Chapter 248: End of the Road (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Chapter 248: End of the Road (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Months later.
Boom! Boom!
War drums thundered. Outside White Peace Immortal City, a cultivator army was arrayed in perfect formation.
In the sky, multi-colored flying ships circled, their various lights flashing explosively, seemingly preparing powerful attacks.
On the ground, before the cultivator army, stood several colossal beasts, each over ten zhang in length.
These beasts were all dark green, shaped like rhinoceroses, clad in thick armor, and on their backs sat various structures, where cultivators either chanted incantations, waved formation flags, or manipulated formation plates. . .
Boom! Boom!
The sound of war drums reverberated through White Peace Immortal City, causing Ouyang Zhen and Yuan Feihong, who were watching from the city walls, to change expressions repeatedly.
A round-faced youth beside Yuan Feihong muttered to himself.
His surname was Xiang, ranked twenty-ninth, and he was Yuan Feihong's Senior Brother.
"And so many cultivators! Look at the banners of the Spirit Sword Gate, Eerie Moon Gate, and Long Family, all Foundation Establishment forces. . . It seems they've fully mobilized the major powers of Yue Nation, drawing out manpower to exhaust our city-defending grand array!"
Another beautiful, graceful woman also murmured.
"No matter. . . Though their momentum is great, it's still inferior to a beast tide."
Ouyang Zhen, holding a Kui Niu Drum, loudly boosted morale: "Junior Brothers and Sisters, proceed as planned!"
"Understood!"
The Foundation Establishment Junior Brothers and Sisters responded, leading a group of guest elders to reinforce the array's defenses in a certain area.
Suddenly, two streams of escape light tangled together, and a woman's startled cry emerged from within: "Junior Brother Xiang, you. . ."
"Hmm?"
Ouyang Zhen was greatly alarmed, seeing Junior Brother Xiang, ranked twenty-ninth, controlling a dazzling golden flying sword, actually launch a sneak attack on Junior Sister Qing, the beautiful woman.
Junior Sister Qing's chest bled, her escape light flickering precariously, while her storage pouch was snatched by Junior Brother Xiang, who instantly cleansed the spiritual power imprint with a talisman and pulled out a shimmering formation flag! This flag was precisely the core artifact that Ouyang Zhen had given to his Junior Brothers, which could control the array!
"Junior Brother Xiang, you're actually a traitor!"
Ouyang Zhen roared, striking the Kui Niu Drum. Waves of purple lightning, like a tide, surged towards the round-faced Junior Brother Xiang.
Junior Brother Xiang looked at his Senior Brother, a flicker of fear crossing his face, but he still shouted back: "I just don't want to die for your ambition. . . Dying while defending White Peace Immortal City with you might get you abundant resources for Core Formation, but what will we get?"
While shouting, he slapped a talisman onto himself. A layer of golden protective spiritual light appeared, actually blocking the lightning unleashed by the Kui Niu Drum. It was clearly a third-tier defensive talisman!
Junior Brother Xiang, who had been quite afraid, rejoiced when he saw that the 'Body-Protecting Golden Light Talisman' given by the Black Heaven Sect could truly withstand his Senior Brother.
With a swift slap of his left hand on his storage pouch, another identical formation flag appeared. He frantically poured his spiritual power into both identical flags, still cackling wildly: "Hahaha. . . Now I'm going to open the array gate and let the Black Heaven Sect in! What can you do to me?"
But in the next moment, Junior Brother Xiang stared at the protective barrier covering White Peace Immortal City and found that it hadn't changed in the slightest. His expression immediately shifted to one of shock: "How is this possible?"
"Hmph. . . I knew that not only the guest elders, but some of you within also secretly conspired with outsiders. How could I not prepare for such a move!"
Ouyang Zhen flew over, catching Junior Sister Qing, while his other hand produced a jade-white command token: "The formation flags I gave you all have hidden features, controlled by my restriction token. . . Traitor, prepare to die!"
He utterly detested this twenty-ninth Junior Brother. He fiercely waved the token, and a burst of radiant light flew out, connecting with the grand array's protective barrier.
