blenderwars Chapter 265 Earth Immortal Falls, Coming From The West With An Axe!
Chapter 265 Earth Immortal Falls, Coming From The West With An Axe!
Chapter 265: Earth Immortal Falls, An Axe Comes from the West!
The setting sun was blood-red, and the twilight grew thicker.
Inside the Demon-Sealing City, it was very quiet.
The majority of people had been taken into the spatial treasures of the various Immortal Gates.
Several crabapple trees on the street corner swayed in the wind, and the petals falling from the branches seemed to be burning.
The elders holding various Law Treasures gathered around the Black Tower, continuously breathing and restoring their own mana and condition.
Hundreds of figures emerged from the other side of the Jade Balance Grotto-Heaven's Ark, without stopping, and went straight into the Spirit Tower of the Shu Mountain Immortal Gate.
Not long after, they came out of the tower and entered the Seven Treasures Grotto-Heaven of the Dragon and Tiger Grotto-Heaven.
The Suwen Immortal Gate was one of the 108 Grotto-Heaven Blessed Lands, and it was a rare Grotto-Heaven force known for its medical skills. Although there were more female disciples in the sect, not all of them were female.
Although the disciples in the sect were not strong, they were highly respected.
The battles of the ordinary disciples and cultivators had already ended, and their busy work was just beginning.
They continuously entered the various Law Treasure spaces to treat the injured cultivators.
Accompanying them were many young people who volunteered and had some knowledge of alchemy and medical skills.
Qin Guangling was also among them.
Although he didn't have much knowledge of medical skills, the Sound Lineage had many spiritual tunes, which greatly enhanced the healing effect and had a significant effect.
"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Qin!" A young girl wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at Qin Guangling with a special radiance in her eyes.
Qin Guangling's breath was slightly panting. Playing the music frequently consumed a lot of his energy, but he still maintained his usual elegance and calmness, smiling and saying, "You've also worked hard, Junior Zhou!"
The girl's eyes curved like a crescent moon, and her round face had two dimples, making her smile very beautiful.
Qin Guangling played the zither again.
The melody of this piece was melodious and soothing, bringing comfort to people's hearts, and even the speed of mana recovery increased.
The disciples of the Suwen Immortal Gate busily sat down near him, adjusting their state.
The music came to an end.
Qin Guangling slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of worry in his expression, looking up at the high place in the void.
His cultivation was still far from being able to see the battlefield there.
When Gong Shangyu left, he happened to be helping with rescuing people, so he didn't know that his master had already left.
But for some reason, a wave of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart.
His heart was restless, and there were obvious flaws in the music he just played.
It shouldn't be anything serious, right?
He thought so, but the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.
Junior Zhou blinked her big eyes, very clever, and asked with concern, "Senior Qin, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Guangling turned his head and looked into her eyes.
His face suddenly changed.
There was a light in those eyes, extremely dazzling, dazzling, like the sun, but not the radiance that naturally belonged to a young girl.
A shooting star fell from the void.
Burning fiercely, the endless sparks formed a long tail flame, looking like a wingless phoenix, illuminating the entire sky.
At the same time, it illuminated countless eyes looking up at the sky.
Qin Guangling suddenly stood up, the uneasiness in his heart reached its peak. He looked into the distance, his heart pounding like a drum. Before he could speak, two tears had already fallen down his cheeks.
"Master..."
He murmured, his eyes shimmering, his voice trembling.
He was no longer elegant, suddenly bursting into loud sobs, making his handsome face look ugly.
No one looks good when crying.
...
The Three Purities Immortal Gate had been deserted for a long time.
Since several months ago, the various Immortal Gates began to prepare for the construction of the Demon-Sealing City for the upcoming war, and more than 90% of the disciples in the sect were transferred to the East Sea.
Almost all that remained were young disciples who had just joined the sect.
There were also some elders from various peaks responsible for maintaining the daily operation of the Three Purities Immortal Gate.
The various peaks were cold and desolate.
The sound of birdsong was clear and crisp.
Suddenly, from between two peaks, a mournful and sorrowful ape cry sounded, breaking the quiet atmosphere.
Soon, more and more ape cries appeared.
One... Two... Five...
Spread across the mountains and plains.
The sound is alarming!
