Chapter 62

Translated by Vaishu

Edited by Vaishu

Chapter 62: Yesterday Us, Today You and Me

“Brother...” Yin Biyue was slightly surprised when he woke up. The surroundings were not completely dark, but the sky was dimly lit. One could clearly see the frowning brows of the people around them. He asked, “Senior Brother, how long have I slept for?”

Luo Mingchuan carefully helped him up and explored his spiritual veins. Yin Biyue did not move, letting Luo Mingchuan’s true essence enter his body. While looking at the surrounding environment.

They were in a mountain stream, the soil was damp, the grass was lush by the water, the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, and the mountains and rivers were peaceful and beautiful in the morning light.

But he felt that something was wrong.

Luo Mingchuan avoided answering, “How do you feel now?”

Yin Biyue’s True Essence had circulated in his body for a week, and there was still remnants of medicinal energy in his meridians. He felt a slight stabbing pain, and the broken bones were getting better. Fortunately, he did not injure his heart. The wounds were treated, and even the blood-stained robes were cleaned.

The more Yin Biyue thought about it, the more he knew how much Luo Mingchuan had done when he was unconscious.

His senior brother should have been more severely injured than he was, but he actually came to take care of him.

Thus, he held Luo Mingchuan’s hand, near his veins, preventing him from passing his true essence to himself. “I’m fine, how are you brother?”

Luo Mingchuan responded, “It’s okay.” After a moment’s hesitation, he decided to tell the truth, “I recovered very quickly.”

It was something he was beginning to fear himself.

He thought that if he used Jia Lan’s eye technique in this battle, he would definitely suffer a severe backlash. In the instant he broke through the golden formation, a huge pressure crushed every inch of his Spiritual Pulse. Even two of his ribs were broken.

However, after he actually fell down, he only fainted for a while before his body began to repair itself.

Such an incredibly powerful recovery ability can only be possessed by Demon Cultivation.

He spoke the truth with a calm expression, his heart beating like a drum. He thought, maybe even junior brother would also feel that....... he was a demonic cultivator.

The more Yin Biyue believed that he was alright, the more he pulled Luo Mingchuan’s right hand up, and only then did he heave a sigh of relief when he saw that his originally bloody and mangled wrist was now as clean as ever, without even leaving a scar.

He smiled and said, “It’s a good thing to recover quickly. As long as Senior brother is fine.”

He didn’t smile very often. Every time he did, it was as if the ice and snow had melted.

The chill in Luo Mingchuan’s heart dissipated, and he also laughed lowly.

The more Yin Biyue felt his chest quiver, the more he realized that he had been half lying in his senior brother’s arms.

Ah, I must have been so heavy! Brother has been working so hard!

His face was hot and he hurriedly got up.

Luo Mingchuan also naturally let go of him, got up and dusted his robes.

The more Yin Biyue saw his senior brother act like a gentleman, the more he felt that she was too self-conscious. There was nothing for him to be embarrassed about in the first place.

He immediately shifted his attention to the main issue, “Senior Brother, did you see the flaw in the formation earlier? Do you think we’re still in the Titian Mountains?”

They had originally fallen from the crevices of the abyss, but strangely, they had arrived here. Perhaps the power of the formation was too great, distorting space. It could also be possible that there was a new world underneath the Xing Shan temple.

The two of them walked along the stream, observing their surroundings while trying to guess the current situation.

Luo Mingchuan had already used his divine sense to look very far ahead and hadn’t found any danger,

“There’s something fishy about the golden light array. I saw that there was an unstable vein underneath the array. The fluctuations of energy were different from other places. I only wanted to try breaking through the array formation, but I didn’t think that I would come here ... The variety of the trees here, the humidity of the air, were all different from the Titian Mountains. It was as if ... it’s another world.”

In fact, there was one more thing he didn’t say.

The reason he chose to jump into the abyss was because he felt a familiar aura. It was as if there was something of the same sect that attracted him.

This feeling is too illusory and can’t be taken seriously, saying that it will only make the younger brother worry about him.

Yin Biyue’s spiritual senses were very powerful, it already 60% recovered, so he could tell that this was not Titian Mountains. He was deep in thought and couldn’t help but mumble, “There’s something fishy about the Golden Light Array ...”

