Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1235 hastily
With the flourishing of water and fire, and the merging of the two paths as the foremost, the lineage spread to all directions. Chen Yin's supernatural abilities and lineage were actually insignificant... Even his swordsmanship paled in comparison to the brilliance of the great lineage led by the Sword Sect, and was utterly unremarkable.

However, the sword light in this master's hand now possessed boundless killing intent and was tinged with blood. It transformed into a surging wave that shattered the vast earth element light and momentarily blocked the waterfall-like brilliance!

Taking advantage of this respite, Li Quewan suddenly activated the Taiyin Spiritual Treasure, and a light like silver sand covered him, causing his figure to quickly fade away and disappear.

'Chen Yin…'

The headless body in the sky trembled, and the injuries it had been forcibly suppressing suddenly resurfaced. The iridescent light in its hand gradually dimmed and then vanished without a trace. A rolling gray wind swept in, enveloping its body once more.

Above his head, rapidly enlarging, was another golden spirit sword, its blade gleaming!

It was Cheng Jiuwen!
This spirit sword was completely different from the longsword Cheng Jiuwen usually used. It was only about an arm's length long, but it had two grooves engraved on its blade, flowing with a bright white luster. It flew over and pointed directly at Qing Jifang's brow.

Meanwhile, Shangguan Mi, who was originally responsible for holding off this sword cultivator, was suppressed in the void by a mysterious mountain full of white stones. The divine power that sealed off the surroundings rippled outwards, making it difficult to dispel the flames of this valiant warrior no matter how high they rose.

'【Listening to the Wind at Baishi Mountain】'

The Sword Sect's foundation was indeed extraordinary. This True Person finally broke free from the encirclement, and the two treasures unleashed their power together, instantly generating a murderous aura. Qing Jifang was in a precarious situation. He clasped his hands together and then opened them again, and the gray aura bead returned to his palm.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clanging resounded through the sky, causing rain to fall from the heavens. The round bead trembled as if stung, but the golden sword had vanished without a trace, leaving only a vast expanse of golden energy that crashed onto the headless body with the falling rain.

However, a stronger sense of crisis arose in Qingji's heart.

"Go!"

But then a clear shout was heard, and a streak of light rushed over. Qing Zhuo's expression turned grim. He poured azure light into his hand and gently tapped in mid-air. A dark brown pouch appeared, and with the tap, the pouch twisted open, and intense sunlight burst out, grazing past the headless body in the sky and suddenly landing on the desert!
"Boom!"

Intense sunlight shot into the sky, drawing everyone's attention. With this iconic spiritual treasure appearing, who wouldn't recognize it? Sure enough, the black-clad master appeared with a cold expression—it was none other than Lin Chensheng!

The battle has dragged on until now, so they summoned him here!

All his attempts failed, and as time dragged on, he was forced into a disadvantageous position. The supernatural power in the sky trembled violently. Qing Jifang felt golden energy permeating his body, and the breath he had just taken off was released. His injuries began to ache again, constantly interfering with his supernatural power. Even though he was filled with boundless anger, he was powerless at this moment.

This is really not his fault—from the two spiritual treasures, 'Taiyin' and 'Baomu', from the way of witchcraft to the lineage of 'Kujin', even if you searched through the entire Jiangnan region, you would hardly find another place with so many unorthodox and wondrous supernatural powers!
It wasn't just him who froze; all the supernatural powers colliding in the desert also froze. Almost everyone could see the current situation, and the supernatural powers used to attack each other quickly retracted, leaving only a powerful aura as a show of force.

Chen Yin may not be of much importance, but the influence of a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator on the current battle situation should not be underestimated. Qing Jifang is already seriously injured, and Lin Chengsheng and Cheng Jiuwen's spiritual treasures are both very powerful, so their lives are in danger at this moment!

