The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 691: Risking Lives for You to Return - Novel Cool

Chapter 691: Risking Lives for You to Return

Chapter 691: Risking Lives for You to Return

During the time that Mu Lin Yuan was away, Fang Che sparred with his six subordinates, testing their combat power and potential.

To his surprise, they all had solid foundations and impressive potential.

Fang Che easily defeated Long, Feng, Ma, Niu, and Yang.

However, when he faced Mo Wang, the battle was evenly matched and lasted for a long time. In the end, Mo Wang lost after a thousand moves.

Mo Wang was shocked beyond words.

The Supreme Leader's current cultivation level was only at the fourth stage of the Venerable Rank, yet he had managed to defeat Mo Wang.

Mo Wang knew that he hadn't used his ultimate trump card, but he also understood that it wouldn't have made a difference.

Although Mo Wang hadn't used his full strength, the Supreme Leader hadn't either.

After exiting the Incubate Demon Deity Plan, they hadn't fought each other.

However, Mo Wang was well aware of his own abilities, and although the Supreme Leader was an unparalleled genius, his cultivation level was still low. Mo Wang was certain that in terms of pure combat power, he wasn't the Supreme Leader's match.

But Mo Wang didn't follow the Night Demon Sect Leader for his combat prowess; it was the Night Demon's charisma and future prospects that attracted him.

So, Mo Wang had already planned to keep a low profile and not embarrass the Supreme Leader with his strength.

He never expected that after planning for several months, when they finally had a real spar, he would lose.

For a moment, Mo Wang was lost in confusion.

How could there be such a genius in this world?

Although Fang Che won, it wasn't an easy victory. The pressure Mo Wang put on him was almost comparable to Xue Yi Hong.

Perhaps, it was even more intense.

But then he remembered that Mo Wang was already over a thousand years old and had once led a vast family... When he thought about Xue Yi Hong's current age, Fang Che felt relieved.

"Excellent!" Fang Che praised, "Mo Wang, I never expected your strength to be this formidable."

Mo Wang forced a bitter smile, "This praise from the Supreme Leader makes me feel ashamed. I thought... Sigh... Compared to the Supreme Leader, these thousand years of cultivation are like living as a dog."

It wasn't just Mo Wang who felt this way; Long, Feng, Ma, Niu, and Yang felt the same.

They had thought they were already outstanding, but the Supreme Leader they followed was an unprecedented and unparalleled genius.

"You'll have to get used to it," Fang Che said calmly, "And you should also pay attention to your own progress. My cultivation will advance rapidly, so be careful not to fall too far behind... Otherwise, your positions may be replaced by newcomers, and that wouldn't be surprising at all."

"Rest assured, Supreme Leader, we will definitely work hard," they replied.

Fang Che's words didn't discourage them; instead, it boosted their morale, and their spirits were instantly invigorated.

The Supreme Leader's words also revealed his ambitious nature.

That night, they grilled some meat and gathered to celebrate the establishment of the Night Demon Sect with a drink.

It was a simple affair, but the atmosphere was harmonious.

Long, Feng, Ma, Niu, and Yang all felt like a path of starlight was slowly unfolding before them.

In the middle of the night, Mu Lin Yuan suddenly appeared.

He almost got killed by Ma Qian Li, who was on night duty. Fortunately, he was recognized in time; otherwise, this grandmaster of the One Heart Sect would have been buried there.

Fang Che supported Mu Lin Yuan, who was still trembling, "Second Master, you were startled."

Mu Lin Yuan's face turned pale, "Night Demon, your Night Demon Sect... Although there are few people, it's much more ferocious than when your master first established the One Heart Sect."

"You flatter me; these are just a few useless individuals," Fang Che chuckled.

Mu Lin Yuan didn't feel like talking anymore.

Useless? Compared to these 'useless' individuals, his master's One Heart Sect seemed like a gathering of trash.

But... since he was also considered useless, Mu Lin Yuan chose to remain silent.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find a place," Fang Che said.

"Okay," Mu Lin Yuan replied.

Along the way, Fang Che talked about how he wanted to keep Mu Lin Yuan in the Night Demon Sect but was rejected by the Yin Shen Palace. He sighed and complained, "My master is so stingy, not even allowing one person to stay. Like this... where is he?"

Mu Lin Yuan sighed, "It's already good that your master didn't ask for your help."

Then, Mu Lin Yuan began to talk about the current situation of the One Heart Sect.

As they talked on the road, Mu Lin Yuan said, "I did think about joining you, but now... it's hard to say. I can't really leave that side. If I truly stay here and don't return, I estimate that your master will go crazy."

Mu Lin Yuan forced a bitter smile.

"Haha..."

"Don't laugh. You should quickly establish your sect, hide, and lie low... Even that would be a good thing. As for disciples, you have hundreds or thousands of years to slowly develop, so there's no need to rush."

