Chapter 263: Enemies of Heaven and Earth
The Kunlun Mountain Range was roaring. The entire mountain seemed to come alive; every rock and every plant turned into murderous intent.
Cliffs cracked, and giant boulders fell like rain. Ancient trees were pulled up by the roots, their trunks twisting into sharp spears; stream water rolled backward, turning into pitch-black poisonous waves.
"Careful!"
Han Yu shouted sternly, the broken sword in his hand sweeping across. Sword energy was like a rainbow, splitting the giant boulder smashing toward his face in half.
Crushed stones splashed, cutting a bloody mark on his cheek. He did not care to wipe it, flipping his hand for another sword strike to sever the sharp tree roots stabbing out from the ground.
Jiang Che's palms flipped and flew, urging the Great Sun Burning Heaven Art to the extreme. Golden flames exploded like a blazing sun.
Wherever the flames passed, the attacking vines turned into ashes one after another. But more roots drilled out from the scorched earth, and a sharp tree branch broke through the net of fire, leaving a wound deep enough to see bone on his shoulder.
"Damn it!" Jiang Che grunted.
The white flame on Lu Xiaoluo's Mountain-Guarding Sword was already as dim as a candle in the wind. She gritted her teeth and severed an attacking vine, but was whipped on the back by another.
She staggered and spurred out a mouthful of fresh blood. Her white dress was dyed with blood, yet she still stubbornly straightened her back.
Chen Xingcai's figure was like lightning, shuttling between falling rocks and tree spears. Her sword point directed where talismans exploded in succession, opening up a path of survival for everyone.
Suddenly, a fissure cracked open on the ground. She could not dodge in time; her ankle was hit by splashing crushed stones, instantly becoming bloody and dripping.
"This cannot go on!" Han Yu gasped for breath, sweat on his forehead sliding down mixed with bloody water.
The four stood back to back; everyone was wounded. Han Yu had a wound on his left arm deep enough to see bone; Jiang Che's right shoulder bled ceaselessly; the clothes on Lu Xiaoluo's back were completely torn; Chen Xingcai's ankle was swollen and purple.
Yet the murderous intent between heaven and earth was still intensifying. The mountain wind whistled, rolling up sand and stones filling the sky.
Those gravels twisted and deformed in the air, actually turning into countless tiny flying blades, shooting toward the four like a rainstorm. Han Yu waved his sword to block.
"We must think of a way to leave this piece of heaven and earth." Jiang Che gritted his teeth. "Otherwise, we will be worn to death here sooner or later!"
The flying stones filling the sky separated the few people once again.
"Xingcai! Watch out on the right!"
Han Yu's shout came over, and Chen Xingcai suddenly turned her head—a mountain rock the size of a house was smashing down right on her head! She had no time to dodge and could only place her sword horizontally across her chest, preparing to forcefully receive this heavy blow.
Just at this moment of imminent peril—
She suddenly felt herself being gently embraced.
Who?!
She wanted to struggle, but that embrace was warm and familiar. It was as if it traveled through countless times, making her return in an instant to her childhood, to her father's firm and warm embrace.
The sense of security that inexplicably surged in her heart made her relax her body unconsciously.
Then—
"You all have already done well enough." A soft female voice sounded in her ear: "Leave the rest to me."
The riot of the Kunlun Mountain Range came to an abrupt halt.
In the void, a figure in a plain skirt stood with hands behind their back, sleeves motionless in the violent turbulent flow of spiritual energy.
Chen Changan's clone finally revealed his figure, his gaze indifferently sweeping over the four people below who were besieged by the power of heaven and earth.
Han Yu's sword edge was dyed with blood, yet his battle intent did not diminish. Jiang Che's palm center golden flame was weak, yet still stubbornly burning.
The white flame on Lu Xiaoluo's Mountain-Guarding Sword was dim, yet not extinguished. Although Chen Xingcai was injured, she still straightened her back.
A look of great gratification flashed in his eyes.
Actually, he had arrived here long ago; he had just been concealing his figure, observing in secret.
Daoist Kurong used the Kunlun Earth Veins as a foundation, his aura comparable to the Saint Realm, and those immortal and indestructible villagers would cause a headache even for ordinary Saint Realm cultivators.
But borrowed power was borrowed after all, so he did not make a move, choosing instead to believe that these few geniuses of his own family could definitely create a miracle.
