Chapter 1069

"Demon Lord, the Great Dragon Chief said that Bu Jingyun has his own destiny."

"One day, when he sheds the Buddha seal, he will certainly ascend another level."

"I only hope that at that time, you, Demon Lord, won't go soft on him."

"Go soft on him?"

The Demon Lord Bai Suzhen's face was icy, her voice cold.

"I want to remove his Buddha seal precisely so I can kill him openly."

"If he truly sheds the Buddha seal and ascends another level, I'd be delighted!"

"Then I'll bring her along, let her watch as I kill this faithless man."

"Hahaha… that would be best."

Xiao Aoshi and Seeing Di Shitian both laughed together.

The three said no more and shot upward into the sky.

Once they entered the clouds, they vanished completely.

After the three departed, the snow-covered mountains gradually returned to stillness.

Had the snow peaks not been reduced to dust and the earth not cracked in horrifying fissures, no one would have known a monumental, unprecedented battle had taken place here.

Long after the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen and the others had left, Zhebie, hidden far away, finally dared to peek out and creep closer.

After Master Changsheng unleashed that world-destroying palm, Zhebie knew a battle beyond his participation had erupted here.

He fled at once, hiding far away.

Only when everything gradually calmed did he dare rush over to investigate.

First, he wanted to search for Tian Xiang Doukou—after all, that treasure had drawn too much attention from extreme-path experts and was also one of the Qinglong Society's mission targets.

If he were lucky enough to obtain it, it would be a great achievement.

Second, he thought that after the battle ended, whether Master Changsheng was dead or alive, wounded or unharmed,

as long as he showed himself, as long as Master Changsheng lived,

he himself would surely earn greater respect from Master Changsheng in the future.

Thus, he moved with extreme speed, nearly the first to rush into the ruins.

These ruins, due to Master Changsheng's frantic siphoning of heavenly and earthly Qi,

had drained all heavenly and earthly Qi within a thousand li.

Thus, within these ruins, not a trace of heavenly and earthly Qi remained.

It had instantly become a barren land for martial cultivators.

Upon entering, Zhebie immediately felt uneasy.

A quick sensory check confirmed it: the heavenly and earthly Qi had been completely drained.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel immensely clever.

Had he truly rushed in without thinking, under the clash of these extreme-path masters,

even though he was a Heaven's Dao Golden List-level expert, his chances of survival might not be much higher than those of a second- or third-rate martial artist.

He inwardly sighed with relief but didn't stop moving.

He extended his martial intent, scanning inch by inch of the ground for Tian Xiang Doukou and Master Changsheng's traces.

"There…"

After searching briefly, Zhebie immediately located Master Changsheng and rushed over excitedly.

He found Master Changsheng slumped unconscious in a deeper pit.

"Wow! So brutal…"

Seeing the pit, at least dozens of zhang deep, Zhebie muttered and leapt down.

He reached Master Changsheng's side, turned him over, and found he still had a faint breath.

He immediately realized: the Imperial Dharma Master was still alive.

He placed one hand on Master Changsheng's back and began transmitting true Qi to heal him.

Before the true Qi could enter, he suddenly felt a gust of wind pass overhead.

"Found him! Here!"

With an excited cry, dozens of figures appeared at the pit's edge.

Zhebie looked—wasn't that a group of You Dongying martial artists?

Their leader was Sunren Tianyin.

At that moment, Sunren Tianyin was supporting Liu Sheng Wuji, whose robes were tattered and clearly badly wounded.

Liu Sheng Wuji leaned down and saw Master Changsheng unconscious, and muttered,

"This bastard nearly killed me today—damn it!"

"Ah? This guy nearly killed the Elder? Despicable! I'll avenge the Elder right now!"

One You Dongying martial artist, upon hearing this, eagerly drew his blade and prepared to leap into the pit to kill Zhebie and Master Changsheng.

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The You Dongying martial artist had just leapt into the pit, not yet touching the ground.

Mid-air, he suddenly screamed.

His entire body was twisted into a pulp by an invisible force—dead beyond any doubt.

All the You Dongying experts, including Sunren Tianyin, were stunned.

The martial artist who had charged forward, though not an exceptionally powerful expert,

still possessed initial-stage Heavenly Being Realm cultivation.

Such a master, yet he didn't even resist—just got killed outright?

Even if it were Hayato Ten'in, he would feel he might not have managed it either.

"Old Ghost Liu Sheng, if you want to kill me, these trash won't do."

Why not you handle it yourself? Let me see if I can smash you dead again!"

Just as the dozen Dōngyíng masters stared in stunned disbelief, the Lifespan-Immortal God—who had just fallen unconscious—opened his eyes.

Though his face was as pale as paper, the aura of an Ultimate Path powerhouse still radiated from him.

A single glance from him sent every Dōngyíng master, including Hayato Ten'in, trembling with dread.

The name Lifespan-Immortal God was indeed well-deserved.

But who could have wounded such a formidable figure?

Liu Sheng Wuji also knew that a powerhouse like the Lifespan-Immortal God wasn't so easily killed.

Yet just moments ago, too many Ultimate Path masters had appeared: Xiao Aoshi of the Qinglong Society, Seeing Di Shitian, and the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen.

Added to that, the Patriarch Xue Damo, whose backer seemed to have immense influence.

So many Ultimate Path masters had not only broadened Liu Sheng Wuji's horizons.

But also made him wonder—perhaps the Lifespan-Immortal God had truly suffered a mortal blow?

So when his subordinates went to investigate, he paid them no mind.

Now that the Lifespan-Immortal God had revived, Liu Sheng Wuji naturally had no wish to continue.

He smiled faintly and said directly,

"Even if my injuries are grave now, your wounds must be equally severe, Watching Bu Jingyun?"

"Hmph…"

The Lifespan-Immortal God's expression darkened; he merely let out a cold snort in reply.

"Enough. The mountains remain unchanged, the waters flow forever.

I'll remember this slap you gave me today.

Next time we meet, we'll settle our score. Let's go!"

Liu Sheng Wuji dropped a martial world threat, waved his hand, and ordered Hayato Ten'in to support him away.

"Fine! Next time we meet, I'll fight you to the death."

The Lifespan-Immortal God would not yield, and replied coldly in turn.

Hayato Ten'in naturally obeyed Liu Sheng Wuji completely; immediately, the entire group of Dōngyíng masters followed the two as they leapt away.

Only after the Dōngyíng men had vanished far into the distance did General Zhebie finally exhale in relief.

None of those Dōngyíng warriors had been weak.