The night is as black as ink, cold and sternly murderous.

  Suddenly, a beam of light flashed through the darkness, swiftly approaching from afar, but from a distance, it seemed to be trembling slightly, with signs of instability.

  On the ground, Meng Jue was pacing back and forth anxiously. Behind him were the remaining disciples of Changsheng Hall, roughly fifty or sixty people, each with a look of horror on their faces as they gazed out at the road ahead.

  Until they saw that beam of light.

  The ordinary disciples suddenly became restless, and many people cheered up. Meng Jie, however, looked at the flying figure in the distance, his anxious expression becoming even more intense.

  The light flashed closer, stopped, and Yu Yangzi fell to the ground. Suddenly, everyone shouted "Master, Master" in unison. Unexpectedly, before anyone could rush up, Yu Yangzi's face turned pale, let out a loud "ahh", and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, staining his front collar red.

  Everyone's face fell.

  Meng Xiao rushed up and supported Yu Yangzi, feeling his hand was icy cold. He felt that Yu Yangzi's whole body was extremely cold, which was very unusual. Moreover, under his clothes, his body was still slightly trembling, and Meng Xiao couldn't help but be greatly shocked and lose his composure.

  Jade Yangzi felt Meng Jue's astonishment, and his eyes swept to the left and right again. He saw that the faces of these disciples under the gate also had a terrified color, knowing that these people were now startled birds, and their morale was in great disarray. If he himself could not hold on, it would immediately be a situation where the tree falls and the monkeys scatter.

  He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging blood in his chest, and said loudly: "You don't have to panic, just now I was forcing out the stagnant blood from my body through self-cultivation, nothing serious happened."

  In the daily life, Yuyangzi in the minds of the people at Changsheng Hall was like a god. Now that he has spoken, it seems to have some effect, and many of the crowd's faces have relaxed, apparently relieved.

  Yu Yangzi's words were like that, but his complexion was really too bad, white as paper, and there was a patch of blood on the left side of his body, even his sleeves were gone. He looked extremely disheveled. Fortunately, it was now in the depths of night, with thick darkness, otherwise if it were daytime, more than a hundred pairs of eyes would have seen him at once, and immediately noticed that he had already reached the end of his strength.

  Meng Jiao's eyebrows furrowed, and he immediately turned his head to shout at the people from Changsheng Hall: "The master is not seriously injured, you all go rest on the side first, and we'll make plans after dawn!"

  The crowd dispersed gradually, and when the people at the gate of Changsheng Hall were far away, Meng Xiao suddenly felt that Yu Yangzi's body beside him sank sharply, and he hurriedly supported him, looking at Yu Yangzi, his heart almost jumped out.

  Yu Yangzi's face was deathly pale, his breathing heavy, and if he hadn't been supporting himself, he would have almost collapsed.

  Meng Jue hastily helped Yu Yangzi sit down, and Yu Yangzi sat on the ground, slowly inhaling and exhaling, after a while, his breathing gradually calmed down, and his complexion looked better.

  Meanwhile, Meng Jue stood beside Yuyangzi, his face tense and worried, constantly looking around.

  The surroundings were dark and deep at night, except for a small fire lit by the disciples of Changsheng Hall nearby, everywhere was pitch black.

  The night was dark and ominous, as if it too was watching Longsheng Hall, this struggling and declining sect.

  Jade Yangzi slowly opened his eyes.

  Meng Jue immediately said in a low voice: "Master, are you all right?"

  Yu Yangzi let out a bitter laugh, and in his eyes, Meng Jie couldn't be compared to those ordinary disciples. He sighed softly: "I was just surrounded by those little brats from the Orthodox Sect, greatly exhausting my energy. Later, there was even a woman who used the Qingyun Sect's 'Divine Sword Thunder Seal'..."

  Meng Xiao's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed in surprise: "There is actually such a master among these people?"

  Yu Yangzi said with a sigh, "How could I? I fought several people, at least three or four of whom had extraordinary Daoist qualifications. In the end, I could only use 'Blood Curse' to force my way out!"

  Meng Xiao's expression changed again and again, the Blood Curse was a famous true magic curse of Changsheng Hall, which could instantly enhance one's Taoist practice, but the backlash after using it was extremely terrifying, not to mention the great damage to one's Taoist practice, and perhaps even reducing one's mortal lifespan.

  After a moment of stunned silence, Meng Jue regained his composure and asked Yu Yangzi: "Master, what shall we do now?"

