The Immortal Emperor Returns

Chapter 512 Fighting Together

Kuang Zhan moved quickly in an attempt to chase the old tree.

Jiu You risked her life to save Jing Hong and the others. How could she let Kuang Zhan get what he wanted?

Swoosh!

Seven-colored light swirled around her huge tail with terrifying power. She whipped it at Kuang Zhan.

Kuang Zhan subconsciously dodged the attack. With a boom, the ground split open, and terrifying cracks spread out. Broken stones flew in all directions.

Boom!

With her head as big as a train head, she charged toward Kuang Zhan.

“You’re courting death!” Kuang Zhan flew into a rage, and his Qi was surging wildly around him. With terrifying Internal Breathes circulating through his body, he struck Jiu You on the head with his palms.

In an instant, blood splashed, and scales flew in all directions. Jiu You screamed as her giant body fell to the ground. The ground cracked, and her body smacked several old trees down.

The gap between their cultivation levels was too wide. Even though Jiu You transformed herself into her original form, she still could not stop Kuang Zhan for a second.

“None of you can escape today. I’ll first deal with you and then take care of them.” Kuang Zhan roared. He suddenly sprang into the air and launched a palm strike as he swooped down. His terrifying Internal Breath stirred up strong gusts of wind.

Boom!

His fanciless palm struck Jiu You. An ear-piercing sound of bone cracking rang out, blood squirted out, and numerous scales fell off. Jiu You’s giant body was almost torn apart by the force of this palm strike.

She trembled with unbearable pain and coiled up into a hill, blocking Kuang Zhan’s way.

She was risking her life to create an opportunity for Jing Hong and the others to escape. Even if she could only stop Kuang Zhan for a few seconds, they would have a greater chance of escape and survival.

“You’re courting death!” Kuang Zhan had a murderous intent. His eyes were flashing with ruthless ferocity, and his Qi was surging wildly through his body.

In the next second, the golden light swirling around him turned into a millstone-sized fist print and darted toward Jiu You’s head.

Swoosh, swoosh...!

Several strips of white silk cloth shot out, ripped through the air, and hit the golden fist print.

Boom!

Blast waves rolled, and the strips of white silk cloth were instantly torn apart. Jing Hong coughed up a big mouthful of blood. Her body flew out horizontally, breaking an old tree from the middle, and fell to the ground.

Everyone subconsciously looked over, only to find that Jing Hong and the others had come back.

“You are indeed deeply attached to each other.” Kuang Zhan sneered.

“Why have you come back?” Jiu You asked in a tender voice tinged with anger.

Flaming Qilin and Yan Wushuang stepped forward and stood in front of Jiu You, facing Kuang Zhan.

“Jiu You, step back.” Flaming Qilin stared at Kuang Zhan and said, “Even if someone were to die, we would have to die first.”

“I’m asking you why you have come back.” Jiu You was very angry. She risked her life helping them escape, but they had come back to die.

“Jiu You, how can we leave you behind? He will blame us if he gets to know it.” Hua Qingwu looked fondly at Jiu You’s body covered in bruises and cuts.

Jiu You said angrily, “It’s stupid of you to come back. If we all end up dying here, he will get even more upset.”

“Little brat, so you’re teaching us a lesson,” Hua Qingwu said softly.

With a flash of seven-colored light, Jiu You resumed her human form. Her tender white legs were in a mess. The skin was torn open, the flesh lacerated, the bones broken, and the tendons ruptured. Her body was covered in bloodstains, bruises, and cuts.

Hua Qingwu rushed over to Jiu You and embraced her, almost crying out.

Flaming Qilin looked at Yan Wushuang and sighed. “I don’t know if Chu the Devil will shed a couple of tears for us should we die.”

“I also want to know, but unfortunately, I won’t be able to see it.” Yan Wushuang shook his head. “It doesn’t matter anyway. If we die, let’s go ask the King of Hell for some wine to drink.”

Flaming Qilin glared at Kuang Zhan. Raging flames rose up from around him. Yan Wushuang’s Qi was also soaring.

“Where is my weapon?” Kuang Zhan asked in a cold voice.

