Chapter 363
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Chapter 363: Last-Moment Inheritance
Ye Yun’s eyes were clear and bright, with distinct black and white pupils carrying a touch of childlike innocence.
He uttered a low shout as light flashed through his gaze, piercing into the minds of Elder Seven and the others.
Instantly, the slowly advancing Elder Seven and his group froze. Their blank expressions first showed confusion, then transformed into utter shock.
Under Ye Yun’s dual-colored gaze, they had truly awakened.
"How is this possible?" Murong Wuqing and Shui Qingxuan exchanged glances, barely believing their eyes. This illusion had been cast by a peak Golden Core expert using a Great Technique—once ensnared, breaking free should have been nearly impossible.
Yet Ye Yun had shattered the spell with a single command.
Not only were Murong Wuqing and Shui Qingxuan baffled, but Elder Seven and the others also wore expressions of bewilderment.
"What happened? It felt like seeing flames in freezing coldness, drawing us forward," Su Yinxue murmured, brows furrowed.
"Exactly. My entire body felt icy, but that distant warmth promised salvation from the cold," Su Ling nodded.
Elder Seven and Su Hao locked eyes, terror evident. Their gazes shifted toward Sage Huo Yun a hundred zhang away—his cultivation level far surpassed anything they could hope to match.
Sage Huo Yun noticed the group’s recovery immediately, his curious eyes lingering on Ye Yun. Yet he couldn’t spare attention for them—Bi Hao’s desperate counterattack had begun.
Within the celestial laws’ domain, a flaming sword hung suspended, painting the sky crimson and scorching the earth.
Bi Hao’s group felt death’s approach. Failure to break this illusion meant spiritual annihilation.
The Yin-Yang Sealing Magic Array temporarily restrained the sword’s power. Though the Five Elements Subduing Demons Array had shattered, residual connections kept their minds linked, resisting the illusion’s full influence.
"Now—fight or perish!" Bi Hao roared. Light erupted from his body as true qi coalesced, materializing a dagger-shaped spiritual weapon glowing with sinister darkness.
"Netherworld’s Wrath—Reaper’s Strike!"
His body shuddered violently. Within moments, his youthful face aged decades—wrinkles carved deep ravines, once-clear eyes turning cloudy as guttering candle flames. He’d sacrificed massive lifespan power to empower this strike.
Sage Huo Yun’s eyebrows rose. "An Immortal artifact?"
How could a Heavenly Sword Sect Golden Core master possess such treasure? Yet the weapon’s aura, though unusual, radiated Immortal-level power.
"A clever trick," the sage realized. "Burning lifespan to temporarily elevate an extraordinary spiritual weapon’s grade. But this blade will shatter after one use."
Despite his nearing pill-breakthrough cultivation, Sage Huo dared not underestimate this forced Immortal-level strike.
Simultaneously, Duan Yan, Jiang Chong, Du Hua Sheng, and Elder Jin acted. Fueled by lingering Exploding Alchemy Pill energy, they too sacrificed lifespan to empower their weapons.
"Same desperate tactics?" Sage Huo Yun’s voice turned icy. "Had your Five Elements array remained intact, this might have mattered. Now—it’s futile."
He summoned his flaming sword and warblade through space. With a thunderous crash, he smashed the two extraordinary spiritual weapons together—shattering them into swirling fire fragments.
"You’ll repay this loss with your lives and Golden Cores!" The fire fragments coalesced into a blazing divine blade.
"Fire God’s Cleaver!"
The weapon shot toward Bi Hao. Behind it loomed a fiery deity’s phantom—mountainous and awe-inspiring.
Bi Hao and the others felt a chill rising from the depths of their souls as they saw the strange blade appear in the air, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
"Don’t look at that divine ethereal figure! Strike with full force!" Bi Hao shouted urgently, his extensive experience letting him recognize the danger immediately.
The five instantly joined hands, their palms erupting with light. Five streams of brilliance merged into a single torrent that surged forward.
BOOM!
The flaming blade clashed violently with the light and shadow in the sky, the wild strength nearly tearing apart heaven and earth. Though protected by Tian Shen Peak’s great formation, the divine hall couldn’t withstand the impact – collapsing instantly into rubble with an earthshaking crash.
The descending Yin-Yang Sealing Magic Array’s grinding disk halted its advance against this overwhelming force, even lifting slightly from the shockwave. The black-and-white yin and yang fish froze mid-air before shattering into fragments that scattered wildly, only barely reforming without any remaining power.
When the two attacks collided, flames illuminated the darkened sky.
After a momentary stalemate, the fire light erupted violently as if to burn through the heavens. The combined torrent of five lights shattered completely, dissolving into scattered sparks that vanished like dying fireflies.
Bi Hao’s group turned deathly pale, appearing aged enough to collapse any moment. They vomited blood that vaporized into mist before hitting the ground, their life force draining rapidly.
Complete defeat.
Stumbling backward together, the five finally collapsed to the ground. Their clouded eyes held disbelief – they couldn’t accept Sage Huo Yun’s overwhelming power in defeating all five simultaneously.
Above them, the colossal flaming deity’s ethereal figure remained standing. Sage Huo Yun floated before it, robes fluttering as he coldly observed them. Though pale-faced with blood trickling from his lips, his injuries were clearly less severe.
"I did underestimate you," the sage spat bitterly. "Now end yourselves. Give me your alchemy pills, and I’ll spare the rest – except those two Demon Race members."
Bi Hao stared blankly before sudden resolve flashed in his eyes. His thunderous shout echoed across the peak: "Where’s Changchun?"
A figure instantly shot upward from below Tian Shen Peak – Yan Changchun, Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, landing before him. "This disciple greets the Ancestor."
Bi Hao nodded faintly, raising a trembling finger toward the man’s forehead.
"Still trying energy transfer at death’s door?" Sage Huo Yun scoffed, flicking his hand to send an energy wave slashing at Yan Changchun.
A golden alchemy pill suddenly materialized above Yan Changchun’s head, its golden light forming a protective dome. "My lifespan ends anyway," Bi Hao said calmly, sitting cross-legged. "Better pass my remaining cultivation to the young."
Sage Huo Yun frowned. Though injured himself, breaking Bi Hao’s alchemy pill-powered barrier would take time he didn’t have.
"Old man, you surprise me," Du Hua Sheng suddenly laughed nearby. "Since I’m facing death and disappearance of spirit too, I’ll follow your example!" He raised his hand and called out: "Come quickly!"
As Du Chuntian prepared to fly up from below, a sword arc streaked across the sky. A young man riding the sword landed before Du Hua Sheng, declaring: "Jianyin pays respects to the Ancestor!"
