NOVEL WEB Chapter 238 You Still Have a Chance
The Wuji Sect possessed a powerful Array, but it had been activated many times, its strength nearly depleted.
Today would likely be the last time.
Supporting his frail body, Baili Jiansan walked out of the palace and looked down at the youthful faces below. He couldn't help but smile. Nangong Jue, that little rascal, should have gotten far away by now, right?
No one spoke.
"As long as Li Qi and the others are alive, our Wuji Sect still has hope. And..." As he spoke of this, he subconsciously glanced towards Qingfeng.
Besides, Chen Pingping and the others were still there.
Even if the Wuji Sect were to be destroyed today, its foundation would endure.
With that thought, Baili Jiansan chuckled. "When the fighting begins, don't worry about the Sect. Just flee as far as you can."
"Sect Master, we still have a chance," Zhuge Wushuang said from below.
"You are? Hmm... let me think. Zhuge Wushuang, right?" Baili Jiansan looked at him.
"Yes!" He nodded.
"A Different Body, Jiuli Peak Lord. Not bad, not bad. I remember you were of the same generation as Xiaoyu," Baili Jiansan sighed. "Time flies; more than twenty years have passed in a blink. The youths of yesterday have grown to become pillars of the Wuji Sect. Not bad, not bad."
Zhuge Wushuang said woodenly, "Before Master departed, he instructed me that he had spent most of his life in the Wuji Sect and much time on Qingfeng. He felt he had failed Qingfeng and the Wuji Sect, having contributed little and instead always holding the Sect back. Therefore, he instructed me that no matter what happens, I must protect the Wuji Sect and Qingfeng. So, I believe... we still have a chance."
"How so?" Baili Jiansan asked.
"Brother Chen once left behind a King Tao Divine Weapon. If we can fully awaken it, it can fend off powerful enemies," Zhuge Wushuang stated. "Combined with the Array—though its power is exhausted—it still stands."
"There's also a Spirit Gathering Array on Qingfeng. We are not without a chance," he added.
At this moment, Mo Wuwei also spoke. "Indeed, Brother Wushuang is correct. We still have a chance."
Baili Jiansan sighed.
In just over twenty years, the young ones had all matured. They were excellent, with firm gazes, strong convictions, and steady Dao hearts.
If nothing unexpected occurred, their ascension to the King Tao realm was only a matter of time.
What a pity!
Two great powers had joined forces. Their combined strength, boasting over ten King Tao experts, far surpassed that of the Wuji Sect.
How could they possibly resist?
Even if they awakened the King Tao Divine Weapon, burning its power to the utmost, it could at best eliminate one or two King Tao experts. What about the rest?
And there was still a large contingent of Supreme Mystery Realm cultivators.
The situation did not look optimistic!
Baili Jiansan shook his head, smiling. "You are all the Sect's promising talents, its hope. But alas... this time, it truly won't be enough."
Zhuge Wushuang trembled, then said, "Sect Master, please allow me to try! I will certainly awaken the King Tao Divine Weapon and repel all invaders. I, Wushuang, am willing to live or die with the Wuji Sect!"
He took a step forward, his gaze resolute.
Just as when he first embarked on the path of cultivation, a Different Body like him was destined to shine brightly. He believed in himself.
Mo Wuwei also stepped forward. He remained silent, but his eyes conveyed everything.
Beside them was an empty space, Nangong Jue's.
No one doubted that if Nangong Jue were present, he would have made the same choice.
Baili Jiansan smiled with deep gratification. "With all of you in the Wuji Sect, it is enough. However, it still won't do. I am the Sect Master, and I will not permit you to fight. This time, I, the Sect Master, will act!"
Hearing this, everyone's heart shook.
"As the Wuji Sect's sole King Tao expert, it is my duty to awaken the King Tao Divine Weapon and fight for our Sect." His eyes snapped open as he began to burn his own life force.
A potent battle intent surged through his body.
His aged body underwent an astonishing transformation. He grew younger, reverting to his middle age, then continuing... thirties, twenties...
His appearance finally settled as that of a man in his early twenties: tall and slender, with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes, clad in resplendent white robes. Every gesture exuded elegance.
He was utterly different from the withered, dying figure of moments ago.
The vital energy within him surged with increasing vigor.
Baili Jiansan gazed at the formidable enemies outside the Sect, his eyes sharp, his tone icy, "If you wish to annihilate my Wuji Sect, then pay the price!"
He charged out.
Behind him, countless Sect experts and Disciples were profoundly moved.
Amidst their shock, a wave of sorrow washed over them, for they all knew that whether the Sect Master succeeded in repelling the enemy or not, this departure was likely permanent.
"Baili Jiansan, your time has come!" an old man stepped forward. A furious wind howled behind him, coalescing into a colossal sword shadow that descended with immense power.
He too was a King Tao expert.
Unlike Baili Jiansan, this man was robust and brimming with vitality, clearly in his prime. Each of his moves, backed by an imposing aura and the might of his Sword Dao, seemed to obliterate all in its path.
Although Baili Jiansan was burning his life force to the extreme and had awakened the King Tao Divine Weapon, his chances against an uninjured King Tao expert were slim.
Their first clash sent shockwaves echoing.
They seemed evenly matched. However, in their second exchange, Baili Jiansan was grievously wounded, and the King Tao Divine Weapon flew from his grasp, plummeting towards the distant ground.
The old man sneered, "A mere death throe struggle."
"He couldn't even last three exchanges?" A Sect Disciple found this outcome unacceptable.
Their Sect Master was burning his life force, had even awakened a King Tao Divine Weapon, yet he still couldn't defeat that despicable old man!
And the allied forces had more than one King Tao expert!
His breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembled, and his face was etched with sorrow...
Many younger Disciples were still praying, hoping their Senior Martial Uncle would appear at this critical moment.
ARGH!
The third exchange. Another clash. The old man's deadly strike pierced Baili Jiansan's body, impaling him in the Void.
A horrifying scream tore through the air, so piercing it seemed to steal the breath from all who heard it.
「Below!」
Countless Sect experts and Disciples were enraged. Zhuge Wushuang and Mo Wuwei exchanged a look and shot towards the Void.
Unfortunately, they had not yet reached the King Tao realm and were no match for the old man. A single blow sent them crashing down, blood streaming from their wounds.
The old man said contemptuously, "And here I thought the Wuji Sect possessed some hidden marvels. Turns out, you're nothing special."
"Damn it! I'll fight him to the death!"
"Calm down! Neither the Sect Master nor the Peak Masters could defeat him. Are you just going to throw your life away?"
"I... I'll kill him!" The young cultivator's eyes were bloodshot, his entire body trembling with rage and grief.
Pinned in the Void, Baili Jiansan grew ever weaker. The immolation of his life force had reached its end. His vitality was rapidly fading, and his Divine Soul began to dim.
His face was ashen. With a gaze full of complex emotions, he looked down at his sect members. In that moment, he felt overwhelming reluctance and helplessness.
I wonder how that rascal Chen Pingping is doing?
He wanted to laugh, but his injuries were too severe. A mouthful of blood sprayed out, dyeing the sky crimson.
"You still have a chance!" Suddenly, a familiar voice reached his ears. Baili Jiansan's heart trembled, his pupils constricted sharply, and a spark of light returned to his dimming eyes.
He stared intently in a specific direction.
「At that moment!」
Zhuge Wushuang and Mo Wuwei, both grievously injured, also received the voice transmission. Two words echoed in their minds: It's him!