'Even though they both returned from a great battle and were still recovering from injuries, there is a difference. If it were Grandmaster Wu Gong instead of Grandmaster Shan Yin here, this formation would undoubtedly be broken…'

Shangguan Mi slowly stepped back a few paces, brushed away the wound on his face with his hand, and the flickering flame danced on the bloody scar, restoring it to its original state. He sighed deeply in his heart.

Strictly speaking, Qingji's forces arrived with great fanfare. If only one or two reinforcements were missing from Wangyue Lake, destroying the great formation wouldn't be a problem. However, the battle ended with a series of unexpected events, leaving them extremely frustrated. They achieved nothing, and whether it was a side sect or a magical treasure, it could only serve as an excuse in the end.

'There's nothing worth fighting for... The Northern Expedition was fruitless, the Eastern Invasion was hasty, wasting the nation's resources on petty squabbles—it's all just empty talk!'

Under his helpless gaze, Qing Zhuo finally stepped out from the void, his figure like a spring breeze. He plucked the amber bead that had been lingering in the void, and with a flick of his finger, he precisely affixed a brownish-yellow talisman to the bead, raising it high to illuminate all directions.

The wondrous golden energy storm that had just paused for a moment resumed. As the color of the round bead rapidly dimmed, amber rain fell from the sky, shaking the void and connecting with every true cultivator in Shu.

"It's the wonder of 'Xuan Tu'!"

At the same time, Shan Yin rose into the void, dissolving the golden light covering his body. Even though his gaze toward Ye Hui was still cold, he had no choice but to unleash his supernatural powers and push his cultivation to its limit!

"The Gathering of the Various Plants".

The emerald green light expanded infinitely, like a winding river flowing across the desert. Li Ximing coughed up blood, finally regaining control of Bing Huo, suppressing his supernatural powers, and recuperating from his injuries.

As the light of soaring light shone, Li Jiangqian drew his spear, countless golden threads swirling around him, capturing a blazing, round bead. The immortal he was fighting was engulfed in flames, already eager to retreat, and now only used his divine powers to retreat. Li Jiangqian did not pursue, but watched coldly, secretly letting out a sigh of relief.
'Finally, they've decided to leave.'

His gaze swept over each of the real people, and he remained silent in thought.

Although Qingji Fang suffered a crushing defeat, Changhuai's prestige remained. Without the Yang clan cultivators directing the retreat, Cheng Jiuwen silently stopped when Qingji Fang attempted to withdraw, and Lin Chengsheng was stopped by Chen Yin's gaze. All the supernatural beings stood still, their expressions varied, some observing Li Quewan, others scrutinizing Ye Hui. Not a single Song dynasty cultivator dared to obstruct them across the entire desert.

Only the amber hue still raging in the sky separated things from each other. The desert was a mess, and even though the great array beneath their feet had absorbed most of the aftershocks of the divine power, it showed signs of being riddled with holes after the great battle.

"I should have plotted to defeat you; you must accept it calmly. If you gain the upper hand, you are not allowed to kill any of my family members. Let each other go; that's my way of showing you 'face.' Truly, this is the way of the Great Dao, its tyranny is immense. No wonder it could withstand Qingji Fang's torment!"

'The only person who dared to disregard this 'dignity,' directly pushing a powerful figure's pawn to the brink of defeat, even killing him on the spot… was my father!'

Li Jiangqian watched coldly, looking around without any joy at having repelled Western Shu. He was not one to give up easily, and even though he had left the opposing commander bewildered, he still harbored a deep-seated anger.

'We'll see...'

However, at this moment, the huge weight in his heart was finally lifted, and all the difficulties he had overcome in the past few years had finally paid off!

"With this victory, my family has finally established a foothold in the desert. This [Fire Seeking Evil Spirit Array] is now truly a great array established by my family. From now on, with this array to rely on, we will no longer fear that Western Shu will suddenly cross this mountain, and we also have another treasure land to accommodate our subordinates..."

