Chapter Seventy-Fifth: Qin Hao Returns

  Sun Taishang, the elder, was furious, although he was extremely dissatisfied with Qin Hao's behavior, but he understood the principle of "when lips are cold, teeth fall", fighting to the death still had a way out, running almost had no chance of survival.

  The long sword in Elder Sun's hand carried a strong fire aura, the aura of a cultivator who had reached the peak, emitting thick flames as if he was about to burn everything. This was his strongest power, but he knew that the young man opposite him was even more formidable, with a thick and rich green aura that far surpassed his own. When he saw the tragic deaths of the people from the Meng Gate sect, Elder Sun felt a pang in his heart. As the Supreme Elder of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, although he was usually cold and stern, he handled matters with absolute fairness.

  "Even if I die today, you will be heavily injured." Sun Changlao swung his sword, outlining the grand momentum of the heavenly fire, and in the blink of an eye they had already lost two Taishang elders. The Taishang master's side was also on the verge of collapse, no one could help them, they could only fight to the death.

  "Clang... Clang..." Qing Shu's face turned cold and stern, in his eyes the people of Xuan Men were too weak. Sun Zhanglao's Flame Great Momentum could have restrained Jin's Great Momentum, but Sun Zhanglao's Flame Great Momentum was too weak, unable to withstand Jin's sharp edge. With just one strike, Sun Zhanglao was knocked back, countless disciples felt a surge in their hearts, watching Sun Zhanglao's battle even surpassed Xuan Wuming.

  It wasn't until then that they realized the elder of the law enforcement hall was not as cold-blooded and ruthless as he seemed in everyday life. However, all they felt towards Qin Hao was deep disappointment, and even hatred in their hearts. If Qin Hao were here, things might have turned out very differently, because Qin Hao had the ability to kill the Supreme Elder, but he escaped instead.

  "Clang, clang......" After several rounds of attack, Elder Sun Tai Shang revealed his weakness, being knocked flying every time. However, he charged forward without hesitation, his entire body seemingly burning with intense flames. At this moment, he was no longer fighting for himself, but for the entire sect, a battle for the lives and deaths of thousands of people. There are many things in life that transcend life itself, and Elder Sun Tai Shang had found it at this moment.

  He harmonized with the grand momentum of heaven, earth and fire, as if he was about to deliver the final blow. At this moment, even the elders and disciples who were preparing to escape were moved by this scene. If they stepped out of the Mystic Gate today, they might not be able to make any progress in their cultivation in the future, and they would always feel guilty for this moment.

  "Then die, if we must." Countless disciples spoke up in unison. They were merely renowned masters of the realm, yet they had brought out their treasured artifacts. Instantly, the entire sky was filled with a kaleidoscope of colors, but the crowd felt no sense of wonder. Here, there was only fervent passion, only death.

  "Brat, form the Tai Xuan formation."

  "Tai Xuan Formation!" Countless mouths let out a loud roar, it was the last struggle of life. Tai Xuan Formation was a desperate formation set up by Xu Tian Feng, gathering all the power of everyone to give the enemy a fatal blow. The consequences were also severe, everyone would lose half their lives, and their cultivation would be completely lost. Even if they managed to keep the Xu Men, it would eventually collapse in the future.

  "Not good, they're breaking through our formation." Some of the elders of the Tianlong Gate were intimidated by this momentum. The Taixuan Formation was something they had naturally heard of before - a concentrated attack with the power of over a thousand people.

  "Where to go, haha, you also know fear." The remaining six Supreme Elders desperately blocked the eight Supreme Elders, almost exhausting themselves. Earlier, they had reserved their strength, preparing to flee, but now they held nothing back. Today's battle was a matter of life and death, as the enemy had come to annihilate them.

  "The heavens weep blood, return to me the great mystery of peace. Hurry, as if by imperial decree." The master of the Mystic Gate stood at the center of the formation, surrounded by dozens of venerable elders who assisted in drawing a profound and mysterious pattern. A bloody energy fell from the sky into the formation, spreading throughout all the disciples within it. They were resolute and unwavering, for this was their home.

  Innumerable magical treasures were sacrificed in blood, their power flowing away. In the midst of this sacrifice, a thunderclap echoed through the sky - a crimson lightning bolt. The master of the Mystic Gate's eyes turned completely red as he bore the weight of everyone's power.

  "Blood Thunder Exorcism." The master of the Mystic Gate pointed at a senior elder of the Tianlongmen in the sky.

  "The" thunderous thunderbolts came crashing down, carrying an eerie blood color, that was the power of life, a bloody sacrifice for everyone's sake. Every time a thunderbolt struck, everyone's face darkened a little, this was the ferocity of the formation, outlining the grand momentum of life, offering up the grand momentum of blood, summoning the bloodthunder to attack the enemy.

  "Ahh..." A cry of surprise, the two senior elders of the Tian Long Men were severely injured and fell from the sky. This was the power of the Blood Sacrifice. On the other side, Xuan Wu Ming's heart ached, these were the future inheritors of the Xuan Men after all. But he couldn't stop it, and that person, the Human Dao elder of the Tian Long Men, was even more anxious than him. The Xuan Men indeed had a saying: "A thin camel is bigger than a horse."

  "Tian Long captures." This human king also desperately, in letting Xuan Men's blood sacrifice go down, although can exterminate Xuan Men, Tian Long Men will also suffer heavy losses, their original plan was not like this, exterminating Xuan Men, cannot lose a single bit.

  The gigantic dragon claw's laziness was broken by the great momentum of the golden attack, and that sharp edge destroyed everything. His long sword seemed to be transformed into an even more enhanced power of the golden momentum.

