Dense gloomy fog shrouded the entire Jade Terrace Mountain.
In front of the Feather Robe Elder, human-shaped dense fog appeared, then quickly transformed into Chen Xia.
"Trying out the newly learned divine abilities," Chen Xia said flatly, while slapping off the dust on his white clothes.
Ever since he entered the Dead Star Region, every time he killed a ghost, he could connect a little more with the Dead Star Region, and these gloomy fogs could also be controlled by him.
Perhaps because he was the only living person in the Dead Star Region, plus a bit of fortune, it sounded quite reasonable.
The Feather Robe Elder's expression became even more solemn. A cultivator who could connect with the Dead Star Region, his origin was really worth pondering deeply.
"May I ask if friend is willing to reveal your origin, we can sit down and have a nice chat."
Chen Xia shook his head, "Don't ask too much, I'm just here to kill, will leave after I'm done."
"Is there really no other way?" The Feather Robe Elder was still unwilling to fight directly, and asked one more time.
"If you let me kill, then I can chat with you for a couple more sentences," Chen Xia answered very directly, he was here to kill the Junior Sect Leader.
The Feather Robe Elder sighed, "It seems we are really not on the same path."
He raised both hands, shouted in a low voice, "Rise!"
Chen Xia's body shook, suspended in midair, as if grabbed by Jade Terrace Mountain.
The gloomy light in his eyes turned, his body transformed into dense fog and disappeared without a trace.
The Feather Robe Elder immediately turned his head.
Thick, gloomy fog permeated almost all the peaks of Jade Terrace Mountain, constantly shifting.
He was looking for him!
The Feather Robe Elder gritted his teeth, formed hand seals, his face flushed red, and shouted loudly, "Mountain River Universe!"
The entire Jade Terrace Mountain shook, the grand formation flashed, expelling the thick gloomy fog, transforming into emerald green rays that chased and killed it.
The cultivators of Jade Terrace Mountain gradually came out, looking at the sky-covering black fog and the Feather Robe Elder's move, all were shocked.
"The Grand Elder made a move, who is the intruder?!"
"Who dares to make trouble at Jade Terrace Mountain?!"
Some Elders at the Emptiness Realm also came out, but they did not intervene in this battle. With their strength, they were more or less inadequate.
The gloomy black fog did not tangle with the emerald green rays, but circled towards the horizon.
At the main peak, a wisp of gloomy fog turned into Chen Xia's figure, facing the hiding Junior Sect Leader, a smile on his face.
"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt much."
He comforted, while the Junior Sect Leader trembled, unable to even scream.
"So you cultivators..." Chen Xia shook his head, "are all bullies, turn cowardly when real fight starts, I have to say, it's quite disgusting."
The Junior Sect Leader's throat throbbed, he stammered out pleas, "Don't kill me, don't..."
"Why did I come if not to kill you?" Chen Xia asked back, at the same time he had already grabbed the Junior Sect Leader's head, he didn't want to drag this out.
But the Feather Robe Elder didn't give him the chance. He appeared in front of Chen Xia, his previous panic gone from his face.
"This is the strongest main peak with the strongest grand formation, you came, you have to stay."
"Oh?" Chen Xia raised his brow.
On the main peak of Jade Terrace Mountain, a ten thousand feet grand formation rose from the ground. In its core, was a dark green bronze spear covered in mottled rust!
"In ancient times it slayed immortals, today it's more than enough to kill you!"
The Feather Robe Elder raised both hands, his face flushed red, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, he shouted in a low voice.
"Kill!"
The ten thousand feet grand formation shook, the dark green bronze spear emitted a terrifying aura as it rose, the ground and sky shook, the spearhead aimed straight at Chen Xia.
Chen Xia frowned, feeling this was somewhat tricky. Since advancing to the Emptiness Realm, he had never faced such a formidable attack.
The void sky shook.
The bronze spear shot out explosively, the void crumbled along its path, lower level cultivators were pressed into the ground, unable to get up.
The spear locked onto Chen Xia tightly, slowing his actions, he couldn't even gather spiritual energy.
"Switch!"
The Feather Robe Elder shouted again through gritted teeth.
The Junior Sect Leader instantly left Chen Xia's hands and appeared behind the Feather Robe Elder.
At this instant, the bronze spear pierced Chen Xia's chest, sending him crashing towards the rear mountain peak!
Of Jade Terrace Mountain's nine peaks, besides the main peak, the other eight were shattered. Their mountain tops collapsed, a ray of light smashed into the ground of Jade Terrace Mountain, obliterating half of it.
"Huff..." The Feather Robe Elder panted.
The Junior Sect Leader looked at the ray of light, desperately hoping Chen Xia was dead.
The lower cultivators were even more horrified, too scared to speak.
Did the Grand Elder win?
The Junior Sect Leader thought happily, a smile just appearing on his face, when fog suddenly materialized around his neck, quickly becoming a hand.
"The people I want to kill, so far none have escaped death."
A flat voice, the white clothed figure appeared again, his left chest full of blood, dyeing his clothes red.
The Feather Robe Elder immediately turned his head, horror in his eyes.
While the Junior Sect Leader's eyes filled with despair, he opened his mouth, wanting to plead, but no words came out.
Because he saw his own body, completely whole.
Headless.
Chen Xia held the Junior Sect Leader's head, looking at the Feather Robe Elder, said finally.
"Jade Terrace Mountain, I'll remember you."
He transformed into black fog, headed for the sky, merging into the fog and quickly disappearing.
After some time.
The Feather Robe Elder spat blood, forcibly propping himself up, shouting to the Elders: "Report to Blue Sky Sword Sea, hurry!"
Chen Xia returned very quickly, in just half a month, he reached the Never Aging Gate crossing, the chest wound still not healed, even worsening.
Cao Gao saw him and was filled with guilt again.
The gloomy figure was even more alarmed, but seeing the wound, knew what means the old freak at Jade Terrace Mountain had used.
What was frightening was that Chen Xia survived this and didn't seem grievously injured.
Chen Xia didn't say anything, taking Cao Gao in the boat towards the Dead Star Region, drifting slowly.
Chen Xia stood at the bow, said flatly.
"After this trip, sell or discard the boat, then find a secluded place to live in hiding. Don't think of dying either, living is still better than dignified death."
Cao Gao's face was complex, he bowed to Chen Xia, "Thank you, senior."
Chen Xia waved his hand, "No seniors or juniors between us, just strangers who met by chance, then gradually became half friends."
"Is...is that so?" Cao Gao asked again for confirmation.
"I think so," Chen Xia nodded.
The journey was not far, the Dead Star Region very near.
At the bow, Chen Xia waved to Cao Gao, "Live longer, maybe we'll meet again someday."
Cao Gao nodded. His aged face rarely showed a smile, even though he knew these were just comforting words from Chen Xia.
Between them, they would probably never cross paths again.
Chen Xia stepped out, leaving the boat, and entered the Dead Star Region.
Countless ghosts appeared, their long hands embraced him, entangling continuously, dragging him deeper into the Dead Star Region, as if to sink him in.
Cao Gao opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something.
Chen Xia placed a finger to his mouth, gesturing to be silent, and said finally.
"No need to call for me."
His figure sank into the fog, as if the starry sky embraced him.
A hundred years later, Cao Gao sold the boat, took spirit stones, and went to a very remote place.
Sometimes at night he would gaze upon the sea of stars.
But he never searched again.
Until the end of his days.
Please follow me. Goodnight, goodnight.
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iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
