyone, buried in the avalanche...