Chapter 911

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Two years passed in the blink of an eye.

The entire Qingmu Sect was peaceful and auspicious.

Xu Ping'an and Li Yueyao gave birth to a son, named Xu Mu.

The little fellow had fair, translucent skin, and Wood Spirit Qi swirled around his body; he was born with a Spiritual Root.

Xu Zhangqing held the soft little grandson, and a warmth that could not be dissolved lingered in his brows and eyes.

Ruo Qunshuang sat to the side, holding a spirit grain woven from a spirit herb, teasing little Mu while laughing: "Look at this child, he looks exactly like Ping'an when he was little."

Li Lingbi's eyes were full of joy: "Good lad, born with a Spiritual Root, he will certainly be extraordinary in the future!"

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Such harmonious and blissful days passed for another three years.

The five-year appointment arrived as scheduled.

On this day, Li Wudao descended from the sky, his expression slightly grave: "Ping'an, the time has come!"

Xu Ping'an glanced at his father, mother, elder sister, Yueyao, and son, and suddenly a thread of reluctance rose in him: "Th-this... we're leaving just like this?"

Unexpectedly, the day to go to the Tai Xu Lie Yuan had arrived this quickly.

Previously, he had thought he was long since prepared.

But with his son's birth, the family was harmonious and blissful.

For some reason, he instead became immersed in it, even not wanting to leave.

Li Wudao said helplessly: "Immortal Sect rules, no one can transcend them."

Xu Ping'an took a deep breath, he lifted young Xu Mu and said in a deep voice: "Son, Father must leave; when we meet again, who knows when it will be.

You... must definitely listen to your mother's words!"

Little Xu Mu's face was full of bewilderment; perhaps sensing his father's emotions, he suddenly burst into tears with a "wah".

Xu Zhangqing patted his son's shoulder: "Protect yourself well; we will take care of Yueyao.

Remember, Qingmu Sect will forever be your fallback."

Xu Ping'an nodded heavily: "This child understands."

At this moment, his eyes held no fear, only determination.

Going to the Tai Xu Lie Yuan, this was not only for himself, but also for his family.

At this time, a clear and cold figure flashed into view; this person was precisely Li.

She looked at Xu Ping'an and said calmly: "I will go with you."

Xu Ping'an was stunned: "You... you want to go with me?"

Li gave a slight smile: "That place, the Tai Xu Lie Yuan, I haven't been there yet.

I want to see just how perilous it truly is."

Xu Ping'an heard this and looked at her with a complex gaze.

Li Wudao glanced at the two and urged: "Let's go."

Xu Ping'an looked at his family with deep reluctance, then slowly rose into the air: "Father, Mother, Elder Sister, Yueyao, Mu'er, I will definitely return."

Li followed closely behind; she didn't speak a word of nonsense, simply following.

Soon, three figures disappeared at the horizon.

Ruo Qunshuang's eyes were swimming with tears: "An'an……"

Li Yueyao held little Mu and choked out: "Brother Ping'an, you must take care!"

Xu Zhangqing gazed into the distance for a long time, until the figures thoroughly vanished, only then withdrawing his gaze.

Compared to others, he actually wasn't that sorrowful.

After all, although he was unwilling to go to the Tai Xu Lie Yuan, a puppet could go.

Ever since Xu Zixiao snatched away the Corpse King Sword last time, he had not arranged any manpower.

Now that Ping'an was going to the Tai Xu Lie Yuan, it was time to start laying out plans again.

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Half a year later.

Boom!

At the old site of the Dongting Immortal Sect, a huge boom suddenly rang out.

The sound was so loud, the commotion so strong, that heaven and earth trembled for it.

Immediately after, the ground cracked open with a boom, the fissures spreading for a thousand li.

Pitch-black Turbid Qi, bone-chilling Killing Qi, sky-soaring Resentment Qi surged out wildly.

The three types of Qi intertwined and entwined, transforming into a mass of Chaos-colored Disaster Mist, rushing straight into the nine heavens, dyeing half the sky gloomy and lightless.

The Yunhua Realm above the Nine Heavens bore the brunt, polluted by the Disaster Mist; Sect Master Chao Jin had no choice but to order the entrance temporarily sealed.

The Xingqiong Hall even higher up, though able to resist by virtue of Great Elder Xuan Yan's Dao rhyme, also had its spiritual light obscured by the Disaster Mist; the palace halls dimmed, no longer possessing the former magnificent scene of the Star River encircling them.

The entire Tianyuan Realm, especially the Eastern Domain, was all deterred by this terrifying calamitous aura.

Qingmu Sect, cultivation chamber.

Xu Changqing was circulating the Cang Ming Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme when a sudden impulse struck him.

It seemed some living being, using the Wood Origin, was calling out to him.

That call was extremely faint, and its source was precisely... the Dongting Immortal Sect old site.

