[Chapter 1507: The Magical Power of Change and Infiltration]

After the battle, Yang Yiyun first thought of Xu Youdao and went over to salute him, saying, “Hello, Senior Xu. Thank you for your help, and thank you for your help.”

Yang Yiyun thanked Xu Youdao and the ten Mahayana disciples of the Changsheng Hall.

Xu Youdao had helped once in Taihuang, and this time, he had come twice. Although he was following the orders of his senior brother Yun Changsheng and did not help much, Yang Yiyun wanted to thank him.

Xu Youdao came back to his senses from the shock, and quickly led the ten disciples to clasp their fists and salute him, saying, “Yang… Saint Lord, you are too polite. I am ashamed that I did not help much.”

Xu Youdao was going to call Yang Yiyun Daoyou, but he changed it to Saint Lord when he was about to speak, because in his eyes, Yang Yiyun today is enough to be on par with any master of a holy land.

And the demon cultivators under him call him Saint Lord.

Not to mention Yang Yiyun’s own cultivation, he can already walk sideways in the world of cultivation just by relying on these powerful demon cultivators under him.

Calling him Saint Lord Yang is not an exaggeration.

In the entire Changsheng Palace, there are less than 30 cultivators who can reach the Ascension Realm, including the third-turn loose immortals. Even

if the other eight holy places have more than Changsheng Palace, they are not much more.

Yang Yiyu has 300 Ascension Realm monsters under his command.

No other holy place can compare.

Yang Yiyu was very polite to Xu Youdao. He smiled and shook his head and said, “Senior Xu, please don’t be too modest. You have helped me twice. This thank you is what I should say.”

When Xu Youdao heard Yang Yiyu call him senior twice, he did not dare to be arrogant and said quickly, “Saint Lord Yang, just call me by my name. You are my junior brother of the Saint Lord of the Hall of Longevity. You may not be worthy of being called a superior…”

Yang Yiyu smiled and did not care about it. After exchanging pleasantries, he solemnly said, “Fellow Daoist Xu, I may have an unknown way to go when I go out this time. Please report to the fellow Daoists in the Hall of Longevity after you return to the Hall of Longevity, and don’t get involved with me in the future.

My eldest brother has ascended to the fairyland now. What the Hall of Longevity needs is stability. As for the grievances between me and the five holy places, let me solve it myself…”

Xu Youdao understood that Yang Yiyu meant that he did not want to implicate the Hall of Longevity. Seeing the determination on Yang Yiyu’s face and witnessing the power of the big monster under Yang Yiyu’s command, he did not say much.

Considering from the perspective of Changsheng Palace, Yang Yiyu will indeed face the five holy places directly in the future. Such involvement is not a good thing for Changsheng Palace.

It can’t be played anymore.

After agreeing to Yang Yiyu, Xu Youdao took ten disciples and left.

…

At this time, Yang Yiyu turned around and said, “Zi Huang, bring the old man’s soul.”

“Yes, Holy Lord.” Zi Huang handed the soul of the elder of Wanling Holy Land to Yang Yiyu while speaking.

The soul of the elder of Wanling Holy Land screamed in fear: “Spare my life… spare… ah…”

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yiyu searched his soul and screamed.

The reason why Zi Huang left the soul of the elder of Wanling Holy Land was because the holy land that Yang Yiyu had to deal with first was Wanling Holy Land.

Back then, he was hated the most by the old witch Wanling Holy Mother. Now that he has the strength to take revenge, the first target he chose was Wanling Holy Land.

Although he has strength and power now, Yang Yiyu is not arrogant enough to deal with the five holy places together.

Defeating them one by one is the kingly way.

Searching the soul of the elder of the Wanling Holy Land is to understand the power of the Wanling Holy Land.

After a while, Yang Yiyu opened his eyes, and the soul of the elder of the Wanling Holy Land in his hand was immediately destroyed.

A smile appeared on his lips, and with a wave of his hand, he collected all the demon cultivators into the space of the Qiankun Pot, and he flew towards the Wanling Holy Land.

…

The five people of the nine holy places in the cultivation world are known to everyone, but the people who really know the location of the nine holy places, except for the disciples of the sect, not many people know.

And Yang Yiyu wants to find the enemy to make trouble, first of all, he must know where the place is located?

The first choice is the Wanling Holy Land, so he asked Zi Huang to keep the soul of the elder of the Wanling Holy Land, and naturally everything about the Wanling Holy Land was clear after searching the soul.

Although there are five major holy places that are enemies, Yang Yiyu has no plan in his heart, and he is not stupid enough to go to war with the five major holy places at the same time.

Choosing one of them can have the effect of killing the chicken to stop the monkey, and the Wanling Holy Land is the one he hates the most, and the Wanling Holy Mother is the most damnable.

Thinking that taking down the Wanling Holy Land can also deter the other several holy lands, at least in a short period of time, the other holy lands will not dare to provoke him again.

