Chapter 229: I told you the truth—why are you still in a hurry?

Night fell.

Yunzhou.

Heishui Cliff.

Over a thousand death warriors were hidden here, and beneath Heishui Cliff lay Luoyun City, a small city with a population of one hundred thousand.

At the forefront of these death warriors stood a beautiful figure—Xu Lian, the Human Dao of the Reincarnation Pavilion.

She glanced at the sky: "I don't even know if the Heavenly Dao succeeded over there."

Immediately after, he waved his hand: "But time is nearly up—attack!"

The over a thousand death warriors instantly leapt from Heimu Cliff, surging toward Luoyun City like a black tide.

But just then, a cyan blade light slashed across the earth, carving a deep trench that blocked all the death warriors before it.

At the same time, a somewhat lax voice rang out: "This path is blocked—I advise you to turn back the way you came."

Xu Lian followed the sound and saw a person in cyan robes standing atop the treetops, shouldered with a long blade, holding a wine gourd in hand.

He took a sip of wine, lifted his head, and looked at the Human Dao: "You should just leave."

This person was none other than the Carefree Wanderer, Lu Cang.

The Human Dao's face darkened: "Carefree Wanderer? Why are you blocking us! This has nothing to do with you! Move aside! Or are you saying you've already submitted to the court?"

Lu Cang laughed heartily: "I, Lu Cang, have lived carefree all my life—how could I possibly submit to the court?"

"It's just that today, someone in Luoyun City invited me to drink."

"So, to repay this favor, today you cannot approach Luoyun City."

Xu Lian let out a cold snort: "Lu Cang, Lu Cang—I'd like to see if you're really as formidable as the rumors say!"

"Kill them all for me!"

As her words fell, Xu Lian lunged at Lu Cang. Lu Cang's eyes turned serious, he hung the wine gourd back at his waist, a cyan blade light repelled Xu Lian, then he swung his blade—dozens of death warriors were instantly chopped into pieces.

Seeing this, Xu Lian laughed heartily: "Good, good, good! Lu Cang, you truly aren't afraid of death—these are all low-level martial artists, aren't you afraid of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man?"

Lu Cang's expression remained calm: "I, Lu Cang, have lived carefree all my life—what do I fear from death?"

Xu Lian's face full of mockery: "I'd like to see which of us dies first!"

Saying that, the two clashed. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of rounds.

At that moment, both felt something approaching at a terrifying speed.

They turned their eyes and caught a glimpse of a streak of blood-red flowing light. They didn't even have time to turn their heads—the blood-red light had already arrived before them. It wasn't that they were slow, but that the blood-red light's speed was too terrifying.

In the next instant, the blood-red flowing light arrived at their side, and a cold voice sounded.

"Excuse me."

At the same time, several terrifying golden blade lights slashed downward toward the death warriors below.

Boom boom boom!

Successive explosion sounds rang out—beneath them, the over a thousand death warriors were instantly wiped out, while the blood-red flowing light had already flown past the two and off into the distance.

Only then did Lu Cang come back to his senses. He recognized Shen Qing's voice and muttered:

"Damn, so handsome?"

Meanwhile, Xu Lian across from him made a gurgling sound—her throat already bore a blood hole, and even her heart had been pierced through.

Tianzhu Mountain.

This towering Tianzhu Mountain had been transformed by Ouyang Xuanqing into the focal point of a feng shui grand formation, with the formation disk being all of Yunzhou.

Ouyang Xuanqing sat in silent meditation atop Tianzhu Mountain, straining to comprehend the Dao of Death, yet he always seemed to fall just short.

He slowly opened his eyes: "How could this be? Why am I still just one step away?"

But just then, a brilliant golden light flashed across the sky.

"One step away? You're far off!"

A terrifying blade light descended, welcoming the mountain—wrapped in terrifying blade intent, it precisely struck Ouyang Xuanqing, cleaving him into the mountain, and the entire Tianzhu Mountain split cleanly in two from this single blow.

A terrifying palm print slammed straight into the sky, shattering the rocks. Immediately after, Ouyang Xuanqing struggled to fly out—blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his shoulder had been half severed by Shen Qing.

He gritted his teeth: "Shen Qing! How could you ambush me! When I was young, I still came to see you..."

Shen Qing waved his hand: "Hey, stop, stop, stop!"

"Don't give me this act—saw me? I thought you'd hugged me!"

"Besides, I'm a Grand Master realm cultivator beating you at the Ninth Layer of the Yuan Dan realm—what's wrong with ambushing?"

Ouyang Xuanqing took a deep breath: "Shen Qing, let's sit down and talk—how about it?"

"A few days ago, when you fought the Shen family, I watched from afar—I had the chance to act then, but I didn't."

Shen Qing chuckled: "That's really a pity—why didn't you act that day? You let yourself linger two more days—otherwise, I'd have buried you alive then."

Hearing Shen Qing's words, Ouyang Xuanqing's face flushed slightly, but he still retained a bit of rationality.

"Shen Qing! I know a bit about your Shen family's situation—how about this: today, don't block me, let me break through."

"In the future, I'll stand on your side."

Shen Qing's face full of mockery: "I see you won't last a few days like this—how do you plan to stand on my side? Prop up a coffin behind me?"

"Besides, I've long heard you're reclusive—never interact with outsiders, go a whole year without speaking to anyone."

"Even two martial sages who have comprehended the Death Domain in my Great Martial Realm say this: if you ever went out and interacted with them, they'd tell you, for your father's sake, that the Death Domain isn't directly comprehended—it's a fusion of multiple domains."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Xuanqing froze, his face paling slightly: "What did you say?"

Shen Qing looked at him with the eyes of one pitying a poor little thing.

"I said the Death Domain is a special domain—not directly comprehended, but formed by the fusion of three layers."

"You're trying to directly comprehend the Death Domain—even given ten more lifetimes, you still wouldn't grasp it."

"Understand now?"

Ouyang Xuanzhen's body trembled, his face flushing red: "How is this possible, how could this be..."

Immediately after, he looked at Shen Qing: "I understand now, I understand, you must be playing a trick on me!"

"I will kill you! I will kill you!"

Saying that, he swung a palm, unleashing a terrifying palm imprint that struck directly at Shen Qing.

Shen Qing casually slashed with a blade, dispersing the palm imprint, his eyes icy cold, a blood-red slaughter armor instantly covering him.

"Being a good person is truly difficult, I will tell you the truth."

"Why are you still getting angry?"