My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1408 - 512: Immortal Emperor Mei Xiao

Ten thousand arrows gathered.

Before Chen Sansi, a dazzling radiance burst forth, like the blazing sun, no longer able to be suppressed, crashing towards that void rift.

Wherever it passed, the Jiao Long cried out and vanished into smoke, and even the turbulent currents of space seemed to stabilize!

"Rumble——"

The blazing sun exploded.

Transforming into countless blazing meteors, pouring into the void rift like a torrential rainstorm.

The entire spatial node trembled violently as a result!

After the volleys of ten thousand arrows, Chen Sansi took out the Longdan Bright Silver Spear and the Taia Sword, preparing for a life-and-death battle.··

But a moment later, he saw that void rift close again.

The Jiao Long within the spatial node was completely suppressed by his Formation, and there were no more obstacles ahead.

Chen Sansi cautiously observed his surroundings, only confirming after a long while that there was no more danger.

After all, striking across space to take his life, that Immortal must also be subjected to many restrictions, otherwise, they could have employed much more sinister methods.

He did not pause, using the Blood Burning Technique, moving so fast he was untraceable by the naked eye, and in a blink, passed through the final turbulent space stream, arriving smoothly at the resplendent exit.

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Upper Realm.

Nanyuan Immortal Continent.

Dongling Road. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

This place was the border region of the Nanyuan Immortal Continent, remote, surrounded by mountains, with demons and devils emerging endlessly, one of the most dangerous areas in the entire continent.

In the deep mountains, by the clear pool of water, a man in white was sitting cross-legged by the shore, holding a fishing rod in hand, quietly waiting for something.

"Gurgle——"

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the originally calm pool suddenly began to boil.

The fishing rod in the man's hand also started to shake uncontrollably.

He hurriedly formed hand seals with both hands, channeling streams of spirit light through the fishing rod into the pool.

But it was all in vain.

"Bang!"

An explosion sounded from the bottom of the pond, sending waves several feet high, along with dead small fish and shrimps, splashing over him completely, drenching him like a drowned rat.

"Hmm?"

"Master?"

The young girl who had been picking flowers and breaking branches nearby immediately ran over when she heard the commotion, and upon seeing her master's sorry state, couldn't help but let out a laugh.

The man wiped the water from his face and let out a long sigh.

The young girl then asked seriously, "How was it? Couldn't find that person?"

Luo Yunshu shook his head, "Still a bit off, these cultivators from the lower realm, each is stronger than local Divinity Transformation levels, and this young man is much stronger."

"Let's wait a bit longer."

The young girl said, "After all, once he ascends, he will certainly come to the Upper Realm, and we will find him eventually."

"I have already..."

Luo Yunshu stopped halfway through his sentence, his gaze suddenly turning towards a mountain village a thousand miles away, brow slightly furrowed, and then his figure disappeared from where he stood.

In just an instant, he crossed the thousand miles with his disciple, arriving within the village.

It was midnight.

A waning moon, like a rusted sickle, hung on the dry old locust tree.

The densely inhabited Guniu Village now lay deathly silent like a desolate grave, covered in eerie white mist.

In mid-air, a barefoot woman in simple clothing walked on air, before her floated an ancient bronze lantern, its wick burning with a faint ghostly green.

Streams of gray-white gas flowed out from the villagers' houses, with each stream's end displaying a painful, twisted human face.

The woman slightly parted her lips, greedily inhaling these streams until a streak of golden light, like a blade, descended from the heavens.

Startled, she quickly evaded with magic, then looked at the suddenly appearing man in a white robe, squinting her eyes with anger, "Luo Yunshu?!"

"I'm just passing by, snacking on some mortal souls to satisfy my cravings, I'd advise you not to meddle."

"What a coincidence."

Luo Yunshu looked directly at her, speaking calmly, "I have a well-known hobby of meddling."

The woman's pupils lit up with ghostly light, sweeping over him, then she chuckled coldly, "You're wounded, from a battle with the Blood Demon not long ago, right? With such injuries, you might not be a match for me, are you sure you want to oppose me for these mortals and risk damaging your cultivation?"

"Thank you for your concern, Daoist."

Luo Yunshu said solemnly, "But I advise you, Daoist, to worry about your own safety first."

"Let's see how capable you are!"

The woman's piercing voice shattered the night sky, and with a flood of surging white mist, completely engulfed the world.

Luo Yunshu faced it calmly.

About half an incense stick later.

All the bizarre phenomena in heaven and earth vanished.

The village remained tranquil, as if nothing had ever happened.

The woman who fed on living souls had long vanished, leaving only Luo Yunshu in his white robe standing steadfast in the night breeze.

Yet compared to before, his face was noticeably paler.

"Master."

The girl, Tao Zhuohua, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Are you alright?"

"No big deal."

Luo Yunshu gestured for her not to approach, then took out an Array Plate from his storage bag and handed it over, "Set up the Formation, then hand the Token to the local sect, it can help the Dongling Road resist three demon invasions."

"Master?" Tao Zhuohua said in surprise, "Weren't you planning to dismantle this Formation to heal yourself..."

Luo Yunshu shook his head, "I can find other ways to heal, but if the sect and people here die, they cannot be revived."