Ce Heng realized the danger and did not scold Pu Xian for lacking the same-school feelings. He hurriedly produced the Jade Purifying Bottle, trying to use his own heavenly treasure to block the Black Wind Sword.
The bottle blocked the sword, and he was already prepared for the Jade Purifying Bottle to be damaged.
There was a crisp sound, and the sword cut into the Jade Purifying Bottle without causing any damage to the bottle. Instead, it accelerated smoothly towards the other end.
"Not good!" Ce Heng wanted to use the inherent space characteristic of the Jade Purifying Bottle to block the Black Wind Sword, but the Black Wind Sword was forged from the essence of blood-winged black mosquitoes, possessing not only the ability to conceal its aura but also incredible speed.
The blade of the sword lightly touched the belly of the Jade Purifying Bottle, then abruptly accelerated, propelled by a cloud of blood mist, and aimed towards the distant Yuding Immortal who was watching the battle.
The dark sword whizzed past in front of him, and Yang Jie's eyes could not keep up with the speed of the sword. However, his forehead divine eye caught a glimpse of cloudiness when the sword blade was closest to him. At that moment, he could even smell the sharp blood scent emanating from the sword blade's back spike.
Without a second thought, he leaped forward to grasp the sword, willing to endure the risk of his palm being slashed open and his Dao body being polluted.
His action was indeed fast, but the speed of the Black Wind Sword was even faster.
His palm barely grasped the residual shadow of the Black Wind Sword, and the next instant, the sword blade pierced through Yuding Immortal's chest.
Acting on the instinct of the blood-winged mosquito, the blade was entirely crimson, as if it could breathe. Endless blood lines pierced through the chest and abdomen, drying up the vital essence of Yuding Immortal in less than two breaths, leaving a fist-sized blood hole in the thorax.
The disciples of the Paradise Church were greatly shocked.
Yang Jie, Huang Long, Ce Heng, and others who were close by all stood still for a moment.
The Guangchengzi and Chijizi, who were originally watching from the sidelines, quickly revealed their forms. How dare this Mosquito Daoist? How dare he kill a Xuanjiao Golden Immortal? Does he not fear the wrath of the Sage? !
"Big Brother!"
"Brother!"
"Master!"
"Evil offspring, meet your death!" Guangchengzi was so enraged that he no longer considered the issue of karma and entanglement. He directly conjured the Fan Tian Seal and let it fall from the heavens, smashing towards the Mosquito Daoist.
The Fan Tian Seal stirred up the countless blood clouds covering the abyss of the bloody sea for innumerable eons, and even before its heavy power descended, it made the immortals feel a sense of dread.
The Shenzhenglongzhu, who has recently been suffering from an abnormal state of mind, looked towards the Choualian Mountain. The heavy killing intent in his gaze cleared up a glimmer of clarity in his countenance.
Bodhisattva, Mahavira, Shiva, and other powerful beings in the blood sea all sensed something.
Pinghe and Xuanming exchanged a glance, "Little trick."
The Mosquito Daoist, who took the brunt of the attack, was petrified. The Wu Sheng, Pu Xian, and Ce Heng all retreated simultaneously. He also wanted to run away, but the Fan Tian Seal locked his qi into an iron grip. Moreover, it had the special effect of suppressing space. He could only helplessly watch as the Fan Tian Seal in front of him grew increasingly massive and finally completely descended.
The Fan Tian Seal, as if killing a mosquito, caused no stir and simply knocked the Mosquito Daoist into a pulp.
Guangchengzi, however, furrowed his brow and seemed to sense something was wrong.
He couldn't think too much and followed the immortals to the side of Yuding Immortal.
Yuding Immortal's chest was pierced by the Black Wind Sword, and his vitality was barely hanging on. The sword blade seemed almost parasitic within him, constantly sucking his essence and blood.
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Yang Jie was completely panicked, not knowing how to deal with the current situation.
"What should we do, what should we do?" Huang Long was even more panic-stricken than him.
Yuding Immortal, who appeared in his middle-aged years, soon turned into an old man as his vital essence and blood flowed out in large amounts. After that, his facial features grew increasingly wrinkled, his skin became loose, and even his body posture bent over.
