Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 528: Possessed?

Chapter 528: Possessed?

The old man didn't even look at Fang Chen. He calmly said, "This is not your physical body. Would you all like to leave?"

Fang Chen sneered coldly and raised his hand to slap the old man. "Old fool! You’re tired of living!"

Surprisingly, the slap didn't land on the old man's face.

The old man had disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was standing quietly behind Fang Chen. The old man's brows were slightly furrowed, seemingly pensive.

"Trash," said Fang Chen, his voice different from before, becoming deep and domineering.

This insult was clearly not directed to the old man or anyone present.

"You seem to be speaking some sense, would you like to leave?" The old man spoke calmly.

Fang Chen turned around and looked at the old man. The wicked smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by an imposing aura.

Fang Chen's lips curled upwards slightly. "I've just managed to come back to life, and you want me to die again just because you say so?"

"You came back to life?" The old man shook his head softly "You can't even be considered remnants of a soul. You’re a kind of evil creature born with intelligence, thinking yourself to be some kind of deity. Those are merely foolish delusions of yours."

The onlookers were shocked.

An evil creature?!

This white-bearded old man seemed to be aware of the fate of the person speaking.

Su Mu and Elder Chen exchanged looks of astonishment. "Not Divine Descent, but possession?"

They had encountered many evil beings before, but such a profoundly malevolent entity was unprecedented for them.

"If indeed he's been possessed, it can only mean that the source of this evil is extremely formidable, at least on the level of an Ancestor," whispered Elder Chen.

"This fellow does seem familiar, but I can't recall where I might have seen him. Among the Ascendants of this world, there doesn't seem to be anyone like him," murmured Su Mo, shaking his head softly.

Though uncertain of the old man's origins, they speculated silently as to why he remained untouched thus far. It surely indicated that he was at least an ascendant.

Upon hearing himself referred to as an evil entity, something within Fang Chen seemed to boil over uncontrollably.

A glimmer of darkness flashed in Fang Chen's eyes, as if echoing a dragon's roar resonating through the heavens."You insignificant ants. All of you are seeking death!"

A terrifying illusion of a real dragon surged out from within Fang Chen, exuding an aura that made all those present shiver from the depths of their souls.

Seeing this, the old man sighed softly then fell silent for a moment. In the end, he only uttered a single command.

"Stop!"

As that word fell, the illusion of that colossal dragon vanished.

In the next moment, the old man's palm was already pressed against Fang Chen's forehead. The white light emanating from Fang Chen seemed powerless against the old man. Strangely, from within the old man, a similar white light surged forth.

A flicker of astonishment flashed across Fang Chen's eyes before he was completely enveloped by the white light emanating from the old man.

"He... he's being suppressed!?"

"Could this elder be an Ascendant after all...?"

The onlookers were left stunned, exchanging hushed murmurs in disbelief.

However, the white light enveloping the two figures made it difficult for the onlookers to make out anything.

One hour later.

The thunderous cage surrounding them began to steadily disintegrate, eliciting looks of relief and excitement among the onlookers. It was a clear sign that the madman had finally been subdued.

"Let's get out of here!"

Someone immediately tried to flee the scene but was stopped by another.

"Why leave now? We're no longer in danger. We must see what becomes of this. I refuse to leave without knowing the outcome."

"True, did we endure that slap for nothing?"

In the end, few practitioners left; most chose to stay and witness the outcome.

Fairy Yu looked somewhat nervous. She suspected the old man was suppressing something within her lord, but she didn't know if it would affect him.

As minutes turned into hours... three days passed. The white light not only showed no signs of weakening but intensified, completely submerging the two figures beneath it. Their blurry outlines could no longer be seen.

"Why haven't our injuries healed after three days? Weren't these just superficial wounds?" someone asked, touching their cheek with a puzzled expression.

For three full days, despite their efforts to use spiritual energy to heal their cheeks, the injuries on their faces remained unchanged. What was there three days ago looked exactly the same after three days.

While male practitioners could tolerate it to some extent, many female practitioners had also been slapped... Gai Yunuo was one of them.

Female cultivators naturally had extremely high demands for their appearance, how could they allow themselves to maintain an appearance like that?

Gai Yunuo stared fixedly at the white light, her face grim.

Sensing that Gai Yunuo was upset, Gai Hong tried to console and reassure her, "Junior sister, although this injury is peculiar, I believe even if it can't recover in the short term, it won't persist for too long. You don't need to worry too much."

"I must repay him for this slap," Gai Yunuo said coldly, "Regardless of whether it was the intention of this young man or not, or whether he's influenced by evil or a powerful benefactor, I will give it back to him."

A bitter smile appeared on Gai Hong's face. There were so many mysteries surrounding the man, coupled with the unidentified powerful figure who seemed like an Ascendant interfering in the matter. Everything indicated that the matter was extraordinary, and at least not something they could handle at their level.

Continuing to be entangled in this would likely bring trouble upon themselves. However, Gai Hong refrained from advising any further at that moment; he understood Yunuo's temperament. He would wait until her facial injuries healed before attempting to persuade her.

Xu Qingsong stared intently at where Fang Chen was. "It's been a full three days. Why won't this wrap up already?"

During these three days, the Great Expansion Dao Gate had repeatedly urged him to leave the Immortal Dynasty Manor as soon as possible. After all, the sword cultivators from the Void Immortal Sword Sect would arrive soon.

However, he did not leave.

He still wanted to see if he could seize an opportunity to reclaim the Twilight Eye. With him missing an eye, the importance of the Twilight Eye to him was beyond measure.

The crowd had been anticipating a resolution for quite some time, feeling that it would come sooner rather than later. In the midst of their wait with their complex emotions, day by day passed.

Xu Qingsong had contemplated leaving more than once, but he couldn't bear to do so. He always felt that a result would emerge the next moment.

Unbeknownst to them, half a month had gone by.

And finally, on one fine day, the white light finally dissipated, revealing a figure lying on the ground, their life or death uncertain.

"My lord!"

Fairy Yu hurried forward and embraced the figure.

The person lying on the ground was indeed Fang Chen.

As for the old man, he had long disappeared without a trace.

Su Mo and the others sighed with emotion. The old man could come and go without a trace, beyond even their detection as Dao Union Realm cultivators. Only an Ascendant could achieve such a feat. "As expected of an Ascendant."

"Has this guy recovered?"

"Will he stand up and slap us again?"

The people around looked at Fang Chen with a hint of fear in their eyes, not daring to approach and investigate.

Xu Qingsong's face lit up with joy. "Fortune favors me!"

He was certain that Fang Chen was now powerless to retaliate and unlikely to employ the same mysterious methods as before. This was his golden opportunity!

At that moment, countless sword lights tore through the sky, like meteors streaking across the heavens. The terrifying and majestic sword intent, akin to an emperor's dominion, enveloped the Immortal Dynasty Manor.

Instinctively, everyone looked up and saw numerous figures standing in the sky, disregarding the laws of the Immortal Dynasty Manor. Their cold sword intent pierced everyone’s skin like icy winds.

"The sword cultivators of the Void Immortal Sword Sect... have arrived..."