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Chapter 692: Tell Fang Che, Avenge Me! [Part 2]
Chapter 692: Tell Fang Che, Avenge Me! [Part 2]
"Old God!"
An Ruo Xing solemnly communicated through telepathy, "I understand the logic, and under normal circumstances, I wouldn't refuse. I know the weight of the situation. But now, things are different. You need to go back! You must understand that if you die, Fang Che will go crazy! I know I'm important, but currently in the Southeast and in the world, Fang Che is more important than me. For Fang Che, you can't die either!"
The Divine Elder revealed a smile and communicated, "I want him to go crazy!"
Then, he switched to speaking normally, his voice loud, "An Ruo Xing, we four are just martial artists."
"And you, An Ruo Xing, are the one who can regulate the Southeast and be of great use. There's no need to debate who's more important, and now is not the time for debates. If we can't hold them off, you'll die with us! If we can barely hold them off, and you, An Ruo Xing, don't escape, then you won't be doing us justice!"
Shen Zhixuan calmly laid out his plan in front of Mu Feng and the other high-level experts of the Only Righteous Sect.
"I've made the arrangements. An Ruo Xing, if you want us to die with regrets... then fight! I won't stop you!" Shen Zhixuan said with a calm expression.
He even chuckled, "An Ruo Xing, you know this is our Shen Clan's fate! This task of holding the rear is something only I can accomplish. Do you want to take away our Shen Clan's duty?"
An Ruo Xing took a deep breath.
Looking at Shen Zhixuan's messy white hair floating behind his head, she suddenly felt her throat tighten.
She swallowed, unable to say a word.
There was nothing more to say.
Moreover, she understood in her heart that Shen Zhixuan was right. Besides him, no one else could successfully hold the rear against enemies with such superior martial power!
A smile appeared on Shen Zhixuan's lips.
The old brothers who had shared life and death for thousands of years understood each other deeply.
Fate!
With these two words, Shen Zhixuan easily explained everything.
In the past, when Shen Zhixuan's origin was injured, it was under such circumstances. At that time, hundreds of people were in crisis, and Shen Zhixuan stepped forward.
Using the Shen Clan's collapse spirit technique, he single-handedly held off a powerful demonic beast.
In the final moments, the beast retreated, and Shen Zhixuan barely managed to save his life, but his origin was completely destroyed.
Among those with the same cultivation level, no one was more suitable for holding the rear than the Shen Clan members. Countless generations of the Shen Clan had passed away in this manner.
In the thousands of years of the most intense battles between the Guardians and the Only Righteous Sect, numerous Shen Clan members, after the tide of war turned against them, burned their entire bodies to give their comrades a chance to retreat, making heroic sacrifices!
Charge like ghosts, and hold the rear like gods!
This was the inherited technique of the Shen Clan. The ancestor of the Shen Clan once sighed, creating a technique that matched their bloodline, fearing that the Shen Clan would eventually face extinction.
However, for the sake of protection, there was no other choice.
Shen Zhixuan was the last remaining member of the once-glorious Shen Clan.
In the past, when his origin was damaged, he was sent to the White Cloud Martial Academy to enjoy his remaining years in peace.
His status was unparalleled.
The identity of a Shen Clan member allowed Shen Zhixuan to pursue and attempt to kill Southeast's Government Official, Zhao Shanhe, without anyone questioning him.
Countless generations of the Shen Clan had died to hold the rear for their comrades. Even someone like Dong Changfeng, a top-tier expert, would have to look up to Shen Zhixuan.
But no one expected that Shen Zhixuan, whose origin was damaged and cultivation wasted, and who was supposed to quietly enjoy his remaining years, would be restored by Fang Che.
However, this restoration ultimately led him down the path of the Shen Clan's fate.
The Divine Elder was well aware that if he held the rear while others escaped, the chances of survival were slim. Even if they managed to escape, they would still need to burn their origins to have a slim chance of success. But the Divine Elder didn't want to live that kind of life for even a day longer.
Rather than surviving without martial power, it was better to die heroically today!
It was clear that Mu Feng on the opposite side was unaware of these circumstances.
He found Shen Zhixuan amusing, like a comical madman, almost laughing out loud, "A Level 3 Venerable? With your declining vitality, you want to block the Heavenly Will Sect? Old man, you... must be crazy!"
Shen Zhixuan smiled faintly, his gaze filled with disdain as he looked at Mu Feng, "You don't believe me?"
Before Mu Feng could respond, the long sword in Shen Zhixuan's hand began to tremble.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
The sword trembled.
"Tell Fang Che," Shen Zhixuan's voice echoed, leaving behind eight simple words, "Avenge me!"
Amidst the laughter, a large clump of snow was kicked up by Shen Zhixuan, filling the air.
