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Beidu Liufeng had completely gone mad. The Eight Gates Lock could not only seal but also trap people.
It was tragic to fight among one's own kind.
The shadows of guns loomed like mountains, heavy as mountains, and at that moment, Northern Crossing Qing's heart felt as heavy as a mountain. Even from a great distance, even separated by the Eight Gates Lock Formation, Beidu Liujin and the Five Elders could sense his boundless killing intent.
If it weren't for receiving the Inheritance of the Immortal, if it weren't for the message left for him by the Ancient Ancestor in that final moment, Northern Crossing Qing would still be unaware of how dark the Beidu Clan had become.
Kill.
With a swift motion, he fired without regard for the blood splattering onto himself. The gun barrel magnified rapidly in Beidu Liufeng's frenzied gaze; the Samba Dance Tip was at its peak, and the gun barrel resembled a mountain, crashing down upon him like a giant boulder.
"You actually comprehended the Realm of the technique; this is impossible." Beidu Liufeng finally realized where the problem lay and fought back with all his might.
The Wind God Finger was unleashed without concern for consumption, blocking out the sun with its shadowy fingers as it met Northern Crossing Qing's divine shot. Countless finger marks pressed against the massive gun barrel; they only slowed its descent without causing any damage.
In Beidu Liufeng's eyes, Northern Crossing Qing was undoubtedly a top-tier Cultivator in the Robbery Realm, not yet having crossed into the Life and Death Realm. Yet this Robber Monk appeared far more terrifying than countless Life and Death Realm Cultivators combined.
Immortal techniques.
They had become legendary; the Beidu Clan also had immortal techniques passed down, but no successor had been able to learn them. Yet now, they manifested in Northern Crossing Qing.
Though incomplete, it was undeniably a shadow of immortal techniques. Even a mere illusion terrified Beidu Liufeng to his core.
Within the Eight Gates Lock formation, the gun barrel and shadowy fingers each occupied half of the battlefield. The other trapped Cultivators within the formation perished under these two immense forces, their blood staining the ground.
No one knew why Northern Crossing Qing would be so ruthless; those who died were all his kin!
Northern Crossing Qing seemed to have transformed into a reaper, relentlessly harvesting one vibrant life after another.
Beidu Liufeng exerted every ounce of strength, his fingers fully extended, finally managing to block Northern Crossing Qing's gun. However, at that moment, his fingers were drenched in blood, with even some bones exposed, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, drenched in sweat.
"Do you know how Northern Wolf died?" The cold tone made Beidu Liufeng's heart shudder. Before he could respond, Northern Crossing Qing thrust another shot toward him.
"Do you know where Beidu Gong met his end?"
"Do you know how tragically Northern Crossing Cangmang perished?"
With each question, names spilled from Northern Crossing Qing's lips like attacks from a celestial technique, striking deep into Beidu Liufeng's heart.
Though Beidu Liujin and the others could not hear the sounds within the formation, they could see something was amiss from Beidu Liufeng's expression.
The fighting spirit of Beidu Liufeng was waning, replaced by what seemed to be boundless fear. They could deduce that Northern Crossing Qing's assault alone could not cause such a drastic change; there had to be other reasons.
At that moment, Beidu Liufeng looked at Northern Crossing Qing as if he were staring at a devil, as if he were facing overwhelming terror.
"You... it's impossible. Who are you?" In a fit of despair, Beidu Liufeng completely abandoned the composure expected of a Life and Death Realm Cultivator, screaming in terror.
Seeing the expression on Beidu Liufeng's face brought an indescribable satisfaction to Northern Crossing Qing, but more than that was sorrow. It turned out that everything was real; the last shred of hope in his heart had finally shattered.
He never expected that some people would dare to risk such great consequences and commit acts that would make the earth itself disdain them.
Each name he uttered represented the glory of the Beidu Clan, symbolizing the strength of Northern Crossing. Yet these individuals had all vanished from the earth for various reasons in the end.
Northern Wolf was once the leader of the Beidu Clan, the youngest, most talented, and most promising leader destined for immortality. Yet, such an extraordinary cultivator met his demise under the siege of six Elders.
Beidu Gong, an outstanding successor, also fell victim to the schemes of the Six Elders at the peak of his life. Northern Crossing Cangmang was similarly betrayed by the Six Elders just as he was about to take a significant step forward, becoming their "resource," drained of life until he was nothing but a corpse.
Many other cultivators also perished at the hands of their own kin due to the existence of the Six Elders.
Northern Crossing Qing could hardly fathom what kind of mindset it would take, what kind of ruthless conviction would be required to act in such a way. During the clan's most critical moments, the Six Elders did not extend a helping hand, and he did not blame them. However, every time the Beidu Clan was on the verge of rising, it was thwarted by them.
All of this was merely to pave their path to ascension.
A spear struck Beidu Liufeng fiercely, tearing through flesh and causing blood to flow profusely.
"Why?"
Another spear pierced through his chest with brutal force.
At this moment, Beidu Liufeng was desperately trying to counterattack, constantly channeling his spiritual energy to suppress his injuries.
