The Desire to Be Eternal
Chapter 62: Killing a Chicken with a Battle Axe!
Deep within the nameless mountain forest, the rain finally began to lighten. Around afternoon, it stopped, and the sunset only managed to make a slight rainbow.
However, as the sun set, the rainbow gradually disappeared.
The forest is quiet. Even the smell of blood was gone. However, the marching path of corpses that stretched backwards became evidence of the deadly battle that had taken place.
As Chen Heng slipped away to death, his eyes continued to shine with an unforgiving, hesitant expression.
Beside his corpse, Bai Xiaochun lay still and motionless. The flames of his life force were roughly ninety percent extinguished, with only a slight spark left behind, struggling to stay alive.
Finally, footsteps sounded from a distance. Someone was walking through muddy rainwater and falling leaves, to finally stop next to Chen Heng.
It was an old man wearing a long black robe. He had flowing white hair, and his face was covered in wrinkles, making him look very ancient. Apparently, he had lived for so long that the aura of death had already seeped out from him.
"Intense focus has strengthened his soul .. he is dead, but his soul has not dispersed. But it won't last long. " The man's voice was hoarse, but it was also faint and strange as it reverberated into the forest. Suddenly, Chen Heng's corpse's forehead split open, and a wisp of green qi floated out. Spinning together in the air, forming a blurred image of a soul, the size of a palm.
This was Chen Heng, even though his eyes were empty and he was trembling, as if his mind and consciousness were gone.
The old man stretched out a finger, and Chen Heng's soul flew towards him and disappeared inside.
After retrieving Chen Heng's soul, the mysterious old man looked at Bai Xiaochun, mixed emotions playing on his face. He even seemed to be reminiscing about the past.
"I never imagined that I would once again stare...Eternal Forever Immortal Technique ..." He closed his eyes for a moment, then sighed. The sound seemed to change his surroundings. Time seemed to suddenly flow differently, as if the entire region was separated from the rest of the world.
Countless plants in the area suddenly went silent, as if dead, and then turned into ashes.
Chen Heng's body instantly withered, and within a few moments, it was nothing more than bones. Even it turned into dust, which shattered into muddy ground.
Only Bai Xiaochun was unaffected. In fact, a large amount of life force flowed into him, quickly healing his various wounds.
The old man stood there with his eyes closed, motionless like a statue. It was almost invisible ..it was as if he had no aura at all, or life force. It seemed like he was completely absent in this world, a fickle soul that refused to be reborn.
Meanwhile, at the same time that Chen Heng died, Patriarch Luochen returned to the Luochen Clan in the Fallenstar Mountains. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and a feeling of uneasiness filled his heart. He looked around the surrounding clan members, and could see that some of the eleven cultivators sent from the clan had been killed. However, when he saw that Chen Heng's soul was still there, he felt a little better.
"They are only three Outer Sect disciples, how could they last so long …?" muttered. "So many clan members have been killed. Well, given the level of Heng's cultivation base, there was no way they could kill him. Most likely, he had already annihilated them and was on his way back. " However, a feeling of uneasiness still lurked within him. Eyes flickered, he sent several clan members out to investigate, all of whom were at the seventh level of Qi Condensation.
After doing that, he took a deep breath.
“It doesn't matter now. Inverse Blood Grand Magic only needs one more working day! ” While gritting her teeth, she suppressed the discomfort she felt. He knew that no one was backing away from the plan now, and there really was no other choice but to endure another day!
At the same time, Hou Yunfei was in a valley a little over five kilometers away from the border of Patriarch Luochen's security spell formation. His face was pale, and he had reached a point where he could not go any further. Coughing up a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground, clucking bitterly.
"Junior Brother Bai .. Sorry, I couldn't save you …." He clenched his hands in grief and helplessness before passing through unconsciousness.
In the other direction was Du Lingfei, her hair was disheveled, her skin was pale. His qi hallways were almost completely destroyed, and he cut a completely different image from before, at the peak of his beauty.
His eyes were devoid of passion, and he looked like a walking dead man. However, the shocking level of willpower made him stagger forward, holding a jade slip in his hand. There was only one thought in his head, a thought that would not go away.
He had to break free and send news to the sect. He had to .. save Bai Xiaochun.
He continued, one step at a time. When he fell to the ground, he would crawl back to his feet. His clothes were torn, his veins were bleeding dry, and he could barely see clearly. But .. he kept moving forward.
Time pass. Du Lingfei had long forgotten about the condition of his injured body. He didn't think about his own life, couldn't even remember how long he walked. He continued until he suddenly felt a sensation like passing through a sheet of water. At that moment, his eyes began to shine brightly.
"Am I out …?" he muttered through dry and chapped lips. Shaking, he looked at the jade slip held in his hand, the jade slip that had never trembled once during the past half a month. But now, it trembled, as if an invisible connection had suddenly been made.
He would never forget how Bai Xiaochun came back to fight, as if he had steel veins. He would never forget his tragic and moving shadow that ran over to attract the attention of the Luochen Clan. He would never forget everything that had happened in their journey together.
