Primordial Divine Emperor

Chapter 551 - 247: Jiang Changqing’s Curtain Call: Junior Brother, Run—!_2

Seeing the other party nod, the latter finally let out a heavy sigh of relief, but then recalled something and calmly said, "How are the arrangements on Yin Tianzheng’s side?"

"Don’t worry, Elder Yin has already set everything in order. With Feng Chi and over ten other Self-Slaying Realm senior brothers leading disciples to set up layers of checkpoints, he won’t be returning to the Divine Sword Sect," Qi Yun finished speaking, his expression growing even more somber.

Hearing this, Dugu Nan seemed to finally let go of the last burden in his heart. He nodded lightly and said, "In that case, I’m relieved. This child’s sense of loyalty will ultimately harm him. If he knows my situation today, he will spare no cost to return. Tell Feng Chi and the others not to hold back and make sure to stop him, redirect him away."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun nodded repeatedly, but his hands couldn’t help but clench tightly, his eyes full of murderous intent as he gazed at the Entering the Saint Realm experts sitting cross-legged in the sky.

However, little did they know, how could people like Feng Chi stop the rising figure within the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’?

Once everything was arranged, Dugu Nan finally glanced around again, looking at the vast snow falling from the sky. He slowly closed his eyes.

The heavy snow descended from the sky, covering everything, gradually enveloping the aged figure that seemed like a flickering candle.

He was waiting, always waiting, staying away from the Divine Sword Sect just for the sake of waiting, just waiting for a piece of news, news concerning that child.

As long as the news reached the Divine Sword Sect, he would fight to the death, sacrificing himself to the Sword Dao.

This snowstorm covered the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range region except the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’, as if heaven itself mourned the decline of a Sword Saint of a generation, or as if it heralded an even more terrifying blizzard about to unfold in this area.

As all of this unfolded within the Divine Sword Sect.

Within the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’, on the ’Main Battlefield’.

Ye Xiaofan similarly stood atop the Ark, as if sensing something. He involuntarily gazed towards the direction of the Divine Sword Sect.

"Ye Junior Brother, what’s wrong?" Luo Qingxian had unknowingly arrived beside Ye Xiaofan, looking at Ye Xiaofan, who had been standing still for a long time, instinctively inquired.

Hearing the enchanting heavenly voice beside him, Ye Xiaofan snapped from his reminiscence back to himself, faintly smiled and shook his head, saying, "It’s nothing, just not sure why I suddenly felt uneasy and started recalling some past events."

Luo Qingxian’s body trembled slightly at his words. The direction Ye Xiaofan was staring at was exactly where the Divine Sword Sect was. Without thinking, she knew that his so-called ’past events’ were most likely concerns about the Sword Saint.

And in the cultivation realm, in this mysterious world, a cultivator’s intuition is often extremely sharp, sometimes it might even be more appropriate to call it perception.

"Don’t worry, the Sword Saint senior and your sister will be blessed and won’t come to harm." Luo Qingxian, unsure of what to say, instinctively reassured.

Ye Xiaofan understood and smiled knowingly. Evidently, knowing someone too well makes it easy to predict each other’s actions and words at times.

As the two fell silent again after that brief exchange.

Suddenly.

"Senior Sister, look over there!"

A new prodigy from the Divine Sword Sect suddenly exclaimed, his voice laden with endless astonishment.

Everyone heard and turned their gaze, instantly stunned, nearly speechless with shock at the scenes before them.

The Flying Boat was now approaching the temporary base of the Divine Sword Sect, yet from afar, the land had been ravaged, riddled with wounds, if not leveled, then nearly so.

Looking from the Flying Boat, the once endless temporary base of the Hundred Sects amidst infinite Spirit Peaks, was now engulfed in the flames of war, countless lofty Spirit Peaks had collapsed, leaving a scene of ruin.

And that boundless, vast temporary base had transformed into a scene of post-apocalyptic plundering, the entire expansive landscape shrouded in smoke with bodies strewn all over, a vivid aftermath of a tragic, devastating battle.

Most importantly, across the vast unimaginable region of the Hundred Sects’ temporary base, no living silhouette could be seen, blood had nearly dyed the rivers and land, the ground was unbearably tragic.

"What happened? Could the ultimate battle have already begun?"

Immediately, everyone was terrified, standing at the front of the Flying Boat, gazing toward that territory.

"Luo Qingchen, speed up!"

"Alright."

Luo Qingxian looked at the shocking scene ahead, her breathing quickened all of a sudden, urging Luo Qingchen, who controlled the Ark, to accelerate forward.

With the Ark quickly traversing, soon everyone entered the vast land, instantly bombarded by the rich, horrifying stench of blood; the boundless mountain rivers had shattered, every corner shocked and unbearably tragic.

Everyone looked around at the catastrophic scenes, gasping heavily, eyes filled with terror and alarm.

The world before them had completely changed beyond recognition, they couldn’t even identify where the Divine Sword Sect’s temporary base once was.

This area had been utterly transformed, unfamiliar yet soul-stirringly overwhelming.

However, following a faint familiar presence, they eventually found where the Divine Sword Sect’s temporary camp had been.

The airspace where the Flying Boat hovered was where Spirit Peak Number One had been, yet the once towering Spirit Peak before the Flying Boat seemed now wiped away, completely empty.

"The ultimate battle, it’s the ultimate battle that has begun, everyone prepare for battle, stay alert around us."