"Let's go." Xiao Chen thought no more. With his present cultivation, he could not fight 15 early-staged Foundation Building Realm Cultivators. He pulled Luo Shangyan up and dashed away. If they could survive until dusk, these assassins would then be unable to release their Divine Sense. Then, it would be far easier for them to escape.
After running for nearly an hour, the sky finally darkened. A mountain chain appeared. Yet several men were still after them. Clenching his teeth, Xiao Chen dragged Luo Shangyan and dashed into the mountain forest. If he had executed the Immortal-override Steps, he would have shaken them off. But now he needed to evade the flying swords and had to take care of Luo Shangyan. They could only run at the same speed as the assassins.
Luckily, the sky had dimmed and there was a large mountain ahead. When night had completely fallen, they could escape. A strong wind assaulted him from behind. Xiao Chen condensed his Qi into a blade
Luo Shangyan heard the noise and opened her eyes. She watched the half-illusionary, half-substantial Xiao Chen, who now resembled a Deity or a Devil. She said hesitatingly, "Junior Brother Xiao... " Xiao Chen finally came around. His Soul could not leave his body for too long, or he might not be able to return and would be left scattered. He turned back to look. His body was lying quietly in the mud. The Immortal-Binding Rope had loosened. The Immortal-Binding Rope could only bind a living thing. As long as the person it bound was still alive, it would never come loose. Although a Cultivator could execute mystic arts to make his Soul come out of the body, his body would still be alive. Why had the Immortal-Binding Rope come loose? Was his body... He had no time to carefully ponder. He quickly shifted his Soul back into his body. He finally opened his eyes after a long time. Ling Yuxuan's Heart Meridians had been shattered by his blow. Blood
As Xiao Chen's voice faded, seven strange radiances emitted from the sky. Each was over 30 meters long. They intertwined rapidly and merged into a gigantic half-illusionary, half-substantial sword. The gigantic sword was dazzling, lighting up the entire forest like daylight. It immediately eclipsed the brilliance of the Seven Star Sword Formation at the opposite end. As he mouthed the word "Cleave!", the gigantic sword seemed to cleave the heavens apart. The sword cleaved down to the ground. Before its Sword Qi had arrived, huge crumbs of earth flew away thanks to the shattering force. True Energy surged all around. Even space seemed to have been sundered. The seven cultivators were terrified. It was a power in the Core Forming Realm! With a huge boom, the earth was severed, revealing a 100-meter long ravine. The entire mountain shuddered. Rolls of thunder boomed into the distance. All that was left of the seven cultivators was a mist of blo
The desert seemed boundless. After walking for four hours, they finally arrived at a desolate former forest. Many rotten and withered trees were buried in the sands. Xiao Chen lifted his head and stared up at the crimson clouds. Dusk was about to arrive. They could not walk out of the desert today, it seemed. Hu Han gave orders behind him. "Brothers, we will camp here tonight and leave the next morning." The more than two dozen men behind did not voice any dissent. Instead, they began to work. They had relied on these men during the journey. Xiao Chen did not want to sit and do nothing. He let Luo Shangyan sit below a withered tree and went alone to haul some dried wood and stone slabs. Hu Han saw that he looked well mannered and cultivated, yet had such enormous strength. He smiled. "Brother Xiao, you must be a martial artist too, aren't you?" Xiao Chen put down a large stone slab and smiled lightly. "I have trained with my father as a boy.
After shutting the window gently, Xiao Chen returned to the desk. He was quite embarrassed to find only a small bed in this room. All the other rooms had been taken. He smiled. "Senior Sister Luo, rest well tonight. I will sit in the room and contemplate our next move." Luo Shangyan glanced at him and said, "You didn't rest last night either. Will you be fine?" Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled. "I will." At this moment, in the fortress on the west mountain, a handsome man in red was surveying the people below him with an indistinct smile on his lips. A cyan-robed man approached him from a path behind. He said blandly, "The news you have released about the Ancient Immortal Clan ruin has brought many cultivators here." The cyan-robed man was Leng Ningfeng, who had represented the Qing State during the Immortals League Competition. The handsome man still gazed down below him, like a supreme Immortal overlooking all sentient souls. He smiled
Suddenly, the monk put his palms together and chanted Buddha's name again. A faint golden sheen began to screen his entire body, as if a golden Buddha had descended to earth. This was quickly accompanied by incessant tolls. The golden sheen shielded his body, forming a massive, translucent golden bell. Xiao Chen heaved a sigh of relief. This was the supreme art of the Buddhist sects, the Golden Bell Shield. At the same time, he was quietly astounded. This monk looked only a little older than himself, yet his cultivation was so profound. He must be in the middle stages of the Sarira Realm. Buddhist Sects also had their own realms. The Sarira Realm was equivalent to the Core Forming Realm. After that came the Golden Body Realm, the Inner Demon Realm, the All Shining Realm, the Imperishable Realm... they corresponded to the Nascent Soul Realm, the Nirvana Realm, the Apotheosis Realm, and the Grand Completion Realm. More than 200 people realized
Xiao Chen focused his eyes and was on his guard. He asked, "Could you show yourself, sir?" "Ahem, am I not in front of you...?" The old voice rang out again. Xiao Chen finally noticed a white skeleton before him. Its remains were more complete than the others. "It's been a thousand years. There is almost nothing left of my Soul. I can no longer show myself. The outside Barrier had been shattered too. This palace has finally revealed itself to the eyes of men... " Xiao Chen gave a start. So it was this old man who had sealed the oasis with his Soul power. His remnant Soul was still so powerful after his death 1,000 years ago! This old man must have been a great wizard. Xiao Chen asked, "Please, sir, who were these people who had died here?" For now, this was his most urgent question. "This palace was called the Shao Palace. They, like me, were servants of this palace." Xiao Chen's heart missed a beat.
"Ho ho, young man, your Soul is very powerful. It has not been destroyed after so many millennia. Can you tell me who you are?" "Who I am... " Xiao Chen muttered. "I don't know either. I was a baby when I was rescued by my Master. Later, someone maligned me as a descendant of the Devils... only Master believes in me. She is the kindest person in this world... " He spoke and the rims of his eyes gradually turned red. His voice also turned hoarse. "But now, Master doesn't know where I am. She doesn't know if I am alive. To be honest, sir, this Fuxi Zither was a gift from my Master many millennia ago. She wanted me to put living beings of this world before myself. I must not harbor any evil thoughts. But I killed so many people that day, so many... " "Oh?" The old man's spirits revived. "So you were the former owner of the Fuxi Zither? No wonder you can find your way here... " Xiao Chen wiped his eyes and put aside his sad emotion
The old woman narrowed her turbid eyes and sized up Xiao Chen and the other two as they slowly drew near. She asked Mu Chengxue, "Little Xue, are they your friends?" Yu Yifeng saluted her with a gentle smile. "Madam, I paid you a visit last year with A Xue. Don't you remember?" The old woman stared at him for a long time before nodding. "I'm old now. I can't remember very well." Xiao Chen and Luo Shangyan promptly introduced themselves. The old woman appeared delighted and said, "It's windy here in the woods. Let's have a seat inside the house." What greeted them after walking out of the forest of peach trees was a small village with a creek passing through it. Numerous married women were on the riverbank, drawing and transporting water home for cooking. There were also many children catching dragonflies by the field. Their arrival turned quite a few heads. "Has Little Xue come home?" Mu Chengxue greeted them one