Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1644 - 973: Xiao Ji (Part 2)

The summoned heroic spirits are unmatched, but the spiritual power within is clearly lacking, strong yet not as enduring as the light of dawn.

If I, the Immortal, am not mistaken, Empress, your spirit root has been lost.

In a short time, do you think you can summon such powerful heroic spirits as the Yin Son again?

Empress, being able to force me, the Immortal, to such a situation is indeed extraordinary, but I suppose you must be at your limit as well?

And yet, I wonder how many more of my strikes you, the Empress of Central Netherworld, can withstand?"

Hearing the thick killing intent in Feng Xu’s words, Fang You visibly paled.

If the Empress of Central Netherworld falls here, aside from the wrath of the Taiyin Emperor that would ensue,

the mere inundation of a million heroic spirits and fierce ghosts from the You Dynasty would suffice to devour all life within Shifang City!

This is truly a clash of immortals, where mortals suffer!

A great battle is about to erupt, as nine Sword Qi tornadoes, having absorbed the immortal energy radiating from Golden Immortal Feng Xu,

reach their peak, with his vast Qi Sea roiling like boiling rivers and seas within.

The Sword Qi surges like tides, the tornadoes manifesting a might of divine power, converging from a point between heaven and earth, as if to shred the red garments apart.

Baili An’s eyes were cold; he had not expected Golden Immortal Feng Xu, despite suffering a major loss at the hands of the Empress, to forego stabilizing his dwindling Primordial Yang.

Instead, he strikes with such ferocity, intent on delivering a killing blow in one decisive move!

Just as he had said, with the Empress’s spirit root lost, although her Deceit Skill was remarkable,

she could not sustain her vast cultivation and spiritual power system without Golden Immortal Feng Xu’s abundance of Qi Sea like rivers and mountains.

In a protracted battle, the Empress has too many shortcomings.

Baili An’s hand had already reached into the Qiankun Bag, the four seals of Central Netherworld in his palm flickering ceaselessly.

If this is the case, he might as well...

"Zheng!!!"

At that moment, a sword cry like a dragon’s roar echoed through heaven and earth, as an ancient cyan sword beam carved out a sharp straight line.

And that nine-fold tornado sword wall, akin to a bridge connecting heaven and earth, was sundered by a celestial sword.

Sword intent rained from the sky, and under that one sword, the momentum greatly diminished.

Yet, the residual Sword Qi falling on those in the city was excruciating, damaging their Divine Souls.

Upon returning, they will likely be bedridden for days before recovering properly.

Golden Immortal Feng Xu’s face showed a slight surprise, thinking that the mortal world really harbors hidden talents.

An auction convention could continuously draw out powerful beings capable of withstanding a Golden Immortal’s strike.

The strike that severed his nine-fold tornado sword wall, although lacking in cultivation before him,

in terms of power and mastery of Sword Dao, had reached a level of consummate art.

The might of the sword did not waste a shred of spiritual power, each strike executed with sublime precision and force.

Even Golden Immortal Feng Xu, renowned for his Sword Dao in his early years, had to silently commend within, "This sword is marvelous."

But in a crisis, there is no time to admire the elegance of this sword.

The cold killing intent in his eyes did not retreat, maliciously following the trail of Sword Qi to look over.

He saw the newcomer with a stern aura imbued with frosty Sword Qi, standing upon the wind, as if heeding the void.

The wind gently brushed his face, while the black and red sword robe with a blazing Qilin embroidered fluttered, falling into silence after extreme clamor.

The Qingming sword light flickered across his handsome visage, as Baili Yu stood with a serene yet stern countenance, glaring wrathfully at the Golden Immortal.

Behind him, the cawing of ravens and the whistling wind responded, creating an eerie scene around him, forming an overwhelmingly ominous cold fury that sent chills down one’s spine.

"Lord Feng Xu, do you mean to take the life of my wife with such a ruthless hand?"

Golden Immortal Feng Xu finally showed a trace of being moved.

The hand beneath his sleeve involuntarily clenched slowly, his eyes like a deep, cold pool.

If possible, he too would avoid provoking the wrath of the Taiyin Emperor by targeting Ying Ji’s life.

But since the secret had been discovered by her, Ying Ji alive posed more trouble than dead.

Though the Taiyin Emperor was one of the Five Venerables, his immortal body was not legitimate, but instead controlled the Nine Netherworld’s deity.

His actions are eccentric and tyrannical; Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan has long had the desire to replace him, even though he faces immense pressure and danger, he has killed Ying Ji.

