Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times-Chapter 860 - 279: "It was quite an intricate setup; it really startled me."_2
Chapter 860: Chapter 279: "It was quite an intricate setup; it really startled me."_2
"..."
The white-haired elder kept a stoic silence, not rebuffing nor speaking. He and Ba Dan had been friends for many years, so long that he had lost count, only remembering their youthful days adventuring together in the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm.
He sat on Ba Dan’s shoulder, slashing through enemies along the way.
Ba Dan was a Body Cultivator and he was a Magic Practitioner; they made a great team. The treasure currently on Ba Dan’s wrist was the very one he had lent to Ba Dan just a while ago.
He was all too aware of the humiliation Ba Dan endured. Ba Dan, quite straightforward and always talking about wanting women, yet never acting on it, was generous and reliable with his friends.
Perhaps everyone has such a reliable person by their side, someone who would take a task and complete it well—Ba Dan was that kind of person.
However...
Years ago, Ba Dan made a deadly enemy of the Demon Clan Leader, who then began ruthlessly pursuing Ba Dan’s friends and family. To protect them, Ba Dan had to cut ties with all his friends.
And today, he had come to accompany Ba Dan on his last journey.
The elder stood high in the sky, a fleck of murkiness crossing his eyes, his body slightly trembling. He had come disguised today, not for fear of being discovered by the Demon Clan Leader, but for fear of being recognized by Ba Dan.
He didn’t want Ba Dan to see that his friend was right there, witnessing his death but not lifting a finger to save him.
He dared not intervene; he was afraid to die.
He had his own family to think about; his death would instantly precipitate their downfall. Many lived because of him, sheltered in the Immortal Realm under his protection. He had countless reasons why he couldn’t die.
Soon.
As more and more powerful figures approached from a distance, the usually quiet skies above the Demon Clan Forest suddenly became bustling.
"Tsk, tsk."
A sneering laugh abruptly echoed through the Demon Clan Forest.
Then they saw a young man in a white robe, with white hair and two horns atop his head, slowly walking into the sky, taking a higher position and sneering down at Ba Dan, "I thought who could it be; isn’t this the cowardly little Ba Dan?"
"What now, want to continue kneeling and begging me?"
"Didn’t I tell you last time, if you delivered all your friends to me, I would surely grant you the Yin Emperor’s Fortune? I even swore to the Heavenly Dao, don’t you believe me?"
"..."
Ba Dan didn’t speak, merely slowly winding up his Fangtian Halberd as Spiritual Energy surged out, setting up a soundproofing array that blocked Divine Sense and rasped, "Zhao Yishi, all high-class races are cowardly in their youth."
"It’s our nature because, for races like us, we become incredibly powerful as we grow, so naturally, we are more fearful of death in our youth to avoid all dangers."
"You were like this, and I was too when I was young."
"But you are different; your Bloodline Grade is higher than mine, meaning you won’t break your shackles as an adult unless external forces intervene. Without them, you would continue to be mired this way your entire life."
"My master sacrificed his life to help me break these shackles, and today, I will use my life to help you break yours."
"Perhaps this is what they call a legacy."
"At the time, I didn’t understand my master. Even though his end was near, he could have struggled on for a few more centuries, so why seek death deliberately? Now I understand."
"Next..."
"Watch closely, remember this sissy’s face; he will be the enemy you need to spend your whole life trying to kill."
Ba Dan’s voice was hoarse and calm, devoid of much emotional turbulence. Deep down, he understood that this was a very selfish act, akin to forcibly dragging Zhao Yishi into a life framed by revenge, disrupting Zhao Yishi’s current life.
Yes.
He too had not understood this before and even resented his master for it.
But later, he came to understand that this was the fate of the Barbarian Tribe’s Heavenly Pride.
Ordinary members of the Barbarian Tribe do not have the privilege of breaking their shackles by having loved ones die for them; nor are their shackles so difficult to break.
"Grandfather."
Zhao Yishi’s voice trembled with panic, "I..."
Before Zhao Yishi could finish, Ba Dan roared and fiercely swung down his Fangtian Halberd, plunging the sky into darkness instantly.
A massive spatial rift tore open, and from it, a dark light enveloped the entire Demon Continent.
This strike, packed with all of Ba Dan’s techniques, was possibly the strongest blow of his life, containing all the humiliation and frustration he had ever felt.
However...
The gap between them had gradually widened over the years.
The Demon Clan Leader nonchalantly snapped his fingers, and suddenly numerous specks of light drifted out from the Demon Clan Forest, forming an extremely fragile-looking Seven-colored Light Shield. This seemingly delicate shield effortlessly blocked Ba Dan’s mightiest strike.
Then with another snap of his fingers.
The Light Shield transformed into a spear and, with a speed undetectable by Divine Sense, stabbed towards Ba Dan’s chest.
When blood sprayed across the sky, Ba Dan’s body also heavily smashed to the ground from the air.
One strike, defeated.
The lifelong adversaries, who had battled for countless years without a clear victor, found that today, with just one strike, Ba Dan was defeated.
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