RPAGF Chapter 109: The Conspiracy of Wuji Sect Leader
Chapter 109: The Conspiracy of Wuji Sect Leader
The magic circle was like a huge black spider web, and the vortex in the center was like a huge mouth of the abyss, swallowing up the surrounding spiritual energy and light.
Yun Yueqing moved slowly, trying to find the flaws in the magic circle.
Suddenly, she noticed a rune flickering slightly at the edge of the magic circle.
Unlike the calm glow of other runes, it appeared unusually active, as if it were an unstable node in the magic circle.
Yun Yueqing's heart moved, and he approached quietly, with flames jumping in his hands, ready to deliver a fatal blow at the critical moment.
She held her breath, as if the whole world had stopped.
She was left alone with the unusual rune, facing each other in this dark cave.
Just as Yun Yueqing was about to touch the flashing rune, a sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the darkness and shot straight towards her.
Sect Leader Wuji flashed to the entrance of the cave, with a faint aura surrounding him and a solemn expression on his face.
He suddenly realized something and shouted in a deep voice, "Who is it?"
After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and an invisible force swept out.
The air around Yun Yueqing solidified, making her unable to move.
At the same time, the flashing runes seemed to sense the crisis.
The light became brighter, forming a subtle confrontation with the spiritual power released by Sect Leader Wuji.
Yun Yueqing's hair fell in front of her eyes, dancing wildly in the palm wind launched by the Wuji Sect Leader.
Like willow branches swept by the wind, her hidden face was instantly exposed.
The face, illuminated by the spiritual light, appeared exceptionally cold and unfamiliar, and was not the face that Sect Leader Wuji was familiar with.
The Wuji Sect Leader's gaze was as sharp as a torch, penetrating through layers of hair and fixed on that face.
"Not her?"
"Who are you and what is your purpose here?"
Yunyue breathed a sigh of relief. The face-changing technique that the old man had given her was indeed very useful.
But he only learned to transform into this non-existent stranger, otherwise, he would have changed his appearance into Wen Chu Ning's.
Yun Yueqing's eyes turned slightly, and there was a hint of deliberately created trembling and fear in her voice.
"Master Wuji, I am Senior Sister Wen Chuning's confidant, she...she has succeeded..."
"Successfully trapped Yun Yueqing in Dark Moon Lake and tortured her to death."
The head of the Wuji sect frowned, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning Yun Yueqing back and forth, as if trying to see through her disguise.
"You said you were Xiao Ning's confidant?"
His voice was low and full of unquestionable authority.
"Why have I never seen you before? I have some impression of Xiao Ning's confidant."
Yun Yueqing's heart tightened, but she pretended to be calm on the surface and lowered her head slightly.
Trying to make his voice sound even more trembling, he said, "Master, I... I am originally from a village near Dark Moon Lake."
"After being rescued by Senior Sister Wen, I have been following her and doing odd jobs."
"Because of my low status, I rarely have the opportunity to appear before the Sect Master."
Sect Leader Wuji stroked his beard, his brows furrowed, his eyes as deep as the abyss.
Yun Yueqing saw that there was still doubt in the eyes of Sect Leader Wuji, and his mind raced.
He suddenly pulled out a long sword with a cold glow from his waist. It was Yun Yueqing's former sword - Hunyuan Sword.
She held the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword lightly touching the ground. The light on the sword trembled slightly with her movements, like a living thing.
When Wuji Sect Leader saw her draw her sword, he was startled and took a half step back involuntarily.
His eyes were fixed on the Hunyuan Sword that was emitting a cold light.
A faint blue light flowed on the sword, as if it contained some ancient and mysterious power.
He stretched out his hand to take it, but stopped in mid-air, his brows furrowed, as if he was weighing something.
The air around seemed to freeze, and only the subtle sound of the sword tip touching the ground echoed in this deep cave.
Seeing this, Yun Yueqing said to Wuji Sect Leader, "Sir, please look, this is the Hunyuan Sword of that female devil Yun Yueqing."
"Senior Sister Wen knows that you are cautious and has specifically instructed me to use this sword as proof if you have any doubts."
Only then did the Wuji Sect Leader feel relieved. He pretended to be calm and slowly approached. He took every step very lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.
Those deep eyes stared at the Hunyuan Sword in Yun Yueqing's hand, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.
As the distance shortened, he slowly extended his right hand, his fingertips lightly touching the sword.
The flowing blue light seemed to tremble slightly, as if responding to him.
"It really is that evil disciple's sword. This sword originally belonged to the Xuantian Sect. Now that it has fallen into my Wuji's hands, it can be regarded as returning to its original owner."
He took a deep breath and glanced at Yun Yueqing again.
Although her face was unfamiliar, the fear and anxiety in her eyes were so real, which dispelled some of his doubts.
Inside the cave, the two people's shadows stretched out on the stone wall and intertwined, creating an inexplicable tense atmosphere.
Sect Leader Wuji relaxed his tense nerves and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just as he was about to reach out and take the Hunyuan Sword, which symbolized Yun Yueqing's downfall.
At this critical moment, Yun Yueqing's eyes suddenly changed and a cold light flashed.
The Hunyuan Sword in her hand, like a poisonous snake in the dark night, suddenly bit towards the neck of the Wuji Sect Leader.
The head of the Wuji sect reacted quickly, moving his body to the side and narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.
But the sharp edge of the blade still cut his left shoulder, and blood instantly dyed his clothes red.
The air was filled with the smell of rust and blood, and the face of the Wuji leader turned ashen in an instant.
He widened his eyes and looked at Yun Yueqing in disbelief, as if he was looking at a completely unfamiliar monster.
"You...who are you?"
Yun Yueqing curled up the corner of her mouth in a sneer, with a playful gleam in her eyes.
His voice was as cold as ice: "I am your ancestor, and I have come here today to teach you, my unworthy descendant, a lesson."
After saying that, she moved like a ghost, carrying on with the residual power of the previous attack.
The Hunyuan Sword in his hand turned into a silver lightning and struck towards the Wuji Sect Leader again.
The head of the Wuji sect was glaring with anger. How could he have expected that the strange woman in front of him would have such courage and ability.
He retreated quickly and waved his left hand at the same time. Spiritual power surged, forming an invisible barrier, trying to block Yun Yueqing's attack.
However, Yun Yue's swordsmanship was sharp, and every move and every style was aimed directly at the vital points.
The sword light was like a weave, cutting the air in the cave into pieces.
The face of the Wuji Sect Leader suddenly changed, and his voice revealed an incredible chill.
"The Constitution is so decisive and ruthless, and you are Yun Yueqing? This is impossible! How could you..."
"How is it possible to break through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage in such a short time?"
Before he finished speaking, Yun Yueqing flashed again and was already close to him.
The Hunyuan Sword carried the force of thunder, and the tip of the sword emitted a dazzling cold light, going straight to his heart.
Sect Leader Wuji hurriedly mobilized all his spiritual power to form a circle of light to protect his body.
But Yun Yueqing's sword moves seemed to ignore this layer of defense. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, leaving fine cracks on the aperture.