Chapter 654 - Flying Guillotine

Chapter 654: Flying Guillotine
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Bei Mingzi responded,
If you are happy with my performance, please return me a favor.

The Lady Mother of the Chariot asked,
What do you need from me?


Primeval Talisman Order.
Bei Mingzi answered.
The Lady Mother of the Chariot gave it a brief thought and agreed,
Sure.

Bei Mingzi laughed and left with the wind. He was so skillful with his light travel that even someone like the Lady Mother of the Chariot failed to view his spiritual shape. Such light travel skills were extremely terrifying and were comparable to Lu Ya.


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The cultivators and holy deities that followed Shen Lian to the Netherworld settled down at the Zhou nation. The Qi of vitality in the Netherworld was a lot more abundant than of Qing Xuan. Although this realm was gloomy and dark, it still brought them good opportunities especially for Fahai and the rest. They felt relaxed, burdenless and hopeful of the future.
Also, Shen Lian decided to deduct with a complicated formation to drill the hundred thousands of cultivators who came along with him. Once the military force was being formed, it would be a dog-eat-dog world.
Fortunately, this was not the first time such magnitude of formation existed in history. Years ago, the Order of Jie too had a Thousands of Celestials Formation that united the holy deities and demons to act as one powerful force.
Although Shen Lian’s level was far below the Tongtian Order Master, he was well versed with the Dao of Yi and his Primordial Spirit was powerful. He had many ideas and was confident that he could complete this task although it may not be as forceful as the Thousands of Celestials Formation as he failed to recruit over ten of thousands of holy deities.
The Order of Jie indeed peaked during its glorious days. There were only about two hundred or more holy deities throughout the Netherworld and Qing Xuan Earth and Star. It was beyond imagination how did Order of Jie recruited thousands of holy deities to join them.
He entered into a state of spiritual calmness and a mini-universe came to his mind. There were countless stars shining throughout the canopy and the spiritual vigor put things to live. Those who were rushing were the rivers and those who stood still were the mountains. These wonderful sceneries were indeed majestic.
One by one, came the birds and the beasts. The ants may be just ants but they were perfectly full of vitality.
He was using the essence of the Free Form Incarnation to look at the masses and the heaven and earth.
The universe in his mind became more and more complicated as he pushed his ability to deduce to the edge. When it reached the maximum, Shen Lian could roughly confirm the range of complicity of the formation he would deduce and made sure that it was a practical formation that would not waste everybody’s time.


Just before he reached his limits, his mind diverted and the secular mortal world in his mind vanished, leaving behind only hints of dark and gloomy Qi. He sensed trouble while he was deducing the designs of nature but he just could not tell what was the problem.
With his skills, it was unusual for him to not be able to predict the future of certain incidents of the Netherworld. It was safe to say that this upcoming issue was most definitely not something trivial.
The cautiousness in him increased as he summoned Fang Yanying with his thoughts.
Shortly, Fang Yanying arrived with the sword gleam. She entered Shen Lian’s palace, bowed down and greeted him,
What can I do for you Uncle-Master?

Shen Lian responded,
Please go and look for Jiunan of the Zizai Temple and borrow a Pure Bottle from her. With the bottle, you go to the Asura Blood Sea and collect some blood water, and then pass it to me.

Fang Yanying asked,
Uncle-Master, what is that for?


There may be some trouble in the coming days and that’s why I wanted to make some flying guillotine. Regardless of who the intruder is, I would like to teach them a lesson by contaminating their Daoist body.
Shen Lian answered calmly.
Fang Yanying knew that her uncle-master could predict like a god and did not comment further about it. But she thought about which unlucky person would encounter her uncle-master. The flying guillotine was one of the rare evil arts among the Dao techniques of Qing Xuan and was passed down from Founding Master Yuanqing. The material to make it need not necessarily be the water of the Asura Blood Sea. It could be something that contained a high content of Qi of Vigor and filthy Qi, just like the menses of a girl. Once a person was infected by the flying guillotine, they would be terribly contaminated and their thousands of years of hard work would go to waste.
Shen Lian would not stoop so low to go around and collect menses to make the flying guillotine. Thus, he took the second best option, which was to use the waters of the Asura Blood Sea.
However, the waters of Asura Blood Sea was extremely corrosive and most apparatus would not be able to contain it. That was why Shen Lian told Fang Yanying to borrow the Pure Bottle from the Zizai Temple.


Fang Yanying received Shen Lian’s order and left to look for Jiunan.
After Fang Yanying departed, Shen Lian went back to the state of spiritual calmness. He can start making the flying guillotine once Fang Yanying return.
On the other side, the Mount of Youdu was the sacred mountain of the Northern Territory of the Netherworld. It was a place of worship for the people of the Northern Territory.
But no one knew that the Mount of Youdo was actually the Underworld Demon Sect’s hiding spot in the Netherworld. In fact, the occasional holy phenomenon displayed by the mountain was actually the work of the Underworld Demon Sect.
The mountain stretched for over millions of miles and below it was the Yellow Spring of the Nine Underworlds and the Underworld Demon army was based there. This area was extremely spacious and was almost like an independent country. At the very center was a palace that had the word ‘Senluo Hall’ written on it. Every stroke of each character contained the killing aura of the Blood Sea.
Ye Liuyun was present in the Senluo Hall and the boundless evil Qi did contaminate his white outfit at all. He was on the Avici throne in the hall and countless demonic armies and generals were there proclaiming him as the supreme authority of the Underworld Demon Sect.
He started from the bottom and climbed the ranks up to his current accomplishments. No one knew how much he had suffered and endured throughout the process. No one dared to question his supremacy ever since he decapitated his master, Daoist Youjian.
Everyone of the Underworld Demon sect reached a consensus that Ye Liuyun was definitely the most qualified Sect Master in history.
Ye Liuyun was warm and approachable. He even knew the name of the most ordinary disciple of the Underworld Demon Sect. On top of that, he was very good-tempered and had never once shown the irritable side of him. He was always very graceful and classy.
However, if someone broke the rules set by him, they would not be able to live to the next day. Before the person was executed, they would be given the last meal treatment.


In spite of that, Ye Liuyun lost his usual grace and was very unhappy.
He questioned the demonic general kneeling in front of him,
How dare Bei Mingzi leave the palace without my permission!

The demonic general responder,
Sect Master, the Path Master just went out for a while and he might be back soon.

Ye Liuyun declared,
But I have made it clear that no one should leave the Mount of Youdu without my permission. Does he think that he can be ignorant just because he had more experience in cultivation?

Everybody could tell that Ye Liuyun was furious. The demonic general who was kneeling down was shivering in fear. It was his duty to guard the exit but he did not stop the Path Master. But even if he wanted to stop, he would not be able to do so.

Sect Master, have you forgotten about the background of Bei Mingzi? With the support of that person, he has never taken us seriously in the past thousand years.
the Path Master of the Evil Spirit Path uttered coldly.