Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 47 Bloodstained Western Hills

"So they're also looking for Xishan."

Qi Zhe, disguised as a child, looked strange as he watched Nangong Xin and his group gradually disappear into the distance before quietly leaving as well.

Qi Zhe had always been very interested in Nangong Xin, and now that the other party was also looking for Xishan, he decided to hold back for the time being after thinking for a while.

He hoped the other party was truly capable and could find the so-called Western Mountain, allowing him to play the role of the opportunist and reap the benefits.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, night quietly fell in Tiandu City, but the noise within the city did not diminish much.

Under the cover of night, the city of Tiandu was brightly lit, with many figures in the pavilions and towers, and many cultivators gathered in twos and threes.

Having obtained the precious medicine during the day, Nangong Xin and his group gathered at the inn and, as night fell, began packing their belongings to prepare for their departure.

Inside the inn room, several cultivators who had accompanied Nangong Xin looked solemn. One of them spoke to Nangong Xin, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed:
"Young master, if we go out now, there's a chance that villains will follow us with malicious intentions."

They were ordered to protect Nangong Xin, and now, faced with Nangong Xin's determination to leave the city, they could only say what they hadn't said during the day.

In fact, their original plan was to lie low for a while after obtaining the Heavenly Star Fruit, waiting for the Nangong family to come and pick them up. However, a few days ago, Nangong Xin was attracted by the legend of Xishan and has been thinking about it ever since.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xin, who had been keeping his eyes closed for a long time, suddenly opened them. After scanning the expressions of the others, he said disdainfully, "It doesn't matter. I have already learned about all the cultivators in Tiandu City these past few days. There is no one who can threaten us."

In the ten thousand years since the disappearance of the Azure Emperor, the Great Dao of the Big Dipper has been hidden and its essence has been thin. Cultivators in the Four Extremes Secret Realm are already considered experts.

As for the cultivators of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, they are even more elusive, appearing only briefly in times of greatness. Even in the major holy lands, they hold extraordinary positions and are truly important figures.

There are only a handful of cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Realm within Tiandu City, so there's no need to rob them. Nangong Xin doesn't even care about the cultivators in the Four Extremes Realm.

The people in the room looked at him strangely, but could only reply, "Even so, we still need to be careful."

"Alright, enough talk, let's get out of the city. I want to see who dares to lay a hand on me!" Nangong Xin said irritably.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators in the room could only shut up and began to speed up their packing. They were ready in no time.

Qi Zhe, who had been lurking in the darkness for a long time, was getting impatient. He stared at the inn not far away and said impatiently, "What are these people doing? Why aren't they coming out?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Xin and his group stepped out and rushed towards the west gate of Tiandu City without saying a word of nonsense.

"They're out!" Qi Zhe, who had been lurking in the darkness for a long time, suddenly changed his expression and then quietly followed them.

Meanwhile, other cultivators silently followed in the darkness, waiting for the other party to reveal a weakness so they could kill and seize the treasure.

In the darkness outside Tiandu City, Nangong Xin and his group were in a hurry. When they left the city, everything was calm, but they hadn't gone more than a hundred miles when they noticed a large number of cultivators following them.

The number of cultivators lurking in the shadows far exceeded Nangong Xin and the others' expectations, causing them to become increasingly nervous.

Nangong Xin, who had previously been disdainful, now looked grim. Despite his weak combat skills and mediocre spiritual sense, he noticed that many people were following him.

"Damn it!" Nangong Xin's expression darkened. Even though he wanted to return to Tiandu City for protection, he knew that if he turned back, a great battle would break out. "This is the Eastern Wilderness!" Qi Zhe followed far behind the group, surprised that the cultivators of the Eastern Wilderness were indeed ruthless, still attacking even though he knew their background was extraordinary.

After traveling hundreds of miles, Nangong Xin and his group, unable to continue, suddenly stopped. Nangong Xin, looking disheveled, looked up at the sky and said:
"Why go to such lengths, everyone? Even if it's just a precious herb, there's no need for such a big fuss. Why not give the Nangong family some face?"

His words echoed through the wilderness, but were met only with a long silence. Much later, someone spoke up from the shadows:
"What is the Nangong family? If it were the Ji family, I might show some respect, but I don't think the Nangong family's reputation is worth much!"

"Die!" As the previous man finished speaking, a loud shout resounded through the sky, and a figure shrouded in darkness appeared in mid-air.

He was very burly, holding a long sword that gleamed with blood. With a single swing, a beam of light shot through the air, affecting hundreds of feet of the ground and tearing through the air with a series of sharp whistles.

"Damn it!!!" Nangong Xin roared, and the many cultivators around him hurriedly defended themselves, their surging divine power sweeping towards the blade light.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the blade light was shattered in mid-air, tearing cracks in the ground and sending dust flying through the night wilderness.

But this was not the end of it. Many cultivators were lurking in the darkness, and upon seeing this, they all took action and joined forces to attack Nangong Xin and his group.

"You deserve to die!" Nangong Xin and his group roared angrily without even catching their breath, and in an instant, multicolored divine light illuminated the sky.

Qi Zhe, hiding in the shadows and observing the chaos before him, sensed that others were still lurking in the shadows and thought to himself, "There's still someone waiting to take advantage of the situation!"

No one knows the full origins of this group. Even if they attack Nangong Xin and his group with all their might now, a fierce battle will inevitably ensue after they succeed. Those who anticipate this will naturally not make a move now.

Qi Zhe, having considered all this, naturally refrained from making any rash moves. He quietly watched as the group began to dance wildly, blood splattering across the ground.

"Rumble"

I don’t know when it started, but the sound of waves echoed in the dark night sky. It wasn’t very loud, and it could even be said to be very faint.

But Qi Zhe heard the sound of the waves. He squinted at the battlefield in the distance, where he saw dust stained with blood and faintly visible red mist rising into the sky.

"A mountain?" Qi Zhe looked at Mo Ming, and for a moment he mistook the blood mist filling the sky for a mountain.

It was a mountain stained with blood, towering thousands of feet high, submerged by an endless golden ocean, like a sharp sword stained with blood.

But when Qi Zhe focused his gaze, the golden ocean vanished instantly, and the mountain, once a towering peak, turned into yellow earth.

"That's Xishan??" Qi Zhe was stunned. He felt as if he had grasped a fragment of the legend of Xishan and couldn't help but want to recreate it.

As Qi Zhe pondered, the sound of the waves grew louder in his ears, and his keen intuition once again brought him to the sight of the blood-stained mountain.

But the scene he saw then was different. The mountain was clearer, and every inch of its body was flowing with scarlet blood. A creature was pinned to the mountaintop by a spear, and all the blood was flowing from it.

"It must be an unparalleled creature!" Qi Zhe broke out in a cold sweat. He sensed that the blood was radiating an astonishing killing intent, which even the Great Dao itself was aware of. Although it was extremely crimson, it was not human.

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