  "Tai Xuan One Strike." Xuan Wuming used his strongest power, and at this moment he suddenly thought of Qin Hao's Tai Xuan One Strike. That perfection, that rhythm, almost all the power was condensed into one point, even he couldn't do it. As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly realized something, and in the battle, he realized the true meaning of Tai Xuan One Strike.

  "Gather a little, burst all." Xuan Wuming's water power was fully injected into the Chuyun spear, and the power of the Zhiji boundary weapon was brought out. If this were a Chengdao weapon, it would probably be shattered immediately, unable to withstand such a strong human Dao power.

  "Clang, clang, clang..." The countless impacts produced a series of explosive sounds, and both of them were blown away. Tian Long Men's Wang Zhe looked at Xuan Wu Ming in disbelief: "You actually brought Tai Xuan to such a state with one strike, how is this possible? Only Xuan Tian Feng can do this in the Xuan Sect, not even Wang can, it's absolutely impossible! But you did it, what secret is the Xuan Sect hiding?"

  Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, that personage was frightened: "However, you have already exhausted all your strength. Wait for me to break through your Tai Xuan formation and then I will exterminate your entire Xuan Men sect."

  He was not in the Li Hui Xuan Wu Ming, because Xuan Wu Ming was already at the end of his strength. The several hundred disciples on that side saw this scene and their originally pale faces became even more dismal. A cultivator came over, looking like he had only suffered a minor injury.

  "Hum" was almost without hesitation, the master of the mysterious gate sacrificed two blood thunders to attack and strike, thunder is what cultivators fear most, even human dao cultivators are no exception, however such blood thunder, such blood sacrifice, had little effect on this human dao monarch.

  "Hiss" a flash of sword light, the momentum of gold rose, and the two blood thunders were broken just like that. No one could have imagined that things would turn out this way, without even a single injury.

  "The power of the Blood Sacrifice is too small, if it were a Nine-Trials Blood Sacrifice, I would have left immediately, unfortunately." The king's eyes gleamed with killing intent, step by step treading on empty space, at this moment everyone was like an arrow at the end of its flight, the entire Mystic Gate was dyed red with blood.

  "With the blood sacrifice going down, the Xuanmen also had no vitality left." The face of the Xuanmen sect leader was dull and his body was almost bursting, he knew that even if someone came to rescue him now, he would not survive, his divine spirit had been sacrificed to heaven and earth, with no possibility of revival.

  "Are you really going to die......" The Xuanmen was silent, everyone looked at this human Daoist elder, he seemed like the judge of heaven and earth, the god of death, constantly reaping lives.

  "Senior brother, where are you? Have you really abandoned the Mystic Door? Really?" Qing Xuan gazed up at the sky, his face dim and gloomy. Qin Hao had left an indelible impression on him, that figure etched in his mind at all times. But now that the Mystic Door was facing difficulties, Qin Hao was nowhere to be found. She couldn't believe that Qin Hao would abandon the Mystic Door, she didn't want to believe it, but facts always triumphed over eloquence.

  Everyone's eyes only had emptiness, confusion, the path of a monk had been walked for so long, but unfortunately it ended here, they silently waited, waiting for the next moment of death.

  "Dragon Soul Strike." A shocking dragon's roar echoed, it was the Human King who emitted it. Xuan Wuming's eyes were filled with hatred, but he was powerless and weak, his body's strength had been depleted, even moving was difficult. The golden long sword transformed into a heavenly dragon, attacking downwards, that aura made people feel the arrival of death in the next moment.

  "Hooo..."

  "An existence as insignificant as an ant, destined to not survive in this world." Qing Shu's sword sliced through the defensive barrier of Sun Tai Shang Lao, striking him down and leaving him severely injured.

  But just as everyone was despairing, a terrifying aura suddenly came from the distant sky: "Does no one in the Mystic Door dare to deceive me?"

  This sound was like heavenly music, bringing endless hope to people, because this voice they were very familiar with, the former waste, the mysterious gate was known to everyone.

  "He's back......" Everyone seemed to have a backbone now, and it turned out that he hadn't abandoned the Xuanmen after all.

  "Senior brother." Qing Xuan was far away, but he only heard the footsteps that shook the mountain peaks, rumbling and thundering. He was still so powerful, every time he came out, it was so shocking.

  But everyone thought of one thing, this is a human dao cultivator. Qin Hao has the ability to kill a successful dao cultivator, but under a human dao cultivator, he is still an ant-like existence.

  "You're back, but why must you?" Xuán Wú Míng shook his head helplessly. He believed that Qín Hào was not the kind of person who would betray trust and abandon others, yet he would rather Qín Hào had not returned.

  "He's back, it's really him, Qin Hao Shixiong is back." Some female disciples, although their faces were pale, had a hint of joy on their faces.

  "Qin Hao is back? The task can be completed now." Qing Shu said.

  "But can he defeat this Human Dao cultivator?" Although Qin Hao had returned, their faces were still gloomy. The Heavenly Dragon was descending, and they were going to die. Perhaps Qin Hao would only see their corpses.

  But the next moment, they were stunned, no one was seen, only heard its voice, a crescent-shaped light cut through the sky, and the terrifying aura almost made people tremble.

  "Hmph..." The crescent moon's light was about to land on the heavenly dragon, cutting it in half at the waist, but its momentum didn't decrease, and it crashed into a distant mountain peak with a loud explosion. The small mountain peak was directly cut off, and this terrifying power almost stunned everyone. The scene suddenly fell silent as if dead...