The group traveled through the wind and snow.

At that moment, in the ruins of the old Night Demon Sect, there was a man whose body was completely covered in snow, silently wandering amidst the desolate remains.

He wore white robes, his face hidden, and the only visible part—his eyes—were surrounded by scars and pits.

It seemed as if his entire face was covered in rotten skin, with only a thin layer of flesh barely covering his bones, even under his eyelids.

He slowly wandered back and forth in the ruins.

It seemed like he was searching for something, yet also reminiscing about something.

...

Guardian Headquarters.

Dongfang Sansan stood on the stargazing platform, gazing at the vast snow, his face revealing anger.

There was also a sense of powerlessness and bewilderment.

This expression, which had never appeared on Dongfang Sansan's face in so many years, was now evident.

Feng Yun Qi had just come to inform them.

The Celestial Star Wind Array, set up by the two of them, had lost its connection with the stars of the sky, and the wind could no longer be summoned.

Other arrangements also seemed to have no effect.

It seemed as if this continent had completely lost its connection with the celestial stars, becoming a dead island in the vast starry sky.

This situation caused Dongfang Sansan's mood to plummet to rock bottom.

"It's been ten days and ten nights! The snow shows no signs of stopping!"

"The wind comes from the Only Righteous Sect."

"Yan Nan has implemented this plan to exterminate humanity! This snow covering the entire continent, he has pushed it all towards our Guardian Continent!"

"According to the spies, half of the continent has stopped snowing, and the other half is gradually stopping as well."

"Only the three thousand li bordering our Guardian Continent is still covered in heavy snow."

"Obviously, Yan Nan's intention is that as long as it doesn't snow on their side, he doesn't care about our side. For this, he's willing to let that three thousand li distance continue to suffer from the snow disaster, rather than allowing us to benefit from it in the slightest!"

"In essence, the snow from the Only Righteous Sect is also falling on the Guardian Continent!"

"This..."

Xue Fuxiao stood behind Dongfang Sansan, his face filled with anger.

"This is the worst-case scenario I imagined."

Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply.

"Moreover, regarding this matter... Although Yan Nan is indeed pushing the snow towards our side, you shouldn't think that he's..."

"In other words, the Celestial Centipede God's power that Yan Nan has invited is only this much!"

Dongfang Sansan frowned tightly, "But... the fact is that this snow will be borne entirely by us."

"Yes."

"There's no other way but to endure it."

Dongfang Sansan's eyes were filled with infinite worry, "We can only rely on our past accumulations and endure it."

Xue Fuxiao deeply furrowed his brows and said, "A cruel opportunity... This snow contains spirit energy. Yan Nan pushes the snow towards us, we have to endure double the disaster, but we also receive double the spirit energy."

Dongfang Sansan smiled bitterly, "To say that we can take advantage of the opportunity, we must first survive the disaster. If we can't endure the disaster and there are too many casualties, then this opportunity won't be very meaningful."

"The Southeast side should be fine. After all, Fang Che just killed at least six hundred million, and the food saved from that can already support..."

Xue Fuxiao made a cold joke.

But Dongfang Sansan became serious. He calculated, "Yes, the food from those families that were raided can already support a small city. Not to mention there are other things."

"Moreover, with so many... it can't be helped that among those who were dealt with by Fang Che this time, nine out of ten were people with food and money..."

He frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "These should be able to support us for a long time. So I've already ordered the Southeast granary to suspend operations and wait until it's truly needed... It may be necessary to allocate some from various places to the Southeast."

Xue Fuxiao: "..."

"Let's try to break through the clouds a few more times today."

Dongfang Sansan sighed, "It's also a part of your cultivation. These past few days, you've been breaking through the clouds and unleashing all your cultivation..."

Xue Fuxiao smiled bitterly, "Fortunately, it's snow clouds, and there's no power of heavenly thunder within... Otherwise, these past few days, everyone might have become Fang Yunzheng."

Dongfang Sansan's eyes remained calm, and he said, "Continue. With the help of Yan Nan's wind power, this is the only possible way for us to drive the clouds right now."

"Alright."

Xue Fuxiao sighed.

During this time, as Yan Nan unleashed his divine power, Dongfang Sansan, lacking divine power to utilize, could only resort to the most straightforward method: urging Xue Fuxiao and others to continuously break through the clouds and strike them.

Strike the clouds!

This term was also invented by Yan Qianshan.

A peerless expert, soaring into the clouds thousands of zhang high, unleashes his ultimate art with all his might, creating a deafening roar.

Then, using this method to stimulate the movement of the clouds.

The effect was minimal!

The scattered clouds would instantly regroup.

Xue Fuxiao and others kept striking, and the clouds kept gathering, showing almost no signs of movement.

But since everyone was idle anyway, they might as well treat it as daily practice in the clouds.

