Zhu Xian: The way of heaven collapses, and I only have one sword!

Chapter 49: Mountain and River Fan and Immortal Binding Rope, they are all mine!

The chase in the cave was intense, the group veer left, then right, the road winding and twisting endlessly. As the pursuit continued, the road became increasingly divided, but the four Qingyun Sect members clearly paid little attention. Chen Qiye led the way, while the three behind him focused solely on the two figures, one yellow and one gray, chasing them relentlessly.

The two pursued were filled with bitterness. They had inadvertently witnessed Chen Qiye and the others being attacked by bats the previous night, and had planned to set up an ambush deep within the ancient cave, launching a sudden attack. However, they hadn't expected to encounter such a formidable opponent this time. With the exception of Zhang Xiaofan, the others were surprisingly skilled.

This pursuit lasted another half an hour. Although the Wild Dog Taoist and his companions were injured, they relied on their familiarity with the terrain. Although they did not shake off Chen Qiye and his companions behind them, they did not let them close the gap either.

Soon, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared not far ahead of them. Wild Dog Taoist and the tall man immediately flew towards it at full speed, with Chen Qiye and the other three in hot pursuit. The glimmer of light ahead grew closer and brighter, and everyone stepped out of the passage one after another.

Before Chen Qiye and the other three lay a vast space, at least a hundred feet from the rocky cave ceiling to the ground. The source of the light was a massive stone emitting a strong glow, and behind it lay a bottomless abyss.

At that moment, three people stood before the boulder: a bearded man, a rather beautiful young woman, and a pale, yet sinister-looking young man in white. Wild Dog Taoist and the tall man descended simultaneously, arriving in front of them.

"I didn't expect there are still a few ants." Chen Qiye snorted coldly.

Immediately, he called Lu Xueqi and the others, and they slowly landed five feet away from the boulder. The four of them looked over and saw three large characters engraved on the glowing boulder: Dead Soul Abyss!

Seeing that Chen Qiye and his three companions had given up their pursuit, the people standing under the boulder remained silent. The bearded man frowned and said, "Wild Dog, Liu Hao, a few Qingyun Sect juniors could have put you through such hard times, and you still lured them to this Dead Soul Abyss!"

Just as Wild Dog Taoist was about to explain, the beautiful young woman suddenly asked in a sharp voice, "Where's Jiang Lao San?"

Wild Dog glanced at the four people from Qingyun Sect and said, "He died at the hands of that kid."

As soon as Wild Dog finished speaking, the three people standing there suddenly panicked. The young woman shook her head and said, "If the vampire demon comes to investigate, we won't be able to explain ourselves!"

The big man turned and looked at Chen Qiye and the other three, saying, "We just need to capture these Qingyun juniors and hand them over to Senior Vampire when the time comes. I advise you all to surrender, or you'll suffer physical pain when we take action later!"

"Everyone can talk tough, but I advise you all to just stand still and wait for me, Grandpa Chen, to take you down." A sneer of disdain appeared on Chen Qiye's lips, and the Qiu Shui Wuhen sword in his hand trembled slightly. The sword hummed, and a sharp sword energy spread out instantly.

Zeng Shushu and Zhang Xiaofan were immediately cheered up when they heard what Chen Qiye said.

Lu Xueqi came to Chen Qiye's side, looked at the others and said coldly, "Qiye is right. Are you demons from the Demon Cult still not ready to die?"

The big man's face suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "You are looking for death!" As soon as he finished speaking, his right eye suddenly doubled in size and turned scarlet.

"Brother, it's not your fault that you're ugly, but you're ugly and scary, and that's your fault." Chen Qiye couldn't help but teased.

The big man was enraged by Chen Qiye's words, and his right eye glowed red. A red light shot out at Chen Qiye and the other three.

"Who gave you the illusion that you could hurt me?"

After saying this, Chen Qiye slowly raised his Autumn Water Trace and swung his sword. Instantly, two balls of cyan sword energy, like two nimble green snakes, surged out from Autumn Water Trace, violently colliding with the burst of red light. A resounding bang shook the entire Dead Soul Abyss, and the surging air rippled through the air, causing everyone's clothes to rustle.

