My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1505 - 560: Hunt_2

In the next instant, the figures of the two disappeared simultaneously into the white mist.

When they reappeared, they were already within the Funeral Star Mountain Range, a hundred thousand miles away.

The clash of spear and sword turned muffled and terrifying; each collision stirred ripples of the Great Dao, shattering the dust of galaxies beyond the Nine Heavens.

Their battle transcended simple moves and had become a collision of fundamental laws.

This battle lasted for a full five hundred rounds.

No one saw exactly what happened, only that later records in the Heavenly Realm noted, "On that day the mountains and rivers were overturned, and all things mourned. Two quasi-emperors fought beyond the heavens, the aftermath shaking all realms, illuminating the ninefold universe. Scarlet flames burned the void, profound ice sealed the cosmos, a spectacle unseen for ten thousand years."

Western Wilderness Forbidden Land.

The destructive brilliance of scorching white and icy cold gradually faded, revealing a shattered desert. Countless void fragments drifted silently, telling the tale of the fierce battle that had just occurred.

Ye Qi was half-kneeling on the ground, the Clear Frost Sword stuck in the earth beside him, supporting his trembling body.

The extreme cold around him had receded like a tide; his complexion was as pale as paper, and his body was covered in shocking cracks.

Chen Sansi stepped forward, crossing miles to come before him, silently watching the other, without speaking for a long time.

"Cough, cough..."

Ye Qi broke the silence, cursing as he spoke, "Damn it, don't just stand there staring, come help me, open my storage bag, there's something inside."

He was near collapse, unable to even open a high-grade storage bag.

Chen Sansi infused his immortal power, found a jar of ordinary yellow wine inside, took it out, opened it, poured two bowls, and then sat down across from him.

Ye Qi, with trembling hands, struggled to bring the yellow wine to his lips and then squinted his eyes with great satisfaction: "Since cultivating, I don't know how many years it's been since I've experienced the unique aroma of old yellow wine. At the end, it's a kind of enjoyment."

"Brother Ye."

Chen Sansi asked solemnly, "Any last wishes?"

"Wishes?"

Ye Qi laughed bitterly: "I've been alone for tens of thousands of years, you could say without any ties, nothing to leave behind. But if I have to say, seeing Ding Xiu dead could count."

"He will die."

Chen Sansi said calmly and resolutely.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Ye Qi spat blood and gestured for the white robe not to approach: "Drink with me, finish this jar of wine."

"Alright."

Chen Sansi sat back down and continued drinking with him.

Bowl after bowl until the wine jar was empty.

Ye Qi's head also fell weakly.

Chen Sansi took out the Tai Yi Transport Silk, absorbed the Human Race's fortune from his body, then buried him on the spot, and then tore open the void with one spear, vanishing into it.

Ten.

Still ten short!

No one knew when Elder Jiang wouldn't hold on.

So he must go faster from now on.

...

The second one, Murong Yuanshou!

This person is an Inner Sect Elder of the Kunpeng Heavenly Palace, one of the Eight Immortals' Upper Sects.

Now that the world is in chaos, he's been hiding deep within the sect's forbidden grounds early on.

"Master."

Murong Yuanshou paced anxiously back and forth, speaking to the elderly man meditating with closed eyes in the cave mansion: "How long must we hide here?"

"Do you need to ask?"

The elder with long brows opened one eye and said, "Naturally, we wait until everything calms down, and we follow the Luoxiao Sect to ascend to the Heavenly Realm."

"What about fortune?"

Murong Yuanshou asked: "The old blind man of the Star Plucking Tower has already revealed the fortune list, if we don't fight for it now, will there still be time later?"

"Idiot."

The elder with long brows said: "Do you think that blind man risked heavenly retribution to reveal the list just for entertainment? He intends to use you to kill Chen Sansi!"

"Then just kill!"

Murong Yuanshou naturally said: "In the struggle for the Great Dao, it's life or death, it's been so since the beginning of time. Since he holds fortune, blocking other people's paths, he must die sooner or later."

"But not now!"

