Chapter 47: Sudden Turn!
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
That night, on the eve of departure, inside the cave residence, Lu Qingyang checked his gear.
“Zijing Sword, Giant Sword Talisman, second-rank Five Elements Escape Talisman, and a Concealment Talisman…”
Sitting cross-legged on the Jade Couch, Lu Qingyang carefully examined one by one the various Dharma Artifacts and talismans he had purchased over the past two days.
Only after confirming everything was in order did he stuff them into his Storage Ring.
For this trip out of the sect, to ensure nothing went wrong, Lu Qingyang had spent nearly half his entire fortune purchasing Dharma Artifacts.
At present, of the wealth Helian Haoren had left behind, aside from a third-rank Dharma Artifact he hadn’t touched, almost everything else had been sold off and converted into contribution points and spirit stones.
After all that purchasing, his contribution points now stood at zero, and he had less than twenty thousand spirit stones left.
“Hoo… this trip out of the sect should go smoothly.”
Even if three Golden Core True Monarchs showed up, the things in my Storage Ring could probably hold them off for a while.
Not to mention, with Little Martial-Uncle around…
Recalling Jun Moyan’s past deeds, Lu Qingyang felt slightly reassured.
Jun Moyan, late-stage Golden Core, Wei Xian’s Junior Brother.
It was said that within the Chaotian Sect, he was the great Golden Core cultivator second only to Wei Xian.
It was precisely because of their wariness toward Jun Moyan that the Five Great Families of the Chaotian Sect didn’t dare act too brazenly.
A single Wei Xian might not be able to defeat three or five Golden Core True Monarchs, but if Jun Moyan were added to the mix, that was another story entirely.
And just as Lu Qingyang was lost in thought.
The hairs on his back suddenly stood on end, his entire body wound tight.
A feeling of extreme danger surfaced from the depths of his mind, as if death itself had descended!
“What’s going on?”
Lu Qingyang’s expression changed. Every muscle in his body tensed as he instantly grabbed the Zijing Sword.
At the same time, his right hand clutched a fistful of talismans, as if facing a great enemy.
“BOOM!”
Accompanied by a tremendous crash.
Above the Chaotian Sect’s sky dome, a crack suddenly appeared.
A giant claw, shaped like dried bone, reached out from thin air, tearing its way through the void.
“Heh heh heh, so this is that brat surnamed Yang’s sect.”
“Hmph, a mere human boy from some tiny backwater, daring to provoke our Demon Race’s Holy Maiden. He deserves death!”
Hearing the voice from the void, Lu Qingyang’s face went pale, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.
There was no way he couldn’t tell by now — whoever had come was certainly connected to his dear Junior Brother Yang Yu!
I knew it! Anyone who gets tangled up with the Chosen One is doomed!
Lu Qingyang inwardly cried out in bitterness.
He hurriedly blasted open the stone wall of his cave residence, preparing to flee.
By the time he got out, Wei Xian, Jun Moyan, and Chao San had all appeared.
At the same time, the Chaotian Sect’s five great Golden Core True Monarchs floated in midair, faces filled with dread.
“Whoever you are, my Chaotian Sect bears you no grudge and no enmity. Why do you seek to destroy my sect!”
Wei Xian roared furiously, his expression savage.
“Hahahaha… your sect indeed bears no grudge. But who told you to produce a disciple who doesn’t know his place.”
The giant claw’s phantom let out a shrill laugh.
Then it slammed down with one palm.
Seeing this, Wei Xian’s face showed despair.
The newcomer’s aura alone was enough to press him until he couldn’t breathe. He simply could not resist.
Never mind Nascent Soul — even the legendary Spirit Transformation was probably no match for this being.
It’s over. I have failed my ancestors and my masters.
Wei Xian’s heart grieved, his eye sockets nearly splitting.
Jun Moyan and Chao San also wore expressions of grief and fury.
The five great families’ Golden Core True Monarchs were even more terrified.
In this moment, all thoughts of contending for power, of grudges and favors, of glory and status — all were cast beyond the ninth heaven.
They only wanted to live!
