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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE Gongyuan's Death

Everyone was secretly happy that one of the Qiong Qi's fangs had been cut off, but before the fifth hidden spirit could experience even a hint of joy, the Qiong Qi Beast's bloody mouth instantly slammed towards them again, the hidden spirit was extremely terrified, it roared out in crisis, wielding its sword with both hands, pushing the entire internal energy straight into the arm, its entire arm instantly lit up with a green light. The hidden spirit's entire body trembled, and its thoughts were in a mess. It was entangled with the Qiong Qi in a circle around it.

Gu Xueluo and Shen Jingyang were the first to break through the intertwining light rays. They flew over to help the Spirit of Hidden Spirits. The other six people also broke through the light rays one after another to meet the Qiongqi Manticore's attack. With the nine of them working together, the hidden spirit immediately felt its power increase and heaved a sigh of relief. Everyone flew to the top of the cliff and stood close to it.

The two sides faced each other. Even though there was a moment of silence, it was more hair-raising. It was only then that everyone saw the full scope of the Qiong Qi beast. Its huge body was half standing on top of the pond, like a tall mountain standing right in front of their eyes.

It seemed that the poor magical beast hadn't seen a living person in a long time. Its huge green eyes sized up the nine people who stood on the cliff, as if deciding who to attack first.

Guest Warrior Xin looked at the crowd and said softly, "Let's attack from three sides." He then indicated: Hidden Spirit, Shen Jingyang, and Gu Xueluo would attack from the left, while he, Liu Yunqian, Long Wind Long Linglong would attack from the right. Lang Gong Yuan, Zhen Wuyi, and Saber Fiend would attack. On the right side of the Qiong Qi was already a fangs that had been cut off, and its power had been greatly reduced. He had brought along a long hair of his own to deal with it; the head of the Qiong Qi was weak in defense, and thus was the easiest to attack. Therefore, he had entrusted it to Gong Yuan, Zhen Wuyi and Dao Sha, who were weaker than the other three.

At this moment, the Qiong Qi saw that no one was moving and his green eyes drooped slightly. He seemed to have let his guard down.

When Lang Gong saw this, he immediately jumped out and hacked towards the Qiong Qi's head.

Witnessing the situation, Foreign Dignitary Xin said in panic, "Gongyuan, don't be hasty …"

The moment Lang Young Master flew out, Qiong Qi's eyes turned green. As if he had been startled by something, he let out a deafening moo that shook the entire cliff face to the point where rubble fell off.

Lang Gong was also panicking. The hidden spirit and Shen Yingyang had already rushed over to attack from the left, so that the Qiong Qi could not deal with Lang Gong alone.

Seeing this, Foreign Dignitary Xin and his team of three flew out as well. They drew their swords and pointed them towards the right in anger. The colossal beast pulled out its sharp claws from the pool, bringing with it great amounts of water that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, and swung them into the air. It then charged straight towards Mister Lang. Lang Gong held the Cyan Evil Sword in his hand and unleashed a sharp blade, clashing with his sharp claws. Lang Gong took advantage of this moment to jump up, dodging the water droplets that were coming at him. Eunuch Lang avoided his attack and said arrogantly, "The claws of this poor, strange beast are only mediocre."

The Qiong Qi spat out rays of light again, like a bloody butcher knife striking towards Gu Xue. That ray of light was still over a hundred feet away when it had already pounced onto his face. The fifth thing was hidden, and it flew over to grab Gu Xueluo's hand. It seemed as if it had given up on living thoughts in its mind. The fifth Hidden Spirit turned its head and pushed Gu Xueluo several feet away. With no way out, it hurriedly used the Green Hidden Sword to create a transparent ring of light. The light rapidly charged over with a sound like a thunderclap, its power was incomparable; the halo of the Hidden Spirit was shattered, and its entire body was thrown several meters away.

