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In the world of sects, Qing-Yun Sect.

"Immortal Flaming Pill?"

Evidently, based on their experiences, they had actually never heard of such a medicinal pill. If it wasn't for the fact that they had already seen Ling Jian's talent in alchemy, they would probably suspect that the other party had intentionally made up such a medicinal pill to make them happy.

They were far inferior to the three Medicine Sect Elders in terms of alchemy. However, when they heard the news that Ling Jian had told them, they were also shocked to the extreme and immediately chose to believe it.

"I haven't even concocted this pill yet, but according to my estimation, I just need to find a few medicinal ingredients and I'll be able to start concocting it."

Ling Jian patted his chest confidently, his words changing as he said, "Fourth Elder, pay attention to the matter of Monk Mortal. I suspect that there is someone behind this."

"That shouldn't be possible, right?"

"That monk is a wild and unruly lord, who can order him around?"

Hearing this, the fourth and second elder shook their heads and smiled. They obviously didn't think that the monk was being ordered around.

"If someone were to order him to come for the Immortal Execution Archipelago, even if he was a dissolute person, his heart would still be moved.

Ling Jian said.

"If that's the case, I must find the person who instigated the plot!"

Luo Tianyan's expression changed drastically when he heard this as he spoke in a cold voice.

"I have my own ways to deal with this Thousand Blessings Sect. Everyone, do not act rashly. Next up, if nothing unexpected happens, I guarantee that this sect will be removed from the sect world tomorrow."

After Ling Jian gave his instructions once more, he followed the path of the Green Cloud Mountain towards the Green Cloud Hall. Behind him, Luo Tianyan, the three elders of the Medicine Sect, and the others also followed.

Cirrus House was bustling with noise and excitement.

The surroundings were densely packed with disciples. In the middle of the plaza, which was crowded with many disciples, Luo Tianyan and the others were all happily enjoying themselves. It was extremely lively.

The grievances that had been suppressed by the monk for a long time were now completely washed away by this bustling scene. Disciples could be seen everywhere in the plaza raising their cups and drinking happily.

This lively banquet lasted for almost an entire afternoon.

Before the banquet had even ended, Ling Jian had already left his seat. He stood at the edge of Cirrus House with a frown on his face, as if he had something on his mind.

His gaze shifted to the plaza from a distance. He glanced at the stone pillars on top of the towering plaza before withdrawing his gaze. Then, he strode forward with heavy steps and returned to the Cultivation Hall.

"..."

It was night. Silence. Silence.

The bright moonlight poured down and Ling Jian came out from the Cultivation Hall. His figure was exceptionally fast as he appeared at the top of the Cultivation Hall. As if he was swimming in the world, he suddenly landed on a rock on top of the Hall and sat down quietly.

"It's time to solve the problem that the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss didn't solve."

With a wave of his left hand, the black jade bottle flew out. Just as he was about to open the black jade bottle, a thought flashed through his mind. With a wave of his right hand, the white mask appeared before his face.

"There must be something strange within this jade bottle. Otherwise, when the Bat King appeared, the inside of the bottle wouldn't have underwent such drastic changes."

Ling Jian's hand gripped the black jade bottle tightly. He could feel the icy cold feeling that was being emitted from the black jade bottle. He could faintly sense the trembling that was being emitted from the jade bottle.

Buzz.

The instant the jade bottle was opened, Ling Jian felt as if the blood on his palm was flowing along with it, as if it was forcefully sucked away by something. A blood-red light rose from the sky and completely enveloped Ling Jian's body, and under the bright moonlight, Ling Jian's figure became blurry and unfathomable.

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Sharp hissing sounds rang out from within the blood mist. After a series of undulations from the Spiritual Aura there, it vaguely formed into a blood-red Demonic Bat. The Demonic Bat King's body appeared within Ling Jian's line of sight.

"Demonic Bat King?!"

Ling Jian took a step back abruptly as his expression under the white ghost mask changed. A somewhat astonished voice came out from his mouth.

However, when he retreated a certain distance and maintained a safe distance from the Demonic Bat King in the blood mist, he did not notice that the Demonic Bat King had made any moves. However, when he retreated a certain distance and maintained a safe distance with the Demonic Bat King in the blood mist, he did not discover any movements from the Demonic Bat King in the blood mist.

"Dammit, this is a sound transmission!"

Ling Jian had also heard the sound wave that had already traveled outside of the Qing-Yun Sect, and his expression changed drastically. As expected, after sensing the sound wave, he realized that the sound wave was heading towards the far north.

"Yi? No, that's not right. What a rich blood essence!"

When Ling Jian sensed the astonishing Qi and blood that was spreading out from the bloody mist surrounding the Bat King, his face also shook. He immediately appeared in front of the mini version of the Bat King and threw out a punch.

Boom!

The Shaolin Divine Fist brought with it an astonishing aura akin to a fierce tiger descending from the mountains, as it viciously enveloped the blood mist, causing the Demonic Bat King's body to be directly smashed into pieces. Within the shattered blood mist, a drop of blackish-red blood flowed out, emitting an astonishing bloody aura as it appeared beside Ling Jian like a bloody rain.

This wave of bloody Qi spread out and directly trembled in the air. Following which, countless bloody tornadoes arrived, and in Ling Jian's unprepared state, they directly made contact with the surrounding training halls. With a boom, the entire training hall was directly shattered.

Buzz.

The drop of blood trembled, and a pair of blood-colored wings immediately extended from within the drop of blood. With a flap of the wings, the blood directly split open the void, intending to evacuate from this place.

However, just as it was about to break open the space, a black light shot out. With a wave of its hand, a thick black flame turned into a black mist that engulfed the blood essence.

Dong!

Ling Jian's palm slightly bent as black flames rose from within his palm. The raging black flame energy continuously collided with the drop of blood essence, producing a thunderous sound. A heavy sound, like that of stones, suddenly rang out from within his palm.

"Mountain Crack!"

The palm of Ling Jian's hand trembled, before clenching his fist tightly. Immediately, he shot out and entered the mountain range that had fallen from the sky for over a hundred feet.

"..."

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