Longzang

Chapter 940 Spring Flower Show

"How long have we been fighting?"

"do not know."

"Have you reached your limit?"

"maybe……"

"Losing an arm is still a big hindrance, it's a pity, we were just a little short..."

"If only the Creator Immortal Venerable had been a little more diligent."

His voice gradually lowered, but Jun Weizhi was unwilling to give up and struggled to raise his head.

The thousand-foot-tall monster was covered in wounds, several huge gashes almost splitting it in two. More than half of its dozen pairs of slender limbs remained, and its body was riddled with various wounds. Its breath fluctuated wildly, and it was on the verge of death.

Most importantly, after countless attacks, the group had located its spiritual core; once destroyed, they could truly kill the monster. But…

Jun Weizhi sighed again, and then he was thrown into the air.

He was now enslaved on one of the monster's limbs, with only his left leg remaining; his arms and right leg were gone. There was a huge wound between his chest and abdomen, the end of the limb piercing through his back and exiting through his chest, the front of which was still covered with fragments of internal organs.

Jun's aura had already reached its lowest point. His eyes were slightly closed, and he was about to fall into a deep sleep when suddenly a faint light flashed across his body, giving him a little more vitality.

Jun Wei opened her eyes and saw Fuyao darting and running on the ground, dodging the skeletal limbs that were being pierced down one by one. Her forehead was covered in sweat as she gritted her teeth and ran wildly. Then, she raised her hands, and a faint light flashed across Dugu Cangqiong, who was also pierced by limbs, pulling him back from the brink of death.

"You, run away..." Jun Weizhi murmured, but his voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it himself.

Numerous cultivators' corpses lay scattered on the ground. Long Wushuang's body had been cleaved in two, with only a bit of skin and flesh connecting his upper and lower body.

Han Li was also pierced through the limbs, his head always hanging down, it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Fuyao had already torn a rift in the air, half of her body already inside. But when she glanced back at the people pierced through her limbs, she rushed back and sealed the rift forever.

She wasn't skilled in combat; she only possessed the ability to save lives, not to kill enemies. Yet she gritted her teeth and stubbornly persevered, seemingly holding on for no apparent reason. At this moment, her fate was already sealed; as her spiritual power gradually dwindled, she would inevitably die at the hands of the monster.

Jun Weizhi sighed, unable to bear looking at her any longer. Even he, who prided himself on unparalleled calculation skills, couldn't fathom the thoughts in this woman's heart. They had known each other for only a short time, and she had already escaped; why had she returned to face death?
The intervals between the life-giving blessings from Fuyao became longer and longer, and the blessings became less and less frequent. In fact, the life-giving blessings that were given later were already tinged with a bloody smell.

Darkness gradually enveloped Jun's unknown consciousness, as if the end of the world was beckoning.

Just then, Jun Weizhi inexplicably felt a surge of energy and regained consciousness. He sensed a sudden glimmer of life within his body, but he had no idea where it came from.

However, Jun Wei's reaction was incredibly fast, arguably the fastest among ordinary people. He glanced at Han Li out of the corner of his eye and noticed that life was also emerging within him, while the thousand-foot monster seemed to have weakened a bit.

Unbeknownst to you, in a split second, you activated your magic, shattering your remaining leg. With this sacrificial power, you focused your eyes, saw through the monster's spirit core, marked it with your divine sense, and ignited it!

Han Li also regained consciousness at this moment. Without thinking, he used his last natal flying sword to strike the mark and pierced through the monster's spirit core!

The monster suddenly let out an extremely shrill roar, flinging the people wearing the armor on its limbs away. Then, its limbs thrashed about frantically, its massive body rolling around until it slowly curled into a ball.

As they were thrown into the air, Jun Weizhi and Han Li exchanged a glance, both seeing the question in each other's eyes: Just moments ago they were regretting that they were only a little bit short of killing the monster, but at the last moment they had a little more chance of survival. Was it just a coincidence?
If it's really a coincidence, how could the monster have just become a little weaker?
Before they could figure it out, they both fell onto the muddy ground and almost fainted.

Inside the polluted hall, Wei Yuan suddenly cried out in alarm, "My Yuan Power! How did it suddenly disappear?! Who, who severed my Yuan Power?"

