ebookland Chapter 592: Can't Stay
Chapter 592: Can't Stay
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The scorching wind raised by the vast phoenix flames, carrying the pressure to destroy all things, instantly turned the area within a radius of several miles into powder!
The original courtyard and pavilions were reduced to ashes!
The cold spear in Zhao Qing's hand also shattered into pieces. Even with Huodi Jin guarding his entire body, the palm of his hand holding the spear was instantly burned and bloody!
A teleportation spell appeared out of nowhere around him, and Qin Chuxin's consciousness instantly enveloped him, taking both him and the Bone Girl away for several miles.
Except for Si He, everyone is retreating!
Fang Ying, who was protecting her aunt Shuyue, Qinghuan and Ning'er, had already left this place.
Dozens of Yuanying in the Ye clan also fled in the same way!
The dazzling white light nearly illuminated the heavens and earth for hundreds of miles, and the ferocity that could severely injure and destroy a Golden Core or Nascent Soul was vented wantonly...
Zhao Qing had a solemn expression and a dim gaze, while Yu Feng stared quietly at the center of the endless immortal flame.
He also understood in his heart that his family and the bone girl Nangong had misjudged one thing.
Ye Xi...had already made up his mind to die and had no intention of leaving alive!
That phoenix feather was taken from the Xingque Golden Ao land. It had been in her hands for just over a day, so how could it have become a top-grade spiritual treasure?
Or is it a ferocious weapon that can only be used once? How can she activate it with her accumulated spiritual power?
...It was Ling Guqing, the Yuelian Sect Master, who was helping her.
The vast immortal flame stirred up a strong wind, and there were bursts of deafening roars in my ears.
The world was annihilated, the workshop was reduced to ashes, the earth cracked inch by inch, and in a moment it turned into a lava wasteland!
Within the shadow of the Tai'a Seal, endless vitality flowed and gathered towards the depths of the original courtyard.
Waves of pressure beyond the power of a god came from all directions, like a poisonous snake staring silently and coldly, making people shudder!
When the dazzling light faded, the heavy snow melted into water vapor and then turned into rain, falling hotly and burningly on everyone... like blood.
In the warm and drizzling night, the cracked earth was covered with an indelible burning fog, making it blurry and unclear.
In the original courtyard residence, Ye Xi was the only one left standing alone in a daze. The crystal clear jade knife turned into a stream of light, protecting her life.
But most of the girl's arm had melted into ashes, leaving only the hideous broken part with a burnt look.
As for the patriarch's legitimate daughter, Ye Qiuying, she had long since turned into smoke, dust, and scorching rain along with the bloody sin she had inscribed and the monument marking Ye Hongxun's death...
There was no time for even a wailing to be heard, and not even a glimpse of blood.
Disappeared from the face of the earth!
The soul is scattered! Not a single bone is left!
"Master Ye, I'm very sorry."
Zhao Qing looked at the gloomy expression of the Ye family head from afar, bowed, took out the blood boat and left.
Si He didn't care about the pressure around him at all. He turned around and glanced at everyone coldly. Then he took Ye Xi with his soul and boarded the flying boat and flew away.
Om-!
Suddenly, the Ye clan raised a complex and profound formation!
A vast murderous intent blocked the way!
However, they could only surround the blood boat, following and entangling it without daring to exert any strength.
"You guys can't leave!"
A low, furious voice echoed in the silent night sky. Ye Xianhua's cultivation base was boosted. He took a step forward and led a dozen people to imprison the moving immortal boat. Scattered Nascent Soul cultivators also gathered there!
Even though Si He displayed immense strength that surpassed that of a god, he was still unable to frighten the head of the Ye clan.
Just from the vast will gathered here, we can know... there are more than one ancestors in the clan who have been in seclusion awakening!
"How is it? Now that everything is settled, Master Ye, would you still like to invite us to a banquet?"
Zhao Qing's expression remained calm, and the chuckled fox seemed to be puzzled.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of all the elders turned cold, and Ye Xian's previously gentle expression had already turned gloomy and cold.
He said in a deep and indifferent voice: "The heir of the Si clan died at home for no reason. How can the three distinguished guests expect our Ye family to survive?"
Zhao Qing's expression froze, and he chuckled helplessly and shook his head, "Then why didn't you save him?"
