Infinite Professions

Chapter 297 - 159: Downfall

Infinite Professions

Chapter 297 - 159: Downfall

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Chapter 297: Chapter 159: Downfall

"Huh!?"

In an instant of shocking change, a frightened mind, faced with the sudden attack of the Demon-slaying Sword, the young Daoist immediately swung out the horsetail whisk, but was still a step too slow, his strength insufficient, and the cyan silk of the whisk turned to ashes in a moment.

Within the dust and ashes, the Absolute Sword pierced through the void, carrying unparalleled sharpness, striking the Daoist’s body, instantly breaking through the protective True Essence and Dao Protection Technique, piercing the black and white Dao robe.

"Profound Yin Returning Spirit Great Method!"

With the protective method broken, the Demon-slaying Sword pressing for life, in the blink of an eye between life and death, the young Daoist finally summoned True Power, his hands pressed against his chest, Yin and Yang Qi transforming, black and white light flowing together, it was the Daoist Mother Profound Yin Skill, the Method of All Spirits Unifying.

Both hands in front, seemingly pressed in vain, but actually exhausting all his skills, veins bulging on the forehead and temples, beneath the Dao robe more so, the airflow rolling, even a terrifying mutation stirring within the flesh.

But he couldn’t care, couldn’t care at all, his hands pressed firmly on his chest, the Yin and Yang Qi transformed into black and white fish rapidly rotating, using the Tai Chi momentum to brace the sword light, that sword light which had already pierced his body.

But unexpectedly...

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish!"

Amidst Yin and Yang, within black and white, the sharpness of the Absolute Sword rapidly spun, like a thunderbolt drill, suddenly thunder ran away in shock, water and fire flowed together, dragon and tiger converged, Yin and Yang extremely refined, from life to extinction, from extinction to creation.

The young Daoist had already exerted all his skills, the Profound Yin Technique had been pushed to its limit, but still couldn’t withstand the rapidly spinning lightning of the Demon-slaying Sword, the Profound Yin Technique, Tai Chi Yin and Yang, were broken through by the Darklight sharpness with the same logic, but higher realm.

"Puh!!!"

Finally, a dull sound, Yin and Yang Qi shattered, black and white fish turned to ashes, furthermore a mournful blood light erupted, it was the sword’s sharpness piercing through the body.

"!!!!!!!!"

The young Daoist leaned back and retreated, his clothing exploded in an instant, blood gushed from his chest, spurting out with staggering steps.

All this seemed long spoken, but actually happened in a flash.

Not to mention Teng Manyun and others, even the seven-tier Evil God’s Apostle couldn’t react from this shocking change, only feeling the sword light flash, blood light erupt, the respected sect disciple in the Ten Thousand Mothers Sect, Qia Zhenzi was heavily injured and retreated.

What happened?

No one knew.

Only Qia Zhenzi...

"Sacrificial... Demon-slaying Sword!?"

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!"

Words of doubt, words of resentment, all boomed away, Qia Zhenzi screamed miserably, the sword wound within exploded, shattering the flesh in an instant, the Primordial Spirit couldn’t survive either, all turned to flying ashes, becoming a soul under the sword, a sacrifice for the Demon-slaying Sword.

"True Monarch!?"

Those present awakened, several Evil God’s Apostles stared in shock, only to see a figure, arriving unknown when, standing in the field, dressed in cyan like jade, serene and quiet, the Dao body like a peak, the world ethereal.

It was...

"Go!!!"

Their eyes contracted, they reacted immediately, figures scattering instantly, fleeing in all directions.

Who was this person?

They didn’t know!

But Qia Zhenzi’s death was clear.

As a disciple of the "Profound Yin Daoist Immortal", Qia Zhenzi had extraordinary strength, his cultivation had reached tier eight of the Immortal Dao, the Returning Void Realm, and as an Evil Professional, he possessed the "Profound Yin Daoist Cultivator" profession created by that Daoist Immortal, even against a tier nine powerhouse, he could strive a bit.

But now, he met a tragic defeat, killed by this person with a single sword.

