Chapter 247 It’s Just the Injustice of Heaven
Inside the dim cave, the candlelight flickered.
Bai Yanyan was lying on the simple bed, her face as pale as paper and her breath weak.
Xuanshuang, Xiaobai and several surviving monks gathered around the bed nervously.
Bai Yanyan's eyelashes trembled a few times and then slowly opened.
Xuan Shuang leaned forward eagerly, and said with a trembling voice: "Master Bai, you are awake, how do you feel?"
Bai Yanyan's eyes were distracted for a moment before she focused them. She spoke in a hoarse and weak voice: "Water..."
Xiaobai (Jingyuan) quickly handed over the cup of water and carefully fed her a few sips, "Slow down, Senior Sister."
Bai Yanyan moistened her throat, her eyes suddenly became sharp and angry, and she struggled to sit up.
"Don't move, you are too badly injured, Master Bai."
Bai Yanyan stubbornly propped up her upper body with her elbows, coughed violently a few times, and dark red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.
"Listen...listen to me, there's no time."
She glanced at everyone with deep sadness and reluctance.
Bai Yanyan just started to speak: "The Three Heavens...are over...almost all of them have rebelled and joined Ai Ye.
These traitors actually thought that Ai Ye could give them some way of cultivation, but in fact, he was just indulging them.
Allowing them to dig out other people's spiritual roots, allowing them to talk about the bullshit that the strong are respected, and burning, killing and looting are nothing.
Basically, they did everything that evil cultivators could and could not do."
Everyone gasped and the room suddenly became dead silent.
The medicine bowl in Xuanshuang's hand fell to the ground with a clang and shattered into pieces.
Monk A's voice was dry and his face was full of disbelief.
"All? How is this possible? Why would they be worried about helping the evildoers when their cultivation is so high?"
Bai Yanyan smiled miserably, filled with deep hatred.
"Half of my demon pill was destroyed by Ai Ye's evil corpse himself, and the other half... he kept... leaving me to survive like a wild dog."
She suddenly coughed up blood again, and Xiaobai and Xuanshuang hurriedly supported her.
After taking a breath, he took out a blood-stained, inconspicuous small storage bag from his arms with difficulty. "Take it... there are some elixirs... Ganoderma lucidum... weapons... share among you... to defend against the enemy."
She stuffed the bag into Xuanshuang's hands, but Xuanshuang tried to refuse).
"Master Bai, this is you..."
Bai Yanyan immediately interrupted her in a harsh voice, with a determined look in her eyes.
"Take it. This is an order. Thank you for saving me, but this is nothing."
She took a deep breath, suppressed the surging blood and energy, and her voice contained a faint glimmer of hope.
"Don't... don't despair, my fifth and youngest brothers... are with their men... in the Second Heaven.
The head brother and the eldest sister... and... fellow practitioners from other sects... are here too, and they... are still resisting."
Her gaze suddenly fell on the pretty boy's face and she paused for a moment, her expression complicated and unintelligible.
“And…Xuan Shuang…you have to believe that the goddess…is not going to die so easily, she…is just seriously injured.
I...we all believe...she is not dead."
Her words were like a stone thrown into stagnant water, rekindling a glimmer of light in the eyes of the desperate crowd.
Bai Yanyan's voice suddenly rose sharply, with an unyielding will.
"Evil cannot prevail over good. This... shitty world... will be overthrown sooner or later. Don't give up."
Her eyes locked onto Xiaobai again, with a hint of understanding.
Thank you for taking care of Jingyuan. Her parents... had entrusted... our sect... to accept her as a member... but unfortunately... the world is unpredictable."
His breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his eyes were beginning to blur. "In the next few days... let... let my junior sister... take care of me. Thank you, fellow Taoists. Don't give up."
Then she grabbed Xuanshuang's arm fiercely, her nails almost digging into the flesh, using up her last bit of strength).
"I...I must go...to the Abyss...only there...can I regain...a glimmer of hope. I will go with my Junior Sister then."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, as Guixu Dark Abyss was a desperate place where one could only survive.
Monk B cried out, "The Abyss? That's a place of death, Master Bai."
Bai Yanyan pulled up an almost crazy smile.
"Put yourself in a desperate situation and then be reborn... The passage to the first level of heaven... cannot go up... but the teleportation array of Ai Ye's forces... can go up. Wait... wait for an opportunity..."
Before she finished her words, the light in her eyes suddenly went out, the hand that was holding Xuanshuang slipped away weakly, and she fell heavily back onto the bed like a puppet with its strings cut, and fell into a deep coma again.
