73: Chapter 73: A little cold light cuts through the long night (please read it later)

Amidst the fluttering petals, a peerless beauty descended.

She wore a purple flowing immortal dress, a white veil across her face, and her light purple eyes rippled as she lightly landed.

When the woman saw the Little Squirrel, her cold and proud eyes lit up with joy.

“Little one, you’ve finally arrived.”

“Squeak, squeak!”

The Little Squirrel, whose fur had been bristling, let out a joyful cry upon seeing the woman.

Then, with a “whoosh,” it burrowed into the woman’s full, soft embrace and rubbed itself twice.

It then looked up, its dark, beady eyes welling up with tears, and let out a sorrowful whimper.

“It’s alright, it’s alright.”

The woman gently stroked the little one’s head, a smile gracing her lips, then looked around and asked with a hint of surprise:

“I told you to take the lamp to the Fang Family in Yan Yun to find someone to help me escape, but did you find anyone? And what’s going on here?”

Upon hearing this, the Little Squirrel jumped onto the woman’s shoulder, put its paws on its hips, and squeaked, seemingly recounting some grievance.

The woman’s brows first furrowed in a cold expression, then she sighed.

“So you came here alone, relying on this lamp, traversing mountains and rivers, and pursued me all the way here. You’ve suffered, but I can’t even leave this place, so you shouldn't have come.”

The Squirrel, however, hopped and pointed at the little donkey and white fox that Tiger Cub had transformed into.

The woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

“These are the helpers you found?”

The Little Squirrel shook its head, its plump, furry paws squeaking and gesturing.

Sometimes it bared its teeth, other times it scratched its cheek.

It seemed to be describing a fierce and intimidating fellow.

The woman raised an eyebrow.

“You said there’s someone very fierce and very capable?”

At this moment, the white fox on the donkey’s back let out a soft cry.

Its throat moved, and one by one, like a child learning to speak, it uttered hesitant syllables.

“My lady, the Patrolling Mountain Commandant will come.”

The woman’s body flickered, appearing before the white fox.

“Little fox, you mean a Patrolling Mountain Commandant will come?”

The white fox quickly nodded.

But a hint of disappointment flashed across the woman’s face, and she shook her head.

“A Patrolling Mountain Commandant is usually in the Body Profound Realm; whether they can even board the ship is unknown.”

“Moreover, no one controls this place now, and more and more people are dying, with Devil Heads rampant. Even if there are many Opportunities for enlightenment left by predecessors, there are Devil Heads coming to sever the Dao. To leave here, one must open the Fourth Heavenly Gate, but that is easier said than done.”

No sooner had she finished speaking, than muffled thuds suddenly echoed from within the dark mist.

“Thump.”

“Thump.”

“Thump.”

Then, the speed became faster and faster.

The woman’s expression changed.

Listening, it sounded like knocking.

And this sound coalesced, like a muffled drumbeat in the darkness.

“What’s going on in this place? How did so many living people appear? This is bad, those Devil Heads will be attracted. I must stop them quickly.”

With that, pink petals swirled around her, sweeping up the three little ones.

With a whoosh, she disappeared into the mist.

Little did she know, it was the lamp she left behind that caused this anomaly.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

In a certain visualization space, a continuous mountain range, shrouded in white mist, surrounded on three sides.

The mountains roared.

Rocks shattered.

Dozens of mountain peaks, tens of feet high, continuously flew up and were hurled into the air.

They crashed towards a giant light figure over ten feet tall.

The roaring continued.

The giant light figure roared, its Aura shaking mountains and rivers, constantly throwing punches, shattering massive boulders.

Its Aura was terrifying!

Just then, from within the shattered rocks, a silver gleam suddenly shot out.

From twinkling starlight to extreme brilliance, like a meteor in the eternal night, it shot towards the giant light figure.

“Roar!”

The giant light figure let out an earth-shattering roar.

Its massive hand glowed and abruptly resisted.

Just then, a fierce wind howled.

A figure soared into the Void Realm, like a meteor chasing the moon, its entire body emitting explosive sounds.

“Break for me!”