Ye Xian's expression became even colder when he heard this. He knew that if the Taoist soldiers gathered together, he would not be able to defeat them at all, but the elders in the clan were watching, so how could they let the criminals leave like this?
He didn't say anything more and calmly suggested, "Ye Xi will stay, and the distinguished guest can come and go as he pleases."
"I can't stay."
Zhao Qing looked at this great cultivator in the state of transformation quietly, the smile on his face faded, and his whispers sounded extremely indifferent.
"I stayed……"
Snapped!
Before Ye Xi could finish her trembling wail.
A crisp sound of slapping echoed in the night sky, surprising all the Ye family cultivators for a moment.
"Shut up." Gu Qinghuan's face was cold, and he looked at Ye Xi with scarlet eyes, as if he was not satisfied with beating her and wanted to kill her!
Naturally, her family felt sorry for this girl, and tolerated her repeated self-willed behavior without saying a word... But the appearance of that Phoenix Feather nearly destroyed her master!
Her family treated her as a close friend, but to Ye Xi at this moment, everyone was a tool for her revenge. She had already gone crazy!
Zhao Qing chuckled helplessly and casually looked down at the palm of his hand, which was bloody and burnt... Only by blocking the blood flow could he look less miserable.
He naturally understood why Qinghuan was angry. Not only were Qinghuan and Xiaoyi angry, but he and Gu Nu also felt a lot colder in their hearts.
"Ye Xi's slaughter of the descendants of the Si clan is our Ye family's responsibility. The three distinguished guests should refrain from interfering."
Ye Xian's spirit imprisoned the immortal boat. After a cold and indifferent whisper, he turned calmly and said, "If you must take her away, you must leave some explanation."
"Otherwise, Ye...it would be really difficult to do."
Zhao Qing naturally understood what he meant. It was just a request for resource compensation.
He really has plenty of resources, and a legitimate daughter of an ancient clan isn't worth much...
But he refused to give it.
At this moment, he glanced sideways at the dazed Ye Xi, then turned back and smiled in surprise, "Excuse me, Senior, this girl killed that slave girl. Was it... a sin of blood debt, or a sin of evil intention?"
Ye Xian looked at the Blood Jade Immortal Boat quietly and remained silent.
Many elders of the clan also remained silent and had nothing to say.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Qing threw the flying boat jade scroll to Chu Xin, chuckled and shook his head, saying: "If there is nothing else, Zhao will take his leave."
He really didn't want Si He to show up too much in the spotlight. After all, he had just come out of Shouyun Mountain and the Ye family had plenty of background, so he would try to save trouble as much as possible for now.
The death of a legitimate daughter did not cause any great pain to the ancient clan.
Sensing the vast spiritual energy on the moving immortal boat, Ye Xian's expression was furious. He gathered dozens of souls and blocked it together, and shouted in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Zhao, my Ye family has always treated the three of you with courtesy. Isn't it inappropriate for you to leave without saying goodbye?"
Junior Brother Zhao?
Zhao Qing stared at the man coldly, standing on the immortal boat with his hands behind his back, whispering word by word: "Blood-robed Ye Xian, am I being rude just because I'm walking around?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became tense.
It seemed that the three Yujing people were walking around, going to suppress the ancient clan!
"Humph!"
"My Ye family has been passed down for over ten thousand years, and fifteen of them have walked the Jade Capital. Junior Brother Zhao is being too arrogant."
"I am the head of the Ye family first, and then the blood-robed monk."
"Ye Xi is guilty of countless crimes. First, he slaughtered my nephew, and then burned to death hundreds of disciples in Chengzhifang..."
The man narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold and dangerous voice, "Many of our ancestors are in the clan. Junior Brother Zhao can't take anyone away."
Zhao Qing couldn't help but laugh. He looked at the elders with interest and said in a low voice, "Are you admitting that he's your nephew?"
He didn't wait for the other party to continue to nag for payment. He raised his hand and a jade token of travel appeared. The azure dragon eyes on it were bright and cold. He calmly ordered: "Ye, make way."
In Yujing's world, Yujing's will is always respected, and this is especially true in Zhongshengzhou.
