595: Chapter 595 Passing By

Accompanied by his angry roar, the offensive of Heavenly King Changsheng became increasingly fierce, and Nangong Bo, whose cultivation level was only at the Spirit Transformation Stage First Level, quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Seizing the opportunity, Heavenly King Changsheng used a Soul attack as bait and backhanded the pitch-black wheel.

"Boom!"

Nangong Bo was struck in the chest by the black wheel, his body crashing into the deep valley like a falling meteor.

"Father!"

Nangong Yue exclaimed in alarm, and the remaining five Nascent Soul Elders were also terrified.

"Do not come out!"

Nangong Bo endured the intense pain and roared, deterring Nangong Yue who was attempting to come to his rescue.

"Die for me! Hahaha..."

Heavenly King Changsheng had a ferocious expression. With a concentration of his palm, a ten-thousand-foot mountain instantly rose from the ground and crashed towards the already heavily injured Nangong Bo.

"Father!" "Supreme Family Head!" "Big Brother!"

Heart-wrenching cries came from within the array, filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

However, just as the ten-thousand-foot mountain was about to collapse, the Void Realm suddenly split open, swallowing the mountain into it.

At the same time, a golden ray shot out from the void crack, instantly piercing the heart of Heavenly King Changsheng, who was still laughing wildly.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream suddenly rang out, Heavenly King Changsheng's smile instantly froze, and a yellow profound light darted out from his body.

However, he discovered with terror that the Void Realm had been sealed and he could not traverse it at all, so he had to flee rapidly into the distance.

"Where are you going?"

The figure of a ghost slowly emerged, his palm concentrated, and the fleeing Nascent Soul was instantly sucked into his palm, "Who are you? This old man does not kill nameless ghosts."

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life... I am... Phantom Demon Sea... Heavenly King Changsheng."

"Hmph!"

The ghost sneered, his eyes full of mockery, "Heavenly King Changsheng? What a big boast, this time you are the Short-lived Heavenly King!"

After speaking, he exerted force with his palm, exploding him into a pool of blood mist. A pitch-black wheel appeared in his palm, with sharp sawteeth on the edges. It seemed to be an Advanced Soul Transformation Magical Artifact.

"Many thanks to Senior for stepping in to save us. The Nangong Family is extremely grateful." Nangong Bo bowed deeply, and the people within the Clan Protection Array also flew out one after another.

"Supreme Family Head, there is no need for formalities. This old man has come under the orders of the Young Master."

"I wonder which Young Master?"

"Xiao Chen."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Bo burst into tears, and Nangong Yue was even more inconsolable.

The ghost could not bear to see such a scene and had no choice but to throw out a bag of spirit crystals, which floated before Nangong Bo's eyes: "These are 100 spirit crystals."

"I cannot accept this, I cannot... To be saved by Senior is already a great kindness, how can I take Senior's treasure again!"

"You must recover your depleted spiritual power as soon as possible. This old man still needs to head to the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect."

Nangong Bo pondered for a moment and then no longer declined: "Since that is the case, thank you, Senior."

"We are one family, there is no need for such formalities."

The ghost waved his sleeve and was just about to leave when Nangong Yue's voice, soft as the wind, rang in his ears: "Is he... doing well?"

The ghost turned around with a dim expression, subconsciously avoiding her gaze, "The Young Master... said he has no face to see you all..."

"Where is he?"

Nangong Yue's aura suddenly became chaotic, her voice filled with urgency, "Senior, please tell me, where is he? I want to see him."

The ghost's Soul trembled, and he looked up at the distant sky, "He is rushing back to the Eastern Region Continent, but I am temporarily unable to contact him."

"You tell him, he must come to see me after he returns. No one could have predicted what happened to the Seventeenth Brother; let this matter be sealed in memory. I am very heartbroken, but he will be more guilty than me in his heart. Tell him not to torture himself anymore."

"Good."

