Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 338 - 164: For Whom the Bell Tolls, Knocking on the Door of Desire! (End of Volume)

Chapter 338: Chapter 164: For Whom the Bell Tolls, Knocking on the Door of Desire! (End of Volume)

Ye Yixian’s eyes glowed like stars, "It’s precisely because Father does not trust anyone but himself that Great Li has wasted 300 years. But an emperor, an emperor of an imperial dynasty, how can he only accommodate himself?"

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Midsection of Huannan Celestial Street, Golden Fish Upper District.

Fan Wubing and Li Ying stood on the street, gazing at the dazzling ninety-thousand-mile radiant glow, looking at the imperial gates amidst the glow, as well as the more than five thousand steps, their minds immersed in the sensation of the Dragon of Destiny carrying them from the starry sky, galloping high and circling over the border of the Great Li Kingdom.

Li Ying came to her senses and glanced around. Everyone stood still, excitedly watching the imperial gates, discussing excitedly.

She felt everything before her seemed dreamlike, very unreal. She couldn’t help her voice from trembling, "Am I really back?"

"Mm, Sister Ying, you really are back." Fan Wubing said beside her.

"Has Great Li become the Imperial Dynasty?" Li Ying asked.

"It doesn’t look like it yet."

Suddenly, Li Ying remembered something, "Yes, not yet! Someone needs to knock on the imperial gates!" She hurriedly asked, "The imperial gates will only last for twelve hours, we must let the opener of the imperial road go knock on the gates! Do you know who it is?"

Fan Wubing smiled, "Far away."

Li Ying instinctively looked to the distant sky, then realized and stared wide-eyed at Fan Wubing, "Is it you?!"

"Mm."

Li Ying said incredulously, "Did you open the road of the imperial dynasty and also retrieve the Dragon of Destiny?"

Fan Wubing said seriously, "Although it was a coincidence, it indeed seems so."

Li Ying didn’t believe in such coincidences and urged, "Quick, go knock on the imperial gates!"

"But, Sister Ying, it seems someone doesn’t wish for that."

A Daoist mechanism enveloped the midsection of Huannan Celestial Street. Instantly, the originally crowded people parted expressionlessly. Their senses were disturbed, leading them to leave the place.

Over twenty people dressed in vermilion uniforms came from all directions, surrounding them. This was just in open view; in Fan Wubing’s perception, there were more hidden reinforcements aiding from afar.

"Dragon Guards!" Li Ying’s eyes were stern.

She remembered some unpleasant memories. Earlier, she had been surrounded by a group of Dragon Guards. However, back then she was alone; now, there was an annoying little brother beside her.

Li Jin stepped into the encirclement, each of his white hairs and whiskers filled with a lightning-like aura, his eyes sharp and fierce, "Li Ying! Even after being imprisoned in the Abyssal Prison, you are still restless!"

Li Ying quietly watched him, not saying a word. She really didn’t want to waste words on Ye Chuxuan’s henchmen.

Li Jin then looked at Fan Wubing, "Those not of our race surely have a different heart!"

Li Ying looked at Li Jin deeply and used divine soul communication, "I’ll take care of them, you go knock on the gates."

Fan Wubing shook his head, not using divine soul communication but instead speaking directly, "Sister Ying, don’t be reckless. Do you know how many they are? Adding up the visible ones and those hidden, there are thirty to forty, how can you handle them alone?"

Li Ying widened her eyes, using divine soul communication, "You idiot, why are you saying it outright!"

Fan Wubing chuckled, "Because I had no intention of leaving you here alone."

Li Ying was helpless, "Having you might not make a difference. It would be better if I hold them off, you hurry and knock on the gates."

Fan Wubing smiled, "Not necessarily."

Li Ying suddenly felt a wetness on her face and looked up.

It started raining from the sky.

Then she lowered her head, ready to speak, when suddenly her eyes widened. She saw that Fan Wubing, who was beside her a moment ago, was now standing amidst the Dragon Guards.

Li Jin and the Dragon Guards were also stunned. In their eyes, the two people they had surrounded suddenly became one. Fan Wubing had disappeared.

By the time they found Fan Wubing, he was already holding a long sword, chopping off a person’s head.

Thud!

The head fell to the ground, and rain poured simultaneously.

The heavy rain curtain instantly covered the entire Huannan Celestial Street and its surroundings.

Li Ying was stunned.

Having witnessed how Fan Wubing butchered Zhang Yi in the Abyssal Prison, she knew that in battle, Fan Wubing started off weaker but became braver with each fight. However, now she realized that this current Fan Wubing was even stronger than when he killed Zhang Yi!

This was no doubt thanks to Zhang Yi’s abundant blood energy physique.

Zhang Yi, a ninth-layer Integration, was only one step away from minor integration into the Dao. The blood energy strength of a ninth-layer Integration was usually around eight hundred billion, but Zhang Yi, afflicted with the Piqiu disease, was constantly consuming, with no qi gate, meaning input without output. All the blood energy from consumed food was stored within him, making his actual blood energy strength about ten times that of an ordinary ninth-layer Integration.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yi had not converted his blood energy into combat power with a Demon Dao cultivation technique, and due to his Piqiu disease, he couldn’t cultivate both immortality and martial arts.

If he had demonic techniques or could cultivate both, Fan Wubing would not have been a match.

But he didn’t have those. Thus, he could only become a big blood pack for Fan Wubing.

At the beginning of his encounter with Zhang Yi, Fan Wubing’s blood bar was just over a thousand billion, and by the end, the blood bar was at [18,789.8 billion points]. This was even after Zhang Yi sacrificed most of his flesh and blood to curse Fan Wubing.

Nearly two trillion blood energy strength...

Fan Wubing hadn’t encountered a Mahayana powerhouse, so he didn’t know how this blood energy strength compared to a Mahayana, but he was sure that ordinary Peak of Integration couldn’t compare.