Chapter 1065: Chapter 109: There Is No Path to Immortality in This World (71) — Battle 5.5…
When Song Haoran walked into the ruins of the altar, he saw a faint glow appearing within the ruins.
He furrowed his brow, quickly walked over, and lifted the nearby boulders.
Hmm… When did this strength increase again?
Song Haoran was somewhat surprised by the strength in his arms, feeling that his power had surged significantly out of nowhere, and he effortlessly lifted a boulder that seemed to weigh several hundred pounds.
Song Haoran furrowed his brow… Could it be related to the large arm that suddenly emerged from the insignia before he lost consciousness?
But he had no time to think deeply about it, for after uncovering the boulder, Song Haoran glimpsed the thing buried beneath the stones—something likely originally hidden within the altar.
Because of the altar’s collapse, it was exposed to daylight.
“Another coffin?”
What surprised Song Haoran was that after clearing the surrounding stones, he found buried deep within the altar was a stone coffin—the material of this coffin was utterly peculiar, emitting a soft glow like a Luminous Pearl.
Song Haoran smacked his lips, squinted his eyes, and reached to slowly push open the coffin lid—inside the stone coffin lay a woman.
Song Haoran took a glance and was instantly struck by her beauty.
The woman lying in the stone coffin looked to be about twenty years old, dressed in luxurious ancient attire, appearing breathtakingly gorgeous… Song Haoran couldn’t help but show a momentary look of astonishment.
He circled around the coffin, carefully observing the woman inside… Song Haoran couldn’t help but gently grasp her wrist.
From the tactile sensation on her skin, the woman seemed just asleep… yet Song Haoran couldn’t feel her pulse.
He reached out towards her nose… no breathing.
This stone coffin must have been hidden deep within the altar for countless years, and the woman inside seemed deceased, yet her body appeared pristine.
Song Haoran had seen those so-called thousands-year incorruptible corpses before, but most resulted from environmental factors, remaining unchanged yet turning into mummified cadavers, entirely different from this woman’s body.
At this moment, a bead clasped in the woman’s hands caught Song Haoran’s attention.
Curious, he took the bead from the woman’s hands, placing it in his palm for close inspection.
But could not discern anything special.
Just then, the woman’s fingers gently twitched—Song Haoran immediately stood up, warily watching the woman in the stone coffin.
The woman slowly opened her eyes… A hint of panic appeared in them, as if searching for something—Song Haoran’s hand-held bead caught her gaze.
The woman suddenly leapt out of the stone coffin, surprisingly reaching out towards Song Haoran.
Song Haoran was greatly astonished but not scared, as the woman rushed towards him, she suddenly furrowed her brow.
Her lips moved, seemingly wanting to say something, but her vocal cords, unused for heaven knows how long, produced sounds unpleasant and unintelligible.
The woman stepped forward two more times, revealing an anxious expression—but she suddenly collapsed.
“Hmm?”
Song Haoran furrowed his brow, seeing the woman fall motionless to the ground. Hesitating for a moment, he approached, lifted her into a sitting position, discovering she had fainted.
“Why did the woman’s body suddenly bee so cold…”
The touch, like grasping ice, revealed a thin layer of frost had unknowingly formed between her brows.
Quickly pondering, Song Haoran promptly stuffed the bead back into the woman’s hands, slowly noticing her body temperature warming slightly.
“Young Master… Who is this woman?”
A Song Family Warrior used an assault rifle like a cane, limping over to Song Haoran.
“Found her beneath the altar.” Song Haoran didn’t conceal, “I’m not sure either… But let’s keep her for now. Moreover, don’t spread the word about this woman.”
“Alright then.”
Song Haoran continued, “How’s the search for people going?”
This Song Family Warrior stated, “Nine are dead, sixteen heavily injured, the remainder lightly wounded… Suzuki-kai lost quite a few too, only about ten have survived. I’ve found Suzuki Yuuichi and Haruxin Suzuki, but they’re unconscious. Also, we’ve found quite a few individuals who were previously trapped inside the crystal… Young Master, what do we do?”
Song Haoran quickly replied, “Tell the people outside, first get everyone out of here, and talk later.”
Saying this, Song Haoran took off his bat suit, wrapping it around the mysterious woman and lifted her up, “Let’s go!”
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On the way out, there weren’t any dangers encountered.
On the road, they retrieved Mu Xianghua’s corpse, finally leaving the secret passage after over two hours.
Outside, the Li Family’s main force had already retreated, presumably staying at a town ahead. However, the Li Family left a few individuals waiting here.
This cooperation led the Li Family to withdraw midway yet, in a way, left people behind, just in case.
This had a touch of business despite the absence of true righteousness.
