Xuanxia

Chapter 1065: Failure

Zhao Liang escaped.

Fu Qingzhou wasn't sure when and how he escaped. He only saw the flying sword thread hit the white cocoon, and then the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and the Styx flowed back. He was already seriously injured, and in this chaos he felt dizzy and even his heavenly eyes couldn't see many useful things.

By the time his injuries had gradually recovered with the help of the Natural Technique and he slowly got up from the ground, Zhao Liang had disappeared.

The Styx was still flowing, no different from usual, but the shore was in a mess, as if it had been plowed by a wild giant bull.

"Lord Ancestral Spirit! Lord Ancestral Spirit!"

Fu Qingzhou heard Aiguli's anxious voice coming closer and closer.

He supported himself on his knees and climbed up. Halfway through the movement, someone lifted his elbow - of course it was Ayiguli.

"What's the situation now?"

Fu Qingzhou asked in a hoarse voice.

Ayiguli spoke quickly: "You guys were fighting too fiercely. I hid with my coffin and couldn't see clearly. I came over after a while when there was no movement..."

She pointed sideways and said, "The fairy who was with you, my lord, I don't know if she is dead."

Fu Qingzhou's heart trembled and he looked in the direction of her finger.

A few hundred steps away, Master Baihe was seen hanging on a tree branch protruding from the cliff like a tattered cloth bag, motionless, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"And him."

Ayiguli pointed to the other side.

Fu Qingzhou looked and saw Ning Wuwang also fainted in the distance. His whole body was embedded in a stone wall, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Where did Zhao Liang...go?" he asked.

Ayiguli didn't know who Zhao Liang was, but she knew who was missing, so she quickly replied, "That man seemed to be seriously injured, and flew away with blood spilled all the way."

Fu Qingzhou then noticed that there was a trail of blood spreading from the edge of the River Styx all the way out of the valley. There was a lot of blood at the beginning, but only sparse bloodstains were left at the end.

"With two Xuanxing and me, and the suppression of the Styx, the technique he practiced in the river was problematic, but he was able to escape..."

He held his forehead.

Zhao Liang...or rather, the white misty figure behind him, was abnormally strong.

Even if it was a ghost cultivator, the Styx Nine Revolutions Divine Art that it had practiced before was completely flawed, how could it be so powerful?

Not to mention today's battle, before this, it could even massacre the entire Jinchan Temple!
Where does it get this ability?

There must be something here that I don’t know.

Fu Qingzhou ignored Ning Wuwang and went to rescue Baihe Zhenren first - then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't die. Although she was seriously injured, she was more exhausted. She had pushed herself to the extreme along the way. Now she was seriously injured and unconscious, but she took this opportunity to fall asleep. It was good for her to rest for a while.

As for Qiu Chan...

Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou felt a little warm in his heart.

The biggest gain of this trip was rescuing her.

As long as people are here, there must be a way to wake her up.

"Take her away, bring her to the coffin and place her there." Fu Qingzhou ordered.

Aiguli responded, picked up Master Baihe on her back, turned around and left.

"and many more……"

Just as he started, Fu Qingzhou's voice came from behind him again.

She was startled and turned around, only to see Fu Qingzhou looking at her with an expression she had never seen before, and whispered, "Thank you."

……

Fu Qingzhou came to Ning Wuwang and dug him out from the stone wall.

Ning Wuwang fainted completely, and the Shuoqi sword in his hand fell to the side.

"When you attacked me before, you were incredibly strong...but your performance today was really not that good."

Fu Qingzhou thought about it and decided to wake him up first. He suppressed his injuries, activated the Natural Technique, and transferred some of it to Ning Wuwang's body. The latter soon snorted and slowly opened his eyes.

There was still a strong trace of fear in those eyes.

"You've already reached the Xuanxing level, but you're frightened by an illusion and can't move?"

Fu Qingzhou sneered, "Is this all you can do?"

When Ning Wuwang saw him, the fear in his eyes faded away and his expression became complicated.

"You have no idea what I saw..." He said hoarsely, "That was not an illusion. If it was an illusion, I could tell it apart."

As he spoke, he slowly got up.

"My Lord...what the late emperor used was not an illusion at all."

Ning Wuwang said in a deep voice: "Those are all real things that happened."

Fu Qingzhou was slightly stunned.

"So, what did you see?" he asked.

"..."

Ning Wuwang sighed, his eyes slightly red: "The answer I want."

Fu Qingzhou understood.

Ning Wuwang saw the scene when the Ning family was massacred.

So Fu Qingzhou also fell silent.

The Ning family is one of the four major families in the Yan State, but it is also a brand-new family supported by Ning Baimei. They do not have a deep enough foundation like the Hong, Yuan and Lan families, so they have always been very low-key.

For so long, only Hua Wuying had been to the Ning family. He brought the Sword of Righteousness with him, and people really gave him a part of the Sword of Light and Shadow for the sake of the Sword of Righteousness. This shows that the Ning family is very conscious.

Ning Wuwang surrendered to the Queen of Xishuo, and there was no news that the Ning family participated in the Xishuo army or the aristocratic family camp, so it was most likely that they had already drawn a line with him.

Zhao Liang passed by such a family and slaughtered them all.

"Condolences."

After a while, Fu Qingzhou could only utter these two words.

Ning Wuwang looked very unhappy and nodded.

However, before he opened his mouth to speak, Fu Qingzhou continued, "Now, it's time to settle your account."

Ning Wuwang staggered and barely stood still, his face still as pale as paper: "If you want to kill me, then do it."

"I won't kill you here. I'll leave you to Sister Wushu."

Fu Qingzhou looked at him coldly: "I just want to ask you one question, do you know you are wrong?"

Ning Wuwang pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Fu Qingzhou was a little surprised.

He originally thought that Zhao Liang's massacre of the Ning family would at least make Ning Wuwang sober up.

But... this guy is still so stubborn!

"Is it because you believe that the soul in the Emperor's body is not from the Zhao family?" Fu Qingzhou asked doubtfully, "Because of this, even if Zhao Liang killed your whole family, you still believe that he is right?"

Ning Wuwang looked at him seriously without avoiding any deviation: "Zhao Liang is possessed by a demon, you and I both know that, but just because he is crazy doesn't mean you are right."

"You want to be a riddler, but I'm too lazy to keep you company."

Fu Qingzhou lost his patience. He frowned and said, "I'm going to take action. Don't resist."

Ning Wuwang sighed.

The next moment, Fu Qingzhou's powerful punch hit Ning Wuwang's chest and abdomen hard. Ning Wuwang's face turned bitter, his eyes went dark, and he fainted immediately, falling to the ground.

"He's also a psychopath."

Fu Qingzhou shook his head.

(End of this chapter)