Finally, it turned into a bell toll, echoing throughout the Thirty-Six Peaks.
Many young disciples looked towards the mountains in confusion, not understanding what was happening.
Some disciples who had been in the sect for some time recalled the words passed down by their masters and thought of a possibility, their faces changing.
On Dragon Head Peak.
Xiao Qingyu walked into an ancient hall and looked at the densely packed soul tablets on the incense table, a sorrowful expression appearing in his beautiful eyes.
Crack!
A soul tablet shattered.
...
The Demon Suppression City fell completely silent.
Even the wind ceased to blow.
Rows of cherry blossom trees in the city swayed gently in the evening sun, with red light flickering like silent flames, resembling a grand and solemn funeral.
Countless people stared at the shooting stars in the sky, lost in thought.
The First Seat of the Three Purities Sound Lineage has fallen in battle!
The air was filled with a sense of sorrow.
Wang Xiu emerged from the mist and gazed at the stars in the sky, his expression serious. He performed the disciple's salute and said, "Farewell... Senior Palace Master!"
Swoosh!
Figures flew out one after another, their faces filled with sorrow. They lined up neatly and bowed, saying, "Farewell, Senior Palace Master!"
"Farewell, First Seat!"
"..."
They were all disciples of the Three Purities.
Soon, other disciples from the Immortal Gate joined in, their hearts heavy as they performed the disciple's salute and bowed deeply.
The battle in the void continued.
But this world fell into silence.
Only Qin Guangling wailed and wept.
Ji Zidian, Li Zuoyue, and others walked up to him, wanting to comfort him but not knowing how to speak.
Wang Xiu said, "Let Senior Qin be alone for a while!"
Gong Shangyu was one of the strongest of the previous generation of the Three Purities Immortal Gate. He had endured the darkest period of the Three Purities Immortal Gate together with Zhuo Canglang and others.
His cultivation had long reached the peak of Saint Manifestation.
Coupled with the inheritance of the powerful Three Purities Sound Scripture, his combat power was astonishing. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a half-step Earth Immortal.
But in that level of battlefield, a half-step Earth Immortal... was still not a true Earth Immortal.
The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix was a forbidden melody of the Sound Lineage. Any cultivation technique that had this forbidden word added to it often meant that there was a huge price to pay behind it in order to obtain the desired power.
And that price was one's life!
His accumulation was not comparable to Zhuo Canglang's, making it difficult for him to imitate him and transcend his tribulation on the spot.
He could only burn himself in this way, exchanging his own life for a short-term surge in combat power.
Only then could he play a role in that kind of battlefield.
From the moment he stepped forward, he knew his fate and faced death calmly, just to bring a glimmer of hope to the battlefield in the void.
Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain, as the Demon Race also lost an Emperor.
...
"Sometimes, I really can't understand the thoughts of your human race!"
The Night Emperor's voice was cold as he stared at Zhuo Canglang and the others who were confronting him from a distance. He said, "Your cultivation is not easy. You finally have the opportunity to transcend, but now you have to die for a group of lowly ants! Is it worth it?"
These people before him were all the top powerhouses of the human race.
As long as they were willing to retreat and not care about those weak burdens, no matter which world they went to, they could live extremely freely.
They even had the hope of becoming immortals, immortal and indestructible.
But now, they were fighting to prevent them from leaving Sea Demon Island, here in a life-and-death battle.
They were willing to die, willing to sever their path.
Just like those people back then.
And now, this group of people was the same.
Zhuo Canglang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his body emitting a strong immortal light. He said, "There is no such thing as worth or not worth it. We just don't want to sever our roots!"
The human race is our root!
Without roots, we are like floating duckweed!
The Night Emperor said, "Cultivation is about constantly transcending, transcending one's origins, transcending one's race, transcending everything! Every race should be like this. You have too many attachments, no wonder you can't go far!"
Zhuo Canglang said, "The path to enlightenment is long and treacherous, like walking through a vast ocean. If one does not have something to hold onto and frequently looks back, the deeper they go, the easier it is to lose oneself. If even the sense of self is lost, what is the point of cultivating this path?"
Night Emperor remained silent for a moment and said, "It seems that neither of us can convince the other."
Zhuo Canglang replied, "It has always been this way."