Only the unfinished words "wait for an opportunity" and the glaring bloodstains on the storage bag remained, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
The candlelight crackled, illuminating several faces that were filled with shock, grief, and a hint of determination.
It's late at night.
The lights were on in a makeshift tent.
Ling Shuang, Shi Yan, and several core members of the camp looked solemnly at Xiao Bai (Jing Yuan) who was sitting on a small stool.
"Jing Yuan," Ling Shuang spoke first, her voice carrying a subtle complexity, "You still need to give us an explanation for what happened in the dungeon.
That kind of power is extraordinary.”
Shi Yan also said in a muffled voice: "Yes, little Jingyuan, your move almost shocked me. The death of the Blood Fang Priest was an artistic one."
Xiaobai (Jingyuan) blinked her big innocent eyes, twisting the corners of her clothes nervously with her little hands, looking like a frightened little rabbit.
"I... I don't know either..." She said timidly, "It seems that our family has a long-lost secret technique that does not require spiritual power, but can induce a kind of 'origin energy'."
She tried hard to recall some scattered descriptions about the power of chaos in the heavenly book and made up half-truths.
“It’s very costly, and I have no control over it.
When I saw Senior Sister Yanyan was in danger, I…I used it instinctively…"
To increase credibility, Xiaobai (Jingyuan) stretched out her little hand, with her palm facing a discarded low-grade spirit stone on the table.
She concentrated her mind, and a faint force of chaos surged out.
The spirit stone dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally with a "crack", it turned into powder.
"See, it can devour."
Then, she pouts at a burning candle next to her.
The candle flame twisted strangely, as if it was squeezed by an invisible hand for a moment, and then returned to its original shape.
"It can also...twist?" Xiaobai (Jingyuan) herself was a little unsure whether this could be considered a successful demonstration.
Her face was pale, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and she looked like she was overexerting herself: "I... I feel dizzy now, and I really want to sleep... This kind of power is so uncomfortable after using it once, and... and it seems like it will get out of control, which is very dangerous."
Ling Shuang and Shi Yan looked at each other, and both saw shock and a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.
Lost secret technique? Origin of Qi? No spiritual power required? Huge cost? Uncontrollable?
Although this explanation is outrageous, it seems to make sense of the situation in the dungeon.
"I see." Ling Shuang nodded, her tone softened, "Jing Yuan, this matter is of great importance. In the future, unless it is a matter of life and death, you must not use this technique lightly. Do you understand?"
"Yeah." Xiaobai (Jingyuan) nodded obediently and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fooling, fooling again. As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
However, before one wave of troubles subsides, another wave of troubles arises.
The tragic defeat of the Blood Fang Tribe and the sudden appearance of the mysterious Demon Lord (Nangong Wentian) were like a huge rock dropped into a calm lake, finally alarming the giant Ai Ye force lurking in the dark.
In the first heaven, somewhere there is a mysterious palace shrouded in endless black fog.
"You piece of trash! You couldn't even deal with a group of ants, and you even lost a priest." A cold and merciless voice echoed in the hall.
Under the throne, a figure dressed in gorgeous black robes and a bronze mask on his face knelt on one knee, trembling.
"My Lord, please calm down. According to the Blood Fang leader who escaped back, they encountered a child who looked like a descendant of God, and a giant demon with unfathomable strength."
"Descendant of God? Giant master of magic?" The voice on the throne was mocking, "Interesting.
It seems that there are many secrets hidden near Zhuxiantai."
The voice paused, then gave the order: "Pass the order down, order the 'Law Envoy' to immediately start the 'Heavenly Punishment Patrol' and scan the entire southern part of the First Heaven, with a focus on checking the area within a thousand miles of the Immortal Execution Platform."
"yes!"
"Also, mobilize the 'Underworld Crow Suppression Team', led by the number three 'Blade Wielder' himself. The target is the Immortal Execution Platform. I want to see what kind of rat dares to jump around under Ai Ye's nose."
"Yes, sir."
With one order, the huge war machine of the entire Ai Ye force began to move slowly.
At the same time, outside the Guixu camp, the naturally formed energy barrier that could isolate spiritual detection and block external enemies began to show abnormal fluctuations.
The monk on guard was horrified to find that the energy of the barrier was being analyzed and weakened in a strange way!
"Oh no, enemy attack! A powerful enemy is trying to break our protective formation."
The shrill sound of the alarm broke the brief silence over the Guixu camp.
The camp was already in turmoil.
The alarm tore through the night sky and the camp exploded in an instant.
Ling Shuang's pretty face was frosty and her eyes were bloodshot, but she was unusually calm.
