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Chapter 295: The Deadline of Death
Chapter 295: The Deadline of Death
Inside the Third Herb Valley.
Gu An and Anxin stood in a garden, with Gu An giving instructions on what to plant next. Anxin listened attentively.
Suddenly, the voice of Death Immortal rang out.
He was actually planning to send someone to destroy a realm every day!
Anxin didn't have time to think further. A terrifying sword intent descended, causing her face to pale.
The once bustling herb valley instantly fell silent.
Anxin felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe, her face growing even paler.
A hand suddenly pressed on her shoulder, making her heart skip a beat. Before she could react, the pressure on her body vanished.
She instinctively turned her head and, upon seeing her master’s hand, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Master, could they be targeting our continent?" Anxin asked cautiously.
No matter how carefree she usually was, the prospect of death still terrified her.
Death Immortal’s words, combined with the sudden sword intent, clearly indicated that the first continent to be targeted was their own.
Gu An took a deep breath, feigning calmness, and said, "I'm not sure. Let's go back to the house. We are in the TaiXuan Sect, and such a calamity is beyond our concern. Whether we live or die, we leave it to fate."
Anxin wanted to speak but was pulled away by Gu An.
A voice echoed within the herb valley:
"Amitabha!"
With Shenshinzi's words, everyone in the herb valley felt a weight lifted off their shoulders. Disciples rushed toward the tower complex.
Rumble—
The ground trembled as the TaiXuan Sect activated the protective array. A golden light barrier rose from all directions.
By the time Gu An and Anxin reached the tower, Ji Xiaoyu had already stepped out. She looked toward the sky, the red pattern between her brows starting to emit a faint flame.
Seeing this, Gu An quickly approached her and asked, "You weren't scared just now, right?"
After Gu An blocked her view, Ji Xiaoyu’s pattern returned to normal, her gaze as clear as before. She nodded and said, "No, it seems Death Immortal is targeting the continent, probably because of Fudao Sword Venerable’s actions a few years ago."
Gu An comforted her, "Don't worry too much. Their actions show that Fudao Sword Venerable is still alive. You help me watch over the herb valley, I need to go to the Mystic Valley."
With that, Gu An quickly walked toward the teleportation array.
Ji Xiaoyu watched Gu An’s back, wanting to say something but unable to find the words. For some reason, this scene felt familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
Gu An swiftly arrived at the Mystic Valley, where he saw that Lu Jiuji had already begun instructing the disciples to take shelter. He nodded silently in approval.
Taking advantage of no one noticing, he quickly entered the forest, pretending to inspect the herbs.
"Are you not afraid of death? Concerning your flowers and plants at a time like this, you must be sick."
Jiang Qiong’s voice came from behind. Gu An turned to see her approaching with a troubled expression.
She looked at Gu An and complained, "Now, even if I wanted to escape, I couldn’t. Let’s just wait to die."
She could feel the sword intent rapidly approaching. Even if she tried to escape now, it might be too late to reach the Nether Path.
Squatting on the ground, Gu An couldn’t help but punch the grass and then grab a handful of leaves, standing up with a look of frustration.
Seeing his expression, Jiang Qiong laughed and teased, "What? Scared?"
Gu An tossed the leaves forward, as if venting his frustration. He then turned to face Jiang Qiong and said, "I’m not afraid, but I find this contemptuous attitude toward life too despicable."
Jiang Qiong fell silent and then said, "Let’s go into the Eight Scenic Caverns."
Gu An nodded and followed her up the mountain.
Jiang Qiong didn’t notice the leaves Gu An had tossed flying back into the air, each leaf trembling.
After they entered the entrance of the Eight Scenic Caverns, the leaves finally disappeared in the forest.
...
In front of the Spirit Suppressing Pagoda, tens of thousands of Great Cold Demon Sect cultivators hovered in the air, their gazes fixed on the sword-wielding Qingxin Venerable.
"Such a refined sword intent, Senior Brother Qingxin’s Upper Mystic Sword Dao has reached perfection."
"Indeed, he seems powerful enough to sweep through the heavens and the Immortal Realm."
"Senior Brother Bai Hong was defeated by Senior Brother Qingxin a thousand years ago, it’s said."
"The founder of the Upper Mystic Sword Dao, Upper Mystic Ancestor, has long since ascended to the Holy Realm. In ten thousand years, only Senior Uncle Qingxin has achieved such a level in the Upper Mystic Sword Dao."
"This sword, everyone should watch carefully. It’s a rare sight."
The Great Cold Demon Sect’s high-ranking cultivators chattered, mostly in light-hearted conversation.
Even though they knew that Venerable Bai Hong had fallen, they weren’t panicked. With so many of them and four Transcendent Immortals as their backing, how could they possibly die?
Qingxin Venerable held his sword upright before him, the blade separating his eyes.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his pupils turning green.
As soon as he opened his eyes, his sword intent erupted, silencing the surrounding noise.
Everyone’s attention shifted to Qingxin Venerable, whose gaze turned cold as he immediately swung his sword.
The sword light flashed, piercing through the heavens and seas, even illuminating the rolling clouds in the sky.
As Qingxin Venerable swung his sword, his sword intent transformed into a terrifying sword aura, rushing forward. His pupils suddenly shrank.