Sure enough—
They used the incomplete Immortal-Slaying Sword Array to slash Daoist Kurong's Law Manifestation!
At that moment, a sense of pride like an old father surged in Chen Changan's heart, as if seeing his own child score full marks on an exam.
"However, now..."
His gaze turned slightly cold as he looked at Daoist Kurong, who was dissolving his body into the Dao. This desperate method of perishing together with heaven and earth had already exceeded the range of abilities of Han Yu and the others.
"Boom—"
Chen Changan took a step forward, and the pressure of an Immortal Venerable pressed down like the sky collapsing.
A clone could not use the power of laws of an Immortal Venerable.
—But to deal with an ancient remnant lingering on with his last breath, why was there a need for such trouble?
Pure power was enough to crush everything!
"Bang!"
The void beneath his feet exploded, and invisible fluctuations spread out like ripples.
Wherever they passed, the rioting mountain rocks solidified, the twisted ancient trees stiffened, and the churning black water calmed down.
The entire Kunlun Mountain Range seemed to be held down by a large invisible hand, and all abnormal movements came to a standstill at this moment.
The dust and sand that Daoist Kurong had transformed into stagnated in the air, emitting an unwilling roar: "Who is it?!"
Chen Changan did not speak, but only raised his hand gently, his five fingers grasping at empty air.
"Crack, crack..."
Amidst the tooth-aching sounds, the power of the earth veins of the entire Kunlun Mountain Range was forcibly extracted!
Those rioting rocks, twisted trees, and boiling streams all returned to their original state like a receding tide. The dust transformed from Daoist Kurong's dissolution was forcibly gathered by an invisible force, condensing back into human form.
"No... impossible..." Daoist Kurong looked at his re-condensed body in terror. "This is... Taiyi... This realm... how is it possible...?!"
Chen Changan remained silent, only glancing at him indifferently.
This glance was like heavenly might descending upon the world!
"Pu—"
Daoist Kurong's body cracked like porcelain, then exploded with a "bang", transforming into light spots filling the sky and dissipating.
This time, body and spirit were truly destroyed.
Mount Kunlun returned to tranquility.
...
"Martial Aunt?!"
Jiang Che's pleasantly surprised voice broke the post-battle silence. His eyes lit up, and he stepped forward quickly, his face written full of the joy of "reunion."
Chen Changan was just about to speak to deny it, when he suddenly remembered that when he was in Youzhou, he had indeed casually fabricated the identity of "Chen Changan's Junior Sister."
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he forcibly swallowed the words at the tip of his tongue, only nodding expressionlessly.
"Martial Aunt??"
Han Yu and Chen Xingcai spoke in unison, their faces full of shock.
"In that case..." Han Yu stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Wouldn't she be Master's martial sister? Why have I never heard Master mention her?"
Chen Xingcai's internal alarm bells rang instantly. She secretly sized up this "Martial Aunt" who had suddenly appeared before her—
Dressed in a simple and elegant green robe, her figure was slender like bamboo; her black hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, setting off her neck as white as jade; her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque but revealed a coldness, as if she did not eat the food of common mortals.
The most fatal thing was that calm (calm × lying flat √) bearing which was exactly the same as her own father's in every gesture...
"Thump!"
Chen Xingcai's heart skipped a beat: Could this be Father's old lover?! Then what about Master?!
Her eyes rolled, and she suddenly bloomed with a smile that exceeded the standard for sweetness: "Hello Martial Aunt I am Chen Xingcai, Chen Changan is my daddy"
—Give up quickly! My daddy even has a daughter!
Chen Changan was confused by this sudden enthusiasm.
He looked bafflingly at the unpredictable expressions on his own daughter's face—from vigilance to scrutiny, and then to this current appearance of... inexplicable smugness?
"En."
He responded indifferently, really unable to understand what medicine this little girl was selling in her gourd.
Jiang Che scratched his head at the side: "Xingcai, is your face cramping?"
"You are the one cramping!" Chen Xingcai glared at him fiercely.
Clearly still in a sorry state, she turned and continued to say to Chen Changan in a voice so sweet it was cloying: "My daddy often mentions you, Martial Aunt, in front of me, but he doesn't say anything. Martial Aunt and Daddy must have many 'past events,' right? Why not tell us about them?"
—Admit it quickly! I have already seen through everything!
Chen Changan: "..."
When did I mention myself in front of you?
Did this girl hit her head during the battle just now?
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