The sword light suddenly unfolded.
Mu Feng spoke calmly, "One person will hold off this old man, the rest of you, kill An Ruo Xing!"
He was very confident.
His subordinates were all well-trained, the weakest among them being at the sixth stage of the Venerable level, with seven even reaching the Saint level.
He had no worries that the people before him would escape.
In Mu Feng's opinion, Shen Zhixuan's arrangement was nothing but a dream.
As Shen Zhixuan took action, the clump of snow was kicked up, serving as a signal for retreat.
It was also Shen Zhixuan's final farewell to his brothers.
An Ruo Xing's heart broke as she roared, "Go!"
She took the lead, her body frantically retreating.
"Hold on, Brother Shen. We'll be right behind you!"
Zhao Yi, Li Cheng, and Kong Lei, the three great experts, roared and followed closely behind An Ruo Xing, guarding her as they rushed out.
Mu Feng's eyes turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Crush them!"
...
In Mu Feng's eyes, this Venerable Rank ant was just full of hot air.
The strength of these five Guardians before him was so formidable that they didn't even need to surround and suppress them. Sending out any one of them to fight would be enough to kill.
However, at the moment when An Ruo Xing and the others escaped, Mu Feng had just given the order to pursue and kill.
As An Ruo Xing and the others dashed out ten zhang away, they suddenly saw the skinny old man in front of them rise into the air, and at the same time, a golden light burst forth from his body, radiating out suddenly.
The entire world was bathed in dazzling golden light.
Even the snowflakes in the air turned into a dazzling golden brilliance.
The entire space became sacred, solemn, and majestic.
Just as the Heavenly Will Sect members were about to pursue An Ruo Xing and the others, they suddenly felt like they were sinking in a swamp, unable to move at all!
Even Mu Feng was affected, unable to budge an inch, and could only watch helplessly as An Ruo Xing and the others quickly ran away, disappearing into the wind and snow ten zhang away.
The Divine Elder couldn't move either.
Shen Clan's Collapse Spirit Burn Soul Technique! Within ten zhang... Divine Power solidifies space, and no one can move! That's why he had to wait until An Ruo Xing and the others escaped beyond ten zhang before he could activate it. If An Ruo Xing was also within ten zhang, then it would be a stalemate where no one could move.
This Divine Power that solidifies space makes no distinction between friend and foe! As he activated his technique, his throat moved slightly, and before his origin was harmed, a Cloud Spirit Pill entered his throat.
This was the life-saving pill given to him by Fang Che.
Immediately, he felt the life force that had been completely drained from him restore and replenish.
His heart was filled with relief.
Amidst the golden light, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothed out by the Divine Power.
With his mouth open, he laughed happily, looking at Mu Feng and the others.
"Chase them, why aren't you chasing them?"
The Divine Elder chuckled.
Mu Feng was sluggish in the golden light, his hands and feet feeling heavy.
His eyes fixed on the Divine Elder, "This... what is this?"
"This is my clan's destiny! This is my clan's technique!"
The Divine Elder raised his head proudly and said, "My surname is Shen! Didn't you hear me just now?"
"Divine Power Collapse Spirit? Beyond Mortal Hold Back... You... you're actually one of the legendary Shen Clan?"
Mu Feng finally recalled an ancient legend.
In the records of the Only Righteous Sect, there were a few mysterious occurrences. During a great victory while pursuing the enemy, a golden light suddenly burst forth, freezing everyone in place, allowing all the Guardians to escape unharmed.
However, the one who emitted the divine light and stayed behind died on the spot.
There were at least ten such records.
The Only Righteous Sect later investigated and learned from a traitor on the continent that there was such a family on the Guardian Continent!
Their surname was 'Shen!'
Using a unique technique, they could stimulate their bloodline power and slow down space!
Blocking all pursuers!
This family's cultivation was average, and when charging into battle, they didn't show off their strength. But under this unique technique, they were like gods, blocking the enemy.
Hence, there was a saying: "Charge Like a Ghost, Hold Back Beyond Mortals!"
After learning about this family from the traitor, the Only Righteous Sect launched a surprise attack, sparing no expense to eliminate the Shen Clan!
All this was to prevent a similar incident from happening again.
Little did they know that there was still a survivor, and he had encountered him.
Seeing the other party's shocked expression, the Divine Elder laughed heartily, "Not bad! I am indeed from the Shen Clan! In battle, my strength is average, but when it comes to holding back, I am a god!"
Mu Feng said with admiration, "I admire you, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too low, and the time you can delay is too short! During the time you blocked them, An Ruo Xing would have already escaped!"
Indeed, time was fleeting!
The golden light gradually faded, and Mu Feng felt his ability to move returning.
The Divine Elder cackled, "Is that so?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the divine light surged again.
