There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 56: That Man

Ignoring the backstabbing Jiang Chong, the attention of Hailong and Haiyan was now completely focused on Haiguo.

To them, Haiguo was the future!

To consume Haiguo and swallow everything he had, that was the future.

To establish themselves as the ancestors and start by consuming Haiguo!

Just as the two beasts pounced on the heavily injured Haiguo, a sudden change occurred.

Several sharp blades of light cut through the black mist, and a few Core Formation cultivators stood in front of Haiguo.

"You guys?"

"Master! Although we are not descendants of the Four Clans, we are Great River cultivators! If it weren't for your promotion, we would never have become elders of the Great River."

"Please continue to survive, Master, and achieve the position of Nascent Soul! Strengthen the prestige of our Great River!"

"Haiguo Master, please escape!"

Seeing the group of cultivators blocking his path, Haiguo didn't hesitate. Without saying a word, he directly used Blood Escape to flee.

With the speed of a hurricane and blood-colored brilliance, his speed surpassed Core Formation.

In that moment of escape, Haiguo finally understood.

He had been wrong all along.

The old Haiguo Master had been instilling him with a wrong perspective.

The Great River Sect should not be limited to the Four Clans; it should encompass all cultivators within the Great River.

The Four Clans were the true parasites, the source of corruption in the Great River!

As Haiguo fled, the eyes of the Hai brothers widened.

"How dare you! How dare you! Damn it! Lowly peasants from the mountains! Die for me!"

One Law Weapon after another was consecutively unleashed by the Hai brothers, showcasing the profound heritage of the Four Clans.

Although Hailong and Haiyan were heavily injured, dealing with these cultivators was like slaughtering chickens.

In the moment of Hailong's roar, Haiguo had already escaped the black mist.

The moment he emerged from the mist, Haiguo's speed increased even more.

Such speed attracted the pouncing Ink Blood Jiaoqiu.

At this moment, the Ink Blood Jiaoqiu was acting purely on instinct.

Anything that threatened its life would provoke its counterattack.

And Haiguo, using Blood Escape, had already reached Nascent Soul speed.

When the Ink Blood Jiaoqiu moved, chaos erupted in the field.

Some were fighting, some were fleeing.

At the edge of the black mist, Bai Fa Heneisheng sneered coldly.

Then, he plunged back into the black mist.

Listening to the gradually fading roar, Xu Weizhou took advantage of the chaos to draw his sword and fly out of the black mist.

Looking up, he unexpectedly saw the dumbfounded Huchangqing above the black mist.

Muttering the word "waste" under his breath, Xu Weizhou then looked towards the distant silhouette of the Ink Blood Jiaoqiu.

In his gaze, the Ink Blood Jiaoqiu suddenly changed direction, and its body emitted a reckless spray of blood mist.

Seeing this scene, Xu Weizhou's heart skipped a beat.

Has that beast gone mad?

What did it see?

Why do I have a sense of foreboding?

As he looked into the distance, Xu Weizhou's pupils gradually dilated.

Fuck.

At the end of his line of sight, he saw a towering canopy that covered the sky.

It was the canopy of Zilei Daoist!

...

In the future, I will build a huge palace in the center of the two sects!

A tall building! A grand tower!

Zhaixing Tower! Yes, let's call it Zhaixing Tower!

You can pluck the sun and moon from above.

My father will live on the top, and I will live below, where it's warmer.

Just as Xuan Chong was envisioning a bright future, he suddenly heard a deafening roar.

Immediately after, Xuan Chong saw a dragon covered in red and black blood armor pouncing towards him.

Its scales were fierce, and its speed was unbelievably fast!

As a Core Formation Late Stage cultivator, Xuan Chong couldn't react in time.

With a loud bang!

In the end, it was Zilei Daoist who made a move.

With a wave of his hand, spiritual energy condensed into armor, layer upon layer, like fish scales.

As the spiritual energy surged, vines sprouted from the ground and instantly bound the limbs of the Jiaoqiu, pulling it down.

