Chapter 470 - A Familiar Aura
“Everyone, I’m sorry to announce that—according to the news I’ve just received—Qin Nan has carelessly fallen into the Mengpo River. It seems like the duel between the two geniuses won’t be taking place.” Progenitor Wen Dao said with sigh as if he were feeling remorseful.
The crowd was astounded hearing the words.
The Mengpo River!
How could Qin Nan survive after falling into the Mengpo River?
As for falling into it carelessly?
No f*cking way!
Song Yu, Lu Jian, and Miao Yuxin shook their heads. As Qin Nan had chosen to go against Progenitor Wen Dao’s will on behalf of the Qinglong Sacred Area, this was what he would get in the end.
“Falling into the Mengpo River…”
The expressions of Tang Qingshan, Peak Leader Duanmu, and the others instantly stiffened.
The Mengpo River!
That Mengpo River again!
A few hundred years ago, their junior sister had also fallen into the Mengpo River!
Back then, Tang Qingshan was being targeted by Death’s Servant too, and his Junior Sister had sacrificed herself to save Tang Qingshan from being ambushed by Death’s Servant, saving his life!
Initially, Tang Qingshan and his companions had thought that Death’s Servant would not dare to act ruthlessly after breaking the rules last time, but he had done it once again!
“Progenitor Wen Dao!”
Tang Qingshan’s eyes instantly reddened, as a boundless murderous aura burst out from his body.
It was obvious that Progenitor Wen Dao was supporting Death’s Servant behind the scenes!
“Tang Qingshan, calm down!” Sacred Leader Qinglong suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed Tang Qingshan’s shoulder, before speaking in a low tone, “Qin Nan is the Saint of our Qinglong Sacred Area. How could he die so easily? Don’t worry, he will return to the Reaper’s Platform very soon!”
Return to the Reaper’s Platform!
Tang Qingshan and the others wore doubtful looks.
Would Qin Nan really return after falling into the Mengpo River?
However, when they saw the firm look in Sacred Leader Qinglong’s eyes despite the deathly aura emitting from his body, they chose to remain silent.
The crowd shook their heads after hearing the words.
Were you being serious?
Even a Martial Highness would not be able to survive after falling into the Mengpo River!
Progenitor Wen Dao and Sacred Leader Feiyang burst out laughing. They exchanged glances with one another, before their eyes turned fiery.
The Reaper’s Platform had appeared!
It was time to make their move soon!
...The Ocean of Death, the second trial of the Underworld Bridge...
Qin Nan could only feel his body descending into h.e.l.l, as his ears were filled with endless cries.
“That Death’s Servant did not dare to use his full strength…”
The thought flashed across Qin Nan’s mind when his figure was sent flying. He had been left with a minor injury, thus his strength still remained.
He swiftly checked his surroundings, which caused his scalp to turn numb.
Countless excited dead souls with their b.l.o.o.d.y mouths open wide sprang toward him at a rapid pace.
“The Art of Heart-Calming and Demon-Expelling!”
Qin Nan uttered a roar and summoned the giant bell which encapsulated his figure.
The dead souls crashed into the giant bell, resulting in dense explosions that caused the bell to tremble vigorously.
Qin Nan’s left eye emitted endless rays of lightning onto the surface of the bell. Any dead souls coming into contact with the bell were eliminated instantly.
“This ain’t good. There are too many dead souls in this Menpo River. I must find a way to escape as soon as possible!”
Qin Nan took a glance downward at the immeasurably deep river, before clenching his teeth and executing the Art of Heart-Calming and Demon Expelling, preparing to make his way back to the Underworld Bridge.
However, the number of dead souls surrounding him increased rapidly, as if they had formed a barrier crus.h.i.+ng down onto Qin Nan’s figure.
Even with Qin Nan’s Thirty-Three-Dragon-Lined Golden Nascent Soul, he would not be able to break through.
There were too many of them!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
After being slammed by the countless dead souls, Qin Nan’s figure slowly sunk deep into the Mengpo River. His surroundings were filled with endless water the color of blood and countless dead souls.
Qin Nan’s expression changed while he continued to unleash the Sky Thunder, striking his foes.
Despite his powerful attacks, each attack could only eliminate just over ten dead souls, which had little effect against the millions of dead souls surrounding him.
Qin Nan let out a cry.
He clearly knew that he would not be able to escape with his own strength.
However, the copper mirror in his Divine Sense remained silent as if it could not hear Qin Nan’s cry.
“d.a.m.n it, why is this copper mirror not reacting at a crucial time like this? If this continues, my energy is going to be depleted eventually…”
Qin Nan tried his best to think, but he could not figure out a solid plan.
Two shocking cries could be heard all of a sudden.
Among the countless dead souls, two of them with giant figures and reddened eyes sprang in Qin Nan’s direction with ferocious auras.
“Half-Martial Highness Realm dead souls?”
Qin Nan was dumbstruck.
The dead souls he had been facing before were only either Martial Emperor Realm or Martial Ancestor Realm presences. He had not expected to stumble into half-Martial Highness Realm dead souls!
Qin Nan uttered a blasting roar while drawing out the ancient saber Ira. A shocking saber intent was fired as he battled against the two dead souls.
As the two dead souls did not possess any intelligence, they were knocked back continuously by Qin Nan’s saber intent.
ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!
However, that was not the end of it. More than twenty half-Martial Highness Realm dead souls could be seen rus.h.i.+ng toward him ferociously.
“It’s almost impossible to escape now. If that’s the case, let’s fight!”
Qin Nan clenched his teeth while his body emitted an incredible battle intent!
It was as if he had turned into a war puppet, which continued to lash out slashes at the foes surrounding him.
Due to the prolonged battle, the glow of his Thirty-Three-Dragon-Lined Golden Nascent Soul turned dimmer, while his body was filled with a sense of fatigue.
“Am I...going to die here?”
A thought flickered across Qin Nan’s mind.
At that instant, he recollected the scene where Tang Qingshan had dropped to his knees before him at the Mystic Spirit Sect. He remembered Sacred Leader Qinglong’s extremely weak appearance. He thought about the Longhu Dominator Beast, Sima Kong, Gong Yang, and Princess Miao Miao.
If I were to die here, how could I explain myself to the people who had high hopes for me!
Qin Nan uttered a raging roar while his hair danced wildly. A shocking battle intent was fired into the sky.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
A series of explosions took place in the Mengpo River.
Qin Nan continued to fight for a prolonged time. He was clueless as to the number of slashes he had executed. He only knew that the dead souls would not stop coming. Even when he was on the verge of losing his consciousness after his energy was depleted, he could not see any ray of light due to the enormous number of dead souls surrounding him.
Qin Nan tried to say something by opening his mouth, but his consciousness was devoured by the extreme fatigue.
The giant bell and Sky Thunder unleashed from his body instantly dissipated. The surrounding dead souls immediately sprang toward his figure trying to tear him apart.
At that instant, an imperious yell could be heard all of a sudden.
The countless dead souls, even the ones with half-Martial Highness Realm cultivations, halted in their tracks as their eyes were filled with great terror as if they had just encountered something terrifying, before they rapidly fled in all directions.
In just the blink of an eye, not a single dead soul remained.
“Such a familiar aura…”
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