Chapter 390

Going Against the Current

The nights in Chang'an should have been filled with singing and dancing, and lanterns as bright as day.

However, with the arrival of one person, the situation suddenly changed, and countless streaks of blood mist exploded one after another, like a grand feast of human blood fireworks.

Centered on the immortal corpse, ten zhang, twenty zhang, thirty zhang...

The surrounding people scrambled to escape, but were quickly overwhelmed by that terrifying force. Their bodies seemed to be subjected to immense pressure, and with a bang, they exploded into a bloody mist.

Among them were elderly people, children, and even a mother holding her young daughter in her arms, protecting her with her own flesh and blood.

But with a muffled thud, she and her daughter in her arms exploded simultaneously, turning into a blood mist that was absorbed by the immortal corpse.

In the end, the overwhelming blood mist almost covered half of Chang'an City, completely obscuring the stars and the bright moon.

"stop!!"

On the ground, Bao Ying was pressed to the ground by an invisible force. All the bones in his body were broken. He could only stare at the great demon that was devouring the lifeblood of the world and let out a roar of unwilling anger.

A crescent moon mark faintly appeared between his brows, suppressing the restless blood and qi within his body. This was also the reason why he did not explode into blood mist despite being very close to the great demon.

Bao Ying's eyes were bloodshot, blood was seeping from his pupils and ears, his mind was racing, but he could only listen to the screams and cries for help of the people, and could do nothing.

At this moment, no amount of wisdom can compare to strength.

That demon's cultivation level must be above the Tribulation Transcending realm, and it certainly didn't just undergo the Tribulation Transcending realm. Although such a commotion would surely alert the Xuanqiong Division's elders, countless people would die here before the demon arrived.

Moreover, he observed that the demon's aura was growing stronger and stronger after absorbing blood energy.

Think of a solution!
We must find a way!
He forced himself to calm down and shouted, "I know you're hiding nearby. I don't know who you are, but you just helped me catch the painted skin with pebbles, so you're definitely not a bad person!"

"Please take these people away!!"

Perhaps his loud shouts displeased the immortal corpse, which lowered its eyes and pressed down with its hand.

Boom!

Centered on Bao Ying, a huge palm print suddenly appeared on the ground, bricks and stones shattered and broken, and his internal organs ruptured, he coughed up blood, and his whole body was almost crushed.

Consciousness gradually faded into obscurity.

This time, even the crescent moon mark between his eyebrows seemed unable to protect him anymore.

But at that moment, the flow of time around him suddenly slowed down. Bao Ying felt as if even blinking had become unusually slow, and even the blood mist in the air seemed to have solidified.

Moreover, this sense of slowness intensifies, as if time is slowing down several times, tens of times, hundreds of times, until it is almost frozen in time.

Even the terrifying demon that devoured all living beings was frozen in place, with only its eyes able to move slightly.

The direction they turned was towards a figure in white slowly approaching.

The figure gradually solidified from transparent, dressed in white, with hair as black as ink, except for a few streaks of white frost at the temples, and eyes that were clear and deep, like cold jade pools.

Brother Zhou?

Bao Ying had expected to see the expert who had secretly helped him, but he was surprised to see Brother Zhou instead. He wanted to speak, but his mouth just wouldn't open.

But Zhou Sheng seemed to have read his mind and nodded, saying, "Brother Bao, it's me."

"Save the people..."

He silently repeated this to himself, his bloodshot eyes filled with pleading. If he could save the surviving people, he could die in peace.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Sheng shook his head.

"We will not only save the people, but also you. Don't worry, we will save every single one of you."

After saying this, Zhou Sheng's pupils became unusually deep, as if he could see that vast and mighty river of time again. He took a step and walked out of that river.

Then, walk backwards a few steps, and step in again.

……

Crack! The sound of the spirit disc shattering in his hand instantly jolted Bao Ying awake. He gasped for breath, his whole body trembling, as if waking from a dream.

"Boss, what happened?"

While his men were evacuating the civilians, they turned around and asked.

Bao Ying stared at the broken spirit disc in his hand, then at his men whom he remembered dying tragically. Suddenly, his pupils dilated, and he shouted, "Run! Run!!"

Without any hesitation, he instantly took out a jet-black purple bead and was about to crush it.

This item is called the Thunderfire Pearl. Once it breaks, it will produce a huge explosion with tremendous power, capable of leveling an area of ​​several feet in radius. It is a powerful weapon and is very precious even within the Xuanqiong Division.

His men were startled when they saw the bead and instinctively rushed away.

A resolute glint flashed in Bao Ying's eyes as he crushed the Thunderfire Pearl.

Although doing so would kill many innocent civilians nearby, the explosion would cause even more people to flee desperately, at a speed far exceeding that of a passive evacuation.

Even though he knew that many people would likely be trampled to death, it was the only way he could think of to reduce casualties.

As for his own life, he had long since forgotten about it.

Since God has given him a second chance, he must save as many lives as possible!

However, a hand pressed down on his wrist, and the vast magical power rendered him instantly immobile.

“Brother Bao, it’s not God who gave you a second chance, it’s me.”

"If you die again, I won't save you."

The familiar voice lifted his spirits, and when he turned around, he saw Zhou Sheng's figure. He was exactly the same as the one he had seen before, and even seemed to be more handsome. However, he had a few strands of white hair at his temples, and his temperament was calm and profound, with an indescribable special aura.

Especially those deep, cold eyes, which seemed to see through all the secrets of the world.

"Brother Zhou!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Zhou Sheng took the Thunderfire Pearl and casually stuffed it into his sleeve, secretly taking some public property to make up for the damage caused by his forced reversal of time.

Even though he had survived three tribulations and made some progress in understanding the Dao of Time, forcibly reversing time, involving so many people, meant that even Zhou Sheng could only use it once in a short period of time.

"Brother Zhou, why am I the only one who remembers what just happened?"

Bao Ying suddenly asked.

He now realized that Brother Zhou's strength had probably far exceeded his imagination, possessing unfathomable abilities, making him a truly rare figure in the world.

With Zhou Sheng around, he didn't need to worry too much about the great demon, so he relaxed a little and asked about other things.

"Then you'll have to ask yourself."

Zhou Sheng gave him a deep look, especially at the crescent moon between his eyebrows, which had disappeared but still retained a mysterious aura.

To retain memories from before time reverses, one needs at least the cultivation level of the sixth level of perfection. Bao Ying's cultivation level was clearly insufficient, yet he was still able to remember them.

At this moment, the immortal corpse also arrived, but when it looked at Zhou Sheng, a deep sense of confusion appeared in its eyes.

Wasn't I just consuming my vital energy and blood?
Why did I suddenly become so hungry again?

And this man, he wasn't there before, why is he blocking my way now?

Didn't I already dump him?
“I released you, and you caused trouble, so I have to take responsibility. So now I’m giving you two choices: first, you can obediently go back to your coffin.”

"Second, to lie in a coffin forever."

...(End of this chapter)