Chapter 1 Clash

In the desolate wilderness, where the innate power of thunder and the fire of the earth veins intersected.

Thunder and flames intertwined, erupting in a tremendous sound like the roar of the gods of heaven and earth. Pure spiritual energy gathered, transforming into a vast spiritual tide visible to the naked eye, something impossible to see in any other world.

The assassin who made the first move stared at the person blocking him, his thoughts momentarily frozen.

Is this person a madman?!

Or are they also a deathsworn warrior?

His mind stalled, but his movements didn't falter in the slightest. In an instant, he pierced the other person's arm and then thrust into their heart.

With a thunderous roar, the thunder and fire crashed down.

Wei Yuan's body trembled, and blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

The ruthlessness of the sword, piercing through the crossed arms of a Kunlun god-level body, still directly pierced his heart. It was clearly no ordinary object, practically guaranteeing death. Yet, Wei Yuan's pupils refocused.

He crossed his hands and exerted force.

Divine power erupted.

That dark and eerie sword snapped. If it were pulled out, the injury to his heart would worsen, and the time he could remain active would certainly decrease. So, even though it pierced his wrist bone, Wei Yuan forcibly broke the sword.

A narrow escape…

The assassin's pupils constricted.

Instinctively taking half a step back, Wei Yuan suddenly stepped forward.

His pupils were as black as an abyss.

A heroic and tragic aura rushed towards him. His right hand opened slightly, reaching out and grabbing the assassin's face, forcefully pressing it down. This power was not something a dying person should be able to unleash, directly smashing the assassin's face into the pool of thunder and fire.

The most yang and masculine energy erupted, directly burning and destroying the entire face.

Even an assassin who had undergone special training was burned and screamed in agony in this unique place of thunder, fire, and extreme yang.

Wei Yuan raised his left hand. The Chang’an Sword hummed and stabbed down, directly pinning the person to death.

Only attack, never defend…

Wei Yuan's dark pupils narrowed slightly, realizing the method the opponent cultivated.

They abandoned longevity, abandoned defense, focusing on an instant burst of killing power. After a failed strike, their threat and combat power would greatly decrease. However, there were definitely not many in the world who could evade such an initial strike.

Spending a long time cultivating a battle power close to that of a god, only to expend everything in a single strike.

What kind of madman was this?

Wei Yuan lowered his head and subconsciously reached out to touch that Undying Flower.

But his fingers passed through the illusion. That lifelike flower, just as Wei Yuan touched it, crumbled. This Undying Flower, growing in the Garden of Heaven, with the highest status, vanished into nothingness, ceasing to exist in heaven and earth.

From now on, there would be no afterlife.

Wei Yuan clenched his fingers.

In the midst of blood, that Undying Flower finally completely left him. He was dazed and lost.

Jue…

Will I never see you again?

Chang Xi, who had been pushed into a muddy pit by Wei Yuan to avoid the sword, quickly approached. Seeing the sword piercing his heart, she knew the opponent was a top-tier killing machine, aiming for vital points from the moment they attacked.

Chang Xi took out a jade bottle, and poured its contents, which seemed to be flowing moonlight, into Wei Yuan's wound.

But it couldn't heal, couldn't stay. This Moonflower Jade Dew only temporarily patched the wound, and then vanished like a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water. Chang Xi was stunned. As she was about to pour more, Wei Yuan grabbed her arm and said, "Don't waste your effort."

He gritted his teeth, his dark pupils staring at the dangerous place ahead.

"There's poison…"

"Poison?"

After careful inspection, Chang Xi finally discovered the grayness that was constantly spreading. Her expression gradually froze. "This is… Guixu…"

"Annihilating all laws."

"If it weren't for the Undying Flower, I'd probably be dead by now." Wei Yuan raised his head and suddenly flung his right hand. The Daoist Binding Immortal Rope flew out, one end before and one end behind, tying up Chang Xi and the old man with a tangled face. Then, with a flick, the two were flung away, landing to the side.

This place was the most yang and masculine place in heaven and earth, a cliff of condensed thunder and flames, with even gravity pulling downwards, making it extremely heavy. Wei Yuan directly threw the other end of the Binding Immortal Rope, seemingly about to throw the two into a dead end.