What terrifying power was this?

Moreover, the space in Tianbei City had been sealed by the Power of Ten Thousand Dimensions, with the Mechanical Giant City isolating inside and out, how could he open the portal, traverse the void and come?

Could he have means to counter the "Power of Ten Thousand Dimensions"?

They still didn’t know.

But at the moment, knowing or not knowing was irrelevant.

Only one thing was urgent, absolutely must not follow in Qia Zhenzi’s footsteps!

Therefore...

Escape, escape, escape!

The Evil God’s Apostles, instantly became like dogs without a home, like the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, resorting to various means.

For a moment, figures flew, truth mingled with falsehood, falsehood with truth, fleeing at astonishing speed toward the skies and the earth.

It must be said, many have invested heavily in fleeing for their lives, these Evil God’s Apostles were no exception, countless survival methods, exceedingly strong life-preserving power.

Alas...

The comer stood unmoving, only his garments fluttered.

Afterwards, knife light and sword brilliance, crisscrossed and emerged.

The Special Bureau behind only felt a moment of confusion in their vision, knife light and sword brilliance crisscrossed and emerged, even transformed into two figures, one in black clothes blazing like wildfire, raising a frenzied knife light, the other in white clothes ethereal like the cold moon shining at night, evoking a chilling sword radiance.

One knife, one sword, one black, one white, one life, one death, one Immortal, one Demon.

In a moment, wildfire passed through, cold moon shone away.

Knife light and sword brilliance, distorted space, four figures, accordingly frozen.

Ultimately...

"Bang!!!"

A loud noise, phantom shattered completely, entities suffered a murder calamity, several fleeing Evil God’s Apostles stagnated in the void, passed by the knife light and sword brilliance, mournful blood light erupted, then annihilated in an instant, turned to ashes and disappeared.

Just a moment.

Several Apostles, tier seven powerhouses, all dead.

Knife and sword sharpness fully restrained, Immortal and Demon figures vanished, only one stood with hands behind his back, garments fluttering in the wind.

"..."

"..."

"..."

In a moment, silence everywhere, surrounding war fire clamorous, needle falling could be heard here.

That person did not speak, brushed his sleeve, stepped away, shrunk inches, gradually distant.

"This..."

Seeing this, people awakened, but still had a sense of post-disaster daze, feeling everything seemed real yet false, substantial yet void.

No way, the reversal of the situation was too fast.

"Dad!"

Finally, Teng Manyun exclaimed, supporting the blood-stained Teng Qinglong: "How are you?"

"No, no problem!"

Even though he was covered in blood and his injuries were severe, he still had enough strength to speak and kept staring in the direction the person had left: "Was it... him?"

The words carried a tone of doubt and intrigue.

Just now, the scene of swords and shadows seemed somewhat familiar.

It felt like, it felt like...

"Was it him?"

Teng Manyun was stunned: "Who is he?"

"No, I don’t know!"

Teng Qinglong panted, eyes filled with suspicion but didn’t reveal anything.

"Now’s not the time to discuss this."

Shen Hex also propped himself up, drawing everyone’s attention back: "Let’s get out of here quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Everyone woke up from their daze as well. Teng Manyun hoisted Teng Qinglong, and the rest helped the wounded, with Zhong Qin and Shen Qingyue closely following Shen Hex, the group hurriedly left the place.

Soon, they arrived at the farm.

"This place is..."

Looking at the farm disguised by an illusion array, looking like ruins, everyone was once again bewildered.

"Let’s go!"

Shen Hex said no more, leading everyone inside, passing through the illusion array.

An array gate is still a gate. Affected by the power of the Master of All Realms, many arrays within Tianbei City had lost their effectiveness.

But Shen Hex’s farm had already been turned into a Cultivation Land by him, its concealment effect was a professional function of the Hidden Cultivator, and the illusion array was merely icing on the cake, dispensable.

Moreover, unlike trapping arrays or killing arrays, even though there was an array gate, in reality, it was more like a passage without the concept of switches. As long as one knew how to walk, one could pass through, so Shen Hex wasn’t like others, having a door they couldn’t open, a home they couldn’t return to.

