Turn calamity into blessing?
Transform peril into safety?
Hearing these two phrases, a strong will to survive suddenly surged in Ye Qiu’s heart. He comforted, “Old thing, do not be so pessimistic.”
“We have faced many life-and-death crises before. Which time did we not survive?”
“Although this time there are five Saint realm experts, as long as we do not give up ourselves, perhaps a turning point will appear.”
As he spoke, Ye Qiu’s mind stirred. He quietly communicated with the vermilion blood coffin inside the Qiankun pouch.
He wanted to ask Old Nine for help.
Because during their first meeting, Old Nine’s words had been extremely arrogant, as if Saint realm experts were trash in his eyes. Whether Old Nine was bragging or not, Ye Qiu wanted to try.
Soon, the lid of the vermilion blood coffin shifted open a crack. Old Nine’s voice rang out.
“I know the situation outside.”
Ye Qiu quickly said, “Old Nine, can you help me slaughter them?”
“Do you think Saint realm experts are pigs or dogs, to be slaughtered at will?” Old Nine replied. “Moreover, that fellow from the Yin-Yang Sect is no ordinary Saint.”
“To put it this way, the four Saints from the Butian Sect and the three holy lands combined could not defeat him.”
“Only the sect master of Qingyun Sword Sect could hold him off for a moment.”
What? The Infinite Heavenly Venerable is that strong?
Yun Shan can only resist briefly?
Shock filled Ye Qiu’s heart. He asked, “Old Nine, you cannot have misjudged?”
“What, you doubt my judgement?” Old Nine said. “I cannot be wrong. That Yin-Yang Sect fellow is hiding his cultivation. His strength far exceeds what he shows.”
“Though in my eyes, he is still trash.”
Old Nine’s tone was arrogant.
Joy rose in Ye Qiu’s heart. “Old Nine, help me slaughter him.”
“I cannot kill him.” Old Nine said.
Ye Qiu felt stifled. If you cannot kill him, why act so pretentious?
Old Nine continued, “If my flesh body were complete, one finger could crush him. As for now, I cannot kill him.”
Ye Qiu said, “Then help me slaughter the other Saints.”
“I cannot kill the others either.” Old Nine replied. “Last time, helping you kill that Qin Sword Immortal exhausted all my strength. I have not recovered yet.”
“If I had not acted last time, this time I could perhaps kill one.”
“Now I have only a severed arm. For the moment, I cannot kill Saints.”
Ye Qiu added, “How about this? I lend you the Qiankun Cauldron. With a divine artefact, you should be able to kill Saints, right?”
“That won’t work either.” Old Nine said. “Not anyone can use the Qiankun Cauldron.”
Damn!
Ye Qiu’s heart turned cold. Irritably, he said, “Old Nine, you said you would protect my path. Now I am in danger, and you cannot help at all. What use are you?”
Old Nine replied, “Kid, hurry and find my complete flesh body. Once it is whole, I will help you flatten the Eastern Wilderness.”
Ye Qiu said, “Do not count on me. I am doomed today.”
“You will not die.” Old Nine stated firmly.
“Why?” Ye Qiu asked.
Old Nine answered, “You are not fated for a short life.”
Damn, what kind of reason is that?
Old Nine continued, “Did you not obtain the supreme opportunity from Immortality Mountain? Ask that golden coffin for help.”
Yes, how did I forget that.
Ye Qiu’s eyes brightened. He immediately communicated with the golden coffin hidden in his right eye. However, the golden coffin showed no reaction, motionless.
“It does not respond.” Ye Qiu said.
Old Nine replied, “Then figure it out yourself. I am going back to sleep. Do not call me unless necessary.”
Clang!
The coffin lid closed, silent once more.
“Damn, another unreliable one.” Ye Qiu fumed.
At this moment, the little white fox he had tossed into the Qiankun pouch called out, “Ye Changsheng, let me out. I can help you slaughter the Saints.”
Ye Qiu said impatiently, “Do not cause trouble. Your cultivation is not even as high as mine. Moreover, you are a demon race. If you appear, not only will those Saints want to kill me, but the human cultivators present will too.”
The little white fox said, “I really can help you slaughter Saints…”
“Stay put quietly!” Ye Qiu ignored her further, withdrew his thoughts, then said to the long-eyebrowed Daoist, “Old thing, it seems we are doomed today.”
“What, scared?” The long-eyebrowed Daoist laughed. “This poor Daoist is not afraid.”
“Keep talking tough. I know you best – you fear death the most.” Ye Qiu said.
The long-eyebrowed Daoist smiled. “Since I know death is certain today, worrying is useless. Accept it calmly.”
Whoosh—
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept through heaven and earth. The sky darkened, sun and moon lost their light.
Ye Qiu looked up sharply. The Infinite Heavenly Venerable gazed at him coldly, stepping through the air.
The Infinite Heavenly Venerable’s steps were slow, without a trace of killing intent, yet they gave a profound, abyssal feeling.
Though Ye Qiu was in a desperate situation, he would never wait for death. In a deep voice, he said, “Old thing, as you said, when a man dies, his balls face the sky. If not dead, live forever.”
“Shall we fight side by side one last time?”
“OK!” The long-eyebrowed Daoist grinned, giving a thumbs-up gesture. Then he bit his middle finger, drawing symbols in the air. Soon, a large “Thunder” character formed from blood lines appeared in the sky.
Five Thunder Array!
The next second, “Boom!” Five bucket-thick thunderbolts crashed down from the heavens, striking the Infinite Heavenly Venerable’s head.
A terrifying scene unfolded.
After being struck by the five thunderbolts, the Infinite Heavenly Venerable showed no change. Not even a single hair was harmed.
“This…”
The long-eyebrowed Daoist’s scalp tingled.
“You are too weak. You do not understand the might of Saint realm experts. With your paltry cultivation, you cannot harm me in the slightest.”
A mocking smile played on the Infinite Heavenly Venerable’s lips. In his eyes, the long-eyebrowed Daoist was weaker than an ant.
“Ye Changsheng, care to try?” the Infinite Heavenly Venerable teased.
“Hmph.” Ye Qiu snorted coldly and drew the God-Beating Whip.
The Infinite Heavenly Venerable’s eyes flickered upon seeing the God-Beating Whip.
Without a word, Ye Qiu madly circulated the Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Art, mobilising all his strength. He lashed out across the air at the Infinite Heavenly Venerable.
Crack!
The God-Beating Whip shot a white light, striking the Infinite Heavenly Venerable’s body like a stone sinking into the sea, without raising a ripple.
The Infinite Heavenly Venerable remained unharmed.
“Not bad. Last time I saw you, your cultivation was not this high. After entering Immortality Mountain, your cultivation advanced quickly. No wonder you could kill Jiang Wudao and the others.”
“Unfortunately, before this seat, you are still pitifully weak.”
“Ye Changsheng, surrender without resistance!”
With that, the Infinite Heavenly Venerable’s massive hand blotted out the sky, reaching down towards Ye Qiu.
At once, within ten thousand metres, all except Saints were immobilised.
Eyeing the massive hand drawing ever closer to Ye Qiu.
Suddenly, a divine beam descended from the heavens, accompanied by a thunderous shout: “Scram!”
