Chapter 500

Old Man Dao also looked around and said, 'Of course it's certain—the gate of the demon realm; as long as the nine gates unite, forming the harmonious momentum of the nine palaces, the demon realm will naturally open!'

Sun Bufan asked: 'Then how can the nine gates unite, forming the harmonious momentum of the nine palaces?'

Old Man Dao said: 'Of course it's the Gong Sun family coming; they have a way!'

Sun Bufan said, 'Haha, so it's the Gong Sun family...' then laughed, and his smile gradually froze on his face: 'The Gong Sun family coming? You're kidding? Should we first come in and play hide-and-seek?'

Old Man Dao said: 'Oh dear, Heng Xian wants to come in, I'm also helpless!'

Heng Xian looked ahead and said: 'Of course it's not hide-and-seek!'

Old Man Dao asked: 'You're ready……'

Before he finished speaking, Heng Xian already strode forward.

Old Man Dao and Sun Bufan had no choice but to follow.

The three passed through layers of green mist, walked about half a li, and ahead appeared a floating platform; on it seven or eight strange vines, lush with leaves, were binding eight people.

At this moment, the eight people's condition was miserable: some had become skeletons, some were near death, emaciated and weak; among them two were very familiar——

Ba Wang Sect's Jiang Ruoyan, Da Yan Sect's Yu Qiuyi!

Both were originally the heavenly pride daughters of their respective sects, equal in looks, temperament, and talent; now only skin and bones remain.

Sun Bufan exclaimed in shock: 'Disciples of the Fourteen Sects, they're actually here!'

He was about to step forward.

Heng Xian stopped him, looked at Old Man Dao, and asked: 'How to save them?'

Old Man Dao took a deep breath, pointed at the surrounding green mist and the vines on the platform: 'The mist is demonic qi, the vines are demon vines; they are born following the demon realm, and are now sucking the lives and cultivation of the Fourteen Sect disciples to provide nourishment for the demon realm's return to the human world,'

'Those on the platform are basically beyond saving; at this moment, the ordinary Fourteen Sect disciples have already died, while the two girls still alive, thanks to their ancient bloodline or physique, barely cling to life—but……they cannot be saved either!'

Sun Bufan shouted angrily: 'Bullshit! You old stick, alarmist nonsense—there's no such thing as being unable to be saved!'

Old Man Dao gave a slight smile: 'I said, they can't be saved, unless……'

'Speak!' Heng Xian said.

Old Man Dao pointed beneath the platform and said: 'Unless you have something that can restrain demonic qi, temporarily isolating the platform from the demon realm for a few breaths, then they can naturally be rescued; otherwise the demonic qi is too strong, even immortals cannot mount the platform!'

'Alas! What in the world can truly counter demons? Demons are……'

Before he finished speaking, they discovered Heng Xian already standing beneath the talisman platform!

Indeed, he was standing beneath it!

Seeing this, Old Man Dao burst out laughing: 'You wouldn't think you can counter demons…… would you? Uh!'

Only seeing Heng Xian standing beneath the floating platform, the demonic qi around vanished completely, and the green demon vines on the talisman platform withered bit by bit.

Old Man Dao slowly opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: 'What kind of person are you, little brat? Countering demons? Countering ancient demonic qi? Are you the reincarnation of some great figure?'

Heng Xian cursed: 'Nonsense, hurry up and save them!'

Only then did Old Man Dao call out to Sun Bufan, jump onto the platform, glance at the eight Fourteen Sect disciples, shake his head, and only rescued Yu Qiuyi and Jiang Ruoyan, saying: 'The others are certainly dead, no need to bother—come out!'

Heng Xian flashed out, placed two fingers on Jiang Ruoyan and Yu Qiuyi's foreheads and heavenly spirit, slightly frowned: 'Their vitality is almost cut off, yet a breath remains!'

'Click-clack……'

At that moment, strange mechanical noises erupted from all directions, rumbling loudly, vast and empty.

Sun Bufan startled: 'What the hell is that?'

Old Man Dao, sweat beading on his forehead, said: 'What else could it be? The Gong Sun family has caught up!'

Saying this, he looked at Heng Xian: 'Guys, give me an idea!'

Heng Xian looked around: 'Go to the Qian, Kun, Kan, and Dui gates to save people, hurry!'

Old Man Dao immediately pointed not far away: 'That's the Dui gate!'

'Let's go!'

Heng Xian called out, the three, holding Yu Qiuyi and the two, rushed straight to the distance.

Soon they reached the edge of the floating 'island'; ahead lay a swaying bone bridge leading to the endless demonic abyss opposite.

