Chapter 510 Avatar (I)

Lin Luoran will never say “guard the altar” out of no reason. Though Liao is the closest to the altar, the crystal was taken away from him. At that moment, many thoughts came to his mind, but it was too late to defend himself. A strong force has already hit his ribs.

Liao is knocked out in the air, hits the solid stone pillar, and spits out a mouthful of blood. Liao curls up on the ground and no one knows if he is still alive.

Without any personal ability, he is attacked by Chiyou head on. There is only slight chance for him to survive.

The cyan little fox is stunned for a moment, and then its eyes turn red for no reason.

It thinks that it hates Liao who has always been so arrogant. He threatened to bake and eat it when they first met, making it lose face in front of the golden hawk. He just escaped when they were both in danger and even used the animal trap to trap it… however, when at the moment of life and death, cyan little fox still has the most intuitive reaction maybe after travelling together in the universe over the years—as a member of the n.o.ble nine-tailed fox family, it almost cries.

It looks sadly at Liao who falls to the ground. Its eyes are red but it still casts a print with its two front paws.

Its Taoist hand gesture is very graceful. In cyan light, it disappears with the altar where it is in front of all people.

This is the illusion spell of nine-tailed foxes. It is the first time that Lin Luoran sees cyan little fox’s skill. However, she doesn’t look happy at all. Lin Luoran can sense Liao’s fading breath with her keen six senses as a cultivator. At this moment, cyan little fox must want to save Liao. However, because of her words, “guard the altar”, it still performs the illusion spell of the fox family with red eyes.

Making the altar disappear is the best way to protect it… the altar is right there. However, the great thing about the fox family’s illusion spell is that people can see nothing until they step into the zone. Once they do, what they can see and whether they can wake up totally depend on the cyan little fox’s ability to manipulate—

“Chiyou” always has a serious look. The disappearance of the alter makes him even more furious.

Baojia now has a terrible headache. The familiar and blood-linked breath is fading. Instead, “it” appears. Deep in her memory, “it” makes her tremble and “it” is fearless—

Lin Luoran steps forward to support Baojia.

Baojia is trembling. The fear that reaches her deep soul must be killing her. “It” can make a person so scared. “It” should not be her ancestor Chiyou, but Baojia’s greatest enemy in life.

Of course, Baojia’s greatest enemy in life is also hers.

Lin Luoran’s eyes flash. She should have known.

In the fight, even though she wrote the golden word figures, her enemy was still at ease. In this case, why didn’t “he” just kill everyone?

“Chiyou” was like deliberately giving them a chance to implement a somewhat ridiculous plan against the absolute power. If they return the crystal, Chiyou will be sealed. How can “he” be so relaxed and casual?

Cyan little fox was caught. However, Liao, without any personal ability, actually escaped and even got the chance to send her a message for help with a paper crane.

This is totally a trap. Chiyou has been waiting for her to bite the hook!

Why does the sealed ancient G.o.d of war know how important the sacred pearl is? Lin Luoran couldn’t understand in the first place. She sensed some kind of familiar breath “Chiyou” accidentally let out when he didn’t try his best to fight. After that, Lin Luoran was alert.

She hates the breath more than she fears it as Baojia does.

If “it” is the existence that Baojia fears most in her life, it is undoubted that “it” is something that Lin Luoran hates most in her life… Besides the Alpha Alliance, there is only one thing she hates the most. The truth is about to be unveiled. Liao was about to put the crystal back but “Chiyou” didn’t stop him at all. Instead, “Chiyou” was trying his best to stall her. Lin Luoran now finally realizes something.

They should not return the crystal!

But maybe it is a little too late.

“Chiyou” feels very sorry when cyan little fox disappears with the altar.

“Pity.”

It’s really a pity. It is a little too late for Lin Luoran to discover the truth. However, for “Chiyou” who has been plotting, he is so close to success.

“Long time no see… saintess?”

Lin Luoran lowers her eyes. When she says the word “saintess”, she doesn’t even want to cover the sarcasm in her tone.

“Chiyou” raises his head with an indifferent expression, just like the Jiuli Tribe saintess who Lin Luoran and Baojia are very familiar with. It seems that for her, the two female cultivators standing in front of her are nothing but ants, no matter how much they have improved in personal ability after so many years.

“You still don’t quit?”

…

Quit?

If Lin Luoran is a quitter, she’d probably be dead in the blood pool of Jinling underground palace long ago. Countless evil spirits corroded her flesh and blood. Her bones were reborn in the constant cycle of pain. Such experiences finally killed Lin Luoran as a coward who would never fight against her fate.

Even if the fate has her meet the fake saintess again, why should she “quit”?!

Three hundred years have pa.s.sed and the saintess is still very arrogant. Whether she is a mortal or a cultivator, does the so-called “earth rabble” have to be so humbled?

She will never quit! Never!

Black wind and snow disappear. “Chiyou”, with eight feet, three heads, six arms, a bronze head, and an iron forehead, becomes vague. The fake saintess now also doesn’t want to hide and just shows herself.

This may be the first parasitifer that the fake saintess chose when she came to the earth.

