[END] Will Eternal

Chapter 214: I'm Back ….

A Will Eternal – Chapter 214

Chapter 214: I'm Back ….

Bai Xiaochun could do nothing but glare one last time at the God-Diviner God, and reluctantly stood up and walked towards the old man. Further ahead, the patriarch of the Song Clan sat there, his back straight, exuding the sensation of a ferocious wild beast. Bai Xiaochun could not help but sweat and become even more nervous than before.

"Big Sis Song, you look so beautiful today!" said quickly. The two blood-teaser elders sitting nearby looked on with strange expressions on their faces. Even the patriarch of the Song Clan looked surprised, and frowned.

Song Junwan slightly flushed, then looked at Bai Xiaochun. “Enough with smooth talks. Sit down and shut up. "

Bai Xiaochun grew increasingly confused by Song Junwan's strange behavior. It was very different from how he acted three days ago. After a long thought, he was still unable to find any reason why he would behave like that. Finally, he just sat there looking around, and occasionally glanced at the ground.

Immediately, he saw the boundless mountain range below. From this auspicious place, the towering mountain peak seemed to form a spell formation.

"The mountains of Luochen ..." he thought. This was an area located between the Bloodstream Sect and the Spirit Stream Sect. More precisely, it was the border of the Spirit Stream Sect realm. "I can't believe we got here so fast."

Surprised, he stared at the blood cloud. As he drove through the Luochen Mountains, powerful fluctuations seemed to emerge from the mountains, circling the blood clouds, locking onto it, and following him as he continued.

Clearly, the Spirit Stream Sect was controlling the movements of the Blood Stream Sect right now. The expression of the patriarch of the Song Clan was the same as him sitting in meditation there. Bai Xiaochun thought about it for a moment, and realized that the diplomatic mission of the Bloodstream Sect must have occurred only after the initial communication with the Spirit Stream Sect.

As the blood cloud sped up, Bai Xiaochun watched the familiar sight of him speeding away. He saw a huge giant, a roc-like bird, and a huge crocodile splashing on the Heavenspan River, only half of its gigantic body was visible.

When the giant creature saw the blood mist, they dodged from it, as if it contained a powerful entity that was frightening them.

Shocked, Bai Xiaochun looked to the patriarch of the Song Clan. But he said nothing. The usual scenery was heard by, and soon they approached the Spirit Stream Sect. Bai Xiaochun's heart immediately jumped.

Even as Bai Xiaochun reveled, Song Junwan's voice floated into his ears. "I heard that you have several girlfriends in the Blood Stream Sect over the years. Really true?"

His voice was cold enough to pierce through his bones, just like the cold air that made Bai Xiaochun shiver. He looked at Song Junwan, who was just a cold snort. Rising to his feet, he ignored Bai Xiaochun as he walked over to confer with the patriarch of the Song Clan.

The bloodthirsty elder did the same, and suddenly, Bai Xiaochun's anxiety increased. Feeling more aggrieved than before, he now realized why Song Junwan was treating him so coldly.

"It's only been three days, and the rat actually did a background check on me !?" Sighing in his heart, he recalled back to the romantic adventures of the deceitful Nightcrypt, who could not even accurately tell how many there were already ….

Before long, the blood clouds began to slow down, and the Spirit Stream Sect spread before their eyes. The Blood Stream Sect disciples rose to their feet, exuding brutality and strength as they looked coldly at the Spirit Stream Sect.

At the same time, pillars of light surged from the eight peaks of the Spirit Stream Sect mountain, creating a huge vortex in the sky. A deafening roar resounded as heaven-shaking energy surged. The southern and northern edges of the Spirit Stream Sect both erupted with force, making heaven and earth seem like a raging ocean filled with towering waves.

Inside the vortex, an eye appeared, which exuded boundless pressure as it stared at the patriarch of the Song Clan in the blood cloud.

The people from the Blood Stream Sect became like rowboats in a stormy sea, hovering on the verge of collapse due to the heaven and earth origin energy waves. Their faces flickered, except for the face of the patriarch of the Song Clan, whose expression remained calm the entire time.

Slowly, his eyes opened, and at that very instant, two rays of light exploded. The power of toppling mountains, draining the sea spread, and when the patriarch rose up, he flicked his sleeve and stepped into the air.

When his feet landed, he was in front of the heavenly vortex above. Apparently, he was alone fighting the boundless power within!

A white-robed middle-aged man came out from the turbid eyes in the middle of the vortex. Clasping his hands, he smiled and said, "Daoist Fellow Song Yunwen!"

Bai Xiaochun immediately recognized him. It was the same person who appeared to offer help on the day when Bruiser came back to life. He was one of the patriarchs of the Spirit Stream Sect, a man with unfathomable energy who seemed to be roughly on par with the patriarch of the Song Clan.

"Daoist Fellow Li Zimo!" The Song Clan's Patriarch smiled as he clasped his hands to greet. The two of them exchanged glances, and then stepped into the vortex.

Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath. Although he had always considered the patriarch of the Song Clan to be extraordinary, it was now very clear how extraordinary he was. Clearly, he would not have come to the Spirit Stream Sect alone if he were not completely confident in his own strength.

As the ancestors entered the vortex, rays of light shot out from the southern and northern edges of the Spirit Stream Sect as many figures gathered in front of the blood clouds.

