Chapter 1292: Hong Dou’s Choice

Chapter 1292: Hong Dou’s Choice

The Holy Lord Noodle had already appeared behind him.

As soon as Hong Dou opened the coffin and pulled An Lin out of it, they would be able to successfully take his heavenly peach tree before taking him as a hostage to force the other Four Nine Immortal Sect members to hand over their other heavenly peach tree!

The script was already written, Hong Dou just needed to execute now!

Hong Dou’s breathing accelerated and as did his heart rate.

“Look out, rock golem!” Liu Qianhuan suddenly yelled before kicking Hong Dou away.

Whoosh!

A crimson sword projection swept past him and sliced a massive trench into the ground.

A man wielding a crimson longsword hurtled back in retreat after his failed sneak attack.

However, just as he was retreating, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to bulge, as if some sort of terrifying power was about to break through the ground.

“Crap!” His expression shifted drastically, and he immediately tried to extricate himself from that location with all his might.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion suddenly erupted.

The entire ground tremored from the force of the explosion.

The man with the crimson longsword was tossed through the air like a rag doll, and an expression of shock and horror lingered on his face even after he fainted.

Xuanyuan Cheng nodded with a faint, satisfied smile on his face.

“Nice one, Ziggs the Hexplosives Expert! Was that a landmine?” Liu Qianhuan was quite excited.

Xuanyuan Cheng’s face darkened. “That was the power of my dao of Myriad Spirit Taichi!”

Liu Qianhuan ignored him and extended a slender hand toward the rock golem that she had just kicked to the ground. “Get up, rock golem. Make sure to be on your guard, and don’t have another lapse in concentration like that! Our sect leader’s life and safety are in your hands, so don’t disappoint us!”

“Huh? Er… Don’t worry, I’ll definitely take good care of An Lin.” Hong Dou accepted Liu Qianhuan’s helping hand, and for some reason, a surge of warmth flowed through his heart.

Was this what trust felt like?

They had entrusted him with the life of their sect leader.

Hong Dou’s heart trembled, and he was instantly filled with self-loathing.

They had given him so much trust while he had almost sold An Lin!

The most detestable type of person was not one who screwed others over, but one that betrayed his comrades!

“Hong Dou! Go!” a loud roar suddenly sounded from behind him.

The Holy Lord Noodle decided to lay the cards out on the table in order to force Hong Dou’s hand.

“Molten Earth!” Hong Dou roared in response as he slammed his palms into the ground.

Boom!

A scorching wave of molten lava tumbled like a meteor shower toward Holy Lord Noodle and the black dog!

Both of their expressions shifted drastically.

Boom boom boom…

The ground around them was reduced to a lethal realm of molten lava, which exuded extremely terrifying temperatures.

This was the most powerful attack Hong Dou was capable of unleashing.

The dust settled to reveal two disheveled figures. They had been taken by surprise and were struck by Hong Dou’s attack.

“Hong Dou, have you gone crazy?!” the Holy Lord Noodle enraged voice sounded.

“All you’re good for is to screw people over! Woof!” the black dog also roared with unbridled rage.

“You’re just a failure who’s never going to prove yourself! I’ve laid out the path forward so that you still have a chance to change your mind. Hurry up and take An Lin down!” Holy Lord Noodle tried to goad Hong Dou into doing his bidding.

However, Hong Dou remained completely expressionless as he spoke in a firm voice, “Can I really prove myself by securing the heavenly peach trees using such underhanded methods? No! That will only make An Lin and the others look down on me even further! I’m not that type of person!”

The black dog was dumbstruck. “Who are you proving yourself to? The Four Nine Immortal Sect?”

“What the hell? Is this Hong Dou the one from the Hall of Creation or is this a Four Nine Immortal Sect clone?” The Holy Lord Noodle was also completely stupefied by this incomprehensible turn of events.

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Hong Dou puffed out his chest like a valiant hero. “I have a moral compass that I cannot defy!”

The black dog: “…”

Holy Lord Noodle: “Motherf*cker!”

A series of noodles pierced through the air at blinding speed, aiming directly for the coffin on Hong Dou’s back. The Holy Lord Noodle was preparing to do things by force now!

Hong Dou immediately fled and cried for help, “Save me!”

“Light Binding Technique.”

A halo imbued with an extremely potent binding power skirted around Hong Dou before hurtling toward the bowl of noodles.

Young Sorceress Liu Qianhuan had sprung into action!

“Final Spark!”

A white pillar of light tore through the earth as it flew directly toward the Holy Lord Noodle.

Holy Lord Noodle was completely unfazed, and two golden chopsticks suddenly appeared from within its noodle soup.

The golden chopsticks exuded energy fluctuations belonging to an immortal tool, and they instantly crossed over to form a light shield before the bowl of noodles.

Boom!

The pillar of light exploded and pulverized the earth within a radius of several dozen kilometers.

The bowl of noodles received no damage and continued rushing toward Hong Dou.

Liu Qianhuan’s expression shifted. This noodle was no walkover!

Hong Dou had already scurried his way over to Xu Xiaolan. Xu Xiaolan was the most powerful being here, so following her gave him the strongest sense of security.

“You did well there.” Xu Xiaolan paved the way forward with a faint smile on her face.

“Er… It’s what was expected of me.” Hong Dou nodded with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

No one knew just how much internal conflict he had to go through to get to this point.

Within the coffin, An Lin was also nodding with approval at Hong Dou’s actions.

He had seen everything that had happened, and he had actually heard everything Hong Dou had said, so he had a rough idea of what the Holy Lord Noodle had said to Hong Dou, as well as the final decision that Hong Dou had made.

An Lin was actually quite surprised that Hong Dou had made this choice, but at the same time, he was also quite gratified. It seemed that he had not misplaced his trust.

The Holy Lord Noodle and the black dog were still chasing after them relentlessly.

Liu Qianhuan and Xuanyuan Cheng were unleashing a barrage of spell techniques to hold them off.

“Hold on for just a bit longer, we’re almost at the entrance to the cherry blossom forest,” Xu Xiaolan yelled.

As soon as they entered the cherry blossom forest, the powerful illusionary formations and slaughter formations there would ensure that their enemies would have to be more careful while chasing them.

After all, this was a place where even most Return to Void Stage mighty figures found it difficult to navigate safely!

Xu Xiaolan picked up the pace and cut down two tree people standing in her way.

The entrance to the cherry blossom forest had already appeared before her. It was a path covered in flower petals, which diverged into countless smaller paths within the forest.

Right at this moment, her footsteps suddenly came to a grinding halt.

Extremely terrifying sword intent descended from the sky.

The earth before them was instantly pulverized by the sword intent.

“Phew…” Xu Xiaolan heaved a sigh of relief with lingering fear in her heart. “That was close…”

If she had run just a little bit faster, she might have been struck by that attack!

“Who dares to attack me? Get out here right now!” Xu Xiaolan let loose a clear cry as she recovered her usual demeanor of an exceptional sword immortal.

A handsome man revealed himself in another direction. Each of his footsteps seemed to have been taken according to a particular rhythm, and his ethereal sword intent surged from his body.

Behind him were five powerful blue-robed cultivators.

“It’s me, Liu Mingxuan! You do not have permission to access this forest.

“This forest now belongs to my Heavenly Sword Sect!”

The man clasped his hands behind his back as he spoke with a cold expression on his face.

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