  Yu Yangzi's face was solemn, and he remained silent for a moment before saying in a hateful tone: "Now that the arrow is on the string, it must be shot. After dawn, we will immediately head towards the depths of Dead Marsh and enter 'Inner Marsh' to search for treasure!"

  Meng Jue's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but say: "Master..."

  Jade Sunzi waved his hand, blocking Meng Jie's words, and said: "I know what you want to say, but now that we're withdrawing from the Dead Marsh, we'll eventually die at the hands of one of the other three major factions anyway. We might as well go all out!"

  Meng Xiao gazed at Yu Yangzi with a daze, seeing the ferocity in his pale face growing even thicker. Realizing it was futile to persuade him further, he slowly stood up, looked up at the sky and let out a soft sigh in his heart.

  This vast death swamp is located in the southwest of Shenzhou, covering an area of nearly 8,000 miles. It has been uninhabited since ancient times and is divided into two layers: the outer swamp, where people are currently located, belongs to the outer periphery of the dead swamp, occupying seven or eight-tenths of the land, with countless bottomless mud pits and extremely poisonous insects. However, for cultivators, this is not a concern, as long as they are careful not to misstep, there will be no major problems.

  In the deepest part of the Dead Swamp, there is a mysterious place that has been surrounded by highly toxic swamp gas all year round. No one knows what it looks like inside, and even if some high-ranking Taoist practitioners occasionally venture in to explore, they never return, so neither the orthodox nor the evil paths are willing to enter lightly.

  Since then, countless people have searched for treasures within the Dead Swamp, but so far there has been no news. Yu Yangzi had long expected this, and was afraid that the treasure might be in the most dangerous and unpredictable inner swamp. If it were an ordinary day, Yu Yangzi would still have to consider carefully and prepare for many days, but now the situation is pressing him, he himself is like a gambler who has bet everything, and can no longer care about anything else.

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  The night wind blows by.

  Most of the Changshengtang disciples who had been busy and tired all day fell asleep, and the flames on the ground also gradually went out. Yu Yangzi was still bowing his head in meditation, and Meng Xiao, who had just stood beside him, probably went to the side of the door disciple as well.

  Suddenly, Yuyangzi abruptly opened his eyes, with a fierce gaze, yet seemingly accompanied by a hint of fear, looking around in all directions.

  The night is deep and dark, darkness pervades everywhere.

  His entire body's muscles suddenly tensed up, then he slowly stood up.

  The only hand grasped the yin-yang mirror tightly.

  The cold wind pierced through his bones and blew across his body, as if it had chilled him to the heart.

  In the depths of darkness, footsteps gradually sounded.

  Bang, bang, bang......

  "Shā, shā, shā......"

  "Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

  As if with their own different rhythms, simultaneously, from three directions, light yet neat footsteps, converged towards the Longsheng Hall.

  Jade Yangzi's face showed a hint of despair for the first time, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Bastard, get out!"

  The loud voice, although slightly hoarse and lacking in vigor, still echoed far and wide across the marsh, instantly startling the people of Longsheng Hall from their sleep. Amidst the cries of alarm, they hastily scrambled to their feet and quickly gathered together.

  Yu Yangzi's face was uncertain, his heart sank, he looked around and suddenly exclaimed: "Where is Meng Jue? Where did he go?"

  Everyone in Changsheng Hall looked at each other in dismay, and after a long time, no one answered, apparently they all didn't know.

  Jade Sun's breath rushed upwards, and his brain felt a wave of dizziness. He almost spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

  Just then, a gentle male voice came from the darkness, saying: "Yu Yangzi Shifu, aren't you looking for this person?"

  A dark object flew out from the front of the Longsheng Hall, drew an arc in the air, and landed in front of Yuyangzi and the other disciples of the Longsheng Hall, rolling a few times.

  Next to it, someone had already lit a torch, and the fire illuminated below. Suddenly, there was an exclamation of surprise - this was actually the head of Meng Jiao, who had been standing here talking with everyone just now. His eyes were wide open, but his eyes showed a look of horror, as if he had died with his eyes open.

  Jade Yangzi took a deep breath, his gaze moving away from the last powerful subordinate's severed head in front of him, staring forward and saying coldly: "Qin Wu Yan?"

  A young man slowly walked out, his face slightly pale, but with a warm smile on his face. He smiled and said: "Master Uncle is indeed insightful, I was standing in the dark, and you can still recognize me, admirable, admirable!"