Yan Wushuang and Flaming Qilin exchanged glances and smiled. They threw Kuang Zhan’s long golden spear to somewhere about ten thousand meters away. They didn’t even know where it was now.

“Can any of you tell me where my weapon is? If you tell me, I will let you die without suffering too much. Otherwise, I will make you suffer without being able to either live or die.” Kuang Zhan’s face looked cruel and malicious.

His weapon was identified with his unique mark. Anyone who couldn’t erase the mark would be unable to store the weapon in his own Storage Ring. Those people in front of him didn’t have the ability to erase his mark.

The only explanation was that these people had hidden it somewhere.

“Idiot.” Yan Wushuang sneered. They hadn’t planned to get out of here alive in the first place, so the way to die didn’t matter much to them.

“Now that you are so deeply attached to each other and willing to die together, I will fulfill your wish.”

Kuang Zhan made his move. Extremely strong golden air currents burst out and swept across like the tidal waves of a tsunami.

Bang! Bang!

Flaming Qilin and Yan Wushuang’s Internal Breath protective layers were directly smashed by the surging blast waves. With their skins torn open, flesh lacerated, bones broken, and tendons ruptured, they flew out horizontally.

The two of them fell on the ground hundreds of meters away, and the ground cracked.

“Pfft...” Blood gushed out from the corner of Yan Wushuang’s mouth. “Damn, it hurts.”

Flaming Qilin was also spitting big mouthfuls of blood. His chest caved in and one of his ribs was broken. Fortunately, his hands and feet remained intact. He struggled to his feet and staggered toward Kuang Zhan with great difficulty.

“Hehe... Grandson, I’m still alive. You bastard of the Assembly of Immortals, you’re no better... Pfft...”

Flaming Qilin smiled grimly. As he spoke, blood kept gushing out from the corner of his mouth.

“You’re right. These bastards of the Assembly of Immortals are all soft-footed shrimps. Their attacks feel like rubs to relieve my itching. Ahem, ahem...” Yan Wushuang struggled to his feet and walked toward Kuang Zhan with difficulty as blood gushed out of his mouth.

“Flaming Qilin, Yan Wushuang...” Hua Qingwu gently put Jiu You down and stood in front of them with tears streaming down her face.

“Go away!” Flaming Qilin scolded. “I’m not down yet. It’s not time for a woman to step up.”

“Get out of the way and stay away. I’m feeling itchy, and I’m going to have that bastard of the Assembly of Immortals relieve my itching.” Yan Wushuang stumbled. Blood gushed out of his mouth and stained the clothes on his chest.

Hua Qingwu shook her head while crying, with tears rolling down her cheeks. It was impossible for Flaming Qilin and Yan Wushuang to withstand another strike from Kuang Zhan.

Jing Hong was injured so seriously that she couldn’t get back to her feet.

Jiu You was covered in bruises and cuts.

Now it was her turn to take action.

“Jing Hong, please take good care of him in the future,” Hua Qingwu said softly with deep affection for the man that she felt so reluctant to leave.

The others didn’t understand what she meant, but Jing Hong’s face suddenly turned as pale as paper. Only she knew what Hua Qingwu was going to do.

“No!” Jing Hong panicked. She struggled to get back to her feet, but she failed because she had been injured too badly. Her struggling worsened her injury, and she spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

“Hurry up, stop her!” Jing Hong shouted in panic.

Flaming Qilin and Yan Wushuang were confused. They wondered what made Jing Hong panic so badly.

“Only in this way can you have a chance to survive.” Hua Qingwu’s voice was so soft that it was hardly audible. “I just can’t bear to leave him.”

“Qingwu, if you insist on doing that, I’m going to kill myself in front of you right now.” Jing Hong shouted loudly.

Only she knew that Hua Qingwu was going to kill herself to let her memory merge with her.

Hua Qingwu was the transformed version of Jing Hong’s memory. If Jing Hong could merge with her memory, her fighting ability would be promoted greatly, and she would have the strength to fight against Kuang Zhan. However, if Hua Qingwu did that, she would disappear completely.

“Stop her, hurry up...” Jing Hong was so anxious that even her voice was trembling. “Qingwu, you can’t be so selfish. If you disappeared, he would go crazy, and I would be too ashamed to see him.”

