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Chapter 229: A conspiracy that spans tens of millions of years (finale)

As the blood mist spread, the living space of a group of monks was quickly devoured, and wailing sounds were heard everywhere.

The secret realm that was originally full of spiritual energy has now turned into a hell on earth.

Su Xuan did not dare to delay at all. He drove the Wind and Thunder Horse with all his strength towards the place that had not yet been eroded by the blood mist.

But after all, he still had an ancient Wangxian jade, so he only needed to leave one person outside, and the remaining two could enter the jade world to recover. So after a journey, the three of them were in pretty good condition.

……

Two days later.

After a fierce battle, only five people were left in the few remaining spaces.

"It's finally over." The speaker was a dark-skinned strong man, holding a mace, panting, and not looking very well. However, his eyes were filled with a coldness that made people afraid to act rashly.

The other old man's expression also relaxed a lot. This last level was really dangerous. He had been in desperate situations many times. Even now, he still gets a chill down his spine whenever he thinks about it.

Chen Che leaned against the stone wall behind him, breathing evenly, but his face was a little pale.

On the way, he met a Yangshen cultivator. After a battle, he managed to kill the opponent, but he was unfortunately hit by a sword.

Fortunately, the other party's spiritual power also successfully allowed him to enter the Yang Shen realm.

The last trial was about to end, but for some reason, Su Xuan always had a bad feeling in his heart.

But the blood mist has stopped spreading, so there won’t be any more accidents.

The next moment, several scarlet vines broke out of the ground.

The old man didn't have time to react and was almost instantly wrapped by the vines. After a scream, he turned into nutrients for the vines.

The place where Su Xuan was originally located has now been completely occupied by the blood vine. If he had not reacted quickly before, he would not have been much better than the old man.

Then all the vines attacked the dark-skinned strong man together. The strong man had good body skills and dodged several attacks by dodging.

"This is..." The sturdy man roared with a livid face, but before he could finish his words, an old hand pierced through his chest from behind and took out his heart.

This was followed by a creepy chewing sound.

……

"Brother Lin, we haven't seen each other for a long time." After the chewing sound ended, the old man wiped the red from the corner of his mouth and looked at Su Xuan with turbid eyes, his eyes full of emotion, nostalgia and envy.

Su Xuan did not say anything, but just drew his sword and silently looked at the old man in red robe with rash skin and hunched body.

"I remember a long time ago, a fortune teller told me that there would be three duels between you and me." The red-robed old man waved his hand, and blood vines rose from the ground one by one, eventually gathering into a vine sword. "It looks like today is the last one."

Su Xuan could only say that he vaguely understood what the red-robed old man said, but he knew that the man had ill intentions, so he took decisive action.

Suddenly, piano sounds rang out.

Su Xuan and Leng Qingfei transformed into two sword beams, one golden and one blue, and rushed towards the red-robed old man.

"Come on." The red-robed old man swung his sword and said in a crazy tone, "Kill me, or let me kill you."

Although he only swung the sword once, nearly ten blood-red sword beams appeared. Wherever the sword beams passed, the spiritual plants that were originally full of vitality instantly dimmed, and there was no trace of life.

At the same time, Su Xuan pushed his Thunder Body to the extreme. Under the dazzling golden light, cracks gradually appeared on his body that had been tempered many times.

In mid-air, Su Xuan swung out with a sword.

At the moment when the two swords crossed, Su Xuan felt that the spiritual power in his body was leaking out crazily. He opened his eyes wide and activated [Devouring].

The blood and flesh of the red-robed old man were gushing out of his wounds madly, gradually covering the old man's face.

"What is this!" Su Xuan was shocked, but he could not think too much at this moment. He could only frantically use all his chips and fight to the death.

Both sides were like vicious gamblers, putting all their cards on the line and waiting for the moment when the other side could no longer hold on.

After a moment of stalemate, Su Xuan discovered something unusual about the old man in red robe.

The other party clearly had the cultivation level of the peak of Yang God, but there seemed to be a hidden existence in his body that was constantly stealing his life and spiritual power, making it impossible for him to exert his full strength.

