Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 695 Invisible
Ghosts and spirits wailed, and poisonous insects spat curses.

An invisible wind blew down from the sky, sinking straight to the east of the White Ravine, bringing with it an oppressive and frightening atmosphere, and from the wind came the howling of ghosts and gods.

High in the sky, a woman in a long, colorful silk dress suddenly plummeted, blood spurting from her seven orifices. The colorful clouds around her rapidly dissipated, and her entire body fell like a tattered rag.

"Witchcraft. Blood sacrifice, what a brilliant and divine technique!"

Her words seemed to contain both sarcasm and astonishment, and at her waist was a large yellow jade seal that emitted thousands of yellow and white rays of light, signifying the mountains and rivers, the state, and the emperor ruling over all people.

But the invisible wind didn't give her any more time to react.

The yellow and white light vanished in an instant, and the howling of ghosts and gods continued. Her limbs were gripped by something and twisted in the opposite direction, making a tooth-grinding sound of bones cracking.

However, Tuoba Cai's expression calmed down. The void behind her suddenly broke open, and countless white lights that had turned into water surged out from it and merged into her body.

呲!
Her limbs were all torn off, but her remaining head and torso fell into the white, swirling water. Her injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, a pair of pinkish-white arms and legs grew back.

The situation was not so good in another place, however.

She had been burned by the fire and was already severely injured. She had been hiding underground, using the evil energy to help stabilize the corpse puppet, and had not directly fought the enemy. But now, that invisible wind had come for him.

A girl in a blood-red dress suddenly rushed out, her once fair skin now marked with bite marks and raw flesh. She cried out as she ran to Tuoba Cai and hid back in the Water Demon Light.

The murderer cried like a child, and once his injuries had healed, he threw himself into Tuoba Cai's arms.

Tuoba Cai's expression hardened slightly. Now that she and the Demon Soil had connected, the two of them could retreat. She glanced at the black toad in the distance one last time before resolutely turning her gaze away.

It's none of her business.

"you!"

Tie Sui exclaimed in surprise, and seeing that the two demonic figures were about to leave, his heart turned cold.

Using his demonic body, he withstood the aftermath of the witchcraft. One of his blood-red eyes was gouged out by something, and his hind legs were also removed, making him food for those ghosts and gods.

'It's time to cancel!'

Bai He was now gradually enveloped by the radiance of the fire. He was neither a demonic figure nor an ancestral spirit. Once he was on the verge of death, he had no means to protect his true spirit and allow it to escape into the void.

But he cultivated to the level of fire, and he also possessed a late-stage Purple Mansion level toad corpse puppet.

This demonic corpse uses malevolent energy to perform "qi transformation," thus preserving the profound image within its inner realm and preventing it from being transformed into Tao. However, once the malevolent energy array on the corpse puppet is severed, it will explode.

When a cultivator of the highest level of fire falls, it is often the time when they can cause the most damage in their lifetime, and their entire cultivation, magic power, supernatural abilities and profound phenomena will explode!
This was his escape strategy.

A strong smell of saltpeter, sulfur, and coke emanated from the toad's mouth, and its remaining pair of blood-red eyes looked down at the few Purple Mansion cultivators present.

The monster's energy became increasingly chaotic, and some irreversible change arose within it, with streams of compressed black fire spewing out from the wounds on its chest and back.

In the distance, the void shattered, and a dark blue-green light surged forth. Nan Wang rode out on a demonic cloud. Upon seeing Lan Shan, Ru Su, and Zhu Ju surrounding Wu Chan, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed:

"My fellow Taoists—"

He had only spoken halfway when he sensed something was wrong. The monster that was surrounded seemed to possess the aura of a late-stage Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Supreme Fire Dao, and it was extremely unstable, as if it were about to explode.

No, it's definitely going to explode.

Without the slightest hesitation, the group fled into the distance without looking back. The light, the demonic clouds, and the golden energy streaked across the sky as they ran away with almost all their might.

Tie Sui remained calm. The previous spell had brought him back to his senses, freeing him from the lingering influence of the toad.