"The Red Demon Eye contains evil energy that can pollute the immortal energy and slowly force the evil energy into the body through the objects it touches. It is a good magic weapon." Chen Qiye analyzed slowly.

Upon hearing Chen Qiye's analysis, the large man's expression suddenly changed, a flicker of shock and disbelief in his eyes. He had thought his Scarlet Demon Eye was little known and incredibly powerful, enough to inflict untold suffering on these young Qingyun people. He hadn't expected Chen Qiye to see through his origins and characteristics at a glance.

"Hmph, you just found out by luck. None of you will leave alive today!" The big man roared in anger.

"I'll give you the same sentence." Chen Qiye said indifferently.

The big man was obviously angry, and red rays of light from his huge eyes kept shooting towards Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye's figure was as swift as lightning, weaving freely among the crimson rays. His Autumn Water Sword swung out in a flurry of sword flowers, blocking each incoming beam. Every time the sword energy collided with the crimson flames, a blinding light erupted, illuminating the entire Dead Abyss with a flickering brightness. And with each evasion, Chen Qiye closed the distance between them.

Everyone present was shocked by Chen Qiye's terrifying strength. The young man standing next to the big man sneered, "Boss Nian, your Red Devil Eye is useless. I think it would be better if you let me take over your position as Sect Leader."

The expressions of the old man and the young woman beside him changed slightly. The young woman frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin Feng, we are facing a powerful enemy right now. Why are you still like this?"

Lin Feng glanced at the people from Qingyun Sect and sneered, "If these guys are considered formidable enemies, then how can our Blood Refining Hall still maintain its foothold in the Holy Church? How can we even talk about restoring the great cause started by our predecessor, the Black-Hearted Old Man?"

While attacking, the old man shouted at Lin Feng: "Why don't you come up and try?"

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Then just watch!" After that, he reached into his arms and took out a gold-painted fan, threw it into the air, and the fan opened immediately.

On the fan, there were a mountain, a river and a large roc painted with fine brushwork. The brushwork was extremely delicate and looked lifelike.

The next second, the ancient cave erupted in a whirlwind of wind, thunder, and lightning. The gilded fan trembled in mid-air, and the mountain depicted in the painting materialized. It grew wildly in the raging wind, and in a blink of an eye, it became a hundred-foot-tall hill, bearing down directly on Chen Qiye and his companions. Zeng Shushu's face was filled with astonishment, and he said in disbelief, "It's the Mountain and River Fan! This is the signature magical weapon of the Fengyue Patriarch of Jieshi Mountain. How did it end up in this person's hands?"

"Don't be surprised, run!" Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly pulled Zeng Shushu back.

Chen Qiye's eyes flashed, his aura suddenly rising. With a low roar, he grasped the Autumn Water Without Trace in his right hand and thrust out his left hand, forcibly lifting it towards the looming mountain. For a moment, time seemed to have stopped throughout the Undead Abyss, and everyone was stunned by the scene.

"This...how is this possible!" Boss Nian looked at Chen Qiye's actions with shock in his eyes. He had never thought that someone could fight against the powerful Mountain and River Fan magic weapon with flesh and blood.

Lin Feng couldn't help but open his mouth wide. Obviously, he was also shocked by the terrifying power displayed by Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye's arm muscles were tensed, and the hill that was pressing down madly was actually slowly supported on his palm, and no longer sank at all.

"Get up!" Chen Qiye roared, his voice resounding throughout the surrounding area. He exerted force with his left hand, and the hill that had been pressing down upon him was actually lifted up bit by bit. As the hill rose, a fierce wind howled, sand and rocks flew, and the air currents within the Undead Abyss were thrown into chaos.

Everyone watched this scene, their mouths agape, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief. Meanwhile, Chen Qiye's aura surged, yet a determined smile graced his face. His gaze fixed on the Mountain River Fan suspended in the air, he raised his hand, and a surge of spiritual energy rushed towards it like a surging tide.

The Mountain and River Fan seemed to sense the powerful summoning force and trembled violently in mid-air. The mountains and rivers on the fan surface seemed to come alive, emitting bursts of whistling, trying to resist the suction. However, Chen Qiye's strength was no match for it. With the continuous pull of spiritual energy, the Mountain and River Fan slowly flew towards Chen Qiye.

