Chapter 284 - 310: Feathered Battle, Divine Talisman Torn, Sword Light Like a Dragon

Jin Yunfeng started in alarm. After a few quick flashes, he dropped into a crouch and watched from the corner of his eye.

In the distance, he saw figures swarming. Squads of patrolling Guards, armed with sharp blades, were rushing over. They moved with extreme speed, clearly elites with considerable Cultivation.

RUSTLE!

The patrolling Guards knelt one after another before the doors of the hall.

A Daoist walked out from a nearby side hall. He coughed before speaking.

"Elder, do you have any instructions?"

Jin Yunfeng didn’t dare to look directly. The Daoist wore a pale white Daoist Robe, his aura so restrained he seemed like a mortal. In truth, he was a Returning Void Realm True Master.

If not for the Divine Talisman concealing his form and aura, he would have been discovered long ago.

Even so, if he were to stare brazenly, he still risked being found out.

At that moment, a barely perceptible look of resignation crossed the Daoist’s face.

He had just been diligently practicing a Cultivation Technique and had reached a moment of insight. He was on the verge of a breakthrough, but the Gui Chen Sect Elder had suddenly shattered his meditative state.

Now that his state of insight was gone, he estimated it would take a great deal more time to master the Cultivation Technique.

In truth, if it weren’t for the Leader of Gui Chen Sect’s orders, he would have left this branch sect long ago to find an Immortal Mountain Spiritual Land and enter secluded cultivation.

"So Fellow Daoist Changqing was disturbed as well? A moment ago, I felt a sudden premonition, but I do not know its cause..."

From the depths of the great hall, an old man in a black Daoist Robe gave a light cough.

"Fellow Daoist, you are skilled in divination. Then please, divine the cause for me!"

The Gui Chen Sect Elder who spoke was ancient. He was considered one of the veteran Elders within the Gui Chen Sect and held a very high position.

Yet, even though his body was old, his hair was still lustrous, without a single strand of white. His skin wasn’t dry and withered like that of most elderly people; on the contrary, it was fair and rosy. Outwardly, he even cut a rather dashing figure.

"Oh?"

Changqing Daoist’s eyes flickered as he grew more cautious.

This old man’s lifespan was nearing its end. He had only managed to extend it slightly, clinging precariously to life to this day, by refining the Essence Blood of countless mortals.

But no matter how one put it, he was still a Void Realm expert with a keen Divine Sense. It was possible he had truly sensed something.

He muttered something under his breath, his fingers weaving through hand seals as motes of light flickered around them. His expression was quite serious.

After a moment, however, he shook his head.

"Elder, you are likely just uneasy because your Blood Exchange Stage is approaching. There is no danger nearby. This entire area is enveloped by the Divine Sense of the Leader of Gui Chen Sect. Very few can escape his detection."

"Is that so? It’s just... I still feel a lingering sense of unease..."

The old man in the Black Robe muttered to himself.

Lately, he had been growing paranoid. And he had already lived for over ten thousand years.

But the longer he lived, the more he grew attached to the world of the living.

Changqing Daoist bowed slightly, but he was sneering inwardly.

’When this old scoundrel was young, he was an arrogant tyrant who did as he pleased. He commanded more than half the Incense of an entire province and lived a life of utter extravagance.’

’But now, on death’s door, his Mental Realm was no different from a mortal’s—filled with terror and anxiety. It was rather pathetic.’

’His once imposing, godlike presence had vanished, washed away by the countless infusions of Essence Blood. Now he spent his days mired in paranoia, terrified of assassination and of old enemies seeking revenge.’

’He wouldn’t even allow his most trusted aides to enter his seclusion chamber.’

Just then, the great sun within Jin Yunfeng’s mind trembled slightly.

A glint of gold flashed in his eyes, and his gaze pierced through layer after layer of Arrays, landing on the old man.

’Damn it! That old fiend... he’s refined so much Essence Blood!’

Then, he seemed to see something, and his eyes widened in fury, nearly splitting at the corners.

He saw the old man seated on a blood-red meditation cushion, surrounded by innumerable pools of blood. Vast quantities of crimson Essence Blood churned and bubbled within them.

He could faintly hear wails of resentment and agony rising from the bloody pools.

Staring at the scene, Jin Yunfeng could almost smell the thick stench of blood washing over him.

To amass this much Essence Blood... one could only imagine how many people had died tragically at the hands of the old man in the Black Robe.

’I have to kill him!’

Jin Yunfeng retracted his gaze, his eyes glinting darkly.

’If this man is allowed to live, there’s no telling how many more people will suffer a horrible death at his hands.’

’It’s not just this Daoist. There are several other Void Realm auras nearby. For a mere branch of the Gui Chen Sect, the security is this tight...’

After a moment, he composed himself and scanned his surroundings, his expression grave.

’A Feather Transformation Realm Great Power is a terrifying existence. The entire Capital City is likely within their perception.’

’If I fail to kill that old man and get held up by these Daoists, the Leader of Gui Chen Sect will probably strike from afar the very next moment.’

But he had always been audacious. All he could think about now was how to kill this old beast and expose these pools of blood to the world. He felt not a shred of fear.

’Old Mansion Master! Please, lend me your strength! For the sake of the Ten Thousand Spirits, help me eliminate this scourge!’

Jin Yunfeng gritted his teeth as he pleaded with the great sun in his mind.

VMMMM!

The great sun in his mind immediately pulsed with a surge of golden light!

A startling roar suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, waking most of the people in the Capital City.

A mighty shockwave rolled in from the horizon, kicking up furious gales that battered the Gui Chen Sect’s branch.

Instantly, the heavens themselves transformed!

In that instant, serpents of lightning writhed madly across the sky, weaving together to form an ancient, majestic face.

"The Gui Chen Sect plunders the Essence Blood of its mortal followers to extend the lives of its members! They are nothing less than an Evil Cult!"