Different paths cannot be conspired together, nor is there a need to conspire further.
The battle has never stopped, not even for a moment.
Even during their conversation, the surrounding divine light and demonic energy continued to intertwine and fight!
The terrifying waves of energy shattered the void.
Even a slight transmission of these waves was enough to tear apart the entire world.
...
This war is destined to be relentless.
The Demon Race has already sacrificed almost all of their beings. If they cannot quickly eliminate these troublesome humans, there will be new variables at any moment.
What if the other states of the Divine State continent send reinforcements?
Before invading this realm, they had a thorough understanding of this world.
They knew that although the regions were vast and the distances were great, even with teleportation arrays, it still took a considerable amount of time.
Moreover, each region had its own problems to face.
For example, the Northern Region was constantly on guard against the Northern Snow Demon Clan.
In recent years, the Western Buddhist Gate, such as the Mado Temple, the Thunder Sound Temple, and the Heavenly Dragon Temple, have been engaged in conflicts over faith, and their positions are no longer as stable as before.
The Eastern Wilderness is the territory of the Monster Race, so there is no need to discuss it.
Even in the Central Region, which is known as the most prosperous, there have been numerous spatial rifts in recent years, often facing attacks from beings from outside the realm.
But no matter what, as long as the human race is given enough time, there will always be variables.
The Demon Race cannot accept such variables.
Because they have no retreat.
...
The human race cannot retreat either.
The seal has been lifted, and once these ten or so Demon Emperors enter the Divine State, the consequences will be unimaginable.
They are also not capable of setting up another formation to seal these Demon Emperors.
So there will be no confrontation.
There will be no pulling and tugging.
Even if it means sacrificing oneself, one must complete the task!
This issue has already been discussed clearly in the high-level meeting of the Immortal Alliance organization before coming.
Gong Shangyu's sacrifice has truly escalated this war.
Dao Xuan Perfected Being, Bai Fa Zhang Yang, with the Town Demon Tower emitting mottled immortal light on top of his head, grandly and mightily, countless chaotic qi pouring down, suppressing the void, with terrifying power.
Long Hu Old Celestial flicked his dust lightly, forming immortal light bursting out, turning into thousands of thunder lights, condensing thunderous might, suppressing evil spirits, engaging in a back-and-forth battle with the Demon Emperor on the opposite side.
Snow Ancestor stood proudly in the void, her snow-white hair flowing like a waterfall, her jade legs slender and straight, emitting a shimmering jade light.
Symbols filled the sky as she raised her hand, an unimaginable cold wave enveloping this world, emitting a thick ice-blue immortal light, like the Moon Palace Fairy, standing there with a pair of thin as cicada wings ice wings on her back, stirring the air, sweeping through like a dragon with wind and snow.
This void trembled, seemingly unable to withstand the power of their attacks.
They are strong, but the Demon Race is not weak, even stronger.
Night Emperor's wide cloak was casually thrown out, turning into a night sky, enveloping several people, dense black light falling on those Earth Immortals, like a curse, maggots on their bones, instantly causing their faces to change drastically, their immortal light contaminated, and their aura fluctuating greatly.
The enchanting Demon Race Empress had a graceful figure, with slender jade legs, dressed extremely revealingly, only a few thin jade belts covering a few areas, half-covered and half-exposed, making people's blood boil!
She danced among the immortals.
Very gentle, silent, but it was like a lover whispering in one's ear, teasing one's heartstrings, making people itch and unable to bear it.
With her dance steps, a faint sound echoed in everyone's hearts, unable to be severed.
This is a type of soul attack, even more dangerous than ordinary soul attacks. One careless move will result in sinking into it, even Earth Immortals will find it difficult to extricate themselves.
Bone Dragon Emperor, with a body length of over ten thousand zhang, fought against the powerful Earth Immortals of the Grotto-Heaven.
This Earth Immortal stepped on the void, his figure soaring, reaching several thousand zhang, his physical strength astonishing, like a giant who opened heaven and earth, his blood and qi surging like a long river, as if a single breath could destroy stars.
But he was entangled by the Bone Dragon Emperor, tightly bound, unable to break free, cracks appeared on his body, reaching a dangerous point.
...
The battle situation is becoming increasingly tense.
The situation is tense.
A major disaster could erupt at any moment.
