I have Immortality In The Cultivation World Chapter 611

Chapter 611: Chapter 449: Fleeing in Hast

Capital's Important Area.

Outside was the Capital Garrison's army, inside was the presence of the Five City Soldiers and the Horse Commander's office, and even closer to the imperial palace were the Imperial Guards, the Town-Protection Division, etc.

Not to mention eight Innate Grandmasters causing trouble, even if there were eighteen, once caught in the military array, they would find it hard to escape even if they had wings.

Yet Marshal Xie, who was in charge of the world's military power, remained motionless, watching from the sidelines.

“The one thing in the world you can't test is the human heart!”

Zhou Yi could understand Marshal Xie's approach; with his official status and power reaching this extent, he was already a local force to be reckoned with, naturally reluctant to get too close to the eunuchs.

Or perhaps he was waiting for the Governor's death, so he could completely erase his dark history of ascending to power with the help of the Eastern Depot.

“I shall retreat for now and later visit each one to slaughter!”

With thoughts racing, Zhou Yi leaped forward to attack Huo Cong.

Firstly, because Huo Cong was injured and his strength had decreased, and secondly, outside the West City Gate there were a series of mountains which would make it easy to escape after a few turns.

Man and blade as one!

Huo Cong didn't dare to confront the fight with the Governor head-on and turned into a half-moon arc of blade light that spun rapidly, his speed as fast as thunder, weaving through the six enormous arms.

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At the same time, the others saw Zhou Yi entangled with Huo Cong and attacked all at once with their respective ultimate moves.

These were all powerhouses at the pinnacle of martial arts; although they didn't interact on a regular basis, their cooperation in striking all at once was remarkably precise and harmonious.

Vajra Palm, Ten Thousand Beasts Claw, Qing Yang Seal, Extreme Yin Finger, Setting Sun Arrow…

Zhou Yi's four arms twisted backward, protecting his back and all major acupoints, while his front two arms pounded towards the blade light, forcing Huo Cong to dodge and evade.

As various deadly moves approached, he suddenly dispersed the Vajra Indestructibility Divine Skill, shrinking his body back to its original size.

“I'll be leaving first and will surely pay a visit another day!”

Zhou Yi took advantage of the situation to roll on the ground, circulated his True Qi to perform Qinggong, and dashed towards the swarming crowd of fleeing civilians.

Whiz!

The bowstring sounded like thunder, and the high-pitched whizzing of the arrow was piercing, this Setting Sun Arrow was not as concealed as before, but fast as thunder.

Zhou Yi, relying on his True Qi protection, resisted the Setting Sun Arrow, and even used it to increase his speed as he moved forward.

The arrow shattered his triple True Qi layers into countless fragments, and the civilians around him exploded into dust before they even had a chance to scream, due to the True Qi contained in them.

“The Governor must not leave.”

A strange voice was heard, and a white-clothed elder appeared to walk through the air, as if flying, and in an instant, he blocked Zhou Yi's path.

“The ninth Martial Arts Grandmaster, He Chongxiao!”

Zhou Yi's gaze sharpened; this man was once a personage of Great Qing, known as the number one in Qinggong in the world, and after breaking through the Innate level, he had gone into hiding deep within the Eastern Sea.

It was rumored among the Jianghu that He Chongxiao had long been dead, some even claimed to have seen his grave, yet unexpectedly he appeared today.

He Chongxiao waved his hand, scattering more than a dozen silk threads that formed a fishing net in the air, casting it down towards Zhou Yi.

The fishing net was made of golden silkworm silk, light as feathers, yet as tough as fine steel; ordinary people would treasure just a single thread, but these dozen or so were worth a fortune.

Rriip!

Zhou Yi's figure suddenly enlarged. His six arms grabbed the golden silkworm silk, and with a terrifying force, he tore it apart instantly, yet within just a few breaths, the eight Grandmasters had already caught up from behind.

He Chongxiao gracefully retreated, swift as the wind, not even exchanging a single move with Zhou Yi.

“Today, the Governor shall surely leave his life behind.”

Zhou Yi cursed, “A Grandmaster, only acting as a roadblock dog, utterly shameless!”

He Chongxiao chuckled, “What does a dying man need a face for?”

“Hmph!”

Zhou Yi snorted coldly; he had intended to provoke He Chongxiao into fighting, to severely injure him with a desperate move so that no one could block his way.

But He Chongxiao did not fall for the bait, which was also expected.

