Chapter 849: Step Forward to Die! ...
Golden immortal blood meandered down the white jade steps.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
On this desolate, floating peak, the sound was as clear as thunder.
Wang Shouyi's knees buckled, and he slumped down.
Looking at the two broken pieces of the immortal corpse, he grinned.
That was a deep-seated reverence for "immortals," but now it shattered.
“Senior…you…” 놛 wanted to look up at Chen Huai’an.
Yet, the white-clad figure seemed more majestic than an immortal, making one afraid to look directly at him.
Zhang Yibai tightened his grip on the sword and then loosened it, his expression solemn.
She knows about reincarnation, and also learns about the threat posed by the God Clan from Chen Huai'an.
This sword strike took more than just Bi Yuewu's life.
It was also a declaration of war between Chen Huai'an and the immortal god Na Mangqian, a war that would never end.
Only Gu Chang's eyes were filled with fervor.
What kind of immortal?
What true spirit?
In his eyes, there was only the patriarch's calm demeanor as he sheathed his sword.
The Mahayana cultivator slays a true immortal; such a feat is unparalleled throughout the ages.
"Get up, all of you."
Chen Huai'an turned around, his tone indifferent.
It was as if killing Bi Yuewu was as casually crushing an ant.
"You should leave here first and return to Kunlun Immortal Palace. Don't worry about anything else."
“Brother Chen, what are you doing…” Zhang Yibai hesitated, wanting to speak.
I don't know if it's just my imagination.
In Chen Huai'an's eyes, there are many things that are difficult to understand.
Helplessness, vicissitudes, responsibility...
I've completed a trip to Fufeng.
Chen Huai'an is still the same Chen Huai'an.
Yet it seemed as if he carried too much on his shoulders, and he looked much older.
“Bi Yuewu is dead, and the Upper Realm will surely sense it.” Chen Huai’an’s gaze swept over the people. “You will not be able to walk the path ahead. Living is the greatest help you can give to me.”
"Ancestor, we are not afraid of death!" Gu Chang said urgently.
“But I’m afraid.” Chen Huai’an’s lips twitched, and he looked up at the rolling black clouds above his head. “I’m afraid that when I’m slaughtering that pseudo-immortal, I’ll still be distracted by you guys.”
The people remained silent.
Zhang Yibai knew that Chen Huai'an was saying that on purpose.
But that's the truth.
Now Chen Huai'an's enemy is an immortal.
It's far beyond what we can help with.
Improving our strength as quickly as possible and securing our rear is what we should be doing.
Instead of making a scene here.
Zhang Yibai had thought things through very clearly. When he was able to help Chen Huai'an, he would naturally stand by Chen Huai'an's side. As for now, he could only bow solemnly.
"Brother Chen, take care!"
With Zhang Yibai leading the way, coupled with the resolute look on Chen Huai'an's face.
Gu Chang and Wang Shou had to suppress their romantic feelings for each other.
The dragon vein's vital energy has returned to its proper place, and the retreat route for the great formation has been opened.
The two then followed Zhang Yibai and disappeared at the end of the sea of clouds.
…
The floating peak is lonely.
Only one person, one corpse, and one coffin remain.
The person stands on the white jade steps, while the coffin rests on the edge of a precipice.
Chen Huai'an sat down cross-legged and hurriedly left.
With the Black Scale Sword held horizontally in front of his knees, he took out the blood-stained jade slip.
Divine senses probed in.
The true meaning of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique flowed through his heart, and at the same time, a cruel truth about this land was also revealed.
No wonder.
No wonder those high and mighty immortals would never descend to the mortal realm in their true form unless their true spirit were to descend to earth.
The spiritual energy of this lower realm originates from that black coffin.
The coffin contained the skeleton of a completely dead body.
The chaotic energy emanating from the corpses, filtered through the great array, contained the hatred and karmic consequences that the person harbored towards the God Clan.
For the immortals and the gods, this is "turbid air".
This turbid energy permeates the entire lower realm; only after being refined through the Nine Refining Mystic Array into Jade Essence and the spiritual energy within the Jade Well can it be used by immortals.
Those immortals who pledged allegiance to the 꽭 God Clan, having been under the control of the 꽭 God Clan from beginning to end, had their bodies and souls branded.
It was a gray, ominous aura.
This gray mist does not belong to this world, but originates entirely from the 꽭 God Clan.
The more times an ascendant uses the Ascension Pillar, the more loyal they are to the Divine Race, and the heavier the gray aura on their body becomes.
Ash is the dog collar around their necks.
When the immortal, shrouded in gray mist, stepped into this mortal realm filled with "turbid air," it was like plunging a red-hot iron into ice water.
That was a rejection and burning sensation originating from the depths of the soul.
"I see."
Chen Huai'an looked at his jade-like hands, and there was only a little bit of gray on his body, because he came from this polluted world.
The moment of birth is when one is already tainted by cause and effect.
But this impact is insignificant.
The spiritual energy of the lower realm is harmless to me, but it is highly poisonous to immortals.