A second pill slid into his throat.
The Divine Elder was desperately supporting himself, and in his heart, he sighed, feeling that his strength was still too low.
If not for these three pills, the time he could delay with his technique would not be enough!
Fortunately!
Although he was weak, he now had four lives!
Just as Mu Feng felt he could move, he was immediately slowed down again, unable to move from his original spot.
He knew that the other party had truly risked his life.
Looking at the Divine Elder, Mu Feng said indifferently, "Isn't living good?"
"Living?"
The Divine Elder sneered, "In a world with demons like you, living is not good at all! I don't like living! I just like to see your disappointment!"
The second burst of golden light lasted even shorter than the first.
But the Divine Elder immediately activated his technique for the third time!
Using his own life, burning his soul, he kept these demons frozen in place.
"Stand here with me! Don't move!"
The Divine Elder said viciously.
He stood there with an awe-inspiring presence, and suddenly, he felt a craving for alcohol.
He remembered that a long time ago, there was a boy like a jade tree, who told him, "You deserve the best wine in the world!"
And from that day on, the boy never stopped sending him wine.
As his cultivation increased, the wine he gifted himself became better and better.
But the most fragrant wine was still the one from that day when the youth spoke those words!
Hehehe...
Unfortunately, I won't be able to drink it again!
That day, that wine, it was so fragrant!
Unable to move, Mu Feng, on the other hand, became calm and said, "Even if you burn it all, what can you stop? In this vast snowy land, can An Ruo Xing escape?"
The Divine Elder ignored his words and said indifferently, "You're called Mu Feng? Your sect is the Heavenly Will Sect? Kid, I'll give you a piece of advice. While I'm still alive, eat whatever you can."
He laughed coldly and said, "Mu Feng, your time is limited. Cherish it."
Mu Feng chuckled and said, "I heard your reminder. Do you want Fang Che to help you take revenge? Fang Che, hehe, is a renowned figure in the world. Unfortunately, this renowned figure killed your own people."
The Divine Elder's eyes flashed with a cruel smile, and he laughed and said, "He kills your people even faster!"
The third wave of golden light dissipated.
The Divine Elder grunted, and golden blood flowed from his mouth. The golden light suddenly became brighter than the previous three times!
He had already destroyed his origin and unleashed his ultimate power.
In other words, the ancestors of the past had unleashed their final power to protect the Guardian!
His entire body emitted golden light!
The vast snowy sky was illuminated by golden radiance.
Amidst the dazzling golden light, the Divine Elder's entire body and soul slowly transformed into golden specks of light and vanished.
"The wine of the mortal world is endless, and the affections of the mortal world are boundless."
The Divine Elder sighed, "I really want to get drunk again... Kid, take care of yourself... That wine, I drank it, it was the best wine!"
His eyes filled with nostalgia, gazing at a certain direction in the void. In the distance, there seemed to be a youth holding wine, with a smile on his face.
"Good kid..."
A low, satisfied murmur, and Shen Zhixuan's entire body instantly turned into golden flames.
The specks of light were dazzling and brilliant, enveloping the entire space.
The faces of the surrounding demon heads were also illuminated by golden light, as if the corpses had been painted with gold.
The golden light suddenly disappeared.
The shackles of the cage instantly turned into nothingness.
On the ground, only a sword remained, its cold glow reflecting the snow.
The sky was filled with a blizzard, snowflakes falling densely.
Mu Feng leaped up from the snowy ground, roaring furiously, "Chase! Chase and kill An Ruo Xing!"
...
An Ruo Xing sped along, his face calm, but his eyes flashed with extreme sorrow.
He understood that the Divine Elder's sacrifice was the right decision and their only chance of survival!
However, Shen Zhixuan's consciousness was clear, but accepting his emotions was another matter.
"We must go back! We can't let Shen Zhixuan die!"
Amidst the frantic rush, An Ruo Xing realized that the three people who had accompanied him had become two at some point.
"Where's Zhao Yi?!" An Ruo Xing's body turned cold.
Li Cheng and Kong Lei, who were still by his side, calmly said, "Don't worry about it! Deputy Chief An, we hope you consider the bigger picture!"
"Where's Zhao Yi?"
"He found a suitable opportunity to hide in the snow and will fight to the death when the enemies arrive."
Li Cheng calmly said, "So we need to change direction immediately."
"..."
An Ruo Xing felt like his heart was about to explode.
They rushed out for hundreds of li.
Li Cheng's voice came through, "Deputy Chief An, take care."
Turning back, he disappeared into the blizzard.
"Li Cheng!"
An Ruo Xing clenched his teeth and shattered a tooth.
Kong Lei calmly said, "Change direction, Deputy Chief. Later, please do everything you can to return!"
