diskusbooks Chapter 107: The Cult Falls, Love Overcomes Danger
Chapter 107: The Cult Falls, Love Overcomes Danger
The blood-red clouds rolled like a boiling sea of blood, and a suffocating pressure descended from the sky.
The space began to distort, making a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if it would collapse at any moment.
The air around me became thick and it became difficult to breathe.
"This is... the forbidden technique of the Blood Demon, a surging sea of blood!" Elder Qingyue's voice trembled slightly, and his face was as pale as paper.
The disciples behind her were trembling with fear, and some of the timid ones even collapsed to the ground.
"It is said that even cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage find it difficult to resist this forbidden technique..." Senior Brother Fang muttered to himself, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
His words were like a bucket of cold water poured on everyone's hearts, making the already low morale even more dejected.
Nong Jin protected Yan Yue behind him with a serious expression.
He held Yan Yue's hand tightly, and a hint of warmth came from his palm, which made him feel a little relieved.
He could feel the horror of this forbidden technique, which far exceeded any enemy he had ever encountered.
The sea of blood was churning, and countless blood-red tentacles stretched out from it, like the sharp claws of evil spirits, grabbing towards the two people with a disgusting smell of blood.
Nong Jin waved the magic sword in his hand, and the sword energy was rampant, cutting off the attacking tentacles.
However, these tentacles seemed endless; if one was cut off, more would emerge.
"Brother Jin, be careful!" Yan Yue's voice was full of worry.
She could feel that Nong Jin's spiritual power was being consumed rapidly, but the power of this forbidden technique showed no signs of weakening.
"Yuer, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Nong Jin's voice was firm and powerful, giving Yan Yue great courage.
Lingfeng paced anxiously beside the two of them, whimpering softly. It could sense the danger around it, but was powerless to do anything.
Senior Sister Bai appeared in the sea of blood. Her eyes were empty and her face was pale. Like a puppet, she mechanically waved the sword in her hand and attacked Nong Jin and Yan Yue.
"Senior Sister!" Yan Yue felt a pang of pain in her heart when she saw Senior Sister Bai's appearance. She knew that Senior Sister Bai had been controlled by the cult and had become their puppet.
Nong Jin's body was covered in wounds, his clothes stained red with blood. His breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
"Brother Jin..." Yan Yue's eyes were red. She held Nong Jin's hand tightly, feeling powerless in her heart.
"I... am fine..." Nong Jin's voice was a little weak, but he still held on and refused to fall down.
He knew that he could not fall down. He still had to protect Yan Yue and avenge the sect and all the innocent people.
Suddenly, Nong Jin's movements froze, he groaned, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Blood Demon's forbidden technique grew stronger, and he felt his body was about to collapse...
Yan Yue felt a tightness in her heart when she saw Nong Jin's painful expression.
At this critical moment, she suddenly remembered a method from her past life... "Brother Jin, listen to me..."
"Brother Jin, listen to me..." Although Yan Yue's voice was weak, it was extremely firm, like a bright light in the darkness, illuminating Nong Jin's confused eyes.
"The core of the forbidden technique of the surging sea of blood lies in the blood of the blood demon's heart. As long as it is destroyed, the forbidden technique will collapse on its own!"
When Nong Jin heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, endured the severe pain in his body, and said to Yan Yue: "Yuer, tell me what to do, I will cover you!"
Yan Yue quickly told Nong Jin the solution, and their eyes met, and they understood each other.
This is an extremely dangerous plan. If they are not careful, both of them will be doomed.
But at this moment, they have no choice.
Nong Jin suddenly burst out with powerful spiritual power, shaking away the blood-red tentacles around him and attracting all the power of the forbidden blood sea technique.
He was like a dazzling star, shining brightly in the sea of blood, attracting everyone's attention.
"Arrogant! You think you can resist my surging sea of blood!" The Blood Demon's voice came from the depths of the sea of blood, full of disdain and ridicule.
The cultists behind him also echoed and made harsh laughs, as if they had already witnessed Nong Jin's disastrous defeat.
Elder Qingyue and his disciples were all so nervous that they looked at Nong Jin worriedly, but they were powerless to do anything.
Just when the Blood Demon was getting carried away, Yan Yue's figure appeared in the sea of blood like a ghost.
She moved as fast as lightning, avoiding all attacks from the tentacles and heading straight for the core of the sea of blood.
Lingfeng followed closely behind, clearing the way for her and emitting intimidating growls.
"Not good!" The Blood Demon noticed Yan Yue's intention and his face changed drastically. He wanted to stop Yan Yue, but he was already firmly restrained by Nong Jin's attack.
Yan Yue came to the core of the sea of blood and saw a beating heart suspended in the air, emitting a strong smell of blood.
This is the blood of the blood demon's heart, and also the core of the forbidden technique.
She sacrificed her own magical weapon without hesitation. A dazzling light flashed, and her heart shattered instantly, turning into drops of blood rain.
The power of the forbidden blood sea technique receded like the tide, and the blood-red clouds gradually dissipated, revealing the originally clear sky.
"No...Impossible!" The Blood Demon let out a desperate roar, his body began to collapse, turning into a pool of blood.
When the other members of the cult saw the blood demon being eliminated, they immediately lost their fighting spirit and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Nong Jin looked at everything in front of him, breathed a sigh of relief, and his body softened, almost falling to the ground. Yan Yue quickly supported him, his eyes full of concern.
"Brother Jin, are you okay?"
Nong Jin shook his head and looked at Yan Yue with tenderness in his eyes. "I'm fine, Yue'er, we won."
He reached out and took Yan Yue into his arms, holding her tightly, feeling her body temperature and her heartbeat.
"Yue'er..."
When Elder Qingyue and his disciples saw this scene, they smiled with relief.
