Chapter 477: Clouds Stir in All Directions
When the shocking news that the Purple Mist Sect was taken over spread, the entire Right and Evil paths of Qingzhou were stunned.
In Qingzhou's sect ranking, the Purple Mist Sect was at least among the top five.
A righteous sect like this, having endured for over a thousand years and weathered many storms, was unexpectedly breached today.
This is something that hasn't happened in Qingzhou for many years. Ever since the righteous path gained the upper hand and suppressed the Demon Path, it has always been the righteous sects waging sect-destroying wars against the Demon Path.
But now, the situation of the Purple Mist Sect is undoubtedly a slap in the face to the righteous path, leaving their face swollen.
Soon, more information was compiled, and based on the traces left at the scene of the Purple Mist Sect, the identity of the perpetrator who destroyed the sect was revealed.
The name Su Jie once again echoed through Qingzhou's righteous sects, appearing in everyone's mind.
Not long ago, several of the righteous sects' prodigies were captured by Su Jie, who then demanded ransom from the sects behind them, causing a great stir in Qingzhou.
Originally, Qingzhou's righteous sects thought this would be Su Jie's limit, as in their view, Su Jie's actions were unforgivable.
But now, with Su Jie breaching the Purple Mist Sect's mountain gate, slaying the remaining disciples and elders, looting the sect's millennium-old accumulation, the various righteous sects of Qingzhou realized that they had vastly underestimated the madness of this devil Su Jie. Compared to destroying a righteous sect, kidnapping prodigy disciples seemed like nothing.
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Qingzhou Jia Shao Prefecture, the mountain gate site of the Purple Mist Sect.
A large number of righteous cultivators appeared on the outskirts, led by a tall, middle-aged man in a purple robe.
This person was none other than the current Sect Master of the Purple Mist Sect, Liu Guanlin. Upon hearing of the disaster at his sect, he hurried back overnight with the elite members of the Purple Mist Sect.
"Our sect's mountain gate..."
Liu Guanlin's hair turned white overnight as he looked at his own mountain gate, which used to be vast and imposing, now reduced to ruins and broken walls, shattered tiles, and fractured bricks. The once spiritual energy-rich mountains had become a land of deathly stillness, with trees twisted like demons, and the ground cracked open in rifts emitting black fumes.
"Ah!"
A disciple of the Purple Mist Sect attempted to step into the mountain gate area, only to be struck by Han Ruyan's remaining curse. His body trembled, he screamed in agony, and died instantly, his skin peeling off, transforming into a pale, eerie paperman.
"This... such vicious methods, Su Jie dares to destroy our sect's mountain gate like this and pollute our sect's blessed land spirit vein."
An elder of the Purple Mist Sect, proficient in formations, burst into rage because he had just discovered through the array plate that the blessed land spirit vein where the mountain gate was located had been artificially polluted and destroyed, akin to releasing a plague virus into a water source.
This kind of mountain gate would take years to resolve, and even if resolved, the blessed land spirit vein would no longer have its previous effect of gathering spiritual energy, leaving endless troubles.
"Su Jie!!! If I don't kill this fiend, I will not rest."
Liu Guanlin's voice was piercing, filled with deep hatred for Su Jie that was heartbreaking and tear-inducing.
His own sect was destroyed, his grandson dead, the wealth accumulated over a thousand years plundered, and the foundation of the Purple Mist Sect annihilated. The hatred against Su Jie was such that even dismembering him into eight parts would not quell it.
"Sect Master Liu, please accept my condolences."
Beside Liu Guanlin, a man in a Taoist robe, carrying a longsword, and with extraordinary poise, slowly spoke.
He was Elder Zhong Xinpeng of Guan Chao Pavilion, at the Fourth Level of the Dao Platform Realm.
Guan Chao Pavilion overtly had five Supreme Elders, all at the Dao Platform Realm. However, a few years ago, the unexpected demise of two Supreme Elders, Zhuang Liangru and Zhao Junde, severely weakened Guan Chao Pavilion.
Guan Chao Pavilion still wished to act against the Heavenly Soul Sect, not only to avenge their Supreme Elders but also to re-establish their prestige as the leader of Qingzhou's righteous sects.
"Elder Zhong, over three thousand disciples of our Purple Mist Sect were slain by this fiend Su Jie, I cannot endure it."
Liu Guanlin could not calm down; his rage caused the ground beneath to tremble, triggering an earthquake, causing one Purple Mist Sect disciple after another to lose their footing and move away in shock.
The hallmark of the Dao Platform Realm: my will is Heavenly Might.
Liu Guanlin's fury altered the surrounding terrain, showing the extent of his anger.
The Purple Mist Sect has always been a close ally of Guan Chao Pavilion, actively responding to their call during the war against the Heavenly Soul Sect, deploying a large number of elite forces.
A full six thousand disciples were led out by Liu Guanlin, and these disciples were the capable ones from the sect, including 15 Secret Realm Elders, along with Liu Guanlin himself, an expert at the Second Level of the Taoist Platform Realm. Their deployed force was far stronger than the force left behind to guard the mountain gate.
If the Purple Mist Sect had not deployed these elite forces externally, they would certainly have been able to guard their mountain gate against Su Jie.
However, just because they could never have imagined Su Jie would dare to attack the mountain gate, did they fall prey to his seized opportunity.
"Our Guan Chao Pavilion also has a deep blood feud with this fiend Su Jie, but now the other side's whereabouts are uncertain, especially with the Flying Magical Boat, making it difficult to track them. Targeting him is extremely challenging."
Zhong Xinpeng shook his head. Their hatred for Su Jie was similarly immense, as numerous talented disciples of Guan Chao Pavilion had died at Su Jie's hands, even their painstakingly nurtured Immortal Seed, Wei Ji, had fallen to Su Jie.