This is one of the opportunities that led to the demise of the immortal.
In this lower realm, even immortals' strength will be constantly weakened over time, and they will suffer excruciating pain at all times.
Chen Huai'an closed his eyes and began to deduce the sword that slayed the immortal.
This swordsmanship has no end.
It nurtures its killing intent and sword intent.
It perfectly aligns with the path of killing bestowed upon 놛 by that ferocious beast.
However, now he only kills immortals.
According to the jade slip, this path of killing and conquest is divided into four realms.
First Realm: Severing the Mortal World. Severing the Immortal Body, cutting off the mortal mechanism, even immortals can be harmed.
Second Realm: Severing the True Spirit. Destroying the immortal soul and shattering the true spirit makes it difficult for even immortals to survive.
The first realm: Shattered Dao Fruit. Severing the laws, destroying the origin, even a Golden Immortal dies.
Fourth Realm: Burying All Things. The sword is drawn without spirit, and the Dao of Heaven collapses.
Now, with the sword intent he gained from the Azure Lotus Sword Manual and the sword intent he used to kill Bi Yuewu, his Immortal-Slaying Sword Intent has entered the second realm.
Chen Huai'an took a deep breath.
In the distance, wisps of golden immortal energy emanated from Bi Yuewu's enormous immortal corpse, which were then swallowed by the whale.
That was the essence of the cultivation of the true immortal Bi Min.
Click.
It felt as if some barrier inside my body had shattered.
Mahayana First Kalpa Realm... Mahayana Second Kalpa Realm—Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late Stage...
Until the peak of the Second Tribulation Realm of Mahayana!
Just one hair's breadth away from certain doom.
꽭 tribulation 냭 surrender.
Within this Nine Heavens Refining Mysterious Array, even the Dao of Heaven is obscured.
Or rather, it's hard to say whether there's any normal way left in this area.
Chen Huai'an slowly opened his eyes, the sharp light in his eyes receding into nothingness.
"Not enough."
He looked at the sword in his hand and murmured to himself.
"One more should be enough."
…
The upper realm.
A golden-armored immortal who was in meditation suddenly opened his eyes.
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and Tu Fuxing's face turned deathly pale.
If the true spirit is destroyed, the physical body will suffer a backlash from the 누.
But what surprised Tu Fu Xing Gan even more was...
The moment the main body of the 놛 awakened, the 놛 simultaneously sensed the immortal soul of the 누Bi Yue Wu... and it was extinguished.
Crush his bones and scatter his ashes!
"Dead? Not only did his true form descend to the mortal realm, but he's actually dead?!"
Tu Fuxing looked on in disbelief.
That is the true form descending; even if it is suppressed by the turbid energy, it is by no means something that ants from the lower realm can defeat.
unless……
"There must be some great terror within that Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array!"
Tu Fuxing was terrified, but then a cold will descended upon Tu's sea of consciousness.
That was the wrath of the Emperor.
Once the emperor becomes timid and loses heart, the emperor's warning will linger in his mind.
If you fail the mission, you die!
Tu Fuxing felt a chill.
There is no choice.
"I refuse to believe it?!"
He gritted his teeth, took out a boundary-breaking talisman, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
"Look around, who's playing tricks on us!"
…
The lower realm, atop the floating peak.
Space is shattered like a mirror.
A figure engulfed in an earthy-yellow divine light forced his way in.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"
As soon as it arrived, the dense "turbid air" in the surrounding air acted like strong acid, frantically corroding the protective immortal light of the Earth Mansion Star.
pain.
Excruciating pain that penetrates to the bone marrow.
The descent of a true spirit would not cause such intense pain.
The Earth Star's face was contorted, but he couldn't care less about that.
His gaze was fixed intently on what lay ahead.
There, Bi Yuewu's body, split in two, lay lying on the ground, its golden blood already cold.
And next to the corpse.
Dressed in white, he sat cross-legged.
The man had a black sword across his lap, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had been waiting there for a long time.
It's Chen Huai'an.
That swordsman.
The heart of the Earth Star skipped a beat.
This scene is too bizarre.
There were no signs of fierce fighting, no ruins from magical weapon bombardment.
Bi Yuewu was cleaved in two by a single sword strike, as if he were offering his neck for execution.
"Chen Huai'an!"
Tu Fuxing's voice was hoarse as he endured the erosion of his soul by the surrounding turbid air. His immortal power surged, and a protective divine cauldron appeared behind him, indicating that he was on high alert.
"Speak quickly, who killed Bi Yuewu?!"
The wind stopped.
The white-robed swordsman slowly opened his eyes.
What kind of eyes were those?
Calm, profound.
There was no reverence for the immortals, only a detached indifference, like watching prey.
Chen Huai'an pressed his hand against the hilt of the sword on his knee.
Get up.
"Are you asking about the Venerable One?"
Looking at the Earth Star, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
"Stop being so noisy! Now that you're down here, why ask so many questions?"
Zheng.
The longsword was drawn an inch from its sheath.
"Step forward and face death."
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