Undying Life

Chapter 518: Zhong Shan Arrives

The overwhelming force of the Han Ji Guang's frigid light wrought immense destruction, leaving the once-mighty army decimated. Only a dozen golden-armored warriors, transformed from celestial beans, remained by Ying Lan's side. Pale from blood loss, Ying Lan's face betrayed no hint of fear.

"Now, it's just you," Han Ji Guang's sword pointed at Ying Lan, his voice dripping with menace. He seemed to relish the prospect of seeing fear and regret in Ying Lan's eyes.

But Ying Lan, though a woman, was far too proud to be cowed by the threat of death. She glared coldly at Han Ji Guang, unaware that the man she had unwittingly slain with the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation was Han Ji Guang's brother, Han Chong. She couldn't fathom why the great Han Ji Guang would lower himself to personally pursue her.

In wars between empires, emperors typically did not fight on the front lines. They emerged only during decisive moments. It wasn't about personal heroism; the stakes were the empire's fate and its destiny. Victory wasn't about defeating a single opponent but winning the war to seize the fortune of the land.

"Han Ji Guang, once an emperor, yet your mental fortitude is so lacking. No wonder your empire couldn't last," Ying Lan's expression shifted slightly as she spoke.

"Hahaha, are you finally afraid?" Han Ji Guang's face twisted with a hint of madness.

Ying Lan was not afraid of death. What she feared was being unable to see Zhongshan again. For years, she thought her feelings for him were mere admiration and respect. But as time passed, she understood her true emotions, though she never dared to voice them. Seeing Zhongshan brought her satisfaction. When Zhongshan was happy, she was happy; when Zhongshan was angry, she shared his anger.

Would she never see him again?

"Do you think my 'fear' will satisfy you?" Ying Lan asked coldly.

"No, I don't just want your life; I want Zhongshan's life too. I know how important you are to him. I won't kill you," Han Ji Guang replied with a chilling voice.

With those words, he swung his sword swiftly, annihilating the remaining golden-armored warriors around Ying Lan.

The battlefield was left with only Ying Lan standing amidst the carnage.

"You want to use me to threaten Zhongshan?" Ying Lan's eyes widened in fury.

A terrifying aura of malice erupted from her, startling even Han Ji Guang.

"Nascent Soul stage, and you possess such malevolence?" Han Ji Guang was taken aback.

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"You want to kill Zhongshan? In your dreams!" Ying Lan's fury was palpable.

Any instinct for self-preservation vanished, replaced by a fierce determination. Ying Lan would not allow anyone to harm Zhongshan, even at the cost of her own life.

In a swift motion, Ying Lan retrieved a mountain of black spheres from her storage bracelet.

These black spheres were explosive devices, more potent than the gunpowder concocted by Zhongshan's people. Thunder Pearls!

She had a mountain of them.

Seeing this, Han Ji Guang's eyes narrowed in alarm. Was Ying Lan planning to blow them both up?

Without hesitation, Han Ji Guang unleashed a streak of blue light.

Aurora Crystal Wall!

This was the same powerful technique he had once used to freeze Zhongshan and Jian Ao in the netherworld sky.

The power of an Emperor at the Ultimate Realm was simply too overwhelming. Even a mountain of Thunder Pearls, once detonated, was sealed away by the Aurora Crystal Wall. The formidable Han Ji Guang, with his immense cultivation, left Ying Lan with no room for resistance.

Imprisoned within the Crystal Wall, Ying Lan glared defiantly at Han Ji Guang.

"Do you hate me? Hahaha, our enmity is destined to be eternal. You killed my two sons, destroyed my Ice Army, and for that, you will surely die. As for Zhongshan, I will use you to draw him out. I don't believe Zhongshan will refuse to surrender when you're involved. I may not be able to control Zhongshan, but with you, he will willingly submit to me. Hahahaha!" Han Ji Guang's voice was icy, his eyes filled with hatred.

Ying Lan stared at Han Ji Guang, her eyes reflecting a mixture of sorrow and regret—regret that she would never see Zhongshan again. Her gaze then hardened with determination. She could not let Zhongshan be harmed, no matter the cost.

With one last, fierce glare at Han Ji Guang, as if condemning him to death, Ying Lan thought, "Granduncle will avenge me. He will kill you."

Seeing Ying Lan's cold expression, Han Ji Guang suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. Sure enough, a flush of red appeared on Ying Lan's face, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, staining the Crystal Wall.

"You're committing suicide?" Han Ji Guang exclaimed.

With a flick of his hand, he dispelled the Aurora Crystal Wall, sending the exploded Thunder Pearls skyward, where they detonated into a massive black cloud.

"Pfft..." Ying Lan spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You... you're self-destructing your Nascent Soul for Zhongshan?" Han Ji Guang was shocked.

