Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 133 - 133 133 Startling Encirclement

133: Chapter 133: Startling Encirclement 133: Chapter 133: Startling Encirclement Su Jing slowly raised a hand, palm cradling a Fire Lotus that bloomed with nine petals.

She spoke clearly, “In this world, there are not so many reasons to be had.”

As the Fire Lotus fell from her palm, it surged upon meeting the wind, growing even quicker than it fell.

In an instant, fiery light painted the sky, covering mountains far and wide, with their silhouettes flickering amidst the overwhelming blaze like ethereal beauties in fire.

Wen Hanwei’s complexion drastically changed, “You’re insane!

To use the Red Lotus Karma Fire, do you want to burn down the entire Lihe Sect?”

Su Jing smiled coldly, a twin blaze rising in her eyes, thin lips slightly parting beneath her mask, “Rest assured, today I only seek one life.”

The massive Fire Lotus seemed to devour all living beings within the mountain, the terrifying pressure causing the air to explode fiercely.

However, as the Fire Lotus spread throughout the mountain, the ancient trees that caught fire still remained lush and tranquil, and the mountain paths were unscathed by the fierce blaze, everything remained as usual.

Wen Hanwei’s expression slightly altered, her gaze towards Su Jing finally shifted.

Using extreme methods to execute a lethal slaughter was something powerful contemporary cultivators could easily achieve.

The Red Lotus Karma Fire was a spiritual fire of heaven and earth subdued by the Sect Master of Taixuan Sect from the bitter cold hells.

Its violent power was notoriously difficult to control.

Yet Su Jing, unseen for two hundred years, had managed to split her Divine Thought within the Fire Lotus, spreading the fire domain for miles, covering the entire Feiyun Mountain.

She believed that once the fire touched the Qi of her intended victim, they would likely instantaneously turn to nothing more than ash and dust.

Wen Hanwei’s expression went cold, unable to believe Su Jing’s decisive nature.

Just as she moved to intervene, a deep and resounding hum like an ancient Buddha ringing a bell vibrated through the air.

Before a divine array could rise from the mountains, a thin screen of light emerged, miraculously deflecting the massive, sky-covering Fire Lotus.

The Fire Lotus scattered like splashed ink upon mountains further dyed by the Array Light, which swiftly swept up the remnants turning it all into nothingness.

Peace returned to the land.

Wen Hanwei’s eyes widened slightly, curiosity lighting them up as she scanned the area.

On a mountaintop, she spotted a young man wielding an Array Flag, and around the mountain’s various points, hidden warriors armored with mystical designs continuously emitted Spiritual Power, absorbed by the mountain array forming an extremely formidable defensive force.

“What is this array?”—capable of blocking the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

Su Jing’s fiery gaze gradually dispersed, calm as ice, “Surrounding Shock Array, interesting.”

Yet her face showed no sign of finding anything interesting.

“Surrounding Shock Array?” Wen Hanwei, much like the fourth Tianxi sword in disposition, one obsessed with swords and another focused on the way of the sword heart, had little interaction with other kinds of magic arrays.

Su Jing uncharacteristically patient, explained, “It’s just an Ancient Divine Array.

There is no record of this array in the mortal realm, but Taixuan’s Scripture Pavilion has some snippets about it.

I didn’t expect that someone in Lihe Sect could lay such a grand array.”

Though merely a remnant array, its power was not to be underestimated.

Wen Hanwei knew that her initial strike had been merely a probe; this array seemed formidable but would not stop Su Jing.

Sure enough, she saw her strike again, a simple flick of her finger.

But at her fingertips, a colossal, oceanic force gathered, like Flame Sword Qi piling up like stacked mountains.

Before even fully unleashed, Feiyun Mountain already wailed like a dying spirit.

Her inky eyes narrowed slightly, the sword movement tearing through the air, puncturing the Surrounding Shock Array into a thousand fragments, with the swiftness of a startled swan, aiming directly towards the pale-faced Li Jiujiu standing behind the young man at the mountaintop.

If even the Surrounding Shock Array could not withstand it, how could Li Jiujiu’s mere flesh and blood not be pierced through!

Wen Hanwei, about to raise her hand, allowed it to fall slowly under the daunting ice-cold darkness in Su Jing’s eyes.

Her expression was complex—this move was indeed the hereditary sword technique of the Taixuan Sect’s Inner Disciples, the Burning River Sword Technique.

Yet with her sword sheathed, a casual flick surpassed the technique itself, not just the Burning River, it indeed had the air of burning mountains and boiling seas.

Baili An clenched his teeth hard, the certainty of her lethal intent further chilling his impression of the Taixuan Sect.

He waved the simply made Array Flag again, pouring out his Primordial Power, the Corpse Pearl at his chest spinning wildly.

In the next moment, the thousands of shattered pieces froze above the mountain like stillness itself.

Baili An spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, the small flag in his hand shattering into fragments.

His gaze intensely focused as he swiftly grasped the small flag fragments in his hand, delivering a heavy punch toward the earth.

His flesh burst open, hand bones completely shattered, and the golden sleeves on his arms exploded into pieces, revealing a pale and sinewy arm, the Array Light above swiftly swirling and converging.

Interlaced fragments shifted to one location, solely defending against that one finger of sword light aimed at Li Jiujiu’s brow.

“Crack, crack, crack, crack!” The horrifying sound of shattering filled the sky.

Baili An supported the Glazed Treasure Umbrella to fend off the scorching sun, and beneath the umbrella, a pair of eyes glimmered with a monstrous crimson.

Hold on!

Crack!

The Corpse Pearl in his chest split open a deep crack, the contained corpse Qi wildly leaking out.

That triggered a long-buried bloodthirst deep within, now restlessly stirring.

This was truly a terrible sign.

Si Li had not easily procured this Corpse Pearl for him; if it were to break like this, he would truly be at a loss to repay her.

Fortunately, with the broken pearl as a sacrifice, the Array Light scattered across the sky, nullifying that terrifying sword intent completely.

Baili An gasped for breath, while Li Jiujiu hurried over to support him.

Seeing his flesh mangled, even the broken bones in his hand visible, Li Jiujiu’s eyes immediately reddened.

She shook her head desperately, “Let it be!

This disaster was my own doing, I should be the one to bear it.”

Baili An’s lips bled as he turned to her, “Though it’s easy for clichés to raise goosebumps, the atmosphere is good right now, so I’d still like to say, even if we are to die, I absolutely won’t let you fall before me.”

He was once frail when he first awoke, with little at hand, but he would not voluntarily give up just because he couldn’t hold on.

Li Jiujiu’s tears flowed like long-held waters released from a dam, “It’s not worth it, really not worth it.”

“Soured to death,” as if this was what you prepared for seven days?

Just lasted two moves and shattered to mere fragments, utterly useless!” Fang Geyu’s brows filled with a deadly aura quite obviously incensed by Su Jing’s unreasonable and overbearing actions.

Su Jing’s slender eyes drifted, her gaze sweeping over the three on the mountain peak, not spotting Li Xuan…

Just as her thought arose, an Ancient Bell burst from the mountain, enveloped in magnificent old symbols, heading straight towards her.

Above the bell, an elder drew the diagram of Yin and Yang Tai Chi, his ancient palms pressing down heavy, and the unique, robust spiritual power of the Chengling Realm descending like collapsing mountains and rivers.