97: Withering

“Pfft!”

Deep within the ancestral land of Taichu Holy Land, a white-haired Old Man in a grey hemp robe suddenly spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, which splattered onto the cracked, peculiar compass on the ground.

His already aged body rapidly shriveled, losing a large amount of vitality, making him appear even older.

The Old Man was precisely the Shenxiang Old Ancestor of Taichu Holy Land!

At this moment, he completely disregarded the changes in his body, his face filled with horror and extreme fear, as if he had witnessed something terrifying.

“Stars shift, ominous stars deviate, the killing tribulation has descended, ten deaths and no life!”

“The celestial phenomena are all in chaos, the Heavenly Secret no longer exists, this is impossible, impossible!”

“It’s wrong, everything is wrong.”

“This is not Mu Xianer’s tribulation; this is Mu Wanjun’s tribulation.”

“It’s too late, it’s already too late, damn it!”

“Pfft!”

He collapsed to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of old blood, his aura weak and dispirited, his mind in turmoil, looking at the divination results before him in disbelief!

To find a way to resolve Mu Xianer’s great tribulation, he would divine almost every day, just to find that sliver of hope.

However, he never expected that today’s divination would change from nine deaths and one life to ten deaths and no life.

Such a strange change made him realize that something was wrong. He quickly divined again, only to find that the Heavenly Secret was chaotic, and he faintly sensed that the person who was originally supposed to face the tribulation had become Mu Wanjun!

To obtain more Heavenly Secret, he did not hesitate to use his vital essence to activate the Door of Heavenly Secret, and saw a glimpse of Mu Wanjun’s future.

Behind her, there was only darkness, devoid of any vitality.

He had wanted to continue his investigation, but in an instant, it attracted the Eye of the Dao, which brought down judgment, almost killing him!

Even though he severed all Karma and destroyed his Lifebound Treasure, the Heavenly Evolution Compass, it still cost him nearly a thousand years of his lifespan!

At this moment, he was extremely weak, and a trace of Death Qi began to appear on his body.

“Mu Wanjun is the most likely candidate to inherit the Legacy of Taichu Heavenly Palace in tens of thousands of years. This concerns the survival of Taichu Holy Land during the great tribulation, and nothing must happen to her!”

The Shenxiang Old Ancestor’s eyes flickered. He had calculated for tens of thousands of years, only hoping to find that sliver of possibility for Taichu Holy Land before the great tribulation arrived!

Now, he had finally found it.

The result, however, was a dead end!

He would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen!

Perhaps there was still a way to remedy it!

The Shenxiang Old Ancestor gritted his teeth, circulated his Cultivation Technique, and after stabilizing his internal injuries, just as he was about to tear open space to search for Mu Wanjun, he heard the loud chime of the Taichu Holy Bell.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

A total of three chimes instantly reverberated throughout the entire Holy Land.

Then, from within the ancestral land, the deep voice of the Primal Beginning Holy Master came.

“All Old Ancestors, Mu Xianer and Mu Wanjun have been ambushed by a Mysterious Force. Luo Tian Old Ancestor is being besieged by several Saints. Please awaken, all Old Ancestors, and go to their aid!”

Instantly.

Terrifying auras began to revive from within the ancestral land, and even a Great Saint began to awaken.

The Shenxiang Old Ancestor’s expression changed, and he shouted towards the Saints who were awakening in the ancestral land: “Everyone, leave this matter to me!”

The voice of that Great Saint responded respectfully: “Since the Shenxiang Old Ancestor is taking action, then we Juniors will await good news and wish Old Ancestor to spread the might of our Taichu!”

Having said that, his aura subsided, and the other Saints also reined in their auras, returning to their calm state!

“Mu Zhantian, before I return, Taichu Holy Land will refuse all visitors!”

After leaving this message, the Shenxiang Old Ancestor disappeared from the ancestral land.

Shenxiang Old Ancestor?

Upon hearing the voice, the Primal Beginning Holy Master immediately became excited. With him taking action, the problem should not be too big!

“As per Old Ancestor’s decree!”

… …

At the same time.

At Mu Wanjun’s location.

The sounds of killing reverberated, and a monstrous Evil Qi surged around the blood-colored peach blossom ancient tree.

“Kill her for me!”

The leading Mysterious Person saw the one thing he least wanted to see.

A trace of Heavenly Might instantly killed one of them.

He was furious and immediately released all his power. A vast and terrifying spiritual power soared into the sky, directly shattering the flower wall into dust.

