novelapdf Chapter 179 Offering one's neck for execution?
Chapter 179 Offering one's neck for execution?
Chapter 180 Offering one's neck for execution?
"Take him to the outer hall to find the Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng. If he dares to make any unusual moves, a single blast of the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder will make him vanish into thin air."
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Upon hearing this, Xuan Gu's expression remained indifferent, and in his soul form, his face appeared even more somber.
Han Li took it from Lu Jianghe and carefully put the ball of silver spirit into a small bottle and sealed it. To be on the safe side, he then affixed four or five thunder talismans to the mouth of the bottle.
Lu Jianghe observed Han Li's cautious actions but remained silent.
Even if only a remnant soul remains of Xuan Gu, it is still at least the divine consciousness of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Lu Jianghe had no good opinion of this person.
Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator is injured and his vital energy is damaged, he shouldn't be ambushed by two Core Formation cultivators and end up in such a pathetic state.
If he hadn't stumbled in such an unexpected way, he would truly be considered a remarkable figure.
Of course, even if Xuan Gu were here in his true form at his peak, he would be nothing in front of Lu Jianghe.
If we really get down to business and take it seriously, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator can be killed with one sword strike if not with one, but within ten sword strikes.
Looking at the small golden thunder bamboo arrow left behind, and a rib containing yin energy.
After exchanging a few words with Han Li, Lu Jianghe turned and left.
Inside the jade pavilion, the three righteous men sat in a circle.
Wan Tianming's expression remained calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.
After several rounds of telepathic deductions, the group finally reached a consensus.
Whether or not you enter the inner sanctuary, the outcome will be the same.
The existence of late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators has completely shattered the original balance and possibilities.
For these Nascent Soul cultivators, the ancient treasures in the outer hall and the ordinary opportunities in the Treasure Light Pavilion were no longer of any interest.
The only thing worth risking your life for on this trip is the Void Heaven Cauldron and the Heaven-Mending Pill inside.
Originally, relying on the golden silkworm, there was still a sliver of hope to pull the cauldron and seize the treasure.
But now, Wan Tianming felt a deep sense of resentment and helplessness.
What puzzled him was why the Star Palace would break the rules that had been maintained for ten thousand years and allow a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to enter the Void Heaven Palace.
Thinking about these things now is futile.
Wan Tianming attempted to communicate telepathically with Manhuzi and the others, testing their willingness to join forces.
However, like a stone sinking into the sea, they didn't even bother to give a response, clearly having already given up on the fight and unwilling to get involved in this mess.
In fact, joining forces with the demonic path might offer a slim chance of success.
However, it is more likely that they will all perish in the inner sanctuary.
The world is really about to change.
"Sect Leader Wan, although we had a prior agreement, this unexpected turn of events was completely unforeseen."
Wearing a straw hat and a brown cloth robe, Mu Tengzi lacked the imposing and noble air often associated with Nascent Soul cultivators; instead, he resembled an old farmer tilling the fields.
"Although there was an agreement before, given the unavoidable variables, I think it would be better to just wait for the Void Heaven Palace to close on its own at this first level. There is really no need to risk going to the inner palace. If Sect Master Wan insists on doing so, then I'm afraid I can't accompany you."
Compared to Fujiko, Tengoko's words were more direct and straightforward.
Although the two belong to the righteous faction, they are not under the command of the Myriad Laws Sect. This alliance is only for the purpose of obtaining treasure.
After all, Tian Wuzi had a senior brother, Tian Yuanzi, in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, backing him up, so he naturally spoke with more confidence. Mu Tengzi, on the other hand, did not have that kind of support.
"So be it. It is the will of Heaven, and there is no point in forcing it. Let us follow the advice of the two fellow Daoists and wait here for the Void Heaven Palace to close."
Hearing that Wan Tianming was no longer insisting.
Mutoko and Tengoko exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.
The fear is that the other party will insist on doing things their own way and demand it.
Wan Tianming's expression clearly showed that he was still somewhat unwilling.
I knew it was because he harbored resentment towards the Void Heaven Palace.
Tian Wuzi comforted him, "It doesn't necessarily mean they're here to take the cauldron. After all, this is a rule personally established by a certain Star Palace Master. Although there are those who can pull the cauldron in this Void Heaven Palace, as the number one secret realm in the Chaotic Star Sea, it is said that only those who can pull the cauldron can attempt it, but ultimately only the Star Palace—"
Wan Tianming remained expressionless and slowly said, "We are ultimately just cultivators, not immortals without desires. These old rules are outdated. The binding force of rules has never been in the words themselves, but in the people."
Fujiko and Tengoko remained silent.
It all boils down to the same principle.
The strong do not concern themselves with right or wrong.
It needs to be powerful enough.
Words, actions, and even silence—everything has its reasons.
On the other side, the gloomy look on the bearded man's face was not as intense as before.
Anyway, the other party was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, so it wasn't too shameful for me to have taken a beating.
Of course, if any rumors start circulating in the future, it's best not to let him know.
"You two."
The bearded man spoke in a gruff voice, "Want to come with me to gather some Longevity Fruits?"
Upon hearing this, Qing Yi's eyes darted around a few times, and a smile immediately spread across his face as he chimed in, "Let's go together! It's good to gather some spiritual fruits just in case. It's also good to live an extra fifty or sixty years. After all, for us Nascent Soul cultivators, besides the Void Heaven Cauldron, the only other things we can do in this inner palace are pick some fruits and gather some spiritual herbs."