He was overjoyed, but his expression was quite serious. He took a step forward and said solemnly:
"Thank you very much!"

Zhong Qian, who was closest to him, simply nodded. The rolling thunder in his hand was suppressing a sword-shaped object. This master did not speak to anyone. He clasped his hands in a fist salute, and suddenly heard Chen Yin take a step forward, urgently saying:
"Please come with me to Yuyang!"

"Yuyang?!"

Li Ximing was taken aback, then seemed to understand. Chen Yin hurriedly said:
"I was ordered to guard Xunlin Plain. Just now, enemies came from both sides. I was held back by Li Muyan, but fortunately he was injured. I shook him off and headed north. Now that the siege in the north has been lifted, please come with me to support the south!"

Chen Yin's lifespan is short, and the only thing he can care about is his ancestral legacy. He can abandon his own family in the south because there is no real emergency in need of help, and he also promised Li Shi long ago... He was already worried, so how could he stay at this moment?
He immediately listened to Cheng Jiu's question and answer beside him:

"It should be!"

This cultivator was the least injured among all the cultivators. However, he was stopped by the renowned Shu general Shangguan Mi, who was famous for his bravery and skill in battle, and was also closely watched by Qing Zhuo. He was not very useful and looked quite guilty.

Chen Yin rushed to his aid, and Li Shi naturally contributed as much as she could. Cheng Qian, now a prominent figure in the Song Dynasty, also went to rescue Chen Shi. Li Jiangqian secretly activated Cha You to confirm that Qing Jifang and his group had retreated before whispering:
"My elders and sister are both injured, and I cannot move lightly. I would like to ask Senior Liu to go and provide assistance on my behalf."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Chen Yin left with a single sentence and then sped off south.

After all, there are still two Great Masters in Western Shu. Even if one of them is guarding the north, the other can be freed up to attack Yuyang. There is still danger. Liu Changdie responded in a deep voice and followed Chen Yin and others to ride the wind and fly away at high speed.

Thus, only the Li clan cultivators and the unpopular Ye Hui remained on the vast desert, where their supernatural powers had just stood. The atmosphere became much quieter. Li Jiangqian rode the wind over, helped Li Ximing up, and stepped forward, saying solemnly:
"Your contributions in this great battle are truly immense!"

These words were spoken directly to Ye Hui!

Those present had good eyesight. The two most important contributors to the Western Shu's easy defeat were Li Quewan and this Ye Hui Zhenren... One used the wonders of spiritual treasures and the power of witchcraft to outmaneuver the enemy commander, while the other almost carried the entire battle—if it weren't for Ye Hui holding the front line and using the advantage of thunder and fire to forcefully hold back that great master, allowing Shan Yin to charge into the midst of the supernatural powers, it would have been like a tiger entering a flock of sheep!
Only by employing both unorthodox and conventional tactics can the fierce offensive be interrupted, allowing this great battle to end at an unexpected speed.

However, the price this true man paid was no small matter. As the golden light on his face faded, his eyes were now completely empty, filled with dark purple Xuan blood. His divine power had also declined to the extreme, becoming almost imperceptible.

Clearly, the blood-gold light that finally rescued Li Ximing from the encirclement of the two supernatural beings damaged his foundation and shook his supernatural powers. Coupled with his previous manipulation of thunder and fire and his unscrupulous extraction of supernatural power, this usually composed "Capital Guard" True Man appeared in a miserable state for the first time.

Bai Ziyu showed no change in expression. He simply took out a blue silk ribbon from his sleeve, tied it under his eyebrows to cover his dark, hollow eyes, and then smiled:

"It's not that I'm powerful, it's that Shan Yin is useless—a useless person cultivating a useless lineage, so naturally he's utterly useless."

