Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 744 The Spirit Jade (Part 1)

“Zhong Yunxiu, hesitating and being indecisive is not your style.” Zhang Ruoning’s voice pulled Zhong Yunxiu back to reality.

"We can't delay any longer; the imperial guards could catch up at any moment," she said seriously. "The sect leader has finally managed to turn the tide; this is our only chance, and we can't afford to miss it!"

Zhong Yunxiu paused for a moment, then looked at Zhang Ruoning intently.

"Ruoning, I'm sorry, I was a bit too harsh on you in the past..." she sighed apologetically.

"No, no, no..." Zhang Ruoning waved her hands repeatedly, her expression somewhat strange. "You know what? What I hate most is your hypocritical look, always with that kind of expression that makes people feel sorry for you!"

"Please, am I not a man? I swore I'd expose your ugly face of pretending to be gentle all day long sooner or later!" After saying that, the two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

The two of them were originally sisters from the same school and had a close relationship.

However, as their life circumstances changed and they experienced various things, they also clashed on major life issues.

This caused the two to drift apart and eventually become enemies.

Now, however, all the grievances, conflicts, and hatred between the two in the past have quietly drifted away and dissolved like a gentle rain.

Let bygones be bygones, and let bygones be bygones with a smile.

The two understood.

If they can survive and go back together, perhaps the two of them can return to the close friendship they had in their youth, where they could talk about anything.

Unfortunately, everything vanished with the wind.

This is just a fantasy.

“Let’s stay here too,” Elder Fu stepped forward, a smile on his face. “We old-timers from the old era…”

"It can still have a second spring, at least it can protect and support you, that's something we can do."

Although they were injured, they had taken medication and rested, so they were still able to put up a fight.

Of course, even if they don't recover, the two of them will choose to stay.

At the very least, they won't be a burden to the team.

As the two most senior members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, they had a clear understanding of the situation and had figured things out.

Born into a sect, raised in a sect.

Now, it's time to do something and give back to the sect.

Gongsun Jing, as the head of Piaoxue Academy, is a low-key person who dislikes being ostentatious and has always had a very low profile.

But the current situation leaves her no room for silence.

She also chose to stay behind and buy time. Before leaving, she solemnly handed over the token, representing the highest symbol of the Piaoxue lineage, to her successor, Gongsun Di.

He was clearly prepared to die.

The latter, with tears in her eyes, turned away in anguish.

The sunlight shifted. Dusk was approaching.

Gradually, dusk began to fall in the mountains and forests.

At the crossroads.

The two groups went their separate ways.

One group consisted of senior masters such as Zhong Yunxiu, Zhang Ruoning, and Elder Fu, who led a group of injured but carefree disciples as they slowly turned and headed back the way they came.

Another wave is the younger generation led by Zhong Han, Chen Yuxiang, Gongsun Di... They are young, exceptionally talented, and are the spark, the hope, and the future.

The only drawback.

It's like this crossroads before you. Left or right?

Feeling lost and uncertain about the future.

Without the protection of the elderly, they have no choice but to walk their own path.

Dusk is getting darker.

Two groups of people moving in opposite directions were tilted by the setting sun, their shadows elongated and blending together.

After reaching a certain limit.

We parted ways suddenly and drifted further and further apart.

Only a few clear tears left on the ground can bear witness to all of this.

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Inside the headquarters of the Myriad Beasts Sect.

Corpses lay scattered haphazardly. Black embers and red bloodstains were splattered everywhere.

The dark red, viscous blood flowed into a river, slowly seeping from the densely packed corpses, like a huge dark red carpet. Stepping on it felt somewhat soft, but also had a sticky, nauseating, and clingy sensation.

Most of them were the corpses of demonic beasts, with severed limbs and broken bodies, but there were also some belonging to soldiers of the government army.

Among them were also members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

They drove away the monsters, creating a beast tide that broke through the government troops' encirclement.

This is the way to break the deadlock.

It's also a desperate and helpless measure that results in heavy losses on both sides, even when the enemy is killed a thousand.

Once the beast tide enters the territory of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, it won't care about your status or which side you belong to.

Is it good or evil?

Sometimes good, sometimes bad. Even with Howling Moon protecting them, when the beasts go berserk, all they see is food.

