Star Trace Gate

Chapter 790 Returning to Kill, Snowstorm and Grave

In the ruins of the collapsed barren mountain, Ling Yun, with the head of the second brother Chun Gui in one hand and a broken sword in the other, staggered out with blood-stained white clothes.

Ren Ye stared at him blankly, his eyes dull, his heart shocked and full of mixed emotions: "Brother Lingyun, you... why are you like this! Wait for me a moment, you and I...!"

"Oh!"

The bloody head slipped from Ling Yun's hand and fell heavily into the dust.

The revenge was achieved, and the endless regrets and unwillingness in his heart surged at this moment. He seemed to have no strength left in an instant.

"Gudong!"

Ling Yun sat on the ground with disheveled hair and limp body, facing the cold wind, his eyes empty as he said, "He wants to run, I want to kill, the two cannot be reconciled... That evil ghost is a super-quality one, and the precious sword of my ancient clan that has been carefully cared for... can't hold him back for a while."

"You fought with the leader of the Five Ghosts in the northeastern wilderness... I sensed the violent auras of the two of you, and I knew that he could not defeat you and would die today."

"Four of the five ghosts are gone, so how can I keep one in my hands? I must kill him, for Yue'e, and also... for myself."

"I have been practicing Taoism since I was born, and have spent years forging swords. I only have the reputation of being the pride of East Continent, but in the end, I couldn't even protect the person I love... I have wasted more than 20 years, but I haven't achieved Taoism, and I haven't built a family. There is really no one who has failed more than me."

He sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering to himself. When the cold wind hit his cheek, his eyes were as dim as a collapsed mountain of dust.

Ren Ye stood in front of him, his lips moving, but he swallowed the words back.

At this moment, he had clearly sensed that the star power surging out of Lingyun's abdomen was dissipating between heaven and earth; the thriving blood and energy in his physical body was nothing more than a last glow after it had burned out.

His star core was shattered, and his three souls and seven spirits were weak, just like the light of a candle when its oil had run out.

He originally wanted to leave behind the second ghost, so he chose to transform into Tao here, allowing the man and the sword to break through the shackles at the same time, burning his lifespan and star core to the extreme, and finally perish together with the other party.

Ren Ye also didn't know how to describe the negative emotions surging in his heart. Was it pity, sympathy, or helplessness towards Ling Yun? Or was it the sadness of burying all his companions in this imperial tomb? Perhaps none of them, or perhaps all of them.

At this moment, listening in silence may be the best response.

"call--!"

A strong wind blew, and the dust flew. Ling Yun narrowed his eyes and said self-deprecatingly: "What is the purpose of living in this life? Being born, embarking on the path of cultivation, and fighting hard in thousands of secret realms, after passing one level, there is still a mountain to climb. You are tired occasionally... and want to take a break, but you don't want to disappoint those expectant eyes. If those who expect you are harsh on you and use you for profit, it's fine... you can just run away. But they treat you very well and regard you as a jewel in their palm. If you are not talented, they will tell outsiders that you are introverted and slow to enlighten... You don't have such grand ambitions, but they say you are low-key and reserved, and full of strategies..."

"Finally, they have used their endless love and efforts to cultivate a shining you, who can be brought to the stage for people to admire and comment on."

"At the end of your life, you are you, and you are no longer you."

"hehe……!"

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Ling Yun's mouth. He looked up at the sky and said hoarsely, "An emperor's tomb, a chance... how many lives will be imprisoned. I can't leave, and Yue'e can't leave either... The red candles in the bridal chamber are this endless wilderness; the phoenix coronet and the bridal robe are that... the snow in the westernmost part. Well, I can take a break...!"

Ren Ye stared at him blankly, and finally spoke: "Although we have known each other for only a few days, and have only met two or three times before and after. But today, you and I are side by side in this imperial tomb... We are friends for life and death. Do you have any last wishes?"

"When we arrived at Dadao Bridge that day, she said... Xiji Mountain is very beautiful, so let's bury us there...!" Ling Yun replied: "And my sword."

"Okay, don't worry, I can guarantee that your ghost will not disappear for half an hour, just wait and enter the mountain."

Ren nodded without hesitation, and with a wave of his hand, he activated the Phoenix Fire Furnace, and instantly took away Ling Yun's body.

Following that, he drew a wisp of purple energy and tapped it into Ling Yun's forehead. With this good fortune from the human world, he temporarily blocked out the deathly aura and prolonged his life for a short while.

After everything was ready, he walked towards the wasteland and pulled out the broken ancient sword.

The sword was broken, its spirit no longer existed, it was no different from any other object. However, the two characters "Lingyun" engraved under the hilt were clearly written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like style.

"boom!"

A sound of breaking air was heard, and a familiar figure flew over from a distance.

"Brother Liu, Brother Lingyun...are you two okay?" Feng Rende shouted with a pale face.

Ren also turned around to look at him and frowned, "Are you hurt?!"

"Yes, when I was fighting with the four ghosts, I was burned by fire and hit by a palm, so I suffered some minor injuries." Feng Rende waved his hand and said, "I have taken the elixir, it's okay. Where is Brother Lingyun?"

Ren Ye raised his hand and took out the ancient sword, saying calmly, "He chose to perish together with the two ghosts using the method of transformation, so he won't be alive for long. I led him into a treasure and prepared to send him back to Xiji Mountain."

"This...this is such a pity!"

Feng Rende was a little confused when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect that Ling Yun would die here.

"Let's go, go back."

Ren also turned and left.

"Wait a minute, Brother Liu!" At this moment, Feng Rende shouted urgently, "Didn't you notice that the group of geniuses who shared the luck earlier didn't catch up with us now?"

"Found it." Ren Ye continued to walk towards the Dadao Bridge.

