socalfunplaces Chapter 128 Everyone Has a Personal Old Man
Chapter 128 Everyone Has a Personal Old Man
Chapter 128 Everyone Has a Personal Old Man
boom-!!!
Before Xuan Gu could think further, Li Feiyu's three laser cannons on his left arm fired simultaneously, the three golden beams merging into one, like a sword of divine punishment, tearing through the void.
Wherever it passed, the yin energy permeating the air evaporated instantly, like snow meeting the sun. The skeletal hand that had grabbed it only had time to make contact with the pillar of light before it shattered with a bang. Then, its momentum did not diminish as it continued to bombard the location of the Xuan Bone body.
Xuan Gu's expression changed drastically, and his figure transformed into a wisp of dark green smoke as he desperately dodged to the side.
With a deafening roar, a golden beam of light slammed into the stone wall behind him, instantly blasting through the entire mountain. Debris flew everywhere, dust billowed, and the entire hall trembled violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
"Damn it!" Xuan Gu gritted his teeth, his heart filled with shock. These few juniors who were merely at the Core Formation stage were so lucky that they were able to find such a terrifying puppet.
Yes, in his mind, Han Li's puppet was a relic of an ancient cultivator obtained from some unknown cave.
Nothing more. Thunder Bamboo is extremely rare, and he had never seen more than a few in his lifetime. The puppet in front of him was made entirely of Thunder Bamboo, and with those unheard-of mechanical runes, its value was simply immeasurable. It was definitely not something that a Core Formation or even Nascent Soul cultivator could refine.
But now is not the time to think about these things; he has to find a solution.
If he were allowed to continue attacking, he would have no chance of survival today.
After glancing around, Xuan Gu decisively fixed his gaze on Xu Qi'an in the corner.
With such a weak soul, such a frail body, and such an ordinary appearance, the fact that he managed to get here suggests he might be the young master of some powerful sect.
Capturing him would deter others from acting rashly.
Upon this thought, Xuan Gu's eyes flashed, and the Seven-Colored Lotus, which had been standing quietly in the center of the pool, suddenly trembled. Then, the pool water exploded, and a black serpent with a body three or four feet long and fleshy horns on its head suddenly emerged from the water.
"It's the Demon Crown Serpent!" Shi Die was shocked. The Seven-Colored Lotus was actually transformed from the fleshy crown on its head.
Jin Qing and Hu Yue, who were standing to the side, broke out in a cold sweat. If they hadn't listened to Han Li and rashly stepped forward to pick the fruit, they would probably be dead in the pond by now.
With a hiss, the Demon Crown Serpent twisted its massive body and lunged at Han Li, its mouth wide open, revealing two rows of menacing fangs. A foul stench filled the air as it bit down.
Han Li remained expressionless, while Li Feiyu instantly appeared in front of him, her photon arm blade drawing a perfect arc.
With a flash of golden light, the body of the demonic serpent was neatly severed in the middle, splitting into two.
It was because of Li Feiyu's pause in attack that Xuan Gu seized the opportunity, shifted his body, and shot towards Xu Qi'an.
Regardless of anything else, Xuan Gu was quite confident in his ability to escape. In the blink of an eye, he was already close to Xu Qi'an, and could almost feel the warm aura emanating from the young body.
His thinking was sound, and his strategy was flawless; he only miscalculated one thing.
That is, Xu Qi'an is also a protagonist.
"Thump."
A clear, crisp sound of a wooden fish suddenly rang out from the depths of Xu Qi'an's consciousness.
Xuan Gu's movements suddenly stopped; he had seen it.
Amidst an endless expanse of golden light, a handsome monk dressed in white sat cross-legged, his hands clasped together, a smile on his face.
That smile was compassionate and gentle, like the Buddha's mercy upon all beings.
However, behind this white-robed monk, a terrifying twelve-armed Asura phantom stood silently, like a god or a demon.
His gaze toward Xuan Gu was calm and indifferent, as if he were looking down at an ant.
"Times have changed, and nowadays even such a brat dares to be presumptuous in front of this humble monk."
The first half of the sentence was Xu Qi'an's voice, but the second half of the sentence had a different tone and was clearly spoken by someone else.
"Damn it!!!"
Xuan Gu's eyes were wide with rage, and his very soul trembled!
What is this?!
What is this?!
He had lived for thousands of years and had never seen such a bizarre existence.
escape!
We must escape!
Xuan Gu exerted all his strength, and the black smoke formed from his divine soul suddenly turned and rushed towards Xiao Yan, who was not far away.
This young man is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, but his soul strength is extremely powerful. As long as you devour him, you can at least repair your damaged soul.