  Yu Yangzi's face was as ugly as it could get, and he said coldly: "You're ruthless, but the way your Wan Du Men treats fellow disciples of the Holy Sect, doesn't that old poisonous master of yours fear being beaten into the underworld by Tian Xia Ming Wang after death?"

  "Ah!" Qin Wu Yan pressed his hand to his chest, feigning shock, but a calm and peaceful smile spread across his face, without a hint of fear. He turned his head to the other side and said, "Jin Xian Zi, with such a serious crime, our Wan Du Men cannot bear the responsibility alone. Are you not coming out?"

  Jade Sun's face changed greatly, and he suddenly turned his head. On the left side, in the darkness, a woman with a graceful and elegant demeanor slowly walked out. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm. In this dark night, as she stepped out, it seemed to brighten up a bit.

  "Jin Bao Er!"

  Yu Yangzi seemed to grit his teeth as he uttered these three words.

  Jin Ping'er smiled and said: "Yu Yangzi Shu Shu, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been lately?"

  This sentence is even more venomous than the most vicious curse, Yu Yangzi stared at her coldly and said: "My Longsheng Hall has always been with Hehuan Sect, and we don't interfere with each other. Why do you want to join forces with these guys from Wudu Men to kick me while I'm down?"

  Jin Ping'er smiled slightly and said, "You old man are really forgetful. A few days ago, you found out that I had arrived at Dead Marsh and were worried that our Huanhuan Sect would compete with you for the treasure, so you ordered someone to kill a disciple of the Wudu Gate and seize the unique poison 'Black Toad Powder'. You also used this poison to kill four disciples of our Huanhuan Sect in the north of Dawang Village. Is this true?"

  Jade Sun's face changed color and he exclaimed: "How did you...". He stopped mid-sentence.

  Jin Ping'er said calmly: "Master Uncle, you are indeed far-sighted and have a deep plan to stir up strife between our He Huan Sect and the Wan Du Men. It's truly ingenious. Fortunately, Qin Wu Yan, Brother Qin, explained things clearly and investigated carefully, finally uncovering the truth. Otherwise, we would have really fallen into your trap!"

  Qin Wu Yan smiled and said, "Where did the fairy come from? It's an honor for me to serve the fairy."

  Yu Yangzi's mind was racing, the current situation was precarious, these two people were young but their reputation had been thundering across the land for years, they were not easy to deal with, and behind them were many hidden figures, although they had not appeared, it was likely that the Wan Du Men and He Huan Pai had a large number of troops secretly ambushing, if so, he feared that tonight would be a disaster.

  Jade Boy was just about to turn the corner, when he suddenly heard a commotion behind him. He turned around and saw that his disciples were all pale-faced, staring at something in horror. Jade Boy followed their gaze and saw a ghostly figure slowly emerging from the darkness of the only path behind them, its face expressionless.

  At this moment, Yu Yangzi's mind turned and he suddenly understood. He was desperate and laughed miserably: "So you three families had already agreed to work together to deal with Changsheng Hall. How ridiculous that I still wanted to stir up trouble between you! The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"

  Qin Wu Yan smiled slightly and suddenly said in a loud voice, "All of you Longsheng Tang disciples, you have also seen that tonight Longsheng Tang's luck has run out. If you know what's good for you, quickly come over to our side, and you can still save your lives."

  As he spoke, behind Qin Wu Yan, Jin Ping Er and Gui Li, figures emerged from the shadows, countless people holding magical blades poured out, surrounding Yu Yang Zi and the others.

  The night wind blows gently, the hero's final journey!

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  The faces of the people at Changsheng Hall were filled with worry, and anyone could see that continuing to fight would only lead to a dead end. Surrounded by the three major gates of the Demon Sect and having reached the end of their resources, where was there still any hope for survival?

  Yu Yangzi cursed in his heart and indeed, it wasn't long before someone shouted loudly: "I surrender, I surrender..." As he spoke, he ran out and rushed towards Qin Wu Yan.

  Someone brought their head, and the crowd suddenly stirred. In an instant, almost everyone ran out, after all, no one was willing to wait for death. Yu Yangzi was shocked and angry, shouting repeatedly to stop them, but at this critical moment of life and death, who still cared about him? The people from Changsheng Hall ran more and more, the situation got out of control, and it was already impossible to stop.

