Chapter 508 - Master, You Tricked Me!

In the Central Continent, as the black sword vanished, so did Pi Luo. The divine blood was extremely heavy, and combined with the rain still falling from the sky veil, the entire Central Continent was pounded into a pitted mess. All of it turned a crimson red like a battlefield.

At the edge of the continent, with Pi Luo’s death, the gloom that had shrouded all the cultivators completely dissipated.

“D-dead?”

“That god is dead!”

“Finally... finally we survived!”

No one knew who started it, but everyone deeply bowed to this supreme expert whose name no one knew. They were grateful for his life-saving grace.

***

Yan Qi stared blankly at the sky. “Is Senior still alive?”

Fatty seemed to vaguely guess something, his fists clenched tight and his eyes bloodshot. “Old Master, thank you for avenging my ancestor!”

***

In the Western Desert, within the God-Slaying Formation, a hint of shock flashed through the three eyes of that head. “Divine King Pi Luo is dead? How could that man still have such strength?!”

Believe it or not, Pi Luo’s death was a fact. While terrified, he also felt some relief. If he had listened to Yun Tu earlier and broken free instead of summoning Pi Luo, he would have been the one dead now.

He stopped thinking about this matter. “Forget it!”

He understood better than anyone that Pi Luo was dead, and given Yun Jiansheng’s condition, he definitely couldn’t survive either.

The great threat is gone, and the Profound Heaven Sword Sect is completely destroyed! I just have to accumulate divine power and break free one day! When that time comes, no one can stop me!

With that thought, he slowly closed his eyes and began accumulating divine power.

***

Pi Luo’s death nearly shattered all of Yun Tu’s faith. He stared at Central Continent, his face pale. “D-dead? How could a god, invincible in the world, possibly die—”

Halfway through his words, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura continuously plummeted. After all, most of his power came from Pi Luo. Although it wasn’t as severe as when the Dragon Ancestor bloodline had been drained from him, his cultivation still fell from the peak of the Ascension realm to the Feather Transformation realm.

Not far away, Gu Han stared blankly as grief spread through his heart. “Senior...”

Chongming’s divine light flared up, shaking off Yun Tu’s large hand and furiously flying toward the Central Continent. “Little Yun!”

Two streaks of light, one black and one white, shot across the sky and landed at Gu Han’s feet. The black sword had no change at all. It trembled slightly, transmitting sorrowful emotion to Gu Han’s heart. However, the Red Dust Sword had lost its previous divine quality. Not only was it dim, but its snow-white blade was also covered in crisscrossing cracks, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Looking at the Red Dust Sword, Gu Han clenched his fists. A corner of a transparent human figure, seemingly wearing white clothes, flashed through the Red Dust Sword.

Although he hadn’t seen the full form, Gu Han still recognized it. “Senior!”

That human figure was Yun Jiansheng—or rather, his obsession. Though he wanted to see her, he was afraid that he would destroy her last hope, so he held back. Hence, this obsession was born, preserving the final thought in his heart. One day, when Gu Han reached the Profound Heaven Great Domain, he would have the chance to see her from afar.

Chongming descended, his tone extremely sorrowful. “Little Yun...”

In the distance, taking advantage of the group’s distraction, Yun Tu quietly reverted to human form and fled far away. He knew very well how much Feng Xi and the others hated him. If the three joined forces again, they would likely kill him despite their severe injuries.

Moreover, the reason the five domains had turned out like this was all because of him. If his identity were exposed, he would undoubtedly face endless pursuit. He had no place left to stay in the five domains.

I have to run to the forbidden zone! Yes, the fewer people the better. As long as I can survive this time, there’s hope for a comeback. If one god isn’t enough, I will summon two, three... Surely they could wipe them out!

With that thought, he moved even faster. Feng Xi gnashed her teeth and prepared to give chase, but as the most severely wounded, even standing up was difficult.

Gu Han stopped her and handed her a storage ring. “Senior Sister, treat your injuries first. I’ll go after him.”

Thinking that in a single day, several elders he respected had all died because of Yun Tu, his eyes turned bloodshot again. “I won’t come back until I kill Yun Tu.”

Before leaving, he didn’t forget the old monk either, so he entrusted Feng Xi to return the old monk’s remains to Tianlong Temple.

After carefully putting away the Red Dust Sword, he carried the black sword, swallowed a large amount of Transcendent Substance. Enduring the agony of his divine soul rupturing, he forcibly activated his cultivation and immediately chased after Yun Tu.

Chongming’s multicolored divine light swirled, and he followed as well. “I’m coming too! I will fucking kill that bitch!”

Only after Gu Han and Chongming had left her sight did Feng Xi reluctantly withdraw her gaze. “Junior Brother, you must help me kill him.”

The storage ring Gu Han left behind contained quite a bit of Transcendent Substance. But for a Saint realm cultivator, especially one like her, mere physical wounds were no longer a problem. The damage to her divine soul was the more troublesome part. Otherwise, with her temperament, how could she possibly give up chasing Yun Tu?

A moment later, her cultivation recovered somewhat. Gritting her teeth, she came before the two clusters of light again. Both the Dragon Mark and Dragon Seal were now without masters. Upon sensing the Primordial Phoenix aura on Feng Xi, they trembled lightly. Emitting two gentle rays of light, they affectionately brushed against her cheek.

Not even the strength etched deep within her bones could withstand that. Tears fell like rain.

***

At the edge of the Western Desert, the old monk’s remains were still in place. Although he had already passed away some time ago, his face remained kind, and a faint trace of worry still lingered between his brows.

An ancient, evil will, wrapped around a mass of flesh and blood, landed before him. An inexplicable eerie laugh sounded, and the flesh and blood immediately began to writhe, quickly transforming into Wu Xin. He was filled with malevolence and madness, his eyes reflecting endless darkness. Aside from his shaved head and the monk’s robe he wore, he had nothing to do with a person of the cloth.

Although he hadn’t died, the Immortal Emperor’s will was no ordinary thing. Even though it hadn’t specifically targeted him, under the suppression of that will’s residual power, his cultivation had now plummeted to rock bottom. He was merely at the Acupoint Unsealing realm.

His black eyes drew close to the old monk, laughing bizarrely. “Master, you actually died? Tsk, quite in line with what I expected. You were too rigid! Because of your so-called compassion, you were constantly constrained by others. What a waste of all that cultivation! This is self-imposed bondage! Heh... You suppressed me for over a hundred years. Today, I am completely free!”

He reached for the old monk. “You said that the physical body is just a shell, completely unimportant. Now that you’re dead, considering our years of master-disciple bond, I’ll help you return to dust and earth! From today on, I will—”

A white flame rose from the old monk’s remains, but it wasn’t lit by Wu Xin.

His expression shifted slightly. “You’re not dead?”

Even though he had completely transformed into a demon, having followed the old monk for over a hundred years, the old monk’s influence on him had reached his very bones. It was something he couldn’t eliminate in a short time.

The old monk’s remains turned into ash. The Buddhist flame erupted, engulfing him entirely.

Wu Xin let out bursts of agonized roars. “AAAH! Master... You tricked me!”