Perfect World: Start by traveling to the Wuwang Mansion

Chapter 296 Fleeting Life
Shi Qingyun looked at the two men covered in wounds, the gruesome wounds still oozing blood. With a wave of his hand, several precious herbs radiating divine light flew towards them.

He walked over and patted the two on the shoulder. Shi Qingyun was quite satisfied with their performance.

"Thank you"

"Thank you, boss."

The two accepted the precious medicine and immediately thanked him.

Just as the three were talking, a series of heavy thuds of footsteps echoed over.

Tap tap tap tap
With a series of thuds as if stepping into the air, a figure slowly emerged from the shattered void.

His aura was chaotic and unstable, but he forcefully suppressed it, and his imposing presence emanated from him, causing everyone to feel a heavy pressure.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Second Elder caused the surrounding fragments of void to quickly disperse, clearing a path for him.

With a single step, he arrived beside Shi Qingyun, managing a weak smile on his pale face.

"This time, we have to thank your magical artifact."

"It's time to return it to its rightful owner."

Shi Qingyun was startled when he saw the hideous Dao wounds on the Second Elder's body, but he still managed to bring Fanxing back into his body.

"This is what a disciple should do. We are also grateful to the elder for arriving in time, otherwise the three of us would have lost our lives here."

"The fact that this artifact can help the elder is due to a series of coincidences."

He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the Second Elder, his tone filled with gratitude.

The Second Elder was about to say something when he coughed up a mouthful of blood, making his already pale face even more unhealthy.

Cracks spread across his cheeks, and wisps of black mist swirled around the wounds.

"Elder? Are you alright?"

"Elder Fu?"

"Lord Fusheng?"

Upon seeing his condition, many cultivators nearby quickly stepped forward to inquire, their eyes filled with concern.

The Second Elder waved to the crowd to indicate that there was no problem, and then transmitted his voice into Shi Qingyun's ear.

"Qingyun, take them back to Diguan. The rest is up to you."

"The laws of immortality invaded my body, and I foresaw my own death."

"Don't grieve for me, I'm leaving the affairs of the Imperial Pass to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a river could be vaguely seen flowing slowly around him, and the Second Elder's power was rapidly recovering.

After giving everyone a firm look, he slowly disappeared from the spot.

Shi Qingyun sensed the intense death aura emanating from the Second Elder. He had intended to entrust Fanxing to him again, but in the blink of an eye, he lost sight of him.

A pang of sadness struck me, and the joy of breaking through to the point of self-destruction vanished, replaced by a heavy sense of responsibility.

Feeling the gazes fixed on him, Shi Qingyun shook his head and spoke slowly:

"Let's retreat first; this place is safe for now."

"As for the Second Elder, he went ahead to suppress his injuries."

"Gentlemen, do not worry."

Even so, Zhan Shuyu and the other man still sensed the change in Shi Qingyun's emotions. They opened their mouths, but didn't know what to say.

The warships were wrecked, and the battle flags were stained with blood.

Shi Qingyun stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the battle flag fluttering in the air, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Behind him stood Zhan Shuyu, Di Chuan, and a group of other academy disciples, all of whom were newcomers who had survived the battle.

A strong killing intent flowed from his body. Compared with before, he had long since shed his naivety and had made considerable breakthroughs after experiencing the baptism of war.

The warship sliced ​​through the void, rapidly heading towards the Imperial Pass, which stretched out like a colossal beast.

As soon as they got close, Shi Qingyun and the others saw warships falling from the void, stained with bright red blood.

The cultivators above were also struggling with unstable auras and injuries, making them no less vulnerable than the others.

"It seems the aliens have launched surprise attacks on multiple key points!"

"No wonder we haven't received any reinforcements for so long!"

Zhan Shuyu stood beside Shi Qingyun, looking at the heavy losses in the battle, his eyes revealing a strong murderous aura.

Jin Yang, who was patrolling on the city wall, looked at Shi Qingyun and saw that he had returned unharmed. His eyes immediately showed a hint of disbelief.

In his mind, he kept recalling how pathetic he looked under that palm strike, and the cowardice in his eyes was gradually replaced by killing intent.

"This one isn't dead!"

"Then we can't let you live any longer!"

