Chapter 1757: Sudden Barrage of Arrows Shocks the Sea, Unable to Turn the Tide and Death Without Sleeves

Tenth Floor of the Dead Sea.

Emerging from the whirlpool of pure water, Fengzhongzui felt he had come to the wrong place.

The pure water here was no longer just faintly black, but had become purely black.

Entering it was like stepping into eternal night, being immersed in a flowing, cold night sky.

The dim, lightless, oppressive environment had already begun to make people's hearts pound.

When he looked around and managed to dimly discern his surroundings, something even more surprising appeared.

"Where are the prison cells?"

The black stone prisons that had been densely arranged in the pure water on the previous floors were now completely gone.

As far as the eye could see, there was a vast expanse of black water.

There were no obstacles whatsoever, and it seemed like there wasn't even a partition, as if the prisoners here could be thrown together in a pile.

"Tenth floor of the Dead Sea, no prison cells, all free-range?"

Fengzhongzui was baffled, even uttering the word "free-range," which might offend some.

No sooner had he spoken than he saw an elderly man, dressed in prisoner's clothes, swimming leisurely from afar in the darkness.

He was very alert.

He saw the Shengshan Refuge Group and immediately stopped.

He clearly heard Fengzhongzui's words, but showed no anger, only an expression that suggested he should not be provoked.

After all, a small group of so many people, all dressed in luxurious clothes, suddenly appearing on the tenth floor, was very abnormal.

Here, everyone had a strong sense of territory and would not easily cross boundaries.

Then I must have crossed the line... The old man hurried away, not daring to utter another word, choosing to keep his distance.

"It really is free-range!"

Fengzhongzui was startled by what he saw.

The prisoners here could truly move freely!

As long as you had the energy, you could even go fight others?

Sheng Nu Wuxiu was once imprisoned here. Although he didn't practice ancient martial arts, his physical body was extraordinary, and he could still use Wuxiu · Chijiaoshou.

Then, when he was here, couldn't he have been a king and overlord?

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, his scalp tingled. Fengzhongzui seemed to sense something, turned his head to look into the distance, and said in surprise:

"Sword intent?"

At this moment, under the blessing of the Shengdi Jinzhao, the Dead Sea had forbidden everything that could be used.

The prisoners of the Dead Sea felt this most deeply.

Along the way, the Shengshan Refuge Group hadn't seen a single troublemaker, not even one shouting loudly.

Clearly, everyone knew that with the intensification of the restriction, something big was about to happen, and they were even more afraid of being singled out first.

But despite the restrictions, the battle traces left behind in the Dead Sea in the past, especially on the tenth floor, had not been cleaned up.

Fengzhongzui looked back for instructions, then followed the fierce sword intent he had just perceived, explaining as he walked:

"Very strong sword intent!"

"Perhaps the viewers in front of the Chuan Dao Jing have no idea what I'm feeling right now, but should I say it..."

He was excited.

Everyone in the Shengshan Refuge Group followed him.

From his tone, Fengzhongzui was in an agitated state.

Without waiting for an answer, and there was no need to wait for an answer, nor was there really any question of whether he should or shouldn't, Fengzhongzui just spoke his mind:

"Wuyue Jianxian!"

"Such strong Mo Jian Shu sword intent, still able to emanate from beneath the Dead Sea, there are very few in this world."

"As everyone knows, Wuyue Jianxian was disarmed and imprisoned in the Dead Sea for some merits he committed. Was he originally held on the tenth floor?"

As soon as he said this, the spectators in the Five Domains burst into laughter.

Only those belonging to the Sheng Shentang couldn't laugh, their expressions exceedingly gloomy.

How embarrassing!

This was truly unkind.

Even the people of Sheng Shentang couldn't bear to see it at the time, but since the higher-ups had decided, no one dared to speak.

Now it was different.

Now Dao Dianzhu was gone.

Xuanji Dianzhu had also ruined himself.

Cangsheng Dadi ascended to power, and the Ten-Person Deliberative Group became even more of a mere decoration, some slacking off, some defecting, some fishing...

