Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Abandonnt
"Ah!"
Elder Hui Neng suddenly let out a howl that did not sound human.
He was fully engaged in combat against the Red Blood Divine Saber, even forced to use his most life-preserving Profound Talisman.
Unexpectedly, at the crucial mont, Zhang Yuan appeared nearby and chopped off his right hand with a single strike.
The invaluable Profound Talisman fell along with the severed hand!
The emotional pain and hatred felt by Master Bai i at this mont were beyond words.
Zhang Yuan, who succeeded in his surprise attack, was equally astonished.
He had previously used the "Divine Control Technique," which he recently mastered, to break through Elder Hui Neng’s talismanic magic and take the life of Xuan Xin, the mastermind.
However, when he continued to assault Hui Neng, his magic unexpectedly blocked the attack.
He failed to achieve complete success!
At the critical mont, Zhang Yuan enhanced his agility twelvefold and used the Body Technique from "Carefree Travel," swiftly approaching his formidable enemy’s side in an instant and swung his saber at Hui Neng with full force.
With this strike, Zhang Yuan intended to cut Master Bai i into two.
But at the mont of the slash, he sensed sothing amiss and imdiately adjusted his target.
What triggered Zhang Yuan’s strong caution was precisely the talisman that Hui Neng held!
Master Bai i still had a trump card.
After his first successful strike, Zhang Yuan hesitated not for a mont and raised his General-Slaying Saber again.
The long blade, silent and swift as lightning, traced a dazzling arc as crimson flas erupted from within the saber, seeming to ignite into raging fires instantly.
The blade pointed directly at Hui Neng’s throat!
In spite of being gravely wounded and on the brink of desperation, Hui Neng, worthy of his status as an Elder-Level Mage of the Celestial King Hall, did not lose his mind or composure.
His figure flickered and suddenly retreated several ters.
He moved with ghost-like swiftness.
Zhang Yuan’s second strike only slashed through the afterimage left by Hui Neng!
Having escaped decapitation and opened up the distance once more, Hui Neng did not continue to flee.
With hair and beard bristling, his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth all oozed with bright red blood, veins bulging on his distorted face, and he regarded Zhang Yuan with an extrely complex gaze.
"The youth is formidable."
Master Bai i sighed softly, pinching his left forefinger and middle finger together into a sword point, abruptly pointing straight at Zhang Yuan.
"Celestial Venerable above, burn my remnants, eradicate evil and uphold the way, decree!"
His shout was like thunder, shaking the surroundings, imbued with an indescribable majesty and solemnity.
And at the instant of shouting the final syllable, a multitude of wrinkles suddenly appeared on his face, and his initially bright eyes quickly beca cloudy, as if aging ten years in an instant.
He appeared like a candle in the wind, at any mont ready to extinguish!
This was because he had just burned his mana and life force to cast his strongest magic.
It was practically a mutually destructive killing move!
Having joined the Dao from a young age, Hui Neng had devoted decades to diligent cultivation, yet limited by his own talent, he never managed to break through to the Grand Mage realm.
However, he had weathered countless storms in his lifeti and possessed rich experience in magical duels.
Nevertheless, he had never faced an opponent like Zhang Yuan.
Not to ntion Zhang Yuan’s own combat capabilities, even the red short saber hovering in the air filled him with imnse fear and despair, making enduring until now an extraordinary feat.
Hui Neng realized he had made an extrely wrong decision and completely underestimated Zhang Yuan’s strength.
He knew he was destined to fall here today!
But how could Master Bai i accept such an outco?
Even if he were to die, he intended to drag Zhang Yuan with him to the Yellow Springs.
Before Hui Neng’s shout had subsided, the Celestial King Statue in the Xia Ruins Celestial King Hall’s main hall suddenly emitted a gentle spiritual radiance.
Its divine might like a mountain, its divine grace like an ocean, an intangible power responded to Master Bai i’s invocation.
Suddenly descending upon the banks of the Long Celestial River!
Instantly subduing the entire scene.
"Huh!"
Hui Neng felt the descent of divine might and a smile of relief appeared on his aged face.
The deity worshipped by all people was the greatest reliance for a Daoist.
While a Daoist could cultivate themselves, the strength bestowed by a deity was the strongest magic weapon to defeat an enemy.
If he had been in the Celestial King Hall, Hui Neng would not have had to pay such a tragic price and could easily have suppressed Zhang Yuan on the spot, with nothing unexpected.
The thing Hui Neng regretted most was being persuaded by his own nephew to co out to this place far from the Ruins City to capture Zhang Yuan.
Otherwise, how would he have ended up on the verge of mutual destruction!
And as Zhang Yuan, the target of Hui Neng’s assault, he too felt the stern divine might from the Primordial Celestial King.
He realized the situation was not good and imdiately channelled all his power into the Red Blood Saber.
To slay the formidable enemy!
Poof!
A streak of red light pierced through Hui Neng’s throat in an instant.
"Uh."
Hui Neng opened his mouth slightly, his eyes filled with incomprehensible horror, nearly bulging out of their sockets.
He had successfully summoned the divine power of the Primordial Celestial King and should have imdiately subdued Zhang Yuan on the spot.
Yet Master Bai i discovered that.
The divine power originating from the Celestial King Hall surged in like a raging tide only to recede quickly.
Vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Hui Neng even sensed a disdainful intent transmitted from the ether.
At this mont, Master Bai i’s will and faith simultaneously crumbled!
He suddenly recalled a rumor that Zhao Yun, the Outer Hall Guardian, had received the Celestial King’s blessing.
Back then, Hui Neng scoffed at the rumor, not believing it at all.
Now he finally understood.
The rumor was nine out of ten likely true!
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Master Bai i’s lips, and he quickly bowed his head.
Standing thus, he died!
At the sa ti, in the Outer Ruins.
Beside the muddy road, three newly constructed straw huts housed six large pots, simring bubbling porridge.
Three chopsticks were inserted into each pot!
Outside the porridge huts, a long line had already ford.
Most of those waiting were old, weak, sick, and disabled, all tortured by hunger until their faces were ashen.
They held broken bowls in their hands, their eyes flashing with hope and longing.
Under the supervision of a few burly n, they received steaming hot porridge one by one.
After receiving the porridge, each person would bow toward the direction of the Xia Ruins Celestial King Hall, saying, "Thank you, Celestial King, for saving and aiding all people!"
So, particularly devout, would kneel and bow repeatedly.
Because these three porridge huts were performing acts of kindness and relief in the na of the Primordial Celestial King.
The object of their gratitude was naturally the Primordial Celestial King!
After completing their kowtows, these hungry people squatted by the roadside, ignoring the scorching heat of the porridge, drinking in large mouthfuls.
Simultaneously, strands of unseen belief power rose from the starving people.
In a mont traversing tens of miles, silently flowing into the central Celestial King Hall within the Ruins City.
Absorbed by the Primordial Celestial King’s statue standing in the main hall!
A Daoist in a grey robe, seated before the statue, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a surprised expression.
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