A deep killing intent flashed in Jin Yang's eyes. In a flash, he led the people behind him and appeared above Shi Qingyun and the others.

"stop!"

A powerful Daoist voice resounded out and reached the ears of Shi Qingyun and the others. They looked up and saw Jin Yang standing in mid-air with a gloomy face.

"Jin Yang? What do you want?"

"Get out of the way!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhan Shuyu spoke with a very unfriendly expression, a hint of killing intent emanating from him.

"How dare you! I was ordered to patrol and investigate the remnants of foreign tribes, and I have infiltrated the pass!"

"How dare you speak to me like that? You must be some foreign spy!"

Jin Yang looked at Zhan Shuyu with disdain, a smug look on his face.

"Go away!"

Seeing Jin Yang's smug look, Shi Qingyun was too lazy to argue with him and said nothing more.

The words resonated with the Great Dao in the outside world, causing the void to become heavy and a tremendous pressure to fall upon Jin Yang and his companions.

bang——

A muffled thud was heard, and as the dust settled, it was seen that Jin Yang and the people behind him had been heavily suppressed into the earth.

Jin Yang felt the overwhelming pressure emanating from his body, and his heart trembled, his eyes filled with shock.

With difficulty, he raised his head, looked at Shi Qingyun, and said incredulously:
"You broke through and killed me?"

"How is that impossible!"

Strands of crimson flames shot out from Jin Yang's body, breaking through Shi Qingyun's oppressive aura, and his eyes immediately radiated intense killing intent.

"I am going to kill you!"

"I'll expose your true colors!"

A long spear appeared in his hand, radiating a strong aura of crimson sun. Divine power poured out, and he thrust it heavily towards Shi Qingyun.

Looking at Jin Yang's frenzied and delirious appearance, Shi Qingyun remained expressionless, as if watching a clown.

"Let me meet you!"

Zhan Shuyu's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. He had originally planned to return to the pass and challenge Jin Yang again, but he didn't expect that the other party would jump out first.

"Defeated opponent! Get out of my way!" Jin Yang looked at the aggressive Zhan Shuyu, turned his spear tip, and thrust it towards him.

The spear tip and the sword tip collided, instantly scattering sparks.

The two clashed quickly, attracting the attention of many cultivators.

After numerous bloody battles, Zhan Shuyu's combat strength and realm have greatly improved compared to before, making him someone that Jin Yang can no longer match.

The longsword in his hand unleashed a series of sword energies brimming with killing intent, shattering the air as it fell, and his fighting spirit soared accordingly.

Meanwhile, Jin Yang's body emitted a blazing fire that rapidly melted away the surrounding space, but it caused minimal damage to Zhan Shuyu.

After a few moves, Zhan Shuyu forced Jin Yang into a complete retreat.

boom--

As the sword fell, Jin Yang was unable to dodge in time and was instantly sent flying backward.

Seeing his defeated opponent suppressing him so fiercely, Jin Yang felt his anger surge even more intensely.

Behind him, bursts of Dao flames rapidly filled half the sky, once again bombarding Zhan Shuyu.

One after another, powerful divine abilities shot out from his hands, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged a thousand blows.

Brilliant light shone in the sky as the battle grew increasingly fierce, attracting more and more cultivators to gather around.

Shi Qingyun frowned, seeing the two about to engage in a death match, and knowing their current predicament, he coldly stopped them:
"Stop it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Shuyu unleashed a sword strike, a look of struggle on his face, but he still managed to retreat rapidly, escaping the battlefield.

Although he felt a little regretful that he wasn't as straightforward as Zhan Ge, he still retreated behind Shi Qingyun and looked at Di Chuan with a smug expression.

Jin Yang, dressed in rags and with a gloomy expression, glared at Shi Qingyun and the others before quickly disappearing from the spot, feeling the mocking gazes directed at him from all around.

He had intended to use his position to embarrass them, but he never expected that Shi Qingyun would actually break through to the level of "Slaying Myself".

With such strength, they already hold a considerable position within the Imperial Pass; to oppose them further would not be a wise move.

Everyone watched Jin Yang slink away, their faces filled with mockery.

Shi Qingyun gazed at the imperial pass, his eyes unfocused, lost in thought.

As they entered the Imperial Pass in a grand procession, the numerous cultivators who had gathered to watch the spectacle spontaneously made way for them.

