"Such a powerful fluctuation, whatâs going on? Could there be a great battle?" Lin Feng, who was meditating inside the cave, opened his eyes, showing a surprised expression.
He quickly walked out of the cave, came outside, and gazed into the distance.
From a glance, although there was nothing visible, the intense fluctuations permeating the void were transmitted over.
The fluctuation caused by a cultivator battle can be transmitted for hundreds of miles, not to mention Lin Feng was only a hundred miles away from the battle site.
So, itâs not surprising that he could feel the fluctuations emanating from the distant battle.
"Cultivator fight? Or cultivators fighting with fierce beasts in the mountains and forests?" Lin Feng was puzzled.
With such powerful fluctuations, this battle must be extraordinary. He quickly headed in the direction of the battle to see what was happening.
...
"Be careful, donât kill the descendant of Emperor Taiching."
Seeing some experts nearly kill Little Moon, the leader of the Three Mansions of One Sect suddenly roared in anger.
They wanted to refine the Divine Pill.
They needed the fresh blood of living people, not the blood of the deceased.
For the same blood, the effect of the blood of the deceased versus the blood of the living is vastly different.
"Yes..."
The cultivators besieging the old woman responded, and they became much more restrained with their actions.
The numbers on the Demon Clanâs side were already small, and during the siege by the Three Mansions of One Sect, many experts were continuously killed by the Four Great Forces, now leaving only twenty people left.
The Three Mansions of One Sect probably still had thousands of people, they were indeed too well-prepared.
Although there were internal strifes among the Southern Stateâs Three Mansions of One Sect,
Whenever there was common interest, the Three Mansions of One Sect could often unite as one.
Just like todayâs alliance of experts from the Three Mansions of One Sect to surround and kill the Demon Clan and capture the descendant of Emperor Taiching. Those who didnât know about the covert struggles might think these four top-level forces were united allies.
A dozen miles away on a mountain peak, there stood a dozen cultivators, all gazing towards the battle. The leader among them was a young nobleman.
The young nobleman, dressed in white, was tall and handsome, with eyes like stars.
His body clearly stood there, yet gave off an ethereal feeling.
Gongsun Wuxu, son of Gongsun Xian, the Sect Leader of the Upper Heaven Sect, one of the Supreme Heavenly Prides of the Three Thousand States on the Heavenly Martial Continent, with his cultivation having reached the Transformation Realm, this person was certainly capable of contending with cultivators of Huangfu Qingtianâs level.
"Young Master, it seems thereâs no need for you to act to settle these Demons," a cultivator cautiously said.
Gongsun Wuxuâs voice was leisurely, "This battle wonât end so quickly."
His deep eyes looked towards the distant battle, and no one knew what Gongsun Wuxu was thinking at this moment.
...
"Puff! Puff!"
Constantly, Demon Clan cultivators were being slaughtered, blood splattered, and bodies fell to the ground. Soon, only a dozen of the over twenty Demon Clan cultivators remained.
It wouldnât be long before all these Demon Clan members would be exterminated.
"Grandmother, you must take the young princess and leave, she is the Great Emperorâs only descendant."
One by one, the Demon Clan cultivators shouted loudly, each rushing forward, choosing the tragic method of self-detonation to open a bloody path amidst the dense circle of enemies.
After one Demon Clan cultivator self-detonated, a second immediately rushed forward, followed by self-detonation.
This scene was too tragic.
"Wooo wooo wooo..." Little Moon wept sorrowfully, watching as her relatives died tragically, it was a huge shock to her young mind.
The old woman was full of sadness, she did not stop them.
Because she knew that to save the young princess, sacrifice was inevitable.
Even if it meant sacrificing herself, the old woman was willing.
"Crazy, these Demon Clan members are all mad..."
The cultivators of the Three Mansions of One Sect shouted in terror.
They had never seen such madness, or people who didnât cherish their own lives at all.
Perhaps these people did not understand the meaning of "protect".
In this world, some things, some people, need to be protected with oneâs life.
And in the eyes of these Demon Clan cultivators, Little Moon was the one worth protecting with their lives.
Bang bang bang...
A dozen Demon Clan cultivators self-detonated one after another.
The old woman, carrying the young princess, headed toward the northwest, through the breach opened with the sacrifices of a dozen Demon Clan cultivators.
"Move..."
However, the old woman was unable to leave with the young princess because another force was present, consisting of the experts by Gongsun Wuxuâs side.
They had been watching and hadnât made a move.
And now, it was their time to act.
At Gongsun Wuxuâs command, hundreds of cultivators charged out, rushing towards the old woman.
And the pursuers also caught up, creating a situation akin to being trapped in a Heavenly Net, truly despairing.
"Method of Heaven and Earth!"
The old woman shouted, and her body began to enlarge.
Quickly, the old womanâs body became a giant a thousand meters high.
The old woman held Little Moon in her left hand and struck the attacking cultivators with her right hand.
Many cultivators were directly killed by the old womanâs strike.
As the old woman transformed into the Method of Heaven and Earth, her combat power greatly increased, and she forcibly carved a bloody path out of the tight encirclement.
"Hmph!"
Standing on the mountain in the distance, Gongsun Wuxu displayed an icy expression.
Swish.
A light flashed in his hand.
A battle spear appeared.
The battle spear was entirely black, emitting a chilling and bloodthirsty aura.
Gongsun Wuxu directly threw the battle spear.
The battle spear penetrated the void.
Puff.
The next moment, the battle spear pierced the old womanâs heart.
The running old womanâs body staggered.
She looked down at the blood hole in her chest, showing a sad expression.
"I do not regret my death, but what about the young princess? Great Emperor, you once protected the Heavenly Martial Continent, now your descendant is about to be captured by these people for refining, was everything you did back then worth it?"
The old woman cried sorrowfully, her enormous body crashed down.
The old womanâs mana dispersed, and her body returned to her original form.
Little Moon knelt beside the old woman, crying in pain and despair, "Grandmother, what happened to you? Donât leave Little Moon behind!"
"Boom."
In the void, a giant hand condensed, reaching for Little Moon.
This was the energy-hand condensed by Gongsun Wuxu.
Bang.
A figure came walking from afar, smashing this energy hand.
The old woman struggled to raise her head, looking with pleading eyes at the arriving young cultivator, "Please... take... her... to... seek... out... King... Dapeng... of... Southern... State... repay... this... great... kindness... in... the... next... life..."
"Rest assured, I will protect her and leave." Lin Feng picked up Little Moon and quickly dashed away.
"Boy, seeking death."
The experts of the Three Mansions of One Sect roared in anger.
The old woman struggled to stand up, her body began to swell, and she exploded in an instant, a wave of destructive energy erupted, swallowing up large swaths of the mountain and forest, as well as many of the pursuing cultivators.
Blood rained down.
The old womanâs blood stained this land red.
Brimming with endless sorrow, the old womanâs life came to an end here.