Chapter 105
The immortal sects are now in dire straits, and even the safest capital city has been besieged by the demon race. The people whose houses are near the city walls are nearly driven to despair by the sight of the demonic beasts that are taller than the walls themselves.
The exorcist disciples arrived at the city wall immediately. Because there was a barrier outside the city, and the capital was also protected by dragon energy, this barrier would not be breached quickly, and the exorcist disciples breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.
The people, seeing the immortal disciples on the city walls, calmed down from their initial panic. However, they remained worried: the outer barrier was only one layer; how long could it hold out? Moreover, the demons hadn't attacked the city; it was the thick-skinned demonic beasts that were currently breaching the barrier. Could this barrier withstand such beasts?
Murong Jing, standing on the city wall, thought the same thing. How long could the Immortal Sect hold out? The Immortal Sect needed a victory, and the people also wanted to see the Immortal Sect win.
Seeing Murong Jing's worried expression, Fu Junmo comforted him, saying, "No need to worry, they can't get in."
The outer barrier was destroyed by the demonic beasts, making it very easy for the demons to enter. Murong Jing glanced inside the city walls. He grew up and learned his skills in the capital. He didn't know if he could protect the place where he had lived since childhood.
"We..." Murong Jing thought that his sect leader had already begun to take action. Those powerful immortal sect elders and leaders should be in the Boundless Realm of the Demon Clan now! As long as they could close the passage through the city from within the Demon Clan, they would have a chance to win.
"Master and the others should be back soon!" Murong Jing thought of those two people's master. She must have felt just as desperate back then! But she persevered, and she won.
The monsters, seeing the group of immortal disciples on the city wall, became extremely agitated. They slammed into the barrier, which instantly repelled them, but they returned and rammed into it again. The seemingly thin barrier was actually very sturdy, and the monsters' impacts had no effect on it whatsoever.
The people in the city trembled as they watched the demonic beast crash into the barrier. What if it suddenly broke through the barrier?
Fu Junmo nodded and said, "It should be soon." He turned around and saw the people in the city, their eyes fixed on the enormous magical beast. After thinking for a moment, he finally made his decision: "Kill it!"
At the very least, we should reassure the people in the city.
The disciples on the city wall took out bows and arrows they hadn't used in a long time, drew back the bowstrings, and arrows formed from spiritual energy instantly struck the demonic beast. The spiritual energy entered the beast's body, and the spiritual energy and the demonic energy intertwined and pulled each other within its body.
Arrows formed from spiritual energy pierced through the barrier and instantly reached the magical beast. The beast roared in agony, stretching its neck towards the sky in a final howl before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.
The people in the city burst into applause when they saw the demonic beast fall, cheering for the actions of the disciples of the immortal sect.
However, the faces of the people on the city wall were not good. They saw a dark mass in the distance, which should be the demons. They didn't know when they had gathered so many people. Even a city like the capital with dragon energy could not suppress them. Where could these common people go? They didn't know if they could stop these demons. None of them dared to think about it.
In Kuizhou City, Fei Xiang's master and uncle were in their room, their faces filled with worry. The demons had already gathered outside the city, and Fei Xiang could no longer hold on.
These people don't know where to go now; it's as if there's nowhere left for them in this world.
The barrier formed by the patchwork robe gradually weakened. The people in the city didn't know, but the cultivators who had just entered could see it. Mingmo looked at the barrier in the sky and thought of what Feixiang had said last night. She called a few people and went to Feixiang's room.
Outside the room, they saw the Buddhist monks all there. Entering the room, she asked, "Master, how is Fei Xiang now?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard coughing from inside the room, followed by the smell of blood. Through the screen, she saw Fei Xiang sitting there bent over, and the people beside him went forward to help him up.
The master also saw this scene through the screen, shook his head and said, "Non-faithful... Benefactor, please go in and take a look!"
She walked around the screen and saw Fei Xiang sitting on the bed, his face ashen and his eyes vacant. Bloodstains on his lips, combined with his eerie expression, made him look incredibly strange. He was perfectly fine last night; how could he have suddenly become like this?
Fei Xiang heard the sound and looked up in the direction of the sound.
Knowing that he could no longer see, Mingmo said, "Master, you..." Her voice trembled, and she could not say anything.
Recognizing the voice as belonging to the late Ming Dynasty, Fei Xiang forced a smile. "It's you. What brings you here?" His voice was very soft; if the room hadn't been quiet, one wouldn't have been able to hear what he was saying.
Mingmo pursed her lips tightly. She didn't think of herself as someone who was afraid of death, but seeing the deaths of others these days made her realize that she couldn't accept the people around her leaving before her.
Fei Xiang laughed and said, "You must have noticed that the barrier was weakening and wanted to come and see what was going on."
"You were... perfectly fine last night." That's when I could comfort myself.
Master Mingshi, Feixiang's master, was right beside him. He held Feixiang's hand the whole time, while with his other hand he was turning the prayer beads and chanting scriptures with his head down and eyes closed.
“I heard the story of Shi Wanqing when I was a child, and I thought I wanted to protect this world like her. I originally thought I would fight to the death like her, but I overestimated myself,” Fei Xiang said with a wry smile.
Even so, he persisted, using his patchwork robe to protect the entire city.
"What can I do to help you?" Thinking of her junior sister dying beside her, she didn't want to experience that kind of heartache again, nor did she want an old man like Master Mingshi to experience the pain of losing his beloved disciple.
But Fei Xiang shook his head and said, "No one can help me."
Looking at the people in this room, Mingmo realized they had all watched Feixiang grow up. If they had a way, they would have helped him long ago, and things wouldn't have turned out this way.