Suddenly, the temperature in the main hall rose sharply. A bookshelf burst into flames and instantly turned to ashes! Fires erupted throughout the hall, the flames displaying various colors. Several weak points were quickly burned through, and pillars of fire from the array shot directly into the hall. Amidst the raging inferno, the space within the hall twisted and collapsed, shrinking visibly. Wei Yuan inside was compressed and distorted, becoming unrecognizable as human in an instant.

He only managed a scream: "We won't give up!" before shrinking into a single point with the entire hall, then transforming into a perfectly round, black pill, which fell into the hands of the young girl, Yin Yang.

The young girl swallowed the pill in one gulp, then looked up at the sky above. With the suppression of the polluted palace gone, numerous figures rose into the air from the land and sea, flying towards the purple, festering spots in the sky.

Some of these figures had already taken human form, while others still retained the appearance of spiritual plants. The most striking one was a giant tree that was ten thousand feet tall, which directly crashed into the largest purple spot, and then the purple spot quickly melted away.

At this moment, the inner demons were vanquished, and the monsters from beyond the heavens were slain. The purple spots had simply festered, becoming rootless. With the combined power of numerous immortal plants, the patches of purple spots gradually melted away, and the sky became clear and clean once more.

When the immortals returned from the heavens, two more had taken human form. One was a cold and handsome male cultivator with long, flowing eyebrows and several long ribbons, like phoenix feathers, fluttering in the wind between his brows. The other was a young girl wearing a white-gold robe and with crimson eyebrows.

The immortals surrounded the male cultivator, bowed and offered their congratulations: "Fellow Daoist, your rebirth after tribulation is truly a cause for celebration."

The male cultivator smiled bitterly and said, "Although I am myself, I am no longer myself."

The immortals said, "The essence returns to oneness; you are simply you."

The male cultivator's eyebrows relaxed, and he returned the greeting with clasped hands: "That's right, the Immortal-Eating Vine is me, the Immortal-Swallowing Grass is me, and I am who I am. This great cause and effect of this life should be shared with you all."

After exchanging pleasantries with the male cultivator, the immortals and plants all came to the girl with crimson eyes, bowed in unison, and said, "Greetings, Star Lord."

The girl ignored the other immortal plants, staring blankly at her hands. Only then did the immortal plants notice that a section of her left sleeve was missing, revealing an arm as white as a lotus root.

Suddenly, the girl's eyebrows shot up, and her roar echoed through the heavens and earth: "Who stole my luck?!"

All the immortal plants were astonished, wondering who was so bold as to dare touch this being's things? Before her awakening, it was one thing, but now that she has awakened, she will naturally draw the scattered spiritual energy of all the heavens and myriad realms back to herself. Besides her celestial body, she is the only true form in the mortal realm. And this being is not easy to deal with, so touching her things would have very serious consequences.

Just then, the earth began to tremble, spiritual energy surged from the depths of the earth, and primordial energy poured down from the void like a tide, nourishing the long-parched world.

The sea surges, the earth rises and falls, and the entire human world comes alive, its rusty body stirring.

The two previously still grottoes slowly began to function again. However, their restart unleashed a series of natural disasters amidst the everyday life of ordinary people.

This earth-shattering change instantly altered the appearance of the immortal plants.

In the sky, the girl's yin-yang figure appeared, falling to earth like a shooting star. Wherever she landed, the scenery changed instantly, undergoing a transformation akin to the vicissitudes of time!
All the immortals were stunned. This was not the passage of time, but the young girl Yin Yang was reorganizing the world at an incredible speed, comparable to rebuilding earth, fire, water and wind.

For a moment, none of the immortal plants knew what had happened.

In the meditation chamber of the Battle Saint Hall, Han Li, Jun Weizhi, and Fuyao slowly opened their eyes, finding themselves peacefully cultivating within the chamber. The life-or-death battle of the past seemed like a distant dream.

Before they could shake off their bewilderment, they felt an extremely terrifying, intensely fiery divine sense sweep across the entire mortal realm. This divine sense instantly transformed the entire mortal realm into a blazing summer, with the sun shining brightly overhead even though there was no sun in the sky. The sweltering heat dispelled even the chill hidden in people's hearts.

Then a booming voice, as loud as a collapsing pillar, echoed between heaven and earth: "Hahahaha, I'm finally back!"

That blazing, sun-like divine sense swept over every corner of the mortal realm once more, then said, "Nothing's changed, thank goodness! I knew it, who could possibly touch my mortal realm!"

Human beings, amidst the hustle and bustle of daily life, silently and instinctively concealed their spirituality.

(End of this chapter)