The Desire to Be Eternal

Chapter 63: Destroying the Luochen Clan!

It only took Li Qinghou a moment to reach the teleportation portal, where he floated like a drawn blade, emitting an intense murderous aura.

Ouyang Jie looked at him, and his students frowned slightly. Among the three peak lords on the south bank, Ouyang Jie viewed Li Qinghou as the most important. In fact, he was actually one of the most important people in the entire Spirit Stream Sect.

Not only was he a pharmacist, his profound natural talent was extremely rare. For example, he had only practiced cultivation for about a hundred years, but had already reached the Foundation too late. In fact, it was even said that, within the entire sect, he was the most likely candidate to break through from the Foundation Establishment and obtain a Gold Core.

"i heard that one of the four disciples of the Outer Sect was connected to Li Qinghou somehow …." Ouyang Jie thought. At the same time, rumbling rang out from the spell formation, and countless rays of light rose. Instantly, the group of two thousand cultivators, including Li Qinghou, became blurry, and then disappeared completely.

The journey that Bai Xiaochun and the others had spent several months to complete, happened in just a few seconds, thanks to the activation of the Spirit Stream Sect teleportation portal.

Thunder-like roars filled the air above Du Lingfei's unconscious form. The sky dimmed as something like an invisible hand tore through a huge crack, revealing an enormous image of a spell formation.

It descended rapidly to the ground, causing all of them to quake in an area of fifty kilometers. Blazing, fiery streaks appeared on the ground as the shapes and designs of spell formations appeared on the surface of the ground.

Within that 50 kilometer area, all the grass, rocks, mountains, all of them turned into ashes, disappearing in an instant. This spell formation was extremely domineering, and destroyed everything that was blocking its path.

Du Lingfei was in the area, and immediately fell under the protection of the spell formation, making sure he was not injured at all. Even when the ground shook, many figures were visible.

It only took a while for more than two thousand Inner Sect disciples from the southern edge to appear. There was still enough teleportation power swirling around them to teleport another, but first, Ouyang Jie and Li Qinghou walked forward to the unconscious Du Lingfei. A few female disciples grabbed him in front of them, covered him with a set of spare clothes and also gave him some medicinal pills. With the influx of spiritual energy, Du Lingfei gradually opened his eyes. His expression was blank, but when he saw all the strength of the sect surrounding him, he started to cry, and a feeling of excitement flooded over him.

Moreover, considering he was an Outer Sect disciple of the Peak Cloud Fragrant, when he saw Peak Lord Li Qinghou standing there, even more tears were flowing in his eyes. At the same time, the disciples on both sides helped him rise to a sitting position.

"High Lord, please save Junior Brother Bai ..." he begged, pale face.

"What happened to her?!" Li Qinghou said, stepping forward to stand directly in front of Du Lingfei. His eyes were burning with deep anger and anxiety.

"Junior Brother Bai .. went alone to draw the cultivators of the Luochen Clan away, so that Elder Brother Hou and I could escape. They started chasing him …. " By crying, he went on to explain the whole situation.

Some of the approximately two thousand disciples knew Bai Xiaochun, but when they listened to Du Lingfei's story, they looked touched. The intense and tragic events even caused them to gasp.

They learned about how Feng Yan fell in battle to protect his fellow disciples, and how Hou Yunfei and Du Lingfei risked death almost certainly to try to escape. They heard about how the Luochen Clan sent out two waves of cultivators in pursuit, including some at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and one at the ninth ….

Even these members of the Inner Sect would be hard pressed to get out alive under such circumstances.

When Du Lingfei spoke of Bai Xiaochun, they could feel how devoted and loyal he was. In fact, he was already the type of person who could be considered a Chosen One.

He has the option of escaping on his own, but instead returns to save his fellow disciple. He fought against an enemy far stronger than himself, then helped carry two of his wounded companions for over half a month, on a journey of nearly 5,000 kilometers.

In the end, he chose to sacrifice himself rather than his principles, all to give his fellow disciples a chance to come out alive. The result was that Du Lingfei could send his message. Were it not for that, the sect would probably not have learned about the Luochen Clan's treacherous act until it was too late.

It didn't take long before Bai Xiaochun's name took deep root in the hearts of the Inner Sect disciples. To them, he was extremely devoted and loyal, an elegant and even heroic man, someone with steel veins.

The people from the Hall of Court were completely shaken. Among their numbers was Qian Dajin, whose jaw dropped as he heard Du Lingfei's story. He could hardly believe that the Bai Xiaochun he was talking about was the same person in his mind. His impulsive plan earlier had made him nervous about a possible investigation on the part of the sect. Although he was not really sure that Bai Xiaochun was a small turtle, in his pettiness, he would rather kill the wrong person by accident than risk the right person escaping. At this moment, he heaved a sigh of relief. With Feng Yan dead, there could be no word out.

