Chapter 835 - 833: Lord Ghost Eagle

Chapter 835: Chapter 833: Lord Ghost Eagle

BOOM!

The blood radiance surged menacingly. Like a boundless river, it roared and churned, its surging waves blotting out the sky and the sun.

In Xu Yang’s perception, the night sky vanished, replaced by a vast, endless sea of blood that engulfed him from all directions. The oppressive force was so immense that his Primordial Spirit and physical body felt as though they would explode on the spot.

WHOOSH!

It vanished as quickly as it had appeared. It felt like a mere hallucination.

Xu Yang’s body trembled as he fell to one knee, vomiting fresh blood. His Primordial Spirit was sluggish, and his body was utterly exhausted. In that brief moment, it was as if he had awoken from a dream, or had just survived a brutal battle, leaving him completely drained.

Late Stage of Golden Immortal!

Xu Yang looked up, trembling. However, he was momentarily stunned. Without him noticing, a familiar and beautiful silhouette had appeared before him.

"Su Yun..."

"Young Master."

Su Yun wore a red dress, looking as enchanting, vibrant, and soul-stirring as ever.

SWISH!

Another beautiful figure emerged.

"Bai Jingxue."

"Tuoba Hongyu."

Xu Yang fell into a daze. It felt like a very long time had passed. Were they doing well now?

CLANG!

The sharp, resonant hum of a blade suddenly struck him. Xu Yang shuddered and immediately snapped back to reality. The figures of the three women were nowhere to be seen. Only the vast night sky and the boundless wilderness remained.

It had all been an illusion.

Xu Yang’s heart sank into a dead silence. Although his extreme exhaustion and weakened mental state from the overwhelming pressure were factors, for someone to drag him into an illusion so seamlessly and without his slightest awareness...

A figure in a blood-red robe entered his line of sight. Like a crimson ghost, the figure’s cold, sinister eyes brimmed with chilling killing intent.

"Xu Yang.

"We meet again.

"I spared your life last time. I didn’t expect you to willingly deliver yourself to my door again.

"To dare destroy my Xueze’s Blood Soul Star Array—you have quite the nerve."

The newcomer was none other than the Lord of Xueze’s Wu Division, Gui Ying. An expert at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal.

Xu Yang’s heart sank to the bottom of the valley, feeling as though he had plunged into an icy abyss.

He was finished.

Even Yuan Mie could be crushed with a single finger by this man. Even if he went all out, he wouldn’t have the slightest ability to resist. He wouldn’t necessarily die. But to return to the Northern Continent just like this? Then this entire trip to the Eastern Continent would be an absolute humiliation.

Trails of blood trickled from the corner of Xu Yang’s mouth. He struggled to prop himself up, his body trembling as he slowly straightened his back.

"I didn’t expect you to have left a backup plan."

This was indeed completely unexpected. Furthermore, for Gui Ying to arrive so quickly meant he hadn’t been far away. For an expert at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal, traversing tens of thousands of miles took no more than a moment.

"After the battle with Situ Ke in Chongshan City, you’re actually still here. Hmph.

"If you wanted to fight Situ Ke to completely make a name for yourself, I’m afraid you won’t have the chance."

Gui Ying sneered coldly, his killing intent flooding the surroundings. It never even crossed his mind that Xu Yang had no intention of fighting Situ Ke in the first place.

"Have you considered the consequences of killing me?" Xu Yang stared at Gui Ying with a cold sneer.

"Oh? Consequences?" Gui Ying smiled eerily. "My Xueze doesn’t even fear the top immortal sects of the Eastern Continent. Do you think we’d be afraid of your Black Fire Immortal Mountain? Or your Heaven’s Edge Pavilion?"

Hearing this, Xu Yang immediately revealed a bitter smile. However, he was unwilling to resign himself to fate.

"How about we make a deal?"

"A deal?"

Gui Ying’s eyes flashed, his interest piqued. After all, Xu Yang’s status was far from ordinary. He also possessed a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation.

"Xueze values its reputation. Although I’ve killed quite a few of your assassins, as killers, they shouldn’t hold much sentimental value to you. They were merely the weak," Xu Yang reasoned.

"I possess a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation, and I am also an Alchemist.

"My master is Dan Qi. I’m sure your organization is well aware of this information.

"With my current strength, I can effortlessly refine third-tier low-grade pills."

Narrowing his eyes, Xu Yang began to negotiate. "Given the speed of my advancement, it won’t be long before I can refine third-tier mid-grade pills. The value of third-tier pills isn’t low anywhere.

"Spare my life, and from now on, all grievances between Xueze and me will be wiped clean. We will only have business transactions.

"We can sign a contract. Furthermore, given your cultivation level as the Division Lord, I believe it won’t take me long to catch up. When that time comes, I’ll be able to refine third-tier high-grade pills as well."

Gui Ying fell into sudden silence.