To force back those cultivators from Dali, he had to wait until the corpse puppet exploded before he could escape back to the north. This fiery demon had also cultivated the [Residual Barrier], and once it turned into a demise phenomenon, it would be enough to turn the entire White Ravine into a filthy place, polluting the spiritual energy and thoroughly disgusting the cultivators of the Li Kingdom.

He could only rely on his luck, since the fire was indiscriminate and he was the most likely person to be killed in the explosion.

'I want to live!'

He Tie Sui was not a direct descendant of the Xiao family. His original surname was Yelü. He was able to be enfeoffed as a king entirely because he fought and risked his life on the battlefield for many years. After all, a person with real status would not personally go to the front line.
This long-suppressed discontent, mixed with the despair of isolation and helplessness, finally turned into a surge of anger that shot straight to the heavens, causing his face, hidden within the toad corpse, to twitch slightly.

'Just blow them all up!'

His mind was racing, and without further hesitation, he completely removed the baleful aura array from the toad's body. The corpse puppet also quickly ceased its interaction with the external energy.

The divine mechanism has ceased, and the transformation of qi has also stopped.

The toad's demonic body rapidly expanded, its belly swelling into a sphere, from which came a series of thunderous roars.

"Retreat quickly!"

Arashiyama's expression changed, and he summoned a Qianjin Treasure Umbrella, which he used to shield himself from view. He didn't even care about his own children standing nearby. The Prince of Dali then transformed into a streak of fire and fled.

Instead, Ru Su dispersed the white energy within his body, transforming it into golden armor, which landed on the body of Zhu Ju Zhenren. He then activated the Autumn Light to protect Zhu Ju Zhenren as he fled.

"I shouldn't have come along."

Nan Wang muttered to himself, already riding the Daiguang and fleeing south, but the scorching and fierce aura behind him was rapidly expanding, and a huge force swept out and hit his back.

Boom!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, black fire exploded, and the land within a radius of a thousand miles rapidly collapsed and shattered. The original white ravines and deep valleys were shaken and collapsed, and evil spirits filled the sky, blocking out the sun.

The eastern peaks were leveled one by one, leaving only the distant [Great Annihilation Mountain] shrouded in golden light. Rolling black fire waves pushed all the way to the western [Long Decision Ridge], where they were sunk into the ground by the golden wind.

The Fiery Illumination Array in the south could no longer be maintained and quickly collapsed, leaving only two strands of Purple Mansion Fire floating in the air, constantly shaking from the impact of the explosion.

The remains of the black toad transformed into countless fragments of white saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal, which slammed onto the ground, igniting black flames and initiating secondary explosions that overturned spiritual veins and polluted the spiritual energy. A magnificent palace, its malevolent light dimmed, burst forth from the evil. The [Mo Yuan Divine Fiend Palace] was covered in fine cracks, wreathed in black flames, and emanated a foul stench.

This ancient treasure, imbued with malevolent energy, was also severely damaged, but it still managed to operate with difficulty, protecting the person inside and helping them escape.

in the palace.

Most of Tie Sui's body had been completely destroyed, leaving only his head, right arm, chest, and left leg; the rest had been destroyed by the terrifying explosion.

If it weren't for his cultivation reaching the level of fire, which gave him a slight advantage in adaptability, he would have truly been doomed here.

"I'm seriously injured, so they can't implicate me when I get back. It's a problem with that Delightful Desire Land."

He was naturally furious that Tuoba Cai had left first, but he dared not demand an explanation. This was not because the other party possessed the blood of the Demon Emperor, but because Tuoba Cai had a good older brother.

The violent explosion had a wide-ranging impact; in the distance, the light was dim and faintly wails could be heard, indicating that some Purple Mansion had been injured.

"It certainly can't be Na Lanshan. It seems to be his offspring, that Zhu Ju Zhenren. Ha, this one is lucky to have a good father."

Tie Sui felt a sense of relief, as if he had finally vented his anger. He then rode the Fiend Palace towards the desolate capital. After traveling for a long time, he finally saw the several guarded cities.