As long as he escapes back to the Immortal World, no matter how rampant the Taiyin Emperor becomes, how could he dare to act recklessly in the Nine Heavens?

However, I didn’t expect that today, besides Ying Ji, Baili Yu would also be drawn out, and that is not a mere trouble.

The small Xijian Sect, naturally wouldn’t be taken seriously by him, Feng Xu.

However, Baili Yu, Su Guanhai, and Yin Dufeng are all personally chosen stars by Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan, whose cultivation will be complete in the future, and they will sit firm in the position of Golden Immortal.

Even Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan greatly values the Tianxi Thirteen Swords, Taixuan Nine Classics, and Cangwu Ten Hidden Palaces in the Mortal World.

As the master of these Three Sects, being one of the only three chosen by the Immortal Venerable in millennia.

In the future, when inheriting the Golden Immortal, they will naturally divide into categories of high prestige among the Golden Immortals, the one most unreachable.

And Golden Immortal Feng Xu, whose Shou is precarious, considers his future far inferior to Baili Yu’s.

Regarding this World Sword Master, he must not act as recklessly as he did against Ying Ji.

"On the contrary, it was clearly your lady who was disrespectful first, repeatedly challenging the majesty of this Immortal.

This Immortal had no choice but to teach her a lesson, to make her remember, to prevent future suffering at the hands of others."

Golden Immortal Feng Xu is still very unkind in words, yet the killing intent in his eyes has gradually subsided.

Baili Yu snorted coldly, the murderous intent in his unparalleled handsome face was hard to conceal as he, a millennia Immortal of the Mortal World, showed no courtesy facing the Golden Immortal from above.

"Master Feng Xu has spoken heavily, my lady, if she needs to be taught a lesson, it is not for outsiders to meddle."

Golden Immortal Feng Xu laughed coolly, intending to retort, but who knew Ying Ji’s tone was even colder and unyielding:

"The Sword Master has spoken heavily; the humble, filthy land of Central Netherworld dare not aspire to the noble cultivation of virtue, the heritage of the heavenly Xijian Sect. The phrase ’not for outsiders to meddle’ is more fitting for Sect Master Baili."

Ying Ji’s words were sharp, not showing any gratitude for rescue, her remarks were brimming with confrontation.

Such hostility was even deeper than that of Golden Immortal Feng Xu.

Such a strange atmosphere made everyone present look at each other in dismay, daring not to disturb with any words.

Well-intentioned quest for rescue met with such cold words instead; Baili Yu’s face showed no trace of dissatisfaction.

Even as Ying Ji spoke, he cautiously put away the icy anger in his eyes, his attitude differed vastly from when facing Golden Immortal Feng Xu.

Yet, his expression slowly turned melancholic, as he whispered softly, calling ’Little Ji.’

His eyes showed the joy of reunion amidst the regret and guilt for past deeds, his voice was as low as it could be.

But his gaze was fixated on Ying Ji’s face, as if one more look would mean one less look, with halos subtly quivering in his eyes.

Golden Immortal Feng Xu knew that today’s matter was settled, with Ying Ji and Baili Yu stepping in succession.

Those six Divine Talismans, despite everything, were unreachable.

More seriously, his Shou was being taken, making the already precarious situation even tenser.

And at this moment in the Mortal World, where is there a pure lady immortal energy for her to timely supplement?

Could it be that he really has to settle for the next best thing, not pursuing quality, but quantity, and supplement from those human female cultivators with mixed breaths?

Long accustomed to a high position, Golden Immortal Feng Xu felt deeply disgusted by the beings in this dirty world, yet was helpless.

Golden Immortal Feng Xu, unwilling to engage further, began to feel the urge to leave.

Yet, overhearing Ying Ji coldly mocking Baili Yu with her clear voice, it seemed she was being ungrateful for her rescue.

After all, the man was here to save her.

Curious, Golden Immortal Feng Xu earnestly began to scrutinize this Empress from Central Netherworld.

But at this glance, it was inevitably surprising.

Originally thinking that the Empress from such a barren land of Central Netherworld would surely be filled with chilling Ghost Qi, avoided by all.

Who knew this daughter of Taiyin, her Spiritual Power was unexpectedly clear and pure.

Even more rare, her appearance was of an extraordinary beauty.

Her exquisite face, with lonely aloof eyes, beneath the green shimmering Sword light, her porcelain-like skin seemed to emit a faint snowy glow.

Originally having outstanding looks, now upon close inspection, only added a few more captivating charms.

This visage, compared to those female immortals he had ruthlessly supplemented, was superior instead.

Golden Immortal Feng Xu felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and an exquisite idea slowly blossoming within.