Chapter 1289: Battle Between the Powers

Chapter 1289: Battle Between the Powers

An Lin, Xuanyuan Cheng, Liu Qianhuan, Xu Xiaolan, and Su Qianyun sat in a circle to meditate. They were trying to recover from their injuries as quickly as possible.

After that battle against Michael, all of them were severely depleted of energy. An Lin, in particular, was pretty much completely useless at the moment. If they didn’t take some time to rest, any one of the Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures could probably come over and defeat them.

Only by recovering to a better state could they take on the challenges that lay ahead!

Besides, they had already secured two heavenly peach trees, so they weren’t really all that desperate.

A rock golem limped toward An Lin and the others as he exclaimed in amazement, “Cough cough cough… An Lin, are you guys alright? You guys defeated Michael? That’s awesome!”

An Lin turned toward the rock golem with a confused expression. “Hong Dou, where were you just then?”

That’s right, the rock golem that was in an extremely sorry state making his way toward them was none other than Hong Dou.

An Lin had already forgotten that Hong Dou had come here with him!

An awkward expression appeared on Hong Dou’s face. “Er… that’s a long story. Initially, I tried to use a spell technique to transform myself into a rock so that I could sneak up on Michael and land a surprise attack on him.”

“And then?” An Lin urged.

“And then, I… I had really bad luck and was almost killed by a stray sword projection from Holy Angel Michael!” Hong Dou pointed at his chest with an aggrieved expression.

Sure enough, there was a crack on his chest from which scorching hot lava was still flowing.

“After that, I didn’t dare to reveal myself in fear of being discovered by Michael, so I lay silently on the spot… But then, I was struck by that Heavenly Feather Kingdom and almost died as a result…” Hong Dou became more and more upset as he recounted his horrific experiences.

An Lin’s expression darkened. “So you did nothing except come here to get bashed…”

Hong Dou interlaced his fingers with a pitiable expression. “My heart was in the right place! I really did want to help you. In a way, I contributed to this effort as well, so about the newly obtained heavenly peach tree…”

An Lin: “Hehe.”

Xu Xiaolan was even more direct. “F*ck off!”

Liu Qianhuan turned toward Hong Dou with an expression of unbridled disdain. “You’re just a cowardly rock who did absolutely nothing, and yet you have the audacity to ask for heavenly peaches? I’ve never seen such a shameless rock!”

Hong Dou didn’t dare to say anything after that and was left to sit alone with a gloomy expression on his face.

Everyone continued to rest and recuperate.

On another mountain in the distance.

There were a black dog and a bowl of noodles.

They were hiding behind a large tree and surveying An Lin and the others with expressions of yearning on their faces.

“Woof! They look like a spent force. Should we attack now, Master Noodle?” the black dog asked in a low voice.

“Not yet. Our enemies were able to defeat Holy Angel Michael, so we can never be too careful here. Besides, we have to take the heavenly peach trees from their storage rings before we trigger the golden protective light, which is only going to increase the difficulty. We have to think about a viable course of action first,” the bowl of noodles spoke with a grave expression.

The black dog lay down obediently upon hearing this as it continued to survey An Lin and his group.

“Hmph! That b*stard Hong Dou is hanging with the Four Nine Immortal Sect group! He looks like a pitiful slave!” The black dog harrumphed coldly.

“Don’t be so quick to condemn him, he may be of help to us,” the bowl of noodles spoke with a profound expression. “There’s no reason why we can’t use Hong Dou’s allegiance to them to our advantage.”

The black dog’s eyes lit up. “Oh? You’re saying…”

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After a while, An Lin and the others had already completed their recovery sessions, and they continued on their journey.

As for An Lin, he was still absolutely useless. It would take some time for him to fully recover, so they just laid him down into a coffin.

Hopefully, the Blood Soul Jade Coffin would speed up his rate of recovery.

Xu Xiaolan carried the coffin and trailed along behind Xuanyuan Cheng and the others.

An Lin had finally had his wish of being carried by Xu Xiaolan fulfilled, but unfortunately, they were separated by a coffin.

An Lin laid a hand on the cold, hard coffin, and he was feeling extremely depressed. He was so close to Xiaolan, but he was unable to feel her warmth and her touch…

In this world, there was no sense of direction.

They could only continue in a certain direction and leave everything down to fate.

They would occasionally scale a tall mountain to survey the landscape below.

When they encountered enemies, they would eliminate their opponents if they were weak, or find a chance to land the killing blow when their opponents were strong.

All in all, their trip was progressing quite smoothly.

They had also encountered teams from other top-rate immortal sects of the Kingdom of the Nine States, but all of them fled upon seeing the Four Nine Immortal Sect team.

“I feel like we took the wrong way. This time, we really have come to the end of the path.” Xuanyuan Cheng stood atop a tall mountain as he looked ahead into the murky grey spatial boundary in the distance.

“Hey, look over there!” Liu Qianhuan pointed in another direction with excitement etched on her face. “There’s a battle taking place over there, and both sides appear to be quite powerful.”

Everyone turned toward the direction Liu Qianhuan was pointing, only to discover a fierce battle taking place about twenty kilometers away. Even though it was still daytime, the lights from the spell techniques there were visible from far away.

“Such an intense battle indicates that there may be heavenly peach trees there!” Xu Xiaolan also became quite excited.

“But that’s way too far away.” Hong Dou panted heavily with despair on his face. “By the time we get there, the battle will probably be over.”

They were only Dao Body Stage cultivators who were incapable of flight, so twenty kilometers was not a short distance.

“Time is of the essence, let’s get over there as quickly as we can!”

“Alright, full speed ahead!”

Everyone charged toward the battle after making their decision.

Hong Dou: “…”

They couldn’t even be bothered to take Hong Dou’s words into account. Hong Dou was feeling quite depressed by how little he meant to this group.

He decided to prove his worth to this group with his own strength!

Everyone continued onward, and they passed several dozen mountains and countless lakes before arriving at a canyon where the battle was taking place.

A turbulent river flowed through the canyon, roaring like a massive dragon.

The battle taking place here was an extremely fierce one.

“Looks like there are a lot of powers present.” Xuanyuan Cheng’s brows perked up slightly as he surveyed their surroundings with a cautious expression.

Xu Xiaolan drew her Dragon Sparrow Sword as she too looked around at their surroundings. “There are twelve forces gathered here, amounting to a total of sixty-five people. Among those, eight forces are engaged in the battle, while four are surveying the battle in the shadows.”

“There are also enemies who are on their way here and have not yet arrived,” Liu Qianhuan added in a solemn voice.

Everyone knew that an extremely terrifying battle was about to erupt here!

The reason for this was because there was a cherry blossom forest within the canyon, and at the center of this forest, there were three heavenly peach trees protected by a series of natural barriers!

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