Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v4c11

The God of Malice is Watching the Land: Chapter 11 The Road Up the Mountain

Watching the bluish-white flame turn and charge towards that terrifying grayish-white figure, the other “Destruction” level ability users had no intention of helping.

To directly confront the Witch of Absolute Death, a few “Destruction” level ability users weren’t enough. They would need at least five or more Slumberers and a double-digit number of “Destruction” level ability users, and they would have to be prepared to deploy “Ice Coffin Weapons” at any cost.

“At any cost” meant overdrafting all the power of the “Ice Coffin Weapons” to an unrecoverable degree, seeking absolute power for a short period.

Qin Hong’s current action was no different from a moth flying into a flame, destined to be a futile sacrifice.

However… human civilization seemed to have survived until now precisely because of these small, “futile sacrifices.”

At this moment, even Wu Jianming, who had always disliked the Sword Saint Sect’s ways, was slightly moved. He finally admitted that he was inferior to this young “elder,” in every aspect.

When facing the Witch of Absolute Death directly, Wu Jianming had already lost all courage to resist, let alone launch an attack like Qin Hong.

“The Witch of Absolute Death’s attention is on Qin Hong. Take this opportunity, hurry!”

Lin Qingfeng whispered. He certainly respected Qin Hong’s actions, but the mission was urgent.

The nine Saints had created this opportunity at the cost of their lives. Since they had shouldered the responsibility, they couldn’t easily give up.

“…Mm.”

An inexplicable light flashed deep within Wu Jianming’s eyes, and he nodded slightly.

The blockade of black Manjusaka flowers finally weakened enough for them to break through. Lin Qingfeng let out a low shout, his body enveloped in holy light, and a beam of light condensed into a long spear, piercing through the remaining swirling petals.

—”Heavenly Soldier Descent,” a mutation-type ability. Lin Qingfeng had “holy-light-ified” his entire body, achieving an extremely high affinity for light.

At this moment, he could even catch all escaping light with his bare hands, condensing it into a tangible form for attack.

Wu Jianming didn’t stand idle either. His muscles exploded, his outer clothes tearing apart, revealing the highly elastic bodysuit underneath.

His already burly figure swelled to a height of four or five meters, resembling a roaring giant beast from legends. His physical attributes increased geometrically, without any defects due to the excessive size change, including agility.

“Dharma Body Heaven and Earth,” also a mutation-type ability, and the most straightforward body enhancement.

However, even if it was straightforward, once it reached “Destruction” level, it could still move mountains and overturn seas.

Named Jianming (Sword Cry), yet he wasn’t a sword user.

Wu Jianming slammed his fist fiercely onto the ground. Even the Holy Mountain trembled slightly, and a barely visible crack appeared on the ground.

The force directly broke through the Manjusaka blockade, clearing a path for them towards the peak of the Holy Mountain.

Su Qinyin, her long robes fluttering, held a long xiao (vertical bamboo flute) in her hand. A light and pleasant melody sounded, and condensed musical notes enveloped the three of them, causing spatial fluctuations.

“Spatial ability!”

Wu Jianming was shocked. He had never heard that Dragon City possessed a spatial ability user.

Moreover, this Madam Lin’s past battle records didn’t involve spatial abilities…

“No, it’s Superpower type… Qinyin can release various abilities depending on the instrument she uses or the music she plays, but she needs some medium.”

At this point, Lin Qingfeng revealed one of Dragon City’s most important secrets to Wu Jianming.

They were facing life and death together now, concealing their abilities could lead to serious consequences, Lin Qingfeng understood this very well.

“That’s still incredibly powerful…”

For a moment, Wu Jianming’s expression towards Su Qinyin changed significantly.

The spatial fluctuations disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the three had left the battlefield and landed on the Holy Mountain.

Su Qinyin’s face turned pale. Using spatial abilities in a place with such severe spatial lockdown consumed a lot of energy and caused a significant backlash.

Moreover, she was an imitation spatial ability user, and the backlash was much more severe than expected.

If Lin Qingfeng and Wu Jianming hadn’t worked together to clear the surrounding black Manjusaka flowers, forget about using spatial transfer, she probably wouldn’t even have been able to escape into a spatial rift.

“This is ‘Gloomlight,’ the top-tier version, effective even on ‘Destruction’ level ability users.”