Of course, compared to those who died in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the heavy casualties and losses of the government army were far more devastating.

"Shu Zi!!!"

Zhao Xunyang roared, his body bursting with golden light, like a small sun. Within a radius of dozens of meters, the demonic beasts all fell to the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices and dying.

He almost won over the mother-daughter duo, Zhong Han and Zhong Yunxiu.

Their plans were interrupted by a sudden beast tide, and they were far from willing to accept it.

Of the more than two thousand soldiers they brought, only a little over half remained.

"No self, no sword..."

"A thousand daggers decide the fate of the world!" At the same time, Qiao Xiu and Zhou Zhicheng also used their signature skills, cutting down large numbers of ferocious beasts with mournful cries, just like harvesting wheat.

After a long time, the only sounds in the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's territory were the mournful cries of a few demonic beasts still screaming and howling.

The rest have been basically cleared out.

The beast tide appeared fierce, unstoppable, and domineering over everything.

But as long as the three of them withstand the most intense first wave of attack, they will have the remaining time to organize their forces for a counterattack.

Unwise, mindless, and irrational monsters are ultimately no match for organized, weapon-wielding humans.

The nickname "Terrifying Upright Ape" is no joke.

With Xiaoyue gone, the wolf pack dispersed.

The beast tide was like water without a source, losing its ability to replenish its strength.

It was emptied in less than half an incense stick's time.

"Keep chasing them!!!"

After clearing out the surrounding monsters, Zhao Xunyang quickly led his team to chase after the direction in which the members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect had fled.

He had made a boastful promise to Fan Hongchou.

If we can't win over Zhong Han and Zhong Yunxiu...

He was the first one to suffer...

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Among the dense forest, two blurry figures appeared and disappeared rapidly, one after the other.

The dark green trees and grass rushed past me, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, making it slightly dim.

Swish, swish, swish...

A series of green streaks, like rays, streaked rapidly through the air, heading straight for the vital points of the person in front.

Those were lush green leaves, captured out of thin air by Fan Hongchou, who then casually flicked them out.

Unfortunately, Han Yi was prepared and dodged to the side, using the tree trunk as leverage to accelerate forward.

puff.

If there was no way to dodge, the spirit seed's tentacles, like black snakes waiting for their chance, shot out and knocked the leaves away.

“Interesting… Your bloodline talent… I’ve never even seen it before…” Fan Hongchou narrowed his eyes slightly, observing carefully.

He walked slowly and deliberately, as if strolling through a forest, with his hands behind his back.

He had only taken a few steps when, as if by teleportation, he appeared out of thin air not far behind Han Yi.

"The world is vast and full of wonders. If adults have seen everything, what's the point of living?"

Chi Chi Chi!

True strength gathers, condenses, and compresses.

Han Yi didn't turn his head; each grain of true energy shot straight backward like a bullet.

The peanut-sized amount of true energy was compressed at an extreme speed, becoming like a solid object, whistling and spiraling, raising wisps of white smoke.

That's because the speed was too fast, exceeding the speed of sound, causing friction with the air.

puff…...

Fan Hongchou showed no intention of dodging. When his true force struck him, it was as if he were falling into cotton, slowed down layer by layer, making a slight impact sound, losing its impact force, and slowly dissipating.

Han Yi was not surprised by this result.

During the chase and mutual probing, he gained a deep understanding of Fan Hongchou's physical strength.

He is in no way inferior to him, and even surpasses him in many aspects.

He was arguably the person with the strongest physical body he had ever encountered in his life.

So after firing his powerful bullets and slightly slowing down Fan Hongchou's speed, he didn't even look back, gathered his energy, and leaped forward, accelerating relentlessly towards the depths of the mountains and forests.

"Playing this cat-and-mouse game with you, you little rascal..." Fan Hongchou finally grew impatient.

During the pursuit, he also discovered that a large-scale beast tide seemed to be about to erupt.

Every now and then, demonic beasts would rush out from his side, heading straight towards the direction he came from, which was the location of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's headquarters, and roaring away.

He is currently at least several dozen miles away from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's headquarters.

Even from this distance, you can see sparse swarms of beasts.

So, what kind of impact will the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's base, located at the center of the beast tide, suffer?

A faint wail could be heard in the distance, and a faint smell of blood seemed to waft in the wind.

