Chapter 4 - The Immortal.

"Ahhh!!! I don't care anymore, whether what they say is true or false!! Let's just fight our way out!!" In the room, a disciple's spirit seemed to have been suppressed to its limit. Holding his long sword, he was about to charge into the fog: "Rather than suffer the humiliation of these evil creatures here, it's better to fight them to the death."

"No, Senior Brother!!" At this moment, a female disciple's voice rang out in the crowd: "Those monsters want us to leave the main hall! We cannot fall into their trap!"

This female disciple was named Mo Xie, responsible for organizing the bamboo slips and scrolls in the sect. She was also Ouzi's master's chosen most talented disciple among their peers. At first, Xu Xuan was not entirely convinced, after all, he was a transmigrator. Later, when Xu Xuan personally witnessed her being able to expand the range of her flying sword to thirty paces around her two years ago, he gave up. He could only manage fifteen paces even now.

In fact, the thing Xu Xuan regretted most after transmigrating was being a poor student in his previous life, not having studied science and engineering well. Otherwise, he would have started an industrial revolution in this Spring and Autumn and Warring States-like world. But after arriving, he found that inventing things was not as simple as written in novels, and he was busy practicing martial arts and enjoying life every day, so he also gave up.

As for Senior Sister Mo Xie, they merely knew each other, as he was only an average disciple and not particularly outstanding. She was very beautiful, with long, dark hair coiled at the back of her head, held by a small iron sword as a hairpin. Her skin was not fair due to long-term iron forging and sword casting, but it looked quite healthy and vibrant. She also possessed a rare scholarly aura. This was completely contrary to her appearance and temperament, yet they perfectly blended together.

Of course, Xu Xuan had always kept his distance from such a goddess-level figure in the sect. After all, in the novels he read in his previous life, protagonists usually attracted the jealousy of other disciples and various troubles if they got involved with such beauties.

However, this time, in Ouzi's master's absence, Senior Sister Mo Xie became the backbone of the disciples present. After hearing her words, the disciple who wanted to rush out also calmed down.

Just then, the main hall shook violently again. Many tiles and stones fell from the roof. No one in the hall was injured, as everyone inside was a Qi Practitioner.

As the tiles fell from the roof, everyone once again saw the huge blood moon above their heads. And the enormous black shadow that seemed to be stepping on the entire mountain peak. Xu Xuan noticed that although the black shadow was humanoid, its head was not a human head; instead, two strange, hand-like shadows stretched out from its neck. Due to the fog, Xu Xuan could only see a giant shadow.

However, as Xu Xuan looked at the two hand-like shadows on the giant's neck, it felt as if something was staring at him. An indescribable sense of dread surfaced in the hearts of every Sword Hall member, a fear that made Xu Xuan feel an urge to rush out of the main hall immediately.

In fact, it wasn't just Xu Xuan; many people in the main hall wanted to escape. Among them, two disciples couldn't bear the pressure and rushed directly into the fog. After entering the fog outside the main hall, their figures silently disappeared, but Xu Xuan noticed that in the last moment before their shadows vanished into the fog, their heads separated from their bodies...

"Everyone, don't go out. Only this main hall can protect us now." Just as more people wanted to flee the main hall, Mo Xie stood at the entrance of the main hall with her sword, blocking the path of other disciples who wanted to escape. At this moment, everyone inside finally recovered from their fear.

Xu Xuan couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm himself. He had lived for so many years, and today was definitely the most thrilling day.

"Senior Sister, what exactly is that thing?" After taking a few deep breaths, everyone finally regained their composure, looking around cautiously. One of the disciples asked, "Among us, only you probably know."

"That is an Immortal." Hearing the disciple's question, Mo Xie uttered a name that almost made Xu Xuan spit out.

"You're saying that thing is an Immortal?" Finally, Xu Xuan couldn't hold back and asked.

"Haven't you learned how to write the character 'Immortal'?" Mo Xie retorted, hearing Xu Xuan's question.

"Person-mountain..." Xu Xuan replied.

"Yes, a person taller than a mountain is an Immortal!! That's how it's written in ancient texts. So-called deities and immortals cannot be looked at directly." Mo Xie said, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead: "We are in big trouble this time."

For a moment, everyone present fell silent. As for Xu Xuan, he was in a state of shattered worldview. All this time, he thought that the Qi Practitioners of this world were probably similar to cultivators, but he never expected an Immortal to look like this. And it was constantly attacking their mountain gate.

"It's over, it's over. We're dead!! That's an Immortal!! An Immortal taller than a mountain!!" At this moment, a disciple shouted in a trembling voice: "If he wants to kill us, it's just one slap! We're all dead, dead!!"