But Song Haoran had already ordered everyone to remain silent about the events within the crypt, leaving the Li Family no avenue to inquire—regarding the remaining members of Suzuki-kai, they closed their mouths tightly after the Song Family Descendant Soldiers kindly requested.
“Since Young Master Song came out unharmed, we will head back first.”
A few Li Family elders reluctantly left—although the Song Family and Suzuki-kai emerged, heavily injured and dire, they still retained weapons in hand and originally left over ten Song Family Warriors outside… still potent in battle.
Once the Li Family people departed, Song Haoran instructed to bring out all those inside.
And Song Haoran himself carried the mysterious woman, entering a tent.
The Young Master Song naturally disdained to do anything dishonorable; he was just curious about the mysterious woman’s origins.
Each time he took the strange bead from her hands, she showed signs of distress in her unconscious state… It seemed she couldn’t part from the peculiar bead.
Like this, until daylight, the Song Family and Suzuki-kai finally moved everyone out of the crypt.
At this moment, a Song Family Descendant Soldier approached, reporting that Haruxin Suzuki and Suzuki Yuuichi had awoken. However, they knocked out Suzuki-kai’s watchmen and fled.
“You stay here, have two others guard the tent, let no one enter.”
Song Haoran promptly gave an order and then went outside to check.
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Ten kilometers away, ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ faced ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’s’ murderous glare.
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ simply chuckled awkwardly, then sighed, “Elder Brother Lian Zhen, it’s not my fault… Besides, didn’t we survive? We escaped from the remnant soul of an Ancient Great God! Speaking of it, that’s worth bragging about in the demon world for centuries!”
“Hmph!” ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ snorted coldly.
So frustrating…
Yin Greedy Wolf’s Origin Power was right in front of me, missed it, absorbed once more by Zi Xing’s body, nothing gained after all that effort!
“Actually, it’s not exactly a loss…” ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ suddenly said, “At least, that mysterious super powerful being didn’t deceive us.”
Upon gaining consciousness, Yamata no Orochi and Lian Zhen felt themselves weakened, the previously abundant power sensation was gone—but pared to before entering the crypt, they were much better off.
Everything happened just as the mysterious super powerful being said, with a reduced recovery scale as pensation for their escort.
However, clearly, the remaining energy within them was lower than the initially stated seventy percent reduction—obviously reaching an eighty percent deduction.
Yamata no Orochi speculated that it might be because some people died in the Li Family’s tomb.
That mysterious super powerful one is really quite stingy, calculating to the utmost… What a miser! But it’s precisely because of this, that Yamata no Orochi and Lian Zhen immediately left after ing back to their senses.
They didn’t believe that if the mysterious one wasn’t always peeping in the dark, they’d be able to restore this part of their power out of thin air.
“Don’t try to fool me.” ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ scoffed coldly at this time: “In the end, you swallowed part of the Divine Power of the residual soul, right? I want half of this part!”
“Elder Brother Lian Zhen, this was something I fought tooth and nail for!”
“Hmph.” ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ sneered coldly: “We live and die together, sharing the blessings and bearing the hardships together, right?”
“What are you trying to do?” Yamata no Orochi had an ominous premonition at this time.
Unexpectedly, this premonition soon turned into reality. Yamata no Orochi felt as if his Soul was half-roasted by fire, sweating coldly from pain, “Damn it! You’re ruthless, self-torturing… stop, stop, stop, I’ll give you half! I’ll give you half!”
“Indeed, good brothers.” ‘Suzuki Yuuichi’ coldly snorted at this time, “Brother Yamata no Orochi, remember, half it is.”
Good grief!
Yamata no Orochi glared fiercely at this guy, extremely reluctant as he opened his mouth, spitting out a glowing golden sphere in front of Lian Zhen.
Lian Zhen didn’t think twice and swallowed the thing spat out by Yamata no Orochi, “Now?”
Yamata no Orochi rubbed his forehead, ponderously said, “If we don’t digest the Divine Power, what would happen if someone fought us for it? We’d better find a place to absorb it first. With this thread of Divine Power’s protection, at least it ensures that we aren’t found by the world’s Will, sort of turning us into semi-official figures… As for that residual soul, it’s probably escaped by now, but it still contains a lot of Divine Power, which is very attractive.”
“Don’t forget about that mysterious super powerful one… that part of the Divine Power might already be in his hands!” Lian Zhen poured cold water on the idea, “Otherwise, would he let us go? You really think it’s for protecting these mortals? Clearly, that super powerful one wants this residual soul!”
“Tsk, you unambitious salt fish!” Yamata no Orochi snorted coldly, “Setting Divine Power aside… You still want to regain your Yin Greedy Wolf’s Origin Power, right? Now the whereabouts of your former host are under our control, aren’t you planning to strategize a bit?”
Lian Zhen pondered silently, finally nodding.
