bookrandom Chapter 106 Thanks to you
Chapter 106 Thanks to you
Chen An was dressed in a gold-threaded robe, which could at least shield him from the flames, but his nose and face had long been red from the heat.
She maintained the formation with her left hand and brandished her sword with her right, unable to find the time to break the stalemate.
As strength continues to wane, even the strongest will cannot stem the tide of decline.
The spherical formation cracked open under the repeated impacts.
Chen An tried to convince himself that he could hold on, but lies can fool others, but they can't fool himself.
There were still living creatures inside the keel.
There were nearly ten people in black iron and gold armor, which was certainly not enough, as there were still more than a hundred demonic cultivators.
She gritted her teeth and made her decision.
Dozens of demonic cultivators who had reached the mid-stage of the Meridian Opening realm emerged from the sea of fire. They looked terrified, but had no choice but to carry out Chen An's orders.
The moment it landed, water-based techniques surged forth, extinguishing the flames within a radius of tens of meters.
Before they could even use their second move, they were engulfed by the rocks and flames once again.
Chen An frowned slightly and summoned ten more cultivators who were also at the mid-stage of the Meridian Opening realm.
They clasped their hands together and, upon landing, forcefully pushed against Chen An's barrier.
A dizzying sensation followed, and Chen An was forced to retreat nearly a hundred meters. Unfortunately, these people's final destination was also a sea of fire.
Seeing that this method worked, Chen An summoned the Xuan Tie Golden Armor Man.
The people in the Xuan Tie Jin Jia (玄铁金甲) are at the Core Formation stage, possessing higher cultivation levels and techniques, and are more obedient. This is why Chen An didn't use them at first.
A towering red light slowly engulfed the golden armor, and blazing flames burned the dummy made of black iron.
The molten iron flowed continuously onto the ground, and after dripping, the land was irrigated and lost its vitality.
After three attempts, victory is within reach. Just one more time, and Chen An will be able to stop the flames and sand there.
But fate had other plans. Her yearning gaze was fixed on the mostly melted golden-armored man. They approached step by step, but finally stopped three meters away.
Chen An felt it was a great pity. She had studied many methods to improve the rank of the Xuan Tie Jin Jia human, but all of them ended in failure. But who knew she would definitely not succeed?
The fire was still spreading, and she whispered, "There's no difference between a demonic cultivator dying in a sea of fire and dying on the battlefield." It was as if she was trying to convince herself.
Ten cultivators who had reached the Great Perfection of Core Formation sacrificed their lives to send Chen An on his final journey.
She stared into those desperate eyes and a strange thought occurred to her: were these monsters who ate people and drank blood in order to cultivate just like everyone else?
Having not used her mind-reading ability for a long time, she had accumulated countless repetitions. She caught a glimpse of the person in the very center, whose expression was somewhat unusual.
While others were filled with despair or pain, only the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. It wasn't true happiness, but rather an emotion welling up from the bottom of his heart.
As the force surged forward, causing the world to spin, a little girl, smiling, stared at the person in front of her and affectionately called out, "Daddy."
The little girl's features became blurry, but her smile remained, merging with that of the man.
She couldn't help but curse herself: "Sacrificing the Xuan Tie Golden Armor Man to save the lives of these demonic cultivators is the stupidest decision in the world."
After stopping in a safe place, Chen An felt very ashamed.
She knew the demonic cultivator's character better than anyone, yet until just now, she was still lamenting her own cruelty.
"Come on."
A tabby cat emerged from behind the barrier and bumped into Chen An's arms, looking quite aggrieved.
With her hands free, she used two new formations in succession: an ice-based defensive barrier and a wind-based speed formation.
In less than ten breaths, he was completely out of danger.
Fugui was warm in my arms, and finally looked like a kitten again.
Chen An was not happy for long when Fu Gui slipped out of her embrace and disappeared into thin air.
The flying fish crocodile that was crouching nearby also disappeared along with its older brother.
Xi Le stared blankly at Chen An, her eyes filled with admiration. The person who had saved her had actually escaped from the clutches of a Nascent Soul cultivator; he was incredibly powerful.
Chen An patted Xi Le's head and said, "Just say it if you want to praise me, I love to hear it."
"You're amazing." Xile stammered out four words, and seeing that Chen An was still looking at her, she continued, "The most amazing person I know."
Chen An patted her on the back and shook his head with a smile: "You are the most capable person I have ever met."
"Why?" Xile's eyes were bright, and the warm light from the reddish sky shone on her, giving her a unique sense of resilience.
Chen An smiled and said, "I'm not sure. Maybe it's because you've been through so much and are still willing to live well, radiating vitality."
What is vitality?
Chen An brushed away the burn marks on his face, straightened his clothes, and said seriously, "It's not important. Time is of the essence. Go help."
Xile smiled and nodded, following behind Chen An. The newly recruited demonic cultivators also hurriedly followed.
After walking about a hundred meters, the group immediately realized something was wrong.
The birdsong traveled across thousands of mountains, stirring up ripples in the deep night.
A flash of cold light appeared, but it lightly brushed past the group without harming them in the slightest.
Chen An shielded Xi Le behind him, cautiously observing his surroundings, never before sensing such a terrifying killing intent.
She scanned the entire mountain forest with her spiritual power and discovered that five or six Nascent Soul stage cultivators were rapidly retreating, including Shen Ya.
Turning to look at the Tianyuan Sect, the disciples, brimming with murderous intent, had already torn open a gap.
Chen An guessed something about how the situation could be salvaged.
She handed a golden fan to Xile, gripped her ebony sword, and charged headlong into the hastily retreating demonic cultivators.
Any demonic cultivator who fell into her hands and refused to comply after being questioned once was immediately killed and displayed to the public by her.
In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the demonic cultivators who had been attacking all night ended in failure, and Chen An took the opportunity to recruit three thousand demonic cultivators.
"Let's go, it's time to say goodbye to Xu Wuhen."
Xile didn't understand, but she was willing to listen to Chen An's ideas.
"Are you talking about me?"
The two turned around at the same time, and Xu Wuhen was standing less than half a meter away from Chen An.
Chen An looked up and beamed as she looked at the nearly 1.9-meter-tall man.
As one of the top experts in the cultivation world, Xu Wuheng's body was that of a young man, which was a great worry for him. Now that Chen An had cured him, no matter how bad Chen An's character was, he would definitely help her once or twice.
In a daze, her eyes followed the hand waving in front of her as it moved left and right.
Slapping away the hand in front of him, Chen An clasped his hands together and said with a serious expression, "Congratulations, Sect Leader Xu. It is truly a joyous occasion that your foundation has been restored."
Xu Wuhen nodded, "It's just a pity that it was exchanged for the lives of thousands of disciples of the sect."
Chen An slowly shifted his gaze, looking at the sea of fire behind him, and said, "Sect Leader, please put out the fire quickly, or it will burn down to Tianyuan Sect."
Xu Wuhen turned to look at the rapidly approaching flames, waved his hand, and a piece of ice blocked his eyes. After a moment, he said in a low voice, "I was able to repair my foundation thanks to you."
When Chen An didn't respond, she turned around and found the space behind her empty, without a trace of him.
Elder Qingyu rushed over from afar and saw that Xu Wuhen, the sect leader, had one hand suspended in the air, staring blankly at the spot. She sighed, "Young man, you're just not good at doing things. You always make people uneasy. I have to do it myself."
The torrential rain poured down, and Xu Wu wiped the water mist from his face without leaving a trace. He glanced at Elder Qingyu and then began to concentrate on putting out the fire.