"No! This is my magic weapon, don't even think about taking it away!" Seeing this, Lin Feng was furious and rushed forward desperately, trying to stop Chen Qiye.

"I told you to come here!" Chen Qiye snorted coldly, and waved his right hand, Autumn Water Without Trace, and a sharp sword energy slashed towards Lin Feng like a streak of silk.

Lin Feng hastily raised his hand to block, only to hear a loud "bang" as the sword energy hit his body. The powerful impact made him retreat repeatedly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At the same moment, the Mountain and River Fan had already fallen firmly into Chen Qiye's hands. After the magic weapon changed hands, the mountain that had originally weighed down Chen Qiye was once again taken back by the Mountain and River Fan, and the strange scene of wind, clouds, lightning and thunder also receded.

"It's really a good treasure! Then let me show you how great this Mountain and River Fan is in my hands!" Chen Qiye's mouth curled up with a confident arc, holding the Mountain and River Fan, fanning it slowly, and suddenly a violent storm arose.

The fierce wind, carrying sand and rocks, rushed towards the Blood Refining Hall like a surging wave. Elder Nian and the others were thrown off balance by the sudden and powerful wind and retreated. The beautiful young woman stumbled and nearly fell, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at the Mountain and River Fan in Chen Qiye's hand.

"How is it possible? The same magic weapon is so powerful in his hands!" Lin Feng's face was full of panic, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief.

"Kid, let me give you a piece of advice. If you're a beginner, just practice more!" Chen Qiye smiled slightly, his face full of disdain.

The wind was howling, sand and stones were flying all over the sky, and everyone in the Blood Refining Hall was in danger in the storm caused by the Mountain and River Fan.

"That woman, I think the Immortal Binding Rope in your hand is quite interesting. Either hand it over or die!" Chen Qiye's eyes became sharp and he stared at the young woman.

When the young woman heard what Chen Qiye said, her pretty face turned pale instantly, and she subconsciously hid the Immortal Binding Rope in her hand behind her back, but how could her tiny movement escape Chen Qiye's sharp eyes.

"It seems that you have chosen death." Chen Qiye's eyes turned cold, and he swung the Mountain and River Fan in his hand violently. An even more violent gust of wind rushed towards the young woman like a roaring beast.

The young woman's face paled as she frantically waved her Immortal Binding Rope to block the attack. The rope instantly grew longer and thicker, forming a defensive barrier in the air. The fierce wind crashed against the rope, creating a piercing sound. Waves of air spread outward, sending sand and rocks flying from the ground.

"It's interesting, but not enough. If I like something, I'll definitely get it. Come here!"

Chen Qiye shouted loudly, and a vast amount of spiritual energy surged out of his body again, transforming into an invisible giant hand that directly grabbed the Immortal Binding Rope in the young woman's hand. This force was fierce and overbearing, carrying an irresistible momentum.

The young woman only felt a huge pulling force coming, and the Immortal Binding Rope was almost slipping out of her hands. She held it tightly with both hands, frowned, and used all her strength to fight back.

At this critical moment, the light on the Immortal Binding Rope flickered, as if it was struggling. The young woman used all her strength, her feet leaving two deep marks on the ground, but she still couldn't withstand Chen Qiye's magnificent spiritual power.

"No, don't take away my Binding Rope!" The young woman screamed in despair, her voice sounding particularly shrill in the strong wind.

However, Chen Qiye's will was as firm as a rock. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his spiritual power output suddenly increased. The invisible hand tugged fiercely, and the Immortal Binding Rope finally broke free from the young woman's grasp, transforming into a stream of light and flying towards Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye held the Immortal Binding Rope firmly, a smug smile on his face: "I said, anything I set my eyes on must be mine."

Zeng Shushu looked at Lu Xueqi and said, "Senior Sister Lu, your Qiye is really domineering."

Lu Xueqi's cheeks flushed slightly, and she spat softly, "Don't talk nonsense." But her eyes were full of unconcealable pride and concern, and her gaze followed Chen Qiye closely.

At this moment, everyone in the Blood Refining Hall looked at Chen Qiye with fear, especially Lin Feng and the young woman. They could not recall their magic weapons no matter what, and the Mountain and River Fan and the Immortal Binding Rope seemed unusually quiet in Chen Qiye's hands.

(End of this chapter)