This is a formidable figure who dares to stand up to the Changsheng family; no one dares to get in his way.

Ignoring the awe-inspiring looks from the borderland cultivators, he quickly returned to the academy's territory.

We arrived at a valley where wildflowers bloomed in profusion, butterflies fluttered and cranes soared in the sky.

Following the guidance in my heart, I walked along the winding path and came to see a figure sitting under the shade of a tree, sipping tea.

Pink petals fell from above, adding a touch of carefree elegance.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Meng Tianzheng slowly put down his teacup, and with a wave of his hand, the valley was filled with blooming flowers, transforming into a rain of blossoms.

Looking at the rain of flowers that seemed to be bidding farewell, Shi Qingyun felt a complex mix of emotions.

"This is the second son's choice. He's been waiting for this battle for so many years!"

"There's no need to be sad. If he wants to live, there's no way he can't find a way in this vast world."

With a single step, Meng Tianzheng appeared behind him in a flash, his gaze lingering, his tone filled with both reluctance and blessing.

Later, Shi Qingyun learned about the Second Elder's deeds from Meng Tianzheng.

He was one of the top young talents of his time, and he came to the frontier with great enthusiasm.

In the midst of numerous life-or-death battles, he encountered a woman who was also a prodigy and a genius.

From their first meeting to their growing understanding and love, the two left behind a beautiful legacy in this desolate place.

However, her good fortune was short-lived. During a mission, the woman was attacked and killed by cultivators from another region, and she remained in the borderlands ever since.

"When I first met Lao Wan, I was just a young man. I never imagined that so much time would have passed."

"Life is fleeting, time may be reversed, but the past can never be retrieved."

“Old Wan, you’ve been imprisoned in this Imperial Pass for years, it’s time for you to come out.”

Meng Tianzheng's words echoed in Shi Qingyun's ears, and a dashing and unrestrained young man seemed to appear before his eyes.

Sitting under the tree, watching the flowers bloom and fall, turning into mud, I still see no old friend returning.

Looking out over the desolate borderlands, it seemed as if a prodigy was reclaiming his past and embarking on the path he had not yet completed.

Yellow sand filled the sky, and fragments of space drifted all around. A figure walked out from where the wind and clouds were swirling.

The Second Elder looked back and gazed through the layers of space, finally seeing the familiar pass once again.

"Let's go all out today!"

"This war was started by the Nine Heavens!"

"Old man, come with me to the very end!"

Her fingertips brushed across the floating life in her hand, a tenderness appeared in her eyes, and a hazy mist enveloped her.

The faint sound of flowing water can be heard, a sound that originates from eternity and travels to the distant future.

His body grew younger and younger, and his power grew stronger and stronger, but his body became increasingly transparent.

With heavy steps, he walked towards the assembled foreign army, his steps firm, the road behind him rumbling.

On the other side

Shi Qingyun was surrounded by wisps of seven-colored light, and a field emanated from him, slowly spreading outwards.

Wherever this field reached, it was reflected in Shi Qingyun's palm.

Feeling the complete understanding of the mini-world in my hands gave me a boost of confidence for the upcoming battle.

Using itself as the boundary, it directly encompasses a region, transforming it into a world within its grasp, which it can control at will.

This is the supernatural power he comprehended by combining the precious techniques he had previously learned with the great Dao he had just grasped.

"My world is just three inches in the palm of my hand!"

Within his eyes, worlds were being created and dying, each bursting forth with dazzling starlight.

As it stretched its body freely, extending its spinal dragon, it immediately emitted a series of booming sounds, like the Daoist chants that echoed from the creation of the world.

The surrounding void trembled.

After completing the set of movements, my previously confused mind became clear.

Just then, a voice transmission entered his ears, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he vanished from the spot in a flash.

"Did you know they were here?"

"It seems the situation is not optimistic."

It's the same familiar place, the same familiar operation, but the people are different.

Looking at the disciples who were staggering under the power of the experts at the first level, Shi Qingyun also saw several familiar figures.

The space around the witch kept breaking and rapidly healing, as if she existed in this space-time, yet did not exist in this world.

Facing that terrifying aura of the Escape One, he appeared completely at ease, his gaze like waves, rippling with a force that seemed to distort the very space around him.

(End of this chapter)