255: Lose...

"Drink!"

Lu Wang shouted, throwing his long spear, which manifested a fiery Dragon phantom in the air, roaring as it shot straight towards Yuan Anping's heart.

"Fire Dragon Spear!"

Yuan Anping turned his head abruptly, a savage smile appearing on his face, "You're the liveliest of them all. Since you wish to die, I shall grant your wish!"

With that, his figure abruptly charged towards the fiery Dragon. Just as everyone thought Yuan Anping would directly withstand the blow, he flickered, seemingly passing through the fiery Dragon, and shot straight in front of Lu Wang, a dark halo appearing in his palm.

Lu Wang was greatly alarmed, frantically controlling his spear to turn, intending to defend.

However, Yuan Anping ignored everything, intent only on venting his anger. His figure appeared like a ghost beside Lu Wang, his palm forming a claw, aiming directly for his neck.

Xu Sanyan's mind churned, but he wasn't in a hurry to help. He pulled out a Qi Replenishing Medicinal Pill and swallowed it.

He could see that Yuan Anping was at the end of his tether and wouldn't last much longer. At this moment, his mindset was more about finding someone to drag down with him, so there was no need for him to seek death.

Net Intent lowered his head slightly, and the Buddha phantom behind him dissipated.

Qi Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, also pulling out a Medicinal Pill and taking it.

Tu Wanshan had been putting in minimal effort from the start, and at this moment, he was even less willing to exert himself in rescue.

Everyone harbored their own thoughts, and for a moment, Lu Wang was left alone to fight Yuan Anping.

Everyone knew that Yuan Anping's death did not mean the end of the matter; on the contrary, the struggle had just begun.

From beginning to end, everyone's goal was merely those two fruits above their heads.

Fang Qingge pursed his lips lightly, his gaze on Luo Qingwei, who was currently holding Luo Changtian's corpse in a daze, her mind unknown.

Only Mo Qianqian, holding Huan Xier, walked away swiftly.

"Let's go home..."

"Okay..."

This scene was just like when Huan Xier held Mo Qianqian not long ago.

As she left, the coffin above Yuan Anping's head gradually dissipated. Although the coffin disappeared, it no longer mattered to the situation in the field.

Yuan Anping's strength was reduced by five or six tenths, and he no longer had any chance of turning the tide.

...

"Boom!"

Lu Wang instinctively dodged, frantically mobilizing all his magical power, a burst of flames erupting from his palm, intending to counterattack.

Yuan Anping sneered, seemingly oblivious to the flames in front of him, only increasing his speed even more fiercely. His palm heavily struck Lu Wang's hand.

"Bang!"

A sudden explosion sounded out of thin air, and scorching flames flew everywhere. Lu Wang only felt his arms go numb, and his entire body was sent flying backward.

Yuan Anping took advantage of the momentum to press forward again, and a pair of ghostly hands suddenly condensed in the Void Realm, stabbing directly towards Lu Wang's lungs.

Swish—

Just then, the great spear pierced Yuan Anping from behind, instantly penetrating his body. After passing through him, it fell into Lu Wang's hand.

In an instant, rolling ghostly Qi rose from the large hole in Yuan Anping's chest. He smiled tragically, ignoring the injury to his chest. The ghostly hand instantly pierced Lu Wang's waist.

Yuan Anping had long sensed the great spear, but he chose not to dodge.

Since he couldn't live anyway, he might as well find someone to be buried with, to have a companion on the Yellow Springs Road.

Lu Wang was the companion he chose.

The ghostly hand was originally aimed at his chest, but at the critical moment, Lu Wang reacted and quickly turned to dodge, thus avoiding the vital spot.

However, with his waist severely wounded, he could no longer continue. Lu Wang looked at Xu Sanyan, Qi Liang, and the others watching from not far away, smiling bitterly, but he did not ask for help.

He had never been willing to ask for help in his life, preferring to accept death calmly.

