Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

He couldn’t win.

Chen Yan was completely no match for Xiao Bo’an after the so-called “Senior Mo” had possessed him.

He didn’t even have the ability to fight back.

Chen Yan’s Hidden Immortal Art caused absolutely no harm to Xiao Bo’an, and the clear rainbow light from his fingertips seemed to vanish into thin air.

And Chen Yan didn’t even understand how he died.

He didn’t even feel the oppressive aura of true qi.

It was like he had suddenly dropped dead.

Once again, Chen Yan landed on the Heavenly Summit Palace together with Lin Xinyang.

He had roughly estimated the time.

From the moment Elder Zhong Yin threw him onto the Heavenly Summit Palace, to when Xiao Bo’an appeared behind him and Lin Xinyang, it took about half the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Before he was killed again, he only had this half-stick of incense worth of time.

He had to think of a way, and fast.

Chen Yan’s mind raced.

He recalled the words spoken by Xiao Bo’an, or rather, the so-called “Senior Mo”.

Lin Xinyang was still useful, while he was not.

Because he was useless, that’s why he was killed.

Xiao Bo’an and that Old Grandpa inside the ring were most likely on the same side as He Furen.

They were probably connected to the conspiracy hidden behind Song Mingde’s list.

The target of Xiao Bo’an and the so-called Senior Mo was not him.

It was Lin Xinyang.

The Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul was indeed of immense significance to his current enemies.

Quickly, Chen Yan identified the crux of the problem.

He absolutely could not let Lin Xinyang fall into Xiao Bo’an’s hands, because the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul within Lin Xinyang’s body was the only bargaining chip Chen Yan and the others had to oppose Wen Hongli and He Furen.

He knew what he had to do.

“Senior Brother Lin.”

Chen Yan’s tone was serious as he turned to speak to Lin Xinyang.

“What is it?”

Lin Xinyang asked.

“We need to leave this place immediately.”

Chen Yan continued.

“But, Elder Zhong said…”

Suddenly, Lin Xinyang paused, then showed a look of astonishment:

“Could it be… that Elder Zhong Yin can’t be trusted either?”

“No, Martial Uncle is probably trustworthy.”

Chen Yan said:

“However, if we continue to stay on the Heavenly Summit Palace, we will be in danger.”

As he spoke, Chen Yan took two steps forward and then leaped down from the Heavenly Summit Palace.

“Follow me, Senior Brother Lin!”

Lin Xinyang looked at Chen Yan’s back as he jumped off the Heavenly Summit Palace, then turned his head to look at the distant Daoyan Arena, engulfed in fierce battle, where countless cultivators were dying miserably.

Finally, he made up his mind and jumped down after Chen Yan.

The vertical distance between the Heavenly Summit Palace and the platform of Heavenly Summit Mountain was over two thousand *zhang*.

Not just the Daoyan Arena, the entire Heavenly Summit Mountain was in complete chaos.

Many of the buildings constructed later by cultivators from the Five Great Sects had already turned to ruins.

Fierce flames raged, and the ashes of burning spirit grasses and immortal trees occasionally drifted past Chen Yan and Lin Xinyang.

The ground was littered with the corpses of cultivators from various sects.

Among them were, naturally, the bodies of disciples from the Five Great Sects.

“…All of this… was done by my master and the others?”

Lin Xinyang’s voice trembled slightly.

Experiencing hell firsthand was a completely different kind of shock and experience compared to observing it from the lofty heights of the Heavenly Summit Palace.

“Mhm.”

Chen Yan nodded.

“What should we do next?”

Lin Xinyang asked.

Compared to Chen Yan, who had gone through several cycles of reincarnation and remained quite calm, Lin Xinyang was clearly more at a loss.

“Senior Brother Lin.”

Chen Yan spoke with great solemnity:

“You are now our last hope of leaving Heavenly Summit Mountain alive.”

“Because of the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul within me?”

Lin Xinyang’s mind worked quickly.

This super demon beast, whose cultivation at its peak had once reached the Dao Union realm, even now, ten thousand years later with its consciousness completely lost, still retained remnant strength above the Unity realm.

Apart from the Old Grandpa in Xiao Bo’an’s ring, whose exact cultivation was unknown, this great demon’s remnant soul was the strongest entity on Heavenly Summit Mountain at this moment.

Although the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul, devoid of divine sense, was in a completely uncontrollable state, and if released from Lin Xinyang’s body, it would most likely launch indiscriminate attacks on anyone on Heavenly Summit Mountain.

But this was indeed the only bargaining chip Chen Yan and the others had to negotiate with He Furen.

Otherwise, they would face an inescapable dead end.

“Chief Disciple Chen, Fellow Daoist Lin, it’s been a while.”

A familiar voice, a familiar opening line, sounded once again from behind Chen Yan.

It sent a chill down his spine.

Why?

Chen Yan turned around, his gaze falling on the young man in a deep cyan daoist robe walking slowly towards him and Lin Xinyang from behind.

Xiao Bo’an.

He was still toying with that ring in his hand.

An unbeatable enemy.

Chen Yan took a deep breath.

Then he took two steps forward and bowed in Xiao Bo’an’s direction:

“So it’s Chief Disciple Xiao.”

And he kept his head lowered for a long time.

Seeing Chen Yan’s reaction, Xiao Bo’an slightly raised an eyebrow, his expression seeming somewhat surprised.

A trick.

That was his first thought.

For anyone, this Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain, who rose from obscurity to fame within a year, was a source of great curiosity.

What kind of stunning, heaven-chosen talent could make his name resound across the entire Chenping Continent in just over a year?

But when he first spoke with Chen Yan, he had to admit, he was disappointed.

This Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain was not as outstanding as he had imagined.

Neither in intellect nor in cultivation talent.

But later, his impression of Chen Yan gradually changed.

Under normal circumstances, today should have proceeded like this: after the Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry concluded, Kongshan Sect’s Elder He and Elder Wen, together with the Mirage Palace’s Elder Zhang, would join forces to slaughter everyone on the Daoyan Arena while the Kongyuan Mountain core disciples were under house arrest and unable to react immediately.

Then they would turn back to eliminate the Kongyuan Mountain core disciples, ensuring absolute certainty and minimizing losses.

After that came the most important matter: Lin Xinyang.

The actions on Heavenly Summit Mountain today would influence the entire future of Chenping Continent.

Even the landscape of Chenping Continent for the next hundred thousand years would be determined by the final outcome of today.

But the originally flawless plan had suddenly been thrown into complete disarray.

Why did the people of Kongyuan Mountain see through Elder He Furen’s scheme?

When he saw Chen Yan together with Lin Xinyang, he quickly understood.

The people of Kongyuan Mountain knew everything.

They not only knew that Elder He’s true goal was to slaughter everyone on Heavenly Summit Mountain.

They also knew about the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul hidden within Lin Xinyang’s body.

Then, Chen Yan should also…

Thinking this, his vigilance rose another level.

Because he didn’t know, and couldn’t figure out, what kind of scheme Chen Yan was brewing in that gourd of his right now.