flstandardbreds Chapter 112 The truth is revealed and the conspiracy is exposed
Chapter 112 The truth is revealed and the conspiracy is exposed
"This... this is... the forbidden rune of the Netherworld Cult!" Elder Qingyue said this with trembling hands, his face as pale as paper.
Yan Yue and Nong Jin were shocked. The Netherworld Cult, the notorious evil cult, was actually related to this mysterious rune!
"Forbidden rune?" Yan Yue asked, "Elder, do you know the meaning of this rune?"
Elder Qingyue took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
"This rune records an extremely evil forbidden technique called 'Soul Sacrifice.' By sacrificing a large number of souls, one can open a passage to another world and gain powerful power." She paused, her voice low. "The Netherworld Cult has always attempted to subvert the world of immortal cultivation. They must be trying to use this forbidden technique to achieve their goal!"
Yan Yue and Nong Jin exchanged a glance, each seeing shock and worry in the other's eyes. If the Netherworld Cult truly opened a passage to another world, the consequences would be disastrous!
They immediately unfolded the rune rubbing and carefully examined the patterns on it.
The patterns on the runes are complex and obscure, like a huge maze that is dazzling.
"This rune seems to be protected by some kind of power," Yan Yue said intently, lightly touching the rune with his fingertips. "I sense a strong resistance preventing us from deciphering its secrets."
Nong Jin nodded, "We must find a way to crack it." A glimmer of determination flashed in his eyes, "The Netherworld Cult's conspiracy must not be allowed to succeed!"
They tried various methods to decipher the runes, but to no avail. The power of the runes was like an indestructible barrier, blocking their efforts.
Just when they were about to give up, the rune suddenly released a powerful force that impacted their souls.
Yan Yue and Nong Jin felt a splitting headache, as if countless needles were pricking their nerves.
"Ah!" Yan Yue couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted, refusing to give up.
Nong Jin was also in great pain, but he held Yan Yue's hand tightly to give her strength.
In the severe pain, some fragments suddenly flashed through Yan Yue's mind.
That was the scene of her being persecuted to death by the Netherworld Cult in her previous life, as well as the memory of her hard practice.
"Wait..." Yan Yue endured the pain and said intermittently, "I... I remember..."
There was a gleam in her eyes, as if she had grasped some key information.
"I know... I know the secret of this rune..." Yan Yue's voice was weak, but with a hint of excitement.
Nong Jin stared at her closely, waiting for her next words.
Yan Yue took a deep breath and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. His eyes were fixed on a certain corner of the rune...
Yan Yue's pupils suddenly constricted, and her voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Found it! It's right here!" She pointed to an inconspicuous corner on the rune, where a tiny pattern was hidden. If you don't look carefully, it can be easily overlooked.
"This pattern... is... the exclusive mark of our sect's inner sect elders!"
Nong Jin's heart sank, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Inner sect elder?
Could it be that someone within the sect is colluding with the Netherworld Cult?
The thought shocked and angered him immensely.
"No wonder... No wonder we can't find any clues..." Yan Yue muttered to himself, and fragments of memories from his previous life flooded into his mind like a tide.
She recalled the martial arts techniques used by those men in black when she was being hunted. These were clearly the sect's secret!
She had been puzzled before, but now she finally understood that the enemy was hiding among them!
"This mark represents... the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, Fang Zheng!" Yan Yue's voice was icy cold, with a hint of chill that penetrated his bones.
Elder Fang Zheng usually looks righteous and upright, but I didn't expect it to be him!
"Fang Zheng...why did he do this?" Nong Jin frowned, his heart full of doubts.
Fang Zheng holds a high position in the sect and is respected. Why would he betray the sect and collude with the evil cult?
Yan Yue took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "For power, for greater benefits! The Netherworld Cult promised him a higher status and greater power, and he was tempted!" In her previous life, she trusted human nature too much, which is why she was framed by Fang Zheng and the Netherworld Cult!
In this life, she will never make the same mistake again!
"We must tell the Sect Leader about this!" Nong Jin said firmly, his eyes burning with anger. He would never allow anyone to disrupt the peace of the Immortal Cultivation World!
Yan Yue nodded, his eyes filled with determination: "That's right! But we must be careful. Fang Zheng has a huge influence in the sect. We must find solid evidence to bring him to justice!"
They knew that revealing this truth would face enormous resistance and might even endanger their lives.
But for the safety of the world of immortal cultivation and for those innocent victims, they must stand up!
"Let's go!" Yan Yue took Nong Jin's hand and walked towards the master's hall resolutely.
Their backs appeared particularly firm in the afterglow of the setting sun, like two sharp swords about to be unsheathed, ready to cut off all the darkness!
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind them: "Where... do you want to go?"
The cold voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, which made people shudder.