Although Yuan Anping was also severely wounded, he still had the strength to fight, at least enough to kill Lu Wang. So his figure flickered, and he rushed over, emitting dark ghostly Qi all over his body.

"Let's die together!"

"Alas..."

In the end, Net Intent couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart. He threw his Buddhist beads, which instantly pierced Yuan Anping's head like a sharp blade.

"Uh..."

Yuan Anping paused instantly, a look of reluctance in his eyes. He still hadn't been able to fulfill his heart's desire...

Freedom, cage...

Seeking Dao, Immortal Ascension...

In the end, not a single wish was fulfilled. What a pity...

Yuan Anping took one last look back at everyone, with no hatred in his eyes, only looking at the sky, a hint of longing in his gaze.

He had lost, but he was certainly not someone who couldn't accept defeat.

He had made preparations in his heart long ago when he came here, and he would accept it calmly even if he lost.

"Alas..."

Yuan Anping sighed deeply, his body rapidly shrinking like a deflated ball, finally completely turning into nothingness and dissipating between heaven and earth...

"Cough cough... Thank you, Great Master."

Lu Wang propped himself up with his spear, nodding to Net Intent in thanks.

Net Intent returned a slight bow, and with a wave of his hand, the Buddhist beads flew back into his hand.

Xu Sanyan returned to his human form; he was also nearing his limit. Even with Qi Replenishing Medicinal Pills continuously restoring his magical power, it couldn't keep up with the massive consumption of his Dao body.

Fortunately, it was temporarily over, and he could take some time to restore his magical power.

Meanwhile, the battle on the other side was also nearing its end. Among the Huai Lake Seven Heroes, only second brother Zuoqiu Chen, sixth sister Zuoqiu Zhen, and seventh sister Zuoqiu Yi remained, in an extremely tragic state.

The Nantian Valley Jiang Family also suffered heavy losses. Fortunately, with the desperate protection of the family Elders, the Young Lord Jiang Yan was still alive, though he was also seriously injured.

As for the greatest losses, besides the Zuoqiu Clan, it was the Qidao Sect of Yong Mountain.

The contemporary chief Disciple Luo Changtian died tragically, Luo Qingwei was severely wounded, and countless Disciples died or were injured, resulting in extremely heavy losses.

Luo Changtian represented not just a Disciple; he represented the Sect's Legacy, the Sect's future, the leader of the next generation of Disciples, and even more, he was the successor painstakingly cultivated by the Sect.

Now, his tragic death in the Secret Realm was unacceptable to the Sect.

Xu Sanyan then turned to look at Elder Ren and the others. Surprisingly, Xiang Tan, with her mere Foundation Establishment cultivation and not as formidable strength as Lin Fan, was still alive.

Refusing to die?

He then roughly counted, including Lin Fan, the Chixin Lineage still had about thirty people left.

Only this many people left?

Xu Sanyan frowned. There were a full two hundred and ten people when they came; now only thirty remained. Even if some who hadn't made it were counted, the remaining number wouldn't exceed fifty.

However, Xu Sanyan didn't care much about their lives or deaths. As long as those two fruits were obtained, it wouldn't matter even if they all died.

"Brother, how are you?"

Princess Lu WanZhe only noticed Lu Wang's condition at this moment. After an exclamation, she rushed over, frantically pulling out a Medicinal Pill from her bosom and feeding it to him. Looking at the gruesome wound on Lu Wang's waist, tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

"I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

Lu Wang moved his body, the pain from the wound making him grimace.

Elder Ren and the others came behind Xu Sanyan, each healing themselves.

Xiang Tan looked at Xu Sanyan's two buttocks, her face slightly reddening, and she quickly pulled out a long robe to drape over him.

Xu Sanyan tied his belt, covering the dangling long worm in front of him.

Qin Manyang pouted, withdrawing her gaze.

Tsk, he won't even let me look, how stingy. Looking won't make a piece of meat disappear.

With Yuan Anping's death, the atmosphere in the field changed again.

Everyone's gaze instinctively turned towards the two fruits, their minds filled with myriad thoughts.