"If you can't make it back, our deaths will be meaningless! The Southeast Headquarters can do without us, but not without you!"
"You understand the bigger picture better than us."
"Brothers, I entrust your families to Deputy Chief. They're too embarrassed to say it, but I have thick skin, so I'll say it."
Kong Lei quickly transmitted his voice, "Please! You must return at all costs!"
"Take care on your journey! Farewell, brothers. If there's a next life, let's be brothers again!"
Kong Lei's body spun, and he charged out, scattering spirit energy and creating seven or eight illusions of escape directions.
Then he quietly hid beneath the snow, sealing his aura, waiting for the demons to chase and block them again!
In the distance, a faint tremor could be heard... That was Zhao Yi! Zhao Yi had gone to find the Old God.
Li Cheng could block them for a while, maybe a breath, maybe a blink of an eye... But he could block them for a while.
Soon it would be his turn.
The killing intent surged like a tide as the people from the Heavenly Will Sect pursued them.
Kong Lei silently and calmly hid in the snow, waiting quietly for that moment to arrive.
The face of his wife, with whom he had shared a lifetime of mutual support, seemed to appear before him, her eyes filled with sorrow as she looked at him.
"I really want to hug you again..."
A loud explosion sounded from behind.
Kong Lei's lips curled up in a smile, "You three, take it slow. I'll catch up."
The figure of the Heavenly Will Sect member appeared, a white shadow flickering in the blizzard, like a hellish specter, suddenly manifesting amidst the snowstorm with lightning speed.
Kong Lei let out a long whistle and leaped out of the snow without hesitation.
"Brother! I'm here!"
...
Amidst the wind and snow, An Ruo Xing burned his origin, frantically fleeing. He dared not shed tears or spit blood, for his body was nearly bursting with rage and sorrow, but he couldn't show a trace of his emotions.
Four brothers... they sacrificed themselves for him. If he couldn't escape, even death wouldn't allow him to face them! Because their sacrifice would be meaningless if he couldn't get out.
He had already sent a message to the Southeast Headquarters, and they were on their way. But in this blizzard, he wasn't sure if they would meet up or if he could escape. An Ruo Xing had no guarantee of success.
He could only run desperately towards the southeast, relying on his memory.
He didn't send a message to the others who had come to search and rescue together.
Everyone had already dispersed, and even if he encountered or summoned a few of them, it would only be sending them to their deaths.
...
Fang Che followed Mu Lin Yuan, approaching the former site of the Night Demon Sect.
"It's in this mountain."
Mu Lin Yuan waved his hand, clearing the snow from the mountain pass, and after examining it, he smiled, "We've finally found it."
Fang Che, Long Feng Ma Niu Yang, and the others all felt a sense of relief.
"Let's go and take a look."
Just at that moment.
Fang Che, who was leading the way, suddenly frowned.
His face turned pale in an instant.
A hand suddenly covered his chest.
"Sect Leader?" Mo Wang turned around and asked in surprise.
The others also turned to look with concern.
Mu Lin Yuan supported Fang Che and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Why did your face suddenly turn so pale? You..."
Old Mu was genuinely startled. Since getting to know the Night Demon Sect, this was only the second time he had seen such an expression on the Sect Leader's face.
The first time was when he was forced to kill those ten Guardians under the Town Guardian, and the second time was now.
"It's nothing." Fang Che took a breath, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.
He felt as if his heart had suddenly stabbed him. This pain was so evident, and his heart raced wildly, causing his body to tremble with each beat.
It was as if his heart was gripped by a giant hand and squeezed tightly.
His face turned slightly pale.
But soon, he returned to normal. When he carefully sensed it again, there was no longer anything unusual.
Fang Che channeled his energy to examine his pulse and blood flow, and everything seemed normal.
Somewhat doubtful, he muttered, "My heart suddenly raced a moment ago..."
He furrowed his brows tightly, his gaze fixed on the snow in front of him, and he muttered, "Could there still be danger in the former site of the Night Demon Sect?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Wang and the others all trembled.
Looking at the vast expanse of snow before them, their vigilance heightened.
A martial artist's spiritual intuition was not a whim. Since the Sect Leader had such a feeling, they must be cautious today.
"Everyone, be careful. Don't separate. Let's go in and take a look."
Fang Che took a deep breath.
His sword was already in his hand.
Leading the group, he walked through the thick snow, recognizing the landmarks, and finally reaching the entrance to the valley where the Night Demon Sect's headquarters used to be. They followed the winding path through the valley.
"The terrain is good." Fang Che observed, "Without the snow, this canyon alone would be considered a heavenly peril."
"Yes. This terrain is like a single man holding off ten thousand." Mu Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Night Demon, do you still remember what happened with the Night Demon Sect back then?"
(End of Chapter)
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