[Wu... wu... wu …]
A stream of red energy, crystal clear, was first sucked out from the sword mark on the Zhu Xian ancient sword, merged into the Soul-Devouring stick, rolled around in the Sinister Orb, seemed to still be resisting but very quickly it could be seen, it was subdued by the strange energy in the Sinister Orb, slowly turned faint red, a small part assimilated by the Soul-Devouring stick, most of it through the stick, re-entered into Ghost Li's body.
This strange change, once it started, did not stop, red energy kept sucking from the ancient sword, following the increasing amount of red energy, the strengthened Soul-Devouring light grew stronger and stronger, and Ghost Li's complexion slowly recovered, the skin on his face also gradually recovered from its withered state, strangely revealing a faint warmth.
The red light on the ancient sword, right now seemed to be helpless against the Sinister Orb's evil power, slowly dimmed down, while the Soul-Devouring stick became brighter and brighter. The surrounding Qing Yun sect people were not blind, right now most of them could see that the situation was not right, now it was clear that Ghost Li this evil person had secretly casted some kind of evil spell, the Zhu Xian ancient sword actually looked like it could not withstand it.
After a wave of commotion, in the crowd, suddenly a few shouts were heard, at the same time a few magical weapons shot towards Ghost Li. Ghost Li right now was wholeheartedly fighting against the ancient sword, how could he be bothered with the movements around him, did not have any reaction at all, the next moment, the few magical weapons all hit Ghost Li's back.
Ghost Li's body shook greatly, his blood surged, a sweet taste in his throat, another mouthful of blood spurted out, spat onto the ancient sword. The ancient sword had already quietened down, suddenly with this spurt of blood, a red light flashed, it actually became stronger again. Ghost Li could feel it, he could not be bothered with the heavy injuries on his back, his body instead felt that the extremely strange power of Zhu Xian's evil power suddenly increased again.
His heart was like lightning and thunder, he understood that right now it was really a matter of life and death, if Zhu Xian regained its power, most likely he would not have another chance and would end up being sucked dry. Thinking to this point, he let out a wild roar, no longer caring about anything else, using all the strength in his body, his lifetime's worth of cultivation, and the divine ability of the three true methods that he had just comprehended into one, he attacked with all his might.
The surrounding people did not see Ghost Li's movements, only saw him receiving several attacks from their magical weapons, blood spurting out from his mouth, Zhu Xian ancient sword's red light wavered, the moment it looked like it was about to light up, a deafening sharp sound suddenly burst out between Ghost Li and Zhu Xian, accompanied by several sounds of bones cracking, Ghost Li's entire body was thrown out by an enormous inexplicable force, like an arrow leaving the bow, streaked over everyone's heads, fell into the distant forest.
The Qing Yun sect people were inexplicably shocked and stood rooted to the ground. After a long while, someone suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Quickly chase, we must not let that evil person escape!"
His words reminded everyone and immediately, countless people chased after Ghost Li. Everyone present could see clearly, Ghost Li was obviously severely injured in the fight with Zhu Xian ancient sword, right now was the best time to chase after him.
The surrounding people all leapt up and chased after him, only Big Bamboo Valley, Small Bamboo Valley people were dumbstruck, Xavion and the rest did not know if they should give chase but they could not bear to do so and WenMin and the rest instead exclaimed, Anan had already fainted.
When the Small Bamboo Valley girls were scrambling to save Lu XueQi, suddenly, in the hubbub, a tiny voice was heard.
Although the sound was soft but for some reason, it was as sharp as a thin needle, piercing into every Qing Yun sect disciple's heart. That sound was similar to something quietly breaking, coming from beside them, Zhu Xian ancient sword.
Everyone's face suddenly turned pale, as if that soft sound, was the echo of the end of the world. They slowly turned their heads, as if this action required all of their strength.
Under everyone's attentive gazes, that legendary Zhu Xian ancient sword, quietly inserted into the ground, from the ancient blade that had already widened the fine mark, once again, emitted a fine small cracking sound.
The crack slowly grew bigger, slowly but unstoppably extended in all directions, spreading on the ancient and once sacred sword blade, until, Zhu Xian ancient sword again made a groan.
