strictlysupreme Chapter 275: No one before, no one after
Chapter 275: No one before, no one after
"..."
After Yu Chen said these three words, he wanted to say something else, but the Infant-Destroying Pearl had already crashed into the colorful curtain.
"Boom--" A loud noise that echoed throughout the heaven and earth exploded above the Hehuan Sect. A huge light circle rippled out with Yuchen as the center, shaking the mountains and rivers below. The rocks on the top of the Hehuan Sect collapsed, and many buildings that had not been affected and destroyed in the Nascent Soul War collapsed one after another.
The diehards of the Hehuan Sect who were watching the battle from a distance, although they were far away and not affected, were also shaken by the air waves and flew backwards. Those with low cultivation were unable to control the flying magic tools and fell down. Some people with only Qi Refining cultivation vomited blood and fainted, and fell to their deaths among the mountains.
At the center of the explosion, the colorful curtain had turned black and lost its previous splendor and spiritual energy. A huge crack appeared in the center of the colorful curtain, which was exactly where the Five Elements Flying Sword had cut. Under the explosion of the Infant-Destroying Pearl, it was finally torn apart.
Behind the curtain, cracks appeared on Yu Chen's originally round and plump black and pink Nascent Soul figurine. Countless golden liquids were overflowing from the cracks. The figurine's eyes were wide open and his expression was lifeless. The Jade Crystal Battle Halberd, his natal magic weapon in his hand, was also missing.
Under the Nascent Soul, Yu Chen's physical body disappeared, apparently blown to ashes by the Infant-Destroying Pearl, and no trace of it remained in the world.
Yu Chen's Nascent Soul's lips twitched slightly, his face filled with reluctance and disbelief. He muttered to himself with difficulty, "No... this is impossible.... You're just... in the early Nascent Soul stage... where did you get... the mid-stage Nascent Soul magic weapon?... where did you get... that ghost fire?... and... this... this... the Infant-Destroying Pearl! You... you... uh... uh uh..."
As he continued to speak, the cracks on the black and pink Nascent Soul grew larger and larger, and more and more golden liquid flowed out. Before he finished speaking, he was no longer able to speak. The cracks on the Nascent Soul became even larger, and it shattered directly, falling down piece by piece, and then dissipated in the air between heaven and earth.
In a corner of a mountaintop in the Hehuan Sect, Xuan Kun was lying there with blood all over his body, gasping for breath. On his chest, a shattered and dim gem stood there. The gem was covered with cracks and there was no trace of spiritual energy.
He looked up at the sky above the Hehuan Sect and saw Yu Chen's Nascent Soul shatter and then dissipate. The destruction of the Nascent Soul clearly meant that he was dead beyond death.
"Hehe" Feeling the thing on his chest, Xuan Kun laughed miserably, but blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. He sat up with difficulty and held the dim gem in his palm.
Xuan Kun whispered, "The Qingling Pearl is destroyed. A Nascent Soul magical weapon has been consumed like this. That Infant-Exterminating Pearl is truly terrifying! But Yu Chen is also truly formidable. If he hadn't consumed him so much and hadn't caught him off guard and used the Infant-Exterminating Pearl, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to kill him."
"But although this Infant-Destroying Pearl is extremely terrifying, it's not as powerful as it's been described. I heard it can even severely damage a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, but that seems unfounded. It can actually kill a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage who has consumed too much energy and can't react quickly enough. But how could a powerful cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage wait for you to blow him up, let alone one in the late Nascent Soul stage?"
This is also why Xuan Kun did not take out the Infant-Destroying Pearl given by the Green Dragon King and blast it directly at Yu Chen. Instead, he used it as a trump card, letting Yu Chen consume too much energy so that he could kill him with one blow. Even so, he almost failed to kill Yu Chen in the first place. But the result was good after all. Yu Chen still died at the hands of the Infant-Destroying Pearl.
Just as Xuan Kun was talking to himself, a figure appeared here. It was a cultivator from the Hehuan Sect in the early stage of foundation building who was knocked down by the aftermath of the Infant-Destroying Pearl.
The man's name was Liu Qing. He looked at Xuan Kun, who was covered in blood and extremely weak, and was about to escape. After all, his two Nascent Soul ancestors had died at the hands of this man.
But when he saw Xuan Kun didn't move at all, without a trace of Nascent Soul spiritual power around him, a huge greed came over him, but he was alone.
Liu Qing then soared into the air and shouted, "Brothers and sisters, come quickly! I have found a gravely wounded and dying enemy of the sect here. Let's kill him together. He is a Nascent Soul cultivator! When Patriarch Ling Huan returns, I will reward him handsomely."
His voice, empowered by his spiritual power, was extremely loud and could be heard throughout the surroundings.
The diehard members of the Hehuan Sect, who had seen their strongest Yuanying ancestors die at the hands of the formidable enemy, were about to flee when they suddenly heard these words.
[Severely injured and beaten to death! Kill the Yuanying! ]
Some people who were about to flee stopped using their magic weapons and looked towards the source of the sound, then felt distressed and anxious.
"Killing a Nascent Soul cultivator? A Nascent Soul cultivator who is as high and mighty as a god in the sky can actually die in the hands of an ant like me? Hahaha!" A young man in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment couldn't help but laugh to himself after hearing this, and flew towards Liu Qing at a rapid speed.
He was still shouting, "Junior brother, I will help you kill the sect's great enemy Yuanying." He shouted loudly.
Following his call for help, the still somewhat shaken loyal monks of the Hehuan Sect suddenly became excited, with burning eyes, and flew towards Liu Qing shouting.
"Junior brother, I will also come to help you, let us defeat the enemy together."
"Kill him and let him know how powerful our Hehuan Sect's foundation-building cultivators are."
"That's right, Senior Brother, we, the Qi-refining cultivators of the Hehuan Sect, can also kill Nascent Soul cultivators."
An old man in the late Foundation Establishment stage couldn't help but laugh when he saw everyone like this, muttering to himself, "Haha, how ridiculous! Since when did someone in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stage become able to annihilate a Nascent Soul cultivator? Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator is really incompetent, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse! This is truly ridiculous. Now that the two ancestors are dead, it would be wise to head north. Who knows, we might even run into Ancestor Ling Huan, who's returning at a breakneck speed."
As he spoke, the old man controlled the flying magic weapon and flew rapidly towards the north.
Among the diehards of the Hehuan Sect, there were many people like the old man of various cultivation levels, and they all fled to the distance, but the vast majority of people listened to Liu Qing's words and surrounded and killed Xuan Kun.
After the vast majority of Hehuan Sect monks fled, there were still thousands of diehards left, and among them, only a few hundred were not bewitched.
And there were thousands of people heading towards the top of the mountain. At this moment, there were already thousands of people surrounding the top of the mountain where Xuan Kun was. The excitement on their faces was undiminished, and their eyes were burning with passion.
After all, this requires the cultivation of Qi Refining and Building the Foundation to kill the Nascent Soul, which has never been done before and will never be done again.
Liu Qing, dressed in a pink robe, looked at the thousands of people who gathered in a short while after hearing his words, and his expression was bright. In the distance, there were thousands more people rushing over.
He was fascinated by the feeling that a single word could make a person's voice heard. Among the crowd, those with higher cultivation than him seemed to be centered around him.
He looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator sitting there in a tattered black robe, with his back hunched and his head lowered. He laughed wildly and excitedly, "Hahaha, Nascent Soul! That's all! Nascent Soul... will also die in my hands."