There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 30: Opening the Gate

The ink-blooded Jiaoqiu drew closer.

The expressions of the two cultivators, Jiang and Hu, became increasingly solemn.

The Execution Arrow, capable of shattering mountains with one arrow and destroying cities with three, was not able to penetrate the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu's mysterious armor.

Terrifying!

Absolutely terrifying!

And it didn't end there. The next scene completely extinguished the fervor in the hearts of the cultivators at Nanlin Pass.

As they watched the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu draw closer, a glimmer of anticipation appeared in the eyes of the cultivators.

Within fifty li of Nanlin Pass, traps and formations covered the ground.

Once that thing stepped into them, it would be in for a rough time.

In the next moment, the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu stepped right in.

Boom!

Bang! Bang!

A chain reaction was about to occur.

As the halo circulated, one formation after another lit up.

One stacked upon another, one nested within another, each one collapsing and sending terrifying shockwaves in all directions.

Soil flew, wood and stone shattered, the deafening roar echoed incessantly.

For a moment, the sound shook Nanlin Pass!

Even the cultivators at Nanlin Pass couldn't quite tell whether it was thunder rumbling or formations shattering.

As far as the eye could see, everything was in ruins. In the deep pit that extended dozens of zhang, a mist of water vapor filled the air.

"It... should be dead now..."

On top of the city wall, a cultivator spoke with unease.

Not only him, many disciples thought the same.

Only the two Core Formation cultivators on the city tower furrowed their brows deeply.

They could sense that the aura was still there, deep within that pit.

Boom!

Another flash of lightning.

In that instant, the pale faces of the cultivators at Nanlin Pass were illuminated.

Under their astonished gazes, the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu leaped high from the deep pit.

Amidst the thunderous roar, it seemed like a king, striding forward.

Under the deluge of rain, mud flowed.

Its pitch-black armor was as if forged from cold steel.

Breathtaking and indestructible.

Step by step.

The ink-blooded Jiaoqiu trampled upon the hopes of the crowd step by step.

Unscathed!

It was completely unscathed!

As the cultivators trembled in horror, the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu halted its steps.

It raised its head slightly, blood-red eyes fixed on the Core Formation cultivators on the city tower.

The ink-blooded Jiaoqiu knew that those two on the tower were different from the other ants.

They were slightly bigger...

As they looked into the blood-red eyes of the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu, Elder Hu's killing intent grew stronger.

"Fill the spirit stones! Activate the Nanlin Great Formation! Today, I will show it what Nanlin Pass is made of!"

Upon hearing Elder Hu's words, the cultivators at Nanlin Pass immediately complied.

However, what the cultivators didn't expect was that Elder Jiang, who had always been silent, stepped forward at this moment.

"Hold on!"

"Jiang Wu! What do you mean by this?"

Facing Elder Hu's inquiring gaze, Jiang Wu remained calm and said:

"Elder Hu, we must not fully activate the Great Formation."

"Jiang Wu! What are you planning? The enemy is approaching, do you believe me if I say I'll kill you?"

After giving Elder Hu a deep look, Jiang Wu directly threw two slender jade plaques at him.

On the jade plaques were the characters "Jiang" and "Hai."

Seeing the two jade plaques, Elder Hu couldn't help but sneer.

"Hmph... Jiang Wu, have you gone mad? Are you using the Jiang and Hai surnames to suppress me?"

"I am an elder of the Great River Sect, not a steward of the Jiang and Hai families!"

"This is the Great River Sect! Nanlin Pass!"

As the two elders argued, the cultivators at Nanlin Pass stood still, unsure of what to do.

Don't just blame them, even the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu in front of the gate is happy to watch the show.

The human race is indeed as rumored.

A race, mixed.

Living together in groups, like ants.

They love to fight for power, love to seize profits, wasting their time.

...

In the tense atmosphere, Jiang Wu took out a blood-red token from his pocket.

At the moment when spiritual energy was infused, the token buzzed.

"This is the Great River Sect's main order! Whoever sees this token is like seeing the Sect Master!"

"I, Jiang He, hold the Sect Master's order and command the defense of the Nanlin Pass. Anyone who disobeys will be beheaded! Wipe out the three races!"

"Disciples, pay respects to the Sect Master!"

Listening to the roar from below, Elder Hu on the city wall stood still.

His face was full of shock. He didn't understand why the Sect Master's order would be in Jiang Wu's hands.

The Sect Master of the Difficult Dao Sect... also with the Jiang family...

While Elder Hu hesitated, Jiang Wu had already given his command.

"Nanlin Pass! Open the floodgate! Let it pass!"

Nanlin Pass is a strategic location on land and water.

Below Nanlin Pass, there is a calm tributary that leads directly to the heartland of the Great River.

Upon hearing Jiang Wu's voice, the cultivators at Nanlin Pass were momentarily stunned.

Elder Hu on the city wall roared in anger.

"Jiang Wu! Have you gone mad? How can the floodgate be opened? The innocent people are inside the pass!"

"Do you know the consequences of opening the floodgate?"

Sweeping his gaze coldly around, Jiang Wu shouted:

"I said it! Open the floodgate! Let it pass!"

"Anyone who disobeys will be executed without mercy!"

"Jiang Wu! You!"

"Elder Hu, I respect you as an elder! But this is a decision made by the Supreme Elders."

"Confused, confused! Failing to defend the pass, how foolish! How could the Supreme Elders make such a decision!"

"If Elder Hu doesn't believe it, you can go and ask them yourself!"

...

As the two locked eyes, the floodgate at Nanlin Pass was raised high.

Following the waterway, the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu stepped into the heartland of the Great River step by step.

On the city wall, the cultivators watched the receding figure of the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu, their faces filled with embarrassment.

They knew that the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu's arrival in the heartland would surely cause a bloodbath.

At this moment, Elder Hu drew his sword directly.

"Jiang Wu, if I find out that you lied to me, I will kill you!"

Facing the sharp edge of Elder Hu's sword, Jiang Wu remained calm.

"Elder Hu, let me ask you, can Nanlin Pass really stop the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu?"

"Even if you activate the Nanlin Formation, what can you do?"

As the sword edge approached, directly in front of Jiang Wu, Elder Hu spoke sternly:

"Using Nanlin Pass as a barrier, we can delay the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu and send a message to the Sect Master. Why can't we delay it?"

After Elder Hu said this, Jiang Wu sneered directly:

"Elder Hu, you are truly heroic. Do you want to fight the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu to the death here at Nanlin Pass?"

"Do you want to exhaust all the resources of the sect here? Even if we win, what can we do?"

"Elder Hu, you must remember your duty! The Ink Blood Jiao Qiu has its own arrangements for the Supreme Elders. Our task is to protect Nanlin Pass!"

"If we don't open the floodgate, Nanlin Pass will be destroyed, and every savage beast in the future will be able to enter freely. Does Elder Hu want to be the eternal sinner of the Great River Sect?"

After a moment of silence, Elder Hu let out a long sigh.

"What about the people... What should we do?"

"People? Are you talking about blood food, Elder Hu?"

Boom—rumble.

A thunderbolt flashed across the sky.

Under the lightning, Elder Hu's face turned ashen.

Looking at Jiang Wu's calm face in front of him, a strand of white hair quietly fell from Elder Hu's forehead.

The white hair floated in the wind, and Elder Hu let out a long sigh.

I'm old... I'm old...

Hu Fu... I still remember...

When he was young, the Great River Sect was not like this.

(End of this chapter)