A pure white light column suddenly descended, forming a massive beam of light that enveloped Junior Brother Xiang. Endless divine lightning and true fire emerged, engulfing his entire being. . .
Fear appeared on Junior Brother Xiang's face as he watched his protective golden light being ground away layer by layer. Before he could even beg for mercy, he was refined into ashes by countless true fires, his body and soul utterly destroyed.
"Hmph, that's the fate of a traitor. Junior Sister Qing, are you alright?"
Ouyang Zhen looked at Junior Sister Qing in his arms, when suddenly his hand ached. The token in his hand fell, only to be steadily caught by a flash of light.
Junior Sister Qing let out a soft giggle, her figure retreating like a phantom. Spiritual power surged in her hand as she rapidly refined the restriction token.
"Kill!"
At the same time, several Foundation Establishment guest elders exchanged glances, drawing out their magical artifacts and attacking the White Peak Mountain disciples who were dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events.
"Twin-tailed scorpion. . . Good, good, good. . . I personally gave you the egg of this venomous creature, and yet, Junior Sister Qing, you actually used it to ambush me! ?"
A flash of lightning emanated from Ouyang Zhen's body, reducing a twin-tailed, purple-shelled scorpion to ashes. A black aura appeared on his face as he swiftly swallowed a detoxification spiritual pill.
Yuan Feihong was greatly dismayed, taking out his spiritual artifact to guard Ouyang Zhen, his face filled with disbelief: "Senior Sister Qing. . . why?"
Senior Sister Qing was silent for a moment, then calmly replied: "My apologies. . . In truth, Senior Sister already had a secret Daoist Companion, a disciple of the Black Heaven Sect. What's more. . . Senior Brother Ouyang's plan to defend the city to the death, Senior Sister truly cannot agree with it. Since the Black Heaven Sect could breach the Song Clan's Moon Watch Mountain City, how can Senior Brother be sure they don't have a second 'Earth-Shaking Grand Array'? !"
Yuan Feihong was instantly speechless.
He had originally wanted to say that Senior Brother already had a plan, and if they just held out, his master's friends would come to take over the defense.
But now, there was nothing he could say.
Or rather, saying anything would be useless.
He looked at Ouyang Zhen, and immediately felt that his Senior Brother's decision to blockade information had been a grave mistake.
Or rather, fishing had reeled in a demon beast!
Not only had many guest elders betrayed them, but even many of the Senior and Junior Brothers and Sisters who had lived together day and night had gone their separate ways.
"It has come to this. . ."
A drop of fresh blood appeared on Senior Sister Qing's fingertip, quickly merging into the token, dyeing it crimson. She had evidently employed some blood sacrifice secret art to rapidly enhance the refinement effect.
Crack!
The token emitted a crisp, long cry. A flash of joy crossed Senior Sister Qing's face as she quickly shook the token.In an instant, the city-guarding grand array covering White Peace Immortal City rumbled and trembled, countless restrictions collapsing, seemingly turning into a dead object, losing its original effect.
"Haha, seize this city for this Old Ancestor!"
When Zhang Zhu Sheng saw this scene, a joyous look appeared on his face, but he did not expose himself to danger. Instead, he swiftly issued orders.
The spiritual ships circling in the sky and the Ancient Thunder Beasts roared in unison, charging into White Peace Immortal City.
Crash!
An Ancient Thunder Beast, like a small mountain, caused a minor earthquake with every stride.
Carrying the cultivators on its back, it easily smashed through White Peace Immortal City's gate, stepping onto the main street, where the stone slab ground instantly splintered. . .
The remaining rogue cultivators huddled in their cave abodes, trembling, regretting immensely that they hadn't escaped the immortal city earlier.
White Peace Immortal City. . . was breached!
A hint of despair flashed across Ouyang Zhen's face.
"Senior Brother, let's go!"
Yuan Feihong let out a long cry, summoning his spirit beast. He embraced Ouyang Zhen and mounted the Winged Serpent's back, immediately urging magical formulas, wanting the spirit beast to carry them both to escape.
"Let go of me!"
