Chapter 630 - 625: Ning Yu’an’s Determination

Chapter 630: Chapter 625: Ning Yu’an’s Determination

"That damn Corpse Ghost Daoist, how in the world did he get into the Profound Celestial Ancient Land?"

Yue Wenfu’s expression was grim.

The man before them was no stranger. He was none other than the Sect Leader of the Evil Spirit Sect, the Corpse Ghost Daoist. Years ago, the Evil Spirit Sect’s army had descended upon Qing Province with overwhelming force to attack Ning Jiang, only to be utterly annihilated by him.

The Corpse Ghost Daoist had been enraged and came to seek revenge against Ning Jiang personally. However, in that battle, Golden Cicada had intervened, gravely wounding the Corpse Ghost Daoist and forcing his retreat.

But unexpectedly, just a month ago, the Corpse Ghost Daoist had appeared in the Profound Celestial Ancient Land. Logically, it should have been impossible to enter this place unless Ning Jiang opened it.

"Elder Yue, when we entered the Profound Celestial Ancient Land with Ning Jiang all those years ago, we discovered a Stone Forest that served as a burial ground. There, we found an open coffin. The tombstone bore the name ’Corpse Ghost Daoist’."

A voice came from behind him.

The speaker was a woman with skin as white as snow and hair that flowed like a black waterfall. Her beauty was second only to Ning Yu’an. She was Liu Bingxue, the top prodigy of Floating Snow Hall.

Years ago, she had teamed up with Ning Jiang and Li Kuangba to explore the Profound Celestial Ancient Land. It was then they had discovered that burial site, so the memory was deeply etched in her mind.

"That’s right. I remember that."

Beside her, Li Kuangba nodded as well.

A year had now passed, and both of their cultivation levels had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the Earth Martial Realm Early Stage. Still, they paled in comparison to Ning Yu’an, who was in the Earth Martial Realm Late Stage.

"So that’s it. The rumors that the Corpse Ghost Daoist is a reanimated corpse... it seems they weren’t just baseless speculation," Yue Wenfu said grimly.

BOOM!

At that moment, with a tremendous crash, the barrier of light shook violently once more.

The Corpse Ghost Daoist seemed to have lost his patience. He began channeling his cultivation and viciously striking the light barrier himself.

"It’s been a month. Let’s see what you have left to stop me. The moment I shatter this Array will be the day you all die."

The Corpse Ghost Daoist’s voice was chilling. This barrier of light was the Profound Celestial Ancient Hall’s Defense Array, and its power was astonishing. He had spent an entire month slowly draining its Energy.

The light barrier was now less than a tenth of its thickness from a month ago, its glow dim. The relentless attacks from the Corpse Puppet Demon Beasts had long since pushed the barrier to its breaking point.

"Let’s see just how many more of my attacks this Array can take!"

Knowing the time was ripe, the Corpse Ghost Daoist roared with laughter. With each blow, massive waves of Energy caused the light barrier to tremble violently.

Watching this, the expressions of Ning Yu’an and the others inside the barrier turned grave.

The Corpse Ghost Daoist was at the Great Celestial Realm. With his level of cultivation, they would be utterly powerless against him once the barrier fell.

"Miss Ning, the barrier won’t hold much longer. Once it breaks, we’ll use self-destruction to stall the Corpse Ghost Daoist. You must use that chance to escape."

Yue Wenfu’s gaze hardened, his mind made up.

Fang Xue and Lin Zhan, who stood beside him, also nodded. Beyond them, the other disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect all clenched their fists.

A somber, tragic heroism filled the air.

Everyone understood that the Corpse Ghost Daoist would show them no mercy. That being the case, their only option was to find a way for the most talented among them, Ning Yu’an, to survive.

It was a choice born of desperation.

"I’m not leaving."

However, Ning Yu’an shook her head. Not a trace of fear could be seen in her beautiful eyes. Her red lips parted as she spoke with resolve, "The Myriad Swords Sect is my little brother’s life’s work. I will protect it, no matter the cost!"

"Miss Ning, if anything were to happen to you, how could we possibly face the Sect Leader?" Yue Wenfu and the others’ expressions changed drastically.

"Say no more. My mind is made up."

Ning Yu’an shook her head. When she was with Ning Jiang, she was as gentle as water, but when it came to important matters, she had always been incredibly decisive.

Years ago, in Luoyang City of the Cyan Cloud Country, when Ning Jiang was only at the Qi Cultivation Realm, he made a life-or-death wager against the Innate Realm Zhou Wenhao. Even then, she had stood by his side, daring to bet everything she had without a moment’s hesitation.

Yue Wenfu and the others were left speechless.

After a year of knowing Ning Yu’an, they all understood. This seemingly gentle woman, once she made a decision, would never be swayed. In this, she was exactly like Ning Jiang. Their personalities were remarkably similar.

"My Cultivation Technique includes a Forbidden Technique. If I use it, I’m at least seventy percent certain I can take the Corpse Ghost Daoist down with me."

Ning Yu’an said lightly, "If my little brother returns one day, please tell him I’m sorry."

Her voice was so calm, not at all like someone about to face her own death.

But everyone who heard her felt the iron resolve in her words!

Yue Wenfu and the others felt their hearts tremble.

"Shatter!"

An enraged roar thundered out. The Corpse Ghost Daoist landed a vicious blow on the light barrier, and it finally gave way, shattering with a deafening crash.

「At the same time.」

Ning Yu’an took a single step and soared into the sky. Endless purple qi erupted from her body, forming a great river in the void, a torrent of power that seemed to stretch for thirty thousand li.

Astoundingly, at the far end of the river of purple qi, a hazy figure began to form. She stood like a Venerable, high above all, gazing down upon the ages.

If Ning Jiang had been there, he would have recognized this hazy figure as the Purple Moon Venerable.

The Purple Qi Creation Technique was the ultimate art of the Purple Moon Venerable from a hundred thousand years ago. In that era, the Purple Moon Venerable was also known by the beautiful title of Purple Moon Fairy.

This was a Divine Level Technique!

The Forbidden Technique it contained naturally possessed earth-shattering power.

"Hmm? What’s going on?"

The Corpse Ghost Daoist had paid Ning Yu’an no mind, but at that moment, he felt a sharp sense of danger. Every hair on his body stood on end instinctively.

A destructive wave of power was emanating from Ning Yu’an.

’Little brother, I’m sorry. I couldn’t keep my promise to you.’

At this moment, Ning Yu’an was completely engulfed by the surging purple qi. Her life force began to rapidly fade as it merged with the immense power.

Two streams of clear tears rolled down her cheeks.

’I promised I would wait for Ning Jiang to return. How I wish I could have fulfilled that promise, that I could have waited for that day.’

’But in the end, I couldn’t hold on.’

’I must give my all to protect the Myriad Swords Sect that Ning Jiang left behind.’

’Little brother, don’t blame me. I will always be watching over you from the heavens...’

Ning Yu’an murmured, her eyes closing for what felt like the last time.

Perhaps it was an illusion, or maybe she was dreaming, but she suddenly felt a strong arm wrap around her waist. A voice she had longed for day and night whispered in her ear.

"Sister An, I’m sorry I’m late."

’An illusion?’

Ning Yu’an’s eyelids fluttered. She struggled to open them, her gaze falling blankly on the face before her.