The strong individuals who came to encircle and kill him today, each with hands stained with blood, had experienced countless schemes and tricks; they had long forgotten what shame was, otherwise how could they have reached the pinnacle of martial arts?

“Namaste, Amitabha!”

The Vajra Immortal leaped into the air, one hand in a fist and the other in a palm, striking towards Zhou Yi's head from both sides.

Seeing himself caught in another encirclement, Zhou Yi's body swelled up, countering the Vajra Immortal's fist and palm with his own, sending him flying dozens of feet away.

The others were quick to act, seizing the opportunity to leave several wounds on Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi parried two waves of deadly moves, fended off the real spirits blocking the path, but after only running a hundred steps or so toward the west gate, He Chongxiao once again stood blocking the way, scattering the golden silkworm fishing net.

After a few such exchanges, his body was covered with various wounds, and the foreign True Qi inside him was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.

“Am I really to escape to the imperial palace?”

Rather than being overwhelmed by rage, Zhou Yi's thoughts became even colder, pondering various methods of escaping with his life.

The imperial palace was guarded by the Imperial Guards and watched over by top experts from the Inner Servants Division. Should the emperor or the empress dowager's lives be threatened, the Imperial Court would undoubtedly dispatch the military to protect them.

However, how could he be certain that the imperial palace was not a pit of dragons and a den of tigers?

At this moment, Zhou Yi somewhat regretted that after successfully manipulating imperial power, his heart swelled with pride, and he lost a measure of caution.

“Roar!”

With a punch, he repelled the demon wolf Ben Xin, his four True Qi arms suddenly extended twenty feet, grabbing the sneak-attacking Eunuch Hai, and with a fierce shout, he was about to tear him to shreds.

Huo Cong, merging with his blade, released a dazzling divine light, with a swish cut off the two True Qi arms.

Eunuch Hai did not dare to withhold any longer. His True Qi reversed, spewing out several mouthfuls of blood, his white hair turning black, the wrinkles on his face and the chicken skin healing to youthfulness, forcibly keeping his arms open to escape.

Zhou Yi said coldly, “He uses the Transforming At-Will Devil Skill; how many times can Eunuch Hai's blood vitality sustain combat?”

After Eunuch Hai's breath surged and then plummeted rapidly, his black hair turned back to white, and he weakly said, “I certainly won't die before the Governor does.”

“Kill!”

By this time, everyone had entered the fray with a killing intent, each using their ultimate skills to swarm him.

Zhou Yi, relying on his massive, nearly endless True Qi and a defensive and offensive Golden Body, faced nine opponents alone, responding to every move, perhaps at a disadvantage but never showing signs of defeat.

The West City Gate of the imperial palace.

Outside the gate was already filled with military formations, soldiers in full armor.

A dozen cannons were moved atop the palace walls, boxes of ammunition were opened, ready to light the fuses and bombard at any moment.

Tang Mingyuan stood in the middle, using a telescope to observe the distant battle, and couldn't help exclaiming.

“The Head of the Eastern Depot is truly inhuman!”

“Perhaps he really isn't human.”

An aged voice directly entered his mind, while the surrounding guards remained motionless, oblivious to the conversation that no one else could hear or see.

Tang Mingyuan whispered under his breath, “Isn't Eunuch Lu guarding the front?”

Old Lu replied, “I got a drop of blood from Zhou Yi, no different from that of ordinary people, it can't be used for prolonging life.”

Tang Mingyuan said, “Isn't Old Lu afraid that the Head of the Eastern Depot will die and all your plans will come to nothing?”

“Heh heh heh…”

Old Lu chuckled weirdly, “Since Chancellor Tang is asking this, you must have a way to save him, saving me a lot of effort.”

Tang Mingyuan remained silent, fearing that saving the Head of the Eastern Depot was all part of Eunuch Lu's scheming.

Eunuch Lu asked curiously, “Doesn't Chancellor Tang want immortality?”

“I've considered it.”

Tang Mingyuan said, “I used to think, if I could live for a very long time, maybe I could change this world, allowing billions to live the life of their dreams.”

Eunuch Lu pressed on, “Then why did you give up?”

Tang Mingyuan said, “This was just a selfish excuse, how could I not understand that no one can change the world.”

Eunuch Lu said, “If Chancellor Tang understands this, why bother toiling in vain, to ultimately lose your life.”

“The emperor needs over a decade to grow up, which is enough time for me to do many things.”

Tang Mingyuan said, “No matter what the future holds, if the reform can retain twenty to thirty percent, it's enough to ensure the nation's peace and the people's safety, then it's not been in vain!”

