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To the west of Ancheng, several dozen miles north of Qingliang Mountain, Guo Daozhen and Lu Wu's group were making their way towards the mountain.
Suddenly, Qiongqi, who was following behind them, let out a roar, becoming agitated and throwing Huzi off its back.
"What’s gotten into you, you beast?!" Huzi shouted angrily, cursing loudly.
Yunxi emanated an aura of coldness to calm Qiongqi's emotions. Sensing the turmoil of demonic energy within Qiongqi, he frowned and said, "Douding might be in danger. I’ve been to Qingliang Mountain before; I’ll go ahead."
After Yunxi finished speaking, he tore through the void with Tai Xu Ling and vanished into thin air. Wu shouted, "Be careful, Yunxi!"
Guo Daozhen calculated silently with a grim expression. "I fear Old Scholar has made a move against Yang Hao. The Book of Life and Death has already left his body. Protect my physical form; I’ll go ahead."
Once Guo Daozhen finished speaking, golden light burst forth from him as a massive golden phantom shot up high into the sky towards Qingliang Mountain.
Guo Huaiyi carried Guo Daozhen's physical body on his back, and Dongfang Yuqing said, "Then I’ll go ahead to take a look as well. You all hurry up."
"Take me with you!" Wu chased after Dongfang Yuqing and leaped into the air.
The Golden Sword behind Dongfang Yuqing emerged and caught Wu; the two quickly disappeared from sight.
Taihe Zhenren looked at the remaining Guo Huaiyi, Huzi, and Iron Bull and said, "Old Man will also go ahead."
After Taihe Zhenren spoke, he drew his sword horizontally and flew away on it.
Huzi remarked, "Since everyone has left, now that Qiongqi has no one riding it, its speed is no slower than flying on a sword."
Meanwhile, at the foot of Qingliang Mountain, Douding lay unconscious while Zhou Manman was gravely injured and near death. I clutched the arm of Old Scholar, which had turned to bone in my hand; he still held the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen within that skeletal grip.
The Book of Life and Death floated before the Old Scholar, illuminating his face that should have been pale, now shining with a dark luster.
“No!” the Old Scholar shouted, looking at his left arm, his expression filled with horror.
Before his eyes, the severed left arm of the Old Scholar withered like a branch, decaying at a visible speed. The corrupting power of time spread from his shoulder throughout his body.
Enduring the pain, the Old Scholar's right hand glimmered coldly. He chopped off his entire left arm at the shoulder, but even so, the power of decay did not dissipate. He touched his face; the skin that had once been taut was now incredibly aged and wrinkled, with spots appearing on it. What terrified him even more was a strand of white hair falling from his scalp.
The Old Scholar quickly summoned the Great Zhou Compass. The runes shifted, divine light shone, and a green glow enveloped him, halting the aging force that plagued him.
His right hand trembled, and he bent at the waist; his life essence had become extremely weak. Clearly beyond his years, he looked at me lying on the ground and said, “You, you…”
The Old Scholar stumbled forward, nearly collapsing. His eyes were filled with resentment and regret as he turned to face the Book of Life and Death and the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen in my hand.
A faint smile appeared on the Old Scholar's face as he held the Book of Life and Death and ran down the slope. If he could obtain the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen, he could alter his lifespan and avoid an early demise.
But suddenly, a figure landed beside me—it was Song Qianqiu.
Song Qianqiu grasped the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen in his hand, looking at me with a mocking expression before glancing at the Old Scholar. His face shone with an unmistakable excitement.
“An old man who has worked so hard for years to obtain the Book of Life and Death ends up losing the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen—how ridiculous,” Song Qianqiu laughed heartily. Pointing at me with the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen in hand, he continued, “One who sealed the Book of Life and Death within himself for over twenty years to get the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen now not only loses the Book of Life and Death but also risks losing his life. You are all greedy fools; you deserve what you get!”
“Return the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen to the Old Man!” the Old Scholar shouted angrily.
Song Qianqiu tucked the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen behind him and said, “Yang Kaishan. You’ve aged to this extent; what’s the point of living? Hand over the Book of Life and Death obediently. Perhaps if I’m pleased enough, I might spare your life.”