For thousands of years, the seven ancient clans have always intervened in the trials of the Twelve Floors of Yujing. Isn’t what they want to do just to allow this will to continue in the clan?
Ye Xian stared at the Blood-stained Jade Token in amazement, feeling that the Azure Dragon Blood Codex was suppressed, and the surging Qi and blood in his body subsided, almost pushing him to the Nascent Soul stage!
Seeing the hesitation on the faces of the elders, he suddenly laughed and threatened coldly: "The three of you can walk freely. If you really want to force your way in, Gu Qinghuan and Chu Hongning are not easy to walk..."
puff-
As a slight vibration echoed, the man's low voice... came to an abrupt end!
No one knew what had cut through the sky, but only a handful of pale brain matter splashed down, and Ye Xian's face... was left with only half of its hideous and ferocious appearance!
An air of vicissitudes and indifference filled the world, and the body of the master of the Huashen family was visibly aged and weathered!
In a moment, wrinkles covered his face, and he became hunched over like an old man...
The flesh and blood dried up and the bones turned to ashes. Even the robes on the body were quickly damaged and faded, and were picked up by the cold wind in the snowy night... and turned into dust!
In an instant, the dozens of Nascent Souls that had gathered around her turned pale, staring at the white-haired woman with a cold and languid gaze filled with fear...
I felt so cold in my heart and liver, my soul was trembling, and I didn't even dare to breathe!
This Si He actually... wiped out the head of the Ye family!
The remaining soul of Ye Xian gathered together and fled, with a look of shock on his face as he quickly traveled thousands of miles... But he could not escape the cold light from the jade knife!
"It's a bit too much."
The vast pressure within the Ye family is pouring out wantonly!
A calm, cold shout echoed, and a giant hand suddenly appeared, refining the void and moving towards Ye Xian's soul...
But Si He still had a cold and gloomy brow, and just looked up at the jade knife from afar.
The illusory giant hand thousands of miles away also dissipated!
The mountains, rivers, and land that it refined and protected... changed dramatically! In an instant, they became desolate!
Ye Xian's soul was annihilated into dust!
But even so, the jade knife was still dissatisfied. It flashed and flew in the air, silently slashing towards an ancient palace somewhere in the Ye family!
As for the situation inside...it is unknown.
Everyone only knew that it was the ancestral hall of the Seventh Ancestor of the Ye Clan...
There was only the biting cold wind between heaven and earth, and countless Ye family cultivators were silent and dead!
At this moment, I just wish I were not at home and ran away in a hurry.
This Tianxiang walking around actually killed the head of the family! He didn't even spare the soul! He even slashed the ancestral temple with a knife! The ancestral temple was completely silent!
How ridiculous!?
How terrifying! ?
No matter what her cultivation method was, how could she dare to be so brutal in the ancient clan?!
Zhao Qing had an indifferent expression as he looked into the distance at the vast sky filled with flying snow. His mind followed Si He as he stared at the soul disappearing into thin air, and only then did he gradually feel relieved.
Ye Xian naturally couldn't control Yujing, but if he looked at Shuyue and Qinghuan for some compensation... then there was no need to talk about it.
Seeing that the entire Ye clan was completely silent, only the vicissitudes of life still enveloped them, like the ancestors in some ancestral temple...
Zhao Qing calmly shook his head and sighed, "Let's clean up the mess."
Aftermath!? How to deal with it?
Just when the Yuanying were confused, they heard something next... It was so ferocious that they had never believed in their lives!
That gentle and humble blood-stained walking figure actually...
"Kill Ye Xian's children."
"Kill Ye Xian's Taoist companions, wives, and concubines."
"If Ye Xian has any disciples or successors, kill them too."
"Ye Qiuying's parents and blood relatives were killed."
"There were also a few girls. Any mortals who were still alive fifteen years ago were killed as well."
"Don't keep your soul, your Nascent Soul, or your Primordial Spirit."
"Let's see what happens with the rest, be cautious."
As the blood-stained walking man's voice fell.
Fang Ying, who was guarding Shuyue, remained calm. She simply nodded and said softly, "I've got it. I'll go negotiate."
The woman turned and took a step forward, bowing respectfully to heaven and earth.
Wenrou whispered, "Is Second Ancestor Ye in the clan? Protector Tianxiang is here to visit."
After about three breaths of silence.