The elder with long brows scolded: "You are not top among the twelve. Leaving early, you don't even have a fifty percent chance of winning. When the time is set, I will naturally help you!"

"Master!"

Murong Yuanshou said gravely: "The Heavenly Dao has order. If a Saint or higher cultivator intervenes in the struggle for fortune, they will suffer heavenly retribution. Not everyone can evade like Li Zhiming."

"Yuanshou!"

The elder with long brows said solemnly: "You are the former emperor, Kunpeng will rise for eighty thousand years."

"I understand..."

Murong Yuanshou's expression suddenly darkened: "Master, rest assured, I will definitely spread the Kunpeng Sect's Daoist Inheritance, rebuild the sect soon, suppress Luoxiao."

"Good, good."

The elder with long brows nodded in relief, smiling: "I have lived over sixty thousand years, tried all manners, yet couldn't obtain that strand of fortune. Fortunately, Heaven blesses my Kunpeng to give us a disciple like you."

"Old senior, aren't you celebrating a bit too soon?"

While the master and disciple were plotting for their sect's future, a deep and majestic voice suddenly echoed through the cave mansion.

"Who?!"

The elder with long brows jumped up, only to see a white robe standing unknowingly within the cave mansion.

"Chen Sansi?!"

He recognized the figure, his pupils trembling.

The sect had a Mountain Protection Array and countless disciples guarding it, not to mention the restrictions left by the ancestor in this forbidden ground.

How could this scoundrel break in so easily?!

The elder with long brows mobilized the immortal essence within him, intending to activate restrictions, but found he couldn't sense the restriction's presence at all.

"Old senior, don't bother, your formation and restriction have been undone by me."

Chen Sansi got straight to the point: "I give you half a cup of tea's time to consider; either hand over the fortune yourselves, or I'll kill you and take the fortune."

"Arrogant!"

Murong Yuanshou erupted in anger: "Chen Sansi, where do you get the confidence that you will surely win? Today you come at the right time, let us fight head-on; whoever comes, the fortune belongs to them."

Without wasting words, Chen Sansi directly revealed the Longdan Bright Silver Spear.

"Ha ha~"

The elder with long brows drew a long blade from the void, obviously not intending for his disciple to battle: "Chen you brat, I must admit this useless disciple is not your match, but you're being too arrogant. Once we start fighting, it will definitely trigger a celestial phenomenon, by then, Li Zhiming will come with others, once you can't escape, you'll be besieged!"

"Then..."

Chen Sansi said expressionlessly: "What about now?"

Finished speaking.

A wave of clean energy spread from him as the center.

The clean energy passed.

The elder with long brows' Immortal Prison Soul Suppressing Blade was the first to lose its spiritual nature, and then he felt that the mana that had accumulated within him for tens of thousands of years vanished in an instant!

Murong Yuanshou had already begun to dive into the void as the white robe spoke, intending to swiftly approach and attack, but just as he got within a hundred paces, he suddenly felt as if a giant hand pulled him out of the void, slamming him heavily to the ground. When he tried to rise again, his mortal body felt unbearably heavy, as if he had lost all his cultivation!

All laws are forbidden!

The elder with long brows and Murong Yuanshou, both pure magic cultivators, were now nothing more than a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken and an elderly man on the verge of death, without any power to resist.

"You, you..."

The elder with long brows had only heard rumors before, never imagined "all laws are forbidden" was real, let alone a divine skill that could be mastered and used at will!

"For the last time."

Chen Sansi coldly said: "Hand over the fortune, and I will spare your lives!"

The elder with long brows sighed in lamentation.

Truly, time and fate are inescapable! 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Their Kunpeng Heavenly Palace had finally cultivated a disciple with fortune, only to meet this stifling end.

But, as the saying goes, as long as the green hills are there, there will be no worry for firewood.

"Disciple~"

He began to speak, intending to counsel his disciple.

Who knew.

Murong Yuanshou had already picked up his master's long blade, rushing furiously towards the white robe: "Chen Sansi, die!!!"

"Pfft—"

The long spear flashed past.

Murong Yuanshou fell dead on the spot.