Under his lead, the group traversed the illusion array, soon finding a place with clear mountains and water, and... a vast number of pig heads scattered everywhere.

"This..."

Zhong Qin turned her head, her expression indescribably strange, and behind her, Teng Manyun and members of the Special Bureau also looked bewildered.

"This place is relatively concealed, and with the person just now drawing attention, there shouldn’t be any danger for a short time."

Shen Hex turned back to the group and said: "Take this time to rest; this matter likely won’t end simply."

Hearing this, everyone felt relieved, and some with relatively low cultivation directly collapsed.

Teng Manyun also helped Teng Qinglong sit down, circulating his True Yuan to heal him.

It must be said, martial artists are indeed tough. Teng Qinglong, with Tier Six Cultivation, took a hit from the Tier Eight Qia Zhenzi and didn’t explode on the spot.

Of course, this was also related to Qia Zhenzi not using full strength, simply treating him like a fly to swat. Otherwise, with the difference in realms, Teng Qinglong’s Martial Body, no matter how strong, couldn’t withstand it.

The group rested on the spot, and Shen Hex also sat down, activating his Inner Yuan to heal his injuries.

He was currently only at Golden Core Cultivation. Although with the Dao Foundation and the Celestial Traveler Power, he could contend with ordinary Seven Tribulation Evil Cultivators, he was still inadequate against a Tier Eight powerhouse like Qia Zhenzi, suffering serious injuries from a single strike.

Fortunately, the portal opened in time, and the avatar managed to save the situation.

Hmm... it wasn’t really that timely.

Though in the final moment, the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms opened, allowing his Dream Butterfly Body in the Taiyuan Realm to traverse and save the scene, the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms didn’t persist, shattering right after the avatar crossed.

This wasn’t just due to the Evil God’s Divine Power but also his own reason.

Professional Power, on the surface, may seem like some "skills," but in reality, it isn’t fixed numbers. Using it isn’t like executing skills in a game with fixed effects.

It’s controllable; the effect entirely depends on the Professional’s performance.

Take the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms, for example. Normally, it would be built as a teleportation gate that could exist for some time, but you don’t necessarily have to build a longstanding teleportation gate; it can also exist briefly or even vanish instantly.

How exactly, all depends on your output!

What output?

Of course, experience!

Earlier, in the crisis, Shen Hex exhausted the remaining experience of the Transmigrator, at the cost of several times more consumption, only managing to open the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms to summon the avatar when Qia Zhenzi was about to kill.

After all, reality isn’t a movie, where there are so many critical moments, unexpected turns?

They’re all the results of human intervention.

This also resulted in a problem.

The existing Professional Experience of the Transmigrator, after forcefully opening this Gate of Ten Thousand Realms, was nearly depleted.

These remaining experiences would evidently be insufficient to support him in reopening the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms under the blockade of the Evil God’s Divine Power.

So, what to do?

The Gate of Ten Thousand Realms can’t be reopened; the Taiyuan Realm without him, the Daoist Lord, to maintain development with Professional Power, will inevitably cause chaos over time.

And this is just a minor issue. Now that both his true self and avatar are in the main world, and Tianbei City is sealed by the Evil God’s Divine Power, seeming to brew some earth-shattering conspiracy, if he can’t break through, then he is doomed.

So, what to do?

No choice but to use force to break through!

Shen Hex took a deep breath, entering the Celestial Human Realm, healing himself, and wholly focused on maneuvering his Dream Butterfly Body.

This was his biggest reliance on breaking through, even possibly his only hope.

Can he succeed?

He didn’t know, as the situation remains unclear.

But he had considerable confidence.

After all, this is Yunlan Star, Yunlan Star with the highest combat power being no more than Tier Nine.

A clever housewife can’t cook without rice. Given the realistic limitations, regardless of how grand the Evil God Sect’s plot is, it could at most break from Tier Nine to Tier Ten.

As long as they don’t succeed, there is hope to break through.

After all, his Dream Butterfly Body...

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