And that palm, like the sky itself collapsing, not only covered the Chaotian Sect, but swelled against the wind, blotting out the sun and sky!
It actually encompassed the entire territory of the Great Zhou.
In this moment, it truly was as if the heavens were falling!
But just at this critical juncture, at the center of Lu Qingyang’s brow.
That mysterious silver marking suddenly flickered, and then a brilliant silver radiance shot out.
Then, the entire Chaotian Sect trembled violently.
“Hm? What is that thing?”
The enormous phantom claw paused for a moment.
But afterward, it pressed down once more.
It seemed intent on suppressing that brilliant silver radiance with a single palm.
In this moment, the entire territory of the Great Zhou seemed shrouded in a layer of gloom.
“Boy… remember this bird demon’s name… and one day, take back what’s owed.”
A hoarse, aged voice suddenly sounded beside Lu Qingyang’s ear.
The voice was familiar. Lu Qingyang seemed to have heard it somewhere before.
This is… the voice of that green-robed man in the mirror!
Lu Qingyang’s heart jolted.
Then he saw a silver-white light flash past his eyes.
Afterward, the entire Great Zhou heaven collapsed and earth sundered, sun and moon lost their light.
Everything, beneath that single palm of the demon phantom, was annihilated.
…
Central Region, outside the Vast Sea City.
On a stretch of sandy beach, several figures suddenly appeared.
Lu Qingyang, Chao San, and Jun Moyan were all in sorry shape, their bodies torn in many places, clothes stained with blood.
Not far away, Old Huang, Ma Han, and Li Buqun lay unconscious on the ground, dead to the world.
“Senior Brother… is dead.”
“Why didn’t you save your Master?”
Jun Moyan rose and looked flatly at Lu Qingyang.
Lu Qingyang smiled bitterly.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t tried to save him. It was that Wei Xian was unwilling to live.
Just half an hour earlier, at that critical moment, after the mysterious voice finished speaking.
It had intended to take Lu Qingyang and leave.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang hurriedly called out several names, among them Wei Xian.
But who would have thought… Wei Xian didn’t retreat, but advanced. Facing that demon giant claw, he charged forward like a moth to a flame.
As a result, he died.
Lu Qingyang was silent. Jun Moyan was no fool either.
It was just that the immense grief had momentarily left him unable to process things.
After calming down, he naturally understood the reasoning behind it all.
“So be it. Master passed the Chaotian Sect to Senior Brother, saying Senior Brother was good at guarding the home.”
“Now, Senior Brother can guard the Chaotian Sect forever. That can be considered fulfilling Master’s wish.”
Jun Moyan lowered his head, the usual light gone from him.
Lu Qingyang watched from the side, his heart aching.
Without a word, he pulled out a notebook.
Then he bit his finger and wrote four large characters on the first page of the notebook: Venerable Xuanji.
This name was what the mysterious voice had told him. Afterward, after sending Lu Qingyang and the others to this place, it had fallen completely silent.
The silver marking at the center of his brow had also returned to calm.
“Cough cough cough… this… where is this?”
“Cough cough cough… cough cough.”
The awakening of Old Huang, Ma Han, and Li Buqun broke the silence.
Hearing this, Jun Moyan and Chao San also turned to look at Lu Qingyang.
For some reason, after passing through life and death together, their attitude toward Lu Qingyang had clearly changed.
There was even a faint tendency to treat him as their pillar of support.
Seeing everyone looking at him.
Lu Qingyang took a deep breath and put away the notebook.
This was his debt notebook. What others owed him, he would definitely take back.
“Let’s go over there. I imagine we can find a way out from there.”
Lu Qingyang turned and pointed toward a vast, majestic giant city in the distance.
That giant city truly lived up to the word “giant.”
Its towering walls scraped the heavens and blotted out the sun.
They actually pierced through the clouds and mist.
Even at such a great distance, they could still feel that imposing grandeur.
It was a kind of shock that came from the depths of the soul.
Above the city, there were countless floating giant ships the size of small mountains, displaying the extraordinary background of this place…
“Could this be the legendary Immortal Realm?”
Old Huang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes wide as saucers, filled with shock…