Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 346 - 191, 192. How can Cang Mountain reveal its tru

"Ah!"

"Ahhh!!"

"What’s happening?!"

"Save !"

The Armored Warriors of the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits cried out in terror as they flew into the air, and one of them, closest to that dust-covered mountain, gained speed rapidly. In his vision, the dust drew closer and closer until he crashed into it.

At the mont of impact, he felt an indescribable intense pain that ca and went in an instant, for... the Armored Warrior, together with his armor, had all turned into powder.

After the first one, there were many more.

In just a few fleeting monts, the thousands of Armored Warriors from the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits had vanished like raindrops falling into the Blue Sea.

Perhaps... the only evidence of their existence was the blood-red with a tallic sheen that now stained the dust-covered mountain—the mixture of tal fragnts and flesh had beco the surface layer of the mountain and was spreading along its entirety with the flow of the mountain itself.

The man in Mysterious Flower Armor regained his senses, but he had already landed on a dark red palm reeking of blood.

The palm was as large as a hollow in the mountains.

He lifted his head and t a pair of indifferent pupils.

He made out sothing vaguely.

It was the head of a giant, as big as a hill, adorned with a topknot of flesh.

This was a Blood Buddha!

Song Cheng watched the man in Mysterious Flower Armor for a while. As he watched, more of the Empire’s Armored Warriors flew up, and in no ti, they were annihilated, leaving the remaining soldiers of the Shang Dynasty looking up at him, unable to perceive his full image.

’Such strange data.’

Song Cheng eyed the "220~3200" value of the man in Mysterious Flower Armor with curiosity.

This was the first ti he had encountered such a thing.

However, he didn’t dwell on it. After a quick glance, he reached out and grabbed.

"Fo..." The man in Mysterious Flower Armor saw the palm, which had been as flat as a valley, suddenly bend and twist, turning over and encapsulating him before he could finish his words.

His words cut off, his eyes flashed with despair, and he blew out a divine wind in madness, but it couldn’t shake the Divine Soul within that palm.

The palm clenched firmly.

The man in Mysterious Flower Armor exploded, his flesh collapsed, and his Divine Soul perished.

"The power of the Evil Soul is interesting," Song Cheng identified the divine wind power utilized by the man in Mysterious Flower Armor just before his death, which was indeed the "Evil Soul" power that appeared in the "Four Evil" lands.

He glanced down at his feet, saw that his children were there, gravely wounded. He then looked around and noticed many of the remaining Armored Warriors of Dashang were believers from the Xuanwu Taoist Temple, so he shifted his form and Possessed one of them.

As soon as he left, the flesh and tal scraps lost their cohesion and turned into a downpour of blood, raining down into the distant valleys.

The mountain... was bathed in blood, and the sll of blood hit the sky.

...

The abrupt ending caught everyone off guard.

The ergence and sudden disappearance of the blood-covered mountain left people terrified and at a loss.

"Is it... over?"

Ding Yuan stood still as if turned to wood.

Her pupils were still dilated, looking at the sky, "What was that just now?"

No one could answer.

But none would forget.

It was a mysterious force that had surpassed their understanding.

In the aftermath of the terror, many soldiers from Dashang quickly gathered around Song An, urging him urgently, "General, we must leave. This place is not safe to linger."

Song An was also looking at the sky. Unlike the soldiers and Ding Yuan’s terror, his heart was full of confusion and bewildernt as he glanced at the image of "Emperor Monarch Xuanwu" not far away.

"Big sis, let’s go too." Ding Yuan helped Ting up, seeing her weak body and carrying her on her back, her gaze swept over the area where Zhang Ling and Feng had died, she sighed sorrowfully but added, "This place is too dangerous."

Ting was also looking at the sky.

As a child, she looked at the sky to draw clouds.

As a young girl, she looked at the sky to find her way.

Now, it seed she was reminiscing.

How could it not be in monts of great joy and sorrow, in the face of life and death, that one is most vulnerable?

Mixed among the Armored Warriors, Song Cheng watched his children. A brief sensing told him they were not in grave danger, and he felt sowhat relieved.

However, at this mont, he had no intention of revealing himself openly, because his appearance could lead his children to make incorrect judgnts, relax their vigilance, and potentially create unexpected problems in what otherwise would be a safe situation.

He had just arrived...

Everything here was strange to him.

Moreover, since stepping into the Mysterious Armor Perfection, his senses had beco much keener. This made him faintly aware of a distant part of the land emitting a faint aura that he found disconcerting.

’For now, I’ll just protect them, and when things have stabilized, I’ll recognize them secretly,’ Song Cheng made up his mind.

...

...

The retreat hadn’t encountered any significant trouble.

Ting quickly summoned the nearby "doll animals" to her aid, and Song An also ca across so soldiers who had previously been scattered. Although they encountered enemies, overall it went smoothly.

After retreating to a nearby town, Song An and Ting finally had a chance to breathe.

Physicians in the town began to get busy, and Ting, wrapped in a small cotton blanket, was covered in sweat and trembling with chills.

She was just an ordinary person. Even though she had frightfully powerful abilities, she was still just an ordinary person. The great battle had taken its toll on her, and the rollercoaster of emotions left her both "physically injured" and "spiritually injured."

After taking so dication, she managed to fall asleep.

In the middle of the night...

She would shiver with cold and heat, having nightmares one after another; her body inside the small blanket quivered incessantly, and her eyelids twitched wildly.

"Don’t! Don’t!!"

Suddenly, she cried out, sitting up swiftly, gasping for air, while her hair was soaked with sweat, sticking to her pale skin in strands that resembled ink paintings.