SWDnovel Chapter 102 I urge you to die!
Chapter 102 I urge you to die!
"There are indeed restrictions here. No wonder the mountain nun has been building her nest here for many years, but has never been able to touch the remains on the upper level."
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Upon seeing this scene, Yao Ye's swollen lips twitched slightly.
He was still clinging to a sliver of hope.
Hopefully, Chen Bai hasn't discovered the secret of the higher-ups, or if he has, he doesn't know what it is.
But at this moment, that last glimmer of hope had vanished completely.
A chilling thought suddenly rose in Yao Ye's mind: "This kid must not be allowed to live... I'll feign compliance with him for now, and then eliminate him completely once I'm free."
The news of this real artifact must never be known to a third party.
Chen Bai didn't look at Yao Ye, but his spiritual sense clearly captured the fleeting coldness in Yao Ye's eyes.
But he didn't care.
At this moment, Chen Bai's entire focus was on the skeleton.
After confirming that the mysterious halo was not an illusion and that the robes and pouches on the skeleton were real objects, he finally felt relieved and overjoyed.
"I never expected to find such an unexpected treasure on this trip—the remains of a Foundation Establishment cultivator..."
Chen Bai pondered for a moment, then slowly turned his gaze toward the mountain girl. "Now all that's left is to cut the Gordian knot."
Two flames of different colors suddenly appeared behind him.
The one on the left is dark green.
A gigantic python, as thick as a water bucket, coiled within the flames. Its scales were layered like flowing water, and its snake eyes were as cold as ice. It was none other than the "Ink-Scaled Water Python".
The one on the right is iron gray in color.
A giant bear phantom, nearly ten feet tall, stood amidst the flames. Its paws were as thick as millstones and gleamed with a cold, hard metallic sheen.
"Iron-backed Grey Bear"
The two enormous beast spirits blocked out the remaining light as soon as they appeared in the nest.
Just a dozen steps away from Chen Bai, a nearly invisible phantom in the shadows stiffened slightly.
"Mountain Girl".
Chen Bai didn't even turn his head, and said, "I'm afraid your trick won't work anymore."
As soon as she finished speaking, the figure of the "mountain girl" beside Yao Ye began to blur and disappear.
Clearly, it was just an afterimage left behind by a technique of invisibility and shapeshifting.
About ten steps behind Chen Bai, another figure emerged from the shadows.
The mountain girl managed a hoarse roar: "You sharp-tongued brat... I'll tear your mouth apart!"
It suddenly pounced on Chen Bai.
However, the figure that had leaped into the air disintegrated again under the breath of poisonous mist from the Ink-Scaled Water Python—it was still a fake body.
Meanwhile, the mountain maiden's true form used the momentum of this pounce to launch herself backward, darting towards the nest's exit like a ghost.
This spirit never intended to confront Chen Bai head-on.
"Trying to escape?"
Chen Bai raised an eyebrow, and the two beast spirits beside him roared and rushed towards the mountain girl.
Outside the lair, the roars of beasts and the sounds of fighting continued incessantly.
Chen Bai ignored him, with only the little crow Xiao Liu perched on his shoulder beside him.
He looked at Yao Ye, who was lying naked in the grass, and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Yao, now it's our turn to settle accounts."
"Us? What accounts could we possibly have to settle? Fellow Daoist, you must be joking..."
Yao Ye struggled to sit up, his smile stiff: "You want the relics of the upper-level immortals, right? We can discuss it. Everything is negotiable. I'll give you everything, I don't want anything else, just spare my life!"
Seeing that Chen Bai remained unmoved, he continued to approach step by step.
The humble and ingratiating look on Yao Ye's face gradually faded, replaced by an almost crazed, blustering yet cowardly expression: "I am a direct descendant of the Immortal Clan and an inner disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect. If I suffer even the slightest loss, both the clan's patriarch and the entire Immortal Sect will investigate thoroughly! At that time, not only will you be in grave danger, but none of the rogue cultivators close to you will escape! Fellow Daoist, you must not make a mistake!!"
Despite saying that, Yao Ye's face was pale, and his trembling hands and feet betrayed his thoughts.
Little did they know, Chen Bai had already made up his mind to completely eliminate this hidden danger. Now that Xue Zhen was dead, in Chen Bai's eyes, the only person he had any enmity with was Yao Ye. Moreover, with the appearance of this "Real Person's Relic," there was no way to salvage the situation.
Chen Bai stopped in his tracks.
Yao Ye trembled even more violently, thinking that her threat had worked.
Then he saw Chen Bai's eyes, which showed no hesitation or wavering, only a calm and almost cold-blooded resolve.
"Fellow Daoist Yao, please accept your death!"
Chen Bai spread his five fingers wide, and a stream of reddish-yellow light emerged from his dantian in response to his command. It circled once above his palm and then suddenly expanded.
It was a small, square seal with an ancient and simple design. The seal body was square and unadorned, and the whole body was a dark yellow color. The seal knob was carved into the shape of a crouching red mountain with steep slopes and distinct edges.
A first-tier, mid-grade magic weapon, "Fanshan Seal".
The Fanshan Seal hummed and trembled in his palm, growing rapidly in the wind.
It swelled from the size of a palm to the size of a millstone, and then to a radius of about ten feet, casting a shadow that enveloped Yao Ye entirely.
Yao Ye looked up at the massive seal that pressed down like a mountain, his pupils suddenly dilating.
He tried to struggle, but several ropes formed from the true qi of fetal breathing had already silently bound his hands and feet.
"No...no! I don't want to die—Ancestor, save me! Ancestor—"
Yao Ye kicked her legs desperately, her naked body twisting wildly on the bird feather mattress, her swollen face contorted with fear.
The giant seal slowly pressed down, paused for a moment, and then returned to normal.
The shadows had completely engulfed Yao Ye.
"thump."
With a crisp, muffled thud, like a ripe melon falling from a vine, red and white splattered all over the ground.
Only a headless torso remained on the bird feather mattress, its limbs still twitching slightly.
Yao Ye's head had been smashed into a pulp by Fan Shan Yin, and it was mixed with the filth left by Shan Gu on the mattress, making it impossible to distinguish between them.
Before Chen Bai could even catch his breath, a blinding white light suddenly emanated from beneath the "Fanshan Seal".
Fan Shanyin was forcefully pushed away.
White light condensed above the corpse, gradually transforming into an aged figure.
"Who dares to kill a member of the Yao family?!"
The voice was old and deep, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze in that instant.
Chen Bai's fingers froze in mid-air, and he couldn't even blink.
It was a complete suppression, a crushing defeat in terms of realm and life level.
Under the gaze of that aged figure, he was like an insect nailed to amber, finding it incredibly difficult even to think.
The white light finally solidified completely.
It was an old man with a youthful face and white hair, wearing a black Taoist robe with intricate cloud patterns embroidered in gold thread.
He looked to be no more than fifty or sixty years old, with smooth, rosy skin and an air of otherworldly grace.
Only his triangular eyes narrowed slightly, bringing a strangely incongruous sinister look, like a venomous snake sizing up its prey.