Luo Mingchuan nodded, “Yes. The Cangya Mountain’s protective magical formation costs eighty thousand Spirit Stones just to maintain and consume more Spirit Stones to activate once a year. It also requires the ‘Cangya Medallion’ or the ‘Spring Mountain Laugh’ left behind by the founder of the Cangya Mountain Range.”

Yin Biyue understood what he meant.

Cangya’s protective magical formation was already like this, not to mention that Xingshen Temple was able to sustain an exquisite magical formation of the ‘Era of Saints’ for a million years. How much effort would it take to survive until now?

Although the temple had resources and resources, it was still far from the required level.

The more Yin Biyue calmed down, the more he observed this place.

He finally realized what was wrong.

There was the sound of wind and water, the sound of trees and pines, but there was no sound of living creatures.

What he feared the most in his heart, what he didn’t want to face the most, had happened.

For the first time, Yin Biyue’s expression, which was as cold as ice, changed. He slightly raised his eyebrows.

“What does me wanting to kill you have to do with the others? This is a break between you and me”

Luo Mingchuan was dazed for a moment, and the youth in his memories also held his sword like this. However, he was standing with him with firm eyes. “If you insist on believing something, I will believe you.”

It was clearly yesterday, but it seemed as if a lifetime had passed, making him almost unable to remember if it had really happened.

Yesterday us, today you and me.

The moment the sword pierced his heart, it was not as painful as he had imagined.

The spray of blood actually made people sober. He could clearly feel the loss of life.

The sword passed through the body, revealing another inch, and the distance between the two was close at hand. Luo Mingchuan stared straight into those eyes, but laughed, “I don’t know who you are, but you are definitely not my junior brother. Junior brother would not look at me like that.”

It was not the blade that hurt, but his cold eyes.

The person holding the Sword did not say anything as he coldly kicked Luo Mingchuan out of the meteorite abyss.

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Yin Biyue still felt dizzy.

He opened his eyes and looked at the reflection of the glazed bricks under him, and his pale face was reflected in the intertwined light and dark.

He discovered that he was actually kneeling on the ground. A chill ran down his knees.

He tried to get up, but it was as if there was a huge mountain on his shoulders. He barely managed to straighten his back.

Lifting his eyes, he saw that there were twelve copper lampstands in a vast and boundless hall. The candles flickered, but provided no heat.

The throne at the end of the hall was high up in the sky. One could only see people sitting on it, but their faces were hidden in the shadows.

The man spoke in a low voice. But an inexplicable meaning was born, echoing in the empty hall, “Have you figured it out clearly?”

Yin Biyue was more startled. He felt that he must know the man on the throne.

The next moment, the man calmly got up and walked down from the high-level.

Layers of clothing draped on the ground, like a surging dark ocean.

Under the leaping firelight, the complex array runes on the wide sleeves were as terrifying as living creatures.

After only a momentary stature, he walked through the vast hall and stood in front of Yin Biyue.

Yin Biyue finally knew why he felt familiar.

Because this person was Luo Mingchuan.

But anyone who has seen Luo Mingchuan will not mistake the two.

It was clear that his face was seventy percent similar, but there was now a thirty percent more evil.

The firelight was half lit and half dark, like a bewitching demon from the abyss.

Yin Biyue opened his mouth, but found that he couldn’t say anything.

The cold fingertips lifted his chin, and a biting chill spread all over his body.

He can only be forced to look up at this man’s eyes.

The ink-colored pupils reflected the candlelight in the temple, looking in like a sea of corpses.

The man leaned down slightly, getting closer.

A cold and sinister aura gushed out from his neck, carrying a joyful smile on his face.

“In the past, Buddha used to cut flesh to feed the falcons, but now, Sect Master Yan has used his body to feed the devils. Isn’t this a legend for the future generations?”

Yin Biyue felt that this posture made him extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn’t break away from the invisible shackles.

He could only listen to the person continue, “You stay with me for one night in the Hall of Changyuan. I will withdraw my troops for three thousand miles tomorrow morning. How about it?”

Even if he didn’t know what had happened, his instincts told him that this wasn’t a good thing.

He looked into those eyes that were devoid of any human emotion, only lust/desire.

He replied word to word,

“You are not senior. Senior brother would never say such things.”

Even if you had a face similar to Senior Brother’s, it definitely isn’t him.