Chapter 886: Mysterious Immortal Art of Xuantian

During the burst of blue light, not only sight but also spiritual sense targeting was disrupted. This caused everyone present to lose their lock on the Heavenly Mystery Sect's Dharma King.

"Indeed, besides the Heavenly Venerate, the only ones who can influence and manipulate the Heavenly Mystery Mirror are the Heavenly Mystery Sect themselves!" This thought flashed through the young man's mind.

He scanned the area but couldn't find any trace of the opponent. The young man's heart sank slightly, and he was about to order a pursuit when he suddenly sensed something was amiss.

"Hmm?"

"I had already set up the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Formation here in advance. As long as the formation isn't broken, there's absolutely no way he could have escaped." "In other words, he's still here?!"

The young man then ordered his black-robed cultivators to scan the space again. To his great surprise, they found no trace whatsoever of the vanished Heavenly Mystery Sect's Dharma King!

The young Dharma Protector's expression darkened. "The Heavenly Mystery Sect..." "They truly are difficult to deal with. No wonder they managed to survive the joint annihilation efforts of the Ten Immortal Sects back then."

The young man's gaze repeatedly swept across the space. "Where exactly are you hiding?"

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. His gaze fell upon the team of black-robed cultivators under his command. The young man vaguely felt something was wrong.

"How many people did I actually bring with me this time?" A question involuntarily popped into his mind.

However, what horrified him was that he couldn't recall the answer to such a simple question at all!

Having achieved Dao Integration countless years ago, it was inconceivable for something like this to happen to him!

"Is this the cunning nature of the Heavenly Mystery Sect's cultivation techniques...?" The young man narrowed his eyes, and various legends about the ancient Heavenly Mystery Sect surfaced in his mind.

Knowing that the opponent was hidden among his black-robed cultivators, the young man ordered them to verify each other's identities.

Although the young man was not very familiar with most of the black-robed cultivators, this group of cultivators certainly knew each other well.

However, to the young man's surprise, after they verified each other, not a single person with an incorrect identity was found.

Everyone's information was flawless. They even had memories of their past interactions with each other.

At this point, the young man's expression turned exceedingly grim.

Now, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit it. He had likely overestimated himself this time.

As one of the earliest Dharma Protectors to follow the Heavenly Venerate and overthrow the Ten Immortal Sects, the young man didn't truly take this so-called Heavenly Mystery Sect's Dharma King seriously.

After all, the Ten Immortal Sects, which had overthrown the Heavenly Mystery Sect, were all vanquished by his own faction. How strong could the Heavenly Mystery Sect be, then?

Therefore, in order to claim all the glory, he hadn't informed the other Dharma Protectors of his mission. He never expected to fall into such a predicament.

The young man's expression kept shifting.

He now had two options: first, notify the Immortal Alliance headquarters and request the list of black-robed cultivators participating in this operation. A simple comparison would reveal the hidden Heavenly Mystery Sect's Dharma King.

However, doing so would inevitably alert the other Dharma Protectors, and he might even face ridicule.

After some deliberation, the young man made a different choice.

He casually pointed at one of the black-robed cultivators and said coldly, "You, commit suicide."

Upon hearing this utterly cold command, the pointed-at black-robed cultivator showed no hesitation.

He forcefully slapped both sides of his forehead. In an instant, his aura dissipated, and his body turned into specks of dust, seemingly dissolving into the air. Only a streak of blue light, carrying something, shot away through the void.

The young man's face remained impassive as he looked at the next black-robed cultivator.

Under the young man's deathly gaze, one black-robed cultivator after another committed suicide.

What was eerie was that the celestial phenomenon that should have appeared upon a cultivator's demise never manifested from beginning to end.

A total of thirty-five black-robed cultivators had accompanied him. Twenty-six of them had already committed suicide, yet the hidden Heavenly Mystery Sect's Dharma King still hadn't been found.

"Could it be that my luck is this terrible?" "Or did I make a wrong judgment?"

The young man's expression was exceedingly grim. But at this point, there was no turning back.

With a hardened resolve, like a gambler with bloodshot eyes, he continued to issue the suicide commands without pause. Until... only one black-robed cultivator remained in the field.

He, too, raised his hand and abruptly moved to strike his head, just like the others before him. But he stopped an instant before his head would have exploded.

Slowly lowering his hand, he looked at the young Dharma Protector before him with a hint of mockery. "Is this the cultivation organization that holds power now?" "Treating your subordinates like expendable grass..." "They say our Heavenly Mystery Sect is tyrannical and lawless, but in my opinion, we're far from being as bad as you."

The young man was not provoked by Li Chen's words. In his eyes, those black-robed cultivators were merely resources that could be replenished at any time. Forget dozens dying; even if hundreds or thousands perished, he wouldn't feel the slightest bit of regret.

"What kind of evil sorcery is this?" The young man absolutely refused to believe it was mere luck that the last randomly chosen person turned out to be the Heavenly Mystery Sect's Dharma King. This must have been caused by the deceptive influence of the opponent's sinister cultivation technique.

Indeed, Li Chen did not deny it. "Evil sorcery?"

Li Chen scoffed coldly, "This is a supreme Daoist lineage, the true orthodox sect of immortals! How could people like you ever hope to discern its true nature!"

The young man's status was exceptionally noble. For thousands of years, no one had dared to speak so presumptuously in front of him!

Especially the deep, genuine disdain in the opponent's eyes made the young man's rage uncontrollable.

"Now, it's just the two of us here. Let's see what other tricks you can pull!"

The young man's voice was full of murderous intent, and his clothes stirred without a breeze. The space, sealed by the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Grand Formation, suddenly shimmered with specks of starlight. Then, like night falling, stars filled the sky.

Countless rays of starlight shone down, like sharp arrows, ready to pierce through the Heavenly Mystery Sect's Dharma King!

Faced with the young man's sudden assault, Li Chen appeared petrified, standing motionless where he was.

Just as countless starlight beams were about to engulf him, like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, the young man vaguely felt something was wrong.

However, it was already somewhat late.

The next moment, countless tiny holes appeared on the young man's body. Blood spurted out; the young man was pierced through by his own starlight!

Under the myriad stars, the young man's body turned into a puddle of mud.

A moment later, with a wriggle, a complete body emerged from the void.

"You..." The young man looked at the black-robed cultivator in front of him, and a sense of fear finally rose in his heart.

It was an emotion he hadn't experienced in a very long time.

"Me?" "Aren't I just you?" The black-robed cultivator looked at the young man and revealed a strange smile.

A blur appeared in the young man's eyes. The opponent's appearance had, astonishingly, become identical to his own!