Chapter 83 - Ji Yuan’s

Qiu Qianhai seemed to be having a dream, or perhaps it wasn’t a dream.Just as he was about to be killed by Blind Qin, he suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the house, and immediately after, the entire stone house was overturned by a giant sword.

Ji Yuan had arrived.

It seemed that every time he faced a near-death crisis, Ji Yuan would appear, and every time it was like a divine weapon descending from the heavens before him.

Whether it was during the storm that year or the last time with Old Dog Lin, it was the same.

But this time...

"You shouldn’t have come!"

Qiu Qianhai wanted to resist but was powerless to get up, and could only watch as Ji Yuan protected him from behind.

Holding his sword in one hand, Ji Yuan said without turning his head, "Whether I come or not, it’s up to me to decide."

Then Qiu Qianhai watched as he and Blind Qin engaged in battle.

The flying boat soared, the flying sword swept across, and the sounds of talismans exploding echoed.

Very soon.

Qiu Qianhai watched as Ji Yuan was knocked down into the Clear Wave Pool; after all, though Ji Yuan was strong, wasn’t Blind Qin equally formidable?

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Facing a battle between seventh-level and tenth-level Qi Cultivation, there was no suspense.

So Qiu Qianhai could only watch as Ji Yuan was repeatedly knocked into the water, yet each time he surged up again to shield him.

Blood spurted from his mouth continuously.

In no time, Ji Yuan’s body seemed like that of a fallen leaf in the wind, a lotus wrecked by the rain.

"Courting death!"

Blind Qin shouted angrily and casually threw out three talismans; in an instant, three giant swords fell from the sky.

A maddening surge of golden light emanated from Ji Yuan’s body, barely warding off the three giant swords, but he couldn’t repel Blind Qin’s flying sword magical artifact.

Dozens of tiny flying swords swept back and forth, instantly breaking through Ji Yuan’s protective golden light, and all the flying swords pierced into his chest.

Watching the suddenly stiffening form of Ji Yuan, four words surged in Qiu Qianhai’s mind.

"Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart!"

"Hiss—"

Blind Qin beckoned with his hand, retrieving all the flying swords, which finally merged into one, hovering once more by his side.

Ji Yuan lost all signs of life, his body leaning back, eventually falling next to Qiu Qianhai.

His chest was a mass of red, with blood oozing from his seven orifices; he was smiling, yet it seemed like he was crying, though his eyes were filled with bitterness and helplessness.

"Old... Old Qiu, I’m sorry."

Ji Yuan desperately forced a smile, "This time... This time I couldn’t... couldn’t save you..."

"Pff—"

Before Ji Yuan could finish his words, the flying sword slashed down once again.

Qiu Qianhai could only watch wide-eyed as Ji Yuan’s neck was severed by the flying sword, blood gushing out, splattering on the wall, but more so on Qiu Qianhai’s chest and cheeks.

The darkest moment.

Qiu Qianhai forgot what he was feeling; he only felt his mind was blank, yet filled with the image of Ji Yuan.

Injured and unconscious, he was saved by Ji Yuan; together they killed Liu Lai Zi, excavated Cold Iron Sand under the Clear Wave Pool, broke through at Jingde Square, and finally... Ji Yuan died before him...

A loud "boom—" resonated in Qiu Qianhai’s mind, a headache like an explosion.

He let out a muffled groan and passed out.

The gray fog figure looked at the finally unconscious Qiu Qianhai and let out a satisfied laugh.

He seemed to be laughing happily, but his laughter made Blind Qin uneasy.

"Se... Senior."

Blind Qin knelt respectfully on the ground and called out.

But the gray fog figure seemed not to hear him, casually summoning a skeleton from Blind Qin’s storage bag.

Looking at his own skeleton, he clicked his tongue and said, "Something even Golden Core Cultivators would fight over, yet you used it to scare some low-level demons, tsk tsk tsk, serves you right for being useless."

"Se..."

Blind Qin suddenly looked up, only to see the gray fog figure looking down at him, within the gray eyes, two green fires flickered and danced.

"Ah—"

As their eyes met, Blind Qin turned pale, his body leaned back, and finally, he fell sitting on the ground...

It was because, within those green fires, Blind Qin saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

He saw an entire city slaughtered, countless bodies piled in various parts of the city, and as the four city walls were built with blood, inside were countless human limbs...

The city walls were actually constructed from human corpses!

Looking at this hellish scene, Blind Qin was so frightened that he lost his composure, and in the end, unable to catch his breath, he just let out a muffled sound... and died.

He was after all the patriarch of the Qin Family, a tenth-level Qi Cultivator, and still the leader of the Yunyuze Alliance.

And yet he was scared to death just like that.

"Useless."

The gray fog figure sneered disdainfully at Blind Qin’s corpse, which unexpectedly burst into green flames, turning to ashes in an instant.

"Tsk, it’s still comfortable to rest in one’s own body."

The gray fog figure seemed to mutter to himself and walked into the black skeleton into which he fused, and in a moment, all the gray fog was absorbed by the black bones, and he let out a contented sigh.

He lifted his left hand and pinched the floating phalange in the air.

This phalange was actually the missing segment of his right index finger; he picked it up and gently placed it back, and instantly the skeleton was whole again, while the green fire in his eye sockets flickered intensely for a moment.

"Good wife, I hope by the time I return, you and my good apprentice are well."

The black skeleton said, looking around, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a grand undertaking Shang Court had to gather the geographical luck of Shang Mountain and Starfall River to form this Dragon Nurturing Land."