yasinovel Chapter 126 Escape
Chapter 126 Escape
The battle at the edge of the sky has reached its climax.
In the direction of the main gate, the aftershocks of the clash between the True Martial Seven-Section Formation of the True Martial Sect and the Heavenly Demon Melody still echoed between heaven and earth. The gap in the cracked mountain-protecting formation had become a furnace where flesh and steel were strangled together.
The roars of the war gods and beasts, and the continuous clashes of various magical treasures and Taoist techniques, converged into a storm of death.
The entire cliff groaned amidst this violent tremor.
In a secret chamber deep within the main hall, Ning Wuyai sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. His face was even paler than before, and the trace of fear between his brows had not yet dissipated, adding a layer of deep exhaustion.
The attack that Po Jun delivered from afar a while ago damaged the very foundation of his soul. Even now, as he forcibly suppresses it with his internal energy, he can still feel waves of pain in his sea of consciousness.
The communication jade talisman floating in front of him emitted a faint glow as he used a secret method to communicate with the headquarters of the Lihentian Palace, awaiting their decision.
Everything at the front was overseen by Deputy Hall Master Qiu Xiaochi.
Qiu Xiaochi pushed the Lihen Jingtao Formation and the Tianmo Qin to their limits, engaging in a fierce battle with the three Zhenwu elders, including Lie Xiushan.
The majority of the energy within the hall was diverted to a group of elite disciples led by Li Jingyun of the Dao Academy, as well as the hall's high-end combat forces.
Li Jingyun, in particular, single-handedly fought four guardians, severely injuring three of them. The internal defenses, especially in non-core areas, were extremely weak.
Just as the battlefield was at its most intense, outside the side hall where Lu Ming was imprisoned, Ning Qingxue glided like a shadow across the empty corridor outside the cave.
She raised her hand, and a uniquely shaped dark purple token appeared in her palm. This was the token of the young master of the Li Tian Palace, which also possessed some of the authority of the palace master.
The token was placed against the groove in the center of the gate, its eerie light flowing and resonating with the runes on the gate.
"Click...click..."
The main door slid open, and inside the side hall, Lu Ming was anxiously gazing at the battlefield outside the window. He couldn't bear to see the carnage.
Lu Ming heard the door open and saw Ning Qingxue standing at the door, her slender figure outlined by the light and shadow.
A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes the moment he saw Ning Qingxue.
Ning Qingxue strode in, and the door closed silently behind her.
"Your sect has already sent people to infiltrate the inner hall. I'm going to rescue you now," she said softly as she approached Lu Ming.
Ning Qingxue stretched out her hands, her ten fingers slender, with purple demonic energy swirling around her fingertips.
Her expression was solemn, her eyes fixed on the eerie, restrictive light that was constantly moving around Lu Ming's body.
Before the Zhenwu Sect attacked, Li Tiansheng placed a prohibition on Lu Ming to prevent any accidents.
Ning Qingxue's fingertips wisp of demonic energy swiftly probed into several nodes where the restrictions were flowing, her movements gentle and agile.
The dim light and the purple glow collided slightly, producing a faint hissing sound.
At the same time, Lu Ming also noticed that fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on Ning Qingxue's smooth forehead, and her face turned slightly pale.
Clearly, the process of removing the ban is not easy.
The entire process was silent, with only the faint sounds of fighting coming from outside the stone chamber reminding them of the urgency of time and the brutality outside.
After a long while, Ning Qingxue withdrew the light from her fingertips and breathed slightly.
The eerie light emanating from the chains on Lu Ming's body dimmed considerably, and the omnipresent suppressive force noticeably weakened. His spiritual energy and blood began to recover rapidly. Although his meridians still ached, he was able to circulate them with difficulty.
"I have lifted the restriction; the remaining internal injuries will recover with a little rest."
Ning Qingxue then took out a set of black robes belonging to an ordinary disciple of the Li Tian Palace: "Change into these. I'll take you to the Remnant Star Pavilion; your senior brothers have already fought their way there."
Lu Ming took the clothes and belongings, looking at the tired yet determined face of the girl before him. A thousand words welled up in his chest, but he knew this wasn't the time to speak: "Thank you!"
Ning Qingxue paused, looking away. "Father..." She bit her lip, not finishing her sentence. "Hurry up and change, we don't have much time."
Lu Ming quickly changed into the robes of a disciple of the Li Tian Palace.
Ning Qingxue then cast a simple concealment spell on him to hide his excessively strong blood and qi and the characteristics of the Daoist academy's spiritual power.
Once everything was ready, Ning Qingxue activated the token again to open the gate.
The corridor outside the door was deserted, and the distant sounds of fighting were like muffled thunder.
The two walked quickly through the maze-like palaces and corridors, one in front of the other.
The places they passed through were indeed deserted. Occasionally, they could see one or two disciples hurrying along or carrying wounds. They were only focused on getting on their way, carrying supplies, or rushing to help someone in a certain place. No one paid any attention to them.
Under the shadow of impending war, order within the hall was nearly paralyzed; people were either fearful or bravely pushing forward.
They deliberately chose secluded paths, bypassing several areas where there were still faint fluctuations in the array formations, and soon entered the outer hall area.
The further out you go, the more restless the surroundings become, clearly indicating that a great battle has just taken place, with ruins and rubble everywhere.
Ahead, the outline of a half-collapsed pavilion could be vaguely seen in the dim light of day; that was the Remnant Star Pavilion.
However, at a corner less than a hundred feet from the pavilion, a figure in dark robes, as if having been waiting for a long time, slowly emerged from behind the jagged rocks and blocked the middle of the path.
Ning Hanchuan.
His brocade robe was stained with fresh scorch marks and undried blood. He was wounded and his breathing was disordered, clearly indicating that he had just escaped from some intense battle.
But when his gaze fell on Lu Ming's face, his cold eyes were filled with hostility.
"So who could it be that Qingxue would go to such lengths, even resorting to the Heavenly Spring Guiding Technique to lift the restriction?" Ning Hanchuan's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out the shouts of battle in the distance. "So it's you, Lu Ming!"
Ning Hanchuan's gaze roamed unabashedly over Lu Ming: "More than thirty years have passed since we parted ways in the Immortal Remnant Land. Back then, relying on the strange magical suppression of that place, you were able to hold your own against this young master for a few rounds."
"Back then, I sent you flying into a void rift with one palm strike. I never expected you to be able to come out and have such a great opportunity. You really are tough."
Ning Hanchuan's tone shifted, his killing intent chilling: "It was a real regret that I couldn't eliminate you back in the Immortal Remnant Land. Today, I'll make up for it."
"I'd also like to ask if the Xuanwu True Form is as rumored. To die by my hand, young master, would be a blessing indeed!"
"Hmph! If you want to fight, then fight! Why all this nonsense? Back in the Immortal Remnant Land, I hated your arrogant and condescending gaze! Do you really think you can arbitrarily control other people's lives?!" Lu Ming drew his sword and pointed it directly at Ning Hanchuan.
"As an ant, you should have the awareness of an ant. When you look at an ant, the ant will also think that you are high and mighty and arrogant." Ning Hanchuan sneered.
"You're just arrogant because you've cultivated for a few more years. If you had time, I could still see you as an ant!" Lu Ming said angrily.
Ning Hanchuan seemed to find it a joke: "Hahaha, you people think that just because you had a lucky encounter and survived by chance, you're worthy to embark on the path of immortality and defy fate?"
"Even if I give you time to catch up, you'll still be nothing but second-rate trash! What I have is something you could never have in a lifetime of fortuitous encounters. Prepare to die!"