They walked towards where the sounds were coming from. With each step, the voices could not be more clearer as they drew nearer. The younger voice spoke again, "But this magical field has been here for thousands of years... I'm afraid... Wait, Teacher! There's somebody!"
As they came closer, Xiao Chen saw not far away two men, one with white hair and beard that reached down his shoulders, clad in robes of green while another, a tall and fair-looking young man. From the looks of it, they have both suffered burns with charred spots and blackened patches sprinkled all around their clothes.
"What have we here! Master Liku! Of all places, I do not expect to meet you here!" Zi Mo barked jeeringly.
The elderly man turned, the tails of his teal robes rippling as he spun so quickly with surprise. He looked intently, but for a brief few seconds he could not quite recognize us, although he could feel that the powers of the newcomers were nowhere below
"Very well, boy! For one thousand years, I have never set eyes upon one welcomes Death as much as you! Very well, I yield!" Li Xie, in the guise of a young boy, appeared out of nowhere, his lips curling into a crooked smile. With a wave of his arm, the Flames of the Southern Vermillion Bird were all magically drawn into the voluminous folds of his sleeves as if a vortex was hidden within his crimson-red robes. "Congratulations, Young Master Xiao. I must tender my admiration for your skills and so much more for your courage," Liku Zi's voice resounded from where he stood. He promptly looked at Yu Wenmu beside him and beckoned, "Let us go now, my boy." Zi Mo left the cave quickly with his two companions in tow. With the state of his health failing, Xiao Chen fell into a deep sleep as soon as they had left. It took another further two days of rest until he finally showed signs of recovering. But he was still slumbering came the mo
The forces of the Orthodox Path had been divided into three with Fenglan, Zi Mo and Qingfeng led one of the detachments towards the center of the Ridge where the fighting was the fiercest. Xiao Chen was attacking from the air with the Sword of the Vermilion Bird, sending jets of flames wherever he could with the versatility of the sword's attacks, with Qingluan and Ziyun'er guarding his rear. The battle had barely begun and the defenders of the Sect were beaten back with countless of their Corpse Puppets destroyed or torched and just as many acolytes and disciples dead or wounded. The Great Immortal beheld the catastrophe now befalling the stronghold of his order with a pained grimace on his face. He bit the tip of his lips and spit some Essence Blood on his palm, using it to cast some strange spells. Strange, unnatural winds began to blow and innumerable wraiths materialized, dashing towards Xiao Chen, deflecting the bolts and jets of fire that he cast.
Ta… Ta… Ta… The footsteps reverberated like drums, growing louder and louder as the mysterious person drew closer to the entrance. Everyone tensed like a nocked arrow, keeping their eyes intently on the entrance, trying hard not to blink while waiting for the person to emerge. A gust of cold wind issued from inside the cave, gushing out like a burst of wraiths and apparition that made goose pimples oozed on everyone's skin. Even the sky seemed to darken with flat, dark nimbuses massing overhead. Ta… Ta… Ta… Xiao Chen stifled a shiver as he readied himself to see who it was coming. His heart was shaking with every nerve and muscle in him taut beyond imagination. He could hardly even move. He kept his eyes peeled on the entrance like everyone else and he glimpsed a silhouette surfacing out of the darkness. Everyone's breaths held like forever when the person finally stopped at the entrance of the cave. What remained
"W-what the... IMPOSSIBLE!" From all quarters, the forces of the Orthodox Path or the Corpse Refinery Sect alike, breathes were drawn and shocked and surprised gasps could be heard rising like the rustling a storm. The Xiao Chen who was dead is now standing again! What was more, the wounds on him were healing at a visible and yet unbelievable rate! No one could ever believe their eyes at what was happening. Everyone was astonished; Zuoqiu Yang, Xiaoyue, and the others, especially Xiaoyue. The color of her face seemed to have utterly drained as she felt herself convulsing violently as if she had witnessed her greatest fear coming true... "Junior Brother!" Luo Shangyan screamed, surprised, and exuberant. Beads of tears still hung from the ends of her eyelashes. Yu Yifeng was wearing a bewildered look, flustered beyond words. Xiao Chen got up and walked past them, gently giving them a push to his back, "Stay back." Yu Yifeng recov
The valley rocked endlessly. The surging vital force between heaven and earth went to the valley with great vigor and gathered there. At this moment, Xiao Chen was emitting waves of white radiance like a god descending to the world. Everyone in the valley was struck dumb with amazement. Red Sleeve's expression continually changed, but her eyes still looked quite cold. "How, how is it possible that you..." In mid-air, the Sword of the Vermillion Bird also started to vibrate, whistling continuously. Xiao Chen's eyes were as bright as lightning. He stretched out and caught the Sword of the Vermillion Bird that flew toward him. By moving his feet a little, he instantly arrived before Red Sleeve. "Whoosh!" The whole body of the Sword of the Vermillion Bird directly passed through her chest, bringing out a long string of spurting blood. This sword strike was so fast that everyone could not see it at all. Since this sword strike had gathered the Yang Qi between
The man in white robe held Yu Yifeng with his arms and landed lightly on the ground. He had a supermundane appearance, like an immortal. On his back was a cyan sword case. There was a Tai Ji pattern printed on the sword case. 10cm below the pattern was the word "Kunlun"(in seal character). The person who came was Tianyi Zi, the Sect Leader of Kunlun. Tianyi Zi looked at Yu Yifeng, who was in his arms, frowning a little. Then, the expression in his eyes changed a little bit. Finally, he shook his head and uttered a sigh. "Master!" At this time, six more beams of sword radiance fell from the sky. Two young girls in snow-white clothes and four green-clothed young men carrying long swords on their backs were coming. The others also came over. No matter it was Perfected Immortal Feng Lan or seniors from other sects, all of them looked at Tianyi Zi with respect at this moment. Perfected Immortal Qing Chen's hands trembl
"Thus... I created the Corpse Refinery Sect!" Her cold voice reverberated in the empty valley, and everyone was shocked. This fact that she said had never occurred to them. The dozens of people hiding in the dark were even more shocked. Red Sleeve sneered twice and continued, "At that time, I only took in homeless persons who had been severely bullied and had heavy Rancorous Qi initially. I lied to them, telling them that the Corpse Refinery Sect came down from ancient times. They believed it..." "Later, more and more people joined the sect, so I set the rules of the sect. I would take the soul of anyone who made a mistake. Of course, I exchanged these souls with the Administration of Heaven for my soul..." "Then I convinced them that the Administration of Heaven bounded the Corpse Refinery Sect. But as long as one Divine Corpse woke up, the sect could break away from the Administration of Heaven. They believed all that I said.
Before everyone realized what was happening, Xiao Chen already jumped up and hung in the air. He kept waving his arms and projecting Mystic Power into all directions. It seemed like he was creating some kind of formation, but he was not. It was a Yin-gathering Formation that Red Sleeve had created here well in advance. Now he was just using it. Dark clouds gathered here with howls and wails. Suddenly Red Sleeve's face turned pale and she was about to attack Xiao Chen. Seeing the sharp changes in her face, everyone was all but convinced. It turned out that what Su Lianyue had said was true. Tianyi Zi moved his body and pushed her back. All the people from Orthodox Path were working together. They had to exert themselves and even sacrifice themselves to buy Xiao Chen some time! Dark clouds kept gathering and there came howls and wails. They were formed by the Rancorous Qi of people who died in Miasma Mountain Range in thousands of years.