The Old Scholar snorted and said, "With the Great Zhou Compass in my possession, if you want me dead, you won't survive either!"
"Then why don't we give it a try?" Song Qianqiu stepped forward.
The Old Scholar squinted, weighing his options. He replied, "Even though I am old, my power remains. If your Dao Body is out of control, you won't survive either. Your Great Wilderness Scripture is ineffective against me. Let me show you something, and then you'll know whether you can take me on!"
With that, the Old Scholar activated the Great Zhou Compass to recreate the outcome of their battle months ago. In the Light Shadow, the Old Scholar perished while Song Qianqiu also lost his head.
A calculating look appeared in Song Qianqiu's eyes as he said, "No wonder you destroyed my Corpse Puppet back then. But this is a different time; my power has grown immensely while yours has stagnated and hit a bottleneck. Now is the perfect time to kill you."
As he spoke, Song Qianqiu moved his right hand, sending a sharp wind blade toward the Old Scholar.
Furious, the Old Scholar waved his sleeve to dispel Song Qianqiu's wind blade. Then he pressed down with his large hand toward Song Qianqiu. With a snort, Song Qianqiu summoned the Clear Light, and the Great Wilderness Scripture immediately enveloped the area. He aimed to eliminate the Old Scholar in one strike, but the Old Scholar's movements slowed. With a slight thought, the Light Shadow of the Great Zhou Compass trembled and instantly transported the Old Scholar outside the Time Barrier.
"Die!" A crack of light split open as the Evil Weapon suddenly activated, slashing toward both of them.
The Old Scholar spun the Great Zhou Compass above his head to defend himself. With a clang, he was sent flying backward; a crack that had been cleaved open by the Evil Weapon suddenly burst wider, revealing numerous fine fissures on the Great Zhou Compass.
The Old Scholar was thrown to the ground, hunched over and looking disheveled, covered in blood.
Song Qianqiu also fell to the ground, his arms shielding his chest as his Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen bent under pressure. A horrific wound ran from his forehead down to his abdomen, gushing blood.
Furious, Song Qianqiu roared in anger; he never expected that he still had enough strength left to use the Evil Weapon.
"I will kill you!" Song Qianqiu shouted.
Whoosh!
In the void, a strand of Crimson Silk sliced through the air, forcing Song Qianqiu to retreat. Countless strands of Crimson Silk followed, striking down towards Song Qianqiu, compelling him to withdraw further. Yunxi descended from the void beside me, her gaze sharp as she looked at Old Scholar and Song Qianqiu.
Suddenly, a golden figure surged through the air; Guo Daozhen reached out like a deity, aiming to grasp Old Scholar.
Old Scholar's eyes burned with resentment as he said, "We shall meet again, Song Qianqiu. I will remember today's grudge, Old Man!"
With that, Old Scholar took hold of the Great Zhou Compass and activated it along with the Great Void Technique, vanishing in an instant among Qingliang Mountain.
Furious, Song Qianqiu turned to face the approaching Guo Daozhen. The Sutra of the Great Wilderness Scripture unfurled, causing Guo Daozhen's Dao Body to suddenly slow. Song Qianqiu struck out with his palm; Guo Daozhen had only half of his body still outside and was forced to retract his hand, landing back on Qingliang Mountain.
Song Qianqiu also withdrew the Time Barrier of the Great Wilderness Scripture. Chanting a spell, Miao Guanyin and the White-Robed Old Scholar soon emerged from the void, standing behind him.
Dongfang Yuqing and others like Taihe Zhenren and Huzi quickly arrived one after another.
Qiongqi roared as it ran towards the unconscious Douding. It exhaled Demon Spirit energy that enveloped Douding and licked his face. Douding gradually awoke, looking bewildered at the scene before him.
At that moment, the beast sensed something unusual and flew out from Qi Sea. It perched on my shoulder, tugging at my earlobe with a puzzled inquiry, unsure of what was happening.
Everyone turned their attention to Song Qianqiu. Wudao declared, "Song Qianqiu, you truly are relentless; today is your day of reckoning. If you have any skill, then don’t run!"
