The immortal is beside me

Chapter 114: One Finger to Destroy the Sky, Old Friends Reunited

The brown and yellow grassland began to tremble.

With the figure in the air as its center, the entire grassland began to violently tremble, countless blades of grass rustling and swaying. All the might converged on her. If the grassland were a sea of ​​grass and trees, then at this moment, a tsunami had been set off on the surface of this sea!

In the center of this hurricane and tsunami, Xiao Yao slowly raised the giant sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at the large formation on the ground that enveloped the Khitan people.

"Shao Wa! Don't be so stubborn! Do you really want to kill my relatives?!"

The high priest struck the ground with his scepter and barely raised his eyes under the protection of the magic circle.

"At this point, don't you see the situation clearly? Even without the Khitan, the powerful Mongols, Jurchens, and Oirat tribes have already accepted the blessings of heaven. Soon, these agents will enter the Central Plains one by one. Do you think the current Central Plains cultivation world can withstand them?"

He had barely finished speaking when the roar of the hurricane drowned him out.

Xiao Yao waved her hand and the wind column that reached the sky turned into a sword light that spanned the sky. It fell heavily with the force of the sky falling and connected with the magic circle on the ground. In just a blink of an eye, the large formation that everyone had gathered together made a cracking sound. The aftermath of the collision alone had already shaken the entire world.

A look of fear appeared on everyone's face. They had glimpsed Shaowa's power from historical records before, but when they actually faced her, they realized how pale the descriptions in the ancient books were.

Following the will of Heaven, she reached the pinnacle of Divine Transformation. With Heaven's blessing, she had clearly touched upon the laws of Heaven and Earth, remaining only one step away from the Upper Three Realms. The defensive measures they had prepared for years were shattered by her with a single wave of her hand.

".In the end, you have to throw it all away with your own hands."

Amidst the strong wind, the high priest sighed softly.

He suddenly lowered his body, held the scepter in front of him, and uttered ancient Khitan language, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Eternal Heaven, Eternal Heaven, the Supreme Heaven, please open your eyes and grant us wisdom and divine power, so that we can carry out your will and break the spines of those who disobey you."

The words floated in the air, and between breaths, some tiny changes spread between heaven and earth.

Xiao Yao's eyes in the air changed slightly.

At this moment, it seemed as if countless eyes were focused on her. The clouds in the sky, the grass on the ground, and even the sand and soil seemed to have grown eyes. All eyes were looking at her, and the will of the entire grassland converged at this moment.

She was very familiar with this feeling. It was the will of Changshengtian casting a glance.

In every ceremony to worship Changshengtian in the past, she accepted the blessing of heaven under such a glance, and each blessing brought her one step further.

And now, above the grassland, the supreme sky opened its eyes again, but this time what He saw was no longer the agent who received the blessing, but the rebel who attempted to go against the will of heaven.

A faint roar was heard, and within just a few breaths, the sky over the grassland darkened completely. Thick dark clouds covered the entire sky, as if thunder was brewing.

The next second, lightning streaked across the sky, piercing through the hurricane that swept across the earth and sky.

The rumbling sound dissipated, the wind dissipated, and in the magic circle on the ground, the high priest slowly raised his head and looked at the figure in the air.

"Shaowa, now you should understand why following Heaven's will is the only way out."

The high priest whispered, "You have received too much of the heaven's grace and have taken it for granted—but don't forget, the heavens can bestow blessings and power upon their people, but they can also take it back."

"No matter how powerful you are, you still have the blood of the grassland flowing through your veins."

This was their purpose in setting the meeting place on the grassland. The grassland was the kingdom of Changshengtian, where His will was supreme and the strength, weakness, life and death of His people depended solely on His will.

This is an execution ground specially prepared for traitors, and they come to carry out the execution on behalf of the will of heaven.

The light of thunder illuminated the sky. The lightning that fell from the sky landed on the old body of the high priest, causing his aura to surge in an instant, and the magic circles on all sides seemed to become brighter.

At the same time, the strong wind on the other side began to dissipate.

Xiao Yao lowered her eyes and looked at the giant sword in her hand. At this moment, the light of this spiritual weapon connected to her blood was dim. Some will forcibly severed its connection with her, and even the wind around it seemed to be forced to stop.

"Eternal Heaven, Eternal Heaven, the Supreme Heaven, please lend us your might, please let us carry out your will."

