Chapter 1182 - 396: Heavenly Palace Relic (Double - )_2

Chapter 1182: Chapter 396: Heavenly Palace Relic (Double Chapter)_2

Zhou Wei led his Black Kirin Army, determined to rebel against Chu.

The catalyst for the event was Zhou Wei’s adopted son and trusted general, Zhou Pu, who succeeded in obtaining the legendary exotic treasure, the Three Talents Mysterious Fruit, presenting an opportunity for a great advancement in cultivation.

However, the matter was leaked, and the ruler of the Later Chu Dynasty became aware of it, leading to suspicion.

During Zhou Wei’s secret retreat for cultivation, the Later Chu Dynasty hunted down Zhou Wei, Zhou Pu’s trusted generals and relatives, searching for Zhou Wei’s retreat.

Faced with danger in the army, Zhou Pu acted swiftly, leading the Black Kirin Army to break through the siege.

Yet, Zhou Wei and Zhou Pu’s other relatives far away in the Later Chu Imperial Capital were mostly captured and killed.

By the time Zhou Wei later achieved Perfection and emerged from retreat, he resolved to rebel against Chu.

He personally led the main forces of the Black Kirin Army, advancing towards the Later Chu Imperial Capital.

Earlier, Zhou Pu was injured while leading his troops to break through, so at this moment, he was heavily trusted by Zhou Wei, commanding the remaining forces stationed at the Mangshan camp to ensure the last foundation of the Black Kirin Army.

In the camp, Zhou Pu, with his armor untouched and his waist wrapped in white cloth, although bloodless in complexion, his skills were steady, and he focused on practicing martial arts.

Zhou Wei was both his adoptive father and uncle.

Both sides’ relatives were mostly kin.

Yet, Zhou Pu’s expression at the moment was calm and composed.

It’s not that he wasn’t heartbroken over the tragic deaths of his friends and relatives, but in this Mortal World, in this era, such things were common.

Zhou Pu had joined the army under Zhou Wei’s guidance in his youth, and by now, he was accustomed to seeing these things.

Nevertheless, being accustomed doesn’t mean acceptance.

Such a world should come to an end soon... Zhou Pu thought.

Later, news from the front line arrived, Zhou Wei leading the main forces of the Black Kirin Army, unstoppable, had already pressed down under the Later Chu’s capital.

The soldiers left behind in the Mangshan camp of the Black Kirin Army were all jubilant upon hearing the news.

Upon hearing the news, Zhou Pu was equally uplifted.

But soon, his gaze flashed, as if he discovered something...

Outside the Mangshan camp of the Black Kirin Army, some people were scattering to take action.

From their appearance, there were Han people as well as different ethnicities, wearing various attires, but their actions were uniform.

A middle-aged man in the lead was instructing others: "Quickly bury these beast bones at the pointed locations around the valley; during this time, no one is allowed to spy into the northern valley of Mangshan."

The group under him were sorcerers, practitioners of curse techniques, lineage heirs of the Witch Sect’s Curse Blessing.

And now, the crowd was preparing to perform a common curse technique together.

Outside the Mangshan camp of the Black Kirin Army, most were unaware of the specific target, and they were prohibited from observing the Mangshan camp.

In the Black Kirin Army, there were many martial arts masters, external animosity and killing intent targeting them could be easily sensed by them.

But aside from that, various changes in nature were difficult for martial artists to detect.

"Although there aren’t many elite fighters left in the Mangshan camp of the Black Kirin Army, they have been fighting for years, various scouts actively patrol the area, though we have stealth tactics, we may still be discovered." Several sorcerers discussed.

The one who gave orders earlier said: "So, our actions must be secretive, but also swift..."

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly his face changed dramatically.

Looking back, he saw warriors of the Black Kirin Army, clad in mysterious armor and wrapped in mourning clothes, appearing suddenly in the wilderness.

A group of martial arts masters charged fiercely, shaking the ground and mountains, decisively and sharply, catching the group of Witch Sect sorcerers off guard.

The curse ritual they originally prepared had no time to take effect before being disrupted.

Despite being injured, Zhou Pu still led the charge, the sharpest tip of the spear, penetrating the enemy ranks, unstoppable.

Many sorcerers were either killed or injured, barely able to defend and retreat while fighting.

Although the soldiers under Zhou Pu’s command were only a portion left to guard the camp, their killing intent was sky-high, sweeping like a tide, attacking suddenly and fiercely.

The Witch Sect practitioners soon found it difficult to even regain their footing, gradually retreating to flee scattered in all directions.

Further on a distant hill, another group arrived.

They initially thought they were watching from behind while others fought.

Upon reaching the area, they found the roles reversed with the prey catching the predator.

"Uncle Master..." The speaker was clad in monk robes, his head glowing, an heir disciple of the Glazed Zen Temple, one of the Buddhist Sacred Lands of this era.

Behind him, the crowd emanated inner Buddha light, naturally manifesting Clear Purity, all were eminent monks from the Glazed Zen Temple.

The leader among them was a tall but frail-looking old monk.

The old monk watched the gradually ending battle in the distant mountains, remaining silent for a long time.

The juniors beside him looked at each other in disbelief: "Were those Evil Witches, careless in their actions, exposing their tracks?"

According to common reasoning, sorcerers of the Witch Sect’s Curse Blessing lineage found it not difficult to hide their tracks.

Unexpectedly, the Black Kirin Army first discovered their traces; those practitioners, ignoring their small numbers, decisively launched a surprise attack, catching the Witch Sect practitioners off guard.

The outcome was directly reversed.

"It’s better this way; the Later Chu’s fate has already ended, the Evil Witches lose a major root in the Central Plains." The old monk finally spoke.

The monks from the Glazed Zen Temple behind him nodded upon hearing.

Among them, one clapped his hands together, chanting the Buddha’s name before saying softly: "The Evil Witches certainly find it difficult to establish in the Mortal World; continually eliminating their deep grasp into the Mortal World, slowly plotting, one day, Mount Ling can shine again, our Buddhist disciples can cleanse the filth therein."

Mount Ling, one of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, equivalent with Saha World and Sumi as wondrous lands among the Nine Heavens.

In ancient times, it was first held by practitioners of the Witch Sect.

Back then, there were the Ten Witches of Mount Ling, known to connect Heaven and Earth.

Later, Mount Ling fell under the control of Buddhist practitioners, also becoming the wondrous land in the minds of countless Buddhist disciples in the world.