Yan Yue and Nong Jin turned around at the same time, only to see Elder Fang Zheng with a sinister look on his face, followed by a dozen men in black, all of whom had gloomy and murderous auras.
Nong Jin held Yan Yue's hand tightly, and his warm and powerful hands conveyed silent comfort and strength.
Yan Yuehui held his hand and drew courage from his determined eyes.
In this crisis-ridden moment, they relied on each other, understood each other, and their feelings became deeper.
"Fang Zheng! You are indeed a traitor who is colluding with the Netherworld Cult!" Yan Yue shouted sternly, his tone filled with anger and contempt.
Fang Zheng sneered, his eyes filled with disdain. "Little girl, do you think you two can do anything to me?"
"You know whether he is a traitor or not!" Nong Jin stepped forward and protected Yan Yue behind him. The powerful pressure of the Immortal Emperor emanated from his body, like a towering mountain, blocking Yan Yue.
"Hmph! If you don't accept my toast, then you'll have to pay me back! Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being rude!" Fang Zheng gave an order, and the men in black behind him immediately pounced on them.
Yan Yue and Nong Jin went forward without fear.
Nong Jin's moves were powerful and domineering, each of them carrying the power to crush everything.
Yan Yueze was agile and had exquisite moves. Like a dancing butterfly, he shuttled among the men in black, and every move he made was extremely precise.
After the fierce battle, all the men in black collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, Fang Zheng's face changed drastically. Knowing that there was no way to end this peacefully, he turned around and tried to escape.
"Want to run? Not that easy!" Yan Yue snorted coldly, summoned his flying sword, transformed into a stream of light, and chased after Fang Zheng.
At the same time, Yan Yue and Nong Jin, despite the opposition of some elders, forcibly summoned all the members of the sect and made public the evidence of Fang Zheng's collusion with the Netherworld Cult.
At first, no one believed it. After all, Fang Zheng was highly respected in the sect, so how could he be a traitor?
But when Yan Yue took out the letters between Fang Zheng and the Netherworld Sect and the Netherworld Sect's secret treasure, everyone was shocked and talked about it.
"This...how is this possible?"
"Elder Fang Zheng...he actually betrayed us!"
"We were all deceived by him!"
At this moment, Yan Yue returned to the main hall carrying Fang Zheng's body. Seeing this scene, the people who had originally been skeptical completely believed Yan Yue's words.
"Fang Zheng has been executed, but the Netherworld Cult's conspiracy isn't over yet." Yan Yue looked around at everyone, his tone heavy, "We must unite and fight against the Netherworld Cult together to protect the peace of the immortal world!"
Everyone responded in unison: "We will defend our sect to the death!"
However, Yan Yue knew in his heart that although the truth had been revealed, the real challenge had just begun.
The Netherworld Cult is a vast and deeply entrenched force. Eradicating them completely is no easy task...
"What should we do next?" Nong Jin looked at Yan Yue with a hint of worry in his eyes.
Yan Yue's eyes were determined, and a confident smile played on his lips. "When the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. I want to see how powerful this Netherworld Cult is!" Suddenly, an eerie flute sound came from outside the hall...
The eerie flute sound was getting closer and closer, carrying with it a heart-pounding magic power, and the atmosphere in the hall froze instantly.
Yan Yue frowned. The sound of the flute contained a strange energy fluctuation, which made her feel a little uneasy.
"Oh no! This is the Soul-Catching Flute of the Netherworld Cult!" an elder exclaimed, his face turning pale in an instant.
The Soul-Catching Flute, as the name suggests, can control people's minds and turn them into puppets.
Yan Yue acted decisively and sent out a golden light to protect everyone.
"Jin, let's go!" Yan Yue took Nong Jin's hand, and disappeared in the hall in a flash.
The two flew to the outside of the mountain gate and saw a dark mass. Countless Netherworld cultists in black clothes surrounded the entire mountain gate.
The leader was wearing a black cloak and his face could not be seen clearly. He was holding a black jade flute in his hand, which was the soul-capturing flute.
The flute sounded melodious, yet it carried with it endless murderous intent.
Golden light suddenly surged around Nong Jin, and the golden dragon sword in his hand let out a deafening dragon roar. He swung the sword, and the golden light slashed towards the man in black like a streak of silk.
"Yuer, go find the source of the flute sound, I will stop them!" Nong Jin's voice was firm and powerful, and his eyes were full of love and trust for Yan Yue.
Yan Yue nodded, and his figure was as fast as lightning, flying towards the direction where the flute sound came from.
She knew that only by finding the flute player could the crisis be completely resolved.
"Want to leave? Not that easy!" The black-robed man laughed coldly, and the sound of the flute suddenly became sharp and piercing... "Ah!" A scream came from behind Yan Yue.