He changed the subject, looking at Ji Yin, "Fellow Daoist Wu, would you like to come along too?"
Ji Yin coughed lightly, "Brother Man, Brother Qing, you go ahead, I won't go with you."
Seeing this, Qing Yi understood, but deliberately feigned a thoughtful expression and tentatively asked, "Oh? Fellow Daoist Wu, you wouldn't be planning to stop here at the Spirit Abyss Pavilion in the first level, would you?"
Upon hearing this, the bearded man immediately became interested, his large, copper-bell-sized eyes glaring at Ji Yin.
Hey, looks like there are people even worse off than me!
This old fellow seems to have more than just lost face; judging from his timid and hesitant manner, his life might be in danger!
The frustration of taking that sword blow was instantly overshadowed by a sense of satisfaction at seeing others suffer even more.
Ji Yin was enraged by their stares, his face turning pale and then flushed.
He snorted coldly and bluntly retorted, "I have my own plans; you two need not trouble yourselves!"
Staying here, at least there are the vague and intangible rules of the Star Palace to keep them in check. If they rashly enter the outer hall—
Ji Yin dared not gamble on whether that evil star would make a move immediately.
Qingyi smacked his lips.
Judging from this, tsk, this guy Ji Yin really intends to stay in this first level and not go to the inner hall.
If he were in his shoes, he would probably make the same choice.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, he turned his gaze to the side and happened to catch a glimpse of the woman from the Miaoyin Sect walking side by side toward the jade pavilion where they were.
A thought suddenly popped into my head.
Could this god of death be about to make his move right here at Lingyuan Water Pavilion?!
He wasn't the only one with this idea.
Almost simultaneously, all the Nascent Soul cultivators present from both the righteous and demonic paths noticed Lu Jianghe's movements.
The previously relaxed atmosphere instantly froze, and an invisible sense of tension spread.
Those low-level cultivators scattered around the garden's perimeter, not daring to occupy the jade pavilions held by the Nascent Soul cultivators, could only peer at them from afar with their naked eyes.
Just now.
In the central area surrounded by several jade pavilions, intricate and complex patterns suddenly appeared on a bare ground, followed by a dazzling yellow-white light that instantly attracted the attention of most cultivators.
A massive teleportation array, ten zhang in diameter, suddenly took shape.
Elder Xinggong Jia then stood up and briefly explained to everyone the dangers of the next level, "The Path of Ice and Fire," as well as some rules and taboos that must be followed. After that, he said no more.
At this moment, although the teleportation array had been activated, the atmosphere in the room fell into a subtle stagnation.
The group looked at each other, none of them stepping into the teleportation array first.
All eyes were focused on those few Nascent Soul stage old monsters, waiting for their next move.
The situation reached a stalemate.
Qingyi Jushi coughed lightly, breaking the silence.
He subtly tugged at the sleeve of the bearded man beside him.
"Brother Man, shall we go to the outer perimeter and gather some Longevity Fruits before returning to the pavilion?"
Upon hearing this, the bearded man replied in a gruff voice, "Hmm, alright!"
After saying that, he suddenly stood up.
The two stepped into the teleportation array, which was shimmering with light.
With a strong spatial fluctuation, the two figures vanished instantly.
On the righteous side, Wan Tianming, Tian Wuzi, and Mu Tengzi exchanged a glance.
Since there's no hope of seizing the treasure in the inner palace, we can't leave empty-handed. Gathering some rare herbs and fruits in the outer areas is better than nothing.
The three of them stood up at the same time and followed closely behind into the teleportation array.
As soon as the Nascent Soul stage monsters made a move, the Core Formation cultivators from various sects who possessed the Void Heaven Remnant Map immediately seemed to receive a signal and began to act.
Their figures disappeared one after another in the light.
These people have different motives.
Some, like the old man in the gray robe, were content with simply being able to safely gather some spiritual herbs and fruits after the first trial.
Some were more cunning, planning to enter the second level, "Baoguang Pavilion," hoping to obtain a top-tier ancient treasure or magic weapon as their own prized possession, or to bring it back to their sect as a treasure to protect the sect.
As the number of people decreases.
Han Li also disappeared into the teleportation array.
Lu Jianghe remained standing in the same spot, with Zi Ling beside him.
Ji Yin sat in the pavilion, his back to him.
Although he didn't look directly at him, the invisible pressure emanating from that figure felt like a thorn in his back, igniting a fire in his heart and making his face so gloomy it could drip water.
He could only try to comfort himself over and over again.
As long as I don't leave this waterside pavilion and don't step into the outer hall area, the other party shouldn't do anything to me.
After all, the rules set by the Star Palace are in place: fighting is strictly prohibited inside the outer hall.
Zi Ling stood beside Lu Jianghe, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ji Yin, the killing intent in her eyes almost tangible, her knuckles white from the force of her grip.
My parents died at the hands of this devil and his henchmen.
Once he dies, this deep-seated hatred will be avenged.
She subconsciously raised her head and looked at Lu Jianghe beside her.
Lu Jianghe stood silently, his posture as sturdy as a pine tree, his breath calm and still as water.
Whether it's because of the feelings in their hearts or the blood oath that has been etched into their bones.
Zi Ling felt that her fate in this life was already deeply intertwined with the person in front of her, and they could never be separated.
Regardless of what the other person thought, she had already made up her mind.
Clench your teeth tightly.
Even if the opponent is in the late stage of Nascent Soul, we must fight and have a good battle. Even if we are sure to die, there is no reason for us to just offer our necks to be slaughtered.