Chapter 342

Chapter 342: Death of the Body and Dissolution of the Dao

Li Hui felt a wave of anxiety; something must have happened with his Master.

Just as he flew out of the Ancient Tomb’s entrance, an unexpected and intense murderous intent enveloped him. The incoming party was not friendly; good people do not come here, and over a dozen artifacts surged forward to strike.

“Let’s get this kid!” Those approaching were obviously too pleased with themselves, thinking they could easily finish him off, but this was not the Ancient City of Yin Ruins. The artifacts broke through a hundred shadows, which all seemed to be Li Hui until the spirit talismans turned to ash, revealing they were merely replacement talismans.

“So much effort just to kill me, mobilizing thirteen Condensed Essence Stage practitioners. Truly admirable,” Li Hui said with a cold expression, appearing from a distance, his eyes filled with a rare seriousness.

“Yes, we are willing to violate sect rules, face the punishments of the Three Knives and Six Eyes and Five Internal Organs Burning if it means eliminating you,” declared a man with disheveled hair and a fierce glint in his eyes.

“Ha ha, you are all so devoted!” Li Hui smiled, and then he suddenly vanished.

At that moment, the five artifacts set up to strike him shattered, leaving scraps scattered in the wind.

The Condensed Essence practitioners were shocked; they could not fathom how he accomplished this, but under the command of their Master, they were willing to sacrifice themselves to eliminate the successor of the Mirror Lake faction.

With concern for his Master in his heart, Li Hui quickly maneuvered past obstacles, racing forward. However, his enemies were all Condensed Essence practitioners, having trained for over a hundred years and being just steps away from the Bosa realm; the gap in levels was immense.

He had just moved several dozen miles when the sky began to spin, mountains exploded, and deadly attacks filled his vision. In the face of such power, spirit talismans and Dao arts seemed insignificant.

“Run!” After working hard for half a year, how could this experience in the secret realm be in vain? Li Hui unleashed a flurry of spirit talismans, pulling himself away and breaking through the siege once more.

“Teleportation talismans? They aren’t far, not more than five miles,” they noted as a figure rushed forward, locking onto his position. The artifacts gleamed brilliantly as they attacked with deadly force, leaving no chance for the Mirror Lake faction to survive.

As they chased him into a valley, the air quivered, and the cliffs on either side erupted with thunderous roars. The ground sunk, countless wood spikes shot forth, golden copper sand spewed, and black and white light flickered, causing the heavens to tremble and the earth to shake; it was breathtaking!

Li Hui realized that there were enemies inside the sect, and not just a few. He dug holes everywhere to bury talismans, secretly leaving paths for escape, fearing unexpected situations.

Today was indeed when they were needed!

He had teleported a second time into a forest ten miles away.

Suddenly, a beam of light shot from behind, moving with terrifying speed that he couldn’t dodge even with the thirtyfold time flow.

Fortunately, the killing blow originated from behind, as the Six-Armed Arhat immediately manifested, combining with the power of the Primitive Shell Symbol to resist.

Without a sound, the Primitive Shell Symbol was pierced, and the beam of light struck through the Six-Armed Arhat’s legal form, creating a thin gap that aimed for Li Hui’s neck.

In a moment of crisis, the Green Scales stacked together, and his Personal Artifact provided maximum protection.

“Puff, puff, puff…” At last, he heard sounds; in an instant, tens of thousands of Green Scale Talismans from the Green Emperor Yuanhong Vine turned to ash.

How much hard work had gone into laying this foundation? It was astonishing to be weakened to this extent by a mere beam of light. Li Hui dared not stay; using the brief moment created by the Six-Armed Arhat and his Personal Artifact, he dove toward the ground, instantaneously changing forms.

“Eh? It blocked a blow, and it can use Earth Escape?” one pursuer said, surprised.

This was not Earth Escape, but rather the Ideal Body, much faster than Earth Escape; it was only slightly slower than teleportation but required considerable energy, needing a rest period before it could be used again.

