Chapter 804: Chapter 279: True and False Grievances Severed, Taigu Ascetic Cultivator

The fire ship fell like a meteor, trailing a tail of smoke, and the black immortal crane burned to ashes under the blazing sun.

When the hull hit the ground, it instantly fell apart, revealing figures from within.

"Master, Master, are you okay?" A petite female cultivator in a white robe nervously guarded the side of an elder.

The elder was on the verge of death, clutching his chest painfully. His seven orifices were swelling, and a stream of blood was about to emerge from them.

Boom!

The next moment, the elder’s eardrums and eyeballs burst open, blood gushing out, quickly beginning to form a humanoid shape in mid-air.

The petite female cultivator in the white robe watched the elder nervously.

On the other side, another female cultivator was already making her way towards Song Yan, gracefully bowing and respectfully saying, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life."

After she bowed, many other cultivators also realized and hurriedly came to bow.

Song Yan didn’t expect to unexpectedly run into familiar faces, and so many at that. Over the years, he had seen many void ships coming here, adding up to several hundred, indicating that it wasn’t a small number who migrated here.

Yet, to encounter so many old acquaintances among those hundreds of ships felt like an indescribable, inexplicable cause and effect.

That elder was Elder Dan, the petite female cultivator in white was An Li, and the one who first came to pay respects was Tang Ningxin, followed by Su Yao, Ling Xiaoxiao, and even Princess Xi, Tang Xiaokong, and others...

Besides them, there were some wearing sword robes, cultivators of either the Realm or Realm Spirit.

But "Wang Susu" was not among these people.

This sparked a bit of curiosity in Song Yan’s heart.

Because in his view, Wang Susu’s sharpness and speed in escaping were the best among these people. If anyone in this group could survive, it must be Wang Susu.

But now, all these people were here, where was Wang Susu?

He thought back, his successful escape from the Western Nether Realm was thanks to Wang Susu’s acuity, a personal favor indeed.

He nodded slightly.

In the Sword Palace, a disciple at the early stage of the Profound Yellow Three Realms respectfully said, "Senior, we are cultivators of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace, daring to use the Star Domain Vortex to escape the disaster. During our infiltration, we were hunted by the Blood River Sect members, those demons should have also descended... You..."

He suddenly knelt, saying, "Junior knows it’s improper, but... but still ask for your assistance."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Sword Palace disciples, former acquaintances knelt one after another.

Elder Dan looked weak, his whole body twitching, the blood from his seven orifices still endless, constructing a blood-red humanoid in mid-air.

Song Yan saw An Li, Su Yao, and Tang Ningxin kneeling in the crowd as well.

They were already completely tied to the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace, if Elder Dan died, they would have no chance.

’Little An Li, what do you think of me now?’

’Foolish woman, does your sword still remain unyielding before great power?’

’Little Ningxin, have you continued to seduce men over these years?’

Three simple greetings floated in Song Yan’s heart, yet went unspoken.

He merely nodded slightly.

Everyone showed joy, secretly thinking this unfamiliar and mysterious cultivator must have some connection with their Sword Palace.

Song Yan looked at Elder Dan, sending a mental message: "How can this curse be lifted?"

Elder Dan replied with a mental message, first expressing gratitude, "Thank you, Daoist brother, for your righteousness. Elder Dan Lie of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace is endlessly grateful," and then said, "Covered by the Blood River, if blood is seen beyond seven breaths without being cleared, the Blood River Curse will be triggered..."

"The cursed one will bleed ceaselessly, creating a blood demon outside the body with the same appearance and power as the original."

"The first touch by the blood demon will obtain the last twelve hours of memory from the original."

"After a day, the blood demon can have a second touch, this time gaining a month’s memory."

"After a month, it can touch for a third time, completely replacing the original, who will lose all memories, all causes and effects, and all power..."

"I previously struggled to prevent the blood demon’s formation, but now I can no longer stop it..."

"This curse has no solution, only delay."

Song Yan asked, "How did Daoist Friend Dan bleed for more than seven breaths?"

Elder Dan replied with a mental message, "I’m not sure, it just suddenly happened."

After saying that, he recalled something, exclaimed in realization, and then said, "That day it was raining heavily... In battle, I suffered some injuries, which never healed after they bled."

"Daoist brother, the Blood River Sect members are coming, you must be careful..."

"Dan Lie hasn’t asked for your name yet."

Song Yan didn’t answer, he thought for a moment, swiftly turned around, ready to flee.

Confronting members of the Blood River Sect? He wasn’t idle enough for that.

This Purple Cloud Heaven is vast, no need for a confrontation.

In the True Domain, he is divine.

Everyone followed him as he moved away.

At this time, from the soaring dragon tornado connecting the sky, appeared another void ship, nine black immortal cranes dragging a bronze divine flame void ship straight down from above, a person stood at the bow with black hair dancing and eyes severe...

For a moment, Song Yan seemed to see himself.

"You’re not allowed to impersonate Brother Song’s appearance!" In the True Domain, An Li shouted angrily.

Su Yao silently grasped her sword, raising her voice: "No matter how much you impersonate, you’re not him! You’re just a despicable, shameless person!"

Not just the two women, many Sword Palace cultivators loudly cursed in anger.

Song Yan immediately realized this person’s identity: this person was the one who had once replaced his name, that prodigious talent.

The Righteous Dao leader, proud in youth, cutting demons and vanquishing evil, establishing many great achievements, turned out to be fake, ultimately still just an old monster playing house, still dropping an important piece at a critical juncture.