0p0 Chapter 1673
Chapter 1673
The golden-robed youth was surprised that the person blocking his path dared to be so arrogant, even though he had taken out the top-grade immortal artifact, the "Formation-Breaking Shuttle."
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if any of the disciples of my Nine Nether Holy Land have any grudges against you?"
At this moment, a clear, ethereal girl's voice rang out and carried towards the chaotic pass ahead. It was none other than the girl in the black dress who had accompanied the two boys in golden robes.
After the girl loudly conveyed her doubts, she immediately transmitted her voice to the golden-robed youth who was about to make a move, "Golden Tiger, Silver Dragon, let's not rush. The power of this person's arrow should not be underestimated. Even with three immortal-level arrays in between, he has plenty of ways to restrain us. He is so confident even when facing the array-breaking shuttle. We should plan ahead first."
The boys in gold and silver robes frowned slightly upon hearing the girl speak, but they didn't want to offend their junior sister, so they could only snort and acquiesce.
“Fellow Daoist, it is common for us to fight to the death when we are out there training. You don’t need to act like this.”
The girl's ethereal voice, enveloped in a wisp of chaotic air, like the wind during the melting snow of early spring, drifted lightly over the rolling gray fog ahead, pierced through the hazy halo of the chaotic pass, and landed precisely in Chen Xuan's ears.
Her telepathic message carried a hint of barely perceptible wariness, yet also the composure characteristic of a scion of a noble family: "Sir, you've suddenly made your move; surely you should give us a reason?"
Chen Xuan twirled a piece of stone, its surface gleaming with a faint blue light, which he had just picked from the rock face of the pass. Hearing this, he chuckled softly, his voice also transforming into a wisp of sound that drifted back casually: "Since you asked, I'll give you that courtesy."
He raised his eyes and scanned the three figures floating in the void in front of him with his divine sense. His gaze lingered on the taut backs of the golden tiger and silver dragon and on the fingertips of the girl in the black dress hanging at her sides.
"Firstly, if we want to set up a checkpoint in this chaotic pass and collect tolls, we should naturally target the strongest first."
“Since you three are the core disciples of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land, as long as we defeat you, those cowardly ants who only dare to watch will naturally submit obediently.”
Chen Xuan glanced at the scattered cultivators behind the Great Dynasty and curled his lip. "Before, when you were outside, you relied on your sect's gods and immortals and didn't take us rogue cultivators seriously at all. But now, without your sect as your backing, your life and death are in my hands. Hand over the original liquid obediently, and I might give you a way out."
The stone chips were ground into fine powder between Chen Xuan's fingertips and then dispersed by the spiritual energy overflowing from his fingertips.
His tone shifted abruptly, a chill creeping into his voice: "Secondly, and this is the real reason I'm taking action against you." Chen Xuan glanced at the gold-and-silver-clad youth and the girl in the black dress, saying, "She is none other than your Nine Nether Holy Land's Holy Maiden, the Demon Immortal—Xia Jiuyou."
The moment those three words were uttered, the auras of the three figures in front of them all froze.
Chen Xuan, however, seemed oblivious and continued, "This woman's scheming is truly venomous to the core. My sworn brothers were corrupted by the Great Dao she cultivated, their hearts clouded, and they fell into a mad obsession."
"If it weren't for the guidance of a reclusive master, I probably would never have survived the Heavenly Tribulation in this lifetime, let alone become a Celestial Immortal." Chen Xuan unconsciously rubbed the jade pendant at his waist, on which was engraved the character "Immortal." "Using the Great Dao she cultivates to manipulate people's hearts and deceive their feelings as if it were a fun thing, shouldn't I seek justice for my brother for this kind of woman?"
His words were half true and half false—it was true that Bai Qianhuan's Dao Heart was damaged, but he subtly exaggerated the role Xia Jiuyou played in it.
But so what? He had planned to go to the Heartless Holy Land to become a disciple anyway. Bai Qianhuan would be his senior and junior brother sooner or later, so it was only reasonable for him to stand up for his future senior and junior brother in advance.
The spiritual power of the transmitted sound had dissipated at some point, turning into an ordinary voice that echoed in the endless void before the pass.
The tense nerves of the cultivators behind them suddenly jolted, and countless gazes were cast toward the three from the Nine Nether Holy Land, their surprise and doubt almost overflowing.