Pa!
That soft crisp sound, half of the sword blade together with the sword hilt, fell to the ground and the other half of the sword blade, was still inserted into the ground.
In that instant, everyone was stunned. They stopped breathing and their minds were completely blank ….
Zhu Xian!
Zhu Xian ancient sword!
Broken …
Bright Heaven and Earth, clear sky and bright sun, suddenly a loud thunder in the horizon, rumbled, in a blink but the wind and clouds rolled over from all directions, Heaven and Earth rapidly changed colour, dark clouds hung low, gathered at Qing Yun Hill.
A strong gale blew, sand and stones flew, accompanied by the sudden arrival of wind and rain, thunder and lightning roared, Heaven and Earth roared, violent storm, for a moment poured down.
This firmament, Heaven and Earth, seemed to be crying bitterly!
It was night, Heaven and Earth wept, the celestial sword died prematurely!
The cold rainwater hit the face, like a knife stinging, the chill was dense, the entire body seemed to be frozen. Ghost Li in the forest, could not help but quietly humphed.
The heavy rain, had already been pouring for a full two hours, but there was no sign of it weakening, although it was still daytime but right now the dark clouds hung low in the horizon, enveloping Qing Yun, like deep night, one would not be able to see one's five fingers.
And fortunately, Ghost Li was seriously injured, relying on this sudden violent storm, he was able to temporarily avoid Qing Yun sect's pursuit. Just that in that strange confrontation with Zhu Xian ancient sword, especially the last strike, Zhu Xian ancient sword's recoil force was unstoppable, forcibly entered his body, broke half of his ribs, right now the broken bones pierced into his heart and lungs, even though his cultivation was profound but he was after all still a mortal, every step he took, the pain made him break out in cold sweat, his mouth making hissing sounds.
Right now, Ghost Li really wanted to disregard everything, just lie on the ground and fall into a good sleep, just that the last trace of clarity in his mind kept telling him, he must leave, with his grudge with Qing Yun sect and his current broken body, once he was discovered by Qing Yun sect disciples, most likely he would be dead.
And to him, there was still a reason why he could not die!
So he forced himself to endure, slowly struggled to run forward, the further away from Qing Yun Hill, the safer it would be.
The heavy rain poured down, madly pouring into this world, as if to use this Heaven's water, to wash away the ugliness of the world. Ghost Li panted heavily, every time he breathed, in the dark rainy night, faint white air was emitted. The chill enveloped him, the clamour of the people behind him was getting nearer and nearer, carrying murderous intentions.
Very obviously, although Ghost Li tried his best to escape forward but his seriously injured body, was far from the speed of the people searching behind him. Just that Qing Yun Hill was deep in the dense forest, the sky was also dark, so temporarily he was not discovered. Just that, Ghost Li understood, like this, eventually it was unavoidable.
His feet staggered, as if he tripped over a tree branch or something like a vine, his body unsteady, fell forward, in his panic he stretched out his hands to grab, luckily he grabbed onto a small tree beside him and with great difficulty steadied his body. But with this torment, under the violent movements, the pain in his chest penetrated deep into his bones, almost unable to breathe, not to mention striding to escape.
The voices behind him suddenly neared, as if in this heavy storm, someone had heard the strange sounds, under the command, many footsteps sounds headed towards Ghost Li's direction to search.
Ghost Li's heart turned cold but in the end he was unwilling to surrender, just that even if he ran for his life now, he would not be able to escape, he hardened his heart, closed his eyes, his entire body quietly slid onto the muddy ground, face down, buried in the mud. In the darkness, he seemed like a pile of mud abandoned by this stormy world.
Footsteps, clamour, slowly gathered over, many people were cursing and at the same time using the things in their hands to hit the surrounding trees and brambles. A strong wind swept past, not knowing how many people were swarming over.
Ghost Li in the darkness, sprawled on the ground motionless, his heart seemed to have stopped beating, in the darkness, quietly waiting for the judgement of his fate.
Heaven and Earth are heartless, maybe all living things are straw dogs …
The storm was raging!
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