  Yu Yangzi's anger filled his chest, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light. He let out a loud roar and leapt into the crowd, grabbing one of the Longsheng Hall disciples with a swift motion. He was about to kill him to establish his authority, but the crowd saw this and let out a shout, running away even faster. Only the poor devil in Yu Yangzi's grasp was so frightened that his body went limp.

  Yu Yangzi's face was twisted in rage, his eyes fixed on the hundreds of years of Longsheng Hall's foundation being destroyed in an instant. He was so furious that he almost burst his chest, and with a surge of strength, he nearly strangled the person to death. However, he saw that the person was terrified to the extreme, barely able to let out a cry for mercy.

  Yu Yangzi looked at him and suddenly turned his head to glance at the door god who was running away from himself, suddenly feeling disheartened and lazy, loosening his grip, causing the door god to fall to the ground.

  He picked up a life and came back, almost didn't dare to believe himself, hurriedly rolled and crawled away, the farther away from this person the better.

  After a moment, Yu Yangzi was left standing alone in the arena.

  Gui Li, Qin Wu Yan and Jin Ping Er walked forward together.

  The scene suddenly fell silent, Yu Yangzi's figure was desolate, his eyes swept from Qin Wu Yan to Jin Ping Er and then to Gui Li, his lips moved slightly, and he suddenly said: "Forget it, forget it."

  Guilian and the other two stopped one zhang away from Yuyangzi, forming a circle around him.

  Jin Ping'er spoke first, smiling and saying: "What's wrong, Master Yu Yangzi? Do you have anything else to say?"

  A hint of venomous resentment flashed across Yu Yangzi's eyes, but his face remained calm. After a moment, he spoke slowly: "From now on, my mountain is exhausted and my water is drained. The name of Changsheng Hall will end today."

  Qin Wu Yan clapped his hands and said: "Master Shu is indeed a good judge of character!"

  Jade Sun's body shook, what kind of person he was, today he had to suffer the humiliation of these juniors, it was really better to die than to live, but he actually endured it, slowly saying: "Since I have no way out, forget it, I'll surrender to you, relying on my Taoist skills, I'm still somewhat useful to you, right?"

  As soon as this was said, Qin Wu Yan and Jin Ping Er immediately changed color. Yu Yang Zi's Taoist cultivation was almost on par with Gui Wang and Du Shen. Especially tonight, he had single-handedly resisted the joint attack of more than ten top-notch figures from the Orthodox School. The demonic sect members who were secretly spying from a distance were all moved.

  If it weren't for witnessing the Long Life Hall and Zheng Dao being destroyed in a fierce battle, getting rid of the Long Life Hall wouldn't be that simple. But if they were to obtain Yu Yangzi's assistance, it would undoubtedly be the strongest reinforcement, and in the future internal struggles of the demonic sect, they would naturally gain a great advantage.

  At this point, both Qin Wu Yan and Jin Ping Er were ambitious people, and they couldn't help but show a hesitant expression on their faces.

  Just then, the silent Ghostly Majesty suddenly said: "Your Tao is so high, your ambition is so great, and you are even higher than us in generation. If you were to enter our Ghost King Sect, I'm afraid that in the future, it would be you standing above me instead. Are you willing to do such a thing?"

  His words were light, but his gaze was sharp and coldly swept over Yuyangzi. Yuyangzi felt a chill in her heart. Qin Wuyan and Jinping'er were both extremely intelligent people, and they immediately understood the situation. Smiles instantly appeared on their faces.

  But in Yu Yangzi's eyes, it was no different from a ghost or monster.

  "Master Shu is indeed clever, at this moment he still has such a wonderful plan, I admire him, I admire him!" Jin Ping'er smiled sweetly, but at the same time, on her right side, a purple glow gradually lit up.

  At almost the same moment, Gui Li's Soul Devouring and Qin Wu Yan both took a step forward towards Yu Yang Zi.

  The night wind is mournful and piercingly cold.

  Jade Sun Zi looked around, suddenly feeling indignant and hard to calm down. He let out a long roar, jumped up with all his might, making a final struggle, refusing to wait for death with bound hands!

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  In the distance, Zheng Dao finally settled down here, and this time Xiao Yi specially sent a few more night-watching fellow disciples, which can be seen that he was careful and meticulous.

  Next to the quiet place, Lu Xueqi sat quietly on one side. After a while, Wen Min walked back and sat down beside her, slightly pouting and whispering to her: "That Song Daren is really a big fool."

  Lu Xueqi's eyes moved, looking into the distance, and saw Song Dahen sitting next to a fire in the distance, with an awkward expression, not knowing what he had just said to Wen Min, occasionally stealing glances here, seemingly full of anxious expressions, but not daring to come over.

