Inside the Third Medicine Valley.
Gu An and An Xin stood in a garden area, with Gu An instructing what to plant next. An Xin listened attentively.
Just then, the voice of the Life-Seizing Immortal suddenly echoed.
He was actually planning to exterminate one region of Heaven and Earth every day!
An Xin had no time to think further when a terrifying Sword Intent descended, causing a drastic change in her complexion.
The previously bustling Medicine Valley fell silent in an instant.
An Xin felt as if she were being crushed by a mountain, almost unable to breathe, which turned her complexion even paler.
Suddenly, a hand landed on her shoulder, making her heart tremble. Before she could think further, the pressure on her body abruptly vanished.
She turned her head instinctively and, seeing it was her master’s hand, she breathed a sigh of relief.
“Master, could it be that they’ve chosen the continent we’re on?” An Xin asked cautiously.
Even though she was carefree on normal days, she feared death when faced with it.
The words of the Life-Seizing Immortal, coupled with the sudden Sword Intent, made it clear that the first chosen continent was the one they were on.
Gu An took a deep breath and feigned composure, “Unclear, let’s go back inside first. Within the confines of the Supreme Sect, such calamities are not our concern. Whether we live or die, we leave it to fate.”
An Xin wanted to speak again, but Gu An pulled her away.
Another voice rang out in Medicine Valley:
“Amitabha!”
With Shen Xinzi’s words, everyone in Medicine Valley felt relieved, and disciples ran towards the pavilions.
Rumble—
The earth trembled as the Supreme Sect activated its great protective Formation. Golden barriers rose up from all directions.
By the time Gu An and his companion reached the pavilion, Ji Xiaoyu had already stepped outside. She gazed at the sky, the red Dao Patterns on her forehead starting to flicker with tiny flames.
Seeing this, Gu An quickly approached her and asked, “You weren’t frightened just now, were you?”
Ji Xiaoyu’s Dao Patterns returned to normal as Gu An blocked her view. Her expression calmed down, and she nodded, “No, it seems the Life-Seizing Immortal is targeting the continent. It’s probably related to the actions of Sword Venerable Fudao years ago.”
Gu An comforted her, “Don’t overthink it. If the enemy is acting this way, it means Sword Venerable Fudao is still around. Take care of the valley for me, I need to make a trip to Mystic Valley.”
With that, Gu An quickly headed towards the Transmission Array Platform.
Ji Xiaoyu looked at his receding figure, wanting to say something, but she couldn’t find the words. Somehow, this scene felt familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
Gu An swiftly arrived in Mystic Valley and saw Lu Jiujia already calling disciples to take cover. He nodded to himself in approval.
Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he quickly walked into the woods pretending to inspect medicinal herbs.
“Are you courting death? Caring about your flowers and plants at a time like this, you must be insane.”
The voice of Jiang Qiong came from behind, and Gu An turned to look, seeing her with an ugly expression walking towards him.
She looked at Gu An and said with resentment, “Now I can’t even escape if I want to. Let’s wait for death together.”
She could feel the Sword Intent approaching rapidly. Even if she tried to escape now, she was afraid it would be too late to reach the Nine Nether Road.
Gu An, squatting on the ground, couldn’t help but punch the grass, picking up a handful of fallen leaves before standing up, his face filled with unwillingness.
Jiang Qiong looked at his expression and suddenly laughed, teasing, “What’s wrong? Scared?”
Gu An tossed the leaves in his hand forward as if venting his anger. He then turned to look at Jiang Qiong and said, “I’m not afraid. I just find this disdain for life detestable.”
Jiang Qiong fell silent, then said, “Come with me to the Eight Scenic Caves.”
Gu An nodded and followed her up the mountain.
Jiang Qiong didn’t notice the leaves that Gu An had thrown floated up again, each leaf trembling.
Only after they entered the entrance of the Eight Scenic Caves did the leaves disappear into the forest.
…
In front of the Soul Calming Pagoda, tens of thousands of Great Cold Demon Sect Cultivators floated in the air, their eyes focused on Qingxin Zhenren, who was holding a sword.
“Such exquisite Sword Intent, Elder Brother Qingxin’s Supreme Mysterious Sword Dao has reached the Transformation Realm.”
“Indeed powerful, enough to sweep across the Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal Realm.”
“I heard that Elder Brother Bai Hong was defeated by Elder Brother Qingxin a thousand years ago.”
“The founder of the Supreme Mysterious Sword Dao, the Supreme Mysterious Ancestor, went to the Holy Land long ago. In ten thousand years, the only one who has reached such a level with the Supreme Mysterious Sword Dao is Elder Qingxin.”
“This sword strike, everyone should watch carefully, it is a rare sight.”
The Great Cultivators of the Great Cold Demon Sect discussed animatedly, mostly in a lighthearted tone.
Even though they already knew about the fall of Bai Hong, they were not panicked. They had the numerical advantage this time, and with four Carefree Primordial Immortals as their support, how could they possibly die?
Qingxin Zhenren positioned his treasure sword in front of him, the blade perfectly aligning with his eyes.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, which astonishingly turned green.
As soon as he opened his eyes, his Sword Intent fully erupted, silencing the surrounding noise.
All eyes fell on Qingxin Zhenren, and with a stern look, he immediately slashed with his sword.
Sword light gleamed, chilling the Heaven and Sea, and even the rolling thunderclouds above were illuminated.
As Qingxin Zhenren swung his sword, his Sword Intent transformed into terrifying Sword Qi, shooting forward as his pupils suddenly contracted.