It was then that they saw green light points in his pupils, rapidly growing larger.
From the onlookers' perspective, Qingxin Zhenren's sword slashed out a terrifying sword qi that stretched for thousands of miles, resembling a crescent moon sweeping across the sky.
Just then, several green beams shot from the horizon at an even faster speed, so fast that no one could react in time.
A loud boom resounded!
The sword qi was dispelled, and Qingxin Zhenren's eyes widened as a green light appeared before him in an instant.
Time seemed to freeze, and he saw a leaf within the green light!
The leaf, carrying the terrifying sword qi, struck directly, shattering Qingxin Zhenren's physical body and annihilating his soul.
It wasn't just one leaf; there were over a dozen, each annihilating a high-ranking cultivator of the Great Cold Demon Sect, causing the Soul Suppressing Tower to tremble violently.
Four Immortal Xian, known as Death Immortals, appeared out of nowhere, swiftly forming a vast protective barrier to shield all the surrounding disciples.
Silence!
The heavens and earth quickly fell into a profound silence, and all the disciples of the Great Cold Demon Sect trembled in fear, their previous relaxed demeanor vanished.
The Death Immortal turned his head and saw leaves embedded in various parts of the Soul Suppressing Tower, causing his pupils to constrict.
Leaves...
The attack had been too fast, so fast that by the time they reacted, over a dozen disciples were already dead, all of them Celestial Flying Immortals.
The red-robed woman, who had been urging the Death Immortal to speed up, was now speechless, even as a powerful Immortal Xian, her heart was filled with dread.
The opponent's attack had been too swift, and they had just lost disciples right under their noses!
It was as if they had been slapped in the face, leaving a burning sensation.
...
Gu An followed Jiang Qiong into the Eight Scenic Cavern, with life span notifications constantly popping up in his vision.
This attack had successfully stolen 430,000 years of life span!
Gu An hadn't used his full strength, but it was enough to terrify Death Immortal and the others. If they could call for a stronger existence, they should do so now; if they couldn't, then even if they abandoned their plans to exterminate this region, Gu An wouldn't let them off easily.
The hundred-year deadline set by Death Immortal had become Gu An's death sentence in his mind.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Qiong exclaimed in surprise, sensing the terrifying sword intent suddenly disappear.
Gu An followed up, asking, "Did we escape a calamity?"
Jiang Qiong replied without turning her head, "Hard to say."
The two of them arrived under the ancient vine tree, and Jiang Qiong began setting up an array. Gu An asked her what she was doing.
"The smaller the array's range, the stronger its protective power. I want to see if we can escape this calamity. It's like a gamble; if it doesn't work, we'll be dead anyway, so there's no point in worrying about it," Jiang Qiong casually replied, leaving Gu An in a mix of amusement and exasperation.
Meanwhile, the entire continent was in a state of tension.
Even with the sword intent gone, the hearts of the continent's beings remained taut and couldn't relax immediately.
Many beings began to flee, and Gu An even sensed numerous auras flying out of the TaiXuan Gate, all in groups, as families and clans evacuated.
Inside the Third Medicine Valley.
Ji Hantian quickly landed, found Ji Xiaoyu, and the two of them talked in the room.
"I'm not leaving," Ji Xiaoyu said expressionlessly.
Ji Hantian was immediately angered upon hearing this, but for some reason, looking at Ji Xiaoyu, he thought of his descendant with the same name.
Though the two women had different appearances, the expression she displayed now made him feel as if they were the same person.
Ji Hantian's anger dissipated significantly, and he said earnestly, "Regardless of whether Death Immortal has chosen this continent, the dangers we will face will only increase. The Ji family must preserve its lineage. Why must you stay here?"
Ji Xiaoyu looked at him and said, "Someone has to stay behind. I can give my quota to someone else. Besides, where can we escape to?"
Ji Hantian felt his chest tighten in anger. Years ago, he had tried to keep another Ji Xiaoyu, but failed. Now, he wanted this Ji Xiaoyu to leave, but it wasn't working.
He couldn't understand why these descendants always went against him, even though he was doing it for their own good.
"Time is running out. Hurry and go persuade the other clan members," Ji Xiaoyu reminded him.
Ji Hantian glared at her and left immediately.
Ji Xiaoyu wasn't his direct descendant, so he could only persuade, not force her to leave.
After Ji Hantian left, Ji Xiaoyu thought for a moment and then stepped out of her room.
She walked to the courtyard and looked up at the sky, seeing numerous cultivators flying over the Medicine Valley, unsure if they were fleeing or preparing for battle.
"The Great Cold Demon Sect..."
Ji Xiaoyu murmured to herself, with the Dao pattern between her brows emitting thin threads of flame once more.
Time passed in the panic and fear of all beings.
The masses were in agony and anxiety.
It wasn't until an hour later that the tense atmosphere began to ease.
Elder Lu looked at Shenxinzi and asked, "Senior, were we not chosen?"
The other disciples also looked at Shenxinzi, whose origins were mysterious, but who was highly respected by the TaiXuan Gate's upper echelons. Such an existence would certainly see further than they did.
Shenxinzi frowned and looked toward the horizon, saying, "We were indeed not chosen..."
At these words, all the disciples were overjoyed.
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