Night Without End-Chapter 361 - 223 The Horror of Shuangshu Village [Two - s Combined]_3
Chapter 361: Chapter 223 The Horror of Shuangshu Village [Two Chapters Combined]_3
"Old immortal, it seems like he’s bleeding, why does he resemble a bloody kite?" Old Man Liu gazed from behind.
"Uncle Liu, look, the Fire Spring is glowing brighter again." Village Chief Xu Yueping said.
The Fire Spring gushed, flowing into the Fire Field outside the village, nourishing all the crops, all in a vivid red.
Old Man Liu said, "Last time, it was also due to his presence that our Fire Spring became more active, at this rate, it will soon become a Second Level Fire Spring."
"What an immortal indeed, I never thought I’d see someone who could fly in my lifetime!" Xu Yueping exclaimed in awe, filled with reverence as he watched in the direction Old Cao departed.
"But... the immortal is bleeding!" Yang Yongqing said with a trembling voice, filled with terror, looking at the night sky, realizing that the stories Old Man Liu told of the bloody kite were true.
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Cao Qianqiu fled through the air, but he constantly felt something pursuing him from behind, yet he couldn’t see it, nor touch it. It wasn’t until he traveled three thousand miles away that the unease in his heart started to fade.
At this point, his face grew somber, today’s injuries were even worse than the last time, he had truly broken his foot, if this were to spread, the old men on the same road would surely laugh to death!
"Ah, Senior Cao?!" someone exclaimed in shock.
In fact, Cao Qianqiu had long sensed someone in the distance.
His expression was indifferent, he pointed a finger, with a rumbling sound, a streak of blood light shot out, instantly, a Chunyang Consciousness Radiance exploded.
Clearly, that was also an expert, able to travel with Spirit Light, definitely a person of note, yet he was instantly killed.
His face remained indifferent, he was injured, didn’t want anyone to know.
Soon, he began to heal, his body entangled with an inexplicable breath, which annoyed him greatly, unable to remove it for now, though he looked as if he had recovered on the outside.
At this moment, he pulled out the rusty long spear, gripping it in his hand, it was only at this moment that a slight smile appeared.
The value of this spear was priceless!
However, thinking of that territory, his face turned displeased, the various experiences made him angry, frustrated, eager to return and fight again.
Cao Qianqiu collected his thoughts, becoming cold and firm again, with his long sleeves no longer tattered, Pure Yang Light shone through his body.
When he set out again, he was like a bloody Fierce Sun crossing the sky, illuminating everything, heading straight towards Kunling City twenty thousand miles away.
"Hiss, Cao Qianqiu reappears, he’s back from Black and White Mountain, this time so high-profile, did he avenge himself?!"
Along the way, as he passed through several cities, he made no effort to conceal, soaring across the sky, shaking the vast night sky, the dense Night Fog churned violently, being burned away.
In a moment, a bloody Fierce Sun hung high, lighting up this path.
However, as he passed over a desert, his Consciousness Spiritual Light suddenly extinguished, and Old Cao plummeted, crashing onto the ground.
With a thud, a huge crater appeared.
Cao Qianqiu was instantly enraged, how could he fall mid-air? This should never happen to a Pure Yang Spirit Body.
"Is it because of the desert? Even so, it shouldn’t be like this!" he thrust the rusty long spear into the ground.
However, in the end, he staggered out of the desert, his face as serious as water, countless bizarre scenes appeared in his Spirit Light, eroding his mind.
It wasn’t until he ran on the ground for over a thousand miles that he escaped this state.
Cao Qianqiu resumed his journey, still using Consciousness Spiritual Light to break through the night sky.
After flying for another thousand miles, he suddenly plummeted into a pitch-black abyss, feeling as though he had fallen into an ice cave, the chill piercing to his bones.
In a place like this, even he felt a bit apprehensive.
Ultimately, he was grabbed by a phantasmal skeletal claw, losing a piece of Pure Yang Blood and Flesh.
"What happened? That was Cao Qianqiu on the move, his Consciousness Spiritual Light unexpectedly ’extinguished’ several times along the way, mysteriously vanishing, is there an issue?"
Along the way, naturally, many people paid attention to him, gathering news, and were shocked to discover that Old Cao had ’fallen’ before, nearly having an accident in some special places.
Cao Qianqiu was furious, as if cursed by misfortune, he fell five times in a row, each time more severe than the last, encountering unspeakable things, with his life in jeopardy.
When he was very young, his master had once said, when traveling in the Yewu World, no matter how high your cultivation, even if you have achieved Creation of Skill, you mustn’t be high-profile, or something will definitely go wrong.
Cao Qianqiu had always remembered his master’s teachings, yet when he reached the pinnacle, he thought nothing could threaten him anymore, as long as he didn’t venture into special places, and entering the depths of Yewu World, the endless night beneath was already his to traverse.
However, today he was taught time and again, making him think of his master again.
The old man’s road expansion of those years ultimately ended with his soul returning to the Night Fog, dying inexplicably.
Cao Qianqiu still didn’t believe in danger, he set off again, in front of him, the night fog was vast, it was an ordinary place, yet today it sent chills down his spine.
In the night fog, an old wooden cabin stood quietly, deathly silent, lying there, causing him to plummet, inexplicably wrapped in eerie mist, dragged into the house.
"Too much bullying!"
Cao Qianqiu was enraged, the incidents of falling he experienced that day were more than in his lifetime, and he was frequently caught in inexplicable crises.
Inside the old wooden cabin, the noise was intense, ultimately Cao Qianqiu tore open the doors and windows with the rusty long spear, rushing out, Pure Yang Blood continuously flowing.
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