The Phantom Divine Needles was a top-grade Magical Artifact in Xu Changfeng's possession. As its name suggests, it was a needle-shaped Magical Artifact, with a total of thirty-six needles. Each one was translucent and imbued with a faint mental toxin.
If a Cultivator was pierced by it, after a short while, he would become dizzy and see multiple phantom images of his enemy.
With Li Feiyu's current Qi Realm, he couldn't unleash its full power.
Twelve needles was the most suitable number for him to control and unleash its power at present.
It was difficult to distinguish the Phantom Divine Needles in the night, but the Black Robed Cultivator's heart was filled with a strong sense of alarm. He quickly ascended, but several places on his body were still pierced and injured by the Phantom Divine Needles.
His face turned pale with fright, and he immediately took out a black circular Magical Artifact. Several black mists rushed out from the circular disk, circling his body and rotating rhythmically.
"Which Fellow Daoist is here!"
The Black Robed Cultivator observed the Phantom Divine Needles after releasing his Spiritual sense .
"What a vicious Magical Artifact! It's impossible to observe with the naked eye in the night!"
"Could it be a fellow disciple?"
He continued, "Wang Qi, a Cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect. Please show yourself, Fellow Daoist."
Li Feiyu thought for a moment, then rose from the next room and retracted the Phantom Divine Needles into its needle case.
"So it's from the Ghost Spirit Sect. I am Xu Changfeng of the Spirit Control Sect."
Wang Qi stared silently at Li Feiyu. His appearance and demeanor indeed resembled a Righteous Path Cultivator more. However, there were also many Demonic Path Cultivators who were hypocritical, disguised themselves as Righteous Path Cultivators to befriend others, and then killed them.
Such people were extremely insidious and cunning; one careless mistake and a companion would be sold out.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, why did you attack me just now? Do you intend to provoke a conflict between our two Sects?"
Li Feiyu sneered inwardly. A mere Qi Refining stage grunt actually had the nerve to talk about a conflict between two Sects?
Did he really think he was so important, comparable to a Nascent Soul within his Sect?
"A misunderstanding, or perhaps not a misunderstanding. I was healing here, and these people are my prey."
"Fellow Daoist Wang Qi, who do you think intruded upon whom?"
Wang Qi's eyes flickered with uncertainty, then he sighed and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Xu saw them first, and I was unaware before, no offense taken. I will not make a move again."
Li Feiyu nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang Qi, do you know the current situation of the Six Sects?"
"I've been out for a long time. At that time, my Sect intended to launch a war against the Seven Sects of Yue Country. I wonder what the situation is now?"
"To know such a secret matter, it seems you are indeed from the Spirit Control Sect."
Wang Qi began to somewhat believe Li Feiyu's identity. "It's being planned. Some have already infiltrated Yue Country, and a full-scale attack should commence very soon. With the Clear Void Sect as an inside informant, the Seven Sects are bound to suffer a major setback this time."
Li Feiyu sneered inwardly, "It seems Fellow Daoist Wang Qi doesn't trust me. It's clearly Spirit Beast Mountain, yet you insist on saying Clear Void Sect. Are you trying to trick me?"
"Haha, so it's Spirit Beast Mountain! A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I was just guessing. Our Young Sect Master of the Ghost Spirit Sect didn't tell me the details."
Li Feiyu smiled slightly, "I wonder where Fellow Daoist Wang Qi is staying? Let's go to your place, and you can tell me more in detail."
"When the great war breaks out, the Sect will surely need my efforts. I must return as soon as possible."
Wang Qi thought for a moment and nodded.
The two immediately flew towards the Mountain God Temple on Wushi Mountain.
A young beautiful woman in the Li Residence opened her window to look, but there was no one outside, nor any wind.
"It stopped? How strange."
She then tightly closed the doors and windows.
In the Mountain God Temple on Wushi Mountain.
Li Feiyu saw several corpses of young children, whose blood and Qi had been completely drained. Their bodies were withered, their faces dark and distorted, their eyes filled with terror. Faint wisps of black Qi still subtly floated from their bodies.
He sighed softly in his heart. In chaotic times, human lives were as cheap as grass.
Such actions had long exceeded Li Feiyu's tolerance. So brutal and unrestrained, they deserved to die!
His face was bright with a smile. "Fellow Daoist Wang Qi, it seems you are also quite injured."
"Not long ago, I encountered someone from the Seven Sects, and we had a minor conflict. I've mostly recovered now."
Wang Qi naturally wouldn't disclose his true condition.
Among Demonic Path Cultivators, let alone those from other Sects, even within their own Sect, competition was incredibly fierce.