"Uncle immortals, elder aunts, please save my master!" Yang Jie was extremely anxious.
Ce Hang quickly took out a few drops of sweet Dew Jade Liquor and poured them into Yuding Immortal's mouth.
Yuding Immortal's complexion visibly regained its rosy hue, but as the Black Wind Sword continued to absorb his vitality, this portion of vitality was once again taken away.
This sword is too mysterious. If we pull it out, Yuding might die immediately. If we don't pull it out, it seems like death as well.
Guangchengzi fed Yuding Immortal a Purple Jade Dragon Pill and an Eighth-Turn Concreteness Pill, which only kept him conscious, not even treating the symptom, let alone the root cause.
The five qi in Yuding Immortal's chest was completely absorbed, and the blood poisoning that he could still contain began to rampage again. Internally and externally besieged, his fall was only a matter of time, and this time was surprisingly short.
The immortals of the Paradise School were at a loss, and Jiziya was standing there as an invisible person on the side. Yang Jie even gave him a glance, thinking as the chosen one of the Seal of the Godly Powers, could he save his master? Jiziya secretly shook his head. With so many senior brothers unable to help, what could he, an ordinary person and a level 5 beginner, do?
Taiyi Zhenren lowered his voice and said, "I still have an Immortal Lotus Form in my cultivation realm. Perhaps it can help."
The problem with Yuding Immortal now is that his Dao body is being destroyed and it seems he will soon revert to his original form. If the Taian Shen Ding has not been damaged, then like the Jade Pipa Fairy, he can find a place to absorb celestial and terrestrial essence and there may be a day when he can be revived. The problem is that his cauldron has been damaged severely. Once it reverts to its original form, the cauldron body may shatter instantly, let alone revival? What revival?!
Taiyi Zhenren suggested using the Immortal Lotus Form to house his soul and rebuild.
With his increasingly aged face, Yuding Immortal smiled and said, "Elder brother, can an Immortal Lotus Form attain the Dao?"
The other immortals remained silent. An Immortal Lotus Form can only attain a little cultivation at best, maybe even reaching the level of a Gold Immortal.
In the boundless world, a Gold Immortal is enough to be revered as a Dao Ancestor. However, for the disciples of the Paradise School, who come from Hongwu, standing in front of the Dao door for millions of years yet unable to enter, that outcome is too tragic.
"The only thing I want is the Great Dao, not anything else," Yuding Immortal closed his eyes and awaited death. The expressions of the immortals varied, and among them, only Yang Jie and Huang Long truly felt sad.
At this moment, the gazes of all the Saints were all focused on the Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace. Everyone was preparing to see how Wanshi Tianzun responded.
Among them, the eyes of Tongtian Emperor were the most focused. "You do the first, and I can do the fifteenth! If you save Yuding today, I'll do nothing for the next twenty years and save my disciples every day!"
Guangchengzi and the others have limited cultivation, and it's not realistic for them to transport Yuding Immortal, who is on the brink of death, back to the Yuxu Palace from the Blood Sea. The Supreme Taoist can definitely do this with a simple move, just by stretching his hand. He can pull Yuding Immortal back and save him.
Now it's up to him whether he wants to save him or not.
In the original time and space, all twelve Gold Immortals fell into the Yellow River Formation. In order to continue the Taoist tradition of the Paradise School, Supreme Taoist had to intervene. Now it's just Yuding Immortal.
Supreme Taoist sits calmly on his cloud bed, immobile.
South Pole Immortal and White Crane Boy are sighing in secret, "This is Yuding's fate, entering such a great calamity."
After a cup of tea, Yuding Immortal, who was in the Blood Sea, finally reached the end of his life. He wanted to tell Yang Jie something, but thousands of words were at the tip of his tongue, and all that came out was a single sentence: "You must take care of yourself, do not rely on your strong cultivation and lightly venture into dangerous places. Remember, there are higher beings beyond the heavens and people beyond people. I will go now."
Yuding Immortal dispersed his soul and essence, departing without returning to his original form but instead leaving behind a single strand of true essence that flew towards the Godly Seals.
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