Chapter 847: Endgame (1/2)

“Say goodbye to Spirit Sword Mountain? You are indeed you. Only you can think of such a scheme.”

Wang Wu understood and absorbed Wang Lu’s overall plan in an instant, and then suddenly raised a wonderment exclamation.

Wang Lu’s idea was very simple. Right now, either the Immortal King or Wang Wu was just struggling to hold on, only one foot away from total collapse. Thus, as long as someone gave a simple push, all the problems would be solved.

Of course, under this kind of big battle between Nine Regions and the Immortal King, there were very few people who were qualified to give this push. Even if the Immortals themselves could not. If they tried to approach the sea of fire, they would get roasted from inside out. The Senior Immortals like Qingliu and Liefeng might be able to get closer, but they couldn’t get close to the core. The only one who had the ability to intervene in all this was Xiaoyao, but how could Xiaoyao come to help Xia Yu? On the contrary, he alone restrained many people around him from moving.

At this moment, in the entire Nine Regions, only Wang Lu could be qualified to give out this push. Most of his strength was used to maintain the output of Non-Phase Celestial Cannon, so he basically had no time to care about it. However, he also had another identity, which was the spirit of Nine Regions. With this identity, he could control the mountains and rivers of the world, and Spirit Sword Mountain was no exception.

What Wang Lu wanted to do was to separate out a little bit of his power, lift the Spirit Sword Mountain off the ground, threw it like a concealed weapon, and then smashed it right at Xia Yu’s face.

In theory, this was an excellent method. Although Spirit Sword Mountain was not built as a concealed weapon, it contained an abundant amount of spiritual power. Once it exploded, it would be earth-shattering. And at this time, when Xia Yu was already tired of dealing with the energy bombardment, it could play the role of the last straw and solve the current dilemma immediately.

But the price was so tragic that it was unbearable to look directly at it. After all, this was not a nameless barren mountain, but one of the most precious spiritual mountains in Nine Regions. It was also now the core of Nine Regions and the home of Wang Wu and Wang Lu.

They were Immortal cultivators who had severed their ties with the world of mortals. Their mortal families were meaningless. Thus, Spirit Sword Mountain was their real home. This mountain carried too many memories and thoughts. Even though Spirit Sword Mountain had been riddled with holes in the previous battle, the main peak still stood tall, and the mountain was still full of countless people’s sustenance.

“So you treat our Spirit Sword Mountain as just a consumable item? After becoming the Spirit of the Nine Regions, you are now ruthless to your original belonging. What a tacky guy you are.”

“Damn, as the current Nine Regions record holder of how low someone can be, you have no right to ask me such a stupid question. Don’t forget that I even treat myself as a consumable. So, what’s a mere Spirit Sword Mountain?” After a pause, Wang Lu continued his talk in Wang Wu’s mind, “Moreover, I am now the spirit of the Nine Regions, if Spirit Sword Mountain is destroyed, I can move Kunlun Mountain to pay off the debt.”

“… Zhou Mumu will hate you to death.”

“It doesn’t matter, I’ll give them the Shengjing Sect area.”

“Hey, Old man Hetu was very kind to you.”

“Then I’ll move Royal Soldier Mountain and give it to Shengjing Sect people. In any case, the people of Royal Soldier Sect are all heroes, so they should be able to get through with a tent.”

“Not to mention that this transaction is totally unequal, it can’t make up for the loss of Shengjing Sect people. Moreover, because the lead disciple of the Royal Soldier Sect is a male, don’t you want to give them compensation?”

After she said these words with a sigh, Wang Wu’s expression seemed more restrained, “Do what you want to do, you know I will definitely support you.”

“Yes, no matter how much profit I made, it is now considered a joint property of the husband and wife, right?”

“Hahaha, even if you say that, I won’t blush, so stop talking nonsense. If you want to do it, then do it, I can’t hold it anymore.”

After she said those words, Wang Wu took a deep breath.

This was also the last breath she could breath into her body at the moment. Enveloped by the splash from the Non-Phase Celestial Cannon energy bombardment, her internal organs began to break. The three thousand golden cores were no longer round but were now dim and unstable. At any time, they might jump out of the Jade Mansion, which would tear Wang Wu apart.

The time that belonged to her was very short. Similarly, the time that belonged to the Nine Regions was also very short. When Wang Wu looked up, she could see the relieved smile on Xia Yu’s face.

“Old idiot, what are you smiling at?”

Wang Wu very extravagantly used her remaining breath on shouting abuses. The next moment, the rocks under her feet vibrated, and an endless lifting force emerged.

The entire Spirit Sword Mountain began to soar to the sky.

As the spirit of Nine Regions, moving a part of Nine Regions was as easy as lifting a hand. Even though the Nine Regions was already extremely weak at this time, it was still easy to gather the last bit of strength to push Spirit Sword Mountain up.

In an instant, Spirit Sword Mountain left the ground and flew upward at an astonishing speed.

The distance between the mountain and Xia Yu was rapidly shortening. In this short moment, Wang Wu stood on top of the mountain, still supporting the sword defense, to ensure that the Spirit Sword Mountain could collide with Xia Yu in the most perfect posture. At the same time, her attention was gradually diverted to other places.

She looked around this Spirit Sword Mountain for the last time. At this moment, the mountain had already been cleared. Feng Yin, Liu Xian, Fang He, as well as the other cultivators gathered here to fight against the Fallen Immortals had been sent out by Wang Lu’s array on the mountain to a faraway place to avoid being buried together. The once bustling Spirit Sword Mountain had become incomparably quiet.

Vaguely, Wang Wu felt as if she had gone back to two hundred years ago. At that time, the Spirit Sword Sect had just experienced the biggest disaster. The elites of the sect were almost completely wiped out, which made the mountain as quiet as it was now. Within the empty mountain, Wang Wu saw the playground when she was young, the training ground where her Master used to teach, the grove where she used to hide and peep her Big Brother, and even the wreckage of Non-Phase Peak, which had accompanied her for years… Seeing all this, she couldn’t help but sigh.