Chapter 94 Three Thousand Lifetimes: The End of Dharma Era (Part Two) Task Progress Loading...

Was Baishentai completely destroyed?

Her repairing power is not regeneration power, which is somewhat useless, but she can neither save those who have died and their souls have dissipated, nor can she repair the completely destroyed Baisentai.

Wu Xiutang was even more ruthless than Zhu Ze. This move, "Severing the Path to Heaven," completely extinguished those people's thoughts of using unorthodox methods and prevented them from being drawn into a situation of being fought over and schemed against.

Even if one exhausts their own soul, it will be of no use.

“Wu Xiutang…” Shi Xianxue became vaguely worried. The people from the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion would definitely not let this go. They had made full preparations for this trip, and Wu Xiutang might not be able to escape unscathed. Moreover, there was the restriction on Sister Qing Shu. She was a stubborn person and might really destroy herself to atone for her sins.

“Wu Ying, let’s also go into the Mountain of No Return.”

The situation was far more serious than they had imagined. The demons, who had been behaving themselves for a long time, seemed to have been waiting in Jiuyi City of Mount Bugui for a long time. At the moment the explosion of the Baixiantai rang out, the black demonic energy that poured out covered the sky of Mount Bugui, making it impossible to see the sun.

Except for a few senior masters who flew ahead towards the direction of the Worship Platform, all the disciples of various sects were trapped here.

This is hardly the path to immortality for immortals; it's clearly a coordinated attack from within and without, trapping them like turtles in a jar.

The sounds of fighting and clashing weapons tore at Shi Xianxue's nerves. The fire ibis seized every opportunity to slip through. Knowing that her combat skills were lacking, she wanted to imitate the fire ibis's method, which was effective.

When the demons saw her, they were like wild beasts that hadn't eaten for more than half a month suddenly seeing a piece of meat. Their eyes lit up. After all, among the mortals, Shi Xianxue, who had the body of a goddess, was too dazzling and too sweet. But strangely, their eyes were fierce and greedy, filled with desire, yet they suppressed their instincts and went straight to the disciples of the immortal mansion to harvest heads.

The demon race loves freedom and is inherently warlike. Having been suppressed for over a thousand years without seeing the light of day, their accumulated resentment could support countless evil sword immortals.

Previously, Fengyun had ordered that only a portion of the demons be released to confuse the public. Now, they are trapped like turtles in a jar, and these self-proclaimed righteous hypocrites are to be completely trapped and killed on Mount No Return.

Shi Xianxue had no idea about any of this. The misty forest was filled with the sounds of fighting and screams, and fresh corpses of cultivators were everywhere. She was horrified by what she saw and was about to carefully avoid them when she suddenly noticed something strange about the corpses.

They did have external injuries from the fight, but they weren't fatal. It seems that what killed them was...

Deep in the forest, the mist and the stench of blood grew even stronger, and suddenly, the sounds of fighting and screams vanished, leaving an eerie silence that permeated the surroundings.

At the same time, dangers followed one after another.

A distorted figure staggered to his feet in the mist. He seemed to be seriously injured, with a long trail of blood at his feet. Shi Xianxue recognized him but dared not approach rashly.

She was just about to find a secluded place to hide when she heard a familiar, trembling "Senior Brother".

Shi Xianxue suddenly turned around.

Just as Fu Zhen was about to drain Zhou Zheyue's spiritual energy, two red and white shadows rushed over. Fu Zhen instinctively dodged to the side, but unexpectedly, the two red and white shadows suddenly separated when they landed in front of him. The red light and shadow quickly transformed into a nine-headed divine bird, its sharp beak pecking at his eyes.

While the flamingo was engaged in a fight with the flamingo, Shi Xianxue had already taken Zhou Zheyue several hundred meters away. The bloodstains on her body were shocking, and the pungent, thick smell of blood made her eyes sting.

"Zheyue, hold on and don't fall asleep, whatever you do, don't fall asleep."

Zhou Zheyue lay silently on her back, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes. He was completely unaware, his face pale, and his depleted spirit indicated the rapid decline of his life force.

Shi Xianxue was anxious and wanted to find a relatively safe place to treat him, but to her surprise, Fu Zhen caught up with her so quickly.

The two were thrown back, and Zhou Zheyue coughed up blood and fainted again.

Shi Xianxue endured the pain and looked at Fu Zhen, not understanding why he suddenly wanted to poison Zhou Zheyue.

Fu Zhen seemed to have gone through a fierce battle; his blue and white flowing robes were covered with mottled bloodstains. When he raised his head, a trickle of green liquid slowly flowed from his eye socket. Shi Xianxue covered her mouth in surprise. The next moment, he disappeared from the spot. In the blink of an eye, his rough fingertips were pinching her neck.

Her five fingers slowly tightened with her breathing, and the face of the person in front of her became incredibly distorted and ferocious.

"The Worship Platform is destroyed, you are useless now. Even if I kill you, my master will not punish me." The green liquid seemed to sense its owner's fluctuating emotions, and surged even more joyfully, with the dark green demonic patterns gradually reflected in her clear pupils.

