Sister, I don't want to be a furnace anymore. I'm about to become an immortal.

Chapter 139: Thirteen Tombs

"Father!"

As the word "father" reached the ears of everyone present, everyone was shocked.

You know, Mo Duanhun's father, the previous master of Yin Fu Palace, had already reached a terrifying level of strength, but because of his own problems, he had been in seclusion for hundreds of years. But now, he actually appeared in this place.

"Ugh……"

A low sigh exploded in everyone's ears, and then the shadowy figure slowly raised his right hand and slapped everyone below.

The palm print that was as big as a mountain came down with the power of destruction. Except for the people from Yin Fu Palace, everyone else present ran out like crazy. They would definitely die if this palm print came down.

Mo Duanhun wiped away the tears from his eyes. He knew his father's current condition and was afraid that he would die completely after this palm strike.

Suppressing the sadness in his heart, he would never let these people escape, even if it meant losing his life. He gritted his teeth and shouted:

"You guys from Yin Fu Palace, stop them!"

Upon hearing this, the remaining few people in Yin Fu Hall all had a flash of determination in their eyes. They rushed towards the nearest opponent, completely disregarding their own injuries, and were determined to keep the opponent at all costs.

Seeing this, the group of fleeing weirdos cursed angrily, but the people from Yin Fu Palace had already made up their minds to take someone with them even if they died.

"Crazy, a bunch of lunatics!"

Han Ling shouted angrily and fled quickly into the distance, while Han Shan changed the direction of his escape. The big hand in the air was getting closer and closer. Even though they were powerful warriors in the fusion realm, they would definitely be seriously injured or even killed by this big hand.

"Did I let you go?"

The voice came from behind Han Ling, frightening him so much that he turned his head and said reluctantly:

"Mo Duanhun, I admit defeat this time. Let me go and let this matter rest. We will not trouble your Yin Fu Palace anymore."

Hearing this, Mo Duanhun suddenly laughed out loud and followed Han Ling with a cold look in his eyes.

"Let it go? Then the people from Yin Fu Palace died in vain?"

After saying that, Mo Duanhun slapped the other person on the back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Han Ling's mouth, almost knocking him to the ground.

"Are you crazy? If you stay here, you will die too!" Han Ling roared.

However, in response to his threat, Mo Duanhun simply replied:

"so what?"

Hearing this, Han Ling's heart sank and he sped up again. He completely gave up on defense and flew forward at high speed.

But even so, he was still entangled by Mo Duanhun, and the next second, the palm print in the sky finally fell down.

Suddenly, a loud bang like a thunderstorm exploded between heaven and earth, and the earth began to tremble, sink, and be torn apart.

Cracks that looked like huge mouths of the abyss continued to spread into the distance, splashing up dust. The world, which was already filled with fog, could not see anything clearly at this moment.

The air was filled with smoke and dust. The scene was like the end of the world, making people feel despair.

The strong wind began to rage, bringing up sand, stones and broken branches, like sharp swords, ruthlessly harvesting everything around.

The lucky trees were broken in half by the strong wind, floated into the sky with the wind, and then fell down heavily, continuing to fly into the air, over and over again, until they were reduced to powder.

After an unknown amount of time, the dust slowly settled. Looking down, one could see a hundred-meter-long palm print deeply imprinted on the ground.

Various broken limbs and arms were buried underground, telling the story of the horrific scene that had occurred before.

"Cough...cough..."

A cough came from somewhere, and Han Ling slowly crawled out of the ruins. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth. He covered his chest, where there was a wound deep enough to see the bone. He looked like he was about to die.

Han Ling looked around and found that there was no one alive except for the sound of breathing beneath his feet.

Looking at Mo Duanhun lying on the ground with more breathing in than in breathing out, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He kicked the opponent in the head. Just when his kick was about to hit him, a spiritual sword suddenly shot out from a distance and pierced directly into his knee.

"what……"

Han Ling roared in pain. The spirit sword on his foot seemed to be poisonous, constantly eroding his vitality. An extremely hot breath kept pouring into his body, making him feel as if his whole body was burning and extremely painful.

A figure shot towards him, and Han Ling was kicked dozens of meters away. He fell to the ground, dying. The resentment in his eyes was almost overflowing. His teeth were chattering as he spoke word by word:

"Evil spirit..."

After saying these two words, he no longer had any hope of life.

The person who came was Xiao Yichen. Just now, he had successfully broken through to the middle stage of the Jindan realm. At this moment, he seemed to have endless energy. Not only that, what made him most satisfied was his physique after the breakthrough.

Use meridians as pathways to connect everything in the body, transform acupuncture points into points, and store the power of heavenly tribulation.

It can be said that at this moment, every acupuncture point on his body is a golden elixir.

Compared with ordinary cultivators, the speed of mobilizing the spiritual energy in the body is many times faster.

When someone launches an attack from their palm, they must first mobilize the spiritual energy from their dantian and transfer it to their palm before they can launch the attack.

However, Xiao Yichen didn't need this step at all, as there were a lot of acupoints on his palms that stored the power of heavenly tribulation.

Now his true strength can easily defeat a cultivator at the middle level of the Concentration Realm. It can be said that at this moment, Xiao Yichen has officially entered the ranks of the strong and is no longer someone who can be bullied by others.

"senior!"

He quickly came to Mo Duanhun and wanted to heal him, but he didn't dare to make any move. After all, the life force in his body was more toxic than poison to Mo Duanhun.

"cough……"

Mo Duanhun on the ground coughed heavily, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and the movement of his chest was so weak that he was almost dying. He barely opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yichen. After feeling the strong power of heavenly tribulation in his body, although he was in some pain, he still revealed a smile.

"It seems... you succeeded... Don't forget... what you promised... me..."

Xiao Yichen was so anxious that his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He didn't even dare to touch Mo Duanhun, for fear of hurting him.

"I remember, I remember. Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise. Tell me how to save you."

"Heh... Heh, don't waste your energy... As long as you still remember your promise... that's all that matters... It's just a pity... I won't be able to see that day..."

After saying this, Mo Duanhun completely lost all life, stopped breathing, and his chest stopped rising and falling.

Xiao Yichen stared blankly at the old man who had lost his heartbeat, with extremely complicated emotions in his eyes.

The two had known each other for less than a month, and not only did the other party give him such a precious treasure as the Fairy Core Crystal, he also died to protect him. This favor was indeed huge.

Yun Mei and Liu Qingqing also arrived here at this time. Seeing Mo Duanhun lying dead on the ground, they both covered their mouths. They couldn't believe that a strong man in the fusion realm had died like this.

Xiao Yichen lowered his eyes and slowly lifted up Mo Duanhun's body. He came to the place where he had absorbed the immortal core crystal before, dug a pit there, and buried him there. He found a stone and carved it into a tombstone with a few swords. He engraved on it:

Benefactor: Tomb of Mo Duanhun

It took him another half a day to find the bodies of the remaining 12 people from the Yin Fu Palace. Many of them were badly damaged. He buried them one by one next to Mo Duanhun and engraved the following on them:

Benefactor, Tomb of the Forefather of Yinfu Palace

It's ridiculous. These 12 people died to protect him, but he didn't even know their names. If the 12 people didn't have the tokens of the Yin Fu Palace on them, Xiao Yichen might not even be able to find all their bodies.

After doing all this, he took Yunmei, Liu Qingqing and the unconscious Xiaozi, knelt down in front of the tomb, and kowtowed heavily to the 13 tombstones in front of him.

"Don't worry, seniors. Even if it costs me my life, I will help you fulfill your last wish. The next time you come here, it will become the same as the outside world. Rest in peace..."