A furious roar.

The figure held a silver long spear, its spear gleam reaching the pinnacle of brilliance.

One large and one small, the two figures collided with a roar in mid-air.

“Boom!”

A deafening roar.

Blinding light instantly erupted.

In the distance, atop a mountain peak, there were two figures.

One was an old monk with long white eyebrows, a sorrowful face, and bloodstains on his body, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The other was a black-clad young man, sharp as a blade, with a sword box on his back and a somewhat chaotic Aura.

Both squinted, watching the dazzling light spread outwards, the shockwave sweeping through the air.

“Amitabha, this Patron Chen, I don’t know who he is going to save, but he hasn’t rested all this way, having already broken through several Heavenly Gates. The deeper he goes, the more dangerous it becomes. This old monk doesn’t know if he can still endure.”

The White-Browed Old Monk chanted a Buddhist name, his eyes filled with worry.

The black-clad youth didn’t glance at him, but instead stared intently at the battlefield.

“He is very strong!”

“Does Patron mean you still intend to follow him?” The White-Browed Old Monk glanced at the black-clad youth.

“This person can even break through the Sword Intent that has trapped me for so long; what harm is there in following him? Among three people walking together, one is bound to be my teacher.”

With that, the youth fell silent.

Because on the battlefield, the light dissipated.

The outcome was decided.

The giant light figure shattered inch by inch, then the light figure trembled, turning into specks of light and disappearing into the white mist.

Along with it, the continuous mountain range also vanished.

On the battlefield, the figure descended.

Chen Yuan’s figure appeared.

He raised his hand, and a silver long spear retracted its light.

The cracks on it were even more numerous.

This long spear, which contained the true meaning of Dao soldiers, would probably only last a few more times.

At this moment, his Niwan Palace trembled.

“Severed the Dao Heart projection of a Divine Ability user, Luck points +37.”

Chen Yuan’s eyes flickered, but he didn’t pay much attention, instead looking ahead.

He sensed that the distance between him and his Contracted Demons was getting closer and closer.

At this moment, two figures appeared beside him.

Chen Yuan didn’t waste words, his eyes gleaming.

“Gentlemen, Chen still has someone to save. The path ahead may be even more perilous. Are you willing to continue with me?”

The sword box on the black-clad youth’s back let out a Sword Qi cry.

Sword Intent soared into the sky.

His entire being was like an unparalleled sharp sword.

This was his answer.

“Amitabha.” The White-Browed Old Monk also chanted a Buddhist name and remained silent.

“Haha!” Chen Yuan’s eyes flashed with brilliance, and he let out a hearty laugh.

“Good!”

“It is Chen’s lifelong fortune to make the acquaintance of you two.”

“Let’s go!”

With that, his body whistled through the fierce wind, rushing into the depths of the mist.

Behind him, the other two displayed their respective Divine Abilities.

Buddhist beads flew.

Sword Qi rang out.

They followed.

After an unknown amount of time.

The fierce wind that Chen Yuan had transformed into stopped in the depths of the mist.

“We’ve arrived!”

He sensed that the imprints of the Little Squirrel and the white fox were nearby.

Or rather, below!

Instantly, silver light burst from Chen Yuan’s eyes.

Two silver light beams shot towards the white mist below him.

“Mind’s Eye!”

The White-Browed Old Monk, who had stopped behind him, was startled.

Any one of the Five Eyes and Six Divine Abilities spoken of in Buddhism was extraordinary.

He hadn’t expected this person to have attained it.

At this moment, as the silver light beams shot into the white mist below, the white mist churned, melting away like rain and snow, revealing a pitch-black hole.

Chen Yuan looked down, and silver light suddenly burst forth in his eyes.

Below, beneath the high sky, was a city!

In the city, there were lights in thousands of homes, but wandering the streets were countless demonic shadows.

Screams rose.

Chen Yuan’s eyes blazed with fury, and he shook his hand.

A silver long spear appeared in his grip.

He hurled it downwards with a mighty throw!

Instantly, in the dark night sky, a silver meteor, like a streak across the eternal night, plummeted towards the city below!