  Lu Xueqi's eyes also showed a hint of a smile, and she said to Wen Mian: "Sister, you've been bullying him for many years, it's rare that he comes out this time, can't you be nicer to him?"

  Wen Min snorted, she and Lu Xueqi had always been close, and in front of this junior sister, she never hid anything from her. She let out a soft hum and said: "That person, is just too honest. I really don't know what's going on with Tian Nai, the uncle of our sect. When I first heard that he lured... no, married Su Rou, the aunt of our sect, away from our Xiaozhu Peak, he was clever to the extreme. How did he end up teaching such foolish disciples?"

  Lu Xueqi smiled slightly and withdrew her gaze. After a while, she suddenly said in a low voice: "You're right, they were disciples of Da Zhu Feng, and at first, there were many honest people..."

  Later on, somehow, the voice gradually faded away. Wen Min was stunned for a moment, looked at Lu Xueqi, and suddenly sighed, gently patted her shoulder, saying: "Don't think too much about it."

  Lu Xueqi didn't say anything and just lowered her head in silence.

  This night passed quietly.

  After daybreak, Xiao Yi gathered everyone together and discussed: "Now that the Changsheng Hall has been severely damaged, we have no external enemies for the time being. Moreover, we have searched this dead marsh for many days, but there is not a single message about that strange treasure. Does anyone have any opinions?"

  Fashang sank into silence, but Li Xun glanced at Xiao Yicai and said: "Brother Xiao, aren't you thinking of entering that extremely perilous Neize to investigate?"

  Xiao Yicai felt slightly surprised, and then nodded: "Not bad. Since we've come to this place, we can't give up halfway."

  Fa Xiang furrowed his brow and said, "Although Shao Shixiong's words make sense, the depths of Dead Marsh are treacherous, with poisonous miasma and terrifying beasts and venomous insects. It's extremely perilous to have so many people go there together."

  Xiao Yizai immediately nodded and continued, "That's right, what Master Fa Xiang said is also my concern. So I think it would be better to let most of our fellow disciples continue searching in the outer swamp, while we few, plus a few senior fellow Taoists, enter the inner swamp. What do you two think?"

  Li Xuan nodded after a moment of contemplation, "It's probably for the best."

  Fǎ xiāng also silently nodded.

  The discussion was over, and everyone went back to discuss the candidates. Before long, Huo Xiang Gu was Li Xuan and Yan Hong, Tian Yin Temple was Fa Xiang and Fa Shan, as for Qing Yun Men, there were a few more people, in addition to Xiao Yi Cai, Lu Xue Qi and Zeng Shu Shu were also on the list. Lin Jing Yu, who had been impressive the night before, was also included after his strong request, and with everyone's newfound respect for him.

  The eight of them, after arranging their own affairs at the entrance, were led by Xiao Yicai, and they all rode their magic treasures towards Neize.

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  On the other side of the marsh, looking out at the calm marsh in front of them, Gui Li and the other two stood shoulder to shoulder, with three rows of cavalry behind them, each forming their own group, yet eyeing each other warily.

  Qin Wu Yan suddenly let out a sigh and said, "Yu Yangzi, the master of the previous generation, was a hero in his lifetime. Now that he has been reduced to this dead swamp, it can be said that he died as he should."

  The ghost was silent and stern, while Jinpinger smiled faintly and also didn't speak.

  Qin Wu Yan didn't mind and smiled: "How about it, what are you two going to do next?"

  Jin Bier looked at him for a moment, then suddenly turned around and walked away, saying: "The big thing is over, it's only natural to go our separate ways!"

  Qin Wu Yan looked at her back and said loudly: "Oh, isn't the fairy going back to report?"

  Jin Ping'er didn't say much more, just smiled faintly. Qin Wu Yan immediately said: "Then I'll wait for you in the inner pavilion, and when the time comes, please spare my life, Fairy Jin!"

  Jin Bier didn't know if she had heard or not, and walked away on her own, the disciples of He Huanpai also followed her and dispersed.

  Gui Li looked at Qin Wu Yan with a cold gaze, then turned around and walked back to the crowd of Gui Wang Zong. Qin Wu Yan stood still, smiling silently, but his eyes also gradually turned cold.

  In the midst of the death swamp, the sky grew darker and more ominous, with thick clouds gathering, as if a greater storm was approaching.