The ghost replied, his voice slightly choked, and then he disappeared from the spot.

Eastern Region Continent, Xiaoyao Immortal Sect.

"Immortal Lord, you must leave quickly!"

Ye Feng, the Nascent Soul Elder of the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect, roared desperately, the Sect Protecting Grand Array above shaking and on the verge of collapse.

"I will not leave. My husband must be on his way here. I want to wait for him here." Xu Qingshu had a resolute expression.

"Immortal Lord, do not be naive! He is still in the Central Region! The royal Bloodline of the Azure Flood Dragon Clan must be passed on!"

After speaking, his whole body bloomed with golden light, transforming into a golden ray that passed through the Sect Protecting Grand Array and charged straight towards the many demon cultivators attacking the array.

"Ye Feng, come back!"

Xu Qingshu's face paled, and she exclaimed in alarm, but could only watch helplessly as that touch of blood-colored fireworks exploded in the air amidst the demon cultivators.

An unparalleled shockwave swept out outside the array.

Another Nascent Soul Elder also said, "If the Immortal Lord does not leave, we will only be able to adopt this method next, to perish together with them."

Xu Qingshu's eyes glistened with tears as she looked around.

Large numbers of low-level Disciples fell to the ground; some had their Divine Souls shattered by sound waves, some had their spiritual power exhausted, and some died of exhaustion.

Only those above the Golden Core Stage were still struggling to hold on.

"Outside the Sect Protecting Grand Array, it has long been sealed by them. And my spiritual power is exhausted, with no spirit crystals to replenish it, where else can I escape to?"

Just as she was in despair, the Soul Sound of the Azure Dragon Divine Sense rang in her ears: "Qingshu, come here."

Xu Qingshu was slightly stunned, but she knew deeply that the current Azure Dragon Divine Sense was already at the end of its rope and had no ability to reverse the defeat.

She arrived at Meteor Dragon Ravine.

The weak Soul shadow of the Azure Dragon had long been waiting here, floating in mid-air like a wisp of mist, as if a breeze could blow it away.

"In the past, due to this deity's standing by and watching, the Azure Flood Dragon Clan withered to this extent. Now, let this deity use this last wisp of remnant Soul to carve out a path of escape for you."

"Dragon God Senior..." Xu Qingshu looked at the weak Soul shadow in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes.

"This deity knows that you still harbor resentment towards me in your heart."

Xu Qingshu slowly shook her head, her voice weak but firm, "This is the fate of the Azure Flood Dragon Clan; what qualifications do I have to complain?"

"Sigh..." The Azure Dragon Divine Sense sighed up at the sky, "After thinking it over, I wanted to entrust the last wish to him, but things ultimately went against my wishes. Perhaps this is Heaven's will."

"Dragon God Senior, you can tell me your wish; when I reunite with my husband another day, I will definitely tell him."

However, the Azure Dragon Divine Sense slowly shook his head, seemingly taking one last nostalgic look at his place of fall, and raging cyan flames ignited around his body.

"Respectfully send off Dragon God Senior." Xu Qingshu bowed deeply, her mood extremely complicated.

In the distance, the Clan Protection Array exploded with a bang, and thousands of figures surged in. Screams, shrieks, and battle cries were endless.

The air was filled with a thick scent of blood, and it seemed as if the air itself had become a bit more viscous.

Xu Qingshu clenched her small hands, and two lines of tears flowed down.

A moment later, the burning Soul shadow transformed into a wisp of cyan light, enveloping Xu Qingshu's entire body, breaking through the dimensional barrier, and escaping into the Void Realm.

In the pitch-black Void Realm passage, Xu Qingshu's figure was like a firefly, while in the distance, a massive glazed mystic ship was approaching at high speed, its entire body shimmering with glazed light.

At the moment it swept past, Xu Qingshu glanced at it and was surprised to find that the bow of the ship was empty, feeling slightly confused in her heart.

In just an instant, they were already separated by thousands of miles.