The person leading was not Zheng Yuandong, but Xu Meixiang. Next to her was the old lady from Irispetal Peak, who was flanked by Beihan Lie and several other young women whom Bai Xiaochun had never seen before.

Further back were several dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators from the southern and northern banks. Almost all of them were familiar with Bai Xiaochun, especially those whom he had helped in the Fallen Sword Gorge.

"Middle Grand Peak, you have come from afar to visit," Xu Meixiang said with a smile. "The sect leader is in secluded meditation, so I came to receive you. Please follow me!" Xu Meixiang's gaze swept across the crowd and seemed to be attached to a few specific individuals, including Bai Xiaochun.

Song Junwan smiled slightly and replied. "Peak Lord Xu, there is no need for such courtesy. Please show me the way! ”

With that, he stepped out from the blood cloud. Bai Xiaochun and the other cultivators from the Blood Flow Sect followed closely behind. The views of the cultivators of the Spirit Stream Sect were not welcomed. Although the cultivators of the Blood Stream Sect had their murderous aura, the eyes of the Spirit Stream Sect cultivators flickered with killing intent.

Clearly, this generation of Foundation Establishment experts from the Spirit Stream Sect had all experienced battles and bloodshed. They had a large number of Earthstring Foundation cultivators, and although Song Junwan had been aware of this fact, the sight caused his eyes to widen.

Song Junwan and Xu Meixiang took the lead, chatting while talking, but simultaneously seeking information from each other. As for the two blood-teaser elders, they were accompanied by the old lady from Irispetal Peak.

The other cultivators were all escorted by various people from the Spirit Stream Sect, who seemed to have forcibly restrained themselves.

Bai Xiaochun was joined by no ordinary cultivators, but rather, by the northern bank Chosen Beihan Lie. His expression was grim, his gaze pierced through, and he seemed to be constantly on guard as he walked beside Bai Xiaochun.

Bai Xiaochun sighed. For some reason, he suddenly felt a strong urge to call out greetings to everyone he knew.

The group flew to the Spirit Stream Sect to Daoseed Mountain. After landing, the people from the southern and northern banks stared coldly at the group from the Blood Stream Sect. The grim and murderous aura slowly piled up.

“Ah, happy to be home. Especially when no one can recognize you! " Bai Xiaochun looked around excitedly, and his gaze was repeatedly drawn back to the unknown young lady accompanying the old lady from Irispetal Peak.

She was extremely beautiful, and Bai Xiaochun was surprised that he had never seen her before.

"It looks like the northern bank definitely has new blood," he thought, feeling more like a member of the senior generation. Sighing in satisfaction, he looked at Big Fatty Zhang.

"I can't believe Big Fatty Zhang is at the tenth level of Qi Condensation ..." he thought, sighing emotionally. However, whenever Bai Xiaochun turned his attention to a different person, Beihan Lie would become extremely nervous, and would tense up warily, and seemed to emit a brutal, bloodthirsty air. He could only be shaken by the various stories he heard about this Nightcrypt.

"According to the rumors, Nightcrypt is very cruel" he thought. "He cuts people like sickle wheat! She is quite feminine, and seems to have very low standards. People say he likes the taste of human blood, and demands to drink it every day. Moreover, he would not rest until he satisfied his desire for women. Everyday! This person was a complete and total demon! Not only did he have a diverse personality, but he was also extremely brutal. Goddamnit! He looked at Junior Sister Fang and Big Fatty Zhang! What is he planning …? ” Even as Beihan Lie's anxiety grew, Bai Xiaochun looked at him and smiled.

To Beihan Lie, Nightcrypt's smile seemed cruel and ferocious. But then he realized that even when Nightcrypt smiled at him, he raised his eyebrows, almost as if he was teasing! Beihan Lie gasped, and his expression flickered.

"There's no need to be nervous" Bai Xiaochun quickly said. If he did not say anything, nothing would happen, but as he did so, Beihan Lie's right hand flashed with a movement of the spell, and a sparkling magical object came into existence.

He was not the only one who reacted in such a way. Other Spirit Stream Sect cultivators could detect what was happening, and looked at Bai Xiaochun threateningly.

Bai Xiaochun frowned. As far as he was concerned, he had just greeted an old friend. However, even Song Junwan and Xu Meixiang could sense what was happening. When they looked back, Xu Meixiang's eyes widened. Big Fatty Zhang and Lu Tianlei looked on with grim expressions, and even the old lady from Irispetal Peak reacted the same.

Everyone from the Spirit Stream Sect had heard the information about the famous Nightcrypt, and had even seen the photos of him, so they immediately recognized him. That was especially true for Lu Tianlei. With a defiant gleam in his eyes, he flew towards Bai Xiaochun, where he took his place next to Beihan Lie. Clearly, Nightcrypt's reputation within the Spirit Stream Sect was one of complete and overwhelming ferocity.

Bai Xiaochun looked at Lu Tianlei. Things were not like they had been in the Spirit Stream Sect for a long time, and Bai Xiaochun did not believe that Lu Tianlei would actually have the courage to challenge him openly.

"Who is …?" Xu Meixiang said, pretending not to know.

"That's my Junior Brother Nightcrypt," Song Junwan replied with a smile. Then he changed the subject. ” I have heard that the appointment of the relic echelon of the Spirit Stream Sect reached the Heaven-Dao Foundation Establishment? Could it be visiting Bai Xiaochun? ”

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