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Strangers
墨書 Inktalez
the Jin Imperial City outside, in the depths of the Stone Forest, the atmosphere is tense and oppressive.
A group of mysterious black-clothed figures can be seen, closely chasing an old man and a boy of about eight or nine years old, as if they were ghosts.
These black-clad figures were tightly wrapped in black robes, making it impossible to see their figures and faces clearly. However, the powerful aura emanating from them conveyed a chilling intent to kill.
Relentlessly pursuing the two figures fleeing ahead, they continuously channeled their spiritual energy, seemingly moving instantaneously, and in the blink of an eye, they crossed tens of meters.
Watching the black-clothed figure behind him about to catch up, Zhou Chulin immediately turned around without hesitation, stopped in his tracks, and quickly turned back, clenching one fist while rapidly drawing out strange runes with his other hand.
As he moved, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from him, as if a golden sun had descended upon humankind.
Finally, when he quietly recited an ancient spell - "An army arrayed, all demons retreat." - a dazzling light suddenly flashed in his hand, followed by the rise of a huge golden barrier.
This golden barrier, like an indestructible city wall, blocked the path of the black-clothed people behind. The residual waves generated by the barrier violently shook the black-clothed people, causing them to retreat dozens of yards, unable to move forward for a while.
Seeing the success of creating distance from the enemy, Zhou Chulin dared not delay for a moment. He quickly picked up the child beside him and continued to exert all his spiritual power, rushing forward at full speed.
His figure shuttled through the Stone Forest like lightning, with a speed that was astonishing.
"Mó'er, you must remember what your grandfather told you! No matter what, you must find a way to reach the Zhou family in the imperial city! This is extremely important, you must not forget it!"
Zhou Chulin was heavily injured, his once magnificent robe now tattered and in ruins; however, in stark contrast, the child standing beside him was dressed neatly and spotlessly clean, indicating how carefully Zhou Chulin had protected the child throughout their escape.
"Cough, cough..." Zhou Chulin endured the intense pain, once again struggling to mobilize the little remaining spiritual power in his body, attempting to alleviate the injuries. However, this was akin to a desperate measure, as with each effort to channel his spiritual power, his wounds worsened, and a surge of blood suddenly gushed out from his chest.
Seeing Zhou Chulin wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth and still manage to smile as if nothing had happened, Zhou Mo felt increasingly anxious and distressed in his young heart.
"Grandpa, please don't push yourself any further! You'll only get more hurt this way! Sob...”
Zhou Mo watched Zhou Chulin clutching his chest in agony, continuously coughing up blood. Tears of distress surged like a bursting dam. He couldn't believe that his once formidable and invincible grandpa would end up in such dire straits today.
State of Jin has always revered martial arts, and the Zhou family, as a thousand-year-old family in this country, has regarded martial strength as the standard. Although the Zhou family is not the direct descendant and cannot obtain the complete "Yunmen Scripture", they can still dominate in other small areas with just a small part of the scripture.
However, who would have thought that this half of the "Yunmen Scripture" would attract a group of unscrupulous people's covetousness.
They were originally just ordinary wealthy people living in the remote and quiet border areas of the State of Jin. Because they have the blood of the Zhou family flowing in their bodies and have been found to have a trace of spiritual energy in their bloodline test, they have the potential to embark on the path of cultivating immortality. Only then were they fortunate enough to receive some of the cultivation techniques imparted by the elders of the Zhou family during their travels.
However, compared to the authentic Zhou family's orthodox inheritance, these techniques are nothing more than imitations of the "Yunmen Scripture."
Surprisingly, they met their untimely demise on this journey before even setting foot in the royal city of Jin. Ultimately, the root cause of all this tragedy lies in the half-replica of the "Yunmen Scripture" they carried with them.
It is said that this "Yunmen Scripture" was left behind by the ancestor of the Zhou family—the great being who attained enlightenment and ascended, containing some insights and blessings of the laws of the heavens and the earth.
After being repelled by Zhou Chulin, the group of black-clothed people behind did not give up, but quickly adjusted their state, once again activating their spiritual power within them, rushing towards the two ancestors like surging waves.
At the same time, they kept shouting arrogantly, "You and your grandson are doomed today! If you know what's good for you, hand over the half-replicated Yunmen Scripture, and maybe we'll spare your lives. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Facing the enemy's threat, Zhou Chulin showed no fear. He tightly held Zhou Mo's hand and rushed forward, not daring to slack off in the slightest. He knew that if he stopped using his spiritual power, he would likely be immediately surrounded by the enemy.
"Hmph! You ignorant little brat, if you have the guts, take off your black robe first and let me see who you really are! Then you can die with peace of mind!" Zhou Chulin shouted angrily at the black-clothed figure behind him.
At this moment, three or four hours had already passed. Although Zhou Mo was still young, only eight or nine years old, he knew that they were facing a great disaster and there might be a life-and-death crisis.
"Mo'er, don't be afraid! Even if Grandpa has to use up every last bit of strength, he will protect you and ensure your safe arrival at Jincheng Imperial City. By then, our Zhou family elders will be there to receive you, and those villains won't dare to cause any trouble!"
Zhou Chulin was panting heavily, his face as pale as paper, clearly on the brink of exhaustion of his spiritual power. But he still clenched his teeth, mustering a faint smile to comfort his grandson beside him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really strange! How can this old man and child be so difficult to deal with? They've been chased to this point, yet they still refuse to surrender!" Not far behind, a person in black couldn't help but mutter.
"Stop the nonsense! Don't create more trouble, quickly deal with them and be done with it! If we delay any longer and can't complete the task, we won't be able to bear the blame from above!" Urged another person in black anxiously.
I heard the conversation of the enemy behind me, and Zhou Chulin glared angrily, shouting loudly, "Who exactly are you working for? How dare you relentlessly pursue the people of my Zhou family! You should know that we are only a hundred miles away from Jinnzhou Imperial City. Are you really not afraid of encountering the experts of my Zhou family?"
"Hahaha..." The black-clothed men burst into laughter at these words, and one of them sneered, "Zhou family? Hmph, just a small and insignificant family, do you really think we would care? If you know what's good for you, you'll kneel and beg for mercy, maybe then we'll spare your lives!"
"I think it's been long enough. Old man, you don't have to persist anymore. Just die quickly and give yourself a relief!" With these words, several black-clothed men behind him burst into wild laughter, as if they regarded the old man and his grandson in front of them as prey.
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