This woman has slanted eyes, straight nose, and s.e.xy red lips. Her features are flawless. In a red dress like fire, this woman is arrogant and dazzling. She is the most dazzling flame in the world.

She is not the most beautiful woman Lin Luoran has ever seen. However, everyone will notice her at first sight even in a galaxy beauty pageant—she is so gorgeous that people can’t stop looking at her. Baojia was proud and kind of looked like her. No wonder the fake saintess possessed Baojia’s body.

Her first parasitifer must be Hanba, daughter of the Yellow Emperor.

Lin Luoran and the fake saintess are staring at each other.

In just three hundred years, the earth has entered the doomsday era. This young female cultivator can still advance to Gathering Vitality period. Is it because she has the luck? Or maybe she is the chosen inheritor? In addition to the sacred pearl, she even knows how to write golden word figures. The latter conjecture is very possible.

The fake saintess stops sneering. Anyway, she will soon find out the truth.

Her eyes rest on Lin Luoran’s wrist. She has seen the sacred pearl before. She finally recalled it when she was trapped in the desert again by the Las.h.i.+ng Whip.

It’s a pity that she was so anxious to leave the earth at the time that she didn’t connect this sacred pearl with that pearl. She just simply missed an opportunity.

However, hundreds of years are nothing for an existence like her.

The most important thing for her now is to fully control the power belonging to “Chiyou”. The fake saintess glances at the crystal on her palm. The last consciousness of “Chiyou” will disappear immediately as long as she puts the crystal back on the altar.

The simple and honest young man who smiled at her in the primitive age will totally disappear forever. This idea makes the fake saintess, who has always treated all earth creatures as “rabbles”, even taste something inexplicable in her heart.

She thinks that she must have stayed on the earth for too long. Therefore, she is actually infected with the ridiculous “nostalgia emotion” virus of Earthlings.

Her eyes roll around, full of charm. When she sees two little alert female cultivators, she suddenly feels that she kind of wants to laugh.

Three hundred years ago, they were standing in front of her. Three hundred years later, it is them who stand here again. The so-called destiny is really naughty.

The fake saintess breathes a sigh at them. The scene of Lin Luoran clenching her fist with a stubborn face is indeed interesting.

The fake saintess can’t help but despise that person’s taste.

“Just a nine-tailed fox with two tails. How dare to show off the illusion spell in front of me? ” the fake saintess chuckles in a low voice. If it is an adult celestial fox with even only six tails, it will be a little troublesome for her, considering her current situation.

This little fox has poor personal ability and bad temper. It was stubborn three hundred years ago and now it hasn’t improved at all. She doesn’t need to show it mercy for old time’s sake.

Time seems to slow down. Her smooth movement becomes slow motion. Lin Luoran watches the fake saintess stretching out her slender fingers to point at the altar. A black thread reaches there immediately and pierces the barrier.

In the face of absolute power, it doesn’t matter how you change the shape and position to cover up. A master can simply destroy the leaf in front of his eyes to see the mountain behind.

Such a domineering scene would definitely throw Lin Luoran into thrill, if it was her to do that. However, at this moment, it is the fake saintess who raises her hand to destroy cyan little fox’s illusion.

Lin Luoran is supporting Baojia. She is taken by the oppression from the fake saintess. Lin Luoran can’t come forward to help and is even about to crumble.

The altar reveals. Cyan little fox is. .h.i.t by the black thread. It spits out a mouthful of blood and falls straight down.

The fake saintess doesn’t hide her contempt. She kicks away injured cyan little fox and plays with the crystal in her hand. The saintess turns her head to show Lin Luoran a mysterious smile.

Lin Luoran can feel a flame rising from the center of her feet. The fire tumbles up along her limbs and the top of her head until it burns her eyes and makes her unconscious. Is it the flame of anger? She feels that her limbs are so hot that she is controlled by this force. She has broken through the deterrence of the fake saintess and rushes all the way out.

Her speed is unprecedented. She runs, making the air become turbulent. With only a little sound, she has already been standing in front of the fake saintess.

Standing on the left of the altar, the fake saintess is provoked by Lin Luoran’s reckless action seeking her own doom.

Lin Luoran stands on the right side of the altar. Before she is burned to death by the flame of anger, she can feel something burning hot on her fingertips.

Just as the fake saintess points her fingers at the cyan little fox before, Lin Luoran raises her hand and points at the fake saintess. A real flame bursts out and hits the fake saintess accurately!

The saintess yells in anger. She is actually penetrated by a flame! In unspeakable pain, the fake saintess supports herself to finish the last action with her strong will.

With a bang, the crystal totally falls and fits into the round hole on the altar perfectly.

A phantom floats out of the fake saintess’s body. From the outline, it’s easy to see that it is a handsome and tall young man. He looks at the fake saintess with deep sorrow. The man wants to remember her with his gaze. However, it’s only a short while before he turns into tiny particles and completely disappears in the world.

The fake saintess doesn’t even look at the phantom. She is frightened and angry.

“It’s you… it’s you… right… it’s really you…”

The crystal is back to its original place. After the attack, the light in Lin Luoran’s eyes has disappeared. The madness of the fake saintess gives her a terrible headache. Lin Luoran soon collapses to the ground and faints completely.