The remaining Eight People from Nine Flows Generation served as the formation's core and witnessed this scene. Although they did not understand what Northern Crossing Qing represented at that moment, they could see that he was filled with rage and murderous intent.
This state of Northern Crossing Qing was something they had never seen before; it made them wonder how much hatred could provoke such a reaction from someone who had always greeted them with a smile.
It was only now that Beidu Qing realized that the current Beidu Clan was nothing but a joke. The once lofty Northern Crossing Direct Lineage had built its reputation through dark means. They had used every possible tactic to drag down the original protagonists.
No wonder this current Branch had never received support from the main family and had always been suppressed by them. If it weren't for the main family's Bloodline still providing some assistance to a few Elders, they would have likely faced extinction long ago.
At this moment, he understood why the members of the Branch had no status within the Beidu Clan; it was all due to the selfishness of the Six Elders. The current Branch resembled livestock raised by the Elders, to be taken at will.
Beidu Liufeng had completely lost his fighting spirit. His only thought now was that the remaining Elder Five were his only hope for salvation.
Once he made up his mind, he acted without hesitation, flipping his hand to summon a palm-sized jade piece. Although small, the jade radiated an inexplicable aura, deep and powerful.
"Are you finally going to use it? Just for this Teleportation Marker, you could kill Beidu Cangshui? How laughable that he still doesn't know that the Northern Wolf is responsible for his death," a cold laugh came from Northern Crossing Qing.
Beidu Liufeng's heart tightened. What could Northern Crossing Qing possibly know? Once such thoughts took root, they grew at a terrifying speed. How could Northern Crossing Qing be aware of so many hidden truths? Was it possible that the Ancient Ancestor had been secretly observing and informing him?
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became, to the point where his hands trembled as he formed the incantation.
"Use it, hurry up and use it; I won't stop you," Northern Crossing Qing laughed heartily. "Come on, let’s settle this grudge today and restore clarity to the Beidu Clan."
"Brothers, I need your help this time," Beidu Liufeng called out. "Support the formation well; I will eliminate these damned beasts for our ancestors' blood feud."
The Eight People of Nine Streams remained silent but demonstrated their unity through action, channeling a stronger wave of energy into the formation. They were infusing it with a vast amount of spiritual power.
Beidu Liujin watched from outside the formation as Beidu Liufeng summoned the jade piece, an uneasy feeling rising in his heart. That jade piece had been obtained through their combined efforts and was meant for life-saving purposes. Seeing Beidu Liufeng summon it now indicated that he was truly at a life-and-death juncture. If that were the case, then Northern Crossing Qing's growth rate was indeed frightening.
Zuo Dao also looked with great interest at the jade piece before Beidu Liufeng, though his attention was entirely focused on the incomprehensible patterns on its surface.
It was yet another Teleportation Array, and a miniature one at that. The larger the Teleportation Array, the more objects it could carry. Until it activated, he couldn't determine just how much transmission capacity this jade piece possessed.
Inside the formation, Beidu Liufeng felt every second stretch like years. Northern Crossing Qing truly seemed to be as he claimed—watching him use the Teleportation Marker without interference—while he had no way out at this moment. When the final incantation was completed in his hands, the jade piece before him erupted with brilliant light, from which five beams shot forth, ignoring the formation entirely as they raced toward the five Elders outside.
The Teleportation Marker served merely as a vessel, capable of accommodating no more than six individuals. By leaving a Bloodline mark on the stone, once activated, anyone could teleport to the location of the marker as long as they did not cross the Star Domain. Its practical functionality was incredibly powerful.
Beidu Liujin and the Five Elders prepared themselves as Beidu Liufeng summoned the jade tablet, effortlessly pulling them into the Eight Gates Lock Formation. Surprisingly, Zuo Dao did not intervene during this process.
"Welcome to Nine Streams Below."
As the five figures materialized, a barrage of gunfire greeted them.
Northern Crossing Qing had been waiting for this moment to strike Beidu Liufeng. Those who fear death are often timid, while the bold tend to be selfish. The moment he learned that Beidu Liufeng possessed a Teleportation Marker, he began plotting.
The trap was set; now it was time to reap the rewards.
With his full combat power unleashed, Northern Crossing Qing was surrounded by raging flames, each step resonating with the ground. The gun barrel shimmered with dark light, a manifestation of his own energy tearing through space.
Jie sensed the surge in Northern Crossing Qing's strength; despite the stillness of the ground, a storm of thunder and lightning erupted, striking against the Eight Gates Lock Formation.
Yet within Nine Streams, the Eight People struggled to maintain their ground. With every passing moment, their burden grew heavier. They knew that if they released the formation, Jie would obliterate them in an instant. However, they also understood that Northern Crossing Qing was intent on personally slaying these six individuals.
For their brothers' sake, they were willing to risk their lives. The Eight People collectively drew forth a mouthful of essence blood and infused it into the spiritual artifact, reinforcing the stability of the formation.
"Qing, go! We are here for you!"
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