"Someone in charge must have instigated them to change their minds. They are obviously planning to sit back and watch the fight between the two tigers, so that they can reap the benefits." Feng Rende glared and shouted, "Brother Liu, you know how to enter the mountain without walking on the bridge. There is no need for the two of us to go back now. We just need to stay away from here and hide in a secluded place. Let them get tired of waiting, and they will naturally disperse."

"I promised Lingyun that I would send him and Yue'e into the mountains."

"If you go back, those geniuses will definitely hunt you down!" Feng Rende was very puzzled: "Knowing this, why do you still want to go?"

"Because I want to go back—to kill people."

"boom!"

Ren Ye threw down a sentence, then soared into the sky and headed straight for the Avenue Bridge.

"It's over. The descendant of the ancient emperor is unwise... and has been blinded by anger." Feng Rende stared at his figure disappearing into the sky with his eyes wide open. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Alas, when can you be more rational like me?"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he soared into the sky and hurriedly chased after Ren Ye.

..............................

Avenue Bridge.

More than twenty geniuses are "gathering" and enjoying the joy of harvest.

"Brother Han, you also got a blood guide just now, right?" An ordinary-looking young man swung his sleeves and bowed to a young Taoist priest.

"I do want to, but my hands are not as long as yours." The young Taoist shook his head and said helplessly: "This is fate, don't force it, don't force it..."

“Haha, don’t worry. Since the heir of Zifu is in charge today, the battle is not over yet.” The ordinary-looking young man lowered his voice and said, “Don’t forget, the heir of the ancient emperor and his companions haven’t come back yet.”

“Even if the ancient emperor’s descendant comes back, I will not join you in hunting him down.” The young Taoist shook his head decisively.

"Why?!" the ordinary-looking young man asked in confusion.

"Because I met him at the Tianjiao Gathering in Xiliang." The young Taoist replied with a serious expression.

"No way? You, the direct disciple of the Red Eyebrow Taoist, are actually frightened by the descendant of the Ancient Emperor?!" The ordinary-looking young man replied in disbelief.

"There is still a long way to go." The young Taoist priest just said this lightly and said no more.

At the bridgehead of the avenue, the heir of Zifu, Mr. Zhu holding a folding fan, and the rough-looking young man with a black knife stood side by side.

"Will he really come back?" Master Zhu waved his fan gently and said with a smile, "Don't forget, he knows the second way into the mountain. If we don't take the main bridge and just hide in a remote place, how long will we have to wait?"

"Brother Zhu, I still say the same thing." The Purple Mansion heir stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Emperor and destiny are connected. If the ancient emperor's heir wants to complete the path of emperor, he will definitely not gamble with the life of the destiny holder, and will not let the other party hide in the mountains to take risks. He will definitely come back."

"boom!"

As if to confirm the judgment of the heir of Zifu, as soon as he finished speaking, a divine rainbow flew over from the southeast sky.

“Haha, here he comes! He really dares to come back!” The young man with the black knife had bright eyes and immediately sent a message to the surrounding geniuses: “My fellow Taoists, our great opportunity has come!”

A rough voice rang in everyone's ears. Everyone stopped communicating instantly and just looked up at the sky with complicated eyes.

The Purple Mansion heir's eyes were sharp, and he immediately sent a message to Master Zhu and the young man with the black knife: "I will set up the stage, and I also need someone to perform on the stage. If this is to succeed, the three of us must advance and retreat together."

"Of course!" Master Zhu nodded in response.

"Don't worry, today... I will definitely have a taste of the luck in the world no matter what." The young man with the black knife also responded decisively.

"brush!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Ye fell from the sky and landed steadily in the wilderness two miles away from the Avenue Bridge.

He faced the cold wind, his hair flying, and looked at the twenty or so geniuses outside the bridge. His face was as calm as water, and he spoke word by word, "Ling Yun and I are the ones who risk our lives, but the blood-attracting opportunity of the Great Emperor is shared equally by everyone present."

"When the five ghosts blocked the bridge, I had already said that they were blocking me, so I never implicated others. Even if I risked my life, I would go into the mountain alone."

"After the situation here was resolved, you took advantage of the situation and snatched the blood of the person I killed at the bridgehead. This is not shameless or despicable. After all, everyone who comes here wants to take a step further, to compete with others and with the heavens."

"If everything ends peacefully, then it will be good for you, me and everyone else."

"But after you gain the advantage, you want to sit on the mountain and watch the fight. But I can tolerate this, because there are too many beasts in this world, and we really can't talk to them one by one. If you are upset when you see them, just stay away."

"It's a pity that, because of your dirty calculations, a close friend who stood shoulder to shoulder with me today is about to die."

"So... I'm really angry and I want to kill someone!"

"Yes, it's just to kill people, there's no logic to it either."

Ren was also in the wilderness, and every time he took a step forward, he would speak a sentence very clearly, and his eyes were always fixed on the heir of Zifu.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Ren Ye staring at him, the Purple Mansion heir laughed loudly and said, "...Although you are the descendant of the Ancient Emperor, your words are a bit too arrogant, aren't they? Everyone has taken action to kill the four ghosts, so they are naturally qualified to seize the blood-attracting opportunity. You can control the sky, the earth, and everyone's food, so don't you want to fight for your life anymore?"

"Haha, I guessed right, you are the person in charge." Ren Ye stared at him with "burning" eyes and nodded slightly.

In fact, he had his own suspicions about why everyone stopped chasing him just now, and he also felt that this unknown man in purple was the villain who secretly plotted and caused Ling Yun's death.

Because Little Bad King had sensed before that this person had been hiding in the dark and observing, and had never taken action, and he had very impolitely used his divine sense to sense him in the West Mountain. In addition, he took the initiative to answer the question at this moment, which instantly confirmed that he was the person in charge.