Chapter 278 Go Away

Although the two small ones don't have much attack power, their main function is to make you unlucky.

That really is taking metaphysics to the extreme, and by jumping in like this, you are openly setting traps for those old monsters.

The matter of obstructing spiritual power has been done very well. He Cen took a look at it for a few times, felt relieved, and went to deal with the monsters gathered around the island.

The four masters didn't know why they hadn't made any move, and He Cen didn't dare to take it lightly.

Seeing that the movement of the books pave the way to heaven did not stop, he could only wait.

Not long after, several friends came to help. Ji Yining and Pei Meng said to He Cen, "Master Uncle, we will help you deal with the monster. If you are worried, go and see the masters!"

He Cen was grateful in his heart and nodded slightly to everyone, but he did not leave the perimeter.

"I won't bother you at this time. The masters must be working hard too."

"I will guard the outside for them and make sure no one disturbs them."

If one wants to ascend, there must be other things that need to be comprehended after the breakthrough. This ladder to heaven is not so easy to climb. If one can really go to the upper realm smoothly by relying on the ladder to heaven, several masters would not have been so slow in taking that step.

He Cen didn't know what they were waiting for, but the most important thing now was to buy time for the masters.

He had to ensure that Yinwei Island would not be invaded by any external forces before his masters ascended to heaven. No matter what happened, he had to protect the stability and peace of this corner of the island.

The conflict in the sea became increasingly intense. These were all powerful monks, and when they started fighting, it was like the sound of thunder and lightning, with no time to breathe.

He Cen was also being pressed step by step, and both sides suffered heavy losses. He Cen was unwilling to let his predecessors and relatives who came to help him get hurt, so he took most of the damage himself.

In such a large world of cultivation, this kind of turmoil has caused quite a stir.

Time dragged on for a long time, and the tense confrontation lasted for three to five days. He Cen still guarded the island tightly, not allowing anyone to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in.

He had spiritual beads on him, so his injuries were not serious. However, he had been mentally extremely tense, so how could he not be tired?

The other friends who came to help were also injured to varying degrees, and both sides were tired.

During the truce, He Cen had to deal with the monsters in the sea, and he hardly had a moment's rest.

As the ladder got higher and higher, and the spiritual energy around the fairy island became more and more dense, he could no longer care about killing those ungrateful monks. He was already overwhelmed by the sea monsters that were attracted by the spiritual power.

He Cen was anxious, but he couldn't let others see that he was flustered.

I could only hold on with a cold face, gritted teeth and desperately.

In the end, he was numb and reacted almost subconsciously based on instinct. He was mentally slow for a second and was successfully attacked by the sneak attacker.

He was stabbed in the abdomen by an old ghost in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

The little sword spirit was stunned. It was the first time that it had suffered such a serious injury since the rebel master broke the sword. Its body was unstable.

After fighting back, he covered his abdomen and almost fell from the air. It was Xidai who flew over and caught him, "Junior Master Uncle!"

"You need to adjust yourself! You can't fight anymore, or your body will be in trouble."

He Cen said nothing, his face as pale as gold paper. He finally understood why the generational discontinuity in the world of cultivation was so serious.

Every time they ascended, there would be a bloody storm, and everyone would scramble for it. He Cen thought that they were restless, but he didn't expect that there were so many people hiding behind them.

It would be fine if they were just bad people, but some people really pretend to be too nice. You can only judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart.

He looked kind and friendly, but in the end he turned against us.

There were also some young people that He Cen had made friends with, and he thought they had great potential. But at this moment, they actually backstabbed him and were jealous...

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xidai became extremely anxious, "Junior Master Uncle, let's hide away. You can't go down like this."

After fighting for several days and nights, this side of the sea was already in a mess. Fairy Yunfei and others were injured. No one could hold on any longer.

He Cen was quiet for a long time, raised his hand, and licked his own blood on it expressionlessly. He gently pushed Xi Dai away and said, "Go and persuade everyone to leave. Go, go as far away as possible."

Xidai was confused. "What did you say?"

"How can we leave in this situation?"

He Cen still had that indifferent expression, but his eyes were dull and extremely deep, "Go if I tell you to. You will only be a hindrance to me if you stay here."

"Take them all away, quickly!"

He shouted fiercely, which scared Xidai immediately. After all, he was a sword spirit, and the aura of Hecen was far beyond the reach of others.

Seeing the dark red in his eyes, Xidai was extremely worried, but she couldn't say a word to refuse.

They could only follow He Cen's instructions and quickly evacuate the crowd.

The monks helping him here are already exhausted. He Cen knows that everyone has done their best and there is no need to risk everyone's lives here. He can handle the rest by himself.

The stab made him sober up a lot, and he really couldn't delay any longer.

Whether it was those disgusting and nasty rogue monks or the monsters rioting in the sea, they were constantly tormenting his nerves.

He Cen had been holding his breath, and now he really felt that he could not hold it back any longer.

Fuck them all. If you want to die, die quickly. I don’t want to be entangled with these annoying guys anymore.

The sword spirit also has a temper. After dragging on for such a long time, everyone is already exhausted. Those hiding in the dark still want to squeeze in here by stealing, but He Cen will never let them do as they wish.

When Jixiang Ruyi came back and saw that he was covered in blood, her little face looked pitiful.

"Brother, you are injured..."

He Cen said calmly, "It's okay, just a minor injury."

Ruyi pointed at his abdomen and said, "It's still bleeding, brother."

The cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage who injured him was also quite powerful, and his sneak attack did not miss. The wound on He Cen was quite scary.

The two kids were at a loss and wanted to help him block it. He Cen smiled and said, "It's okay. Brother knows what to do. You can go and have a rest."

The words were comforting, but the two little ones were still worried. The little sword spirit didn't care about their wishes and directly took the milk ball into the room.

After everyone else had evacuated, he slowly flew up, without saying a word, and floated in the air, wiping handfuls of blood onto the sword.

His expression showed no joy or anger, and the light in his eyes was very dark.

The creatures around him seemed to sense his pressure, and the lower-level ones began to flee in all directions.

The rest wanted to give it a try, so He Cen let them continue to flutter a few more times.

After the sword glowed with dark red light, He Cen's eyes also turned into a killer red.

"No, I thought you were all ready to face my wrath."