This Young Master is not Cannon Fodder

Chapter 379: An End

“Cahoots?” the Cloud Goddess asked. She gazed down upon Emperor Begonia, like a human looking at an ignorant bug. “That would be inaccurate. For me to be in cahoots with the Buzhou Immortal Sect would have to mean that I was never on their side.”

As the realization set in, horror dawned on the members of the surviving Five Element Sect and Drifting Feather Sect. They stood there in the air as reality hammered their minds like the cruel mistress she was.

Of the numerous immortals that had gathered at the former headquarters of the Cloud Goddess Cult, only a percentage remained. Of the original sects that made up the Anti-Heaven Alliance, the Jade Cauldron Sect had completely fallen. The Nihility Sect and Cloud Goddess Cult had retreated to safety, leaving behind only five war formations.

Of the five forces that made up the Anti-Heaven Alliance, two were already against them. It would have been a hilarious joke to anyone who heard it, but the survivors weren’t laughing.

Of the millions upon millions of cultivators, less than one percent remained. One of the monarchs controlling a war formation couldn’t withstand the impact of the revelation and felt his willpower shatter. His eyes dulled as he lost all control of his functionalities. His body began to decompose at an accelerated rate while immortal qi evaporated from his flesh.

He had lost his will to live and died.

The controller of the remaining war formations, Monarch Fiveseal, the Five Element Sect Master, the Drifting Feather Sect Master, and the grand elder of the Drifting Feather Sect, didn’t blame the fallen monarch. They, too, felt a numbing sensation in their mind. Were their willpower a micron weaker, they might have followed his fate.

From his position, Emperor Begonia didn’t show too much change in expression. He only frowned. “Why did you join?”

Sect Master Xia raised his arm before the Cloud Goddess could answer. “You’ve already asked your question. Allow me to ask ours.”

“What did Buddhism offer you to join them?” Sect Master Xia’s words caused even the true members of the Anti-Heaven Alliance to stare at Emperor Begonia. The interactions between forces of the Huang Realm and the Buddhists have always been very minimal. Any and all attempts by Buddhism to entrench themselves in the Huang Realm had always been met with vehement retaliation by the Buzhou Immortal Court.

If the Buzhou Immortal Sect discovered a bodhisattva, the Buddhist equivalent of an immortal, they would use all their resources to hunt them down. Even if the Buddhist was part of a first-rate or even hegemonic sect, the Buzhou Immortal Sect would attack, regardless of the consequences. Their actions would be even more crazy if it was an immortal monarch or emperor that joined Buddhism.

Not even mortal organizations with relations to Buddhism would be spared. The Buzhou Immortal Sect would exterminate every mortal related to the act, even if they were mortals that never cultivated. In fact, it wasn’t just the Buzhou Immortal Sect, but the Cultivator Alliance also partook when they still had ruled the Mortal Continent.

Recalling this information, perhaps this was the first clue to the true ties between the Buzhou Immortal Sect and the Cultivator Alliance.

“Don’t make baseless accusations,” Emperor Begonia vehemently denied. “You probably aren’t too sure. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be asking.”

Sect Master Xia shook his head. “No, the reason I’m asking is because I’m sure you have a clone or avatar currently in the Pure Lands Pseudo System. Even if you’re captured, you’ll probably choose to suicide.”

A few seconds of silence passed.

Finally, Emperor Begonia chuckled. That chuckle transformed into an uproarious laughter that reverberated for hundreds of meters. When the mirthless ended, Emperor Begonia glared at Sect Master Xia and the others from the Buzhou Immortal Sect. The whites of his eyes had turned blood-red. Had it not been for the immortal aura cladding him, outsiders would have thought his inner devil consumed him.

“Don’t act innocent now,” Emperor Begonia said, his voice echoing. “The hatred of massacring my Begonia Tower must be returned tenfold!”

Sect Master Xia’s expression didn’t change. “Since you don’t want to say, then you don’t need to continue living.”

With those words, the air changed But suddenly, a streak of lightning appeared from afar and struck Sovereign Xi, encasing her in electricity. Those nearby could feel the power of punishment emanating from the lightning. The immortals near her distanced themselves. A second passed, and Sovereign Xi disappeared from everyone’s view.