Lang Yuan had just found an opportunity to strike at Qiong Qi's head. At this moment, a huge whirlpool formed on the surface of the pool. After a rumbling sound, a huge brown beast tail came slashing down from the bottom of the pool.

Lang Lang Yuan suddenly felt an indestructible strength sweeping over his back. He turned his head abruptly, but it was already too late. The beast's tail had already struck Lang Gong's head. His vision turned pitch black as he plummeted down from the sky.

When the spirit saw this, it screamed, "Gongyuan!" He leapt into the air, risking the danger of being hit by the beast's tail and grabbed Lang Yuan by the shoulder. At this moment, the beast's tail attacked once again. The Hidden Spirit could only use its sword to parry the attack. The Green Hidden Sword trembled in the air. The tremendous power nearly caused his heart to jump out.

The huge impact caused the hidden spirit that was holding Lang Gongyuan to fall to the ground. Lang gongyuan's internal organs were all shattered as he vomited large mouthfuls of blood. His pupils gradually faded as he screamed with all his might, "Senior Brother Gongyuan!" His voice was filled with grief. The rest of the people no longer cared about their grief as they began to fight the Qiong Qi tightly.

While the hidden spirit was grieving, the violent aura had already flourished. It roared towards the sky, and instantly, the entire underground cave was once again filled with clouds and wind. The Qiong Qi's entire body was covered in a black fog, looking extremely ghastly and terrifying. All of a sudden, the Qiong Qi Flood Dragon raised its phoenix, attacking everyone with its bloody mouth, sharp claws, beast tail, and radiance. This thunderous formation came roaring over, as if it was weaved into an impregnable offensive barrier in front of it, pushing everyone into an irreparable defeat.

A sharp glint appeared in Shen Jingyang's eyes, and his shadow flew out to meet it. He attacked the most difficult beast tail, maybe in this bloody storm, his humanity had already become bloodthirsty, and with his life not on the line, even if he were to die, he would still perish together with Qiong Qi.

The scales on the claw were extremely hard, like the surface of a mountain was covered with wind, fire, and lightning. No matter how strong a person's arms were, if the claw was swung down, that person would be smashed into pieces.

The rest of the people moved to defend against the Qiong Qi's mouthful of blood and light.

The fifth Hidden Spirit was in deep grief. It squatted on the ground and caressed Lang gongyuan's corpse. It slowly turned its head. Its eyes shot out blood-red hate, and its expression was stiff and terrifying. He stood up, holding the Green Hidden Sword in his hand and waving it left and right, chanting an incantation. Accompanied by the brilliant light of the Green Hidden Sword, tens of thousands of sharp swords faintly appeared above his head. Suddenly, a green light shot out from the sword, and with the sound of thunder echoing from the myriad of sharp swords flying above his head, it was so vast that an ordinary person could imagine it.

This world-shocking, ghost-weeping, limitless destructive technique had caused a huge change in everyone.

The beast was enraged, waving its tail crazily, sweeping down, causing everyone to fall, Shen Huayang was even hit by the beast tail, the sword in his hand had been broken into two, but he still tried his best to stab the two swords deep into the beast tail.

The Qiong Qi immediately let out a long, stern howl, and crazily pounced over like a wasp who had been stung by a poison needle.

The hidden spirits welcomed the illusory sword formation. The sword formation began to fight with Qiong Qi, but a moment later, the sword formation was riddled with holes by the Qiong Qi attack and forcibly pressed down the sword formation. When the spirit saw this, a furious wave of light burst out from its palms, covering the sky with a powerful attack. The giant ferocious beast tried its best to resist madly, and the spirit gradually began to feel weak.

The light from the Ghostly Illusion was broken once again. The Qiongqi Manticore let out an earth-shaking long roar, as if it was announcing the end of everyone's lives.

