The headquarters of the Red Viper Ridge Demon Dao Cultivators.

  The leader of the demonic cultivators stationed at Chi Meng Ridge, Wu Qing, sat in the center of the great hall, his face as dark and gloomy as his name.

  "Today, more than 20 junior disciples have gone missing again. In the past five days, nearly two hundred disciples have disappeared without any reason or explanation. And yet, until now, we haven't even seen a shadow of our opponents. I'd like to ask, when you were scouting around, did you guys wash your necks clean and close your eyes before charging into the enemy's blade?" Wu Qing's voice was not loud, but he spoke slowly and deliberately.

  The two demon cultivators standing at the bottom were all solemn in expression, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

  At this moment, the temple including Wu Qing is all foundation-building cultivators. However, Wu Qing has already reached the great completion of the foundation-building period and has half a foot in the golden elixir cultivator's ranks. The foundation-building cultivators in the temple are mostly in the initial or middle stages, and even five joined hands may not be a match for Wu Qing. Moreover, Wu Qing also has a nickname called "Black Snake" and is notorious for being ruthless and venomous. These foundation-building cultivators accept Wu Qing's leadership to guard this Red Python Ridge, and no one dares to disobey his orders.

  A Jizong disciple stepped forward and said, "Wu Tong, this murderer is extremely cunning, specifically targeting Qi-refining disciples who are not led by a Jizong master, and never leaves any survivors alive, so..."

  "So you can't find him? So you're just going to let him kill my 200 disciples?!" Wu Qing suddenly shouted, interrupting the Foundation Establishment cultivator's words, his face turning dark and pale.

  All the Zhujishi did not dare to speak again, hanging their heads and accepting Wu Qing's anger.

  "Starting tomorrow, all scouting teams will be led by Foundation Building cultivators. All Qi Refining disciples without a Foundation Building cultivator leading them are not allowed to act on their own. Those who disobey will be killed!" Wu Qing said in a cold voice.

  "Understood!" All the cultivators of the foundation period let out a sigh of relief in their hearts, it seems that today's calamity will pass like this.

  "I don't want to hear such news again today." Wu Qing said faintly and turned around to walk into the back hall.

  All the cultivators' nerves tensed up again, it seemed that this Wu Tong was indeed a formidable opponent.

  Less than ten miles away from the residence of the Red Python Ridge Demon Dao cultivators, a piece of broken stone blended in with the surrounding rocks, looking no different from any other. However, none of the Demon Dao cultivators could have imagined that the culprit behind the recent disappearances of their low-level disciples was lurking just ten miles away.

  In five days, Li Hui stealthily killed one hundred and sixty-five demonic path Qi Refining stage disciples. In the first two days, these demonic cultivators were in groups of over a dozen people conducting reconnaissance patrols. Such small teams, Li Hui would see one and destroy one. Just in the first two days, Li Hui had already killed over one hundred and ten demonic cultivators.

  However, a series of mysterious disappearances of low-level demonic cultivators occurred one after another, and even their corpses could not be found. These low-level demonic cultivators fell into a state of great panic, often gathering in large teams of fifty or sixty people when patrolling. This made Li Hui's actions more difficult.

  In these three days, they had killed more than fifty demonic cultivators.

  In the Yuanchang Xianfu, Li Hui sat in the Linshui Pavilion, playing with the teacup in his hand, looking like he had a lot on his mind.

  "It seems that these demonic cultivators have become aware of something, and it's been getting harder to hunt down lone demonic cultivators over the past two days."

  Li Hui's term "Luo Dan" refers to a team of twenty or fewer demonic cultivators. If there are more than twenty, it is possible to kill some of them, but inevitably some will escape. Li Hui still doesn't want to expose himself.

  "Time to change plans!" Li Hui brought the spiritual tea to his lips and took a light sip, gradually forming a plan in his mind.

  It's late at night, there is not a single star in the sky, it's completely pitch black.

  For ordinary people, the dark night is pitch black, but for those foundation-building cultivators, it's not a big deal. The spiritual awareness of foundation-building cultivators can cover an area of several miles when released, but releasing their spiritual awareness to scan an area of several miles consumes a lot of yuan Shen (primordial spirit). Unless necessary, they generally won't release such a wide range for exploration.

  For cultivators in the Refining Qi stage, they can only see things clearly within a range of several zhang on such a dark night, and within a range of ten zhang, they can only see the general outline.

  The demonic cultivators of Chi Mo Ridge were mostly meditating in their respective residences, but due to the recent frequent disappearances of low-level disciples without any reason, they had strengthened their vigilance. Within a 20-zhang radius, there were two Qi-refining disciples on night watch duty, and a Foundation Establishment cultivator would release his divine sense to scan the surroundings every quarter of an hour.

  Li Hui quietly left the Yuankai Xianfu, the Qian Huan Bao Yi transformed into a black suit, blending into the entire night. In this situation, even a Lian Qi period disciple would probably find it difficult to discover within a range of five zhang.

  He cautiously looked around and found no one within a radius of ten zhang. Li Hui touched the blackness, unfolded his body, and flew rapidly towards the direction of Chi Mang Ridge.

  "This endless night is really unbearable! This damned place, it's even worse than staying in Liangzhou, how come I'm so unlucky!"

  "Yeah, it's just a matter of time on this broken wheel. In a few more months, the headquarters in Liangzhou should send over a new batch of people, and we'll be able to leave this godforsaken place too."

  "I heard that the Xuan Yang Sect has already been breached, and those disciples who followed the main army to attack the Xuan Yang Sect are now enjoying themselves. I heard that there are many beautiful female cultivators in the Xuan Yang Sect, tsk tsk, each one is so delicate and pretty, far surpassing those rough-skinned women from our Liang Zhou!"