With just one move, the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu was suppressed under the feet of Daoist Zilei.

Nascent Soul, Nascent Soul, this is Nascent Soul.

This is my father!

Before Xu Xuan could speak, a sudden change occurred.

Blood mist sprayed wildly, and the body of the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu shrank several times.

Although its size became smaller, the strength of the Jiaoqiu increased several times.

Tearing apart the vines, spewing out gusts of wind, the Jiaoqiu shot towards Daoist Zilei like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

"Good beast! It does have some dragon-like qualities!"

"Formation, rise!"

Daoist Zilei slowly stood up, flicked his finger, and sword energy filled the air.

The Zilei Sword Formation in the hands of Daoist Zilei seemed alive.

Sword light like a swimming dragon, directly biting at the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu.

One sword after another, fiercely striking the black armor, breaking bones and tendons.

Amidst the bloody scene, the Jiaoqiu continued to roar.

"Hmm? Something's not right with this Jiaoqiu... Retreat, let me handle it properly."

"Yes."

The cultivators retreated, and Daoist Zilei first used a purple seal to stabilize the surrounding spiritual energy.

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, one formation after another appeared, with sword light like a sea, turning the Jiaoqiu into a small loach in a bowl.

"Master, the Patriarch wants to capture this beast alive!"

"This beast is extraordinary, seemingly inheriting a trace of the true dragon's transformation."

"Dragons, they can be huge and elusive. The Patriarch has been moved by its potential."

"Alas, I wonder if we'll get to see the Patriarch unleash three thousand swords!"

"When I was young, I saw it once. It was truly spectacular!"

"It was awe-inspiring! Unbelievable!"

...

Listening to the flattering voices of the cultivators behind him, Xu Xuan remained calm.

Since childhood, Xu Xuan knew that he had an extraordinary father.

And this father of his loved him very much.

Being born in old age, how could he not be loved?

While Daoist Zilei dealt with the ink-blooded Jiaoqiu, Xu Weizhou also rushed over from the other side.

The Patriarch has arrived, and the Great River Sect's leader has escaped with serious injuries. The rest won't cause much trouble.

At this moment, it's important to claim credit!

Looking coldly at the nearby Lake Changqing, Xu Weizhou shouted, "Keep an eye on this place and don't let anything go wrong!"

Without giving Lake Changqing time to react, Xu Weizhou directly soared into the sky on his flying sword.

Not long after Xu Weizhou left, a fierce battle erupted in the black forest.

The two sides fighting were He Niansheng and Jiang Chong.

Following the signal, Jiang Chong fell into an ice pit.

Inside the ice pit was an embedded formation.

Collapse, cone top, pitfall, burial...

After escaping the ice pit and before catching his breath, Jiang Chong was directly pierced through by an ambush from He Niansheng.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, that slender ice cone would have completely disabled his combat ability.

The ice sealing talisman combined with the ice explosion technique made it even more difficult for Jiang Chong to defend against.

Even a drop of water on his sleeve could be used by He Niansheng!

What made Jiang Chong even more speechless was that He Niansheng had also poisoned him!

Poison from pills, poison from plants, mixed poison!

In the end, Jiang Chong couldn't take it anymore.

"He Niansheng, you call yourself a Supreme? Do you have the guts to fight me fair and square? Is this how you killed my brother?"

As soon as Jiang Chong said this, He Niansheng stopped hiding. He slowly walked out from the shadows, holding a slender blade in his hand.

At the sight of that slender sword, Jiang Chong's eyes suddenly turned red.

That black peak sword was the Law Weapon of the late Jiang Xiong!

"He Niansheng! I'll kill you no matter what!"

With his blood boiling, Jiang Chong burned his essence blood in a fit of rage.

Jiang Chong swore that he would spare no cost and do everything in his power to kill He Niansheng!

But in the instant he burned his essence blood, Jiang Chong's face suddenly turned pale.

"When... when did you tamper with me?"

In Jiang Chong's unbelieving gaze, the white-haired man in black slowly approached.

His eyes... as cold as winter.

(End of this chapter)