In this way, he will have time to spare and put all his energy on finding a few women and Yunmen disciples.

Compared with the matter of hatred, relatives are the most important in Yang Yiyu’s heart.

But if he doesn’t take down a holy land, even if he has a powerful demon cultivator under his command now, he will still be harassed by several holy lands after leaving the mountain.

After searching the soul, he mastered the situation of the Wanling Holy Land, obtained the location of the Wanling Holy Land from the memory of the elders of the Wanling Holy Land, and also knew the situation of the power and strength of the Wanling Holy Land.

In the memory of the elders of the Wanling Holy Land, Yang Yiyu knew that the name of this life elder was Xu Yuan, and he was the eighth elder of the Wanling Holy Land.

Among the nine elders of the entire Wanling Holy Land, a holy master is the strongest person.

Speaking of which, the nine elders are at the late stage of the Ascension Realm, and the Holy Lord Wanling Shengmu is at the Great Perfection of the Ascension Realm.

However, their power is beyond the ordinary Ascension Realm.

The nine elders were very nice. Now that one of them had been killed by Yang Yiyun, the rest were not a concern. Even if Yang Yiyun fought with numbers, he could still squeeze them.

The only thing he was not sure about was the old witch, the Holy Mother of All Spirits. Even Xu Yuan, an elder, was not sure how powerful she was.

There were also some people whose cultivation had reached the early and late stages of the Ascension Realm, including the scattered immortals, who totaled about 30 people. There were still more than 400 Mahayana disciples in the Holy Land of All Spirits. Of course, one-third of them were no longer in the Holy Land of All Spirits.

As for the disciples below the level of the Crossing Tribulation, there were hundreds of thousands of them in the Holy Land of All Spirits, but Yang Yiyun was not worried about them at all.

There were only two aspects of worry.

The first was naturally the Holy Mother of All Spirits, the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of All Spirits.

The second was that in Xu Yuan’s soul-searching memory, there was a mountain called the Wanling Mountain in the location of the Holy Land of All Spirits. In Xu Yuan’s memory, there were very few records about the Wanling Mountain.

All he knew was that Wanling Mountain was the place where the disciples of Wanling Holy Land had practiced. On weekdays, except for the Holy Mother of Wanling, even the elders of Wanling Holy Land were not allowed to set foot on Wanling Mountain.

There was no doubt that Wanling Mountain was a dangerous place. For Yang Yiyun, the focus of attacking Wanling Holy Land was Wanling Mountain.

However, in Xu Yuan’s memory, the disciples of Wanling Mountain never left the mountain and were almost isolated from the world.

For Yang Yiyun, he was not afraid even of the hidden monsters. What he was not sure about was how many hidden monster disciples there were in Wanling Mountain of Wanling Holy Land.

It was easy to say if there were few, but it would be a real trouble if there were many.

As for the strength of the hidden monsters, he had already experienced the hidden monster called Hualang summoned by the Holy Mother of Wanling when he was going through the great heavenly tribulation. It was indeed terrifyingly powerful. If Hualang had not been eliminated with the help of the heavenly tribulation, he might have been killed.

It was also because Hualang was triggered by his own great heavenly tribulation and his fourth hidden heavenly tribulation, which made him unable to protect himself, so he was able to kill Hualang.

In short, Yang Yiyun has experienced the strength of the snow monsters and is also afraid of them.

But to be honest, he is not a pushover now. Even if he encounters a snow monster of Hualang’s level, he is not afraid.

The only uncertainty is how many snow monster disciples there are in the Wanling Holy Land?

But think about it, there shouldn’t be many. Those monsters are all top people, and there won’t be many in the entire cultivation world.

So Yang Yiyun made up his mind that the Wanling Holy Land must be destroyed.

Otherwise, he will never have peace if he doesn’t shock a holy land.

But he can’t force it to do it. After searching the soul

of Wanling, Yang Yiyun already had an idea in his mind. He thought of the “Hundred Changes Magical Powers” taught by the old man. In an instant, he turned into the appearance of Xu Yuan, the elder of the Wanling Holy Land. The only difference is the breath, but the problem of breath is not difficult for him. When he entered the Wanyao City in the Taihuang Wanyao Mountains, the old man taught him the “Original Qi Jue” which is used to change the breath.

In addition, he had just searched Xu Yuan’s soul, which was equivalent to devouring Xu Yuan’s memory. After hiding his cultivation, he was already an identical Xu Yuan.

As long as he was not exposed, no one would recognize him. Playing a game of Infernal Affairs could save a lot of trouble.

So Yang Yiyu planned to take the Holy Land of All Spirits by wits, or to sneak in first, fish in troubled waters, and kill the Holy Mother of All Spirits first. After entering the Holy Land of All Spirits, he would release all the big monsters according to the situation and kill them by surprise. If

the plan goes well, the Holy Land of All Spirits can be overthrown in one fell swoop.

(End of this chapter)