Chapter Sixty-Seven: Master of the Demon Sect

, I'm afraid he will directly seize it, and at this moment, I fear that Zhi Shou Guan won't be able to stop him. That person will definitely fight to the death: "I want to ask you to spare one person and not harm his life."
“你的哥哥？”阳无月问道：“知守观的那位天下行走？”
“他没有我这样的妹妹，可那是我在这个世上最后的亲人了！”叶红鱼心酸无比，可是对于一个修道的人来说，大道无情这是必然的结果。
阳无月微微颔首，望着远处正在赶来的荒人战士，还有各部大军，似乎他们以为，自己的出现会改变这个世界，的确会改变这个世界，不过不是他，而是那个从风雪的之中走来的清冷女子。
And that stunning sound of cicadas.
“Third Junior Sister?” Ning Que was somewhat in disbelief. This junior sister, who had always stayed at home, and at most went to the old book building to practice writing with a brush, had actually traveled to the wasteland.
Yang Wuyue took off the ring from his hand and threw it to her: "My task is complete, the truth you have been seeking."
“Thank you, Junior Brother!” Yu Lian put on her ring again, but the elegant female instructor in green was no longer there; instead, she wore an exquisite and mysterious black gown, proudly overlooking the world.
"Squeak!"
The wind and snow of the twenty-three-year cicada swept across the world.
Countless strong and wild individuals rushed to her side, including the renowned figure from the Magic Sect, Tang.
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
“She is the leader of the Magic Sect?” At this moment, everyone began to understand what was happening.
“From this moment on, the wasteland returns to the wastrel!” Yu Lian proudly and undeniably declared this phrase, “My Ming Sect has never sought to be invincible in the world, only to understand the Great Dao and realize the truth, yet we are slandered by Xiling as demons.”
“Now the great way has emerged, but it is a world that devours people. What use do I have for these gods and demons? The heavenly path is in me!”
“The heavenly path is in me!”
“The heavenly path is in me!”
A brand new Daming sect appeared before the world; within days, the barbarian army swept across the wasteland, reclaiming the lands they had inhabited for generations.
The Golden Tent Kingdom was subsequently destroyed, and most of the Yan State was devastated, retreating step by step, forced to seek assistance from the Tang Dynasty. However, the stance of the Tang State was unusually strange; they announced that the wild people would be integrated into the Tang, becoming one among the many ethnic groups of the Tang State. Only then did the world realize that the leader of the Demon Sect, who had returned from the academy, despite establishing a sect, had no intention of founding a country.
“Why do you have to destroy the Daoist sect?” Ye Hongyu had already seen through it. In the past few days, Yu Lian’s methods had been undeniably impressive. She had already united various factions in the wasteland and allied with the Tang Dynasty, occupying half of this world. The other half could be referred to as the Western Ling Kingdoms, all of which worshipped Haotian. However, with the emergence of the Haotian Underworld King, internal issues had begun to surface, making collapse only a matter of time.
Yang Wuyue slowly said, "Faith is often filled with desire, giving a dark side to what should be pure, like Haotian. For Haotian, the power of faith is her nourishment, so I naturally need to cut off her supply lines first."
Mo Shanshan sighed softly, "Who would have thought that so many major events would occur during this trip to the wasteland. Senior Brother Yang, Shanshan must take my leave now. I need to return to Dahe Kingdom; my country needs me."
阳无月微微颔首，指间一点落在了莫山山的眉心，却是关于块垒的完整法门：“善良的姑娘运气都不会太差。祝你好运！”
“Thank you!” The elegant Dahu bathes in the gentle light of purity and kindness, like a soft white moonlight that is hard to forget.
“Everyone has left!” Ye Hongyu said somewhat strangely: “Why don’t you just marry her? If you ask now, the bookworm probably won’t refuse.”
阳无月淡淡道：“我来自一个很遥远的地方，有一个未婚妻，虽然她整天想着怎么退婚，呵呵，不过想想还挺可爱的。”
“Fiancée!” Ye Hongyu's face turned pale, and her heart grew heavy; she indeed felt unworthy of love.
Yang Wuyue said, “Don't think too much about it. I am solely focused on the Dao. Matters between men and women are optional.”
In fact, for characters like the Demon Gate Emperor, having three thousand concubines is not surprising. Yang Wuyue is indifferent and lets things happen as they may. However, Mo Shanshan is too wonderful; her pure and kind nature does not fit in the world of immortality. He has contemplated taking her away, but after much thought, he decided to let them stay in the story. Having spent some time with them, leaving behind this beautiful encounter is enough for him. His path is destined to be fraught with difficulties.
“I am wholeheartedly devoted to the path!” Ye Hongyu thought this was quite good, but she wanted to be with him even more, even if they couldn't be together. “I support you and uphold the truth. Regardless of whether you live or die in this battle, I will be with you.”
Yang Wuyue looked at her in surprise: "Is this still the path-obsessed one from Xiling? Are you planning to defect?"
Ye Hongyu replied matter-of-factly: "I lost, and according to our agreement, I must leave Zhishou Temple and leave Xiling. I'll be your little maid. Although I still don't believe you can escape unscathed."
“Hahaha!” Yang Wuyue laughed and said, “Do you believe that I can just swagger into Xiling, and they will obediently hand over the Heavenly Book to me?”
“On what basis?” Ye Hongyu clearly did not believe it. “There are many masters in the Dao sect, including some strong ones above the fifth realm.”
阳无月淡淡道：“因为他们也想看看，人力能否战胜昊天。当然了，我让他们给，他们不敢不给！”
This is the true source of confidence, condensing the breath of heaven and earth into the nameless fire. The Zhuque slowly took shape, carrying the two towards the Daoist Sect's headquarters, the Peach Mountain Sacred Realm.
Peach Mountain, with its perpetual spring, is adorned with blooming peach blossoms, the sky clear for miles, and the gentle sunlight shining on the face, like a warm spring breeze.
This is a land of light and purity, a sacred territory.
The grand and solemn palace complex stretches continuously, and the magnificent symbols of light are often seen with people praying nearby.
The holy cavalry in full armor, the cloaked steward, and the faithful; this is a capital of religion. Unlike the peaceful and prosperous Tang Kingdom, everything here seems solemn and devout.
Because of the events in the wasteland, there have already been many disturbances here, especially in the Hall of Light. The death of the High Priest of Light has dealt a significant blow to them.
But at this moment, the sudden cry of the Vermilion Bird shocked everyone.
“Yang Wuyue!” The Grand Master Xiong Chumo in a crimson robe of the Golden Coffin led the group of deities to the front of the shrine, looking full of resentment.
阳无月淡淡道：“本座特意来借，天书六卷！”
说罢，天地间崩腾起一股恐怖浩大的气息，那是浩然气，也是浩然剑，天大地大我最大，豪情多大，剑意就有多疏狂，一剑落，所有的天地元气都化为浩然正气，化为那一式锋芒无尽的恐怖剑光。