Setting out on the path ahead once more, Li Shuhe no longer pointed the way with the same detached indifference as before...
Not long after they started, she drew a sword and struck toward a desolate corner before anyone could react.
A brilliant sword light tore through the night, singing a resonant, high-pitched hum.
It was accompanied by a mournful cry from a dark spirit just before its fall...
“Ah!”
Except for Xu Xian and the Sovereign, the others couldn't help but shudder, their expressions filled with panic.
Because,
They realized they had been watched for a long time.
Just a moment ago, they were still fantasizing in their hearts, hoping they could be as lucky as before and quietly cross this wilderness to reach the distant river...
Now it seemed,
It was nothing but a fool's dream.
But before they could recover, they were enveloped by a strange and powerful force.
Then, without warning, they were passively dragged forward.
The surrounding scenery blurred past them at a frantic pace, and the sound of air exploding filled their ears.
When they came to their senses, they realized Li Shuhe had acted, enveloping everyone except the Sovereign with her powerful divine sense.
She was carrying them forward at a speed that momentarily shattered their understanding of the world.
Even Xu Xian couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
“So fast!”
It was so fast that it was invisible to mortals; even to an immortal, it would seem like a jump through space.
The Sovereign grinned, his long tongue licking his dry lips as he said excitedly, “This is how it should have been! Hahaha!”
While the others were still dazed and confused, Xu Xian understood perfectly.
Over the previous thirty-five provinces and seventy million miles, they couldn't afford to rush. But now, in the final province of two million miles, they couldn't afford to be slow.
Passing through at maximum speed was the most stable choice.
Li Shuhe had previously used the long journey to temper Xu Xian because she could not cross that Spirit River.
The path through the Immortal Land was one Xu Xian had to forge alone; she would no longer be able to provide him with protection.
Now,
In this final province, there was more than one Ancestral Spirit's aura on that Hunting Ground. They couldn't afford to delay. What she needed to do was send Xu Xian safely across the Hunting Ground to the other side of the Spirit River.
While Li Shuhe had just struck down a spirit and stopped hiding her strength to advance at full speed...
On the other side, several Ancestral Spirits who had been waiting for a long time sensed it...
In a blood-colored tent, Spirit Sequence Three opened her azure blue eyes.
In her grave expression, there was a touch of profound meaning. Her deep eyes looked toward the west of the tent, a flash of cunning crossing them.
“They're here!”
In the same tent, Spirit Sequence Five, who had once fought the Sovereign, gently set down his cup. Spirit Sequence Eighteen silently straightened his back.
Spirit Sequence Three stood up abruptly, her hand sweeping back as her blood-colored cloak flared behind her. She strode out of the tent and said loudly:
“Let's go meet them.”
Spirit Sequence Five and Spirit Sequence Eighteen exchanged a glance and followed her.
Just outside the tent, the armored soldiers who had been standing ready for a long time bowed silently to the three of them.
The sound of armor clattered!
Spirit Sequence Three, Spirit Sequence Five, and Spirit Sequence Eighteen said nothing as they transformed into three polar night meteors, racing toward the west...
Nearly a hundred spirit servants and Spirit Guards at the Heaven Immortal and God Immortal stages rose and hurriedly pursued them. Among them was Ling Yi, formerly known as Fang Xiaoyao...
However, he was now a grey-skinned, red-eyed old man, expressionless and cold with a murderous aura.
...
On the eastern bank of the Spirit River, beyond the Immortal City.
In the far, far distance... inside the Royal Hall of Beast Mountain, one of the three cities of the Immortal Land,
The strongest expert of Beast Mountain and the Lord of Myriad Beasts of Cangming, Lu Yu, seemed to have sensed something.
He opened his eyes from his meditation, a sharp light flashing in his deep, blood-red pupils.
Space rippled as his figure dissipated, vanishing into the void in the blink of an eye.
...
Deep in the clouds of Beast Mountain, atop a mountain peak thousands of miles away from the Royal Hall, stood a towering divine hall.
The mountain was the Ancestral Mountain of the Lu family,
The hall was the Lu family's Immortal King Hall,
And within the hall, the spirit tablets of the Lu family's successive Immortal Kings were enshrined.
At this moment,
Lu Yu stepped out of the void, appearing out of thin air within the hall.
Before him were rows of mystic iron tablets placed on high platforms, numbering more than dozens.
