Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 737: He Will Die Soon

Silently, there was not even a ripple of Immortal Power.

Neither the Elders of the Snow Spirit Sect outside nor the guard disciples here reacted at all; obviously, they hadn't noticed it.

Although he was not familiar with the Wood Spirit Race of the Jisheng Sect.

Sect Leader Jiang didn't need to guess to know what these people were here for.

Having been here comfortably, already connected to the Immortal Crystal Vein, he didn't want to move.

Seeing as these people were already within a hundred zhang kill range, he originally planned to sweep them away with a single stroke of his Immortal Soul.

But in a moment's thought, he changed his mind.

With Han Ling looking down on him, he had to reclaim his dignity.

"Do you believe that in no time at all, you'll be calling me the Handsome Guy of the Immortal World?"

To this, Han Ling sneered.

"Young and handsome? Old Mountain God, you're already quite old, stop daydreaming."

Though she had a kind heart, her words were straightforward, even a bit sharp-tongued.

She was completely unaware that this 'Old Mountain God' was a King Bi who loved to be flattered.

"Hehe, that's your word."

Brother Cheng intentionally did not remind her, watching as those experts of the Wood Spirit Race gradually penetrated inside.

This time, from the Jisheng Sect, Sect Leader Pu Feng along with seven Immortal King level Elders, and over thirty Ninth-grade Immortal Venerable Elders, all set out together.

It was a top-notch lineup, determined to win.

After all, this was the back mountain of the Snow Spirit Sect, the headquarters on the opposite side, and they didn't intend to act high-profile.

They only intended to 'steal' the mountain quietly.

The infiltration step was currently going smoothly.

A moment later, these people had penetrated within ten zhang.

Only then did they suddenly burst forth!

From beneath the snow, more than forty experts of the Wood Spirit Race suddenly appeared as if by magic.

The dozen or so Snow Spirit Race disciples responsible for guarding here hadn't reacted before they were all subdued.

"Jisheng Sect!"

Upon seeing these people, Han Ling and the others recognized them.

Immediately they were both shocked and furious.

"Oh no, there's also Pu Feng!"

"What do you want to do?"

Pu Feng and the others skillfully sealed their Immortal Power and Immortal Souls.

Then they destroyed all their communication Immortal Artifacts.

Temporarily blocking their route to inform the higher-ups of the Sect.

Only then did he coldly smile, "You're asking what we want to do?"

"Of course, to take away this Nine-Colored Celestial Crystal Mountain that doesn't belong to your Snow Spirit Sect."

As soon as these words fell, the restrained Snow Spirit Sect disciples were all extremely furious.

One disciple shouted, "This Nine-Colored Celestial Crystal Mountain was discovered by our Snow Spirit Sect first! According to the rules of the Cultivation Realm, unclaimed treasures belong to the first person who discovered them!"

Crack!

A Jisheng Sect Elder impatiently gave a slap.

Sending that disciple flying like snowflakes, significantly weakening his vitality.

"Who plays by those rules with you?"

"Treasures belong to the strong; if you can't guard them, it's your incompetence!"

The other Jisheng Sect Elders also laughed heartily.

"Alright, alright!"

Pu Feng, while closely watching the Treasure Mountain in front of him, waved his hand: "Don't kill them."

He was not being merciful.

But if these disciples were killed, the life tokens of the Snow Spirit Sect would shatter, immediately revealing the abnormality.

"Then how should we deal with this group of people?"

Pu Feng touched his chin, pondered for a moment, then coldly smiled, "Simple, take them all back to the Jisheng Sect. In the future, we can force the Snow Spirit Sect to pay a ransom."

Whether it was Han Ling or the other disciples, being sent to guard such an important Treasure Mountain obviously meant they were among the talented disciples of the sect.

Pu Feng obviously did not intend to let them off easily.

"Haha, Sect Leader is wise!"

"With this move, the Snow Spirit Sect is wholly within our grasp!"

In utter despair, the disciples of the Snow Spirit Sect cursed loudly.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

"You'll get your retribution!"

Even Han Ling joined in.

It's all she could do now.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

She could only watch helplessly as the enemies of the sect approached the Nine-Colored Celestial Crystal Mountain.

The outcome seemed unchangeable when suddenly Brother Cheng's laughter echoed in her Sea of Souls.

"Haha, how about it, need me to rescue you?"

His words left Han Ling utterly stunned.

She didn't believe Brother Cheng could save them.

After all, the Jisheng Sect had been the mortal enemy of the Snow Spirit Sect for billions of years.

This time, they had deployed as many as eight Immortal King level experts.

With such a lineup, unless the entire upper echelon of the Snow Spirit Sect came out, taking advantage of the sect's home-ground advantage on Changhan Island, there was no guarantee of victory.

How could a Nine-Colored Celestial Crystal Mountain God, who 'couldn't even protect himself,' possibly withstand it?

If he could resist, he wouldn't have been moved over by the Snow Spirit Sect in the first place, right?

Brother Cheng, seeing that she was unresponsive, also guessed what she was thinking.

"It seems you have no faith in me."

His laughter carried a thick sense of mockery: "Do you see the Willow Tree Spirit closest to the Celestial Crystal Mountain?"

Of course, Han Ling saw it.

Not only did she see it, she even knew who it was.

That person was a genius Elder from the Jisheng Sect, ranked first in the previous generation of True Inheritors, whose power had reached the Immortal King First Layer.

With extraordinary opportunities, his combat power was far stronger than ordinary Immortal King First Layer.

"He will soon die, do you believe that?"

Believe you? Ridiculous.

An Immortal King genius like that, even if the Sect Leader of the Snow Spirit Sect came personally, could only guarantee a defeat, not a kill.

Han Ling, of course, did not believe it.

Unfortunately, now her Divine Soul and Immortal Power were sealed, even secretly transmitting sound was impossible, so she could say nothing.

And at that very moment, the Immortal King of the First Layer, who was in perfect state, suddenly fell down.

Without any warning, let alone a fight, there wasn't even a single ripple of Immortal Power.

"What's going on?"

"Liu Xi!"

The group of Jisheng Sect experts, who were complacent and ready to move the mountain, rushed forward to investigate.

Following this, their expressions changed dramatically.

"He's dead!"

"Liu Xi was killed!"

"What?"

Pu Feng rushed over and carefully checked again, but the result didn't change at all.

The number one genius of their Jisheng Sect had died inexplicably like this.

Moreover, he couldn't perceive how he had died.

Except for the mysterious extinction of the Immortal Soul, there were no wounds on Liu Xi's body.

This change left them both furious and frightened.

Could it be that this was a trap?

"Han Rong! Come out!"

They thought it was done secretly by the Sect Leader of the Snow Spirit Sect.

They quickly summoned their Immortal Artifacts, forming arrays while searching all around with their Immortal Souls for signs of the enemy.

"Han Zhuo, I know you're ambushed nearby, come out!"

"What, dare to do but not admit it?"

"We've already seen you, what's the point of hiding?"

After bustling for half a day, there was no movement around.

No one was hiding nearby, nor was there an ambush.