strictlysupreme Chapter 282 The Strange Alchemist 27
Chapter 282 The Strange Alchemist 27
At this moment, Xiu Qiyan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. He walked to the window with a serious expression and looked at the dark sky. A bad premonition suddenly surged into his heart.
For some unknown reason, the Eight Demon Formation Tower guarding Wuxing Academy began to show signs of loosening.
The one sealed in the Eight Demon Formation is the last evil dragon in the world. It was sealed by eight elders at the level of Martial Saints. Even if the seal is to be lifted, it will require the simultaneous efforts of at least eight Martial Saints.
And Xiu Qiyan is only at the Martial Honor level, so it is impossible for him to gather all eight Martial Saints.
Because they couldn't gather together, the Eight Demon Formation couldn't be dispelled. The evil dragon wouldn't be released either. For centuries, the Eight Demon Formation Tower, located at the highest point of Wuxing Academy, had gradually become a scenic landmark, completely posing no danger.
But now, the Eight Demons Formation has loosened!
"Why didn't Liu Yansong come?" Liu Yeqing asked puzzledly, looking at the absent seat.
When Xiu Qiyan heard this, he sighed helplessly. He didn't know what Liu Yansong was doing recently. If he remembered correctly, Liu Yansong hadn't gone out for a long time.
Song Lizhen frowned and couldn't help but say, "Why bother with him? He always doesn't get along with others. Dean, let's just go."
After Song Lizhen finished speaking, he looked at Xie Qi sitting across from him and said speechlessly, "What are you doing here, little kid?"
Xie Qi rolled his eyes at him and said, "I am considered an elder now, why can't I come?"
Song Lizhen was speechless: "I gave you a name, and you still pretended..."
Xiu Qiyan heard the two bickering, rubbed his brows and said, "Alright, let's go first."
However, at this moment, Xue Yun and Mu Ze ran over together.
"Master, I'll go with you." Xue Yun ran to Xiu Qiyan and looked at him.
Mu Ze walked over to Xie Qi and whispered, "Senior Brother Xue Yun told me that you guys are going to the Eight Demons Formation Tower, and I want to go too."
Xiu Qiyan saw the two of them, did not object, and nodded in agreement.
At this moment, 948 suddenly said in his mind: "Host, there is another system energy fluctuation coming from the Alchemy Institute. This fluctuation is stronger than before."
Hearing this, Xie Qi paused. He looked towards the Alchemy Institute, then turned to Xiu Qiyan and said, "Dean, my cultivation level is low and I may not be able to help you. How about I go to the Alchemy Institute and ask Elder Liu Yansong to help you?"
Xie Qi was about to take Mu Ze's hand and leave together, but Xue Yun suddenly grabbed Mu Ze's wrist from behind and said gently, "Junior Brother... Elder Xie, we don't need so many people to go to the Alchemy Academy, right? Why don't Junior Brother Mu Ze stay here and you go first?"
Hearing Xue Yun's words, Xie Qi frowned unconsciously, and the strength of his grip on Mu Ze's hand increased a little. He didn't want to keep Mu Ze at all.
However, after hearing Xue Yun's words, Mu Ze thought for a moment, then looked at Xie Qi and said, "Xie Qi, go find Elder Liu first. I'll follow the dean and the others and meet up with them later."
However, Mu Ze looked at Xie Qi who was still frowning, smiled helplessly, then rubbed Xie Qi's frown and said, "The elders have all gone far away, I'll go first." After that, Mu Ze and Xue Yun caught up with the elders.
Xie Qi watched them go away, and comforted himself in his heart that Mu Ze might be safer if he followed the dean and the others, so he flew towards the Alchemy Academy with peace of mind.
Ever since that night break-in to the Alchemy Academy, 948 hadn't felt any energy fluctuations. Now that he felt it again, Xie Qi decided not to miss this opportunity.
After Liu Yansong set up the formation according to the letter, he clearly felt that the pain in his blood was much relieved. He could even feel that his son's breath was much better than before, so Liu Yansong was even more convinced that this formation could save his son.
So when he received the letter again, he saw a new formation inside, and the letter said that he could only know the whereabouts of his biological son if he completed the formation. However, if the formation failed, his son would also lose his life.
When Xie Qi arrived at the Alchemy Institute, he saw Liu Yansong setting up the formation.