In the reflection of his pupils, numerous green dots grew rapidly.
From the onlookers’ perspective, Qingxin Zhenren’s sword slashed out a terrifying Sword Qi tens of thousands of miles long, like a crescent moon sweeping across the sky.
At that moment, a series of green light beams shot from the edge of the sky with even greater speed, too fast for anyone to react.
Boom!
The Sword Qi scattered, and Qingxin Zhenren’s eyes widened in disbelief as a green light reached him in a blink of an eye.
As if time stood still, he saw a falling leaf amidst the green light!
The leaf, carrying terrifying Sword Qi, directly shattered Qingxin Zhenren’s physical body and extinguished his soul.
It wasn’t just one leaf. Dozens more did the same, annihilating Great Cultivators of the Great Cold Demon Sect, the Soul Calming Pagoda trembling violently.
The Life-Seizing Immortal and his four Carefree Primordial Immortal companions appeared out of thin air, casting spells swiftly to form a vast Barrier, protecting all the disciples around them.
Silence!
The world rapidly fell into quietness, and all the disciples of the Great Cold Demon Sect trembled, displaying fear no longer masked by their previous nonchalant demeanor.
The Life-Seizing Immortal turned his head, noticing the leaves embedded all over the surface of the Soul Calming Pagoda, his pupils narrowing.
It was leaves…
The attack was too fast, so fast that by the time they realized it, more than a dozen disciples had died, all Heaven and Earth Flying Immortals.
Even the red-clothed woman who had been urging the Life-Seizing Immortal to speed up the process couldn’t speak now. As powerful as the Carefree Primordial Immortals were, they were filled with dread.
The enemy had struck too fast, killing disciples right under their noses!
It was as if someone had slapped them across the face, leaving a burning sensation.
…
Gu An followed Jiang Qiong into the Eight Scenic Caves, with prompts of Life Span continuously appearing before him.
This strike seized forty-three hundred thousand years of Life Span!
Gu An hadn’t used his full strength, but it was enough to terrify the Life-Seizing Immortal and his associates. If they could summon even stronger beings, then they should call them sooner. If not, even if they gave up on exterminating this region of the Mortal World, Gu An would not let them go.
The one hundred-year mandate set by the Life-Seizing Immortal had already become his death sentence in Gu An’s mind.
“Hmm?”
Jiang Qiong let out a sound of surprise, feeling the terrifying Sword Intent suddenly disappear.
Gu An then asked, “Could it be that we’ve escaped this disaster?”
Without looking back, Jiang Qiong replied, “Can’t say for sure.”
The two made their way to the Green Vine Tree, with Jiang Qiong starting to set up the Formation. Gu An asked her what she was doing.
“The smaller the range of the Formation, the stronger its protection. I want to see if we can escape this disaster. Let’s take a gamble. If it doesn’t work, we’re dead anyway, so worrying then would be pointless,” Jiang Qiong casually answered, making Gu An want to cry and laugh at the same time.
Meanwhile, the entire continent was in a state of tension.
Even though the Sword Intent had vanished, the tightly wound nerves of all beings on the continent could not immediately relax.
Many beings began to flee, and Gu An even felt many presences flying out of the Supreme Sect, all in groups, which were noble families in flight.
Inside the Third Medicine Valley.
Ji Hantian landed swiftly and found Ji Xiaoyu. The two conversed inside the house.
“I’m not leaving,” Ji Xiaoyu stated, expressionless.
Upon hearing this, Ji Hantian became angry but, for some reason, looking at Ji Xiaoyu, he thought of a fellow descendant with the same name and surname.
Although they looked different, their expressions at this moment made them seem like the same person.
Ji Hantian’s anger dissipated somewhat, and he said solemnly, “Regardless of whether the Life-Seizing Immortal has chosen this continent, there will only be more dangers ahead. The Ji Family must preserve its lineage. Why do you insist on staying?”
Ji Xiaoyu looked at him, “Someone must stay. I can give my spot to someone else. Besides, where can we flee to?”
Ji Hantian felt suffocated with frustration. Years ago, he had tried to forcibly keep another Ji Xiaoyu, without success. Now he wanted this Ji Xiaoyu to leave, but it was still not possible.
He couldn’t understand why these descendants always opposed him.
He was always looking out for their best interest.
“There’s no time left. You’d better go and persuade the other clan members,” Ji Xiaoyu reminded.
Ji Hantian glared at her and left immediately.
Ji Xiaoyu was not his direct descendant, so he could only advise, without the right to forcibly take her away.
Once Ji Hantian had departed, Ji Xiaoyu thought for a moment and then walked out of her house.
She went outside the courtyard, looking up at the sky, only to see numerous Cultivators flying over Medicine Valley. It was unclear whether they were fleeing or preparing for battle.
“The Great Cold Demon Sect…”
Ji Xiaoyu murmured to herself, the Dao Patterns between her eyebrows once more emitting thin flames.
Time passed amidst the panic of beings below.
The people were trapped in agony and anxiety.
Until an Ancient Hour later, the atmosphere began to ease.
Elder Lu looked at Shen Xinzi and asked, “Senior, were we not chosen?”
The other disciples looked at Shen Xinzi as well. Shen Xinzi’s background was very mysterious, but the higher-ups of the Supreme Sect held him in high regard. Such an existence would certainly see further than they could.
Shen Xinzi frowned deeply, looking towards the sky, and said, “Indeed, we were not chosen…”
At his words, all the disciples rejoiced.