You must know, his divine soul is now stable, his Dao heart clear and bright; it is absolutely impossible for him to produce a vision.

Therefore, Xu Changqing stood up and called out: "Li Chuan, come with me on a trip."

Li Chuan, holding the Corpse King Sword, bowed and replied: "Yes!"

The two flew all the way, and in just half a day they arrived at the Dongting Immortal Sect old site.

But the scene before his eyes made Xu Changqing freeze on the spot, his complexion changing drastically.

The immortal sect that once swirled with immortal Qi had long since transformed into a human purgatory.

The earth cracked, disaster mist rolled, evil Qi corroded bone, resentment Qi devoured the soul; any cultivator below Nascent Soul who stepped into this place would have their divine soul annihilated on the spot.

Only those at Nascent Soul Stage or above have a body-protecting method.

The Corpse King Sword in Li Chuan's hand specializes in countering yin evil evil Qi, so not only was he unaffected, the corpse Qi around him actually faintly resonated with the disaster mist, and he immediately revealed delight: "Lord, the evil Qi and resentment Qi here are dense to the extreme; it is precisely an excellent place for my cultivation.

I want to stay here and attack Nascent Soul."

Xu Changqing nodded: "Good, you stay here and cultivate.

Be careful in all things; if anything happens, call out."

"I obey!"

Li Chuan immediately found a hidden spot, then sat cross-legged, the Corpse King Sword laid across his knees, and began devouring the disaster mist.

Xu Changqing glanced over, saw no problem, and then followed that faint call, traversing the disaster mist, heading straight for Hongfeng Valley.

When he reached the place, he froze again.

The red maples that once covered the mountains and fields had long since turned to scorched earth and dead wood.

Only that Red Maple Ancient Tree still stood alone in the depths of the valley.

Except, the once blood-red maple leaves had now all turned deathly gray.

The tree trunk was dry, shriveled, and withered, its vitality nearly severed.

The current it was like an old man on his last legs, critically ill.

Xu Changqing looked at the Red Maple Ancient Tree and said softly: "Was it you calling me?"

As soon as his words fell, a violent fluctuation came from the ground beneath the ancient tree.

"Creation Dharma Aspect, manifest!"

Seeing this, Xu Changqing decisively summoned the human-faced bird-bodied Creation Dharma Aspect.

Twenty-Four Solar Terms light wheels encircled his body, the Cang Ming Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme spread out.

The Dharma Aspect's large hand flipped, the ground split open an entrance, leading straight to the deepest part.

Xu Changqing quickly entered deep underground, and actually saw that familiar sphere.

Only the sphere was no longer lustrous as before, covered in cracks, its aura even more bizarre.

The instant Xu Changqing drew near, a familiar face emerged on the sphere's surface, and he cried out in alarm: "Hua Lao?!"

The former steward of the Spirit Field Core Management Office was actually trapped here.

At first, Hua Lao had no reaction; his face was clear one moment, blurred the next.

Xu Changqing continued: "Hua Lao, I thought you had left with the sect high level!"

After a while, Hua Lao's face finally stabilized; he opened his eyes, his eyes likewise full of disbelief: "Changqing, it's actually you?

I instinctively called out, didn't expect you could hear it?"

Xu Changqing nodded forcefully: "Yes, I heard it."

Hua Lao sighed: "In the entire sect, only you heard it."

Xu Changqing couldn't help but ask further: "How did you end up trapped here?"

Hua Lao hesitated a moment, then explained: "The meaning of my existence is to suppress the chaotic earth Qi below the spirit field.

This is the sect's arrangement, and also my destiny."

Only then did Xu Changqing understand; the sect high level were far more cruel than he imagined.

Turns out Hua Lao never left at all, but was trapped deep underground.

These years, it must have been very painful.

Moreover, in order to survive, Hua Lao did not hesitate to forcibly enter symbiosis with the Red Maple Ancient Tree, his own divine soul and the tree; tree lives then he lives, tree dies then he dies.

Now the disaster erupted, the ancient tree withered.

Hua Lao is already at the end of his rope, his divine soul could be annihilated at any moment.

"Hua Lao, hold on!"

"It's too dangerous here, you leave quickly!"

"I've reached Nascent Soul, have Dharma Aspect protecting my body, it's fine!"

"You've reached Nascent Soul?

If Zhu Hezhu were here, he would surely be very gratified!"

Xu Changqing mobilized Creation Power, wanting to nourish Hua Lao and the ancient tree.

But the moment he made contact, he was scattered by the surrounding terrifying disaster evil Qi.

His heart sank; ordinary Creation Power fundamentally cannot block this kind of disaster, let alone save Hua Lao and the Red Maple Ancient Tree.

Hua Lao saw this and said dejectedly: "Forget it, Changqing, you go."

Xu Changqing shook his head: "No, there must still be a way."

In an instant, his eyes flashed, and he thought of a possibility!