36: Chapter 36: Son of the Mountain God 36: Chapter 36: Son of the Mountain God Fortunately, among the group of people rescued by Baili An, there was soone who responded extrely quickly.
A young girl in a sacrificial robe snapped out of her shock.
She quickly removed the wide robe, revealing the coarse linen clothes unique to the village beneath.
Her face filled with urgency; she used the robe to smother the flas engulfing Baili An’s body, tightly wrapping him to extinguish the fire.
“Roar!!”
The imnse corpse demon, as towering as a mountain, had its Corpse Pearl light up again within its mouth.
An inexplicable word of Corpse Language only intimidated for a mont before it returned to normal, its eyes revealing a fierce gleam.
Lifting one foot, it was about to crush the group of ‘ants’ on the ground.
Wen Yu’s eyes sparkled distantly as he glanced at the young man, who had fainted from exhaustion and was wrapped tightly in the robe, unrecognizable.
For so unknown reason, a sense of revenge against the sect surged in his heart.
He quickly said to the woman beside him, “Wait until all of them are dead, then you can take revenge for them, do you hear?
That person will definitely appear.”
The woman’s face was pale with fright, but upon eting her master’s gaze, she resolutely bit her lip and nodded.
The girl who had covered Baili An with the sacrificial robe felt gray and despair, her cheeks wet with tears.
Knowing there was no escape, her heart was filled with adoration and emotion for the young man.
He could have run away, but for everyone’s sake, he chose to co out and fight to the death.
Compared to Qi Yang, a fellow villager who hid behind a boulder from afar during a mont of life and death crisis and didn’t even have the courage to look their way, she felt utterly powerless.
She wept while lying down, pressing Baili An tightly beneath her.
Though it was a aningless gesture, she still thought so and did it.
The deer resigned itself and closed its eyes.
At that mont, a clear sound of an arrow breaking the air resounded, and a golden light, like a falling teor, streaked through the wind.
Through the speeding golden light, a golden arrow could vaguely be seen, growing thicker and longer from thin and short.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow transford into the thickness of a century-old tree trunk.
Like a golden pillar, it furiously pierced through the giant foot of the corpse demon, nailing it to the ground.
On a distant mountain, a young man holding a bow maintained his shooting stance, the bowstring humming.
Clearly, the shot had co from him.
The young man’s features were three-dinsional and handso, his dark eyebrows sharp like willow leaves slanting across his temples, his nose high and proud, his lips thin.
As he pursed them lightly, he seed very earnest and diligent.
He wore a golden light robe embroidered with splendid mountains and sun patterns in gold thread, even his longbow was golden.
In the darkness of night, his entire figure emitted a soft, dazzling light.
He eyed the massive corpse demon in the distance and withdrew another golden long arrow from the Arrow Quiver at his waist.
His gaze serious, he drew the bowstring into a perfect arch.
With fingers tensed, another arrow whooshed out, tracing a brilliant golden streak through the air.
The originally slender arrow, on eting the wind in the night sky, swelled and with a loud sound, formidably pierced through another foot of the corpse demon.
He dropped the longbow, which imdiately transford into a giant golden sun bird, carrying him fast as lightning, quickly arriving at this area of the world.
Seeing the newcor, Wen Yu, hidden behind the boulder, looked incredibly excited.
The man stood against the wind on the giant golden bird, looking down at the many mortals below, his sharp brow slightly furrowed as if encountering a terribly troubleso matter.
Yet amid the corpse demon’s continual roars, he did not hesitate much longer, directing the golden bird closer to the ground.
Looking down at the group of mortals, he seed sowhat unaccustod to seeing so many people for the first ti, an inappropriately nervous expression crossing his handso face.
He slowly said, “All…
all of you…
co on board.”
The people, who had just stood up, were nearly floored again.
Who would have thought this man, who appeared as majestic and handso as a Heavenly God, would stutter so when he spoke?
However, this made him seem more approachable.
No longer hesitating, several people in groups carried Baili An’s burning body, and even a sword and umbrella, onto the golden bird.
Of course, the tightly bound little deer was not forgotten and was also lifted onto it.
“Is…
is it you?”
Behind the boulder, Wen Yu’s female Disciple staggered forward, her beautiful face filled with joy.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the young man in the golden robe; blushing excitedly and shyly, she stamred, “You saved again…”
Seeing the young woman, the young man in the golden robe also revealed a shy, bashful flush, his awkward face squeezing out a sowhat foolish smile.
He flashed a set of bright white teeth: “Miss…
Miss, this…
this place…
is dangerous, let’s…
leave here first?”
Wen Yu’s female Disciple nodded repeatedly, a happy, naïve smile on her face as she turned back to beckon her master and junior brother to leave together.
With all the people aboard, the golden bird flew noticeably slower.
Yet as so people looked back, they were surprised to find that the massive ancient corpse had disappeared into the forest, as if it has ceased to exist.
Soone praised loudly, “This Immortal is incredible, he killed the monster with just two arrows.”
The young man in the golden robe stared seriously forward, the golden bird skillfully navigating the mountains, purposely flying in a specific direction.
He opened his mouth to say, “It’s not…
dead, it just…
beca smaller.”
“Beca smaller?”
“Yes, it beca…
smaller, its speed is even…
faster, and a better…
pursuer.”
His speech was infuriatingly slow!
But the content of his words was even more distressing.
Wen Yu’s female disciple paled frightfully, “What?
It’s chasing us?!”
“Don’t…
don’t be afraid.”
The young man in the golden robe seed to have a fondness for her, as his smile deepened when he faced her.
However, his smile was extrely stiff and awkward, appearing insincere.
The girl who had covered Baili An with the robe lifted it, relieved to see the flas extinguished.
But when they saw the dense lines of blood on Baili An’s body, they couldn’t help but cry out in shock.
The young man in the golden robe shifted his gaze, bending down to look and saw the blood lines wildly retreating towards Baili An’s chest.
Following the trail, he forcefully tore open the collar of Baili An, ripping it with a sound.
The girl scread and covered her face, “You shaless!”
The young man’s face colored slightly with embarrassnt, but his attention was more captured by the moving blood lines on Baili An’s chest.
The blood lines spiraled and road around his chest heart area, and finally, the lines sharply outlined, sketching a pattern that erged in and out of visibility.
It distinctly ford a blood-red flower of the other shore, eerily blooming right over Baili An’s pale heart.
Seeing this, the young man in the golden robe silently buttoned up Baili An’s clothes.
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