The Khitan monks stopped attacking and simply knelt on the ground, chanting ancient prayers. Amidst the chanting, the high priest at the center of the magic circle slowly ascended into the air, the scepter in his hand surrounded by thunder.

"Here, I will carry out God's punishment."

Lightning flashed across the sky, interweaving with the green gale. A huge impact swept across the surroundings, causing sand and rocks to fly and the land to roll. The grass leaves deeply rooted in the soil were uprooted and turned into ashes in the remaining power.

Sand and gravel flew away, and two figures confronting each other in the air slowly emerged. One was riding on the green gale, while the other was leaning against the thunder of the entire sky.

Xiao Yao's brow furrowed slightly. Under normal circumstances, with the strength of the high priest and the Khitan monks before her, they wouldn't last more than three moves against her. But now, with the wind and thunder clashing, they felt like they were evenly matched.

This is the authority of Changshengtian. At this moment, the high priest borrowed the power of heaven. Although it was only temporary, he now possessed power comparable to that of a god.

At the same time, the "gaze" that fell on Xiao Yao became heavier and heavier, as if the heaven and earth were pressing down on her, and every move she made felt as heavy as carrying a mountain.

That was a blessing bestowed upon her by heaven. It had once helped her break through, but now it had become a shackle that held her tightly.

Thunder roared again, and this time the attack intensified again. The dark clouds in the entire sky were flashing with lightning, and the continuous lightning fell like a sudden rain, one after another falling on the strong wind.

Boom boom boom——

The roar seemed to continue without interruption, and each loud noise meant a collision between wind and thunder. The two sides clashed for dozens of rounds in a flash, causing wind and sand to fill the sky, and the sky, which was already covered with dark clouds, was covered like night.

In the sandstorm that covered the sky, the cry of the goshawk echoed.

The dazzling green light cut through the dust in the sky, revealing wings covering the sky among the clouds.

It was a huge eagle Dharma body. It was flying among the thunders that filled the sky. Millions of lightnings shattered as its wings vibrated. A green gust of wind surrounded its body. It broke through the thunderclouds in the sky with the force of a bamboo breaking bamboo and rushed straight towards the figure surrounded by thunder and lightning in front of it.

"Shaowa, Shaowa, the eagle closest to the sky. I never thought I would be able to witness this legend with my own eyes."

The high priest couldn't help but be distracted for a moment when he saw the giant eagle. This was the figure that represented the highest in Khitan mythology and was a totem that countless people worshipped and pursued.

But the people who hold this power now no longer belong to them.

He slowly raised his scepter and chanted a mantra. His aura, already reaching its peak, expanded again, transforming into a massive thunderbolt that pierced heaven and earth. Despite the supreme power of the heavens, the eagle remained undeterred. With a flutter of its wings, its entire form transformed into a meteor, hurtling straight into the lightning.

Thunder roared into the sky, the clouds dispersed, and strong lightning illuminated the entire sky.

In the dazzling halo, pieces of illusory flying feathers floated in the air, dissipated into countless points of light and fell to the ground. At the same time, a huge sword with a dim light also fell. It flew across the sky and heavily inserted into the rocks on the ground.

"Ugh"

The lightning faded, and the high priest slowly put down his scepter. He looked at the flying feathers in the air and sighed softly.

He could feel that the atmosphere in the air had dimmed, and Changshengtian had withdrawn the blessing he had given her.

A complex expression flashed across his eyes, like resentment and regret.

Thus, the Khitans had completely lost their agency. In the upcoming conquests, they were destined to follow the agents of other tribes as subordinates, just as they had done for thousands of years.

"Why do you have to do this?"

The sentence was stuck in his throat before he could finish it. The high priest suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at the scene in disbelief.

The eagle's cry rose again, and a dim giant eagle broke through the clouds. Through the blurry body of the Dharma, it seemed that there was a figure standing in it.

The previous blow shattered the blessing on her, completely severed her connection with Changshengtian, and at the same time released the shackles imposed on her.

At this moment, she was holding a longbow in her hand, and the wind condensed into a blue arrow between the bowstrings. Looking closely, there seemed to be a faint flash of fire in the wind.

This is impossible! Having just been stripped of Heaven's blessing, she should have been severely injured by the damage to her Qi. How could she still condense such a powerful attack?!