"By the way, have you seen any Cultivators from my Spirit Control Sect recently?"
"I haven't. Although our several Sects are connected, we each have our own agenda. When the war breaks out, we will all attack different mountain gates of the Seven Sects."
Li Feiyu slowly extracted information, making him relax his guard.
"Fellow Daoist Wang Qi, are you sure you shook off that Seven Sects Cultivator?"
"Of course." Wang Qi said rather proudly, "Few can detect the traces of my true body with the Ghost Spirit Sect's Phantom Spirit Evasion Great law."
"Indeed."
Li Feiyu nodded, looking at the night sky outside the Mountain God Temple.
Suddenly, his expression changed, becoming pale and bloodless.
"What's wrong, Fellow Daoist Xu?"
Li Feiyu said exasperatedly, "'Few' doesn't mean 'never'. That blue light must be from a Seven Sects Cultivator, right?"
"You've really gotten me into trouble!"
Li Feiyu showed a bitter expression, a performance without physical objects, as if it were real.
Nothing in the world is absolute, and Wang Qi knew this, so he turned around in a panic to look outside the temple.
After all, he was severely injured now, and if he really encountered a Seven Sects Cultivator again, it would be very difficult to escape.
And just as Wang Qi turned around, Li Feiyu erupted, combining a dozen Phantom Divine Needless into one, directly stabbing at Wang Qi's heart.
At the critical moment, Wang Qi's circular Magical Artifact suddenly appeared, blocking Li Feiyu's full-force attack.
However, although it didn't succeed, Wang Qi was still sent flying by the immense force, and he violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
He turned back, staring fiercely at Li Feiyu with both eyes.
"I knew you had a problem, but I still almost fell for your trick. Who exactly are you?"
"I am Han Li of Yellow Maple Valley, and I have been waiting for Your Excellency for a long time!"
Having failed in one strike, Li Feiyu launched another verbal attack.
"Hmph, do you think I'll believe you just because you casually say a name?"
Li Feiyu rubbed the tip of his nose. At this moment, Han Li was probably still diligently cultivating the Azure Essence Sword Art and hadn't encountered the Young Sect Master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you, but a Demonic Cultivator like you, who massacres children, deserves to be executed by everyone!"
"The world is a harsh place, where the strong prey on the weak. This is the law of survival in this world!"
"A mere sixth-layer Qi Refining stage Cultivator, wanting to kill me? We'll see if you have the ability!"
Wang Qi was at the tenth layer of Qi refining . Under normal circumstances, Li Feiyu would not be his opponent.
However, he had been hit by the Phantom Divine Needles before, and his severe injuries hadn't healed. Now, he had also taken Li Feiyu's full-force blow, which caused his Qi and blood to churn within him.
Li Feiyu sneered, no longer speaking superfluous words. He activated his Azure Cloud Boots, and his speed surged. He manipulated the Phantom Divine Needles, splitting them apart, and attacked Wang Qi from different directions.
However, that circular Magical Artifact was quite troublesome.
Clang, clang, clang~
The Phantom Divine Needles found it difficult to penetrate.
Wang Qi knew that the Mountain God Temple was too small, which was disadvantageous for his attack, so he directly rushed out.
However, just then, the effect of the Phantom Divine Needles took hold. He felt his brain dizzy, and the scenery in front of him appeared as double images.
Li Feiyu accelerated, overtook him, and blocked his path, watching him with a smile.
Wang Qi shook his head and said, "You... those silver needles just now were poisoned?"
"You guessed correctly, but don't worry, this poison won't kill you."
"Because I'm the one who will kill you!"
The twelve Phantom Divine Needless attacked relentlessly. Wang Qi, affected by the mental toxin, couldn't concentrate, and made errors in controlling his circular Magical Artifact.
Before long, a dozen more wounds appeared on his body.
And as time passed, the toxin would take further effect, making Wang Qi increasingly passive.
"Ah~"
Wang Qi, aware of his predicament, suddenly let out a loud shout, bit his tongue, and sprayed a stream of blood onto the circular Magical Artifact.
As the essence blood was absorbed, the circular Magical Artifact immediately emitted a red light, rising from behind him and becoming incredibly massive.
The edge of the circular disk was embedded with small grey beads, and its center held a blood-red jade bead. Strange, incomprehensible symbols were carved on the rest of its surface. Its back was covered in intricate patterns, forming a vivid image of a hundred ghosts and evil spirits, as if those evil spirits were about to break free.
No, they were indeed wriggling, changing positions, as if ready to escape the confines of the circular disk at any moment.