Even if he knew that he was in a very bad situation and that he could die, Bai Chen still did not abandon hope. He would never give it up. He would survive!
Without further ado, Bai Chen let out all of his speed. All of his leftover immortal qi was used up, every last bit of it.
It was no use to keep it anyway when he had to encounter a tertiary immortal cultivator like Ling Cing Han.
-n0ve1、com Even though he did not understand how Ling Cing Han had become one, it was not important right now. He had to survive first.
Bai Chen’s immortal qi was not only used with the running, but also for spreading psychic power. His psychic power was spread everywhere to search for a way out, in case there was one.
As soon as he spread it out, Bai Chen halted for a short while and almost stopped running when he realised where he was now.
‘It seems like I still have my luck!’ He thought. His pale face started to glow. Then, it showed stress.
‘I have to risk it. I’ll let it be the job of fate whether I survive or not. This is my only chance to survive!’
Suddenly, Bai Chen dashed forward as if his life depended on it. Ling Cing Han, who was standing in mid-air, stared at him with disdain.
“What a useless struggle.” Ling Cing Han spoke coldly and smirked. She did not rush to kill Bai Chen at all.
Bai Chen was like a chick in her hand. It was up to her if he would survive or not!
Now that she was above him, she was the sole decider of Bai Chen’s life—why would she rush it?
“Let’s see how you run from your death.” Ling Cing Han laughed and slowly followed Bai Chen.
She was curious to know how Bai Chen would struggle through this. As she saw it, he had to die anyway.
With the speed he’d used up, Bai Chen quickly arrived at the spot he thought was his ‘only chance to survive’.
It was a forest that was surrounded by debris. Some portions of the debris were buried, and some were covered with leaves and grass. There were also vines around them.
Bai Chen stopped at a dirty stone altar. His face was still quite pale. He only had a little immortal qi left in him. It was not enough to run anymore.
Bai Chen panted heavily. It was obvious how exhausted he was. It was hard to maintain even his consciousness.
“Ling Cing Han.” After that, Bai Chen gathered all of his strength to yell out.
Ling Cing Han appeared above him. She looked at him like he was only an ant that waited for her to stomp on it.
“What? You want to say your last words?” Her smile was cold. She talked casually and crossed her arms. She was like an empress who looked down at a tiny ant.
She was a tertiary immortal cultivator now. That was why it was easy for her to know how bad Bai Chen’s state was right now. She knew that it was the end of him. That was why she thought that he’d called out for her so that he could say his parting words.
However, that was completely wrong. Bai Chen would not do that even before he died. He was about to risk himself with his only chance to survive. His life depended on it.
After shouting, Bai Chen did not care about what Ling Cing Han said. He breathed in deeply. His face was still as pale as a corpse, but it showed greater determination.
Bai Chen closed his only eye and reached out his left hand. Suddenly, his immortal qi formed a small blade that cut his own wrist.
Slash!
His crimson blood splattered and dropped onto the stone altar that he was standing on and the ground.
Ling Cing Han was surprised at the scene. Then, she laughed loudly. “HAHAHA! Bai Chen, maybe you’re so scared you’ve gone mad. That’s why you’re cutting your wrist like this and letting your blood flow out!”
Bai Chen did not care about the laughter. He still let his blood gush out from his wound.
He was almost drained when he swung his hand to the side. His blood drops now splattered around.
Then, he put his hand on his chest and made some strange gestures. He closed his eyes. His face was plain white and broke into a sweat. A voice that seemed to be muttering came from his mouth.
“The guardian of the east, Shing Long!”
“The guardian of the west, Bai Hu!”
“The guardian of the north, Zhu Xue!”
“The guardian of the south, Xuen Wu!”
“I beg of you to use every drop of my blood as an offering to summon the 4 corpses of the gods (神体) and take down my enemy!”
Hearing that, Ling Cing Han’s face changed colour. She noticed that something was not right.
Then, she could sense something. Her face immediately turned pale. It was the same time that a violent vibration occurred and the growls of the 4 gods could be heard.
The dragon was in the east, the tiger was in the west, the swan was in the north, and the turtle was in the south. Their growls were so horrendous that the air shattered into dimensional rifts.
The rifts were now everywhere. The emptiness behind them was terrifying!
At the same time, the ground that was parted 4 ways started to separate, revealing 4 enormous skeletons.
These were of the Blue Dragon God, Shing Long; the White Tiger God, Bai Hu; the Crimson Swan God, Zhu Xue; and the Black Turtle, Xuen Wu!
They looked ancient. The aura that they gave off was not only that of corpses, but also of sacred gods!
End of Chapter 593
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