Li Hui emerged from twenty miles away, still thirty miles from Mirror Lake. He could hear the rumble of thunder and explosive sounds.

“My Master’s tribulation is not on schedule; holding out for another three years should be fine, and by then the chance of success will be greater!” He felt urgent but felt a beam of light shooting at him from behind.

At this moment, the Primitive Shell Symbol lay broken, and without special means for repair, it would be unusable for another six months. His Personal Artifact suffered too much damage, unable to withstand the beam of light, and the Green Scale Talismans could not block it either.

“Quake!” Just when he thought it too late, Li Hui’s brow flashed.

Behind him appeared numerous purple crystals, and even stacked together, they shattered with a loud bang.

The Treasure Cabinet Array was not just for show; at a critical moment, it could provide protection. Moreover, the Enamel Dragon Crystals were quite sturdy and managed to slightly block the approaching light.

“Now’s the moment; return to me!”

Li Hui turned around and flung his hand, daringly using the silver snake bracelet to clash with the light, making the impossible possible. As the distant figure had yet to arrive, the light reflected back, and the assailant didn’t even have time to scream before multiple artifacts shattered, and his body exploded into a mist of blood.

This scene stunned the pursuers; they knew too well how powerful that beam of light was. Even Bosa Stage practitioners struggled to withstand it, yet this Inner Sect disciple not only blocked it once but managed to reflect the light back with a second wave of his hand, attacking the caster.

“Hmph! Even if the Six-Armed Arhat can’t withstand it, the silver snake bracelet surely can,” Li Hui sped away. As long as the attacks were not overwhelming, he was confident in using the silver snake bracelet to fend off flying needles or beams of light.

Moments later, as he neared Mirror Lake, a weight settled in his heart.

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!” Ahead, thunder rumbled, and boundless calamities descended.

Suddenly, he heard his Master’s voice: “My disciple, listen well; years ago, I carefully guided a junior named Xun Zuoyuan, treating him as my own because he was close friends with his father. Yet I was blind to the evil in his heart. By the time I realized, it was too late, and I have been troubled by this for many years.”

“Facing heavenly tribulations is easier than facing human tribulations!” Li Maocai sighed deeply, lamenting, “I can’t believe that my dear friend Xun Maodong has struggled to live to this day. He is my final calamity. For four hundred years, I have allowed hatred to accumulate in my heart, and the Lost Pulse Sword forged from this grudge is truly terrifying. I am currently dispersing my power during the calamity, which has revealed a bit of vital information to me.”

Li Maocai continued to transmit: “Do not mourn or lose heart; your time is very tight. End trivial matters and head to the Great Xia. You should not be confined to Dalong. A drastic change in heaven and earth will soon spread across the continent. Yunzhou is relatively safe, but beyond Yunzhou, evil spirits rampage. If you don’t leave soon, you may find it impossible to escape!”

His tone was earnest, filled with heartfelt advice: “Li Hui, I must express my remorse to you. For many years, I have felt despondent, only until the approach of calamity did I take on a personal disciple and let you shoulder the legacy of the Mirror Lake faction. Thankfully, you possess resilience and an unwavering spirit. Your pure heart and strong sense of Dao bring me great comfort, allowing me to smile as I depart.”

“Master!” Li Hui was alarmed, rushing forward.

“Good child, all good things come to an end. I entrust the Mirror Lake faction to you, but do not be bound by it. Go venture into the vast world! As long as the Haotu Sect stands, you can return to reorganize whenever you wish,” Li Maocai laughed heartily, “Ha ha ha! How can a small pond contain my true dragon of a disciple? How foolish they are not to recognize your worth! Where the heart is at peace, the soul returns. Farewell, disciple, be cautious of the Xun father and son. I don’t know what secret techniques Xun Maodong used to maintain a trace of Xun Zuoyuan’s remnants and turn to the path of ghosts…”

His voice faded, and today marked the death of the Stabilizing Needle of the Sea that had suppressed the Haotu Sect for generations. Who knew what tumult would arise within the sect?