Some words that no one dared to speak at the time.

Now, Fengzhongzui, holding the Chuan Dao Jing, really couldn't hold back this urge and just wanted to speak up for Wuyue Jianxian.

Even if something happened later, a simple "controlled by Shou Ye" could pass.

The main thing was that Shou Ye didn't care about these...

Shou Ye, the only confidence that made people dare to speak their minds!

"Here we are."

The sword intent of Mo Jian Shu gathered most densely in a deep water area where little light could be seen, and the enlightenment was also here.

Fengzhongzui led the group here. In fact, he no longer wanted to speak, and immediately wanted to sit cross-legged and begin to comprehend the Dao.

But he didn't dare.

He was just an outside commentator and dared not delay the main business.

He admired Wuyue Jianxian, and Shou Ye was with him, but he was certainly not here to observe Wuyue Jianxian's sword intent.

Where did Shou Ye even need it?

Fengzhongzui, no matter how blind, could see the breakthrough wave on the sixth floor of the Dead Sea.

Even half of the previous generation of Qijianxian were probably left behind by Shou Ye!

"We can see that this is clearly the deepest area of the tenth floor of the Dead Sea."

"Wuyue Jianxian seems to be a dominant figure in this place as well."

"After all, although the Dead Sea forbids magic, ancient sword arts seemed difficult to suppress before, and judging from the enlightenment here..."

Fengzhongzui was unsure if his insights were accurate, so he looked at Shou Ye, hoping to elicit a response:

"Wuyue Jianxian, it seems, is still using the power of the Dead Sea to refine his Mo Jian Shu? Wuyu Wangwei Jian?"

Xu Xiaoshou did not reply.

He just silently scanned his surroundings.

In reality, not only were the traces of Mo Jian Shu deep, but the traces of烬照 left by Wuxiu · Chijiaoshou were also deepest here.

Sang Lao had been here...

They had fought...

Fengzhongzui's voice sounded at the right time:

"As everyone knows, in the battle of the Eight Palaces of the Eastern Domain, Wuyue Jianxian and Sheng Nu Wuxiu fought again after more than thirty years."

"Soon after, they were both imprisoned on the tenth floor of the Dead Sea. I wonder if any more stories happened there?"

While saying this, Chuan Dao Jing focused on Shou Ye.

The people of the Five Domains also stared intently at Shou Ye, everyone knowing that Shou Ye came to the tenth floor to find his master.

Jianxian Gou Wuyue was secondary.

The fact that Fengzhongzui led everyone to explain all the way here indicated that Sheng Nu Wuxiu was most likely in this vicinity before entering the Ranming Yizhi!

Xu Xiaoshou did not speak much, he flexed his fingers slightly outwards, and said indifferently:

"Step back a bit."

The ripples in the pure water furiously pushed forward on both sides.

The Dead Sea scene instantly blurred, and Shou Ye in the mirror quickly transformed from a handsome face into a black dot.

"Do we really need to run this far?"

The people of the Five Domains anxiously craned their necks, complaining as they watched.

But when they recalled the terrifying scene of Beijianxian being sent flying with blood-soaked tongues, the rapid retreat of Fengzhongzui and his group became understandable.

Fortunately, the Chuan Dao Jing could retreat, and the image in the mirror could also be controlled to zoom in.

Soon, from an unknown distance, after taking in the eerie atmosphere of the tenth floor of the Dead Sea, the people of the Five Domains could, through the camera's zoom, refocus on Shou Ye's black robes.

"Sang Lao..."

In the close-up after the long shot, Shou Ye's whisper seemed to carry a hint of desolation.

It was not an illusion!

Shou Ye's face indeed carried a strong sorrow.

He reached into his clothes at his chest and somehow pulled out a broken willow branch.

Then,

He gently bent down and placed the willow branch into the black pure water before him, as if offering a sacrifice to the deceased.

"Buzz!"

Shou Ye formed a hand seal, clearly about to cast a spell.

Slight ripples spread around.

"Hiss..."

This was too bizarre!

For no reason, everyone gasped, their scalps tingling slightly.

