“When chaos first opened, tribulation lightning descended from the heavens. Purple lightning tore through the void, and all laws perished!”
“Descend!”
Above the sky, stars inverted, and a cluster of grey lightning was born from chaos, spanning the long river of time to manifest in the world.
“Chaos Divine Lightning!!!”
“Chu Huaian actually cultivated a Divine Grade cultivation technique too!”
“Lu Chuan, run!!!”
As the divine lightning appeared, all laws dimmed.
Thump—
Lu Chuan’s soul was extinguished. His eyes, even in death, were still fixed on Chu Huaian.
Bang—
Chu Huaian shattered his body with a single punch.
“Ah!!!!”
Chu Huaian roared to the heavens, all the emotions he had accumulated over the years erupting at this moment.
Scenes of Xuantian Sect’s destruction flashed repeatedly in his mind.
His black hair flew in the air, and in an instant, it turned into a cascade of white hair.
“Today, I will slaughter them all!!”
Swoosh—
Chu Huaian, like a madman, charged towards the numerous Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
“Protect Xian Ge!!”
Zhao Shijie’s face was pale, his spiritual energy flickering erratically. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Chu Huaian.
“Kill! All of you executioners! Go to hell!”
Chu Huaian completely fell into madness, his figure transforming into purple lightning, cutting in and out of the crowd.
Facing Chu Huaian’s fierce attack, over fifty Nascent Soul Stage cultivators sneered, one after another, they summoned their weapons and launched a siege.
“Xia Ling! Use the Imperial Weapon quickly!” Zhao Shijie anxiously shouted.
The young Xia Ling’s face was pale at this moment, clearly terrified by the scene before her.
“Master… I’m scared…” She let out a terrified cry towards Chu Huaian helplessly.
Chu Huaian subconsciously turned his head, and in that very instant, over a dozen attacks landed on him simultaneously.
“Pfft…”
Chu Huaian’s body flew backward, the fresh blood from his mouth turning into a fine mist in the air, slowly falling.
Thump—
His body crashed into the ruins.
Xia Ling’s pupils abruptly constricted, her body trembling uncontrollably, and she suddenly lifted her head.
The next second, six illusory figures of the Six Paths of Reincarnation appeared behind her, and the Chaos Bell flew out from within her body.
“Chaos opened to give birth to yin and yang, nine rings shook to shatter the primordial wilderness.”
“All illusions become dew in the bell, a single thought turns to void, and all laws perish.”
Clang, clang—
The bell chimes echoed in the void, and wisps of chaotic ripples spread throughout the entire central region.
Everyone seemed to be frozen, standing motionless in place.
Xia Ling ascended step by step, gently touching the foreheads of each Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.
“Pfft…”
She suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her eyes losing focus.
With her last effort, she laboriously raised her finger and placed it on the forehead of a mid-Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.
The next moment, the eight Nascent Soul Stage cultivators she had just touched turned into dust and dissipated between heaven and earth.
The surrounding space returned to normal, and everyone’s faces showed horror as they instinctively looked up into the sky.
There was a small body, falling rapidly.
“Xia Ling!!!”
Chu Huaian shot up from the ruins and firmly embraced Xia Ling.
“Master… I feel so bad… My body hurts so much…”
“Xia Ling, pull yourself together. It’s Master’s incompetence, I couldn’t protect you…” Chu Huaian’s eyes reddened, and large tears silently fell.
“Master… I miss my mom…”
After speaking her last words, Xia Ling’s body gradually disappeared, finally returning to nothingness.
Chu Huaian stared blankly at his arms, the bloodthirsty desire in his heart growing more and more turbulent.
“Damn it, brothers and sisters! If this revenge is not taken, heaven will not tolerate it! Follow me to carve out a bloody path and avenge Xia Ling!!”
Fang Yuan fiercely wiped away the tears on his face and charged into the crowd like a madman.
Just then, a long sword firmly locked onto his figure.
Pfft—
Blood splattered.
At the critical moment, Fang Guohua blocked in front of Fang Yuan. The flying sword pierced through his body, and along with Fang Yuan, he fell into the ruins.
“Gr-Grandpa!!”
Fang Yuan looked at the old man in his arms in disbelief, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he held the white-haired old man.
“Child, don’t be sad. For Hua Xia Sect, you must persevere until the end.”
Fang Guohua tremblingly reached out a hand, stroked Fang Yuan’s cheek, and then his entire body fell down.
“Ah!!!”
Even though he knew his grandfather wasn’t truly dead, the scene before him made him feel as if he was truly there, unable to distinguish between reality and the virtual world.
“Kill, kill, kill!!!”
He lifted his long blade, his long hair flying wildly in the strong wind.
“Demon Flame Seven Absolute Blades!”