With a beautiful and sad smile on her face, Hua Qingwu stepped toward Jing Hong.

Yan Wushuang and Flaming Qilin had no idea what was going on, but they were sure that what Hua Qingwu was going to do was definitely a matter of life and death. Otherwise, Jing Hong wouldn’t have panicked like that.

“Damn it. Do you all think that I, as a divine beast, am a fake?” Flaming Qilin roared wildly. The Red Flame Qi around him instantly soared and became stronger by several times, and it was even more formidable than the power he had in his heyday. Red flames set fire to the air around him and melted the ground into magma. The surrounding old trees were all cracking and puffing smoke.

The scene left everyone dumbfounded.

“You bastards of the Assembly of Immortals, go to hell!” Flaming Qilin charged toward Kuang Zhan.

However, Kuang Zhan suddenly sprang up and flew backward, looking shocked. Even Jing Lei and the others backed off.

Everyone had realized that Flaming Qilin was going to self-destruct.

The self-destruction of the Divine Beast Qilin, a master at the Immortal Level, could even cause serious injury to those in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Flaming Qilin’s Qi was extremely wild now. Since he could not catch up with Kuang Zhan, he changed direction to pounce at Shang Wu.

He had once defeated Shang Wu, so he chose to attack the loser. He had to drag someone down before he died.

Shang Wu was scared out of his wits and turned to flee. However, he was no match for Flaming Qilin, so he naturally moved more slowly than Flaming Qilin.

“Help me...” He was so scared that his tone changed.

However, no one dared to come up and help him, because Flaming Qilin was now like an explosive barrel that could explode at any time.

“Flaming Qilin, please spare me... spare my life. I’m leaving right now...” Shang Wu shouted in panic.

“Spare you! Have you ever thought of sparing us? Go to hell!” Flaming Qilin stretched out its hands and pounced at Shang Wu.

Shang Wu was so scared that his legs gave way beneath him. Surprisingly, he stumbled a few steps and rolled out. Flaming Qilin missed it.

Boom!

Kuang Zhan made his move. A golden fist print the size of a millstone appeared in the air, looking extremely powerful and terrifying. In the next second, it began to fly toward Flaming Qilin.

Yan Wushuang roared wildly. Flaming Qilin’s effort had reached a critical point. If he were hit by this strike, he might blow up.

The look on Flaming Qilin’s face showed he was not willing to give up. He raised his head and roared furiously, and his voice echoed through the air. He knew best what a situation he was in. He could no longer suppress it. Even if Kuang Zhan hadn’t launched this strike, he would still blow up right away. His only regret would be that he hadn’t dragged someone down before he died.

It wouldn’t matter anyway. The Qilin race would be completely wiped out and cease to exist.

Feeling unfulfilled, Flaming Qilin closed his eyes.

Boom!

Suddenly, there came a deafening sound of thunder from the horizon. The wind was howling, and dark clouds were rolling. Even the rain stopped for a moment. Then a silvery lightning bolt ripped through the void.

Boom!

The silvery lightning bolt struck Kuang Zhan’s golden fist print, which blew up with a boom. With the unreduced moment, the silvery lightning struck at Kuang Zhan.

Kuang Zhan was shocked, standing there with golden light swirling around him. The lightning bolt struck him immediately after he crossed his arms in front of him.

Click!

An ear-piercing sound of bone cracking rang out. The golden light layer around him was instantly destroyed by the lightning bolt. With his arms broken, he curled up into a strange posture, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then was sent flying.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded. They instantly froze, looking like stone and wood sculptures. All of them lost their minds.

Swoosh!

A purple light beam came streaking across the sky and shrouded Flaming Qilin.

Now Flaming Qilin’s body was covered with crisscross cracks, from which fiery light was flickering, and he was like a cracked porcelain article that could break at any time.

Purple light shrouded Flaming Qilin, and the purple ripples of light were swirling wildly around him. Surprisingly, these purple ripples of light suppressed the red flames puffed out of the cracks and pushed them back into his body. At the same time, the cracks on his body were closing rapidly.