Ming Shi aged considerably overnight. He looked at his beloved disciple, his eyes brimming with tears, his voice hoarse: "It's different. He's exhausted, his meridians are withered. If any spiritual energy enters, his meridians will rupture." He gripped Fei Xiang's hand tightly.
Fei Xiang also grasped his master's hand and said, "I do have one thing I'm worried about. I'll have to trouble Master and Uncle with the people of Kuizhou City from now on."
Even on her deathbed, she was still thinking about the people here. Suddenly, tears welled up in Mingmo's eyes. She turned around, wiped them away, took a few deep breaths, and tried to make her voice sound normal: "Kuizhou City is still protected by us, so you don't need to worry or think too much."
She suddenly remembered that she knew disciples of Medicine God Valley, and they should have a solution. She hurriedly said, "Don't worry too much, I'll go find the disciples of Medicine God Valley, they should have a solution." Mingmo said and ran out.
He was stopped as soon as he entered the courtyard. It must have been Fei Xiang's uncle. He didn't dare to look at Ming Mo and said with his head down, "It was the answer given by the disciple of Medicine God Valley. He... it will be nighttime by then!"
Is there really no other way?
The senior apprentice looked guilty and said regretfully, "We are the ones who harmed him. He was not in good condition after he came back last night. We knew that he had been overexerting himself recently, so we channeled spiritual energy into him, and then he suddenly vomited blood."
Seeing that he could not calm down for a long time, the person next to him continued, "Because he vomited blood, we found the disciples of Medicine God Valley. They said that the junior nephew's meridians were blocked due to exhaustion. If we transfer spiritual power to him, we will harm him."
They all felt guilty, believing they were responsible for Fei Xiang's death. Even those who weren't medical practitioners in the late Ming Dynasty understood that meridian blockages caused by exhaustion were incurable by medicine.
She remained in the courtyard until the end of the Ming Dynasty, too afraid to go inside or confront the deaths of those she knew.
She watched as the golden barrier above gradually dimmed, and she couldn't hear what Fei Xiang was saying to his master Ming Shi inside. She only saw some of Fei Xiang's uncles come out, carrying their sect's magical artifacts, and heading towards the city walls.
Once Fei Xiang dies, the barrier floating above will instantly disappear, and the demons will seize this opportunity to begin their siege.
Thinking of Fei Xiang's words, Ming Mo now wished she could kill all the demons. Demons and immortals had always been in a state of limbo. She went to the city wall, took out her long-unused bow and arrows, wiped off the dust, drew the bowstring, tested it, and after checking that there were no problems, stood there waiting for the demons to approach.
The demons outside the city had long noticed the barrier's power weakening, and they waited not far from it. They initially thought it was a conspiracy by the immortal sects, but when they saw the city walls filled with cultivators, they knew the monk was likely doomed.
They were extremely excited; they had outlasted a monk who was about to become a Buddha, which made them happier than if they had slaughtered an entire city.
Just as the sun was about to set, a bell suddenly rang. Mingmo turned around and saw Feixiang's courtyard; the sound was coming from there.
The barrier formed by the patchwork robe floating in the air darkened.
At this moment, the demons launched their attack. Mingmo used his spiritual power to conjure feathered arrows, which did not need to be aimed at; they would automatically pursue their targets.
The sound of weeping came from within the city. Fei Xiang had been guarding this place since the stronghold was established. The people of Kuizhou City wept for Fei Xiang and sent him off on his final journey.
The patchwork robe in the air drifted down and landed in the city. The demons were even more excited when they saw it; their previous guesses had now been confirmed. They seemed impervious to pain and paid no attention to the attacks from the immortal disciples.
When the monster emerged, Mingmo's arrows were already aimed at it. The demons had begun attacking the city walls, and if it weren't for people continuously reinforcing them with spiritual energy at their base, the walls would have collapsed long ago. If the monster joined in, Kuizhou City would vanish overnight.
Mingmo dared not think further. She fired several arrows simultaneously, all striking the demonic beast's body. The beast's roar alone conveyed immense pressure. Because its spiritual energy clashed with its demonic energy, the beast, in agony, charged straight towards the city wall.
Mingmo calmly fired a few more arrows, and the monster finally fell to the ground.
Suddenly, she was stabbed in the side. Mingmo turned around and saw the demon's twisted expression. In an instant, the bow in her hand transformed into her own greatsword. With just a casual swing, her overwhelming power crushed the demon into ashes.
Demons had appeared on the city walls sometime earlier. Seeing those around him fighting, Mingmo continued firing arrows at the demons below. He couldn't afford to lose his composure; the demons couldn't be allowed to advance any further. If they crossed this line, the people inside the city would be doomed.
These are the people protected by Fei Xiang. He cannot go to see Fei Xiang right after his death, otherwise he would have no face to see him.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Mingmo no longer had the strength to lift her hands, and the number of demons around her was increasing. The battle with the enemy dragged on for longer and longer, and she no longer had time to draw her bow. Seeing several demons leap into the city, Mingmo began to panic.
Her sword swings became erratic, and more and more demons approached her. Her spiritual energy was almost depleted, and she thought it would be fine to die here in battle.
But she couldn't hear the voices of the people in the city. It couldn't be that there wasn't a sound at all. She mustered all her strength and looked back. Suddenly, she burst into laughter. There's always a way out! The demons' schemes are just a pipe dream.
The patchwork robe didn't fall to the ground; it floated halfway up the city wall, its faint light still protecting the city's inhabitants. The demons who jumped down were instantly reduced to ashes before they even touched the robe…
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