He was always sharp-tongued and secretly held himself in high esteem. Even though he had sacrificed his supernatural powers to stop Shan Yin, his tone was still full of disdain for the man. Li Ximing, who was standing to the side, had just finished adjusting his supernatural powers and looked rather sentimental, shaking his head and saying:
"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

In the battle just now, Ye Hui had truly given his all. Li Ximing had never imagined he would receive such a debt of gratitude from Ye Hui. His heart was filled with complex emotions. The real person before him simply smiled and said:

"Don't thank me yet, I've come here with an ulterior motive!"

Li Ximing gave an awkward smile, but Ye Hui observed his expression, secretly calculating in his mind:
'The great Qilin is domineering, the little Qilin is cunning, and neither may remember kindness. Among the Li clan, only Zhao Jing truly values ​​loyalty and friendship!'

If it were Li Jiangqian who was in danger, Ye Hui, in that final perilous situation, might not have had the mind to risk damaging his supernatural powers to ensure that the person was unharmed and escaped unscathed—it was enough to exert his strength. As long as the person survived, even if they were still alive, he didn't care how many injuries they suffered.

He only knew that the person before him had a reputation for honesty and integrity, and that he could be swayed by gratitude. He knew that his predicament must lie with Li Ximing, which had led him to such a miserable state. Now that he had explained everything, he chuckled, searched the void, and, not seeing the woman, immediately said sensibly:

"My injuries are quite severe, and I'm in a hurry to get back to heal. I won't disturb your rest!"

"Fellow Taoist, wait!"

Li Ximing sincerely called out to him, took the pills, and went over, but Ye Hui shook his head and laughed:

"I don't lack such things... but after this battle, your 'Complete Core' True Person will be famous far and wide!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was inevitable. Ye Hui rode the wind and drifted away, while Li Jiangqian frowned secretly, lit a fire, and went to the lake with his elders.

Once they reached a place where no one was watching, Li Jiangqian immediately said:

"How is Grand Uncle's injury?!"

Li Ximing shook his head, reached into his sleeve, and revealed a small, lifelike wooden carving. Most of its body was shrouded in a gray haze, giving it a somewhat pitiful appearance. Li Ximing coughed twice and said softly:

"With the assistance of the [Divided Spirit Body], it's not a major injury... After all, Ye Hui withstood the combined power of Shan Yin and Qing Ji Fang. If they had succeeded, my physical body might not even have survived!"

Only after ensuring Li Ximing's safety did Li Jiangqian's expression turn serious, and he said in a low voice:

"The battle had just ended when I saw my sister rushing towards the lake. I wonder if her injuries were too severe, or if something had happened..."

"what?!"

Li Ximing's expression changed, his already pale face showing shock. He didn't care what to say and took a step forward, appearing in front of the purple-yellow hall in the inner formation.

The once shimmering, purple-glowing array was now filled with black water, the sound of rushing water everywhere, and the tinkling of water gushing out from the cracks in the door, flowing down the steps and flooding the pavilions, leaving a scene of utter devastation!
'Li Wushao!'

Li Jiangqian landed hastily and saw that the Xuan Pool in the main hall was full of cracks. The surging black water kept gushing out from the edge of the pool. The black-clothed man who was sitting in it had a face as pale as paper and his divine power was extremely unstable, as if he was about to shatter at any moment!
Beside him, the woman stood suspended in mid-air, pointing her sword finger at the silver and red intertwined spiritual treasure, doing her best to stabilize the person in front of her. The blood on her lips had not yet dried, and she was already covered in sweat.

"It happened!"

Li Ximing instantly understood—the [Xuanheng Imperial Elixir] was already at a critical juncture. Although it allowed Li Quewan to escape, she still needed to be constantly vigilant and nurtured. It was already a rare privilege for her to be able to fight, so how could she be injured again and again!
'Leaving aside the severe injuries inflicted by Qing Jifang's palm strike... this strike also disrupted the spiritual treasure she was connected to while her attention was distracted, ruining Li Wushao's plans!'

No wonder she rushed to the lake without stopping for a moment!