The two hard-knock brothers gradually disappeared into the forest path illuminated by the sunrise.
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In a dark cave, the Bronze Masked Man coughed a few times, then struggled to clutch his chest as he tried to sit up.
His panion immediately came over to assist him.
After getting up, the Bronze Masked Man shook his head, “Don’t worry, I’m not dead yet.”
The panion nodded and sat down alone, hugging his knees, leaning against the cave’s wall.
The Bronze Masked Man glanced over… When he first found the panion, he was like this, leaning against the back of the Seal Dragon Stone in a sealed cave, lifelessly watching the outside.
The Bronze Masked Man sighed, walked to the Crystal Coffin that had also been moved by the panion, silently contemplating it. After a while, he sighed again, “Perhaps this is Heavenly Will…”
“Are you planning to give up?” The panion suddenly looked up.
The Bronze Masked Man shook his head, “I’ve been preparing for so long… Resurrection is just one part of it. Failing at resurrection doesn’t mean ultimate failure. I just want him to see the dawn of an era that belongs to us.”
He slowly closed the Crystal Coffin, then said in a deep voice, “I asked you to transfer the Daoist Association and Yao Association people away to avoid obstacles while our seven Jade Dragon Columns are being set up… Originally, it was all set to be plete, but now those Dao Monsters meant for sacrifices have escaped instead… We need new sacrifices, otherwise the final grand formation won’t have enough Power to support it.”
“They already know what you intend to do.” The panion shook his head, “Now they’re not as easy to capture as when they were scrambling for the Imperial Edict.”
“The first Jade Dragon Column is already set up. Stopping now means all previous efforts are wasted…” The Bronze Masked Man looked at the panion, “No matter the price to pay, the gap in the Spiritual Energy of the earth, I must open it!”
Speaking, the Bronze Masked Man sat down, needing to quickly restore his injuries to continue action.
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In the Penglai Treasury, somewhere.
Da Zhe picked up a stone from the ground, looked at it twice, then casually tossed it forward—a stone forest stood before him.
Within it, stalagmite forests grew, though many were toppled. Miraculously, these broken stalagmites are now slowly recovering bit by bit.
“This stone forest causes people to bee lost.” Wang Hu glanced at it.
He was thrown out not too far away, and after a short journey, he returned to this place again. “Boss Luo, you guys had better be careful.”
Luo Qiu nodded, then curiously scrutinized this self-restoring stone forest. The way it automatically restored was quite spectacular, like reversing the passage of time.
“Its self-repair must have been going on for some time.” Da Zhe returned at this time, “But judging by the current state, it must have been heavily damaged initially… The battle must have been intense.”
“Can you evaluate the bat strength?” Luo Qiu glanced at You Ye, casually asked.
“Speaking of which, it’s already done, Master.” You Ye suddenly said at this time.
Luo Qiu curiously asked, “Done? Done what?”
You Ye flipped her palm, revealing a plain black-rimmed pair of glasses.
The Maid softly replied, “Didn’t Master mention before that if we can quantify the Transcendent Power, it would be more convenient? So I tried to make one, and this is the first-generation product.”
“You really made it?” Luo Qiu was greatly intrigued, like a child, immediately put on the glasses.
“There’s a button on the side of the spectacle’s frame, press it once.” You Ye added.
After pressing it, Luo Qiu first looked at his own maid, hearing her soft explanation: “Using a standard ordinary male adult as a basis, according to Master’s ideas, with 5 as the base. The measurement reveals the exposed energy value within the body, and if equipped with weapons, it will be added together… However, it might not be very accurate, and there’s currently no way to measure it pletely.”
Fifty-six million.
This is the value Luo Qiu saw for You Ye.
“So, this only represents the usual value, not including any explosive scenarios?” Luo Qiu nodded.
“After an explosion, the specific value will be re-measured,” You Ye added, “This is only the first generation; I’ll try to make the second generation next, so please wait a bit, Master.”
“This is already quite interesting.” Luo Qiu smiled.
This was something casually mentioned during his time in South America, and unexpectedly it resulted in a real product, which was neither fancy nor flashy, making Luo Qiu quite fond of it.
Upon wearing the black-rimmed glasses, the scholarly aura surrounding Luo Qiu seemed to intensify.
Wang Hu was stunned, unable to prehend the conversation between Luo Qiu and You Ye, and could only frown.
Luo Qiu then glanced at Wang Hu: Three million seven hundred thirty-six thousand nine hundred.
Then he looked at Da Zhe out of curiosity: Two million seven hundred sixty-nine thousand and one.
Finally, Luo Qiu extended his hand, looked at his own hand with the black-rim glasses, and a small number slowly fluctuated within the lens.
5.5.
“Hmm…”
Hmm… at least there’s an extra 0.5, isn’t it?
Luo Qiu forted himself.
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