428: Chapter 428 Resurrection (46)

Under the Azure Spirit Tree in the Forbidden Ground of the Qingmu Sect's back mountain.

A burst of arrogant laughter came rolling in from outside the Qingmu Sect's mountain gate.

"Old man Su, your fruit is ripe. Why haven't you invited us to have a taste?"

Su Changqing and the group of Elders' expressions changed drastically in an instant.

They couldn't understand why the other party was able to arrive so precisely at the final moment of ripening the spirit fruit.

Before they could react...

The space in the back mountain was torn apart by a violent force.

The Lie Huo Sect Leader led three powerhouses whose auras had also reached the Heavenly Venerate level, along with dozens of elite Disciples, descending directly not far from the Azure Spirit Tree.

The auras on their bodies were completely undisguised, and the greed and killing intent in their eyes were almost bursting out.

"Zhang Lie! How did you know we were ripening the spirit fruit today?"

Su Changqing stared fixedly at the Lie Huo Sect Leader, his voice trembling with anger.

At that moment, an unexpected turn of events occurred that shocked all the Qingmu Sect Disciples.

An Elder Zhang of the Qingmu Sect, who was usually taciturn and held a significant position, suddenly stepped out from behind Su Changqing and walked quickly into the Lie Huo Sect's camp.

His face was full of flattery as he bowed and scraped before the Lie Huo Sect Leader.

"Sect Leader, I have fortunately fulfilled my mission. Everything is according to your plan."

Su Changqing stood frozen on the spot, looking at that familiar yet strange face in disbelief.

"Junior Brother Zhang... you!"

"Sect Master, don't blame me."

A smug sneer appeared on Elder Zhang's face.

"A wise bird chooses its tree. This broken ship called the Qingmu Sect should have sunk long ago. I am merely finding a better way out for myself."

The betrayal of the traitor caused everyone in the Qingmu Sect's heart to ache as if it were tearing apart.

Because a gap had been opened from the inside, the Mountain-Protecting Formation failed to exert its full effect and was now effectively useless.

Looking at the four terrifying Heavenly Venerate-level combatants on the other side, and then at his own side—only himself, an old man whose Lifespan was nearing its end and whose combat power was declining.

A deep sense of despair spread through the hearts of all the Qingmu Sect Disciples.

Su Changqing was filled with grief and indignation. He knew there was no way out today.

"Cleanse the house!"

He gave a thunderous shout, and the spiritual energy around him burned frantically in an unprecedented way; he was burning his final Origin.

Instead of attacking the Lie Huo Sect Leader, he launched a thunderous strike against the traitor Elder first.

Elder Zhang hadn't expected Su Changqing to be so decisive and couldn't defend himself in time.

Within just a few moves, he was heavily injured by Su Changqing's attack, which risked damaging his Origin. He coughed up blood and was sent flying backward.

However, this was the limit.

The Lie Huo Sect Leader and the other two Heavenly Venerates immediately attacked, surrounding Su Changqing in a triangular formation.

With three powerhouses of the same level besieging an already aging opponent, the battle instantly became one-sided.

Su Changqing retreated repeatedly, terrifying wounds constantly appearing on his body as blood stained his simple green robes.

Fierce battles broke out simultaneously throughout the Sect's gates.

The cultivation of the Lie Huo Sect Disciples was generally higher than those of the Qingmu Sect. Now, they were like tigers among sheep, launching a one-sided massacre of the Qingmu Sect Disciples.

Screams, the clashing of weapons, and the sound of buildings collapsing rose and fell one after another.

The once peaceful and serene Qingmu Sect was now transformed into an Asura field.

"End this quickly!"

While suppressing Su Changqing with a playful posture, the Lie Huo Sect Leader gave an order to his final Heavenly Venerate subordinate.

"Go, pick that fruit."

Hearing this, the Heavenly Venerate immediately walked toward the Azure Spirit Tree with a sinister grin.

"Don't you dare!"

Su Changqing's eyes nearly split from rage. He desperately tried to rush over to stop him but was held back by the other two. He could only watch helplessly as the other's hand reached inch by inch toward the fruit that concerned the Sect's fate and future.

In a secluded corner of the battlefield, Su Xinqiao tightly held "Xiao Yun" in her arms, her body trembling with fear.

She watched the Sect being slaughtered and her grandfather fighting in a pool of blood, her heart aching as if pierced by knives.

Amidst the chaos, a God King from the Lie Huo Sect discovered them.

He saw the snow-white, extraordinary-looking Spirit Fox in Su Xinqiao's arms, and a glint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Little beauty, hand over that little beast in your arms, and this lord might spare your life!"

He leered, and a sharp palm wind grabbed toward "Xiao Yun" in Su Xinqiao's arms.

"No!"

Su Xinqiao let out a scream.

The moment the fatal attack struck, she didn't hesitate. Almost purely by instinct, she used her own body to shield the Spirit Fox in her arms.

She closed her eyes, preparing for the arrival of death.

"Bang!"

The God King's attack landed squarely on her back.

Su Xinqiao was thrown far forward, the blood she coughed up staining the Spirit Fox's snow-white fur.

She slammed heavily onto the ground, her life force fading rapidly as she gradually lost consciousness.

But in her final moment of consciousness, her hands still tightly held the Spirit Fox, and she murmured in a barely audible voice.

"Xiao Yun... run..."

Inside the Spirit Fox's body, Wang Yun was at the final stage of power conversion.

He clearly perceived everything happening outside.

He also felt the girl's resolve as she willingly faced death to protect his temporary "shell."

This pure kindness and trust, untainted by any self-interest, was like a flint thrown into an icy lake, touching his long-frozen heart.

He thought of Old Mo, You Chen, Chen Yang, Luo Xi, Gu Zhan, and the others...

He thought of the Grass and Wood Clan that existed to protect all living beings.

"Very well, this Emperor can be considered to have received a small favor of Karma from your Qingmu Sect."

That obsession named "Protection," buried in the deepest part of his heart, surged up uncontrollably once again.

At the very moment Su Xinqiao's life force was about to be completely extinguished...

Wang Yun's power had just finished converting to the Saint Realm.

A pure and vast Saint Realm power erupted from within the Spirit Fox's body.

Then, a gentle force instantly enveloped Su Xinqiao's broken body, forcibly sustaining her final breath.

The white Spirit Fox, covered in blood, slowly stood up from the dying girl's arms.

It made no sound.

It simply raised its head calmly.

In those clear fox eyes, only an indifferent coldness remained.

It scanned the entire chaotic battlefield.

In the next moment...

An incredibly terrifying pressure descended with a bang, centered on this tiny Spirit Fox.

The entire world seemed to freeze instantly.

The laughing Lie Huo Sect Leader, the Lie Huo Sect Disciples who were slaughtering indiscriminately, the despairing and wailing wounded of the Qingmu Sect...

Everything came to a complete standstill at this moment.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned, filled with expressions of absolute horror, toward the white Spirit Fox standing in the pool of blood—small in stature, yet radiating supreme Divine Might.

The sky, the earth, the wind, the sound...

In this moment, they all seemed to vanish.

Leaving only that irresistible suppression originating from the depths of the Divine Soul.