"Goddess, please don't blame me. Blame yourself for always being so untimely and discovering my secret."

No wonder he had such high cultivation despite his mediocre talent. Shi Xianxue always thought he was the kind of person who would be rewarded by heaven for his hard work. Little did she know that he was secretly practicing crooked and evil ways, a heretical cultivator of demonic arts.

He took advantage of the chaos today to absorb the inner cores of demons and his own kind for cultivation. It's likely that Xiaoyue caught him and wanted to kill him to silence him.

"You still want to be the senior disciple of the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion? Don't you know that the demonic energy on your body is so heavy that you can no longer hide it?" Shi Xianxue squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "Stop dreaming. You will become a disgrace to the Immortal Mansion and a laughing stock of all sects in the world."

"What do you know? Even without the altar of worship, my master will still cultivate to become an immortal, and he will naturally help me purify the demonic energy on my body." Fu Zhen was not fooled at all, his black nails digging into his flesh. "This world is about to be in great chaos, but it's good that it's in chaos. Only when it's in such an irreversible state will those lowly people realize that only our Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion can save them from their suffering."

Shi Xianxue had no idea what Fu Zhen was talking about. Did he mean that Zhou Huang and the others already knew that Fu Zhen was cultivating the demonic path? And what if he could cultivate to become an immortal without needing the Immortal Ascension Platform? Then why were they so determined to capture him?

Shi Xianxue tried to mobilize the spiritual power within her body, attempting to use the power of a goddess to break through the demonic energy.

However... possessing the bloodline of Wushan not only makes her cultivation difficult, but her repair power is also a circle without any edges. It is mainly for saving people and the world, and cannot forge a weapon that can protect herself. In this chaotic era, she can only be molded and manipulated by others.

But she was very curious: if they didn't even have the ability to protect themselves, how did Kongsang manage to rule the human race, support Chongli to ascend to the throne, and then perish together with Zhuze?

Is this the biggest difference between the first generation of goddesses and the second generation of goddesses?

Before the Thunderfire Talisman in her hand could even touch the hem of her clothes, it turned to ashes. Just as her soul was about to be squeezed out of her body, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing her flesh suddenly made her more awake. The pressure on her neck suddenly eased, and in the instant her vision cleared, Fu Zhen's bloodshot eyes, which had been stretched to their limit, seemed to be magnified countless times and engraved in Shi Xianxue's mind.

Fu Zhen let out a hoarse cry of pain. With his irrational attack, Zhou Zheyue's chest was ripped open by a black claw.

Warm blood splattered on her face, and Shi Xianxue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Fu Zhen clutched his chest, unaware of how the severely injured Zhou Zheyue had managed to wound him. His eye socket was torn, and green liquid dried into powder at the corner of his eye. He hadn't wanted to hurt Zheyue, and even though Zheyue had discovered him, he hadn't intended to silence him. But today, Zheyue was acting strangely, as if deliberately provoking him, who was entangled by demonic energy, to make him attack him.

The cries of the flamingo grew louder as they approached. Fu Zhen glanced at Zhou Zheyue, who was beyond saving, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped away to escape quickly.

"Xiaoyue!"

As his life force rapidly drained away, and his usually smiling and clear eyes began to become cloudy, Shi Xianxue, without a moment's hesitation, raised her hand and injected the power of the goddess into his chest.

Overusing her divine power left her soul in a precarious, broken state. She gasped for breath in pain, yet she still did not let go.

It was at this moment that the boy beneath him, who was critically injured and on the verge of death, suddenly opened his eyes.

Before Shi Xianxue could react, the domineering spiritual power had already forcefully broken through her spiritual palace.

It raged like a storm, like bandits stirring up the spiritual energy within her spiritual abode, completely disregarding her life or death.

Sweat soaked through her clothes on her back. The pain of being forced into her spiritual abode by external force was worse than being torn apart, but she could not let go, because if she stopped the infusion of repairing power, Zhou Zheyue would surely die.

Despite her extreme weakness, she gave a defiant smile: "Can you find it, Lou Su?"

The boy raised his face, his black pupils now completely covered in a ghostly green. His expression was gloomy, yet he forced himself to put on an innocent smile. "Rongrong, we are one body with two souls. After I die, Zhou Zheyue will definitely not be able to live. Can you summon it? I don't want things to get so ugly."

“I can’t sense it anymore. Even if you kill us all, it won’t appear.”

She wasn't lying; Lou Su truly couldn't sense any aura from the Three Thousand Worlds within her. His facial muscles began to tremble, filled with endless rage, and an overwhelming desire for destruction made the dark green in his eyes even more intense.

However, he quickly calmed down.

"Eighteen years ago, I asked you if you had someone you deeply loved, and you said it was your mother. She is still in the Three Thousand Incarnations, right?" He reverted to his confident demeanor. "Do you know that if you created the small world of the Three Thousand Incarnations, then you can be called the creator god of that small world? When your aura disappears for a long time, that small world will collapse and be destroyed, and your love will bury the beings you created with your own hands."

