Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck

Chapter 404 - 160: Saving People to the Extreme, Destruction of Desolate Regions (8k combined chapter asking for monthly tickets)



Chapter 404 - 160: Saving People to the Extreme, Destruction of Desolate Regions (8k combined chapter asking for monthly tickets)

Chapter 404: Chapter 160: Saving People to the Extreme, Destruction of Desolate Regions (8k combined chapter asking for monthly tickets)

Translator: 549690339

Desolate Regions.

Three hundred miles outside of Dan Ding Sect.

At this moment, Dan Ding Sect’s Mountain Protection Formation was fully activated. Considering the other sects in the Desolate Regions did not have Nascent Soul Masters, Dan Ding Sect was as impregnable as a fortress made of gold.

At this time, outside of Dan Ding Sect by three hundred miles, the sound of incessant fighting rang. The two sides were engaged in a decisive battle of life and death, surrounded by flying spells and dazzling, like fireworks in the horizon.

From time to time, talismans would explode, blasting away enemies with a fierce, merciless attack.

Once the two opposing sides met, it was a battle to the death. However, at this time, the situation was extremely one-sided. It was clear that one side had already been at a disadvantage and was on the verge of being annihilated.

Of course, the ones with the upper hand were sect disciples, and judging by their attire, they seemed to be Mysterious Sky Sect’s disciples. There were even three Golden Core Daoists behind them, bolstering their fighting spirit and making them even more formidable.

The reason Liang Sheng stopped was simple: he spotted a familiar face, Huang Yifan.

Such was the inexplicable nature of fate sometimes.

However, Huang Yifan’s situation at this moment looked bleak. His face was as pale as golden paper, and his eyes were lifeless. Where could one see a trace of the might of a Golden Core Daoist in him?

After Liang Sheng’s Divine Sense scanned, he realized that Huang’s situation was not too dire. Although Huang Yifan was severely injured, his dao foundation remained intact.

At this moment, the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators nearby had an extremely ugly expression on their faces. They couldn’t imagine that the sect would track them down.

As the spiritual pillar of the loose cultivators, Huang Yifan’s location had always been a closely guarded secret among the loose cultivators. Moreover, since it was near Dan Ding Sect, other sects rarely came to this area, and there hadn’t been any issues for several years.

But a few days ago, disciples of Mysterious Sky Sect suddenly appeared. They didn’t have any time to react, and even Huang Yifan was caught off guard.

As a result, the current situation unfolded. However, the Golden Core Daoists from Mysterious Sky Sect didn’t directly deal a lethal blow.

They didn’t do so out of kindness, but to prevent Huang Yifan and the others from being cornered and choosing to bring mutual destruction upon them all.

At this moment, even though Huang Yifan was severely injured, he remained conscious. He looked around with a bitter smile on his face and shook his head.

“I ultimately cannot change the course of events. I just hope that I can die with a clear conscience.”

Upon hearing this, the others were stunned. They were no fools and understood the meaning behind Huang Yifan’s words. They exchanged suspicious glances with one another.

One of the more hot-tempered Foundation Establishment Experts was about to stand up and speak, but Huang Yifan stopped him. “It’s fine. I’m just voicing my thoughts. You guys don’t need to think too much into it. Quickly choose a group of people, and then escape.”

“What about you?”

“As for me, I will naturally cover your retreat. Go.”

At this moment, the battlefield was still embroiled in fierce fighting, but Huang Yifan had already accepted his fate. Today, he feared that his time had finally come to end.

If asked if he felt any regrets, Huang Yifan, himself, was unsure. However, since he had chosen to resist, death was inevitable.

My second and third brothers, I’m coming to join you. Don’t blame me for taking so long…

At this moment, the Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators around him had tears in their eyes. Upon seeing their reaction, Huang Yifan cursed and laughed. “What are you waiting for? Get out of here! Do you want to see the Desolate Regions completely dominated by sect disciples, without a single place for loose cultivators like us to stand?”

Believe in yourselves. As long as you exist, there will always be hope, even if it may take a long time.

But perhaps one day, and I say perhaps, even if sects still rule the Desolate Regions, as long as you exist, there will be hope.”

With that, they separated, each leading a group of disciples in their escape without hesitation. After breaking away, no one was to contact the other unless someone managed to lead them anew. Otherwise, they were to remain incognito and refrain from making any contact.

Huang Yifan hoped none of them would betray the group. However, as long as they did not contact one another, he believed that it was unlikely for all of them to perish.

As they feared Huang Yifan would fight to his last breath, the Golden Core Daoists of Mysterious Sky Sect had kept their distance from him.

However, shortly after the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators left, the Golden Core Daoists seemed to have received a message and advanced directly into the heart of the battlefield.

It seemed there was indeed a traitor among them.

At this point, Huang Yifan suddenly turned his gaze towards the Golden Core Daoists, and his eyes became resolute. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.

He then turned his gaze towards Hua Tian Sect’s Market, feeling a sense of regret in his heart. Master, I couldn’t find you in the end.

If you were here, you probably wouldn’t want to see me like this. Since death is inevitable, I might as well die standing.

At this moment, the three Golden Core Daoists from Mysterious Sky Sect did not directly attack. Instead, they planned to continue wearing down Huang Yifan from afar.

As long as he didn’t attempt to flee, even if it took longer to wear him down, it was acceptable. After all, without the guidance of a Golden Core Daoist, the loose cultivators were no more than mere livestock to be slaughtered.

Seeing this, Huang Yifan couldn’t help but smile bitterly. It seemed his plan to take someone down with him had become futile, and he couldn’t help but lament the outcome.

Just as he was about to stake everything and cause a self-destruction, he suddenly felt his mana stagnate within him. Before he could comprehend what was happening, his body was involuntarily sent flying back..


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