Chapter 67: Gentlemen, Will You Aid Me?

Chapter 67: Gentlemen, Will You Aid Me?

Fifty miles from Green Mountain Village, in a temple.

Xuan Qingzi stood at the temple gate, gazing into the distant horizon.

In the farthest reaches of the sky, a searing light exploded, sending waves of terrifying energy rippling in all directions.

"It's begun."

Xuan Qingzi murmured softly, his expression unchanged.

He had known that Su Changqing and the others would face calamity on their journey. What he hadn't expected was the extent of the danger.

Even from such a great distance, he could still feel the chilling aura.

"Even a Near-Emperor has joined the fray."

Xuan Qingzi's brows furrowed. He wasn't sure if Su Changqing and the others would return safely.

Just as he was filled with worry, a brilliant golden light pierced through the heavens from the deepest reaches of the sky.

"That's—"

Xuan Qingzi's gaze sharpened, but before he could observe further, a golden gleam flashed on a nearby green stone.

His expression changed as he turned to look. On the stone was a divination symbol left by Su Changqing.

Xuan Qingzi's face flickered with various emotions as he produced three ancient copper coins in his hand.

As he traced intricate seals with his fingertips, the symbol on the green stone came to life, striking the copper coins.

Clang.

A clear ringing sound echoed as Xuan Qingzi looked down, his eyes suddenly glowing brightly.

"A Near-Emperor has joined, yet the result is—"

"A great omen of good fortune!"

...

At the border between the Southern and Western Regions.

A deafening roar shook the heavens and earth. The sky shattered, and the ground crumbled, creating countless chasms where mountains once stood.

Three figures, resembling gods and demons, stood deep in the sky, their fierce battle causing the heavens to weep.

Suddenly, a pitch-black spear, covered in Dao patterns, grew to a colossal size and swept across the sky!

Boom!

Two figures were instantly slammed into the ground like meteors, creating a deep, bottomless crater.

"Spit!"

The two figures spat out large amounts of blood, then rose into the air again, their faces filled with grave concern and fear as they looked at the god-like man before them.

"Kasyapa, do you think that with the help of the Heavenly Martial Sect, you can act recklessly in my Southern Region?"

Su Nan, holding the imperial weapon, the Great Azure Spear, sneered at the two.

"Who gave you the courage to attack my Su family?"

"Are you tired of living?"

The overwhelming aura of a peak Near-Emperor spread, and the Great Azure Spear danced through the sky.

Kasyapa and Zhao Shanke retreated, not daring to face his might.

"What does the Western Region intend? To attack the Su family?"

Zhao Shanke looked at Kasyapa with fear.

Kasyapa had invited him to merely hold Su Nan back for a moment, not to attack the Su family.

He thought it would be a simple task and a chance to vent his frustrations after Wu Jiuling's departure.

But he hadn't expected Su Nan to become even stronger. Even with Kasyapa's help, they were being pushed back by Su Nan alone.

If anything happened to the Su family, with Su Nan's erratic and unpredictable nature, it is highly likely that the Heavenly Martial Sect would face significant turmoil and potentially be torn apart. Su Nan's volatile personality could lead to impulsive decisions and actions, especially if the Su family encounters a crisis or faces a significant challenge.

Kasyapa clasped his hands together, not answering, but his bloodied lips curved as he looked at Su Nan.

"Su Nan, the Heavenly Martial Sect and I are not your match, but you cannot kill us."

"Why don't we declare a truce? Once Fanyin returns, we will leave and come to apologize another day."

Kasyapa thought this would throw Su Nan into a state of confusion.

But Su Nan merely laughed indifferently, his eyes filled with deep meaning as he looked at Kasyapa.

"Do you think Fanyin will return alive?"

Kasyapa's face paled instantly.

Before he could ask anything, both Zhao Shanke and Su Nan sensed a change in the distant sky.

Although the Forbidden Abyss was extremely far away, with their cultivation, they could still detect a special aura rising to the heavens.

"That's—"

After a moment, they all perceived the majestic and noble wave, and their pupils constricted.