The blood-colored peach blossom ancient tree trembled, and large patches of petals withered and fell.

Mu Wanjun held the Purple Cloud Sword in her hand, coordinating with the peach branches to attack, and once again killed an enemy at the second level of the Enlightenment Realm.

At this moment.

Her aura began to weaken. If it weren't for the boost from the blood-colored peach blossom ancient tree, she would probably have been killed herself.

Seeing this, the Mysterious People all looked furious. One, two, three… several massive Dharma Idols appeared, instantly breaking through the Heavenly Might of the peach blossom ancient tree.

“Go to hell!”

An Enlightenment Realm Strong One unleashed a terrifying spiritual power, which transformed into a heavy fist, directly striking towards the blood-colored ancient tree.

At the same time, the others also unleashed terrifying energies, all attacking the peach blossom ancient tree’s Dharma Idol.

Even the leading Mysterious Person also extended a giant spiritual power palm.

They knew that as long as they shattered the blood-colored peach blossom ancient tree’s Dharma Idol and that trace of Heavenly Might disappeared, Mu Wanjun would be dead!

“Heh heh, in that case, let’s all die together!”

Mu Wanjun naturally understood the opponent’s intentions. Looking at those terrifying attacks, even though she knew she couldn’t resist, she still counterattacked without hesitation.

“!”

After forcefully shaking off an enemy, she “whooshed” and appeared in front of the Dharma Idol.

“Sword Shadow Thousand Tribulations!”

With a low shout, her long sword flew out, transforming into countless sword shadows in mid-air, forming circular sword screens, their sword light soaring into the sky, blocking the incoming attacks.

The full-force attacks of several Enlightenment Realm experts and one Supreme Realm Expert, no matter how strong the Heavenly Might of the blood-colored peach blossom ancient tree was, and no matter how firm Mu Wanjun’s sword wall was, they could not resist these attacks.

With a loud boom, the sword screen shattered, the sword shadows broke, and the powerful impact instantly knocked Mu Wanjun to the ground.

At the same time, those terrifying energies did not weaken much and all struck the peach blossom ancient tree’s Dharma Idol.

In just a moment, the peach blossom ancient tree finally could not resist. Its branches collapsed and broke bit by bit, turning into countless red energy fragments that dissipated into the air.

Immediately after, as the final large palm descended, the base of the peach blossom ancient tree crumbled, exploding with a roar, turning into streaks of glowing light that vanished.

“Pfft…”

A Death Qi enveloped Mu Wanjun. The intense backlash caused her to cough up blood uncontrollably, and even her internal organs continuously shattered.

She plunged the Purple Cloud Sword into the ground, trembling as she gripped the hilt, propping up her shattered body to stand.

The blade of the Purple Cloud Sword was covered in dense cracks, dim and lifeless, its spirituality almost completely worn away. At this moment, it was constantly trembling, seemingly weeping, and seemingly bidding farewell.

“I… cannot die!”

Her hands pressed on the hilt of the Purple Cloud Sword, her body swaying precariously.

Soon, the last trace of vitality in her body vanished. She slowly closed her eyes, her body still standing opposite the Mysterious Person, confronting him from a distance.

The cold wind was biting, and blood-colored petals fell and withered in the wind.

The Purple Cloud Sword let out mournful wails, withering along with the blood-colored petals, losing its luster and all spirituality.

As long as the person exists, the sword exists; when the person dies, the sword dies!

Sorrow rose with the wind, burying all lovers.

Mu Wanjun, carrying her sole regret, withered and dispersed with the wind.

“Ant, you are worthy of my respect. I will leave your body, hoping that the people of your Sect can take you back!”

“Let’s go!”

The leading Black-Clothed Man looked at Mu Wanjun, who had never shown a trace of retreat, and felt a solemn respect.

Even if the opponent was just a tiny ant, she was worthy of his respect.

Everyone retreated, leaving behind only.

One person, one sword, and a withered flower!

Somewhere in Yu Province, Mu Xianer felt a familiar aura dissipate in the ethereal realm, and was immediately overcome with grief.

“Pfft!”

She stopped, turned to look in Mu Wanjun’s direction, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, her face turning pale. Then, a wave of dizziness swept over her, and she collapsed.

Just as she was about to fall to the ground, a figure swiftly arrived, embracing her and gently setting her down.

At this moment.

On Wudao Peak of Immortal Seeking Sect, Jiang Qingchen suddenly shook his arm, spilling the tea in his hand.

“Hiss… What exactly is going on? Why do I feel so uneasy!” He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, as sharp pains shot through his brain.