Boom!
The huge demonic butterfly lightly flapped its wings, its voice sharp, unimaginable demonic patterns covering the void. When it touched a powerful Earth Immortal, their expression suddenly changed, strange long hair grew on their body. This is a curse, a deadly curse, constantly corroding their body.
I am about to fully resolve this strangeness.
Suddenly, I was attacked from behind by a black shadow, my body shattered, and I fell down.
Golden blood fell into the void.
A meteor streaked across the sky.
The world was illuminated.
But everyone's eyes were filled with gloom.
"Oh no! Elder Qingyuan has also been defeated!"
"What should we do now?"
"..."
Everyone's faces changed. They were already at a disadvantage and barely holding on, and now they had suffered further losses!
Dugu Qingqian suddenly contracted her pupils and shouted, "Be careful!"
In the void.
Huozu stood amidst endless flames, joining forces with Zhuo Canglang and others to confront the Night Emperor.
Facing such a powerful opponent, they were under immense pressure, their spirits completely tense.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared beneath his feet.
Like a shadow under a lamp.
Emitting an extremely cold chill.
Huozu's heart skipped a beat, sensing an unprecedented sense of danger. He flashed and disappeared from his original position.
Puff!
A light sound.
Accompanied by a muffled groan.
Huozu appeared in the distance, his face pale. A pitch-black dagger was embedded in his left shoulder, piercing through it. Fresh blood flowed, emitting a corrosive demonic aura. His entire being exuded a defeated aura.
A look of unwillingness appeared in his eyes as he unleashed a torrential flame, but the shadow instantly evaded it.
Under the cover of night, a figure appeared, indifferent and cold, with a cruel gaze fixed on Huozu.
It was the Emperor of the Shadow Demon Race.
The faces of everyone present immediately changed.
Huozu was also taken aback. What should he do now?
Could it be that he was really going to be defeated today?
Boom!
Just then, thunderclouds filled the sky, and a terrifying aura of calamity rose.
The void was torn apart.
A sword light forcefully broke through, traversing thousands of miles, slashing towards the Emperor of Shadows.
That person had flowing robes, slender jade legs, and a heroic and cool demeanor. Her pretty face was filled with anger. It was Dugu Qingqian.
At this moment, her aura was astonishing.
Clearly, she was imitating Zhuo Canglang, undergoing Transcending Tribulation on the spot to ascend to the rank of Earth Immortal.
"Dugu Shimei? What are you doing?" Zhuo Canglang sensed it and his expression changed slightly.
He had clearly asked Dugu Qingqian to stay outside, just in case, so as not to have everyone fall into a trap.
"Sorry, Shixiong! I'm not the kind of person who can just stand by and watch! That woman named Luo is still alive, and having her outside is enough..." Dugu Qingqian's voice was cold, and her body exuded an unmatched sharpness. The boundless Sword Intent turned into a vast ocean, enveloping her. Wherever she went, cracks appeared in the void, creating a terrifying scene.
The Emperor of Shadows frowned slightly, sensing the situation, and sneered, "Do you think I am one of those waste who have just entered the realm of Demon Emperor? Even if you have not reached the realm of Earth Immortal... what can you do?"
He was extremely powerful and confident.
Because his strength was not much weaker than that of the Night Emperor.
He was also a top existence in the Demon Race.
Even when facing many experienced Earth Immortals, he could easily overwhelm them.
That being said, he did not underestimate his opponent and had no intention of letting Dugu Qingqian successfully undergo Transcending Tribulation, which would only cause more trouble.
He flicked his wrist, and several demonic shadows pierced through the air, eerie and elusive, creating an infernal hell. In an instant, thousands of arrows accompanied by dense demonic energy shot towards Dugu Qingqian.
The void that enveloped Dugu Qingqian was unavoidable.
Just then.
A huge crack appeared in the void, filled with chaotic energy. Heavenly light poured down, and an unimaginable sharpness descended, instantly splitting the infernal hell in half.
The Emperor of Shadows' pupils contracted as he looked intently.
It was a gigantic axe, coming from the west, like the Axe of Opening Heaven, carrying an ancient flavor, cutting through nothingness.
One side was engraved with the character "virtue."
The other side was engraved with the character "ritual."
(End of this chapter)