Chapter 199

The crowd followed Luo Song's figure to the top of Jiding Peak.

When they saw the scene before them, they were all stunned, a look of trance flashing in their eyes.

The majestic Profound Heaven Hall of the past had completely disappeared, replaced by a shocking ruin.

Even more horrifying was that the entire mountain body looked as if a large chunk had been wiped away by an invisible giant blade from the gods.

Under the moonlight, the cross-section glowed with a cold light, as if even the rocks were silent for the tragedy of this night.

In the center of the ruins, a figure covered in wounds, life or death unknown, lay quietly among the rubble.

The green robe was shattered, the face was as pale as paper, and the three-colored true qi that had once made the entire Yunling Prefecture look on in awe had completely extinguished.

It was none other than the Sect Master of the Profound Heaven Sect, Pei Yunchuan.

"Sect Master..."

Everyone's hearts trembled violently.

"Master!!!"

Zhou Yufeng's eyes were splitting with rage; ignoring the blade-qi wound still oozing blood on his chest, he tapped his feet and rushed in front of Pei Yunchuan, extending a trembling hand to check his master's breath.

When his fingertips touched that faint but warm airflow, the eyes of this usually steady middle-aged man turned red instantly.

Just at this moment, a hoarse and flat voice came down from above everyone's heads:

"Rest assured, he still has a breath."

Everyone immediately looked up following the sound, only to discover that on the protruding rubble at the highest point of the ruins, an old man with gray hair and a long beard was sitting cross-legged, unknown since when.

He sat there motionless, almost merging with the surrounding rubble and debris.

Had he not spoken voluntarily, not a single person among the many present would have noticed his existence.

This person was none other than the sharp-tongued old man who had previously guarded the Scripture Pavilion, Elder Zhong.

"Elder Zhong?!"

The moment they saw the old man clearly, a look of shock first flashed across everyone's faces, followed by uncontrollable ecstasy.

This was the living fossil with the highest seniority in the Profound Heaven Sect; even the several Peak Masters had to respectfully call him "Senior" when they saw him.

Since he said Pei Yunchuan was still alive, then he must be alive.

Only Jiang Ye, after a brief shock, had a strange look flash in the depths of his eyes that others could not detect.

He actually sensed a chilling aura from this Elder Zhong, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

This aura was extremely similar to the black qi in the pitch-black bead he had looted from the corpse of the Seven Kill Sect monster after he had ambushed and killed him.

Only it was more hidden and deeper.

That pitch-black bead was currently being held by Xiao Huo as he slept all day.

"How could Elder Zhong have such an aura..."

At this moment, thousands of thoughts raced through Jiang Ye's mind.

He could feel the chilling aura on Elder Zhong, appearing and disappearing, as if it were being suppressed with great effort by Elder Zhong.

Luo Song stepped forward quickly, looking up at the aged figure on the pile of rubble, laughing loudly, his voice still in that rough and resonant tone:

"Elder Zhong, you've come out of seclusion! It seems the other beast of the Seven Kill Sect was dealt with by you!"

Elder Zhong's gaze fell on Luo Song, seeing the wounds all over his body and the gradually dimming fire qi, his voice hoarse: "You kid are still so reckless."

Luo Song laughed again without caring, waving his hand as if talking about a trivial matter:

"A little bit overdone."

"However, since you've come out of seclusion, I can leave with peace of mind."

"Hahaha, being able to see you one last time before I go, it's not a loss!"

Once these words were spoken, a look of undisguised sorrow flashed across the faces of everyone present.

Everyone could see that Luo Song was at the end of his rope, and the fire light gradually dimming around his body was not extinguishing, but burning out.

When the last wisp of fire light disappeared, it would be the time when this Tianyang Liu Fengzhu's oil ran out.

To be able to laugh so heroically and calmly before death, looking at the entire Profound Heaven Sect, I'm afraid only this Luo Song could do it.

"Old man..."

Qin Lie stared fixedly at Luo Song's back, which was bathed in blood yet still stood as straight as a pine, his eyes filled with tears that he gritted his teeth to hold back, not letting them fall.

Jiang Ye watched Luo Song's laughing back in silence, his heart fluctuating violently in a rare way.

He had lived for seventy years, seen countless life-and-death partings, and considered his temperament to have been honed like an ancient well, without ripples.

But tonight, seeing Luo Song ignite himself into a torch to block in front of everyone, he suddenly felt that some things were heavier and more profound than he had imagined.

This old man was truly mad, but he respected this madness from the bottom of his heart.

Elder Zhong looked at the laughing Luo Song, the corners of his mouth twitching on his aged face, as if smiling or sighing:

"We are both old men, don't be in such a hurry to seek death, Little Luo."

The next instant.

He propped himself up on his knees and stood up from the pile of rubble, his movements as slow as a true centenarian, then jumped down.

"Ouch..."

The moment he landed, his body made a few creaking sounds as if it couldn't bear the weight, and he swayed before barely standing steady.

Luo Song reached out to support him, still laughing: "Hahaha, Elder Zhong, take it easy..."

A brilliant, emerald-green light suddenly emerged from between Elder Zhong's five fingers on his right hand; the light was so pure it contained no impurities, as if the vitality of an entire primeval forest had been compressed between these five withered fingers.

He suddenly reached out and imprinted a palm on Luo Song's stomach.