But as it drooped halfway, he suddenly clenched his palm.

Chang Xi was startled, then saw the flames where thunder and fire were erupting nearby.

The old Buzhou Mountain god, who had once sworn an oath to never interfere in the affairs of the Three Realms, was stunned. Then, his expression changed drastically. He sensed several terrifying auras that could no longer be suppressed, suddenly erupting and strangling Wei Yuan, whose heart was pierced by a sword and whose aura was constantly dissipating.

Wei Yuan smirked, gripping the sword in his right hand, his dark pupils like cold ice.

"I will save you."

When he said these words, the prosperity of the human world flashed before his eyes.

He lowered his head and whispered:

"So don't worry."

"Don't be afraid."

Being lowered above the dangerous land of thunder and fire, even those elites from Guixu had to kill Wei Yuan first. Thus, with only a single person and a single sword, he seemed like an insurmountable city. Wei Yuan wrapped the Binding Immortal Rope around his right hand, gripping it tightly.

Because he was on the verge of death, he instead erupted with stubbornness and courage from the depths of his bones.

It was a strange phenomenon. Many heroes in Shenzhou could only unleash power truly beyond their limits when protecting others.

The Buzhou Mountain god's thoughts raced, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Kid, let go!"

"Let go! This old man will find you later!!"

"I'm not lying to you!"

"Your injuries can still be treated, don't do anything stupid!"

"I'll find you with Chang Xi!"

"Fox cub, believe me this once, let go!"

The oath from back then?

Damn it, what was that thing? Fuxi, you old silver coin, tricked this old man into signing the agreement.

Forget it!

The Fuxi agreement was just the Fuxi agreement.

The signing of an oath would be meaningless if it wasn't meant to be broken!

The Buzhou Mountain god directly planned to circumvent the oath. Although he couldn't actively interfere or descend with his full strength at this time, if Wei Yuan threw him down, he could act in self-defense, and Fuxi couldn't find fault with it. But the old man's angry shouts were completely ignored by Wei Yuan.

His strength was constantly draining. He couldn't let Chang Xi die here, otherwise there would be a great calamity in the human world.

But if Chang Xi encountered a calamity, where would Dijun be?

Wei Yuan's thoughts faded, and he almost instinctively drew his sword, roaring, each sword strike unleashed with crazy power. His right hand desperately pulled the Binding Immortal Rope, even though the other end of the rope was pulling the Buzhou Mountain who was trying to make him let go. He fought as he retreated, covered in blood, but his aura was not inferior in the slightest.

A sword pierced his shoulder, and he shattered the weapon with a backhand.

The sword in his hand stabbed out, directly piercing the throat of the assassin, even tearing half of the neck open.

He held the sword horizontally with a backhand, simultaneously blocking three incoming swords.

Suddenly, a stream of light burst out from a gap in space.

It directly pierced Wei Yuan's right knee. Wei Yuan grunted, his body swayed, and he almost knelt on the ground. His grip on the Binding Immortal Rope loosened, and he slid towards the dangerous land. Wei Yuan bit his tongue, blood flowed down, his pupils refocused, and his right hand desperately tightened its grip on the Binding Immortal Rope.

The opponent seemed stunned.

Wei Yuan used the sword control technique of the Chang’an Sword to nail the opponent to death.

His left hand directly pulled out the sword that pierced his knee. Under the intense pain, his face twisted, he roared angrily, and fought desperately. He was alone, in a place of certain death, in a situation of certain death, but he wanted to return alive.

Those pursuers were beheaded one by one by that broken long sword, and blood flowed down the Binding Immortal Rope.

Red was unusually glaring on top of the gold.

The last sword pierced the leader of the pursuing Guixu forces. Wei Yuan directly smashed the masked face into a state almost like mud with his fist, and then, with all his strength, gritted his teeth and roared, throwing the Buzhou Mountain old man and Chang Xi, who were hanging above the dangerous land, away.

The two landed in a safe place and rushed over quickly.

Wei Yuan stood there, breathing heavily, his dark pupils losing focus. His left hand gripped the sword. His right hand, which had been holding the Binding Immortal Rope, was now covered in blood, and the weight pulled by the Binding Immortal Rope had left wounds that were deep enough to see the bone.

"Great, you're still aliv…"

Chang Xi's voice froze.