"Calm down! Junior Brother!!" At this moment, several senior brothers stepped forward to try and comfort their fellow disciple, who was frantic with fear. However, in the next second, these Sword Hall disciples were all pierced through the heart by an arm.

"Hahahaha! Ah hahahaha! We're all going to die! All going to die, no, you're all going to die! I won't die!! I won't die!!" The frantic disciple said, throwing his long sword aside. It was then that everyone noticed five or six arms appearing from his back, each with at least three joints, looking quite bizarre. It was those arms that had pierced the hearts of the senior brothers.

"He's turned into a monster!!" Someone shouted, and a dozen sword lights shot out from all directions. Right before Xu Xuan's eyes, a dozen senior brothers attacked simultaneously. Numerous sword lights instantly cut the mutated disciple into a dozen pieces.

However, while slaying this monster, everyone present, holding their swords, found a separate spot in the hall and looked at the other senior brothers around with slightly wary eyes...

After all, no one present was foolish. Since one junior brother could turn into a monster, it meant that in this blood fog, others could also turn into monsters. They didn't want to die from a surprise attack by someone close to them who had mutated.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire main hall became extremely oppressive again. Even Mo Xie, who was initially standing in the center, fell silent. She also found a separate spot in the hall where she could see the other disciples. Coincidentally, this time, Mo Xie stood not far from Xu Xuan.

The oppressive atmosphere lasted for an unknown amount of time. Just then, a disciple looked up at the sky, then frantically found a pillar and crouched down. Seeing this, all the disciples present couldn't help but look up at the sky again. However, this time, what they saw was a giant hand pressing down on them from the distant sky. The closer it got, the larger the hand became. It continuously expanded in everyone's eyes, and for a moment, all the Sword Hall disciples present were plunged into fear. These disciples almost instinctively dodged towards the walls and pillars of the main hall. Mo Xie made the same movement.

However, when Mo Xie looked at Xu Xuan, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Because at this moment, unlike everyone else, Xu Xuan, although holding a broken sword, stood ramrod straight in place. His eyes were fixed on the mountain-like hand that was about to descend. He seemed to be muttering something. Read at Novels Haven (novelshaven.com)

'How magnificent.' Looking at this scene, Xu Xuan unconsciously became engrossed. Yes, he was engrossed, and couldn't help but utter this exclamation of magnificence. In his previous life, such scenes had appeared in games and movies, but no matter how they were depicted in movies or games, they wouldn't be as magnificent or thrilling as experiencing them firsthand.

Xu Xuan, who had been a slacker for over a decade, looked at such a scene. Although he knew it was very dangerous, he inexplicably didn't want to flee. Instead, he wanted to fully take in this magnificent, seemingly natural disaster-like sight. Immersed in such a spectacle, Xu Xuan momentarily forgot danger and death.

Looking at Xu Xuan standing still, Mo Xie inexplicably recalled a conversation she had with Master Ouzi years ago:

"Master, Junior Brother Xu Xuan seems a bit too lazy. Should we advise him?"

"No need. After all, that boy is wasted in the Sword Hall."

Thinking of this, Mo Xie suddenly wanted to go and pull Xu Xuan. However, just as Mo Xie was about to make a move, a red light suddenly shot from the sky and collided with the giant hand. The hand, as if pricked by a steel needle, recoiled. And at that moment, accompanying the collision of the red light and the hand, a figure fell from the sky.

"Master!!!" Seeing the person falling, Mo Xie was the first to rush forward. At this moment, the other disciples also gathered one after another.

When Xu Xuan clearly saw Ouzi's appearance, he couldn't help but gasp. Because he saw that half of Ouzi's body was constantly turning into ash, like burnt-out coal. At this moment, one of his arms had already disappeared.

"Disciples, follow the sword lights, don't look back, don't respond to anyone! Until you run out of this fog realm." As if in a final burst of energy, Ouzi, who had lost half his body, suddenly sat up and said to everyone present.

It was also at this moment that everyone noticed that all eight divine swords protecting the Sword Hall were floating at the entrance of the main hall, and immediately after, accompanied by a red light, the ninth long sword named Chiyou also fell.

"Master, I'll carry you!!" Seeing this, Mo Xie tried to carry Ouzi on her back, but Ouzi pushed her away.

"No time, hurry up and go! Go find your Senior Brother Gan Jiang! Rebuild the Sword Hall!" After speaking, Ouzi waved his hand, and all the disciples present were swept by a huge force and flew out of the main hall. After landing, they saw nine sword lights flying towards the distance of the fog realm. As for the main hall's door, it closed on its own at this moment.

Facing this sudden change, the Sword Hall disciples did not waste any time. Everyone immediately turned and followed the distant sword lights.