A middle-aged man walked along the desert with a worried expression on his face.
In the end, he let his worries win and made his way here.
He was aware that the deduction style the sacred son cultivated was best at avoiding misfortune, but they were currently in the ruins of an ancient sect. There was no guarantee that it would be one hundred percent safe inside even if it was fully explored.
Just then, he felt an endless ominous intent across the area. Fear overtook him in an instant, his energliph surging from the strong emotion.
“Sacred son!” He yelled before disappearing into one of the passages hidden beneath the sand.
Not far away, a golden cloud floated across the skies slowly.
A chubby man was riding on the cloud with wine in his hands and food in another, enjoying his life.
After spending four years with Chui Yim, Hui Sai Cheong knew his little junior brother’s capability well and knew that he would be able to survive until Hui Sai Cheong arrived to rescue him even if he came across a four-chambered or hundred-gliphic state cultivator.
Suddenly, Hui Sai Cheong’s face fell drastically. He felt the evil intentions hidden in the desert as well as the subtle energliph movement.“Necrocultivator!?” The golden cloud shot through the skies as a golden shadow, arriving at the middle-aged man’s former position within no time.
“Little Junior Brother…” He looked at the hole in the sand with an ugly expression, and without hesitation, he moved at lighting speed into the passage – which seemed impossible for someone of his size.
Wild Sand Village was the village closest to the Red Rampart Desert, and all the villagers were currently staring toward the west, frightened.
The weather underwent a dramatic transformation. There was a sand storm, and even the skies turned dark!
The majestic red wall that had been located in the desert forever started to crack.
Boom! Another sound that was a thousand times louder rang out, and the Red Rampart shattered in front of the crowd’s eyes like a tile that fell from the roof.
It was only now that Chui Yim knew that the Red Rampart was just a palm-sized shattered tile. The reason it became so gigantic was because a powerful monk a thousand years ago nurtured it, and it was one of Ka Yi’s last resorts.
“Chui Sang” looked up at Chui Yim in the sky, whose eyes were currently milky white just like the flame, as well as the Red Rampart that shattered, fragments falling and surrounding Chui Yim like a red river.
“Chui Sang” looked at the red river, human remains in red and white, and the milky white flame with a complicated and hateful look.
This was the strength of the nine monks, Ka Yi’s personal flame Fury, the power of the shattered tile nurtured for centuries, as well as the human attracted here by the unnamed fire bead with a Heaven’s Flame heart, Chui Yim.
This was fate.
And how could Netherspectre go against the four of them?
Chui Yim calmly slapped down on Netherspectre with his right fist by his waist just like it was any other fly in the world.
“Die,” he said calmly, without any scolding.
This attack did not contain much of Chui Yim’s own energy, only the energy of the Heaven’s Flame that could destroy everything in the world.
The shattered red river, milky white flame of Fury, and the red and white ashes congealed into one energy and became a huge palm of a hundred miles with great power.
The black smoke that was about to break through the place let out an angry roar and turned into a black light to counterattack Chui Yim. Only now could Siu Fu see that it was a giant tiger hidden beneath the shadows.
A giant hand came from the skies, passing through the air and the desert, and put down the tiger before landing on the thousand year old shadow. This hand that could destroy heaven and earth was not filled with ominous murderous intention but justice and even zen!
Boom!!!
The sand of the desert leapt to the sky following this slap before landing back on the ground again. Chui Yim fell from the skies onto a soft body, feeling extremely weak.
“Little Junior Brother!” Hui Sai Cheong shook his head worriedly. Feeling completely drained, Chui Yim tried to open his eyes. “Third… Senior… Brother… save… there’s someone… down there…”
Chui Yim looked downwards to see a pitch-black figure waving goodbye towards him. To Chui Yim, it looked like the last goodbye from the other before his death. Chui Yim struggled helplessly but was caught back by Hui Sai Cheong. “This place is going to crumble, Junior Brother! It will be too late if we don’t leave right now!”
The remnant of the Thousand Leaves Sect was able to remain here for a thousand of years, not eroding under the power of the desert and even time because of the power that Ka Yi left in the Shattered Tile. Since it was gone now, the entire sect was as good as gone too.
When Chui Yim shut his eyes, he saw ten figures. Nine in ruby red monk robes, smiling at him gently. In front of them stood an elderly monk with silver eyebrows, hugging a palm-sized cracked tile like it was his precious baby.
They left toward the sky as they chanted.
With that, Chui Yim fainted. Hui Sai Cheong gritted his teeth and drove his cloud away quickly.
Ling Fei silently landed beside Siu Fu, a drop of sweat rolling down his forehead.
“It’s time to go, sacred son. I came across an elite, and it took me a long time to get rid of him.” Ling Fei looked around cautiously at the thought of the figure trailing behind him closely. With his state, that person must’ve been a fantastic cultivator to be able to follow him so closely. If not for the secret and mysterious techniques of a necrocultivator, Ling Fei would never have been able to lose him.
Siu Fu looked over calmly. He was currently very pale, but evidently not physically hurt, only mentally drained from the battle. However, his orbs were full of happiness and craziness. “Indeed my opportunity…
“Go? Why should I go now when my opportunity is right here?” Siu Fu walked calmly into the abyss.
“Sacred son!?” Ling Fei yelled in bad shock. He wanted to pull Siu Fu away forcefully but realised the latter had disappeared after taking a few steps! After some hesitation, he followed behind, only to feel that he was in an icy cold lake, before disappearing into the blazing desert.
Boom!
The vast desert sunk into this place that should’ve disappeared a thousand years ago. From today onwards, there would be no more Red Rampart forbidden area or powerful Buddhist sect.
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