  "Stop dreaming! It's as if you've seen it before! But to be honest, I haven't had any meat for several months now, and I really miss those plump white thighs!"

  Two night-watch mages were chatting intermittently, completely unaware that the God of Death had quietly descended upon them.

  Li Hui crouched five zhang away from the two monks, like a leopard staring at its prey, his Qingming sword also dissolving into the night, without a single glint of light.

  "Has Xuan Yang Zong been breached? The power of this demonic path is indeed strong!" Li Hui quietly lurked and listened to the conversation between these two demonic disciples.

  "It's time to send you back to the cycle of reincarnation!" Li Hui's figure suddenly shot out, as agile as a leopard and as swift as a hunting eagle, but only brought up a very small gust of wind.

  "Hiss! Hiss"

  Two soft sounds, the sword tip had already pierced the throats of these two demonic cultivators. The two disciples didn't even have time to cry out before they died. Li Hui lightly removed the storage bags from their waists, his figure flashing once as he re-entered the darkness, advancing towards his next target.

  "Hey, have you heard? Recently, there's been a rumor that a fallen cultivator from the foundation-building period has been targeting low-level disciples who go out to scout. Nearly two hundred Qi-refining disciples have already fallen victim."

  "Who doesn't know about this? However, until now, not even a shadow of the person has been seen. All the disciples who have encountered him have been killed, their corpses destroyed without a trace, and not one has escaped."

  "Hey, you think he'll sneak over tonight?"

  "He's just a foundation-building cultivator, not one of those Golden Dan elders. If a Golden Dan cultivator were to suddenly appear and openly slaughter us all, we wouldn't be able to resist. He's just a foundation-building cultivator, after all. Our Red Python Ridge alone has twenty foundation-building seniors, if he dares to come, it's purely seeking death!"

  Li Hui crouched beside them, listening to the conversation between the two night watchmen, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned. He was actually considered an existence in the foundation-building period. But thinking about it, it made sense, with his strength, sweeping through the refining stage was no problem at all.

  "Hiss! Hiss!"

  Those two demonic cultivators only felt a gust of wind in front of them, then an icy chill on their throats, and immediately fell forever into the darkness.

  Li Hui put away the storage bag and Lingqi, then headed towards his next target.

  Tonight, the night watchman of the demonic Taoist sect routinely covered and inspected the entire residence of the demonic Taoist sect on the Red Python Ridge with his spiritual consciousness.

  "Huh!" The face of this Jīqí period cultivator changed slightly, and he immediately used his spiritual sense to sweep the surroundings again.

  The auras of ten Night Watch disciples have vanished! There's only one explanation - these ten disciples have been killed!

  However, within his spiritual awareness range, he did not discover a single suspicious cultivator. There was only one explanation: the other party was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and their cultivation was higher than his, so his spiritual awareness could not detect them!

  These demonic cultivators, of course, did not know the secret of Li Hui's Thousand Illusions Treasure Robe. The Thousand Illusions Treasure Robe could isolate spiritual sense probing from cultivators who were one realm higher than oneself! That was why this demonic cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage couldn't discover Li Hui's existence!

  "Enemy attack!"

  The demonic cultivator who had established his foundation let out a loud shout, and with a movement of his body, he sent the flying sword shooting rapidly towards the direction of those few low-level disciples who had lost their breath in his divine sense probe earlier.

  "Enemy attack? Where is it?" The entire Red Python Ridge residence was thrown into chaos, and the demonic cultivators were already on edge due to the mysterious cultivator's killing of the scouting disciple a few days ago. At this moment, this Foundation Establishment cultivator's shout instantly threw everything into disarray.

  "It's been discovered so quickly!" Li Hui said with some helplessness: "Then let's take advantage of the chaos to kill a few more!"

  Li Hui's figure transformed into a gust of clear wind and shot towards the place where the voices of the demonic cultivators were the loudest.

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss"

  "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

  One after another, the cultivators fell, and at this time, the cultivators were in a state of chaos. Li Hui's figure kept shuttling back and forth among these low-level disciples, and every time Qing Ming Sword stabbed out, it took away a cultivator's life!

  But in this chaos, there was no time to pick up the storage bag and scattered spiritual instruments.

  "Over here! Over here!"

  Everywhere was the terrified cry of low-ranking demonic cultivators.

  "You old scoundrel, you're going too far!"

  A loud shout of anger, but it was from the leader of the demonic cultivators stationed at Chi Meng Ridge, Wu Qing! He didn't expect that his opponent would be so bold and reckless, sneaking around to kill some low-level disciples was one thing, but now they were openly killing their way up Chi Meng Ridge!

  A dozen sword lights rushed towards Li Hui's direction amidst the shouts!

  "Not good, the other side's foundation-building cultivators have made their move!" Li Hui watched as it happened, knowing that once he was surrounded by demonic path cultivators, it would be difficult for him to escape.

  "Hiss! Hiss!"

  Again two low-ranking disciples of the demonic path were killed, Li Hui did not dare to stay any longer, his body transformed into a clear breeze and quickly flew towards the outside of Chi Meng Ridge.

  But Li Hui didn't move, which was good. These foundation-building cultivators couldn't use their spiritual sense to detect Li Hui's exact location. Just then, a flying sword flashed over, and in an instant, those foundation-building cultivators discovered the wind sound it brought with it.

  "Hiss! Hiss!"

  Sword lights flashed through the night sky and chased after Li Hui's fleeing direction.

  "You can't escape!" Wu Qing said gritting his teeth.

  At this time, more than a dozen Jikong monks had already surrounded Li Hui and were falling down one after another.

  "What about him?"

  The faces of all the Jibei cultivators changed, and just now they had clearly locked onto the opponent's position. However, more than a dozen Jibei cultivators surrounded him, but somehow he was nowhere to be seen!

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