mtl008 Chapter 269 Ancient Battlefield
Chapter 269 Ancient Battlefield
Chapter 269 Ancient Battlefield
Facing everyone's doubts and opposition, Feng Zhenxin just stood there quietly, like a silent mountain.
Suddenly, he flashed and instantly approached Qi Sheng. Then he suddenly swung out a palm, and with overwhelming power, he hit Qi Sheng fiercely.
Qi Sheng was caught off guard and had no time to dodge. He only heard a dull "bang" and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
After landing, his chest was filled with blood and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His body shook for a few times before he barely supported himself on the ground with his hands and struggled to get up.
When the other disciples saw this, they were all shocked and rushed forward to support Qi Sheng.
Qi Sheng raised his head and looked at Feng Zhenxin with a complicated gaze, thinking to himself, "My ancestor is so persistent this time that he even attacked me. Is it really just to catch that person? Or is it because of today's strange phenomenon? But is it worth it..."
"Anyone who disobeys the order again will be killed without mercy," Feng Zhenxin's cold and majestic voice resounded throughout the space, like thunder, powerfully intimidating everyone present.
Everyone's heart trembled, not daring to show the slightest intention of disobeying.
At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from far away.
A group of mysterious men in black tights suddenly rushed in like ghosts. They moved in unison and instantly squatted in front of Feng Zhenxin, shouting in unison, "My Lord, we have fulfilled your mission."
Feng Zhenxin nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the group of men in black with a cold look, and said in a deep voice, "Take care of things here for me."
After saying that, he turned around and strode away. He had a tough battle to fight next, so he had to get his body back to its best condition as soon as possible.
After returning to the cave, he immediately sat down cross-legged, formed seals with his hands, and began to frantically absorb the surrounding power.
As he continued to absorb, the originally calm formation suddenly emitted rays of light, as if it had been activated.
Those trapped within the formation let out painful howls. Their bodies gradually shrank at a visible speed, eventually transforming into tiny grains of sand that drifted away with the wind.
In just a short moment, only a dozen people were left alive out of tens of thousands of people, but these survivors had already become frail and their lives could be extinguished at any time.
At the same time, outside of Tianzong, other forces in Lingdi also took action after sensing the abnormal changes between heaven and earth.
At the Xu family's house, Yan Xuan'er looked at Xu Zhenxiong with worry on her face and asked softly, "Is the rumor finally coming true?"
Xu Zhenxiong looked up at the strange scene that lingered in the sky for a long time and sighed, "Yes, what was meant to come has finally come."
After saying that, he slowly turned around and looked at Yan Xuan'er and Xu Jiayu in his arms with gentle eyes, "Let's go, our family must die together even if we die."
Yan Xuan'er hugged Xu Jiayu tightly, tears streaming down her face.
She looked at her children with heartache and prayed silently in her heart: God, please open your eyes. My Jiayu and Jiaxi are still so young, why are you so cruel to us...
In that mysterious and ancient spiritual land formation family, Li Meng'er knelt respectfully on the ground, her head slightly lowered, and said softly, "Ancestor, everything is ready."
The man standing in front slowly turned around. He was wearing a white robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his face was handsome but with a hint of solemnity.
His deep eyes stared at the sky, as if they could penetrate the layers of clouds and see the unknown destiny.
The man sighed softly and said slowly, "Let's go. Everything is predestined. Whether we can save the people this time depends entirely on the one chosen by Heaven..."
After saying this, he cast his gaze into the distance again, his thoughts seeming to have already drifted to the distant horizon.
Ever since this sacred land was opened up, there has been a legend that has been passed down from generation to generation throughout the world.
When the world is on the verge of collapse, chaos will descend upon the world. Only the master who controls the Tree of Life can save this catastrophe and all living beings.
At this moment, all the immortal cultivators in the spiritual land rushed towards the direction of Tianzong without any prior agreement.
Lin Xian'er was completely unaware of all this. She was currently walking side by side with Xie Qijun, slowly advancing along the deep passage that originally lay behind the Tree of Life.
The passage was dark and damp, filled with a stale and decayed smell.
Finally, the two men and the rabbit emerged from the passage. However, the sight before them stunned them instantly—mountains of corpses piled high everywhere. These bones came in all shapes and sizes, some enormous, others tiny and exquisite; some relatively intact, others incomplete. Despite the erosion of time, the bones still clearly bore the traces of the brutality and bloodshed of the fierce battle.
"This is a thrilling and brutal ancient war." The golden dragon's low and majestic voice, like a huge bell, slowly entered Lin Xian'er's ears.
Its gaze was fixed on the distance, as if it had traveled through time and space to see the extremely tragic battle scene.
"There is not only an endless black fog in the chaos, but also countless mysterious and powerful creatures hidden in it. When the indestructible barrier was forcibly broken, not only did the rolling black fog quickly permeate the entire vast continent, but even those terrifying creatures hidden deep in the chaos also surged out. The power they possess is far beyond our imagination, and their horror is horrifying," the golden dragon trembled slightly, as if he was still frightened by the memory of the extremely bloody battle that year.
"The losses caused by that battle are simply incalculable. Countless brave and fearless cultivators fell in a pool of blood, mountains and rivers were shattered, and lives were devastated. However, what makes people even more sad and heartbroken is that there are still some cultivators with ulterior motives. They disregarded the overall situation and coveted the Tree of Life in the hands of my former master. While the former master was fighting fiercely with the chaotic creatures, they attacked him from behind and dealt him a fatal blow. The former master was seriously injured and eventually died with hatred in his heart, his soul scattered." At this point, the golden dragon couldn't help but roar to the sky, his grief and indignation were beyond words.
Lin Xian'er stood quietly by, listening to the golden dragon telling this long-forgotten history, her eyes gradually becoming solemn.
Looking at the piles of white bones in front of me, an indescribable feeling of sadness welled up in my heart.
What kind of bloody storms has this seemingly peaceful and tranquil land experienced in the past? Behind every bit of peace and tranquility, there are countless heroes who sacrifice their lives and make silent contributions.
It is precisely because of these brave people who carried the burden and moved forward that future generations have a happy life.