But in the next moment, a cold snort came from Xiao Yan's body, and the pale white flames, carrying powerful soul force, transformed into a long whip and lashed down heavily.
With a snap, Xuan Gu let out a heart-wrenching scream, his soul nearly shattered into pieces by the whip.
Another one!
Another junior hiding an old monster inside!
Has he been away from the cultivation world for too long? How come the ants he encountered today are all so outrageous? Aren't they afraid of being possessed? How can they allow the soul of such a powerful being to reside in their bodies?
No! He still has a great grudge to avenge, how can he die here so easily? He must survive at all costs!
"Speaking of which—"
The Xuan Gu Shangren, who had re-formed, suddenly spoke. His emerald green figure was even paler than before, almost transparent, clearly indicating that his soul power was nearly depleted after the successive injuries. He raised his head, looked at Han Li and the others, and slowly swept his gaze across their faces, saying to himself, "I don't seem to have any major grudges with any of you. If I were to admit defeat now and submit to your rule, would you spare my life?"
Han Li merely gave a forced smile and said, "You'd better not joke around. I don't think that if you had the upper hand today, you would let us go so easily."
"Are you really not giving me even the slightest chance?" Xuan Gu was still unwilling to give up: "In my previous life, I was at least a Nascent Soul cultivator. While I may not be an expert on everything, I do know many lost techniques and secret arts. If you spare my life, I will tell you everything I know without reservation. If you are still worried, I can swear a great oath to my heart demons and never go back on my word."
"No need." Han Li shook his head firmly, interrupting Xuan Gu's sales pitch.
"————" Xuan Gu remained silent. What a cautious kid, unwilling to give even the slightest chance.
That's it.
"So be it." Xuan Gu sighed softly, the pleading and humility in his tone suddenly vanishing completely. After all, he was a sect founder and a Nascent Soul cultivator; there was no need for him to lose his final dignity on his deathbed.
He straightened his back, flipped his ghostly claw, and a small arrow, its body a deep blue-green and crackling with black electric arcs, appeared in his palm. He drew it like a bow, his right hand slightly pulling back, his left hand pushing forward, the arrowhead pointing at Russell: "Kid, you're the only one left. Let the one inside you come out."
"As you wish." Russell raised his right hand and gently snapped his fingers. The four elements and five spirits manifested behind him as four large and five small halos of light, sacred and magnificent. The entire hall was illuminated by this dazzling light. "Haha, hahahahaha!!!" Seeing this, Xuan Gu couldn't help but burst into laughter, his laughter filled with endless relief.
He knows it!
He knows it!
This game was a dead end from the very beginning.
It's not that he's not strong enough.
It's not that his plans weren't deep enough.
But fate had other plans, and he just happened to run into these little monsters.
Otherwise, today would be the day he ascends to heaven from his predicament and is reborn!
What can be done?
"Come on—" With a roar, Xuan Gu shot out the small arrow from the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo in his hand.
This arrow seemed to drain all his energy and spirit. The moment it was released, his already almost transparent figure collapsed and turned into countless points of light, disappearing without a trace.
【Words of Power: A Dustless Land】
call-
The endless repulsive force erupted from Russell's center, creating a sudden whirlwind. The Heavenly Thunder Bamboo Arrow shot into it, but it was stuck in the mud and could not advance an inch, hovering in front of him.
Russell raised his hand, gently squeezed, and put the small arrow into his palm.
"Is it over?" Xiao Yan blinked, looking suspicious.
Russell shook the small Thunder Bamboo Arrow in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Of course not."
As he spoke, an extremely scorching flame suddenly erupted from his left palm, while his right hand, gripping the Thunder Bamboo Arrow, slashed it across his palm. A piercing scream emanated from the arrow, and at the same time, a system notification sounded in Russell's mind—
[Xiao Cha (Blue), current causal connection 0→100%, triggering a lottery draw: White*1, Cyan*1, Blue*1. Draw now?]
Russell put away the small arrow and looked at Xiao Yan: "That's the end of it."
Xiao Yan shrugged. Very good, it really fits the character setting.
Just then, a clear chime suddenly rang out from Han Li's body and a mound of earth not far away. Han Li's expression brightened, and he raised his hand to pat the storage bag at his waist, and the Void Heaven Remnant Map flew out.
Russell also raised his hand and grasped the tattered scroll in the mound of earth into his palm.
Both of the fragmented scrolls feature a golden lightsaber pattern, pointing in the same direction.
Han Li's eyes lit up: "The Void Heaven Palace has finally opened."
Once we obtain the Void Heaven Cauldron, we can begin to do many things.