“First Blade, Indomitable Blade Intent, breaking all demons!”
“Second Blade, Unending Blade Intent, no heaven can be higher!”
“Third Blade, Unyielding Blade Intent, no god can be captured!”
“Fourth Blade, Unconquerable Blade Intent, no saint can seal!”
“Fifth Blade, Undying Blade Intent, beyond my capabilities!”
“Sixth Blade, Unregretting Blade Intent, no god can do!”
Six consecutive slashes fell, and all surrounding enemies were slaughtered by him.
Fang Yuan’s body swayed precariously.
Thump—
He knelt on one knee, thick blood flowing from his seven orifices, his dark pupils fixed on the dense crowd of enemies ahead.
“I still have one more blade. This time, I, Fang Yuan, am the protagonist!”
He stumbled to his feet, facing that group of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
“Demon Flame Seven Absolute Blades, Seventh Blade!”
“Blade of Return, irresistible!!”
A phantom suddenly appeared behind him, with a green face and fangs, six wings on its back, like an ancient demon god.
The sky instantly turned pitch black, and darkness swallowed everything.
When everyone opened their eyes again, a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator suddenly exploded, his flesh and soul absorbed into the phantom’s belly.
Bang—
Fang Yuan’s body split into countless pieces, scattered in the ruins.
“Brother, I’m coming to join you!”
Qin Hao roared, and a phantom of a dragon claw appeared behind him, surrounded by red light.
That was his soul burning.
“With my flesh and blood, I summon the ancient dragon body; with my soul, I awaken the ancient dragon soul!”
“Roar!!!”
A resounding dragon roar echoed.
Qin Hao transformed into a five-clawed purple-gold divine dragon and charged towards the most densely packed area of enemies.
Bang, bang, bang—
Explosions sounded one after another, and a sky full of blood mist floated in the air.
Wherever the divine dragon passed, no one survived, and it finally disappeared into the horizon.
Watching familiar faces disappear one after another, Xu Miao could no longer suppress the pain in her heart, and tears slowly fell.
“Master, your disciple dares to ask, what is good and evil?”
In mid-air, the Sect Master of Falling Cloud Sect, who was fighting Li Taibai, heard Xu Miao’s voice, his face immediately darkened, and he reprimanded, “Even now, are you still so deluded?!”
“Remember, Falling Cloud Sect is good, and all enemies who are unfavorable to Falling Cloud Sect are evil!”
“Master, is that your answer?” Xu Miao shook her head in disappointment.
“Falling Cloud Sect did not cultivate you easily, Xu Miao, do not go astray!” an elder shouted loudly.
“Since that’s the case, then I will return this life to you!”
Pfft—
The long sword pierced through, and her Golden Core shattered.
“Xu Miao, no!!” Qin Zhenhua charged out from the crowd, soared into the air, and embraced Xu Miao’s body.
“Unfilial disciple!” The Sect Master of Falling Cloud Sect snorted coldly, not even glancing at Xu Miao.
“Cough…” Xu Miao spat out a mouthful of thick blood, revealing a faint smile, “Is this my sect?”
“Xu Miao, pull yourself together!”
Qin Zhenhua’s face was anxious. He exchanged for over a dozen pills from the shop and stuffed them into Xu Miao’s mouth.
“I-I’m sorry.” Xu Miao spat out another mouthful of clotted blood, her eyes hazy as she spoke to Qin Zhenhua.
“I won’t let you die, Xu Miao, pull yourself together!”
Qin Zhenhua tore his clothes, carried Xu Miao on his back, and firmly secured her body.
On the other side, Liu Meiqing’s eyes flickered, and finally, she gritted her teeth and spoke to the Hehuan Sect Master beside her:
“Master, this is Hua Xia Sect’s moment of life and death. If we intervene to help them overcome this difficulty, when Hua Xia Sect rises in the future, Hehuan Sect will surely soar!”
“Master, make your move, it will be too late if we delay any longer.”
The Hehuan Sect Master looked up at the sky. After a while, her eyes gradually became firm, and she said coldly, “For ten thousand years, Hehuan Sect has been on a downward trend. If this continues, one day it will be submerged in the river of history.”
“Now, Hua Xia Sect has shown this venerable one a glimmer of hope. To fight for that chance, or to quickly perish, this venerable one wants to hear your opinions.”
All Hehuan Sect disciples looked at each other, then uniformly, they cupped their hands and bowed, saying, “Disciples are willing to coexist and perish with Hehuan Sect!”
“Good!”
“Then follow this venerable one to battle and turn Jizhou upside down!”
Hundreds of disciples all flew up, holding their weapons, ready for battle.
“All Hehuan Sect disciples, listen to my command!”
“Disciples are here!”
“Help Hua Xia Sect kill all enemies!”
“Disciples obey!”