A certain secret realm revealed a portal to a ferry, floating above the heavens and earth. A gentle whisper echoed, "Girl from the Fang family, come here."
Everyone watched helplessly as the Saint Girl was ushered into the Second Patriarch's secret realm of pure cultivation...
In an instant, his face turned pale and his heart was dead!
Ye Qiuying's uncles no longer even thought about escaping.
Being from an ancient clan, they naturally knew in their hearts that... the Seventh Ancestral Temple of this generation would be completely destroyed.
So what if he is a direct descendant?
Soon... soon, it will wither and die, and its resources and rights will be dispersed to other temples. It will not be able to breathe for one or two hundred years!
Before tonight, Zhongzhou will become another Ye family!
Ye Xian was able to favor his sons and nephews and use his position to oppress Ye Hongxun's family at will.
Yujing can naturally also oppress the ancient clan, but the gap between them is even greater than the former...
The feng shui of countless clans in the thirty-three immortal sects of Zhongshengzhou is changing, the seven ancient clans and four holy places, and nearly one hundred and thirty veins rise and fall...but the seventeen stars in the night sky remain unchanged throughout the ages.
Yujing's will is particularly prominent in Zhongzhou.
It doesn’t even need to be that complicated…
This generation of Tianxiang protector, Bamboo Saint Fang Ying, carries the will of the entire Fang clan behind her! It's far beyond the ability of their clan or lineage to resist...
The Ye family will never decline. The nineteen ancestral halls rotate and are attached to the Yujing Star Palace. This is the foundation of the seven ancient clans' prosperity.
……
The vast blood boat was flying across the sky and earth. The cold wind still blew the snow, and there were no more obstacles ahead.
"It's okay. Were you scared just now?"
Zhao Qing ruffled his wife's hair, put his hand on his forehead and chuckled to comfort her, fearing that Shuyue might be frightened by the threat.
As for Qinghuan... Qinghuan is not afraid of anything at all.
"No... Did we kill too many?"
Shuyue looked unhappy, frowned and sighed softly to herself.
Zhao Qing pressed his wife's delicate head against his chest, and his other injured hand rested on Qinghuan's leg. Ningmei looked melancholy as she carefully applied the spiritual honey.
Too many kills?
Zhao Qing clearly didn't think so. He looked at Si He in confusion, then at the Bone Girl: "Is there anything I missed?"
Qing Rao glanced down at Ye Xi and said cautiously, "I don't know if Ye Xian's parents and elders are still alive. If they are, they should be ancestors enshrined in the ancestral temple and won't be involved in revenge."
"Forget about these. It's hard to negotiate with Fang, but Si He just killed someone."
"The old man in the Seventh Ancestor Temple."
Zhao Qing figured it out. He had seen it with his own eyes. He pondered and asked, "What realm? Died so quickly?"
Si He supported his chin and curled his lips: "Lianxu, he is quite powerful, but he has no lifespan. He died as soon as he met him."
Zhao Qing: ...
He naturally understood what Si He meant. Si He did not have enough incense to bless him, and his cultivation level was only at the level of a Spirit Transformation. How could he have the strength to fight against a Spirit Transformation cultivator head-on?
It's all thanks to cheats. The older the opponent, the stronger she is.
Those that didn't live for more than a few decades to begin with wouldn't be enough for her to chop even if they were strung together.
Qin Chuxin listened quietly with her eyes trembling slightly, her mind shaking violently. Zhao Qing's cold whisper from before was still echoing in her mind.
Ye Xian’s children were killed, Ye Xian’s fellow Taoist wives and concubines were killed, and Ye Xian’s disciples and successors... were also killed!
It was Fang who came forward to negotiate, and there was no need for any action at all.
This... is the Yujing Walk!
Ye Xi was kneeling not far away, her chest revealing a gunshot wound, her left arm burned and twisted, her hair disheveled, and a bright red palm print on her face...
Her delicate body trembled as she sobbed and cried, and she kowtowed continuously as if she had lost her soul. Her beautiful forehead pressed against the fallen snow on the flying boat... and a bright red bloodstain seeped out.
But she didn't want to cry out loud, her pearly teeth bit her sweet tongue tightly, trembling, and she bit it hard, making her mouth full of fishy sweetness...