This made Fan Hongchou's face turn even uglier. Yes, he really didn't pay much attention to the casualties of his soldiers.

But what if the entire army is wiped out...?

Isn't he a bit too much of a failure as the commander of the imperial army?

Moreover, although the government army was strong, it had more than 100,000 soldiers.

However, excluding those who are essential, cannot be moved, and are needed to maintain frontline operations, the remaining number of available personnel does not exceed ten thousand.

If they were all wiped out at the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, it would be equivalent to losing half of Fan Hongchou's forces.

In the short term, he will face the embarrassing situation of having no one available.

He now had a general idea of ​​Han Yi's plan.

Using crucial clues as bait, they lured him away from the government troops' positions.

Firstly, it can be used to create traps to lure him into a snare, making him fall into a trap.

Secondly, by using external forces, they could break the siege of the Myriad Beasts Sect and create a way out.

So no matter what, Han Yi refused to fight him head-on and just kept running.

Previously, Fan Hongchou thought that even without him, it would be easy for the others to crush the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

Now that the beast tide has appeared, he understands that if Han Yi escapes this time, then this encirclement and suppression will be considered a failure.

We must take down Han Yi as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, Fan Hongchou's figure vanished like a sudden, eerie flash, as if carried away by a gentle breeze.

When he reappeared, he was surprisingly faster than Han Yi, appearing right in front of him.

hiss…...

The hands twisted and deformed, rapidly expanding and growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, with layers of white bones emerging and covering the entire palm, resembling a layer of hard bone armor.

Fan Hongchou moved with incredible speed, ignoring any force used to defend himself, and fiercely grabbed at Han Yi's vital points. "Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Explode!"

Unfortunately, Han Yi had also anticipated this.

A large amount of spiritual black energy gathered into a small sphere, as black as ink, gleaming with a chilling black light.

boom! ! !

The black ball exploded, and Fan Hongchou was suddenly propelled by a tremendous force, slamming into the tree behind him with a loud bang.

Click...

With a sharp crack, the thick tree trunk suddenly snapped, and the huge canopy above immediately tilted and collapsed, slowly crashing down.

Suddenly, chaos erupted in the forest, the ground shook and shattered, and amidst the deafening explosions, dust and dirt filled the air. The setting sun shone through, creating a clear path of light.

When everything is completely quiet and still.

Han Yi and Fan Hongchou stood facing each other on either side, silent and neither spoke. Their positions were opposite, one perched on a tree, the other on the ground.

"After all that trouble... you just wanted to lure me here?" Fan Hongchou suddenly chuckled and looked down.

Unbeknownst to him, he had been chasing Han Yi and had already arrived at the innermost part of Black Miasma Mountain, a place rarely visited by anyone.

The dust slowly settled, but the surroundings remained somewhat hazy and indistinct.

Only now has he realized this.

The initial blurriness wasn't just caused by the smoke from the aftershocks of the fight...

Stretching for hundreds of miles, the vast black forest is filled with a misty haze. Light penetrates through it, and the thin mist, like ethereal light, is soft and crystalline, radiant as a colorful sunset, magnificent and beautiful.

As the smoke dissipated, a thin mist slowly enveloped the two of them, filling the surrounding air.

But upon closer inspection, one discovers that within the dazzling mist, shadowy figures appear as if countless eyes are hidden in the thin fog, waiting to devour those who are about to fall.

"Such strong toxicity..." Fan Hongchou glanced at his clothes, which were already showing signs of corrosion and fading.

His clothes were certainly not ordinary.

It's not some kind of magical artifact or divine weapon; it's a custom-made piece by a master craftsman, sewn together with various rare materials, and is fireproof, waterproof, poison-proof, and dust-proof.

It has good resistance to various abnormal environments.

It was actually corroded and destroyed by these miasmas.

“However…” Fan Hongchou’s voice was low, “If this is all you’re relying on… then I’m extremely disappointed…”

Even if the concentration of miasma were a hundred or a thousand times stronger, it wouldn't harm him.

“Fan Hongchou…” Han Yi stood at the top of the tree trunk, his face calm. “I told you, your death is imminent.”

Despite his tall and strong physique, his tone was calm and peaceful, like an old monk in a temple slowly reciting daily scriptures.

It was incredibly peaceful.