The spirit looked at the rock wall. Suddenly, it had a plan and shouted at Gu Xueluo, "Xueluo, lend me a hand!" Gu Xueluo seemed to understand the hidden spirit's meaning. She flew over and pressed her palms tightly against the hidden spirit's back, secretly exerting her strength, the hidden spirit's palms danced in the air, and with a "boom", she struck towards the sky.

"Let's go!" "Let's retreat!" Quiet Spirit held Lang Yuan and shouted to the dazed crowd. Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they quickly ran outside. The Qiong Qi was furious and wanted to chase after him, but the cliff suddenly collapsed. Even with his heaven defying power, he still buried him in the pool in the blink of an eye.

A series of rumbling sounds came from behind the group of people. It was unknown whether it was the angry roar of the beast or the sound of the cliff collapsing, but it was impossible for it to catch up.

Outside of the God Beast burrow, everyone was panting as they escaped. They were just about to take a breather when suddenly a series of low growls came from the burrow. That terrifying sound was sometimes thick, sometimes soft, sometimes distant and sometimes close. The hidden spirit's face was also deathly pale. Sweat had already started dripping from the palm of his hand as he gripped the sword. It seemed as if death was approaching.

However, after a moment, the sound gradually weakened until it was completely lifeless.

The land was a vast expanse of white snowflakes, a world of white. The terror of white was like a white lamentation that fluttered in the wind. If there was a lamentation, it would also be sung by Lang Gongyuan. The Qiong didn't know if he was killed or not, but Lang Gongyuan had lost his life.

The fifth spirit slowly placed the corpse on the ground. Snow slowly drifted down from the sky and covered his handsome face.

The Spirit of Concealment roared, "Give back my senior brother's life!" The voice was resolute and mournful. He felt his blood rush to his head as he abruptly turned around. Holding the Green Hidden Sword, he attempted to return to the catacombs once more. Seeing this, everyone came over and hugged him. The cliff in the underground cave had already collapsed, so it was impossible to return to the cave to check.

Shen Jingyang and Shen Yunxiao were both severely injured, especially Shen Xiangyang. Although he had suffered a heavy blow from the beast tail, he did his best to insert two broken swords into the beast tail.

This was the first time the six realms had taken the initiative to fight against a Qiongqi beast. Although it was not the strongest lineup, it was still enough for Qiong Qi to experience the immense strength of the six realms combined. The Six Realms also felt that there was actually something outside of the Six Realms that they could not defeat. They absorbed the power of the universe, and pursued the ultimate peak of power.

At this moment, it was snowing heavily, and his mind was filled with emotions. He thought back to when he was six years old and how he had been together with his seniors and juniors up till now. Those innocent and carefree times, those early days of love, those times of fighting with high spirits, they were all beautiful and unforgettable.

Gu Xueluo secretly looked at the hidden spirit. She had never seen him so determined and heartbroken. She couldn't help but feel her heart ache. In her hundreds of years in the Celestial Realm, she had never experienced the pain of separation. After witnessing the pain of parting with her own eyes, she knew what pain was like to lose someone's heart and what was love forever. Life and death, joy, anger, sadness, and joy were the most wonderful emotions in the world. Perhaps these emotions were what sustained a person's strength for a lifetime.

At the edge of the sea, the faint outline of the altar could be seen. Ten days had passed, and they had finally returned. However, they had already passed away, leaving nothing but sorrow.

For the first time, the Six Realms joined hands to fight against Qiong Qi. Although it couldn't be said to be a great victory, at least they felt that they were heavily injured by Qiong Qi's power. Thus, the result could only be considered unsatisfactory.

When they reached the highest altar, the clouds at their temples fell, and Dao Sha, Ling Ran, and Wu Yi bid farewell to each other, each returning to his own world. Shen Jingyang was severely injured and his movements were difficult. Gu Xueluo couldn't bear to leave when she saw that the hidden spirit was alone and sad.

Within the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Yan Baoguo had already led his men over. Ning Xuemo was one step ahead of him, protecting the already weakened Shen Jingyang.