But at the same time, their curiosity was piqued.

With such a grand display, what exactly did Sheng Nu Wuxiu and Shou Ye intend to do?

Even Nanyu Aicangsheng furrowed his brow, unable to fathom Xu Xiaoshou's intentions with such actions.

Wuxiu's return...

Couldn't he have simply committed suicide in the Shen Zhi Yizhi?

Could it be that they still wanted to do something upon this return?

Just then!

Without any warning!

Shou Ye in the mirror, with sorrowful eyes, opened them wide in anger. Tears merged with the pure water. After the hand seal formed, he slammed the willow branch and loudly roared:

"Resurrect, my Sang Lao!"

The Five Domains seemed to have been put on pause. All the people who had been eagerly anticipating the excitement suddenly froze.

Some clenched their fists, others widened their eyes.

But they couldn't understand!

No one knew what Shou Ye was doing now. Did Sheng Nu Wuxiu's return require such a... ritual?

"This is just too..."

Fengzhongzui almost couldn't hold onto the Chuan Dao Jing. Anyone who didn't know would have thought Shou Ye was claiming godhood at the gates of hell.

But did Shou Ye's astounding actions always hide a deeper meaning?

Before he could comment further, everyone saw that after the willow branch shattered, the pure water near its supposed location bubbled, and finally boiled!

"It's burning!"

"It's really burning!"

Fengzhongzui exclaimed in disbelief.

What was going on? The Dead Sea forbade magic!

Even if Shou Ye really resu... no, summoned his master Wuxiu, how could such a strange phenomenon appear?

Could it be that Sheng Nu Wuxiu, comprehending the Dao in the Shen Zhi Yizhi, had evolved to a terrifying level that even the Dead Sea's forbidden magic barrier couldn't suppress?

"He, he has surpassed the Ten Venerables?"

In the Dead Sea, amidst the pure water, Fengzhongzui's blood boiled!

Just then, before Shou Ye, whose eyes were filled with tears that mingled with the Dead Sea, a withered figure condensed, not disappointing anyone.

He was half-bent, with one hand pressing a straw hat on his face, making his exact appearance unclear.

His figure gradually solidified from a spectral form, dressed in the most common white prisoner's uniform of the Dead Sea.

But the aura of a reclusive Sheng Nu superior, could not be suppressed at all, it spread wildly from within and outwards, while his tenderness was also hard to conceal:

"Good disciple, it wasn't in vain for me to have taught you earnestly back in Linggong..."

"It's him!"

"It's him!"

Fengzhongzui's roar rumbled in his throat.

This low growl, which was meant to be suppressed then released, effectively stirred the emotions of all the spectators in the Five Domains.

The Chuan Dao Jing's screen, accompanied by his shout, focused on the unusual part of the straw-hatted old man's prisoner's uniform.

It was vastly different from the prisoners he had seen all the way here!

The person who appeared before Shou Ye had no sleeves on his prisoner's uniform!

His exposed arms were charred like charcoal, and beneath the cracked skin, no white bones were visible, as if molten lava flowed within.

The bubbling pure water shattered and reformed around him, making his very existence appear both illusory and real.

"Wuxiu!"

Fengzhongzui no longer suppressed himself.

After the initial hushed exclamation, he fully opened up, gesturing wildly and explaining with surging passion:

"The Four Children of Sheng Gong, Fenqin Zhuhe, Sheng Nu Wuxiu, Shou Ye's Master!"

"These four titles, no matter which one is taken alone, have the potential to be famous for thousands of years—whether for leaving a good name for generations or a bad one for eternity."

"But when they are put together, each segment is merely a part of one person's life!"

"How powerful? How bizarre? How inconceivable? And how utterly astounding is the existence of this person..."

Fengzhongzui had pondered the wording for this section for who knows how long.

But his passionate speech was barely an opening.

The pure water above the Dead Sea violently vanished, suddenly swallowed by a rift that had appeared at some unknown time.

The next moment...

"Boom!!!"

The world suddenly went silent.