Sun Bufan took a deep breath: 'This is really mysterious—can we fly on swords? I don't want to walk the bone bridge!'

Old Man Dao coldly said: 'A bridge manifested from demonic qi—no one below Nascent Soul dares to fly across it!'

Sun Bufan gave a dry laugh, his body going limp halfway: 'That's a plea, I'm terrified of heights!'

'Click-clack, click-clack...'

At this moment, the mechanical noise grew louder.

'Let's go!'

Heng Xian lifted Yu Qiuyi and Jiang Ruoyan, mastered his balance, and hurriedly stepped onto the swaying bone bridge toward the opposite side.

Seeing this, Old Man Dao and Sun Bufan had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.

The demonic qi on the bone bridge grew denser, but Heng Xian erupted with mighty momentum, dispelling the qi; the three reached the opposite shore safely.

On the opposite shore was another floating 'island'; in the middle position still stood a floating platform.

This time the platform held quite a few people—thirteen or fourteen—among them Lingtai Mountain's Round Miaonun, Donghuang Palace's Huangfu Taiqing, and Da Luo Holy Sect's Si Tu Nan Fei were conspicuously present.

Amazingly, Round Miaonun, Huangfu Taiqing, etc., were either dead or deeply comatose; only Si Tu Nan Fei remained conscious.

Although he too was at the end of his rope, his clothes remained neat, his hair still orderly; even bound by demon vines, he bore the bearing of an outstanding disciple of a great clan. At this moment, his face pallid, he gazed at the three—certainly at Heng Xian—and gave a faint smile: 'I've been wondering how I would die, or who would save me; after countless calculations, I never expected it to be you who saved me!'

Sun Bufan pointed at his own nose: 'And me too!'

Si Tu Nan Fei ignored him.

Heng Xian snapped his fingers: 'No wonder he's the top disciple of Da Luo Holy Sect's earth ranking—sucked dry like this and still awake!'

Si Tu Nan Fei weakly said: 'I still have unfulfilled aspirations to reach the clouds; I dare not die lightly!'

'Let your cloud-reaching aspirations go to hell!' Heng Xian walked to beneath the talisman platform.

Soon, following the same method, they rescued Si Tu Nan Fei and the three others.

Si Tu Nan Fei could still walk.

Several people then dragged the Round Wonderful Nun and three others straight to the next Water position.

They rescued three people at the Water position, then rushed straight to the Earth position and the Heaven position.

When they reached the Heaven position, several people had three or four unconscious people hanging on them, heavy and limp.

And on the Heaven position's talisman platform, there were the most people, a full twenty-one.

Su Ji, Lin Shuyu, Bai Lianhua, Huo Yuanqing, Niu Wanli, Xu Wei, Zhao Ying and other Tianyuan Sect disciples were there.

But... possibly because as the chief of the Nine Gates of the Demon Realm, they absorbed demonic qi the most, and most people besides Su Ji, Lin Shuyu and others had already turned into desiccated bones and corpses.

But at this moment, Su Ji and Lin Shuyu remained conscious, only their expressions were extremely feeble.

Especially Lin Shuyu, her face was pallid, her immortal-like appearance added a touch of fragility; her pair of light-blue eyes gazed at the crowd, her face bore a weak smile, utterly tragic and beautiful.

She has always been this conscientious, the proper courtesy never lacking in the slightest.

Heng Xian looked at her, inexplicably feeling a heartache from the bottom of his heart: "Senior Sister Lin, are you alright..."

"Hey?" Su Ji beside him said weakly: "There's also Senior Sister Su here, don't just stare at your Senior Sister Lin!"

Heng Xian smiled, then could only clasp his fists in a salute: "Senior Sister Su!"

Su Ji gave a hehe laugh, suddenly her body swayed, she was on the verge of fainting.

Grandpa Dao reminded: "Sir, these two are also spent forces, quickly rescue people!"

Heng Xian again walked to beneath the floating platform, treating his own body as a demon-subduing object.

Several people acted together, rescuing Lin Shuyu, Su Ji and others.

Heng Xian supported Lin Shuyu, asking: "Senior Sister Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Shuyu gave a light laugh, quietly drew a little distance, not forgetting the proper distinction between men and women: "Thank you, Junior Brother..."

Before she finished speaking, she faintly collapsed into Heng Xian's arms.

Feeling her soft, boneless delicate body, Heng Xian couldn't help but stare.

Just then, a gloomy voice suddenly came from opposite: "Everyone's here, how reassuring for this seat!"

(End of chapter)