"Junior Brother Bai, Brother Elder Hou …." Du Lingfei cried, his tears falling to the ground in front of him. Finally, he could not hold on any longer, and fell unconscious.
As Du Lingfei sent out his message, the Mission Office back at Fragrant Cloud Peak in the Spirit Stream Sect was as busy as before. The Outer Sect disciples ran back and forth handling various tasks, and deep within the Mission Office itself, there was a middle-aged man in a Daoist robe who was in the middle of keeping records about the various missions. Dragged in front of him was a collection of thousands of jade slips, containing the information of all the sect disciples with open missions.
Suddenly, one of the jade slips flickered with light. The same expression as before, the middle-aged man waved his hand, causing the jade to float into his hand. After scanning with divine sense, his eyes widened, and he stood up.
"Klan Luochen has turned into a traitor !!" he was crying, panting. The magnitude of such a problem cannot be underestimated. Whether it was right or wrong, he really had to report the matter to his superiors. Withholding such information was a crime punishable by execution, so he did not dare to do so. He immediately produced a violet jade slip from his robe and sent out a new intelligence.
The report was sent directly to the Hall of Justice. Of course, Qian Dajin worked in the Hall of Justice, but he had a very low position, and intelligence reports like this were something that even he was not qualified to see. Almost as soon as the report arrived at the Hall of Justice, the entire organization immediately acted. After all, the Hall of Justice was tasked with defending the entire Spirit Stream Sect, and the efficiency they used was staggering.
It only takes time to burn the incense to verify the authenticity of the report.
Then, war drums began to sound all over the southern edge. All the students looked around in shock. The disciples of the Outer Sect did not know the importance of the war drums, but the disciples of the Inner Sect at the three mountain peaks all knew, and it caused their expressions to blink as they looked up from whatever they were doing.
"What's going on?"
"When the drums of war beat, we cannot return to the Spirit Stream Sect until blood is gushed out and the enemy clan is annihilated !! Paradise …. "
Even when everyone was shaken in shock, the voice of an old man suddenly filled the entire southern edge of the Spirit Stream Sect.
"I'm Ouyang Jie from the Hall of Court. All Inner Sect disciples of the three mountain peaks on the southern edge should immediately cancel all previous remote missions, activities, and meditation sessions.You have twenty breaths of time to gather at the main gate! Delay will not be tolerated! "
Even when those words came out of his mouth, the Inner Sect disciples at Green Crest Peak, Fragrant Cloud Peak, and Violet Cauldron Peak immediately dropped whatever task they had. With trembling, but without the slightest bit of hesitation, they moved.
Even the people involved in important tasks did not dare to endure even for a moment. Everyone knew that Ouyang Jie was an elder of the Hall of Court, and that he .. was cold-hearted and merciless!
He had a Daoist name in addition to his given name; he was known as the Daoist Jackal. For him to take the lead in the affairs of the sect meant that something really annoying had happened. That means ... that people need to die. That means ... that a clan needs to be exterminated!
Rumbling sounds filled the air as countless figures appeared, speeding towards the main gate. It soon became clear that among the three mountains on the southern edge, there were at least two thousand Inner Sect disciples. Normally, it was a difficult thing to see one or two, so the sight of so many left the disciples of the Outer Sect completely shaken.
There were also several hundred disciples from the Hall of Justice, dressed in black robes and led by an old man with bright red hair. The old man exuded a strong killing intent, and he was none other than Ouyang Jie.
Immediately, over two thousand people gathered around the main gate, all of whom wore grim and grim expressions.
"Klan Luochen has turned into a traitor. The sect leader had ordered that their clan .. be exterminated all the way to the chickens and dogs. Activate the Daoseed Teleportation Portal! ” Ouyang Jie waved his sleeve, instantly causing a huge light pillar to appear from Daoseed Mountain, in the middle of the Spirit Stream Sect.
Light rose into the air, turning into a huge teleportation portal, which instantly enveloped the two thousand disciples. Rumbling was heard as the teleportation process began.
The Outer Sect disciples from the southern bank gasped, and suddenly, they were filled with a deep feeling of pride about their sect.
Compared to the Spirit Stream Sect, the Luochen Clan was small, with only one Foundation Establishment cultivator. However, for the sake of some Outer Sect disciples, the Spirit Stream Sect had mobilized two thousand people. Then there was the cruel and powerful Ouyang Jie. All that ... is a big threat!
It was a threat to all the clan cultivators in the region controlled by the Spirit Stream Sect. The old adage asks, "Why use a battle axe to kill a chicken?" In this situation, the Spirit Stream Sect gave an answer: "How else would you kill a chicken rather than with a battle axe ?!"
This was a sect that would not hold back any resources, even when it came to the disciples of the Outer Sect. That in turn caused the loyalty of the Outer Sect disciples towards their sect to reach new heights.
The Spirit Stream Sect had stood strong for ten thousand years, growing from a small small organization to its current height. Of course, there were some aspects that surprised others!
It was at this moment, suddenly, there in the temple at the peak of Fragrant Cloud Peak, Li Qinghou flew out, facing a gloomy, killing aura. The aura was swept explosively, creating a wild storm as he shot towards the teleportation portal.
