From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 297 Xiao Yao Suppresses the Rebellion: Glory Returns to Immortality

The blood-red light on the black talisman grew stronger and stronger, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey, emanating a chilling aura.

I instinctively sensed danger, took a deep breath, and channeled my spiritual energy to its maximum, preparing for battle.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, eerily silent, with only the rustling of the wind through the leaves adding to the tense atmosphere.

My palms were slightly sweaty as I gripped the longsword tightly. The blade emitted a clear hum, as if responding to my determination.

Suddenly, the talisman in Elder Xuanfeng's hand burst forth with a blinding light, and black mist surged toward me like a rolling giant wave.

I felt a powerful force binding me tightly, as if my body was being torn apart, and the intense pain made me groan involuntarily.

I struggled to resist, but I felt as if my strength had vanished into thin air, unable to shake this powerful forbidden technique.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, I was violently blasted away by the power of the forbidden technique, crashing heavily to the ground. A metallic taste filled my mouth, and blood stained my clothes.

I struggled to stand up, but felt weak all over and my vision was blurry.

The surrounding black mist was still churning, shimmering with an eerie light, like a giant monster opening its blood-red maw, ready to devour me completely.

I tried to gather my spiritual power to dispel the darkness, but I found that my spiritual power was imprisoned and could not be used at all.

"Cough cough..." I clutched my chest and coughed violently, each breath feeling like a knife cutting into my skin.

I raised my head, strained my eyes, and looked in the direction of Elder Xuanfeng.

He stood there with a sinister smile on his face, his eyes gleaming with smugness and mockery.

He walked slowly toward me, each step feeling like it was pounding on my heart, making me feel a suffocating pressure...

"You..." he began, his voice hoarse and low, like a demonic voice from hell, "overestimating yourself..."

"Overestimating yourself..." Elder Xuanfeng's voice was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, every word carrying a chilling edge.

He looked down at me, and I gritted my teeth, trying not to show my pain and anger, but my trembling body betrayed my weakness.

The surrounding laughter rose and fell, like sharp needles piercing my heart. A wave of humiliation washed over me, almost drowning me.

I saw Senior Brother Lin fighting fiercely with two men in black. His long sword danced like the wind, its sword energy crisscrossing, but he was unable to break through the enemy's encirclement.

Fairy Mingyue was also entangled by several disciples. Although she was highly skilled in magic, she was outnumbered and her situation was precarious.

I wanted to stand up and help them, but my body felt as heavy as lead, and I couldn't move at all.

The sounds of battle around me grew louder and louder. Shouts of killing, the clash of weapons, and the chanting of spells mingled together, like thunderclaps that made me dizzy.

I felt a wave of despair. Was I really going to die here?

Will all my efforts and perseverance ultimately come to nothing?

No, I am not reconciled!

I still have an unfinished mission; I still need to protect my friends; I still need to safeguard this land!

I endured the excruciating pain and tried my best to mobilize the remaining spiritual energy in my body.

A faint wisp of spiritual energy flickered like a firefly, flowing slowly through my meridians.

I know this amount of spiritual power is far from enough, but it is my last hope, and I must seize it!

Suddenly, I sensed a powerful aura approaching.

This aura was cold and malevolent, carrying an intense killing intent.

I struggled to lift my head and saw a man in black walking towards me, holding a sharp dagger in his hand and his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

"Die!" he grinned maliciously, raising his dagger to stab me.

I closed my eyes, awaiting death.

However, the expected pain did not occur.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a figure blocking my way.

"Junior Sister Chu..." I called out weakly.

Junior Sister Chu stood not far away, her body trembling slightly, her hands tightly clasped together. She looked at me for a while, then at Elder Xuanfeng, her expression constantly changing, as if she were engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

Seeing her hesitant expression, my heart sank.

We used to train and experience together. I thought we were partners fighting side by side, comrades who could entrust our lives to each other.

But now, at this critical moment of life and death, she has chosen to stand by and watch.

Disappointment, like a cold, venomous snake, coils tightly around my heart, causing me a suffocating pain.

The pressure around me seemed to be concentrated on me, every inch of air became heavy, making it hard for me to breathe.

Elder Xuanfeng's cold laughter, the black-clad man's shouts, and the injured disciple's groans intertwined, like sharp knives piercing my eardrums.

My vision blurred, and the pain in my body had numbed me. Only a deep-seated despair washed over me like waves, one after another, assaulting my will.

I slowly closed my eyes and gave up resisting.

I let that powerful binding force restrain me, and let that black mist devour me.

When Elder Xuanfeng saw that I had given up resisting, his smile became even more smug. He walked towards me step by step, each step feeling like he was stepping on my heart, making me feel extremely humiliated.

The people around me stopped what they were doing and looked at me in surprise.

"Give up?" Elder Xuanfeng's voice was full of mockery. He reached out, trying to grab my collar and lift me up.

"What a pity, I thought you would be more resilient." His fingers almost touched my clothes, and I could even feel the coldness emanating from his fingertips.

Just then, the corners of my mouth turned up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

"You're celebrating too soon..." I said softly, my voice low and hoarse, as if it came from hell.

I suddenly opened my eyes, my gaze flashing with a sharp light!

The suppressed spiritual power within his body erupted like a volcano!

"Heavenly Gang Demon Subduing Formation!" I roared, quickly forming hand seals. Golden runes flew from my fingertips, weaving into a huge formation in the air, enveloping Elder Xuanfeng within it.

Elder Xuanfeng clearly hadn't expected me to have such a trump card. The smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by shock and fear.

He tried to escape, but found himself trapped by the formation and unable to move.

"You...you actually..." He stared wide-eyed in horror, his voice trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Within the formation, countless golden bolts of lightning roared down like raging dragons, striking Elder Xuanfeng fiercely.

He let out a shrill scream, his body trembling violently. The black mist instantly dissipated, revealing his original aged and weak appearance.

His robes were charred by the lightning, emitting a pungent, burnt smell. His hair was disheveled, and his face was filled with terror and despair.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Lightning continued to strike, and Elder Xuanfeng's body gradually became transparent before finally turning to ashes and disappearing into the formation.

With Elder Xuanfeng's fall, the surrounding rebels immediately lost their leader. They stared at me in terror, their weapons falling to the ground with a crisp metallic clang.

"We...we surrender!" a man in black shouted tremblingly, and the others also knelt down to show their submission.

I slowly stood up, the pain in my body seemed to have disappeared, and a powerful force filled my entire body.

I looked around and saw those once arrogant rebels now groveling at my feet, and my heart was filled with pride and satisfaction.

The warm sunlight shone on me, dispelling the gloom that shrouded the Immortal Gate. The glorious light shone on me, as if crowning me.

“It’s over…” I said softly, my voice tinged with weariness, yet filled with determination.

I turned around and looked at Wen Chen. He was standing not far away, gazing at me tenderly.

I walked toward him, each step firm and composed.

“Wen Chen…” I walked up to him, stopped, and softly called his name.

He reached out and gently stroked my cheek. "Are you alright?"

I shook my head and smiled slightly.

“I’m fine…” I looked at him, and a warm feeling welled up in my heart.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew by, and I felt a chill.

I looked up at the somewhat dilapidated immortal gate, and a strange unease suddenly welled up in my heart.

"us……"