Chapter 192 - Madman
Chu Linyuan's sword momentum remained unchanged. The "Guixu Jinmie" sword energy that gathered the strength of all the people in Guixu Sect slashed at the Xianyu Shenzhou's defensive light shield, which was slightly disordered due to the sudden attack, with faster speed and more terrifying power!
At the same time, Xie Zhao pointed his Jinghong talisman pen at the earth!
"Earth vein! Reverse!"
He actually ignored the backlash and forcibly attracted the deeper and more violent evil energy of the abyss earth veins, which was like lighting a powder keg, causing the entire Immortal Killing Square and even the surrounding earth veins to go out of control in an instant!
Countless dark pillars of evil energy erupted from the ground, indiscriminately blasting into the sky! They targeted not only the Immortal Alliance, but also the sects that had come to support them! It was as if they were madly determined to perish together!
"Madman!" The representatives from the sects who came to help were so scared that they controlled their flying boats to evade, and at the same time they poured more anger on the Immortal Alliance - if the Immortal Alliance had not been too aggressive, how could this madman from Guixu Sect be so reckless!
Boom—!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Under the attack from both inside and outside, the incomparably strong seven-colored light shield of the Immortal Oracle Divine Ship finally let out a wail of being unable to bear the heavy burden and shattered!
Although most of the power of the sword energy and the evil energy of the earth veins had been consumed, they still hit the main body of Shenzhou hard!
The massive Nine Heavens Cloud Crystal ship was shaken violently, leaving several tiny cracks! Some of the less powerful Immortal Alliance law enforcement officers on the ship's deck were even more shaken, staggering and spitting blood!
The figure of Venerable Tianshu, shrouded in fairy light, suddenly shook!
Although his expression was still unclear, the aura that suddenly surged and then forcibly suppressed showed that he was definitely not as calm as he appeared!
Ice-cold words filled with endless anger were squeezed out from between Venerable Tianshu's teeth!
The Immortal Oracle Divine Ship burst out with a dazzling light, forcibly stabilized the hull, and tore through space. Like a defeated beast, it retreated in a panic towards the space crack whence it came!
True Man Yuheng and the others' faces turned pale, but they did not dare to fight any longer and followed closely!
The flying boats of the Xingyun Pavilion and other sects did not pursue, but just hovered quietly in place, watching the Immortal Alliance retreat.
The Immortal-killing Square was in a mess.
Tie Niu fell into a deep pit, gasping for breath.
Luo Hongyi's face was pale, and the poisonous mist at his fingertips dimmed.
Su Tang almost collapsed on the ice platform.
The little white deer was holding the sleeping rabbit, his little face full of fatigue.
Xie Zhao was holding onto the Jinghong Talisman Pen, coughing up blood, but he looked at the Xianyu Shenzhou fleeing in a panic, grinning a bloody, crazy smile.
Chu Linyuan stood quietly on the top of the tower, his black clothes stained with a little dust, his hand holding the sword was as steady as a rock, and his cold eyes followed the fleeing Immortal Alliance until the space crack was completely closed.
Mo Chen's Star Raft slowly descended in altitude.
He stood at the bow, looking at the disheveled but standing upright Guixu Sect members below, a complex smile showing on his gentle face.
"This matter is over."
"Guixu Sect...has been different since then."
The retreating flame of the Immortal Oracle Divine Ship was like the last unwilling afterglow of the Immortal Alliance's hegemony, completely annihilated by the dark and evil clouds that had re-gathered in the Burial God Abyss.
In the Immortal-Slaying Square, the deathly silence lasted for a few breaths, and was then replaced by a kind of surviving, unbelievable ecstasy and immense exhaustion.
"Won... won?" Tie Niu struggled to sit up from the deep pit. His bronze face was covered in blood and dust. His huge eyes blinked blankly and he repeated in a muffled voice, "We... defeated the Immortal Alliance?"
In response to him, Luo Hongyi snorted coldly with heavy breathing.
Her beautiful face was as pale as paper, and the dark green poisonous mist at her fingertips was so faint that it was almost invisible, but she still forced herself to throw a bottle of pills into Tie Niu's arms: "Stupid bull... get up if you're not dead... Don't... don't pretend to be dead..." Before she finished speaking, she staggered and held onto the charred and smoking herb garden shelf next to her.
Su Tang collapsed directly on the ice platform, her face was pale, her psychic eyes were dim, and she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger. She could only force a weak arc with the corners of her mouth, and her breath was weak: "Did you see... We... are so awesome..." The image stone rolled to the side, and the screen was black.
Little White Deer cradled the comatose Bunny, her tiny body curled up beside the tower's base. Tears welled in her large, clear eyes, not from fear but from immense relief and joy. She gently stroked the dim star rune on Bunny's back, whispering, "It's over... Grandma... We... held on..."
Uncle Chen hunched his back and began to clean up the scattered energy crystal dust, broken fragments of magic weapons and gravel in the cracks on the square.
His cloudy old eyes swept across the devastated battlefield and the collapsed people. His wrinkled face remained calm, with only a barely audible mutter floating in the wind:
"The commotion is over..."
At the top of the Talisman Array Tower, Chu Linyuan slowly sheathed his sword.
The heart-pounding dark blue luster of the Frost Silence Sword was restrained, and the active dark golden dragon pattern on the left arm also slowly calmed down, leaving only a faint red mark.
There was a little dust on his black clothes, and his breathing was a little heavier than usual, but his posture was still as straight as a pine tree. His cold eyes swept over the tired but excited people below, and finally fell on Xie Zhao beside him.
Xie Zhao could barely stand, and he had to lean on the ground with the Jinghong Fu pen to barely support his body.
His face was as pale as paper, with blood streaking at the corners of his mouth. Every breath he took caused sharp pain in his meridians, like a needle prick. His soul felt weak as if it had been hollowed out.
However, those peach blossom eyes were burning with an extremely excited, almost crazy fire, staring straight at Chu Linyuan.
"Brother..." His voice was hoarse, trembling with excitement and a sense of surviving a disaster, "We... are really... awesome!"
Chu Linyuan did not respond to his rude words, but reached out and grabbed his wrist again.
The black ice evil spirit, which was purer and more peaceful than before, mixed with an indescribable warm power derived from the origin of the heart lamp, slowly flowed into Xie Zhao's almost dried-up meridians, nourishing his damaged soul.
This time, Xie Zhao did not act frivolously or push his luck as usual.
He simply grabbed Chu Linyuan's hand tightly with his backhand, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw, or as if he was confirming their real existence.
He closed his eyes and let the intertwined power of cold and warmth flow through his body. His long eyelashes trembled slightly due to weakness and drastic fluctuations in emotions.
The two of them stood quietly on the top of the tower, bathing in the soft light of the Guixu Heart Lamp. Below them was their collapsed companion and Uncle Chen who was slowly sweeping the floor.
The air was filled with the lingering sweetness of gun smoke, blood, and poisonous fog, as well as the unique coldness of the abyss, but it also had a sense of calmness that came with everything being settled.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe a moment, maybe a long time.
A golden, warm spot of light, containing indescribable vitality and pure spiritual power, like a gentle raindrop, silently penetrated the eternal and unchanging heavy evil clouds above the Burial God Abyss and gently floated down.
Then, the second point, the third point...
In the blink of an eye, golden spots of light filled the sky like a drizzle of spring rain, gently falling on the Immortal-Slaying Square, on the devastated battlefield, and on everyone.
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