In front of one of the iron tablets, an ancient lamp was placed.
The lamp's base was forged from divine iron, and its cover was made of precious glass. Inside burned a blood-colored flame—the True Fire of an Immortal King...
Ancient characters were engraved upon the iron tablet, reading: [Abyss Immortal King · Lu Yuan]
Lu Yuan?
He was Lu Yu's grandfather.
Lu Yu remembered that it must have been over a hundred thousand years ago, at the end of the Era of Ancient Immortals, when the Lu family fought the descendants of the Ancient God race.
Lu Yuan had been struck down into the abyss by a powerhouse of the Ancient God race and had vanished without a trace ever since...
Yet, in the Immortal King Hall, a wisp of true fire still remained in his soul lamp.
Thus, he knew,
Lu Yuan was not dead.
In the past few hundred years, the wisp of true fire in this lamp had burned more and more fiercely. Today, it had even flickered into a blood-colored flame.
This meant,
His grandfather was back, and he was very, very close to the Immortal Land...
But he still found it hard to believe. In his aged pupils, a tremor of emotion that hadn't appeared in ten thousand years flickered.
He murmured, his voice trembling with disbelief:
“Grandfather...”
“You're finally back!”
“Heaven bless my clan, heaven bless my clan!”
He closed his eyes and sent a transmission across ten thousand miles. Almost at the same time, a young man in Myriad Beast City suddenly looked up, his expression solemn and grave.
“You, immediately,”
“Teleport to the Immortal City,”
“And tell Lu Bai,”
“That his great-grandfather has returned. He must ensure his safety at all costs.”
“I will arrive shortly...”
The young man was left utterly bewildered. The great-grandfather of Immortal King Lu Bai—the biological grandfather of the old clan leader—who could that be?
It could only be the one from the legends.
He didn't dare ask more and replied respectfully, “Sen'er will set out immediately.”
With those words,
The young man did not delay for a moment and headed straight for the Immortal City teleportation gate.
The teleportation formation at Beast Mountain was heavily guarded.
In front of the formation,
Various beings queued up in an orderly fashion, coming and going...
The young man's arrival inevitably caused a stir. The crowd of people coming and going hurriedly made way, bowing their heads in respect. The general in charge of guarding the teleportation gate even stepped forward in fear and trepidation to pay his respects.
“Vice City Lord, what brings you here?”
The young man's face was solemn as he ignored the general and stepped into the formation, saying coldly, “Activate the formation!”
“Yes!” The general waved his hand and shouted, “Activate the formation!”
The formation opened, operating at full power. A spiritual light shot into the sky, and the young man disappeared in an instant...
However, the commotion here continued.
Someone asked, “Who was that? Such a grand entrance!”
Someone replied, “Lu Sen, the Vice City Lord. You don't recognize him?”
Someone was shocked, “He's Lu Sen?”
Someone said, “If even he has gone, could it be that a war is about to break out at the Immortal City?”
Lu Sen was the Vice City Lord of Myriad Beast City and the most outstanding genius of the Lu family in the last hundred thousand years. He was a powerhouse at the peak of the God Immortal stage, a half-step Immortal King.
In the Immortal Land, the teleportation formations of the major cities were all created by that formation master who was also an Immortal King...
The limit was that they could only teleport those at the peak of the God Immortal stage.
He was the number one person in Myriad Beast City below the Immortal Kings. If he had moved, then the ancestors in the Immortal King Hall must have moved as well...
Speculations were rife. Just as on this side, on both sides of that Hunting Ground tens of millions of miles away, the dark creatures and the beings of the Immortal Land were the same...
Due to the movement of the Blood Spirit Army, rumors were spreading everywhere.
Some said a war was coming, while others said that a junior of some Ancestral Spirit among the dark creatures must have been hunted by a Night Hunter, which was why there was such a big commotion.
The guesses were varied,
And the wild speculations were endless.
On the horizon to the west of the Far East Army Camp, three brilliant streaks of light were tearing through the grey sky.
The little book spirit noticed and said nervously, “They... are here!”
Li Shuhe furrowed her brows. It was three Ancestral Spirits, just as expected.
The cynical Sovereign stepped forward and stood beside Li Shuhe. Amidst everyone's confusion and daze, he volunteered, “I'll handle this!”
He then emphasized, “For half an hour.”
Li Shuhe was very surprised, but she still nodded heavily. “Good!”
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