This place should be Tianhan Pass. Traveling several thousand miles further north, we should reach the location of Xieqiu, the center of the desolate capital.

The fact that there was no guardian spirit in this area made Tie Sui vaguely sense something was wrong. He knew that Tianhan Pass was originally supposed to have an ancestral spirit stationed there as a backup.

Meanwhile, the garrison and even the cultivators within the city were in a state of panic, some kneeling and begging for mercy, others running around seeking help, creating a chaotic scene.

'This is.'

Before he could notice anything amiss, a clap of thunder suddenly came from outside.

boom.

The gates of the Moyuan Divine Fiend Palace were forcibly opened, silver lightning scattered, and sword light shone brightly, yet he was completely unaware of the other party's arrival in his current state!
"not good!"

He struggled to his feet and summoned the black fire, but it was too late. A bolt of silver lightning suddenly burst in from the entrance, pushing aside all the malevolent energy and intense fire along the way.

The sword flashed, and a head fell to the ground.

Tie Sui's ugly, beast-like head rolled off. He barely opened his eyes, only to see the hem of a robe scattered with lightning. He looked up and saw something hanging on someone else's waist.

It was half a head, with purple energy surging within. Its once handsome face was now mottled with blood, and its eyes were lifeless.

Jingxing the Demon!

'He's dead!'

He suddenly regained consciousness. It was the face of the demon Jingxing. This former traitor of Louguan had been beheaded and was hanging at his waist like an object.

'No, there's no true spirit inside, and this head hasn't been transformed into a Daoist essence; it escaped!'

Tie Sui immediately came to his senses and realized something was wrong.

Once a cultivator dies, their physical body can only be preserved through special secret methods.

In such a battlefield, there would be no time to use one's skills. And since the opponent's head is still intact but the true spirit is gone, it means that the demon has escaped.

A hand reached out and slowly pulled up the braid on his head, suspending his head in the air so that he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

Her silver eyes were cold as she looked over.

The other party casually tied the braid on his head to Jingxing's hair, and then he could lift him up with one hand, while Tie Sui was still alive.

A dark, flowing rune descended, affixed to the two heads, and completely sealed them off.

Xu Xuan let out a long breath, wiping away the blood on the sword's edge. The injuries within his body could no longer be suppressed. His golden energy surged, slicing through his body, and blood flowed like a torrent, making him appear as if he were wearing a red robe.

"It's a pity that Jing Xing got away."

Although he acted extremely quickly, his opponent's reaction was equally swift. The demon rushed directly to the front of the [Heavenly Cold Pass], saying that the Li army had invaded and had summoned an ancestral spirit to activate the formation against the enemy.

Xu Xuan unleashed two sword strikes in quick succession. First, he sent the ancestral spirit back to the sacred mountain, and then he severed Jing Xing's head with a single blow.

However, the opponent's true spirit was nowhere to be found, and his physical body was empty, causing him to fail.

At this moment, he rode the wind towards the eastern part of Baihe, where the shadows and demonic clouds had receded, leaving only a sky full of snow.

The sight made his heart sink, and he already had a bad feeling. Only after Tian Tuo confirmed that the two Purple Peak experts had left did he step into the White Ravine.

A fierce snowstorm raged, and frost filled the sky. Except for the central area, the rest of the land was shattered by the rolling black fire and covered with layers of evil.

Silver snow fell on Xu Xuan's shoulders, the cold air dissipated, and his eyebrows and hair were covered with white frost. At this moment, he sensed that he was moving towards the center.

An ice platform sits in the center, upon which rests a man's head, eyes wide open, with a huge, gruesome wound on his neck, shrouded in ghostly energy, as if something had emerged from his body and ripped his head off.

Xu Xuan's face was ashen as he stepped forward, intending to close the other person's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Wei Shuang, rest in peace on your journey, that demon..."

He sighed, but then he heard the sound of ice crystals colliding below, followed by a very faint male voice that rose intermittently.

"Not dead yet."

(End of this chapter)