An Alchemist. Naturally, this detail was included in the intelligence on Xu Yang. But previously, since Xu Yang was on the must-kill list, he hadn’t given it much thought. Now, prompted by Xu Yang’s words, his mind immediately became active.

He realized the boy could already refine third-tier pills. Even if he had no personal use for third-tier pills, if there was a large quantity of them, their value would be self-evident. Xu Yang’s final statement wasn’t an exaggeration at all. As someone with a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation, his cultivation speed would be unimaginable.

Third-tier high-grade...

"I must say, I am genuinely a bit tempted.

"However, the temptation isn’t so great that I’m desperate for it."

Gui Ying grinned widely, his eyes brimming with mockery.

Xu Yang’s expression changed slightly. He cursed inwardly, wondering if even this couldn’t tempt him. His mind raced frantically.

BUZZ!

The intense killing intent lingering in the air suddenly coalesced. Xu Yang felt as if needles were pricking his back, his face turning deathly pale.

Suddenly, his heart trembled.

"Wait a moment!" Xu Yang hurriedly roared.

Gui Ying paused slightly, looking at Xu Yang with curiosity. Did this kid have another tempting promise or some precious treasure? If he could truly be swayed, he wouldn’t mind sparing his life.

Xu Yang glared fixedly at Gui Ying, but he split a portion of his consciousness to instantly enter the Minor Immortal World. He had obliterated the other Xueze assassins with a single thought earlier, but that was useless now.

"Young Master, look quickly!" Yuan Mie swallowed hard, his lips trembling as he pointed in a certain direction.

Xu Yang glanced over, his pupils shrinking abruptly. Beneath the sword wall, Mo Baijun was walking slowly, his figure ultimately merging with the wall itself.

WHOOSH!

A massive burst of blood-red Sword Qi erupted, illuminating half the sky. The terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent materialized into physical form and soared into the heavens. Half the sky within the Minor Immortal World was blanketed by a breathtaking, suffocating tide of swords.

Amidst the bloody light, Mo Baijun’s figure slowly emerged. He was clad in a blood-red garment that looked as if it were dripping with fresh blood. Fine, dense strands of Sword Qi intertwined around him, radiating a soul-piercing aura.

Xu Yang couldn’t help but swallow nervously. The aura exuding from Mo Baijun was several times stronger than when he had first entered this place.

SWISH!

Mo Baijun opened his eyes, and two beams of blood-red Sword Qi tore through the air. The hearts of both Xu Yang and Yuan Mie trembled in unison. Yuan Mie immediately slumped over as if struck by lightning. Shaking like a leaf, he was filled with an overwhelming urge to flee in terror.

A trace of bewilderment and confusion flashed through Mo Baijun’s eyes. Soon, realization dawned, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Where is this place?

"You... seem to have used a supreme treasure to trap me here."

Hearing this, Xu Yang was dumbfounded. "You... you’re lucid?"

Mo Baijun nodded slightly. "Speaking of which, I have you to thank. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would have entirely succumbed to the slaughter for the rest of my life.

"How strange. This place has absolutely no Immortal Spirit Qi and lacks even the slightest trace of vitality..."

He scanned his surroundings before fixing his gaze on Xu Yang. The memories of hunting Xu Yang down and subsequently being trapped all flooded back into his mind. At that time, even in his madness and having exhausted all his strength, he hadn’t been able to shake this space in the slightest. Now, even with his sanity restored and his strength increased, he still couldn’t break the imprisonment of this realm.

With a fleeting thought, Mo Baijun said calmly, "I can swear a Primordial Spirit Blood Oath to be your Guardian for as long as you travel the Eastern Continent!"

Xu Yang’s heart gave a violent jolt.

A Guardian. Mo Baijun’s strength was self-evident. His Sword Dao possessed unmatched offensive power, coupled with that terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent. Now that he was lucid, he would likely break through to the Late Stage of Golden Immortal very soon after getting out. He also had Celestial Sword Mountain backing him.

This was a supreme, deadly weapon in his arsenal.

"Deal. But you must also swear a blood oath not to reveal a single word about this place," Xu Yang replied immediately.

Mo Baijun smiled faintly. Although this place was bizarre and unique, acting as a complete self-contained world, it lacked any Immortal Spirit Qi and vitality. It was an absolute dead zone. Regardless of how one looked at it, it held no significant value.

"Deal."

Xu Yang was instantly overjoyed. Sensing the Slaughter Sword Intent lingering around Mo Baijun, his expression grew serious, and he smiled bitterly. "Mr. Mo, I wonder how strong you will be once you get out?

"Can you handle someone at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal?"

"Hmm?" Mo Baijun froze for a moment, a sudden, ominous premonition welling up in his heart.

Yuan Mie was utterly dumbfounded. A realization struck him, and his lips trembled as he asked, "Young Master... could it be that there’s an enemy at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal waiting outside right now?"