"We must divide our forces!" she said firmly, not allowing any argument.
Shi Yan's eyes widened as he hissed, "Commander, Ai Ye's main force has arrived. Wouldn't it be wrong to divide the troops..."
"There is no time." Ling Shuang interrupted him harshly, "Shi Yan, you and I will lead the core combat force to defend here. Relying on the advantages of the terrain, we can delay as long as possible. We must attract their main force."
She swept her eyes across the crowd and finally landed on an old monk with white hair and beard and a steady aura. "Old Wang, you are familiar with the paths near the Zhuxiantai Abyss. Take Jingyuan, Lord Bai, and all the young disciples with potential, carry the important supplies and intelligence accumulated in the camp, evacuate through the secret passage, and be sure to escort Lord Bai and the others to the Guixu Abyss."
Old Wang's face changed: "Commander, it is said that the secret passage leads directly to the space crack left over from the ancient battlefield. It is extremely unstable and there is a high risk of death."
"Even if you are in danger of death, there is still a glimmer of hope." Ling Shuang's voice was trembling, but she was extremely firm. "If you stay, you will die. This is an order. Preserve the fire for Guixu."
"We have to buy them time."
When the monks heard this, they felt sad, but also felt a determination to die.
They used their lives to carve out a bloody path for the sect's future and for these young hopes.
"Yes." Shi Yan clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and growled tragically.
Elder Wang also nodded heavily: "I will definitely fulfill your mission."
Led by Master Xuan, the evacuating team hurriedly but orderly towards the abyss of Zhuxiantai.
Behind him, the deafening roar, the piercing screams of the collision of magic weapons, and the shrill screams before death intertwined into a melody of despair.
Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the night sky as if it were daytime. The direction of Guixu Camp had turned into a tragic battlefield.
Xiaobai (Jingyuan) was held by the hand by Mr. Wang, holding the weak Bai Yanyan tightly in his arms, and could not help looking back frequently.
The burning fire, like a needle, deeply hurt her eyes and ignited the deepest anger and murderous intent in her heart.
Ling Shuang looked back at Xiao Bai and said, "Your Highness, the Goddess, you must overthrow this world. The lower world has been made miserable by the rebellious immortals."
Then he picked up his sword and went to kill the enemy resolutely.
"Ahem, Elder Wang, please run for your life. I can protect my junior sister. We were the ones who got you involved in the first place. I'm sorry."
Bai Yanyan in her arms slowly woke up. She opened her eyes with great effort and looked at Xiaobai's (Jingyuan) little face which was covered with smoke and dust.
Xiaobai (Jingyuan)'s heart trembled violently, and the tip of her nose couldn't help but feel sore.
But Mr. Wang said that he had never felt sorry for anyone, it was just the injustice of nature and there was nothing wrong with us resisting.
Finally, at the edge of the abyss of Zhuxiantai, an irregular and twisted crack covered by thick rolling black fog and layers of space turbulence appeared in front of everyone.
That is the legendary entrance that connects to an unknown corner of the first heaven, or even a crack in the ancient battlefield.
It was like the mouth of a giant beast that chose its prey, constantly breathing out a heart-pounding breath of destruction. The violent spatial turbulence formed visible ripples and sharp blades at the entrance.
"It's here. Everyone, activate the strongest defense and follow me, quickly." Old Wang's face was as solemn as water. He shouted loudly and took out an ancient tortoise shell shield first. With a flash of spiritual light, he rushed in first.
The young disciples had fear on their faces, but the desire to survive made them suppress their trembling. They all gathered their spiritual power and followed closely.
“Puff…Ah…Help!”
As soon as they got close, the violent spatial turbulence was like countless invisible steel knives, madly cutting through everyone's protective aura.
A few disciples whose cultivation was weaker or whose protective magic weapons were not strong enough saw their protective aura shattered in an instant. They let out a short scream and were swept into the turbulence. They disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and their life or death was unknown.
Xiaobai (Jingyuan) hugged Bai Yanyan, her little face tense.
She didn't even have time to grieve for her fellow disciples who had disappeared before she felt a terrifying tearing force acting on her.
At the critical moment of life and death, Bai Yanyan suddenly remembered that there was a teleportation talisman in the interlayer of her waist, and immediately attached it to Master Wang and the only remaining disciple.
"Junior sister, we only have one way out. This time we will really be in danger of death, but I want to take you for a gamble. I don't think you will blame me for giving them the way to live. It is us who are sorry for them."
Xiaobai knew that he was the one who had dragged them down, so he didn't regret it.
Then the two of them were pulled in by a strange gravity. It hurt all over their bodies.
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