Those dark pupils had already lost all their light.

Then, he fell down before her and the Buzhou Mountain god.

Yu the Great fought for humanity for three thousand miles, and in the last ten thousand miles, the god was dead but the spirit remained, fighting tirelessly. Xing Tian and Xuanyuan fought to the death at Changyang Mountain, Xuanyuan beheaded him, using his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, wielding a shield and axe to dance.

Although the body died, the spirit was still fierce.

Chang Xi's lips trembled, and then one life-saving item after another was taken out. The Buzhou Mountain old man hurriedly pulled open the ropes, scrambling over to check Wei Yuan's meridians. Chang Xi glared at him angrily, "You clearly have the strength, why didn't you act?!"

Buzhou Mountain lowered his head and didn't say a word, reaching out to feel Wei Yuan's bones. His old face became more and more unsightly, almost turning black. Finally, his mouth trembled as he said:

"The final wound from the Golden Crow Great Sun, the sword marks of the Heavenly Emperor's Deputy Ruler's years."

"And there's a Gu planted in his soul by who knows who. This is… where did this suffering of reincarnation come from?"

"The Guixu's annihilating sword intent, broken hand, shattered heart. This kid, isn't he afraid of death?"

"The age of this soul is not young either. Could it be that every life has been filled with the greatest suffering?"

He said frustratedly, "Put your things away, Chang Xi."

"Those things can't even resist the annihilating poison of Guixu. The annihilation of Guixu is the most poisonous thing in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. Your things are useless. If this kid had listened to this old man's words just now, then it would have been better…"

And Fuxi.

That little bastard!

The Buzhou Mountain god was so angry at the Heavenly Dao oath on himself that he jumped up and down. He said it was Heavenly Dao, but it was actually compiled by Fuxi himself. Chang Xi gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't there any other way?! Aren't you one of the Ten Greats?"

"Ah, this…"

The Buzhou Mountain god was stunned.

Chang Xi sneered, "Even if I didn't recognize it at first, I could guess it later."

The Buzhou Mountain old man said with a wry smile, "I'm not good at healing, and besides, I'm just a wisp of consciousness right now. My main body is still in Kunlun, and only a small section that was knocked off is in the Great Wilderness. And even if it's the poison of the years, the Golden Crow Great Sun and the like have no effect on me."

"But, but this kid, this fox cub is a human."

"This old man's methods, he can't practice them. If he could, he might be able to live."

The Buzhou Mountain god was full of frustration. As one of the ten strongest gods in heaven and earth, not being able to save a kid really made him feel bad. This kid's hidden injuries were so outrageous that he felt they were off the charts. How much had he struggled to survive to have this body of injuries? How much suffering had he gone through? Was there no one to help him?

He sighed and casually felt Wei Yuan's bones, then his face froze.

Huh?!

Something's not right… Something's strange.

Feel it again?

So the Buzhou Mountain god felt it again, thought about it, and felt it again, his eyes widening.

Wait, this doesn't seem like a human, this physical characteristic is…

The old man finally came back to his senses and blurted out a phrase he had heard from Wei Yuan.

"Holy crap…"

"This, this is, a Mountain God's body?!"

"Wait a minute?!"

The old man jumped up, his eyes wide, his mouth a little trembling, "It can work?!"

"It can work!"

"Hahahaha, he's not human, not human, it can work, it can work! Hahaha, this old man doesn't have to carry this karma!"

Chang Xi looked at one of the Ten Greats, who was suddenly laughing out loud despite bearing an oath that prevented him from acting easily. He was as if he had encountered the happiest thing in the world. The Buzhou Mountain god patted Wei Yuan at this moment and said loudly, "This kid, fox cub, is not human!"

"Ah no, I mean, he doesn't just seem to be human!"

"There's hope!"

He said with great joy, "He can practice this old man's methods!"

"Your methods?"

Chang Xi was puzzled, and then her thoughts froze slightly, her pupils constricted, and she slowly raised her head, looking at the old man in front of her, feeling extremely horrified in her heart, almost unable to speak.

The Buzhou Mountain god.

The mythological concept – Supporting the heavens and propping up the earth.

Carrying mountains and surpassing the sea!

ps: Today's first update… three thousand six hundred words.