Eunuch Lu, feeling respect at these words, said sincerely,

“If Chancellor Tang truly succeeds, once I achieve immortality, I will definitely do my utmost to vindicate and overturn your case!”

Tang Mingyuan didn't speak, looking up at the battlefield.

The Head of the Eastern Depot, Yazi, vengeful yet also one to repay kindness, helping him escape the predicament today might just be the opportunity for the new policies to continue in the future.

Being a special person, naturally, I pin my hopes on my kind!

West of the city.

The Miao Jue Pagoda, towering dozens of meters high.

At the top, in front of the tower's windows, stood a vigorous old man.

With white hair and beard, a square and upright face, dressed in coarse linen, most of the arrows from the quiver on his back had been shot, as he focused intently on nocking more arrows to his bow.

Twang!

The bow resonated like thunder, shaking the tower and causing dust to fall.

The dust drifted in front of the old man whose eyelids instinctively blinked, and in that moment, a shadow attacked.

“King Hunter, daring to run wild in the Capital, it's been years since I returned, and you vagabonds have forgotten the rules again!”

As the first word was spoken, the shadow had already closed in behind King Hunter, and by the time the name was finished, five fingers had pierced through his chest.

The old man was none other than the Martial Arts Grandmaster who encircled Zhou Yi, who had roamed the vast Southern Border mountains – the King Hunter. Looking down at his chest, a withered palm held his bright red heart.

Perhaps due to the Grandmaster's mystical and profound body, the heart continued to beat even after being removed, pumping out streams of fresh blood.

“Wei the God of Killing…”

The King Hunter's last thought recalled the days when Eunuch Wei swept across the land, leaving rivers of blood in the martial world, while he himself had dodged numerous manhunts thanks to his knowledge of the forests.

Little did he expect that after all these years, he would still meet his end at Eunuch Wei's hands.

His gaze rapidly dimmed, King Hunter's arms dropped, and the Sunset Bow fell to the ground.

Eunuch Wei picked up the Sunset Bow, a Divine Weapon famous throughout the land capable of sniping Innate Grandmasters from a thousand steps away, worthy of being a treasure for the national defense of Daqing.

Looking into the distance where people fought fiercely, he shook his head and sighed,

“What's the use of immortality? It can't trace the past!”

At the same time.

Zhou Yi, with six arms rotating, sent the Vajra Immortal flying dozens of meters away.

His form constantly shifting between large and small, dodging other people's moves, he turned his head and dashed toward the imperial palace.

West City Gate was too far, and even leaving the gate did not guarantee entry into the mountains, so he might as well return to the palace – after all, having prepared for many years, even if there were traps, he could save his life.

“Head of the Eastern Depot, stop your futile struggle.”

He Chongxiao sprinkled a Golden Silkworm Fishing Net with a wave of his hand, blocking Zhou Yi's path.

Zhou Yi tore through the net, spitting hatefully, “I shall make sure to investigate the eighteen generations of the He family and exterminate every last one of your sect and disciples!”

He Chongxiao merely took Head of the Eastern Depot's tough talk for desperate flailing, his white clothes fluttering as he left the battlefield.

While crossing through the air with no physical foothold, a figure suddenly rose from the ground, sending hundreds of Golden Silkworm threads flying from his sleeve.

“Who is it?”

He Chongxiao was the pinnacle of Qinggong, concentrating True Qi under his feet and walked more than a dozen steps in midair.

But the Golden Silkworm threads were too many, enveloping an area tens of meters wide, inevitably binding He Chongxiao within them, as the figure closed in and with a single claw tore at his ankle.

Rip!

The entire left foot was violently ripped off, He Chongxiao fell to the ground, much of his Qinggong shattered.

The newcomer stood on He Chongxiao's head, Innate True Qi emanating from his body forming a nearly tangible sharp sword, his voice shrill and sinister,

“In this world, only I am allowed to kill Zhou Yi, no one else may even touch him!”

“Little Yuan…”

Zhou Yi exclaimed in surprise, unsure whether to be thankful or resentful, letting go of further discourse, his figure leapt towards West City Gate.

The Vajra Immortal and others glared fiercely, etching the name of Grand Eunuch Yuan in their minds, as they continued to pursue with their Qinggong.

However, without He Chongxiao to hinder him, and Zhou Yi relying on his seemingly endless True Qi, he sprinted for three days and nights, leaving the boundaries of the Capital, exhausting the True Qi of the Innate Grandmasters.

Immediately, he entered the mountains, vanishing without a trace.

Chapter end

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