Even the iron-hearted Ouyang Jie, Daoist Jackal, could not help but respond to the story, and a ray of admiration appeared in his eyes. Considering the level of his cultivation base, he could tell at a glance that Du Lingfei had not fabricated a story; everything he said, though perhaps not entirely accurate, was the truth.

"The Spirit Stream Sect cannot allow such a disciple to perish in this place!" Ouyang Jie flicked his sleeve and immediately sent several hundred disciples to search for Hou Yunfei and Bai Xiaochun.

Li Qinghou slowly looked into the distance, his eyes were completely red, his heart bitter. Recalling what Bai Xiaochun had done here, Li Qinghou suddenly felt as if he was misjudging. At the same time, he knew that, given the situation, it was likely for Bai Xiaochun to come out alive.

"And I was the one who brought you to this sect ..." he thought. His murderous aura exploded with even more intensity. Taking a step forward, he utilized the few remaining teleportation powers to suddenly disappear towards the Luochen Clan.

Ouyang Jie sighed. After hearing Du Lingfei's story, he knew that the situation was not good for Bai Xiaochun. Flashing in motion, he gathered the remaining power and began another teleportation.

Layers of clouds were torn apart as the teleportation portal became a powerful attack with powerful heaven and earth energies. Alarm cries rang out within the mansion as spell formations descended upon it.

RUUUUUUUMBLE!

The spell formation landed, instantly shattering the limestone floor, turning it into ashes. The house itself collapsed into rubble.

The roar of anger echoed as many figures flew out, expressions of anger and despair on their faces.

The guardian stone lion and the fruit trees from the courtyard turned into puppets that instantly attacked. Li Qinghou was the first to make a move. He waved his sleeve, causing the lion to explode violently. As for the fruit trees, they trembled, and the fruits began to fall from their branches. However, even when the fruits ran away, they were crushed.

Rumbling resounded as the Spirit Sect's stream disciples unleashed mass destruction.

Li Qinghou shot towards the center of the destroyed Luochen Clan house. His right hand flickered with a spell motion, and he waved his finger, summoning a green fireball. His hair flew wildly about him as he sent fireballs hurtling towards the ground.

The fire erupted, smashing into the debris of the house and sweeping away. The handful of enemy cultivators who had attacked let out pitiful cries as they were instantly burned.

Next, Li Qinghou raised his right leg into the air and dropped it hard. The ground shattered, and a huge crack opened up, revealing the necropolis below.

At almost the same time, a blood vortex came out, followed by the Luochen Clan ancestor.

When the man saw Li Qinghou, his face was filled with a look of despair. The Spirit Stream Sect had arrived too suddenly. The spell formation he was working on was at a breaking point to complete, and if anyone else arrived, he might be able to delay them long enough. But suddenly, the ones who came were none other than Li Qinghou and Ouyang Jie!

The patriarch retreated, crying sadly, “Lare! Anyone who can escape, get out of here! ”

With a tremble, the cultivators of the Luochen Clan in the necropolis scattered in all directions. However, Ouyang Jie's face was expressionless as he waved his hand, sending the Inner Sect disciples chasing after them.

Li Qinghou's eyes locked onto Patriarch Luochen, and the blood lake that surrounded him. Ouyang Jie did the same, and then, flames of anger appeared in both men's eyes.

"You slaughtered an innocent human being?" Li Qinghou growled. "The sky cannot tolerate the existence of a clan like yours!" With that, he waved his sleeve, sending a sea of destructive flames out.

At the same time, terrifying screams began to appear as the disciples of the Spirit Stream Sect began to slaughter and destroy the cultivators of the Luochen Clan.

Two thousand people versus a few hundred.

Patriarch Luochen could only watch as everyone in his clan was killed, both descendants from his own bloodline, and members of other lineages. Screaming miserably, he fled at high speed in an attempt to escape.

However, at that moment, he was encompassed by Li Qinghou's sea of fire. His face was extremely gloomy, Li Qinghou clenched his hands.

THE RUMBLING!

Patriarch Luochen's scream grew stronger as he exploded into flames. His flesh and blood were burned, and in the blink of an eye, he became nothing more than ashes. Li Qinghou .... killed him with one strike!

When the surrounding Inner Sect disciples saw that, they gasped in shock. Even Ouyang Jie's eyes widened in astonishment.

As Li Qinghou floated there in midair, he waved his hand again, sending a sea of flames exploding again. The entire Luochen Clan was engulfed, and everything started to burn. Li Qinghou looked into the distance, his expression somewhat sad.

Sighing, he said, "Bai Xiaochun, I, Li Qinghou .. have let down your Bai Clan." In his bitterness, he flew into the distance. He was unwilling to entrust Bai Xiaochun's search to others. If there was even the slightest hope that he was still alive, he himself would look for him.

Li Qinghou left, flames soaring high into the sky behind him. As for the Inner Sect disciples, expressions of excitement began to appear on their faces. Now, more than ever, they realized how powerful and noble their sect was.