Is there another powerful person behind her?
The high priest's pupils shrank sharply, and in shock he raised the scepter in his hand and tried to thunder again, but before he could move, Xiao Yao moved first.

The bowstring vibrated slightly, and an arrow filled with immense power shot out. The fiery gale shattered the thunder in the sky, piercing through the high priest's body. He was pushed out rapidly, knocking away the clouds behind him, piercing through the mountains behind him, and leaving a long trail of dust on the ground.

"Cough cough."

Amidst the rubble, the high priest coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. The blow just now had crushed his internal organs. His pupils were dilated and he could only lie on the ground with his eyes wide open, watching the figure raise the bow again and aim the green arrow at the panicked Khitan people on the ground again.

The bowstring vibrates, the arrow flies out, the wind sweeps past, and all directions are leveled.

Without the restriction from the sky, the strong wind regained its true power, and the large formation on the ground was as fragile as an eggshell in front of it.

The first arrow killed the priest, the second arrow penetrated the formation, and the third arrow shattered everyone. When the storm finally subsided, there was no sound of people on the vast grassland.

The green light receded, revealing the human figure in the air again. Xiao Yao raised her head, and the lightning in the sky was reflected in her eyes.

The roar was audible, and the entire sky was rolling with thunder, as if the sky was roaring.

Changshengtian was furious. Even he had not expected that this traitor would dare to kill his relatives under his watch. This time, there was no need for him to carry out divine punishment on his behalf. Heaven had already brought down divine punishment on its own.

Thunder roared and lightning illuminated the woman's beautiful face. She felt a little tired, so she slowly closed her eyes and let herself fall down.

The almighty heavens would not tolerate the existence of traitors. From the moment she defected from the grasslands, she had anticipated this day would come, so she would neither hide nor flee. Now that the issue with her own people had been resolved, she would face her own end head-on.

I just don’t know if I will see him after the thunder falls?

The wind blew past her ears, and she clutched the longbow tightly in her hands, like a little girl holding her beloved rag doll. Before her, the thunder of heavenly punishment was falling.

Then, the thunder and lightning stopped.

It was as if the world had been paused, the roaring sky was silenced in an instant, all the power vanished in the blink of an eye, and all the thunder froze in the air, as if it had hit an invisible wall and could not move forward at all.

The falling figure also stopped, a flowing cloud gathering beneath her, holding her steady in mid-air. She felt the Qi from all sides slowly flowing into her body, and the Qi that had been damaged by the stripping of the blessing was recovering at an astonishing speed.

A warm breeze blew in, as if a fire was swaying in front of her. Xiao Yao opened her eyes, and in the center of her vision, the back of a man was standing in front of her.

He slowly stretched out his hand and flicked the air lightly. Wherever his finger touched, the thunderclouds in the sky were instantly dispersed, and the roars of thousands of thunders also fell silent.

When he put down his hand, the sky became clear and bright again, and light golden sunlight sprinkled through the clouds and fell on the peaceful grassland.

If those Khitan monks were still alive at this time, they would surely be so shocked that their eyes would pop out of their heads when they saw this scene.

This was a glance from Changshengtian, the will of the god worshipped by the grassland people from generation to generation. Even if it fell on a powerful person, it would be unbearable. However, it was resolved lightly by the person in front of him, as if brushing off the dust on the table.

The same surprise also appeared in Xiao Yao's eyes at this moment. However, she did not look at the sky. Her vision was only that figure.

The man turned around and met her gaze. His outline was a little blurry in the sunlight, as if he had walked from a distant time.

As long as a thousand years.

"Brother Zhou, is that you?"

Xiao Yao looked at him, and her voice trembled slightly when she spoke.

"It's me." Zhou Qing nodded slightly.

People often think an eagle's eyes are sharp and deep, but that's only because they stand on the ground and look up at it. If you look directly at an eagle, you'll find its eyes are also round and bright, beautiful with a touch of bird-like cuteness.

And the same is true for the current Condor.

She looked at him with her round, bright eyes and opened her mouth several times, but no sound came out. For a moment, the scene fell into a brief silence. Just as Zhou Qing was thinking about what to say, the sky in front of him suddenly darkened.

The woman who was sitting in front of him suddenly stood up, stepped over the flowing clouds under her feet, opened her arms like a bird spreading its wings, and hugged him tightly.

".haven't seen you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)