Chapter 40
The moment he opened his eyes, the first thing Lin Yibai felt was the skylight that was cut into pieces by the intertwined branches, and then he heard the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops and the rustling of leaves.
She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched her chest - the sword wound now only felt a slight itch, and the place where her fingertips touched was smooth, without even a half-inch scar left.
Immediately afterwards, a warm current gushed out from the depths of her dantian, as gentle as spring water, spreading along the meridians to her limbs and bones, completely dispelling the previous bone-eroding pain.
"I... am not dead?" She supported herself on the ground and slowly stood up, her fingertips tracing the dried bloodstains on her robes. The memories before she fell into darkness came flooding back to her like a tide.
The cold hatred in Yan Bujian's eyes, the touch of the sword piercing his chest, the murderous intent and torture of the strange pink-clothed female cultivator, and the final feeling of suffocation before his consciousness completely sank into darkness... Every scene was extremely clear and was by no means an illusion.
But the lightness she felt at this moment and the warmth in her dantian were incredibly real. She looked down at her palm, only to see a faint flash of dark golden light.
"No roots?!" She was stunned for a moment, then reacted and quickly used her spiritual power to explore her body -
However, at this moment, a loud "boom" suddenly came from not far away!
Lin Yibai turned his head suddenly and saw Yan Bujian being dragged into the ground by the blood-red vortex. His pale profile flashed in the red light and disappeared.
"Yan is missing!" she screamed in shock, her body trying to rush over faster than her mind, but as soon as she lifted her foot, she suddenly froze in place.
In my mind, countless fragments of the original plot exploded!
This vortex... is the entrance to the real secret realm of Yunshan!
Everyone in the world believed that the Yunshan Mountain blocked by three layers of mist was the core of the secret realm. Every time a grand ceremony was held to open the mountain, countless cultivators would rush here to fight for the opportunity.
But no one knows that the real secret is hidden deep beneath the misty mountains—
That's where the Demon-Suppressing Sword, which sealed the Demon Realm during the ancient Immortal Age, lies. It's also the ancient battlefield where the final battle between immortals and demons took place, and the place where the Immortal Lord and the Demon Lord ultimately met their end! After the decisive battle, their essences and blood merged here, giving birth to countless natural treasures on this divinely fallen land, but also giving rise to countless deadly murderous intentions.
In the original novel, Yan Bujian was only able to sense the mysteries of this world and find and enter it after he had passed through the Void Phase Mist and achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation to the He Qi Realm. But now, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, his spiritual power exhausted. The fleeting glimpse he had just given her was enough to reveal his weakness...
He didn't know the secret beneath his feet yet, nor did he have the ability to summon the secret realm. To rush into the ancient battlefield full of dangers at this moment would be tantamount to committing suicide.
Lin Yibai's heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously took another half step forward.
But the next second, she felt a pain as if a sword had pierced her chest - when Yan Bujian swung his sword, those murderous eyes suddenly flashed before her eyes.
He hated her to the core and hadn't hesitated to kill her. Now that she had finally managed to save her life, was she going to give herself to him to be slaughtered?
Just as she hesitated, the fierce battle in the distance, which had been suspended due to the appearance of the whirlpool, broke out again.
"That bastard dared to harm my body. Today, I will grind him to dust!" Su Ruo covered his bleeding right ear, his eyes filled with murderous intent. The demonic energy in his palm condensed into a huge flying sickle, and he slashed fiercely at Xiao Mi who was rushing towards him at full speed. "But why do you want to go in here now? What is hidden in this vortex?"
Xiao Mi's body was filled with cold fire, and he formed an ice shield to block the attack. The shield instantly cracked with a "crack", but he didn't care at all. He shouted at Su Ruoling, "You are just a wisp of remnant, and you are worthy of asking questions to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he separated a wisp of pale flame, which instantly turned into chains and quickly wrapped around Su Ruo's limbs like a poisonous snake.
The aftermath of the fierce battle between the two caused debris to fly. Lin Yibai hid behind a tree, looking at the unfamiliar ruthlessness in the boy's eyes and the surging aura around him, and was full of confusion: Xiao Mi was clearly still weak enough to need her protection in Chi Anlan, so why could she compete with this mysterious female cultivator at this moment?