Emperor Begonia didn’t miss this chance. If they waited for Sovereign Xi to recover, their chances of survival would become far lower.

Monarch Fiveseal’s willpower faltered at the bleak situation. Only pure stubbornness kept him going and resisting. However, the foreign realm restricted the strength of the Anti-Heaven Alliance’s war formations while boosting the Buzhou Immortal Sect’s war formations.

Unknown to Monarch Fiveseal, he wasn’t the only one shocked by the change in scenery. The Cloud Goddess stared at her palms. She could see and feel the flow of faith within her body, but her connection to her believers and the flow of faith turned dim. If she fought against an immortal sovereign, no, even an immortal emperor would have a chance to destroy her current form. As a divinity, her means of resurrection were unmatched by immortals, but they were complicated, to say the least.

The Cloud Goddess stared at Xi Mengfei, who was standing above the battlefield. She looked down upon everything, seeming more divine than the actual divinity present.

Mengfei’s eyes narrowed as she saw a humanoid golden war formation with a single horn growing out of its forehead. Her figure disappeared from the air and reappeared in front of the formation. She swung her arm, a black crystalline sword materializing in her hand during the process.

A slash formed and bisected the Golden Light Begonia War Formation, separating its chest from its abdomen instantaneously.

Compared to her strength when she fought against Emperor Yanxu of the Numinous Sword Sect, it was like night and day. When Mengfei fought against him, she was still in the process of rapid growth after entering a new realm, but now, over a hundred years had passed. Her strength had naturally progressed beyond imagination.

The Golden Light Begonia Emperor War Formation disintegrated, revealing the true immortals and one immortal emperor, Emperor Soulfish. Mengfei ignored the fleeing true immortals and focused on Emperor Soulfish. “Last time you managed to escape, but you won’t be so lucky this time.”

Emperor Soulfish didn’t waste any words, and he turned around, attempting to escape. Before he could move far, his body froze in space.

Crack!

CRACK!!

CRACK!!!

The space around Emperor Soulfish fractured like a mirror, distorting his figure. The cracking sounds intensified, and so did the number of fractures and bits. It was evident that Mengfei could kill Emperor Soulfish as easily as killing a chicken. Still, he didn’t want to die meaningless like this. He still had someone he needed to protect.

Emperor Soulfish’s body split into tens of red fishes, each one bearing a horn on its head. They attempted to swim away from the spatial fractures—keyword, attempted. Though they attempted to swim away, they moved at a snail’s pace and could not escape the spatial fractures.

Mengfei narrowed her eyes, and the cracks multiplied, causing the space to look like a strange kaleidoscope of twisting and merging fish parts. The color dulled and directions reversed. She raised her hand and clenched her fist. The distortion shrunk until it was but a dot. Then, it disappeared altogether.

On a sparsely populated island on the endless seas, a brown-haired girl, who appeared in her teens, smelled a flower. She wasn’t the most beautiful woman, but she possessed a purity that few could match. Despite never having cultivated, her level of existence was comparable to a true immortal—sharing longevity with heaven and earth.

Without warning, a giant crystalline sword over a hundred meters long materialized in the sky and stabbed down. The brown-haired girl dropped the flower and fell onto her butt. She stared, wide-eyed, as the sword descended. When the crystalline sword disappeared, the girl stumbled back onto her feet and ran toward where the sword had stabbed.

“Qiu!” Chun shouted as she arrived at the mansion her friend had built.

Chun didn’t have much memories before meeting Qiu, but according to him, they had known each other for decades. However, she died and Qiu spent a long time reviving her. Since then, they had been living an idyllic life on the island.

No matter how much she called, Qiu never answered her. Chun spent days searching for the red-robed boy, but the result was the same. She collapsed and leaned against the walls of the mansion. The moonlight cascaded through the torn roof and illuminated her sullen form.

Chun perked up as she heard footsteps echoing in the hall. Her eyes lit up as she turned to face the source with excitement, but bewilderment appeared on her face as a white-robed figure emerged from the shadows.

“Who are you?”