Wu Jianming took out several vials emitting a faint blue light and handed them to Lin Qingfeng. “Keep some in reserve, keep your spiritual energy circuits full at all times.”

As an organization almost entirely composed of ability users, Dawn’s research on ability users far surpassed that of the Free Federation.

Potions like this, specifically targeting ability users, even the Free Federation had to import from Dawn.

And even with the formula, it was difficult to replicate, because most of the technicians who concocted the potions were members of Dawn.

This wasn’t because the Free Federation was inferior to Dawn, but simply because their research directions were different.

Because they controlled most of the Old Era ruins, the Free Federation’s main technology focused on replicating Old Era technology.

And “Destruction” level “Gloomlight” potions like this couldn’t be found on the market.

All developed “Destruction” level potions, every single one, were supplied to Dawn’s top five Cadres.

Therefore, for Lin Qingfeng and Su Qinyin, this was the first time they had seen such a thing. Before this, they thought “Gloomlight” only worked on low-level ability users.

Even “Peril” level Gloomlight was rarely seen.

“You are the second group of Free Federation people to use high-level ‘Gloomlight’,” Wu Jianming said in a deep voice, “Besides you, only…”

He didn’t continue.

Because besides them, only Yan City had used it… more accurately, confiscated it.

This was Dawn’s shame, launching a full-scale attack on a remote district only to suffer an unprecedented defeat.

Although they later learned that Dawn couldn’t have won the Yan City war anyway, nor could they have taken Mister One’s remains.

Saint Illusion’s avatar and the mysterious Miss Luo Yan were both on Yan City’s side, and even Mister One’s will didn’t favor Dawn.

As an ability user from Dragon City, Lin Qingfeng vaguely guessed what Wu Jianming was referring to.

In the past, he might have mocked them, but in the current situation… Lin Qingfeng could only choose to remain silent.

After using “Gloomlight,” Su Qinyin’s condition improved, her pale face visibly regaining color, and her damaged spiritual energy circuits gradually healed under the nourishment of the potion.

“Truly worthy of the ‘Dawn’ organization, skilled in developing the potential of ability users…”

Lin Qingfeng praised inwardly, the stone hanging in his heart slightly lifted.

“The Witch of Absolute Death doesn’t seem to be able to approach the Holy Mountain.”

Wu Jianming looked down from above at the battle at the foot of the mountain. The terrifying black Manjusaka flowers danced wildly, while the bluish-white flame seemed insignificant among them.

If the Witch of Absolute Death hadn’t been entangled by the Demoness of Terror, the bluish-white flame probably wouldn’t even have had the chance to burn.

Looking down at the entire sealed Sanctuary, everyone gasped again. The spreading “malice” had almost solidified, and just looking up made one feel contaminated.

Su Qinyin’s spatial jump distance wasn’t long, probably less than five hundred meters.

But just five hundred meters, and the black Manjusaka flowers didn’t continue to invade, but lingered outside the Holy Mountain’s range, as if it were a boundary line.

“Is it because of the power left by the Saint…”

Lin Qingfeng looked up towards the peak of the Holy Mountain, then remembered Saint Zang’s instructions and slightly lowered his head.

“Destruction” level ability users, who had touched the limits of humanity, were all interested in the truth beyond the starry sky, but now wasn’t the time.

Of course, looking up from this distance, forget about beyond the starry sky, they couldn’t even see the peak of the Holy Mountain.

“Time is tight… the mission assigned by the Saints is urgent.”

Wu Jianming took one last deep look at the bluish-white flame, then turned directly and headed towards the peak of the Holy Mountain along the path.

Lin Qingfeng supported his wife, Su Qinyin, and followed closely behind. The surrounding area was covered in white snow, only withered branches and extremely cold ice remained, as if everything had been frozen for countless eons.

Further up, even the branches disappeared, and the scattered ice made even “Destruction” level ability users shiver from the cold.

After walking for an unknown amount of time in this world of only white snow, Wu Jianming suddenly stopped and looked around alertly,

“…There seems to be the aura of the Gods left here, I can feel it.”

Dawn was founded by the nine Misters, and the nine Misters were all God’s Chosen, possessing powers almost identical to the Gods.

Wu Jianming had interacted with several Misters and was quite familiar with the aura of the Gods.