What secrets does he hide?
And this female cultivator...
Lin Yibai recognized the lantern-shaped cloud pattern on her clothes and knew she was from the Bo Deng Sect. However, she had no recollection of any grudge against them, which had led them to murder her, the young sect leader, upon first sight!
Could it be... another mess left behind by the original body? !
She was speechless and choking, but she saw that the demonic energy around the female cultivator was getting stronger and stronger, and the evil aura was clearly discernible even from several feet away.
"Unfortunately, I can feel that this portal has reached its limit... Now, I'm afraid only one more person can enter." Su Ruo shouted at Xiao Mi during the fight, then swept his sickle across to force her back. His eyes were fixed on the blood-red vortex on the ground, greed almost overflowing from his eyes. "What even the Demon Lord wants, naturally I have to fight for it!"
Before she finished speaking, demonic energy surged around her body, and she was about to rush towards the whirlpool!
"You're asking for your own death." Xiao Mi snorted coldly, and the white cold fire condensed into a spear, which was thrown out in the air in an instant!
The spear brushed past Su Ruo's shoulder, leaving a charred wound, forcing him to retreat in embarrassment, and then with a "clang" sound, it was nailed three inches in front of the whirlpool.
*
Seeing the two of them fighting again, Lin Yibai couldn't help but become anxious like an ant on a hot pan.
Only one spot left!
If that female cultivator were allowed in, with her hatred for Yan Bujian, she would definitely grind him to ashes; if Xiao Mi were allowed in... seeing his cold and fierce appearance now, the seriously injured Yan Bujian would also be unable to resist.
No matter who goes in, Yan Bujian will surely die!
[Ding——Remind again: Host, please save Yan Bujian from your mental block! ]
[If the mission fails, your soul will be wiped out! ]
A cold mechanical sound suddenly rang in her mind at an inopportune moment.
Lin Yibai shuddered at the sound, a flicker of disbelief flashing across his eyes. He then clenched his fists and cursed softly, "How come I've already died once, and this rotten system is still haunting me...!"
But before she could even utter the word "disperse", she saw the red light on the edge of the vortex in the distance becoming fainter and fainter, as if it was about to disappear.
She couldn't help but grit her teeth.
——She must save Yan Bujian.
Whether it's because of this mission where you'll die if you don't do it, or...
"Nothing else, it's all for me!" She shook her head violently, trying to shake off the hidden regret and worry in her heart. Then she took a deep breath, took cover under the trees, and moved silently towards the vortex...
At this moment, the two people in the distance were fighting fiercely.
Su Ruo's demonic energy transformed into poisonous needles that poured down like a rainstorm; Xiao Mi held up a cold fire barrier and simultaneously condensed several pale flame blades to fight back.
With a loud bang, the two forces collided violently, and the shock wave knocked them both back several feet!
After gaining his footing, a stream of black blood slowly flowed from the corner of Su Ruo's mouth, and the cold fire around Xiao Mi also dimmed a little.
——Right now!
There was a flash of determination in Lin Yibai's eyes. As a result of his thoughts, the surging spiritual power instantly poured into his body, and then turned into a dark golden stream of light, rushing towards the blood-colored vortex!
Her speed was so fast that when she passed over the ground she created a gust of wind that even swept up the gravel.
"Who is it?!" Su Ruo was the first to react. Before he could see her appearance clearly, he swung a magic whip at her in shock and anger.
But in the end, he was a step too slow, and the whip kick only grazed the corner of Lin Yibai's clothes, scraping off a piece of white debris.
Xiao Mi also turned his head suddenly, and when he saw that it was her, a trace of surprise flashed across his pale eyes, and then was replaced by rage. He was about to throw the cold fire in his palm at her - but at this moment, his other hand trembled and raised up, suddenly suppressing the fire.
Seeing this, he gritted his teeth in hatred: "...It's you again!"
However, at this moment, Lin Yibai's figure had already jumped into the vortex——
Then the red light suddenly surged, completely engulfing her figure.
"No——!" Su Ruo rushed over like crazy, reaching out to grab something, but only got nothing.