"Including your mother."

"Little Goddess, it's not just me who desperately wants to return to the Three Thousand Worlds, it's you too." His aura slowly withdrew from Shi Xianxue's spiritual mansion, and the black aura that spread across the sky and blocked out the sun shrouded his face, making his originally clear appearance even more gloomy.

"We are not enemies, but comrades."

--The area beneath Mount No Return was originally a prison for demons, a place that inspired fear and hatred. Now, it has become a fighting arena, where immortal energy and demonic energy fiercely clash in mid-air, and Li Fuchao is among them.

This completely disrupted Song Qingshu's plans.

She intended to atone with her death, but did not intend to implicate others. Seeing that the protective mountain fire, which had been temporarily extinguished by the demonic bone, was showing signs of reigniting, she was about to step forward when a deafening explosion suddenly erupted from the worship platform in the distance. After a blinding flash of light, someone shouted, "The worship platform is destroyed!" The people in the immortal sect were shocked, as if their spines had been removed, and they immediately fell into a disadvantageous position.

Song Qingshu sensed her father's presence and immediately disregarded the issues of self-destruction and the effectiveness of the restrictions. Just as she was about to rush forward to rescue him, an incredibly powerful grabbing force suddenly attacked her from nowhere.

With her abilities, she could have easily dodged it, but the demonic bone within her body defied her will, and a huge black skeleton broke free behind her, ready to burst forth.

Immediately afterwards, the legendary Sun and Moon appeared above her head, enveloping her in a white light shield.

She was instantly immobilized, her hands and feet seemingly bound by an invisible force. In the next instant, the demonic bone she loathed was simply pulled away from her body.

Song Qingshu knelt on the ground with a pained expression. She tried to mobilize her spiritual power, but received no response. It seemed that the spiritual power in her body was disappearing along with the demonic bone.

The demonic bone had been fused into her body for many years and had long become an indispensable part of her. Clearly, the person who used the artifact did not care about her life or death.

"Qing Shu!"

Distracted, Li Fuchao suddenly suffered a deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder, but he paid no heed to his own condition. After shaking off the demon that was entangled with him, he headed straight for Song Qingshu.

As the clouds dispersed and the black mist swirling around Mount No Return dissipated, Li Fuchao's pace gradually slowed. Behind the sun and moon, a face appeared, stunningly beautiful yet strangely familiar.

He stood there, completely stunned.

Feng Yun was intelligent and pragmatic. Realizing that the awakening of the God of Order was an irreversible event, he immediately offered up the Sun and Moon Guide with both hands and took the lead in siding with the God of Order.

"The demons are all at your command."

The God of Order has not yet reached his peak. He is human and has weaknesses. It is no easy task for him to manipulate the huge and complex chessboard of the world. The forced fusion of the two auras made him seem to be in a manic state, and the gold in his eyes was so intense that it was almost bewitching.

He doesn't care whether something is friend or foe, good or evil; if he sees a creature hopping around in front of him, he's bound to suffer.

A chorus of wails erupted instantly within Mount No Return.

Fengyun had known all along that he was a little madman, so he kept his distance from the beginning and took the opportunity to push those fame-seeking immortal sects into the limelight.

He watched the wrath of the God of Order with trepidation, fearing that it might accidentally burn him, until a familiar figure appeared in his sight, and Fengyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the first time Shi Xianxue had ever seen a person's head explode like a watermelon, splattering bright red juice. The little demon who was leading the way immediately stepped aside to block it and even wiped the blood off the tips of her shoes.

Just as she was about to stop it, she saw the fragments from the altar scattered on the ground, and within moments they completely lost their luster, turning into ordinary gray stones.

The Mountain of No Return is no longer what I remember. The protective fire of the mountain has been extinguished at some point, by whom, and in what way. And those once high and mighty immortal elders are now like stray dogs, no longer possessing their former prestige.

Those uncles and elders who used to hate Song Qingshu and plot against her, even wanting her to risk her life, are now using her as a shield, pushing her forward, completely disregarding the fact that she is so pale that she can barely hold her sword.

Shi Xianxue understood what had happened almost instantly. When the white-gold flame rushed towards the Immortal Gate Formation, she rushed forward without thinking and spread her arms to block Song Qingshu and the other person.

"No, Wu Xiutang!"

The golden light was blinding, and danger was imminent, but relying on Wu Xiutang's belief that he would never harm her, Shi Xianxue refused to take a single step back.

In the hazy golden light, Shi Xianxue endured the pain in her eyes and looked at the figure.

Whether it was her imagination or not, the boy's thin and slender back seemed to have become even longer in the golden light.

When the demonic bone and the divine bone merged into one and transformed into the energy of the creator god, the long-lost system voice finally rang in her mind.

"Task progress 90%, 93%, 97%, 99%... Task progress failed to load. Please extend the life of the female protagonist of this book, Song Qingshu, and obtain the puzzle piece."