Chapter 675: Hiding in the Desolate Domain, Deep Brotherhood

Looking at the two friends who had risked their lives to save him, the tears in Lin Xuan's eyes surged even more violently.

His master was dead, but there were still friends willing to risk their lives for him.

He could not let any more people die because of him.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan grabbed the two of them, his Genesis Bloodline erupting with its final strength.

A golden light soared into the sky, forcibly tearing open the blockade of the Soul-Devouring Demon Pearl.

The three of them turned into a streak of light, flying out toward the exterior of Spirit Moon Peak.

"Want to escape?" Xue Wutian sneered.

"Pursue them for me!"

A dozen or so Blood Demons immediately began their pursuit, but Lin Xuan and the other two had already escaped a considerable distance.

More importantly, the remaining forces of the Righteous Coalition had also begun to retreat.

Xue Wutian had to make a choice: whether to pursue Lin Xuan or continue attacking the righteous cultivators.

After a brief consideration, he chose the latter.

The righteous cultivators were now weak, making it a good opportunity to wipe them out completely.

As for Lin Xuan, there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with him slowly later.

"Kill all these righteous hypocrites!" Xue Wutian ordered.

"Today is the end of the righteous path!"

Seeing this, Jian Wuchen and the others could no longer spare the effort to pursue Lin Xuan.

They exerted all their strength to flee for their lives, retreating in different directions.

The people of the Heavenly Sword Sect fled north, the Five Elements Sect west, and the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple south.

The allies who had once united against the enemy were now each fleeing for their lives, with no possibility of cooperation left.

Lin Xuan and the two others fled all the way east to the desolate region at the edge of the Upper Realm.

Here, the Spirit Qi was thin and the environment harsh; few cultivators were willing to come here.

But precisely because of this, it had become the safest refuge.

The three stopped in a hidden cave, speechless as they looked at one another.

Everyone was exhausted and covered in wounds.

More importantly, their moods were extremely heavy.

Nezha leaned against the stone wall and said with a pale face:

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this..."

"The sacrifice of Senior Hunyuanzi and the awakening of Lin Xuan didn't change anything."

Zhang Wuji also sighed and said, "The righteous cultivators are too stubborn."

"Even though Lin Xuan has regained his sanity, they are unwilling to believe it."

"Instead, it gave the Blood Demon Sect an opportunity to exploit."

Lin Xuan sat in the corner, holding his knees with both hands, his eyes filled with despair.

The awakening bought by his master's sacrifice seemed to have changed nothing.

Instead, it had made the situation even worse.

Now the Blood Demon Sect had leaped to become the strongest force in the Upper Realm, while he had become a wanted criminal whom everyone shouted to beat.

The righteous cultivators hated him, and the Blood Demon Sect wanted his bloodline.

There was no place for him in the entire Upper Realm.

"It's all my fault..." Lin Xuan said painfully.

"If I hadn't awakened my bloodline, Master wouldn't have died."

"If I hadn't lost control and killed, the righteous path wouldn't hate me so much."

"Now the Blood Demon Sect is growing powerful, and the entire Upper Realm is going to suffer; all of this was caused by me."

Nezha shook his head and said, "This is not your fault."

"Bloodline awakening is the will of heaven; you could not control it."

"As for the attitude of the righteous cultivators, that is their choice."

"You have already tried your best to make amends; you cannot keep blaming yourself."

Zhang Wuji also comforted him, "The most important thing now is to find a way to deal with the Blood Demon Sect."

"If Xue Wutian is allowed to break through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, the entire cultivation world will be finished."

"We must stop him."

But Lin Xuan shook his head, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"Just us three?"

"Xue Wutian's current strength is already approaching the Tribulation Transcendence stage; we are simply no match for him."

"Moreover, the various righteous sects treat us as enemies and will not cooperate with us."

"This situation is already beyond saving."

The cave fell into silence; none of the three knew what to do next.

The three fugitives fled northwest, arriving at the desolate region on the frontier of the Upper Realm—the Ten Thousand Mile Desolate Domain.

This was the recognized land of death in the cultivation world, where the Spirit Qi was pitifully thin and the environment was harsh to the extreme.

Looking around, there were desolate Gobi deserts and jagged rocks everywhere; it was difficult to find even a single green plant.

What was even more terrifying was that demonic beasts ran rampant in the Desolate Domain, among which were some ancient and powerful existences.

These demonic beasts live in harsh environments year-round, their temperaments are extremely ferocious, and they will launch attacks upon seeing an Immortal cultivator.

Therefore, except for fugitives with nowhere else to turn, very few Immortal cultivators are willing to set foot in this place.

But for the current trio of Lin Xuan, this is actually the safest place to hide.

"No one should expect us to have run to a place like this," Nezha said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Several consecutive days of fleeing had left them all exhausted, but they had finally escaped danger for the time being.

Zhang Wuji took out a wanted poster, on which was drawn a portrait of Lin Xuan.

"Lin Xuan, you are now the number one wanted criminal in the Upper Realm."

"The bounty amount is as high as ten million high-grade spirit stones; this number is simply astonishing."

The wanted poster detailed Lin Xuan's "crimes":

Slaughtering tens of thousands of innocent cultivators, destroying dozens of Immortal cultivation sects, colluding with the Blood Demon Sect, and so on.

Every single charge was enough to make people hate him to the bone.

What was worse was that the wanted poster had already spread throughout the entire Upper Realm.

Countless bounty hunters and righteous cultivators were searching for traces of Lin Xuan, hoping to obtain that massive bounty.

"Ten million high-grade spirit stones..." Lin Xuan said with a bitter smile.

"I never thought my head would be worth so much."

But his smile was full of bitterness, without the slightest hint of pride.

Deep in the Desolate Domain, the three found a relatively hidden cave.

This cave was located halfway up a perilous peak, its entrance blocked by a giant boulder, making it hard to discover without careful searching.

The space inside the cave was not large, but it was sufficient as a temporary dwelling.

Nezha and Zhang Wuji simply set up some defensive Arrays, then began to prepare food and daily necessities.

But Lin Xuan sat in the corner without a word, taking out the white bead left behind by his master.

The bead had already lost its original luster, becoming dim and dull.

The life essence of Hunyuanzi had been completely exhausted in that night's battle, and now it was just an ordinary Dharma Artifact for assisting cultivation.

But to Lin Xuan, this was the only memento his master had left him.

"Master... it was all my fault..." Lin Xuan gently stroked the bead, painful tears welling up in his eyes.

"If I had been able to control my bloodline sooner, you wouldn't have died."

"Now the righteous cultivators hate me to the bone, and the Blood Demon Sect has grown powerful."

"What was the point of your sacrifice?"

Lin Xuan remained silent all day, often staring blankly at his master's bead alone.

His master's death was too great a blow to him; although he had regained his reason, the guilt and pain in his heart could not be erased.

Sometimes he would not sleep all night, just sitting there quietly.

Sometimes he would suddenly shed tears, then force himself to wipe them dry.

Nezha and Zhang Wuji saw this in their eyes and felt anxious in their hearts.

They knew that if Lin Xuan continued to be so depressed, he would very likely collapse completely.

By then, the Creation Bloodline might lose control again, and all their efforts would be in vain.

"We cannot let this go on," Nezha said to Zhang Wuji, filled with worry.