They knew that the crisis had finally been resolved, and their sect, under the leadership of Nong Jin and Yan Yue, would move towards a more glorious future.
The cult was destroyed, and the breeze blew through the mountain gate that survived the disaster, bringing a long-lost tranquility.
Nong Jin hugged Yan Yue tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his own bones and blood.
Yan Yue leaned in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat. The fear and peace of mind of surviving the disaster intertwined together, turning into faint tear marks, wetting Nong Jin's clothes.
"Yuer, you scared me." Nong Jin's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of trembling.
He gently stroked Yan Yue's hair as if it were a precious piece of porcelain.
Yan Yue raised her head and looked at the worry and affection in Nong Jin's eyes, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.
"Brother Jin, I'm fine, we are all safe." She reached out and gently stroked Nong Jin's face, feeling the warmth of his skin.
The two of them hugged each other quietly, without saying anything, their hearts had already blended with each other.
The surrounding disciples and Elder Qingyue all showed relieved smiles on their faces when they saw this scene.
They quietly stepped aside, leaving the two of them a private space.
The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, as if blessing them.
After returning to the sect, Yan Yue and Nong Jin immediately set about arranging the rescued disciples, including Senior Sister Bai who was under control.
Seeing that Senior Sister Bai had regained consciousness and was safe and sound, Yan Yue finally felt relieved.
She carefully treated Senior Sister Bai's injuries and comforted her, helping her to get out of the shadow as soon as possible.
The sect's cultivation resources were gradually restored thanks to the efforts of the two.
Nong Jin mobilized resources as the Immortal Emperor, while Yan Yue used his past life experience to guide the sect's disciples to practice more efficiently.
With their joint efforts, the sect has regained new vitality, and everything that was once destroyed by the cult is slowly being repaired.
Yan Yue's prestige in the sect also greatly increased because of this.
Those who once suspected Nong Jin and even suspected Yan Yue of colluding with the cult have now come forward to apologize and express their admiration and gratitude.
They witnessed Yan Yue's wisdom and courage with their own eyes, and also saw Nong Jin's deep affection and trust in Yan Yue.
One day, Yan Yue was sorting out the books seized from the cult, hoping to find more clues about the cult.
Suddenly, she found a torn map with some strange symbols marked on it.
She carefully identified them and found that these symbols were very similar to the logo of a mysterious organization in her past life.
"This..." An ominous premonition arose in Yan Yue's heart. She felt that although the sect crisis had been resolved, there seemed to be a bigger conspiracy behind this cult incident.
She immediately went to find Nong Jin and told him her discovery.
Nong Jin looked at the symbols on the map with a frown.
"It seems that things are not as simple as we thought..." He said in a deep voice, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Brother Jin, what should we do next?" Yan Yue asked with a hint of worry in his tone.
Nong Jin held Yan Yue's hand tightly, his eyes firm.
"Don't be afraid, Yue'er. No matter what dangers lie ahead, I will always be by your side." He paused, his gaze fixed on the distance, and said meaningfully, "This is just the beginning..."
The tattered map emitted a faint glow under the candlelight. The winding lines and strange symbols on it were like a sleeping beast, foreshadowing some unknown danger.
Yan Yue's slender fingers gently stroked the rough surface of the map, and a lingering worry gathered between her brows.
Nong Jin stood beside her, his deep gaze also falling on the incomplete picture, and his slender fingers tapped the table again and again, once, twice, three times... The rhythm was slow and heavy, as if tapping on Yan Yue's heart.
"This symbol... I seem to have seen it somewhere." Yan Yue muttered to himself, trying to search for related memory fragments in his mind.
As a person with superpowers in her previous life, she had experienced countless bloody battles and witnessed various organizations and forces. The symbols on this incomplete map awakened a certain uneasy premonition deep in her heart.
Nong Jin put his arm around her shoulders and gently held her in his arms, "Don't worry, Yue'er, no matter what happens, I will protect you." His warm breath sprayed on Yan Yue's ears, bringing reassuring strength.
Yan Yue raised her head and looked at him firmly. "Brother Jin, I'm not afraid. It's just... I feel like this cult incident is too bizarre." She paused and continued, "Although the cult is rampant, it has always been hiding in the dark and has never attacked a major sect so blatantly. Moreover, they seem to know our sect's defenses and weaknesses very well. This is extremely unusual."
A gleam of light flashed in Nong Jin's eyes, "You mean..."
"I suspect there is a traitor within the sect." Yan Yue said in a heavy tone, word by word.
This idea had been lingering in her mind for a long time, and now seeing this incomplete picture, her suspicion was further strengthened.
In the next few days, Yan Yue and Nong Jin secretly launched an investigation.
They carefully observed the actions of everyone in the sect, hoping to find clues.
However, everything seemed to be calm, and everyone in the sect was busy rebuilding their homeland, and there were no unusual actions.
"Am I worrying too much?" Yan Yue couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.
"No, Yue'er, your intuition has always been accurate." Nong Jin held her hand, offering her encouragement and support. "It's just that we haven't found enough evidence yet."
Late one night, Yan Yue was practicing when he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from outside the window.
She opened her eyes alertly, walked quietly to the window, and looked out through the gap.
She saw a dark shadow sneaking past her yard, seemingly holding something in his hand.
Yan Yue was shocked and immediately chased after him.
The black shadow was very fast and disappeared into the night in a few flashes.
Yan Yue chased him relentlessly and finally caught up with him in a remote corner.
"Senior Brother Fang?" Yan Yue looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Senior Brother Fang, who had been discovered, turned around abruptly, a sinister smile on his face. In his hand, he held a communication talisman, the runes flickering, and it was about to activate... He smiled coldly and whispered, "It's too late..."