The vortex slowly shrank as if it had completed its mission, the blood-red light gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely on the ground, leaving only a shallow trace that was soon covered by dust.
Su Ruo looked at the empty ground, shaking with anger. The wound on his right ear burst again, and blood stained the front of his shirt.
Xiao Mi stood in place, the cold fire between her brows gradually subsided. Looking at the closed entrance, a complex expression flashed in her eyes, and finally turned into a cold snort.
Then, those pale eyes looked at the annoyed female cultivator, and murderous intent immediately ignited in his eyes!
Now that the big thing has been messed up, it's time to settle accounts with her...
*
Kuizhou, the southwest corner of Sanqianzhou.
On the most prosperous Linhe Street, sits one of the most powerful demon sects in the Three Thousand Continents.
The nine-story building boasts eaves and corners adorned with red gold, gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight. Constructed from thousand-year-old nanmu wood, it's intricately carved with cloud and crane motifs. Gilded wind chimes hang on each floor, creating a melodious, crisp sound in the wind, interwoven with the voices and water sounds below to create a symphony of prosperity.
In the master's study on the top floor, a waft of sandalwood curls around the air. On the wall, the painting "Landscapes of a Thousand Miles" is painted with vigorous brushstrokes, capturing the majestic spirit of the mountains and rivers. On the desk, a celadon brush washer is filled with clear water, and several wolf-hair brushes are quietly leaning against it.
In the past, this place was the most famous elegant place in Kuizhou.
——But at this moment, all the elegance was crushed to pieces by an extremely sharp and murderous aura!
The sandalwood was dispersed by an invisible force, leaving only a choking, stagnant feeling. Even the air seemed frozen solid, and every breath was filled with a biting chill. The celadon brushwasher on the desk had cracked at some point, and clear water seeped through the cracks onto the tabletop, leaving dark stains on the rosewood, but no one paid any attention.
Li Hun, the owner of Wangjiang Tower, sat behind his rosewood desk, his whole body trembling.
On the table in front of him was a broken jade plaque, on which the word "Jue" could be vaguely seen.
This is his child's life tablet, which he personally carved for him when he was born.
But at this moment, it broke into several pieces in front of him, and all its spiritual light was lost!
"Master! The young master..." The subordinate who came to report from the ancestral hall knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, not daring to look up.
Li Hun clenched his fists fiercely, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. His face was horrible, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Bo Deng Sect... what a great Bo Deng Sect!" He stood up suddenly, the sword at his waist humming. "Pass my order, all disciples of Wangjiang Tower, assemble immediately, prepare magical weapons and elixirs - in three days, we will massacre the Bo Deng Sect!"
"Yes!" The subordinates took the order and hurried away.
Li Hun walked to the window and looked at the distant sky, his eyes filled with cold hatred.
Li Jue was his only son and the future heir of Wangjiang Tower. He had been sent to Yunshan in the past to seize Yunshan's secret treasures and help Wangjiang Tower rise to prominence.
But now... not only did he fail to obtain the secret treasure, he himself also died at the hands of Bo Dengzong!
This hatred is irreconcilable!
*
Yunzhou, Bo Deng Sect.
On the main peak's observation deck, Lin Wuya stood with his hands behind his back, his dark Taoist robe rustling in the wind. He gazed southwest, seemingly able to glimpse the turmoil beyond through the layers of mountains.
Then, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into an icy arc.
After a while.
He lowered his head and looked at his palm, only to see a wisp of black air quietly emerging and transforming into a small water mirror, clearly reflecting the final scene of the closing of the blood-red vortex in the clouds and mountains - when the two sides were fighting, the girl took advantage of their unpreparedness and jumped in.
"It's a pleasant surprise." Lin Wuya chuckled, took a deep breath, and suddenly a strange insect-shaped outline appeared on his arm. After appearing, it slowly crawled along his blood vessels.
"Jade rain and golden wind, dancing fish and dragons." He spoke softly, his voice strangely hoarse, "Dignified Immortal Venerable, now that you have successfully entered the secret realm, please do not let me down..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fists, and the water mirror and the insect shape disappeared in an instant.
On the high platform, only an ambiguous sneer remained, echoing for a long time in the empty mountains.
[Volume 2: Yunshan Grand Ceremony - End]
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