All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 672 - 48 Sir, The Road Is This Way (1/3)

Chapter 672: Chapter 48 Sir, The Road Is This Way (1/3)

Qu Tong didn’t say anything extra but instead directly told An Jing everything he knew, including his own endurance.

"Several months ago, a group of mysterious individuals began capturing all the Tribulation Cultivators and Wilderness tribes around North Lake."

His voice carried his weariness, "Those mysterious individuals must be a direct force of the organization, with unmatched power. We couldn’t even resist; they placed restrictions on us in an instant."

"They wanted us to clean up the Fortress Area, build camp defenses, and then protect three individuals of mysterious origins. They are all Feather Transformation Cultivators, but their technical background is indiscernible. Those three individuals had a mysterious instrument, like roots of a tree, which they planted into an Earth Pulse Node that should have been abandoned due to the pioneering wars. The instrument then rooted and sprouted, beginning to throb, feeling like a wooden heart."

"It was only then I realized that for some unknown reason, this Earth Pulse Node had recovered and was exceedingly vigorous. They always tinkered with that mysterious instrument underground, never appearing on the surface, not requiring food or nutritional supplements."

"The sniping at you just now was their first proactive action. Usually, they do not command us, and it even feels as if they do not exist."

Originally, Qu Tong should not have been able to speak of these matters. His Soul and Spirit were bound by curse Gu, so he told An Jing all this with the belief that speaking would mean death.

However, after speaking, Qu Tong found that the Divine Gu residing within him had been slain by An Jing’s Heart Sword. After sharing everything, to his overwhelming surprise, nothing happened to him.

"To think the Heart Sword could also slay Divine Gu? I thought it was already preposterous last time helping that Mystery Armor Guard clear his true heart."

An Jing was quite astonished upon hearing this, and Subdue Evil said indifferently, "After all, it’s my Tranquil Sword Manual, which is peerless in exorcising Evil Demons and heretics. Not to mention Divine Curse Witch Gu; even Demon Dao curse Gu can be easily severed!"

"That is true."

About this point, An Jing never complains. Subdue Evil’s abilities are indeed strong, and the essence of the Tranquil Sword Manual is to refine oneself, clarify one’s true nature, which indeed can remove various afflictions upon the Soul and Spirit.

"It looks like I’m an automatic malware removal software."

Thinking of this, An Jing suddenly realized his true advantage in the Tianyuan Realm—he wasn’t susceptible to the Spiritual Network’s trojan programs! He would not be affected by many soul-corroding diseases!

Who would have thought...

"My lord, if you want to find those three individuals, I can lead the way."

At this moment, Qu Tong struggled to stand up, obviously earnest in his offer to guide.

"Don’t."

An Jing waved his hand, signaling for others to help Qu Tong to his feet, "I’m not here to stop them; one might even say that it’s better if they succeed."

As he spoke, the ground began to tremble slightly, and many fortifications and the ground itself cracked open.

Everyone around staggered, looking fearfully towards the distant Fire Clouds.

This vibration was the residual effect of the battle at the Purple Mansion, with even the Fortress Area being affected, enough to prove that the battlefield was not far from here.

Watching the aftermath in the distance, An Jing was not afraid at all because he could return to the Tianyuan Realm at any time—but he had never wished to survive alone. If he could save more people, he would have more options in the future, allowing him to better face even stronger calamities.

By now, An Jing was clear about the trial of the Heavenly Mandate; it definitely was not about just "passing the test" to be deemed acceptable. The more people protected by the Heavenly Mandate, the more benefits would be received later, and thus the easier it would be to face future calamities. It was a path from initial difficulty to eventual ease.

The situation was the same now. Whether it was the Steel Skeleton or Mrs. Guang, the seemingly ordinary students Zhang Zhuo Xu Yue, or even Qu Tong, who was originally an enemy, they might all exhibit the power to turn the tides in the future.

Given this, the path to breaking through the situation became simple: An Jing would not only refrain from obstructing the mysterious trio from unlocking the Spirit Veins and opening the gateway to the Ancient Immortal Ruins, but on the contrary, he would strongly support them.

Only by entering the Ancient Immortal Ruins could they avoid this battlefield already enveloped by the sea of fire and Fiend Cloud, and save more people!

"However, before that."

An Jing said to Qu Tong, "You need to take me to your armory—I’ve said it before, give me your equipment, and I won’t kill you."

At this point, he couldn’t help but sigh, "I don’t like killing people, so why won’t you listen to me?"

Qu Tong: "Huh?"

Wait, so you’re actually a Tribulation Cultivator? Originally, I thought it was just a different way of saying ’lay down your weapons, and your lives will be spared.’ If we had known you just wanted weapons and could remove the Divine Gu, we would have surrendered long ago!

Steel Skeleton glanced at An Jing sidelong; it felt somewhat ridiculous. The momentum of An Jing’s single-handed, sword-wielding entry into the enemy camp was something even he—an old mercenary who had licked blood off the blade’s edge for decades—could not match.

Mercenaries are essentially bullies who are also cowards, fighting only for money and missions.

But An Jing was different; his fighting did not possess any mundane qualities, but was purely for killing. His killings had a purpose; they were his job.

This pure mentality for killing couldn’t be found in any group’s guards today; it was akin to the Heavenly Soldiers of the ancient Dao Court Era!

Naturally, Qu Tong would not refuse An Jing’s request. Leading the team, he guided An Jing to the armory.

In the half-subterranean storage hall, containers filled the warehouse, and inside these containers was all military-grade equipment.

Each piece of equipment was likely provided by Shouyang Mountain, a rarity not easily found on the market. Not to mention, just like the ’Heavenly Mechanism Armor’ worn by Qu Tong, there were five sets here alone.

If it weren’t for the fact that Qu Tong was the only one among these Tribulation Cultivators with a Feather Transformation rate exceeding ten percent, and was the only one who could interface with the Heavenly Mechanism Armor—if there had been six elite cultivators clad in Heavenly Mechanism Armor in the previous battle, An Jing might have really been in danger. At the least, many mercenaries would have died.

And An Jing also found the equipment he most desired among them: the heavy military-grade sniper Sword Box ’Sun-controlling Sword Box Model One’ used by the mysterious cultivator to snipe him!

The Sword Box was massive, at five feet and seven inches, almost the size of half a person. If you add the extra pressure-charging device, it became even larger, clearly not designed for ordinary people but for those wearing Heavenly Mechanism Armor or for the Feather Transformation Cultivators themselves.

Its specs surpassed all other sniper Sword Boxes on the market; its base firepower alone could shatter a standard Foundation Establishment level Art of Magic. Additionally, its might could be further enhanced by charging with a Spirit Qi Furnace or Spirit Stones, aligning with An Jing’s own design aesthetic.

Moreover, it was incredibly durable. An Jing sensed that it could withstand the Tai Shi Yuan Evil, and it could perform charged shots continuously for at least eight times or more.

If An Jing were to charge it with a Dragon Storing Bottle and the Tai Shi Yuan Evil, this meant at least eight Foundation Establishment lives!