Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1219: Acting Like Nothing Happened

Lei Ming slammed the door shut, gesturing at the half-scared driver before turning back to the car. Looking at the distressed Ying Luo, he asked, "This has nothing to do with you, right? Don't tell me you were tearing off the seal."

"No," 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Ying Luo shook her head in denial, though she seemed upset. "The direction of the Evil Spirit aligns with our people's path. I'm worried the cultivators might discover some clues, so I wanted to make things difficult for them."

"How could it be like this?"

Ye Fengsheng said nonchalantly.

Even Ying Luo, who proposed this idea, didn't expect Ye Fengsheng to agree so quickly. Initially, she just wanted to hear Ye Fengsheng's opinion. If Ye Fengsheng refused, it didn't matter.

But she didn't expect Ye Fengsheng to agree so quickly! Even after promising, he immediately pushed open the door to pull her along!

It wasn't until she floated into the air, the cold wind brushing past her ears, that she reacted to Ye Fengsheng's intense actions.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

She didn't speak, but Ye Fengsheng spoke first: "Yesterday I saved your life, and today you want to give it back?"

Ying Luo looked at Ye Fengsheng: "Is it useful for me to be afraid of dying now? Didn't you bring me here?"

Ye Fengsheng adamantly refused to admit it: "Didn't you say you wanted to see it?"

Ying Luo had no choice. Unlike Ye Fengsheng's conscience, she didn't want to save people, let alone fight against the Bone Spirit Eagle. She was concerned about her own race's problems, so she came to witness it.

The dark sky was filled with clouds; purple Evil Spirit engulfed the heavens, forming a chilling visage. In the hearts of the two people shuttling through the sky, the Imperial Spirit was shrouded in a white pressure, significantly slowing the Imperial Spirit's pace.

Under the same sky, Yu Tonghe's face was already taut. Corpses of many monks surrounded him, yet more were dying. Scattered limbs and a pool of thick blood covered the ground, nauseating like blood plasma. Even the surrounding plants were absorbing it.

Upon receiving the blood, traces of the three parts of blood faintly mirrored in the meridians, swaying in the wind.

The battle in the sky continued. More than ten cultivators circled around a green bone spirit sculpture about 5 meters wide and 8 meters long. Any kind of spirit couldn't be destroyed by wealth. But when it landed on the wings of a fierce beast, it couldn't even create a ripple. The surging energy seemed crushed on cotton, with no feedback.

In contrast, it's the green bone sculpture. The empty eye part had no pupils, but it could always find monks who could genuinely hurt it. After condensing a gusty wind visible to the naked eye, it tore through the sky, ripping the monk's body into pieces. It mixed with blood and fell from the sky.

How cruel!

"Cultivator Fish, what should we do?"

Yu Tonghe's arrival brought a glimmer of hope to these monks, perhaps mistakenly thinking that Kunlun had received the news and sent people to help them. However, Kunlun didn't know at all what was happening here. Only Ye Fengsheng had come.

"The green bone sculpture is hard to deal with. Three hundred years ago, our elders did their best to destroy it. However, if a skeleton is left behind, it can absorb ghost gas and regenerate itself. Therefore, our aim shouldn't be killing, but trying to seal it!"

"Seal?"

A shriveled cultivator beside him laughed bitterly, his eyes glancing around as a sense of sadness inexplicably rose.

It turned out that they wanted to surround these four white foxes, but one that should have been exhausted was missing. When they groped around looking for it, they accidentally ripped open the seal, and the fierce beast roared out of it. At the same time, it gave off a sharp meaning again.

Everyone was stunned by the inner magic power of this fierce beast. They fought desperately for half a day. Countless people died or were injured without even scratching its skin. Now waiting for the arrival of the Kunlun monks, it wasn't easy to want them to kill and compensate for the sect's losses. Yet the Kunlun monks said the fierce beast couldn't be killed. It could only be sealed.

Isn't this saying that all the work one person does is useless? The older deacon among the disciples died in vain.

How unwilling!

"Why didn't you tell us that Kunlun sealed such a dangerous beast?"

Dongfang Hong was straightforward, gazing hatefully and angrily at those amiable elders who turned cold at the gate.

I hated why the fierce beast wasn't as good as the eighteen layers of hell. I could only watch them die on the side because I wasn't strong enough. Now when discussing matters with Yu Tonghe, he seemed to find an outlet, venting all his anger.

Yu Tonghe didn't answer but counted the monks still fighting around him. He said, "Gather your strength, quickly restore your aura, and seal this fierce beast in one go. You mustn't die anymore!"

"What do you mean by that?"

A disciple from Mingliu Cave asked loudly.

Yu Tonghe took a deep breath: "Kunlun doesn't know, only I came in one day."

"What!?"

When people felt shocked and excited, it was unbelievable.

"Hasn't Kunlun heard of this fierce guy joining them yet?"

I'm afraid the fierce beast has already reached the Jiedan peak, only a step away from the first infant. What's the use of one person coming?

In the intricate mountains, the night wind blew. Even if all the great monks here were present at this moment, they would have a withered heart under a cold illusion.

In the sky, the massive green bone sculpture's body was filled with spirit. The strong wind stripped the decaying chicken wing skin to the extreme, creating an illusion that the body's flesh should be uprooted and peeled away together.

Just now, the dozen monks gathered around it were less than palm-sized. With another gust of wind, these monks all turned to ruins. The sudden fluctuation of spirit energy would attract the attention of the Bone Spirit Eagle's gaze.

It's a spiritual energy, a substance, bursting from Yu Tonghe's sleeve. A red and white column wave streaked across the sky, fiercely striking the body of the green bone spirit sculpture, dispersing the protective spirit around it, blasting open a transparent, penetrating wound that had already decayed to a hole in its skin.

No blood! No harm! Aside from some decaying feathers and spilled flesh, nothing happened, not even a pained wail!

At this point, the monks who had fought with him for a long time around and below showed expressions of despair.

Yu Tonghe's face remained unchanged. He had seen the appearance of the bone spirit green sculpture in the ancient books of that gate. He knew this fierce beast was born from a skeleton, with no real flesh around it. These decayed flesh and feathered wings were nearly useless. However, it had been sealed and bred for three hundred years. In essence, they were two green sculptures with spirit energy.

Following a successful attack, he struck ahead. When a visible protective spirit swirled around, his palm flashed with electric light, and thunder rang across the sky. Even the spirit didn't break for condensation was forced to show signs of disintegration.

Yu Tonghe didn't have the heart to continue entangling with the fierce beast, nor the interest in any unnecessary massive perplexity. But he couldn't fight. From the beginning, he saw it very clearly. Therefore, what he did was attract the Bone Spirit Eagle's attention so much that the fierce beast sealed for three hundred years hated himself and thought of him as the killing target. Only by doing so, could it be introduced into the sealing array.