Unfazed, Song Qianqiu gazed back at everyone with disdain. "Since you are all here today," he said, "I might as well announce my decree. What you see now are merely a fraction of my Yin Soldiers. Over this past year, I have expended great effort to cultivate countless Corpse Demon experts. I am not one to eradicate completely; this includes all of you. The reason I killed Yang Hao is that he was always an unpredictable variable. Now that the Book of Life and Death has been extracted from him and his Nascent Soul has perished, he is on borrowed time. You can choose to join me in becoming rulers of this world or stand against me."
"Enough with your nonsense! Do you think we are like you—cowardly and afraid of death?" Huzi retorted.
"Don't speak too confidently," Song Qianqiu said. "I will give you a month to consider. Those who choose to follow me will go together to kill Yu Xuanliang and bring me Yang Hao's head. In return, I will withdraw the Yin Soldiers and destroy all the Corpse Demons. Otherwise, we will have a decisive battle at the peak of Mount Tai. As a cost for your hesitation, I will first annihilate ten cities surrounding the imperial capital, resulting in the deaths of fifty million people. Let's see how this unfolds."
"Let him go!" Guo Huaiyi snorted. He attempted to intercept Song Qianqiu, but Guo Daozhen stopped him. The others, seeing this, did not intervene either, allowing Song Qianqiu to leave without obstruction.
"Why let him go? With so many of us, can't we kill him?" Wu questioned.
Guo Daozhen sighed and replied, "He has already reached the pinnacle of the Mahayana Realm, just one step away from becoming Supreme. With Miao Guanyin and the White-Robed Old Scholar by his side, we cannot defeat him; we might even face total annihilation. Moreover, Yang Hao has already..."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at me, standing behind them with the Evil Weapon in hand.
"Haozi, you..." Wu's finger touched my shoulder for a moment before I collapsed.
Everyone gathered around, watching as the power of my Nascent Soul radiated from me. The golden light faded, and my life essence uncontrollably spilled from my wounds.
"The Book of Life and Death within him is gone. The Old Scholar must be at Yin Mountain now; I will pursue him," Yunxi said.
"It's too late; it's thousands of miles to Yin Mountain. By the time you retrieve the Book of Life and Death, he won't last much longer. Yang Hao has already reached the Mahayana Realm, but his Nascent Soul hasn't transformed into a Dao Body yet. If his Nascent Soul perishes now, he will soon be lost to the Dao," Guo Daozhen said.
"Is there really no way?" Huzi asked, his eyes reddening.
Yunxi replied, "I have the Healer's Transference of Life; it should be able to preserve his life for now."
Guo Huaiyi interjected, "I mentioned this before; the Book of Life and Death is symbiotic with him. Once it leaves his body, he will inevitably die. Now he can't even protect his Nascent Soul; if you forcibly transfer life energy, it won't be enough to counteract his loss."
"Are we just going to watch Yang Hao die? He's still breathing!" Huzi exclaimed. "If possible, take half of my life essence!"
"Now is not the time to complicate things. Do you think transferring life essence is that easy?" Guo Daozhen said. "First, let's get him to the temple. I'll use the Life-Saving Technique to stabilize his life."
Yunxi picked me up and flew to the top of Knife Blade Mountain, placing me on the bed in Qingliang Temple's Disciples' Quarters. I kept my eyes open, looking at everyone without saying a word.
I held Yunxi's face and said, "Life and death are fated. I won't be able to accompany you anymore, so take care of yourself."
Yunxi's chin quivered; she pouted, looking as pitiful as a child.
The beast stood beside me, equally aggrieved. In front of everyone, it retrieved the Holy Herb Garden from my Qi Sea and then dove into it, pulling out one Holy Medicine after another and piling them on the bed. Guo Daozhen examined each Holy Medicine but shook his head, saying, "These medicines have different effects, but none can increase life essence or stabilize life."
Upon hearing this, the beast dove back into the Holy Herb Garden and unearthed a red herb resembling a Qilin from a raised patch of crimson soil.
"The King of Holy Medicines, Blood Qilin?" Guo Daozhen exclaimed in surprise.
The beast nodded and gestured towards Douding.
Douding's face turned pale as he explained to everyone, "This Blood Qilin is the best medicine in its Herb Garden. It can save its life and surely can save Brother Yang Hao's life."
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