The resounding thud of the bowstring that exploded in Fengzhongzui's ears and in the ears of the people of the Five Domains almost shattered everyone's hearing.

It stemmed from a month ago, connecting to the memory of terror.

Everyone, after a moment of daze, suddenly remembered.

Cangsheng Dadi had waited for Shou Ye for so long, not just to let himself become a joke.

Whether it was the relocation of Nanyu, the establishment of defectors, the dog-loving theory... or various other things, these were all foreplay.

When Sheng Nu Wuxiu returned, it was indeed time for war to ignite!

And once the opportunity for battle arrived, who would wait?

Fools would wait, but Cangsheng Dadi would not!

"Xiezui Gong!"

"Cangsheng Dadi has drawn his bow!"

The first arrow to signal the start of the battle came so abruptly.

It appeared on the tenth floor of the Dead Sea without any warning, and indeed, it must have been premeditated for a long time.

Shou Ye turned back with a look of shock.

He instinctively stepped out three profound arrays beneath his feet.

But compared to Cangsheng Dadi, who had been waiting for months, his battle reaction was more than a beat too slow.

When Sheng Nu Wuxiu appeared.

At the moment Shou Ye turned his head.

The arrow of the Xiezui Gong had already appeared, and then disappeared...

"Dang Shen Jian!"

In Nanyu, Zhong Yuanzi also pulled back to a sufficient safe distance, his face filled with shock.

He had waited a month, his heart as dead as the Dead Sea, as pure as the pure water.

He never expected that once the opportunity for battle arrived, Aicangsheng could be so swift in resolving chaos. He was truly a born fighter!

However...

Zhong Yuanzi frowned.

"Why does it feel like something is off?"

Too fast!

So fast it was disorienting!

Whether it was Shou Ye's sudden display of emotion and Sang Lao's resurrection; or Cangsheng Dadi's sudden release of the arrow, and the arrow shaking the Dead Sea.

When the Dang Shen Jian arrow struck, the tenth floor of the Dead Sea was filled with ripples of power, destroying all existing forces in the battlefield, whether they were prisoners of the Dead Sea, or the Ban Sheng refuge group, or Fengzhongzui holding the mirror, or even Shou Ye, and Sang Lao who had just appeared before Shou Ye...

"Buzz!"

Everyone felt a jolt in their heads.

Their thoughts momentarily cut off under this arrow, and when everyone regained their senses.

"...Boom boom boom boom boom!"

An overwhelming sound of heavy arrows snapping bowstrings had, from who knows when, begun to echo continuously throughout the tenth floor of the Dead Sea.

"This is!"

Fengzhongzui gripped the Chuan Dao Jing tightly, his eyes filled with horror.

Just for a moment of distraction, he found that the small space where Shou Ye was located had been pinned down by nine arrows, then pushed out by one more arrow, directly pinning him towards the distant sky.

Shou Ye's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he clearly stepped out spatial profound arrays beneath his feet.

But Cangsheng Dadi had unleashed some unknown arrow, and the Dead Sea emitted some unknown power, preventing Shou Ye from escaping!

This wave of arrows, fired from Nanyu towards the Dead Sea, was not targeting Shou Ye from the source, but rather...

"Wuxiu!"

Fengzhongzui understood, "Cangsheng Dadi wanted to pin down and kill only Sheng Nu Wuxiu from beginning to end, because Shou Ye couldn't be killed!"

Arrows rained down.

Not a single one missed.

The fleeting arrow shadows, some destroying the physical form, some annihilating the soul, some executing the spirit, all passed through the body, soul, and spirit of Sheng Nu Wuxiu, who had just appeared, without missing a single one.

"No!!!"

A piercing roar echoed through the Dead Sea.

For the first time, the people of the Five Domains heard this sound not from Shou Ye's enemies, but witnessed and heard Shou Ye's own collapse.

His eyes were bloodshot.

He was pressed against a corner of the Dead Sea.

He could only watch helplessly as his beloved master was deeply pierced and exited by countless arrows from the Xiezui Gong, powerless to change anything.

"No, Sang Lao!"

"No, Aicangsheng, stop, stop!"