Moreover, the effect of this practice was quite good.

And this was the only way for the Guardian Continent to fight back.

And so, it continued like this.

In the midst of helplessness, they could only find solace in making the best of a bad situation.

"At least ten more days..."

Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply, "The snow on the ground has reached six zhang deep. This continent, perhaps since its very existence, has never experienced such heavy snowfall... How much suffering have the people of this continent endured!"

"Yan Nan, you have lost your virtue!" Dongfang Sansan said with indignation, slapping a nearby stone, leaving a clear palm print.

"The tribulation of an entire continent, and you, the Only Righteous Sect, have endured your tribulation. We, the Guardian Continent, have endured our tribulation, and that's fine. But you actually summoned the Celestial Centipede God to bring your tribulation upon us!"

"How could you be so heartless!"

"The people of your Only Righteous Sect, are you saving them like this? Are you saving them at all?!"

Dongfang Sansan sighed softly, "My poor hundreds of billions of Guardian people..."

...

An Ruo Xing, Shen Lao Shi, and four others moved through the mountains, diligently searching for any possible survivors.

A team of 16,000 experts from the Southeast Headquarters was dispatched for the rescue operation, but as they spread out, they became increasingly dispersed.

After entering a mountain range, they would disperse once more.

Following the dispersal, they acted independently.

Some would eventually meet up during the search and rescue, but others would lose their sense of direction, struggling to find their way back on their own.

Ahead, there was a faint darkness.

And a hint of smoke.

This was a sign that a village had once existed here.

The six rushed forward and entered the small mountain village surrounded by hills.

The snow was instantly swept away, revealing stone and wooden houses.

This village was not small; it seemed to have several hundred households.

However, everything that met their eyes caused An Ruo Xing and Shen Zhixuan's blood to run cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Before them, bodies were strewn across the ground, some lying horizontally and others vertically.

They were all dried corpses.

Buried beneath several zhang of snow, they lay motionless, having lost their lives.

Men, women, old, and young, all were present.

Each body had blood holes.

Their bodies were shriveled, like mummies—their blood had been completely drained!

Most of them had been bled to death while still alive!

"One hundred and sixteen people!"

A Southeast Headquarters expert quickly inspected the area and returned, his face filled with fury, "The people of your Only Righteous Sect! The sins of those new supreme leaders!"

An Ruo Xing clenched her teeth and roared, her eyes red with rage.

"This is the seventh village we've discovered. What happened to their humanity? Do they have any humanity left?"

An Ruo Xing's anger was palpable.

Shen Lao Shi's chest heaved with suppressed fury.

Just the villages they had found numbered seven, and there were others they hadn't discovered yet. What about the villages found by others?

Beneath the vast snow, aside from natural disasters, how many evils lurked?

This situation occurred once every three years.

The wounds, the corpses—they were all too familiar to the Guardians and the Guardians of the Continent.

Every three years, after the supreme leaders of the Only Righteous Sect conducted their Incubate Demon Deity Plan, a large number of small supreme leaders would descend and establish their own sects. These people would bring with them blood and carnage!

They needed to drench the foundation of their sects with fresh blood.

This was not an exaggeration but a literal description: they would drain the blood from people's bodies and pour it into the foundation of their sects.

Only when the Guardian Sect Array was formed and fresh blood began to overflow would it be proven that the sect had been successfully established!

For countless years, every time these small supreme leaders descended, it brought disaster to the common people.

These small sects, when first established, dared not provoke powerful forces, but ordinary civilians were defenseless against them.

Like the small village of over a thousand people before them, a small sect would require the slaughter of around thirty such villages to obtain the necessary amount of blood.

Regardless of gender or age, the lives of over thirty thousand people would be sacrificed to establish such a sect.

The Guardian Sect Array, created in this manner, could even withstand the full assault of the top one hundred experts from the Cloud Armament Spectrum without being destroyed!

The price was the destruction of tens of thousands of families.

This was the reason why all small sects were established on the Guardian Continent.

The effects of the Five Spirit Bugs would not be present here.

Although every three years, a large number of small sects would be destroyed, and sometimes, not a single one would survive.

However, the sins they committed during the establishment of their sects... The countless civilians who had already lost their lives—their deaths could never be undone!

This was the most hated aspect by the Guardians.

"Let the villagers find peace in death."

An Ruo Xing fell silent and began to clear the snow, digging graves.

Everyone remained silent, their hearts on the verge of bursting.

Snow fell heavily, each flake a mechanical and cold executioner.

An Ruo Xing and the others gathered the corpses together, preparing to bury them.

Just then...

An Ruo Xing's heart suddenly stirred with an ominous premonition, and she roared, "Get back!"

The six scattered like an explosion, but one Battle Hall Expert was a step too slow. A cold light flashed, and a head rolled, spraying blood.