Yin Baoyun slowly squatted down, his hands trembling as he gently caressed the sleeping Lang Yuan. Tears rolled down his resolute face, and his eyes intertwined with regret, annoyance, reluctance, and heartache …

The heaven and earth were filled with grief, as if they were crying.

It was as if the heaven and earth mourned for Gongyuan, and the sun and moon mourned for him.

The night was slightly cold, with dark clouds billowing up into the sky. The silence between the heaven and earth was frightening.

In the depths of the Profound Sky Continent, the dim lights of the lamps seemed to be swallowed up by the endless night sky. Quiet And Steadfast, fifth Hidden Spirit, Zhao Yuyi, Yu Duyan, and Li Zongyin stood side by side. Yin Bao was sitting upright in the armchair, his body leaning slightly forward. He looked much older, and the white hair on his temples became even more prominent.

Yin Baoyun was on the verge of tears as he said, "The killing of beasts in the Six Realms' Hanhai has had a remarkable effect. Until now, the life and death of that Qiong Qi is unknown. It's just that this time, the losses are extremely heavy. I, Supreme Profound, have lost five of my disciples to Daoist Master Lu, this is something that I never expected. "

Yin Bao Yun stood up slowly as he said with indescribable sorrow, "You must know that out of all of you Successor Disciples, Lang Gong Yuan's life is the most miserable. He was originally a member of the Scarlet Moon Spirit World and had been living in the Mirage Valley since he was five years old. Afterwards, both his parents died and he accidentally landed in the mortal world. He had been in the mortal world for the first time, and because of his inability to speak or live properly, he had experienced many difficulties. "Fortunately, the sixth generation elder, Fang Bozhen, happened to find the wandering Lang gongyuan in Jade Wall City and brought him to Taixuan, where he was only six years old at the time."

Once Yin Bao mentioned it, the hidden spirit finally understood why when he first entered Taixuan's capital, he was always quiet and unhappy. It turned out that he was trying his best to adapt to the behavior and habits of the human world.

Yin Baoyun paused, and said sorrowfully, "Gong Yuan is extremely self-contained, and he tried his best to adapt to the human world. When he was first chosen as an inner disciple, senior brother Fang was still a bit hesitant, after all, he's from another world. However, I feel that this child is naturally simple and honest, with a straightforward character, so he was chosen as an inner sect disciple by the public. "

The weak light flickered as Yin Bao rolled his eyes at the few of them and flatly recounted Lang Gongyuan's past. That's right, he was already dead. Those who were still alive could only rely on their grief and recall every single detail related to his life. This was the most sincere way of reminiscing about those who had passed away.

A few days later, Shen Jingyang gradually woke up from his coma, and a "Master, he's awake" mutter entered his ears. He slowly opened his hazy eyes, and what entered them were Yin Bao's face.

Yin Bao Yun smiled and said: "Yang Shooting, don't worry. This is Supreme Mystery City, your injuries are too severe. You'll need to recuperate in the Supreme Mystery City for a few days."

Hidden Spirit walked over and held Shen Jingyang's hand, saying softly, "Shooting Sun, you're finally awake. Lie down peacefully. You don't need to think about anything else."

When he was chased away by Yu Qing, he thought that he would have lost Qing Qiu Mountain forever. He swore that he would never step half a step into these twelve pots again, he never thought that today he would already be in the Supreme Mystery City.

Yin Bao Yun looked at Shen Jingyang with mixed feelings. This young man who didn't conform to the rules was loyal to the chivalrous hero. Now that he was heavily injured, he had continuously sent zhen qi to help him treat his injuries. Back then, if it wasn't for the Jade Ions' negative energy that drove him out of the Tai Hua Altar, according to the results of the Beastslaying Martial Meeting, perhaps he would have already become a disciple of the Taixuan realm, the Sword Master.

Thinking up to this point, Yan Baoguo shook his head and smiled helplessly.