This woman was insane. For Zhongshan, she was willing to destroy her own Nascent Soul? Han Ji Guang couldn't comprehend it. In his world, such self-sacrificial love was unimaginable. Even for his three sons, his emotions had never surpassed mere anger. When his most beloved third son, Han Jue, died, he remained composed. But now, he was rattled by Ying Lan's actions. She had gone mad, committing suicide for Zhongshan?

Ying Lan, blood gushing from her mouth, sensed the Aurora Crystal Wall had been removed.

Seeing Han Ji Guang's disbelief, a rare smile appeared on Ying Lan's lips. Although their confrontation ended with her suicide, it was a victory for her.

"You will die a miserable death," Ying Lan said with a fleeting burst of vitality, while blood continued to pour from her mouth.

In the distance, Zhongshan rushed towards the scene, a black shadow moving at breakneck speed. His sense of foreboding grew stronger with each passing moment. Faster, faster!

Suddenly, he saw a massive black cloud in the sky, the result of the Thunder Pearls detonating high above.

Without hesitation, Zhongshan sped towards that direction.

In an instant, Zhongshan reached the battlefield.

Everyone was dead. Blood and dismembered bodies covered the ground. All were dead, completely annihilated.

Only two figures remained in the center: a furious Han Ji Guang gripping his sword, and Wei Ying Lan, slowly collapsing. Zhongshan could feel her life force waning.

"No!" Zhongshan roared, his voice echoing through the battlefield as he rushed towards the center.

Ying Lan, Ying Lan was dying? No, it couldn't be!

Zhongshan rushed forward, his shadowy form completely undetectable until his shout reverberated through the air, startling Han Ji Guang. He had not sensed anyone else around him. In the blink of an eye, Zhongshan's shadow materialized in front of Ying Lan, transforming into his human form as he caught her in his arms.

So fast! Han Ji Guang hadn't noticed Zhongshan's movement at all. How could he be this quick?

"Ying Lan!" Zhongshan cried out, pouring his vital energy rapidly into her body.

Ying Lan was falling, on the brink of death, but she felt no regret for her suicide, only a tinge of sorrow that she couldn't see Zhongshan one last time. As she sensed the end approaching, she suddenly felt herself being held. She looked up to see the man she had never expected, yet longed to see the most.

"Zhongshan!" Han Ji Guang's eyes widened as he saw Zhongshan cradling Ying Lan in his arms from afar.

Too late, he was a step too late.

Zhongshan looked at Ying Lan, his eyes filled with remorse and self-blame. Then, his gaze shifted to Han Ji Guang, now burning with endless hatred.

A fierce, murderous intent emanated from Zhongshan's eyes, causing Han Ji Guang to tighten his grip on his sword, though he did not show fear.

"Since you're here, die with your little lover," Han Ji Guang said coldly.

"Heaven and Earth, rise the Wolf King!" Zhongshan roared.

Smoke engulfed the area around Zhongshan as he poured all his vital energy into a powerful summoning. The Wolf King was not merely a leader of wolves but an entity akin to a Dragon King, a true powerhouse of the wolf clan at the Emperor's Ultimate Realm. Having reached the Imperial Peak Realm, Zhongshan could summon such a mighty wolf with his full strength.

As the smoke cleared, a black-clad man with a long scar across his face, exuding raw masculinity and dominance, appeared on the battlefield.

"Zhongshan, you actually have the right to summon me?" The man said nonchalantly.

The black-clad man quickly assessed the situation, realizing the gravity of it as Zhongshan ignored him.

"Wolf King Sha Po?" Han Ji Guang's eyes narrowed.

He couldn't believe Zhongshan had summoned this infamous wolf king. How could this be? Sha Po was a notorious tyrant among the wolves.

Zhongshan, despite his hatred for Han Ji Guang, had no time to deal with him personally. Han Ji Guang had to die, but nothing was more important than Ying Lan's life at this moment.

The shadow form of Zhongshan held Ying Lan tightly. Her long hair flowed, and knowing she was about to die, she smiled softly, holding onto Zhongshan's neck and gazing at him with a dreamy look.

On Sirius Island, the real Zhongshan was in the middle of a morning court session when his eyes widened in shock. Without a word to his ministers, he flew out of the Hall of Longevity.

"Mud Buddha!" Zhongshan's desperate shout echoed as he left the hall.

Ying Lan's Nascent Soul had shattered; she was on the verge of death. She couldn't die, not now. Zhongshan frantically thought of any possible way to save her.

Two people came to his mind: the Mud Buddha and Mr. Corpse. Finding Mr. Corpse now was impossible, so Mud Buddha was his only hope. He had to find Mud Buddha immediately!