"The will of an Emperor!"

...

At the entrance to the Void Forbidden Abyss.

The calm sky above suddenly tore apart, and two figures stepped out, their overwhelming righteous energy overshadowing the sky.

"Teacher, is Changqing alright?"

Shuhan looked towards the terrifying fluctuations deep within the Forbidden Abyss, his face tense as he asked, "Is everything alright?"

"Nothing to worry about. The protective mark I left hasn't been triggered," Li Qingchen replied calmly, his gaze sweeping over the depths of the sky, a cold glint in his eyes.

After Changqing left, he and Shuhan had also departed. However, halfway through their journey, Su Nan sent a message, informing him that Changqing was in danger.

Without hesitation, Li Qingchen tore through the void, arriving just in time.

"Buddhist sect, very well."

Li Qingchen's expression remained stoic as he smiled and stepped towards the abyss. Shuhan's heart trembled at the sight, knowing that his teacher was truly enraged.

The teacher had high hopes for Changqing and had taught him everything he knew over the past two years. Just as Changqing was about to begin his journey, he was ambushed by the Buddhist sect, with a Near-Emperor personally attacking him, using his superior strength to bully a younger opponent.

It was clear that the temperamental scholar was now in a state of intense fury.

The journey was silent as Li Qingchen's presence exuded a powerful aura, heading straight for the depths of the Forbidden Abyss.

Meanwhile, within the ruins of the Forbidden Abyss.

Fubo was covered in blood, struggling to fend off the Great Saint Arhat opposite him. His eyes burned with anger as he shouted, "Despicable!"

Despite being a Great Saint and even slightly stronger than his opponent, the Arhat refused to engage him directly. Instead, he relentlessly attacked Changqing, using lethal techniques without hesitation.

Fubo, tasked with protecting Changqing, was forced to defend passively, leaving no opportunity to counterattack. If not for his desperate defense, Changqing would have been overwhelmed long ago.

But even so, it wouldn't last much longer. Fubo was already severely injured.

"Die!"

The Buddhist Arhat's eyes glowed with killing intent as he summoned a massive, radiant Buddhist symbol.

Boom!

A colossal seal descended from the sky, shaking the heavens and causing the earth to sink. Fubo's eyes widened in shock. Without a moment to think, he stomped his foot, causing the sky to crack, and positioned himself in front of Changqing.

"Phew!"

The massive seal struck, and Fubo's face turned ashen as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Despite his best efforts, he was still pushed back, crashing into Changqing.

"Changqing!"

"Master!"

Su Wenlin, Su Zian, and the other members of the Su family, who were engaged in battle, roared in anger and rushed towards the scene, fighting like madmen.

"Too late!"

The Buddhist Arhat's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he gathered more Buddhist light in his hands.

Fubo, struggling to stand, tried to shield Changqing again.

At that moment, Li Qingchen, who had just arrived from the depths of the sky, saw this and his calm expression turned icy cold.

But before he could act, Changqing, who had been in a deep sleep, slowly opened his indifferent eyes. The golden pattern on his forehead fully coalesced!

Boom!

A divine golden light surged from the pattern, like a golden rainbow piercing through heaven and earth. A powerful, dominant sword intent swept across all directions!

Changqing was surrounded by boundless sword intent, the divine golden light illuminating the sky. He stood silently in the void, with the shadow of an ancient, towering elder behind him.

The moment Changqing awoke, the countless lingering spirits within the ruins seemed to come alive. They looked at Changqing with excitement, kneeling on one knee before him.

The world fell silent for a moment, even the battlefield with the Buddhist chants paused.

Everyone present stared in shock at the scene below.

Changqing, whose consciousness had been in a state of semi-awareness, scanned the surroundings with his indifferent eyes. When he saw the numerous spirits around him, the elder behind him spoke in unison with Changqing.

The young and aged voices resonated together, shaking the heavens.

"Will you aid me, my brethren?"

The countless spirits, clad in ancient Sword Emperor Sect attire, laughed silently, their souls crying out in unison.

"We will!"

(End of Chapter)

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