Chapter 85: Foundation Establishment [1]

Fairy Mound Yin Qiujun 2315 words 2026-04-11 09:13:12

These cultivators had all reached the Foundation Establishment stage and were outer elders of the Azure Cloud Sect. In ordinary times, they devoted themselves to secluded cultivation, hoping to break through to a higher realm. Such a breakthrough would not only grant them longer lives, but also elevate their standing within the sect by a great margin.

Yet from their present appearance alone, it was clear they had no chance in this lifetime of entering a higher realm.

And this time, the Azure Cloud Sect had submitted to a mysterious power and become its enforcers. Having learned how formidable that power was, after the Profound Dao Sect was broken, these elders had taken the initiative to come here and search for what that mysterious force desired.

At this moment, Yin Tianfang was on a killing spree, and even they were alarmed. Watching the bloody scene unfolding below, their brows furrowed slightly.

"This boy is truly ruthless," an old man said.

"No matter how ruthless he is, he is not killing disciples of our Azure Cloud Sect. Let him slaughter a while longer. Once his strength has been worn down enough, it will not be too late for us to act," another old man replied.

In the field below, Yin Tianfang's eyes glowed with a scarlet light, and a cold aura radiated from his body. The small golden sword roamed through the void, and wherever it passed, one living life after another was taken.

In just a short while, the ground had already been dyed completely red with blood. Corpses lay everywhere, and nearly a thousand people had fallen by Yin Tianfang's hand.

It was nothing short of a one-sided slaughter.

Once they had been fellow disciples; today, they were enemies. Yin Tianfang was no longer the timid youth he had once been. At this moment, he was like a god of death. Since they were enemies, he would kill them all without leaving one alive.

The Profound Dao Sect had been destroyed because of the Azure Cloud Sect. Elder Xuan Yin had been captured, Noran had died, and her body remained missing. All of it had been gifted to him by the Azure Cloud Sect.

This hatred cut to the bone; this pain was carved into his heart. Even if blood stained the heavens, Yin Tianfang would show no mercy at all.

Everything connected to the Azure Cloud Sect, he would make vanish from this world. If one year was not enough, then two; if two years were not enough, then ten, a hundred. Sooner or later, he would wipe out the Azure Cloud Sect.

A chilling killing intent enveloped the entire battlefield, and thick murderous energy surged into Yin Tianfang's body. Faint traces of red light swirled around him, and within this slaughter, his aura gradually grew stronger.

Such a bizarre sight made the several Azure Cloud Sect elders watching from afar furrow their brows.

"The boy is somewhat strange. His aura is actually growing stronger," one of the old men said, staring at Yin Tianfang in the distance, his pupils contracting slightly. "We can wait no longer. If this continues and he manages a breakthrough, it may become very troublesome for us to capture him."

"Who exactly is this person? He is so strange. He clearly has not reached the Foundation Establishment realm, yet even a perfected Qi Condensation expert cannot last a single move against him. His cultivation realm is truly peculiar," said another old man, thin and gaunt, as he witnessed Yin Tianfang point a finger and instantly kill a perfected Qi Condensation expert, his expression becoming somewhat grave.

"The envoy is about to arrive, and yet we still have not found what the envoy wants. This boy is a traitor of our Azure Cloud Sect, and also someone Elder Xuan Yin values. If we can take him and use him as leverage, I am sure that old ghost Xuan Yin will reveal everything."

"Indeed. We remained here precisely so we could find the item the envoy seeks. As long as we seize this boy, all things are within reach."

The old man standing in the rear drew a deep breath and then suddenly moved. With thunderous gusts and a crackling roar, he turned into a bolt of lightning and shot straight toward Yin Tianfang. Close behind him, the old man who had spoken earlier also stepped forward and became a streak of light, following in pursuit.

The remaining few stood where they were and did not move. In their view, sending out two men was already overestimating Yin Tianfang. No matter how fierce he might be, he had not yet reached Foundation Establishment. In the eyes of Foundation Establishment experts, all beneath that realm were mere ants.

By now, the red glow around Yin Tianfang had grown ever more intense. Blood qi seemed to condense into clouds, and the sky had turned a bloody red. The thick stench of blood filled the air, and as the number of the dead continued to rise, Yin Tianfang's expression grew colder and colder.

The small golden sword moved through the void, taking one living life after another. Scarlet light flashed in his eyes, and with his white hair flying, he carried a chilling murderous aura.

Yet this time, Yin Tianfang had not gone mad. His mind was perfectly clear. Watching former fellow disciples, now his mortal enemies, fall one after another by his hand, complex feelings also rose within him.

Still, he could not show mercy. He would not show mercy. The Azure Cloud Sect's actions made him want nothing more than to annihilate it. Anyone who colluded with the Azure Cloud Sect was his enemy. Since they were enemies, no matter what their past relationship had been, he would never let them off easily.

Since they were enemies, there was only one thing to do: kill.

"Brat, you traitorous wretch! To slaughter so many fellow disciples today and still refuse to surrender?" the two old men shouted coldly as they streaked closer.

Yin Tianfang paused, slowly turned around, and looked at the two Azure Cloud Sect elders rushing toward him. Bright red light burst forth in his eyes.

"Traitorous wretch?" A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Yin Tianfang's mouth. "When a false charge is made, there is never any shortage of accusations. Daoist Wuchen is already dead; say whatever you like, if that is what you wish."

"Even if I, Yin Tianfang, were guilty of betraying teacher and sect, so what? What can you do to me?"

"He said I slaughtered fellow disciples? These people are nothing more than a pack of sect traitors!"

"Stubborn fool!" One of them raised his hand and slammed it toward Yin Tianfang. The aura of the Foundation Establishment stage erupted in full force, sweeping out like a tidal wave and setting off bursts of fierce wind.

A gigantic palm came crashing down toward Yin Tianfang's head with overwhelming might. Yin Tianfang's expression remained cold and indifferent. Looking up at that enormous hand, he sent forth a beam of golden light straight toward it.

"Detonate!"

With a thunderous blast, the small golden sword was directly detonated by Yin Tianfang. Space itself trembled, and even the clouds high above were scattered apart.

The small golden sword was a spirit treasure, and its explosion unleashed a terrifying storm. The immense destructive force shattered the giant hand in an instant.

"Go!" The Binding Dragon Rope transformed into two streaks of light and shot toward the two old men. The two narrowed their eyes as they looked at Yin Tianfang, their expressions grave.

To casually discard a spirit treasure like that—he was no ordinary ruthless man.

Seeing Yin Tianfang unleash the Binding Dragon Rope, the two old men quickly retreated, fearing that he would once again abandon a spirit treasure and blow it to pieces as he had before.

While retreating, both old men attacked at once, forming hand seals as a fire dragon roared toward Yin Tianfang.

As the fire dragon neared him, a brilliant ray of light suddenly shot out from within its body, emitting a sharp and ferocious aura.