bestfiction Chapter 276 It’s Just a Dream After All
Chapter 276 It’s Just a Dream After All
After a while, the mountain top and the sky were filled with human figures. There were people everywhere. They looked at the people below as if they were looking at prey.
Seeing everyone gathered, Liu Qing felt like he had been long awaited. He flew out of the crowd and shouted in a righteous voice, "My fellow disciples, this man broke into our Hehuan Sect's mountain gate and killed our two Nascent Soul ancestors. Now he is crippled. Now is the time for us to destroy him. As members of the Hehuan Sect, we shoulder the sect's mission and will carry out what our ancestors failed to do. Together, we will surround and kill him."
His words once again aroused everyone, and their expressions of excitement, madness, and desire were evident in their words. They had never dared to think about killing the Yuanying by refining Qi and building the foundation before, but if they could accomplish this and kill the Yuanying, their experience would surely be recorded in the world of immortal cultivation, and the name of the person who killed the Yuanying would surely be widely spread in the world of immortal cultivation for thousands of years to be praised by future generations.
What's more, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator who is seriously injured and dying and has no power to resist. With such good conditions, who wouldn't want to participate in the battle to besiege and kill the Nascent Soul cultivator?
They looked at each other, their eyes longing for the fame that would follow, as well as the rewards and cultivation from the Hehuan Sect and even the Yin-Yang Sect.
Liu Qing glanced around and saw that the fire had almost spread. He shouted again, "Fellow disciples of the Hehuan Sect, kill!"
"kill--"
"Kill~"
"kill……"
As the shout of "kill" was uttered, thousands of people also shouted "kill". At the same time, all kinds of magic weapons and spells lit up and were about to be smashed towards Xuan Kun. Some people even rushed towards Xuan Kun with magic weapons.
However, Liu Qing did nothing. He just watched the scene with a grin, and the magic weapon under him slowly retreated. He didn't need to take action. Afterwards, he only needed to let the returning ancestor Ling Huan know that he was the one who led this matter, and he would be able to gain the favor and cultivation of ancestor Ling Huan. After all, this man killed his Taoist partner, ancestor Fen Yu, with his own hands.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Suddenly, a loud laugh was heard, followed by a cold and arrogant voice that resounded throughout the space of heaven and earth.
"A fallen tiger is bullied by a dog. When did I, a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, fall to the point where I was surrounded and killed by a bunch of Qi-refining and foundation-building ants like you!"
This cold and arrogant voice was like invading the souls of thousands of cultivators present, directly interrupting the magic weapons and spells cast by thousands of people. Even the people who had already pounced on Xuan Kun were frightened and stopped, their faces full of fear.
Everyone present understood that this feeling and this method were done by that person, and they all had only one thought in their minds.
"Is this the Nascent Soul cultivator?"
Liu Qing was also like this, but he didn't want his great achievements to stop here. He shook off the fear in his heart and shouted, "It's fake, everything is fake. He has run out of energy and become a prisoner. He is just afraid, afraid of being killed by us, afraid of the means of death. Go! Kill!"
"That's right. He has fought with two ancestors in succession, and he must be unable to take action at this moment. Whoever kills him will be the hero of the Hehuan Sect." One person echoed.
"You're right. When Elder Ling Huan returns, it will be time to reward people based on their merits, and we will all be given fiefs." Another person said.
Without waiting for others to take action, Xuan Kun in the field had already stood up and glanced at the thousands of people present, his eyes full of disdain and arrogance.
Xuan Kun chuckled softly and shouted loudly, "I am a Yuanying-level ancestor! Who dares to kill me? Who can kill me?"
As soon as the sound was uttered, it startled everyone and shocked everyone around, leaving them speechless for a moment. They stared blankly at Xuan Kun, and no one dared to make the first move.
The Yuanying cultivators have the mark of the Yuanying ancestor deeply imprinted in their hearts. It is a synonym for incomparable power, and it is a widely circulated saying that is often mentioned in the world of immortal cultivation.
[Everyone below the Nascent Soul stage is an ant]
Everyone present believed what he said, and no one dared to tell a lie. After all, the Hehuan Sect had four Nascent Soul cultivators in the past.
Moreover, in just these two days, they witnessed two Nascent Soul battles, in which two Nascent Soul cultivators were killed, one of whom was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Although they were both their Nascent Soul ancestors, the Nascent Soul realm was like a mountain pressing down on the cultivators' heads, constantly reminding them that they were called "ants."
After Liu Qing's words, they thought they could overcome this mountain, but when the Nascent Soul cultivator spoke, they woke up and realized that the mountain was still a mountain, and the realm and class were an insurmountable gap.
They were now somewhat envious of those who had just left. They had been mocking them in their hearts, but now they were somewhat envious of them because they... seemed to understand... the gap in realm and class.
"Hehehe~"
Seeing this, Xuan Kun chuckled and said softly, "Since you... don't dare to take action, then I will start the battle!"
His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present and penetrated deep into the sea of their souls, like the words of an immortal.
When Liu Qing heard the words echoing in his mind, his face changed drastically. His eyes widened in disbelief, his face twisted, and he murmured, "No... Impossible, how could he still have the energy left? This is impossible."
The thousands of people present were in a state of confusion, looking at each other, their faces pale and deathly. They wanted to escape, but found that their legs seemed so weak that they could hardly lift them.
"Ghost Lengyan, kill!" Xuan Kun said silently. He would not care what they knew or thought. Now that he had solved the problem of Yu Chen, the strongest person in the Hehuan Sect, he had no worries. These people who were looking for death, since they wanted to die, then let them die directly!
A dark blue flame appeared behind Xuan Kun, and then turned into countless small flames, jumping out like ghosts and disappearing behind Xuan Kun.
Wisps of tiny blue flames appeared in front of everyone present, jumping through a figure and then jumping to the next one.
The person who was penetrated instantly felt a burning heat and a cold chill raging inside his body. He couldn't help but look ugly and started yelling or begging.
"No, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to~ah~"
“Uh~uh, Senior Yuanying, please spare me. I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, uh…ah…”
Roaring and begging were obviously useless, but in the face of the fear of death, even if they were diehard fans of the Hehuan Sect, they could not avoid it. Without experiencing death, how could they know what it felt like to die, let alone die like this.
Amidst the feelings and screams and pleas, only a moment passed before their bodies began to burn from the inside, turning into nothingness, their souls dissipated, and their bodies burned.
Seeing this, those who were far away finally moved their heavy steps and fled in fear on their magic weapons. But how could their speed compare to Ghost Lengyan, who was comparable to a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?
The small fire formed by the ghost's cold flame shuttled among the human figures. Thousands of Hehuan Sect's diehards, without exception, passed through and ignited one after another.
However, Liu Qing, who was in the early stage of foundation building, was also among them. His last glance was at the small blue fire that was jumping away, and then he looked along the small fire at the man in a tattered black robe standing on the top of the mountain. He seemed to see his cold and disdainful look towards himself and others.
And just now, he actually thought of surrounding and killing this person in order to gain the countless benefits of the Hehuan Sect being the Yin-Yang Sect.
Liu Qing's expression relaxed, and he laughed bitterly, "After all... this is just a dream! Ants... are still ants. How can they... dare to try to hunt... a Nascent Soul!"