Judging from the combat power that was unleashed alone, the opponent's strength was not much stronger than that of a cultivator in the middle stage of Yangshen.

But even so, Su Xuan still couldn't gain any advantage by just a head-on confrontation.

Fortunately, he has never been alone...

Just as the two were in a stalemate, a light blue sword light broke through the air and hit the red-robed old man with supreme power.

The red-robed old man was smashed away, and his flesh and blood began to wriggle like worms, looking hideous and disgusting. He said nothing, but stood up silently, then widened his eyes.

The next moment, a large amount of blood and flesh gushed out of his body and flowed into the ground.

In less than a breath of time, hundreds of blood vines broke out of the ground and attacked the three people together.

Lu Qingxuan, who was playing the piano in the distance, frowned slightly and quickly changed the music score.

If the original piano sound was a spear charging into battle, then the piano sound at this moment is a towering mountain.

Under the tremendous pressure, the attack speed of the blood vines slowed down significantly.

Su Xuan and Leng Qingfei seized the opportunity and flew towards the old man with their swords.

……

After summoning the blood vine, the red-robed old man's condition obviously deteriorated, and when facing the siege, he was not as at ease as before.

As the battle progressed, he suffered more and more wounds and the situation became increasingly overwhelming.

"If you were the only one here today, maybe I would be the winner, but unfortunately fate plays tricks on me." The old man in red wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and revealed a somewhat miserable smile. Then, he ignored Leng Qingfei who was trying to kill him, and looked at Su Xuan, slashing with his sword.

This sword was extremely strange. It seemed extremely slow, but it gave people a feeling that it was impossible to dodge.

And Su Xuan, who was the target of the attack, felt even stranger at this moment.

It seemed as if there was nothing else between heaven and earth and no place to hide except him.

Seeing that the sword was about to hit him, Su Xuan suddenly had an idea. He changed the way his spiritual power was circulated and slashed out with the same strange sword.

The two sword beams collided in mid-air and then dissipated.

The next moment, the azure sword blade pierced through the body of the red-robed old man.

Looking at that elegant and cold face, the old man in red robe spat out a mouthful of blood, then suddenly knelt down on the ground.

"You win." Looking at Su Xuan walking towards him, the old man said in a hoarse voice, "Amazing... Really amazing. I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to have such a trick up your sleeve."

“Remember, don’t ascend. The upper realm has been polluted. There are no immortals, only an evil god without consciousness.” The red-robed old man propped himself up. “After finding the Yang God, the realm that we once thought did not exist…”

"The Shenshu Tower is yours." The old man waved his hand, and then a small golden tower fell steadily into Su Xuan's hand.

The next moment, the old man was no longer breathing.

"He seems to know us from our previous life. What does he mean?" Lu Qingxuan walked over slowly with a serious expression.

"I don't know, but it seems we can go back now, back to our original realm."

Su Xuan answered softly, and then activated the Divine Tower.

The next moment, the sky was filled with black whirlpools.

……

Three hundred years later...

Amid the green grass, Ye Yiyun and Su Ying brandished swords and discussed Dao, going back and forth, their momentum was quite intimidating, but there was no trace of murderous intent in their sword moves.

Mu Youyan and Yun Ji sat on each side of the chessboard. The white and black pieces fell quickly. It seemed calm, but in fact, murderous intent was surging.

"Where are they?" Yun Ji asked indifferently.

"I went to travel in the mortal world." Mu Youyan answered casually, and then placed a move.

……

The New Year is approaching, the sky is full of fireworks, and people are shouting on both sides of the road, it is so lively.

Su Xuan was holding a bright lantern, with a woman in purple and a fairy in white on either side.

Although the two women were different, they were both stunningly beautiful and attracted a lot of attention along the way.

"Have you found that realm?" asked the woman in purple.

"Not yet." Su Xuan shook his head. "But I used the Divine Pivot Tower to find a new realm that might be helpful to me. If a hundred years doesn't work, then a thousand or ten thousand years will do. With an endless lifespan, we will always be able to find the answer."

(End of the book)

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