Free Web NovelChapter 1257: Chapter 1257: Continual Fall
The elder who mastered the Time Law looked at the black mist that enveloped the entire space, at the clansmen being slaughtered everywhere, though he wished to save them, he was powerless to reverse the situation, his expression gradually dimming.
He sighed heavily, turned to the few young people guarding behind him, and said: "Children, you were born in the wrong era. If not for the coming of the black calamity, you would all have become great figures dominating the world in the days to come. But fate doesn’t care for the wishes of men, with the black calamity upon us, our clan suffers great misfortunes. I hope you all remember today, and in the future when this world reopens, you can restore our home."
A clear tear slid down the wrinkled face of the elder.
It seemed that this falling was not just a tear, but an entire epoch...
He had the will but lacked the power to guard the Spirit Realm he had protected all his life. Now he could only stand by as it was destroyed, powerless as his clansmen fell one by one into a sea of blood; who could understand the intense pain in his heart.
"Prepare yourselves, I will send you away to find Zhao Heng. Now he may be the only one who can save the Wandering Dragon Star."
Looking at the once vast expanse of Jiuzhou Land, the elder could not hold back his tears from streaming down.
Once upon a time, everything here was lush and verdant, the mountains and rivers magnificent.
Now, as far as the eye could see, there were no longer miles of trees and grass, replaced instead by walls formed of countless white bones, desolate and bleak.
And he stood in front of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, unmoving like a mountain.
Behind him were the only few young survivors of the Wandering Dragon Star.
His frail yet noble figure seemed to be guarding the last hope of the Wandering Dragon Star.
Looking at the blood-stained rivers and mountains, the elder’s eyes carried a hint of nostalgia as he murmured, "It really reminds me of those days when I was in my prime..."
"Who? Come out!" As the elder was reminiscing about the past, he suddenly sensed a presence.
Clearly, someone had arrived.
But after waiting for a while, no one responded.
"Heh! Since you’ve come, why be so sneaky? Please, show yourselves."
The elder had long since sensed the presence of several major heads of the dark forces here, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible for them to take control of the entire Spirit Realm without a sound.
Who knows how long they’ve been planning to dare to launch such a massive attack on the Spirit Realm.
"Heh heh heh! Time Elder, even after all these years, I didn’t expect your vigilance to still be so sharp!"
As the voice came, the space continued to ripple like layers of waves created by splashing water, endless, layer upon layer.
Soon after, several black silhouettes slowly walked out of the space.
But the newcomers seemed to have some kind of isolating method, looking from afar, they appeared like mist.
No matter how hard Yang Yan strained his eyes, he couldn’t see clearly.
"The six Demon Venerables, we’ve fought for a lifetime, and it’s your victory. I, Time, have fallen into your hands today. But it’s fine, thirty years of the east river, thirty years of the west river, the fortunes of life always turn, today you cannot kill my young charges, they will eventually return for revenge!"
Saying this, the Time Elder’s eyes turned somewhat fierce, his gaze seemingly carrying flames, sweeping over each of the Demon Venerables, as if to eternally imprint their images in his mind and carry this hatred to hell.
The few young people behind him also looked with the same gaze.
Even the devious Demon Venerables felt a chill under this gaze.
One of them couldn’t hold back his impatience, and moved, sweeping the surrounding black mist as he charged towards the Time Elder.
"I don’t know what other tricks you old death-dodger have, might as well destroy you first and talk later,"
The remaining five Demon Venerables exchanged glances, communicated amongst themselves, and charged as well.
"Children, I will now activate the Star Shifting Technique to teleport you to a safe place, but the array requires time to initiate, you need to hold them off for the duration of one incense stick."
The group responded in unison and quickly began to move.
In an instant, swords and blades swept across, Spiritual Qi rampant.
The remaining few cultivators, even in this moment of crisis, unleashed their greatest potential and coordination, forming an array together.
In no time, everyone stood in position, the shape of the array gradually taking form,
From a distance, they resembled the formation of Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, grand and majestic.
The Time Elder raised an eyebrow, this very array was the most basic one that all sects on the Wandering Dragon Star would know—the Eight Trigrams Yin Yang Array!
As soon as the array formed, the Time Elder flew to its center and began to arrange the Star Shifting Array.
The joint attack of several Demon Venerables, how could a few young unformed cultivators withstand it?
As soon as the two sides clashed, someone within the array was grievously injured, even on the brink of death at any moment.
The Time Elder knew full well what was happening before him.
However, apart from this, he had no other option, setting up the great Star Shifting Array was their only slim chance of survival.
As for who would live or die, that depended on their fortune.
The moments ticked away, soon half of the incense stick’s time passed.
During this period, the array was repeatedly assaulted, resulting in casualties on their side.
As everyone persisted in battle, a cultivator suddenly spat a mouthful of blood.
Turns out, while fighting the Demon Venerable, he negligently got his chest pierced by the Demon Venerable’s hand, seeing he wouldn’t live.
"Heh! Today, I, Qin the Third, had the fortune to meet you all and fight alongside you, hope in the next life, we can drink and laugh together again!"
Saying this, the cultivator named Qin the Third fell with a smile.
With the fall of the first person, the array had a flaw.
Moreover, as more people died, the weaknesses of the array increased.
Sure enough, soon, one after another fell, the array riddled with holes, on the verge of collapse.
"Li Yan, ten years ago, when I was chased by enemies, you took a sword for me, today, I have repaid you!" A cultivator said, standing before another, taking a fatal blow from a Demon Venerable.
"Xuanyuan Gongyu, we’ve battled our whole lives, today you owe me a life, so I win!"
Elsewhere in the array, a cultivator burned his last essence blood, repelling a Demon Venerable’s attack on another nearby cultivator, and then permanently fell himself.
The saved cultivator bellowed upon witnessing this, charging madly at the Demon Venerable ahead.
In this critical moment, former grudges among people vanished.
They now had a common enemy, a shared hatred.
This hatred etched into their bones, so long as they lived, they would never forget.
People continued to fall, others taking damage meant for those around them...
Seeing all this, even Yang Yan couldn’t help but be moved.
Even ants desire to live, let alone people of flesh and blood?