Ouyang Zhen shoved Yuan Feihong away, purple qi flashing wildly on his face, his eyes gleaming with an inch-long, almost materialized white light: "White Peace Immortal City is breached, I am guilty. . . You wretch, I'll have you die!"
He let out a furious roar, somehow employing a secret art to forcefully suppress the toxins within him, activating the Kui Niu Drum.
Boom!
Lightning danced wildly over the Kui Niu Drum, which suddenly expanded to the size of a palace, smashing down directly.
Countless streaks of lightning fell like a pure white forest.
A Perfected Foundation Establishment cultivator, wielding a third-tier magical treasure, struck with hate-filled might.
Even Senior Sister Qing, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, was reduced to ash beneath the endless lightning. . .
"Hmph, you insolent child!"
Outside White Peace Immortal City, a figure flew forth, terrifying spiritual pressure continuously spreading outwards.
It was Zhang Zhu Sheng!
...
Half a month later.
A dim escape light landed on a barren mountain.
The escape light retracted, revealing two figures: Yuan Feihong and Ouyang Zhen.
But Ouyang Zhen's current appearance was exceptionally tragic; not only was his body scorched in many places, but all his black hair had turned pure white, making him seem on the verge of death.
"Senior Brother. . ."
Yuan Feihong's voice choked with sobs. He frantically searched his entire body and finally found a healing pill, which he fed to Ouyang Zhen.
In the battle at White Peace Immortal City, Ouyang Zhen confronting Zhang Zhu Sheng had naturally resulted in a crushing defeat!
Even though Ouyang Zhen had desperately used several demonic secret arts to consume his lifespan and boost his strength, he was no match for Old Ancestor Zhang of the Black Heaven Sect.
At the last moment, if not for True Monarch Baifeng's other disciples joining forces to cast several talisman treasures left behind by True Monarch Baifeng in conjunction with a formation, briefly entangling Zhang Zhu Sheng, perhaps neither of them would have escaped.
Even so, Yuan Feihong had endured successive fierce battles, chased by pursuers with no escape, either by land or sky. After several clashes, even his spirit beast had died in battle. . .
"This is. . . where?"
A moment later, Ouyang Zhen barely opened his eyes, murmuring.
"I don't know. . . I originally wanted to flee to Mu Nation or Wu Nation, but I encountered a large number of pursuers at the border. I could only do the opposite and run into the hinterlands of Yue Nation. . . The Black Heaven Sect's defenses are weaker here. . ."
Yuan Feihong took out a jade slip, barely deciphering the direction: "Further north, we'll reach the Myriad Islands Lake region. . . I want to take Senior Brother to Myriad Islands Lake for temporary refuge. Junior Brother still has some friends there, and if Old Ancestor Zhang pursues us, then at worst, we can escape to Emerald Island, to see if Old Ancestor Zhang dares to pursue us further!"
"Friends. . . in Myriad Islands Lake?"
Ouyang Zhen gave a bitter laugh, naturally knowing who Yuan Feihong was referring to.
But he had lightly rejected that person back then, and now he had to seek refuge, a reversal of fortunes that truly left him at a loss for words.
He thought for a moment, then made a decision: "That Dragon Fish Island Master is an honorable person; he will surely take you in. . . But I won't. If they don't kill me, this 'ringleader,' the Black Heaven Sect won't let it go. . . I won't come with you and bring disaster upon you."
"Senior Brother? !"
Yuan Feihong's eyes immediately reddened.
At this moment, from behind them, came a sharp whooshing sound.
"You go quickly, I'll cover your retreat!"
Ouyang Zhen's expression changed. He struggled to stand up: "If you don't go now. . . I will immediately sever my heart meridians here!"
After forcing Yuan Feihong away, Ouyang Zhen turned, gazing at the pursuing escape lights, his expression somewhat hazy, as if recalling White Peace Immortal City in its prime, when his master was still alive.
"So be it. . . I, Ouyang Zhen, stand here. Let's see who dares to claim my head!"
He strained to control his escape light, consuming the last vestiges of his vital essence, transforming into a deep purple lightning bolt that surged towards the pursuers behind him. . .
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