The five quickly turned, backing against each other, and looked back.

On top of the high snow pile, in all directions, were dozens of white-robed figures, floating in the air like ghosts. Their eyes were like vultures staring at corpses in the desert.

Cruel, venomous.

The leader was a majestic figure with a full beard, holding a sword in his hand.

The blade was stained with blood.

It was he who had just struck with his sword, beheading a Southeast Headquarters expert.

In his other hand, he held a strange conical bucket, and the fresh blood from the recently deceased Guardian was flowing out of his body, automatically flying into the conical bucket!

The corpse quickly withered.

An Ruo Xing took a deep breath.

Like Zhao Shanhe, she had been promoted to Deputy Vice Minister due to her ability and character, but in terms of actual combat power, she wasn't considered very high.

However, her judgment was exceptionally accurate.

With one glance, she knew they were surrounded.

The opponent's strength far exceeded theirs.

Without moving his lips, he telepathically said, "Old God, once the battle starts, break through at full speed!"

Shen Zhixuan's thin body hunched over, his wrinkled face expressionless, his eyes coldly fixed on his sword.

He ignored An Ruo Xing's telepathy.

Fang Che had already placed his three life-saving pills in his mouth.

His spirit energy surged recklessly within him.

After An Ruo Xing's urgent telepathy, she shook her sleeve and stood with her hands behind her back, saying calmly, "The new Supreme Leader of the Only Righteous Sect? What sect are you from, and may I ask your name?"

The leader of the white-robed figures calmly wiped his long sword and said, "It's nothing. Our Supreme Leader is under the command of the Southeast, the Supreme Leader of the Heavenly Will Sect. I am Mu Feng, and I apologize for making you, Deputy Vice Minister An, laugh. Up until now, I have not been able to successfully establish the Heavenly Will Sect. However, with the blood of you and the others, it should be enough."

Mu Feng continued, "Even I, the Supreme Leader, did not expect to catch such a big fish. Deputy Vice Minister An, you have truly surprised me."

"I admire Deputy Vice Minister An's courage to venture deep into the Vast Mountain Range for the commoners, and I admire your noble spirit of disregarding your own safety for the people. It's just a pity that our paths are different."

An Ruo Xing replied, "No worries, it's just life and death. It seems that the Only Righteous Sect has many experts under your command, and you are indeed a rising star. My apologies."

While An Ruo Xing was talking to Mu Feng, Shen Zhixuan bowed his head, his messy hair covering half of his face, quickly telepathically communicating with the other three.

The three looked at his back in awe.

The Divine Elder gritted his teeth and telepathically conveyed his final words.

The three slowly nodded, their faces simultaneously revealing a determined look.

They telepathically replied to the Divine Elder, "Rest assured!"

The heavy snow fell.

Mu Feng smiled faintly and said, "As expected of Deputy Vice Minister An, so knowledgeable. It seems you've heard of my name before?"

"During the Continent Righteous Evil Friendship Battle, the Supreme Leader of the Heavenly Will Sect made a move once."

An Ruo Xing said, "Your fame is so great that it's unforgettable. I'm just curious about your background. Today, on the brink of death, may I ask you to enlighten me?"

"Mu Feng is merely a small pawn of the Only Righteous Sect."

Mu Feng continued, "It's not worth mentioning. In the Incubate Demon Deity Plan, I barely passed. I have no background to speak of. Deputy Vice Minister An, you must be disappointed?"

An Ruo Xing smiled calmly, "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

Shen Zhixuan's hunched back straightened, standing tall like a pine tree.

He slowly stepped forward and stood in front of An Ruo Xing, squinting as he said, "In the past, when Supreme Leader Mu Feng fought, countless people speculated that he was the Night Demon. But now it seems that's not the case. Otherwise, you would have established the Night Demon Sect instead of the Heavenly Will Sect."

Hearing the name Night Demon, Mu Feng's pupils constricted, and he said, "But the Heavenly Will Sect is much stronger than the Night Demon Sect."

"Is that so?"

Shen Zhixuan said indifferently, "However, Supreme Leader Mu Feng has gathered so many experts under his command, it seems he should be stronger than the Night Demon Sect... I'm just not sure. I wonder if he can defeat me, an old man, in a few moves."

An Ruo Xing frowned, "Old God!!"

Her voice was extremely stern.

But Shen Zhixuan ignored her, saying, "An Ruo Xing, if you don't return this time, I'll never forgive you, even in death!"

"Damn it!"

An Ruo Xing was furious.

"I'll block the first wave and try to buy as much time as possible. Zhao Yi will block the second wave, Li Cheng the third, and Kong Lei the fourth."

Shen Zhixuan's white hair fluttered in the blizzard as he said faintly, "You don't need to worry about anything else, just run! An Ruo Xing, we four brothers are risking our lives for you to return!"

(End of Chapter)

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