Chapter 502

Chapter 502: Are You Crazy?

After eliminating the demons, Ji Yang showed no signs of joy on his face.

Even while at Jingtan Peak, he had already sensed the presence of the demons, which meant countless demons lurked within the He Dao Sect.

Their hiding abilities were extremely strong, and they could absorb the memories of cultivators, allowing them to blend perfectly into the sect.

If Ji Yang hadn’t encountered one of the demons in the mine earlier and hadn’t taken the time to understand it and remember its unique aura, he might not have been able to uncover their transformation today.

No wonder the movements of demons in the Cultivation World had been quiet lately, even gradually diminishing.

They had not disappeared; they had simply found another way to hide.

If even the He Dao Sect was in this situation, one could only imagine the state of the other sects.

However, for such elite sects, it seemed unlikely they would remain completely unaware; perhaps there were other factors at play?

Ji Yang shook off these thoughts. He might be unable to influence events elsewhere, but as a disciple from the He Dao Sect, he could not allow demons to infiltrate his own sect.

In the next moment, Ji Yang lifted his gaze to the sky above.

With a flash of sword energy in his eyes, the originally dark sky suddenly gathered several dark clouds. Among them, one cloud was particularly unusual, subtly radiating the essence of the sword.

Soon, more and more dark clouds converged over the He Dao Sect.

"Boom!"

With a clap of thunder, the He Dao Sect was met with a heavy downpour of light rain.

The rain appeared light, yet it was dense and impenetrable, covering the entire He Dao Sect.

This was a new spell that Ji Yang created by combining his essence of the sword with the Small Rain Technique.

Ji Yang called it "Sword Rain."

This time, the Sword Rain was different from the previous Golden Rain Technique, which was a blanket attack; the former infused Ji Yang’s powerful primordial spirit energy, allowing for careful discernment.

Wherever the rain fell, nothing could hide.

As the rain descended, the He Dao Sect became lively once more.

After nine years, this was the second time they had witnessed rain in the He Dao Sect.

Numerous outer disciples, aware of the previous experience, hid under eaves, not daring to move freely.

But as they watched the falling rain, their faces showed worry.

The He Dao Sect had seen rain for the second time, yet they had not yet entered the ranks of the inner disciples; it was truly disheartening.

A newly arrived disciple, excited, exclaimed,

"Wonderful! It’s raining! I thought the immortal gate wouldn’t rain!"

"If only this rain fell on the farmers’ fields in the village; how great that would be!"

……

Having said this, the disciple stepped out from under the eave, ready to stroll in the gentle rain.

Just as he was about to step out, a senior brother at the Seventh level of Qi Refinement hurriedly pulled him back, scolding,

"Are you crazy?"

"You are just a disciple in the Sensing stage, yet you dare to stand in the rain of the He Dao Sect!"

"I see you truly have a death wish!"

……

Faced with the stern rebuke from his senior brother, the disciple looked confused.

Wasn’t it just rain?

Could it be that the rain in the immortal gate was any different from the rain in their village?

The disciple felt unsatisfied, but he didn’t dare to resist due to the gap in their cultivation levels. He then pointed at someone in the rain and asked,

"Then why is he fine?"

Seeing this, the outer disciple beside him spoke with envy,

"That person is an inner sect brother; he has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage. How can you compare yourself to him?"

The disciple disagreed and silently bit his lip, thinking that this rain couldn’t harm him, but aside from the inner sect brother, weren’t there other outer disciples outside getting rained on too?

In his view, this senior brother simply looked down on him.

Just as he was about to silently remember this grievance for future payback, a sudden, chilling scream pierced the air.

Everyone quickly turned their heads towards the sound.

The inner sect brother he had just pointed at now, beneath the covering rain, was being pierced one by one by the raindrops falling from above.

In a matter of moments, this inner sect brother was left with only a tattered sect robe and a nearby storage bag that had not yet been opened.

This scene left the numerous outer disciples hiding under eaves in stunned silence.

That was an inner disciple, with at least a Foundation Establishment stage level, and in just a breath’s time, he was gone like that?

If they hadn’t managed to hide from the rain in time, wouldn’t there be nothing left of them?

It seemed that this rain was rather severe!

After witnessing this scene, the newly arrived disciple replaced his fear with terror. His body trembled uncontrollably as he stammered,

"Senior brother… is the rain of the He Dao Sect always like this?"

The outer disciple at the Seventh level of Qi Refinement beside him instinctively swallowed hard, trying to comfort him,

“Don’t be afraid, my junior brother; it usually doesn’t rain in our He Dao Sect.”

The newly arrived disciple, with a tearful expression, replied,

"Senior brother, I want to go home!"

The screams weren’t just happening among the outer disciples.

Under the baptism of the rain, various areas of the He Dao Sect experienced disturbances.

Some disciples screamed in horror after being drenched in the rain, including outer disciples, inner disciples, and even sect stewards.

Once some disciples witnessed the misfortune of others, they reacted quickly. Seeing they had no time to take cover, they raised their own magical artifacts to shield themselves.

But the flimsy artifacts above their heads did little to alleviate the fear etched on their faces. Just moments before, they had clearly seen a steward fail to escape the rain in time and used his magical treasure, thinking it would easily block the rain.

However, that steward didn’t last even two breaths before he, like the others, turned into a pile of clothing.

Because of this, everyone lost faith in their magical artifacts.

Yet after conjuring their artifacts and sensing once more, they were astonished to find that the rain seemed quite normal, lacking any offensive power.

Not even their clothing had been pierced, far less terrifying than before.

But looking over, they saw the heads of other disciples were almost pierced by raindrops; surely that couldn’t be fake?

"Clang!"

Just as everyone was puzzled, a loud bell rang in their ears.

A single bell sound indicated that something major was happening in the sect.

Before anyone could understand what was happening, the great formation of the sect suddenly rose around them, enveloping the entire He Dao Sect. Yet even the great formation couldn’t stop the rain, as if it purposely allowed the rain to fall.

As everyone stood there confused, a loud voice echoed from the main hall of the He Dao Sect:

"There has been a change in the sect; all disciples from the He Dao Sect must remain in place and not wander about."

"Master, that’s the voice of the Sect Master!"

The wandering disciples of the sect rejoiced upon hearing Li Daoyi’s words.

Soon, everyone also realized that the raindrops above them appeared to cause no harm to most people.

When they looked at the disciples screaming in the rain, they finally noticed that those being attacked were somewhat different; beneath the rain’s penetration, they did not spill a single drop of blood.