The smile on Luo Song's face froze suddenly, his mouth trembled twice, as if wanting to say something, but before he could, his eyes went black, and he fell backward straight, hitting the ground heavily and splashing up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this scene, the pupils in everyone's eyes shrank violently.

"Old man!!!"

Qin Lie rushed up at almost the same instant, throwing himself in front of Luo Song to lift his upper body, reaching out in a panic to check his breath.

The breath was faint, nearly non-existent.

He looked at Elder Zhong with a face full of confusion, his voice trembling: "Elder Zhong... what are you..."

Elder Zhong panted violently a few times, appearing exhausted to the extreme.

He sat down slowly against the pile of rubble, his chest heaving for a long time before shaking his head slightly:

"Stop calling out; I've sealed the last bit of essence in his body. If I didn't seal it, this foolish kid would have truly burned himself away."

Qin Lie looked up suddenly, a light that had been nearly extinguished and was now rekindled burning in his red eyes.

He carefully laid Luo Song flat on the ground, then threw himself in front of Elder Zhong, his voice trembling violently with excitement, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood: "Elder Zhong! Old man... is he... is he still savable?"

Elder Zhong twitched the corners of his mouth, the expression on his face indistinguishable between helplessness and relief:

"Whether he is savable depends on you all; if you can feed him a few Primordial Great Restoration Pills to replenish the burned essence, he might still be saved."

Hearing this, Qin Lie was slightly stunned.

Primordial Great Restoration Pill?!

He had never even heard of this pill...

Liu Qingyu said in a solemn voice: "This is a spirit pill refined by fusing Primordial Qi with precious herbs over a hundred years old. In the entire Linzhou, I'm afraid only the treasure vault of the Upper Sect might have a collection."

Everyone's expressions froze again.

How precious Primordial Qi was, and the pill refined with it...

One didn't need to think to know that even in the Upper Sect's treasure vault, this was an extremely rare treasure.

With their strength, wanting to get such a spirit pill from the Upper Sect would be harder than ascending to heaven.

"Primordial Great Restoration Pill..."

Jiang Ye didn't speak, but secretly remembered the name of this pill in his heart.

If there was a chance to get this pill, he would save this old man's life.

Just at this moment, two more figures hurried to the top of Jiding Peak.

The arrivals were none other than the Liu Fengzhu of Green Wood Peak, Sun Lin, and the Outer Sect Elder, Hua Qingshui.

Sun Lin's face was pale, with a few bloodstains remaining on his robes, his aura short and floating, looking as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.

Hua Qingshui's situation was better; he only had some superficial wounds, his aura was relatively stable, but his brows were full of solemnity.

"Liu Fengzhu Sun, Elder Hua."

Liu Qingyu immediately went to meet them.

Upon asking, she learned that although there was only one Seven Kill Sect monster attacking Green Wood Peak.

But the people of Green Wood Peak mainly practiced nourishing wood qi, especially Sun Lin, who was old and weak; even facing one Seven Kill Sect Qi Condensation Realm martial artist, he had dealt with it quite arduously.

Fortunately, Hua Qingshui arrived in time, and with his help, they managed to drive back that Seven Kill Sect monster.

"This old man is ashamed; I couldn't take down the monster..."

Sun Lin sighed with a pale face.

Hua Qingshui said solemnly: "When Elder Sun and I heard the commotion coming from Jiding Peak, we had no heart to chase him anymore, so we hurried over."

Hearing this, the crowd offered a few words of comfort.

To be honest, these Seven Kill Sect monsters used the strange methods of killing intent, and their strength was often stronger than martial artists of the same realm.

If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Ye and Liu Qingyu's strength was more outstanding.

The overall strength of the various Peak Masters of the Profound Heaven Sect was actually at a disadvantage.

Being able to hold on until now without collapsing was already not easy.

When Sun Lin and Hua Qingshui learned that the Sect Master was still alive, both of them let out a long sigh of relief, then bowed respectfully to Elder Zhong.

And when they learned of the situation of each peak from the crowd, their expressions could no longer be held together.

Hearing that Lu Xiao had abandoned the peak and fled, and that Jin Chen Peak had suffered heavy casualties, Sun Lin was so angry that his gray beard was trembling, and Hua Qingshui's usually gentle eyes also turned cold suddenly.

Finally, when they heard that Luo Song had burned his own essence to fight the Primordial martial artist to the death, both of them looked toward the withered body bathed in blood that Qin Lie was carefully supporting, and sighed in unison.

A rare look of complex desolation appeared in Hua Qingshui's old eyes, which had seen all the world, and he muttered in a low voice: "Old Ghost Luo... this time, you win..."

Elder Zhong looked exhausted to the extreme, waving his hand:

"Alright, don't crowd here anymore; go and clean up the mess."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts tightened.

Although the strong enemy had retreated, the aftermath remained.

The Profound Heaven Sect had suffered heavy losses tonight; if they couldn't stabilize the situation as soon as possible, fear alone would be enough to cause this century-old sect to collapse from within.

Moreover, the external wounds on Sect Master Pei Yunchuan and Luo Song needed to be treated in time.

The crowd didn't say more, turning around one after another to prepare to go down the mountain.

"Old Tian, you stay."

Elder Zhong spoke suddenly, his gaze passing through the crowd and landing on Jiang Ye.