"Host! This formation is the reason why the Eight Demons Tower is loose!" 948 said immediately when he saw this formation.
After hearing this, Xie Qi's face darkened and he flashed without hesitation. The powerful true energy gathered in his palm, intending to destroy the formation that the other party was casting in one fell swoop.
At the same time, Liu Yansong saw Xie Qi rushing towards him. He used his left hand to steadily maintain the operation of the formation, while his right hand met Xie Qi's extremely fierce attack without showing any weakness.
As his palms flew, a powerful true energy surged out and collided with Xie Qi's attack.
"How dare you! What are you doing!" Liu Yansong roared, his voice resonating like thunder. With a wave of his arm, a powerful wave of air suddenly erupted.
Xie Qi was caught off guard by this force and his body rolled twice on the ground involuntarily, but he reacted extremely quickly. He stood up with the momentum of rolling, kicked his feet hard, and flew up like an arrow, launching another more fierce attack on Liu Yansong.
For a moment, the two of them fought back and forth, neither giving in. The true energy they released collided and stirred with each other, making bursts of rumbling sounds.
The wooden houses could not withstand such a huge impact and became dilapidated.
At this moment, Xie Qi perfectly integrated his strange fire and Qi cultivation. His attack power suddenly increased several times, transforming into a blazing fire dragon, fiercely pouncing towards Liu Yansong with bared fangs and claws.
At this moment, Liu Yansong was already at a disadvantage because he had to distract himself from controlling the formation. Facing Xie Qi's sudden full-strength attack, he was unable to resist at all.
There was a loud bang, and Liu Yansong fell heavily not far from the formation.
He struggled to get up from the ground, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, his face as pale as paper.
When he saw the formation gradually dim, his heart trembled, his pupils dilated sharply, and his eyes were bloodshot. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "No!"
Meanwhile, Liu Wenrui, on the other side, was following the elders into the tower. When he keenly noticed that Liu Yansong's formation had failed, he couldn't help but curse inwardly, "What a useless piece of shit!"
Immediately afterwards, Liu Wenrui looked at the ring and recited a mantra viciously, and the next second the space in the ring was completely isolated from the outside world.
Even though there was a close connection between Liu Yansong and Xue Yun through blood formation, it was like being cut off by a sharp sword, and the connection was completely lost.
Liu Wenrui communicated with Xue Yun in the ring, "It looks like Liu Yansong has failed, so I'm going to punish him. Xue Yun, do you think he'll collapse after he can't sense your presence?"
Liu Wenrui did not kill Xue Yun, but just cut off the connection between the ring space and the outside world. After all, he still relied on Xue Yun to avoid the system's suspicion.
But Liu Yansong didn't care, so after talking to Xue Yun, Liu Wenrui ignored Xue Yun's pleas and continued to follow the elders deeper into the cave.
As for Liu Yansong, when the formation finally failed, an unprecedented fear instantly enveloped him.
Because he suddenly could no longer feel any breath of his son, which also meant that his son was no longer in this world.
He finally accepted everything, licked his pain alone, and wanted to live a simple life, but someone told him that his son was still alive.
But why after giving hope, we have to feel despair again?
He had nothing left. He couldn't even save his son. He couldn't save anyone.
At that moment, the last vestiges of Liu Yansong's will to live vanished without a trace. If he could turn back time, he would have preferred to have died eighteen years earlier than endure the agony of this life worse than death.
Liu Yansong struggled to support his wounded body and slowly sat down on the cold, hard ground.
He used up his last bit of strength, turned his head, and stared deeply in the direction where Xiu Qiyan lived.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Yansong raised his trembling hand, and a dazzling white light suddenly flashed. In the blink of an eye, a spiritual sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Just when Xie Qi was concentrating on guarding against a possible attack from Liu Yansong, Liu Yansong raised his magic sword without hesitation and pretended to slash it towards his neck.
Seeing this, Xie Qi's eyes widened suddenly. Almost instinctively, he flashed and quickly appeared beside Liu Yansong.
Just when the magic sword was about to touch Liu Yansong's neck, Xie Qi decisively stretched out his hands and tightly grasped the extremely sharp blade.
In an instant, scarlet blood gushed out from Xie Qi's fingers that were cut by the sword, and dripped down the sword body bit by bit, gathering on the ground into a shocking pool of blood.