After carefully putting away the remaining map, Han Li approached Jin Qing, Shi Die, and the others, and said calmly, "Fellow Daoists, the Void Heaven Palace is opening, and we must set off immediately. We may not be able to attend to you all. You should also leave this place as soon as possible to avoid being caught in the crossfire."
Jin Qing, Shi Die, and the other two exchanged glances and nodded: "Fellow Daoist Han, you don't need to worry about us. Our strength is too weak, and if we go with you, we will only be a burden. We will have a proper get-together after Fellow Daoist Han returns from the Void Heaven Palace."
Shi Die opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only looked at Han Li deeply and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Han—take care."
Han Li nodded without saying much. He immediately instructed Qu Hun to escort the group away to avoid running into that old man Ji Yin along the way. He himself led Li Feiyu and Luo Su to follow the direction indicated by the incomplete map.
All I can say is that the Chaotic Star Sea is simply too vast.
Even at Russell and his companions' current speed, it took them almost half a month to find the location of the Void Heaven Palace by following the guidance of the incomplete map.
It was a huge palace suspended in the void, spanning hundreds of miles in circumference. It was majestic and magnificent, with an imposing presence that stretched as far as the eye could see. The entire structure was made of some kind of crystal-clear jade, which refracted seven colors under the starlight, making it seem like a dream.
The four concealed their auras and entered the hall. After passing through a long corridor, a huge hall, hundreds of feet in circumference, suddenly appeared before them.
Inside the hall, dozens of thick jade pillars stood majestically, with three to five cultivators standing on each pillar, some with their eyes closed in meditation, some talking in hushed tones, and some cautiously surveying their surroundings.
"I don't think I can't fight him." Xiao Yan estimated his current combat strength. With the help of taking pills to cheat and borrowing a little soul power from his teacher, he could put up a fight with a Dou Wang.
Russell's gaze swept across the crowd, then he paused slightly. There were quite a few familiar faces here at this moment.
For example, the old man in a blue robe standing on one of the jade pillars had a thin face and a long breath; one could tell at a glance that he was Qingyi Jushi.
Looking at the other jade pillar, a beautiful woman with a graceful bearing sits quietly cross-legged, holding a long sword. Her brows reveal a hint of heroism; she is none other than Madam Wen.
Um----
Russell's gaze lingered on Mrs. Wen for a moment longer.
It has a lot of charm.
Regardless of anything else, there is no one more suitable than Lady Wen for the role of a furnace or vessel.
At that moment, Han Li's gaze fell on something else.
She was a female cultivator in purple robes.
She stood alone on a jade pillar, her figure slender and graceful, her face exquisitely beautiful, her eyes carrying a hint of aloofness and detachment, her purple dress standing out conspicuously in the crowd.
Han Li took a few steps and walked towards the purple-clad female cultivator. He spoke softly and began to chat with her: "Fellow Daoist Zi Ling, it's been a long time."
"Fellow Daoist Han." The purple-clad female cultivator was clearly delighted by Han Li's arrival and immediately showed a joyful expression.
After a few words, Han Li actually smiled. Although it was faint, it was a rare expression of emotion for someone whose face was usually expressionless.
Xiao Yan moved closer to Xu Qi'an and asked in a low voice, "Is that Zi Ling?"
Xu Qi'an stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping over the purple-clad female cultivator. He nodded firmly, looking like someone who had been there before: "Definitely. At this stage, I reckon only Zi Ling and Nangong Wan can make Old Demon Han show this expression."
Yuan Yao is not enough. Given Han Li's personality, even with the original story as a basis, he would never easily believe something without firsthand experience and real-life evidence.
Xiao Yan nodded thoughtfully, then followed Russell's gaze and saw Madam Wen. Russell also noticed their gazes. The three of them exchanged glances and couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile.
Before long, Han Li brought Zi Ling back to the pillar where the three of them were. Zi Ling followed behind Han Li, her purple dress swaying gently in the evening breeze, her eyes and brows carrying a touch of just the right amount of gentleness.
"Zi Ling, these two are Fellow Daoist Russell and Fellow Daoist Xiao Yan, whom I mentioned to you. This is Fellow Daoist Xu. They are all close friends of mine."
Upon hearing this, Zi Ling stepped forward gracefully and gave a slight curtsy to Russell and the other two: "Thank you all for taking care of Brother Han for so many years. I am very grateful."
Between the lines, it is clear that he has put himself in the position of Madam Han.
"Oh?" Russell raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting back and forth between her and Han Li, a meaningful smile gradually creeping onto his lips.
That's interesting.
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Russell: "@Han Li, Brother Han, what's going on? When did you two become so close?"