In this seemingly normal location, the aura left by the Gods lingered, and not just one type, some even felt familiar to Wu Jianming.

Or perhaps the aura here originated from all the Gods, which was why this situation occurred.

“It seems the echoes of the Gods mentioned by Lord Zang have disappeared…”

Lin Qingfeng calmed down. Halfway up the Holy Mountain, there should have been echoes of the Gods lingering here, residual power left from the battle between the Saint and the Gods back then.

But now they were gone, which wasn’t good news at this time…

“Qingfeng, there seems to be a figure ahead.”

Su Qinyin whispered, pointing in a direction, a faint green flame burning in her eyes.

A degraded version of “Eagle Eye,” at least allowing her to see things far away.

“A figure…”

It couldn’t be Miss Luo Yan, right?

Hearing this, Wu Jianming rushed over without hesitation, and Lin Qingfeng followed after a moment of hesitation.

The group quickly reached the location Su Qinyin mentioned, but upon seeing it clearly, they all gasped.

…They finally understood why the echoes of the Gods had disappeared.

The figure was a person, a deceased old man.

The old man was completely covered in frost, his face seemingly still holding a faint smile.

And beside him were some sculptures shaped like humans. The aura of the Gods Wu Jianming sensed came from these lifelike ice sculptures.

“…He should be Lord Noah, the First Saint.”

Lin Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

“How did he do it, actually sealing the echoes of the Gods here…”

Wu Jianming felt his scalp tingle. As a “Destruction” level ability user himself, he was inherently proud, but today he had repeatedly witnessed things beyond his comprehension.

The old Sword Saint Qin Hong’s moth-to-a-flame act, Lord Noah sacrificing himself to lock the Gods.

“Life… it’s life, he used his own life to imprison the Gods, even if they were just echoes.”

Lin Qingfeng frowned slightly, “How could Lord Noah do this? And why did he think of doing it this way…”

Actually, it was easy to understand, because the example of using life to seal a conceptual entity had appeared before the First Saint, Noah.

—It was Miss Luo Yan.

“A great man.”

Su Qinyin whispered, lifted her skirt, and solemnly bowed to this Saint who guarded the Holy Mountain with his life.

“Since Lord Noah appeared here, it seems the peak of the Holy Mountain isn’t far.”

Wu Jianming took a deep breath, slightly detaching his emotions from the shock he had experienced so far, and steadied his trembling mind.

“After passing the peak of the Holy Mountain, we must act as quickly as possible.” Lin Qingfeng said in a deep voice,

“The peak of the Holy Mountain is an isolated space, both time and space are in a state of chaos. Perhaps even a single second will affect the speed at which we return to the outside world.”

“Understood.”

The other two nodded.

They had already decided that even if they had to use force, they must bring Miss Luo Yan back.

Passing by the remains of Saint Noah, the group continued forward.

As they approached the peak of the Holy Mountain, the seemingly endless white snow gradually thinned out, revealing the bare ground.

However, no other scenery appeared, only the summit of the mountain.

But walking here, there was a feeling of gradually detaching from the present world.

Crossing an invisible boundary, the expressions of the three involuntarily became somewhat dazed.

When they came back to their senses, what appeared before them was a throne facing away from everyone, endless chains extending around it.

“We’re here! This is… the peak of the Holy Mountain!”

Alertness arose in their hearts. Remembering Lord Zang’s instructions, they suppressed the surging curiosity in their hearts, slightly lowered their heads, and walked forward step by step.

An unspoken heavy pressure fell upon everyone’s heart, especially when approaching the throne.

Finally, they reached the vicinity of the throne and prepared to walk around to the front.

But just then, the sharp-eyed Wu Jianming discovered something horrifying, his eyes widening, his steps faltering.

At this critical moment, his action naturally attracted the attention of the other two.

Lin Qingfeng turned to look at him questioningly, and Wu Jianming raised his hand and pointed at the throne.

“The chains… are broken…”

Lin Qingfeng and Su Qinyin immediately looked over, their pupils constricting.

Indeed, the countless chains extending to the throne were all broken.

Undoubtedly, these chains must have been binding and sealing something. Broken chains meant the seal was broken, but what seal was broken?

Everyone present was intelligent and didn’t hesitate for long before immediately rushing towards the front of the throne.