Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 36 - 36 36 Son of the Mountain God

36: Chapter 36: Son of the Mountain God 36: Chapter 36: Son of the Mountain God Fortunately, among the group of people rescued by Baili An, there was someone who responded extremely quickly.

A young girl in a sacrificial robe snapped out of her shock.

She quickly removed the wide robe, revealing the coarse linen clothes unique to the village beneath.

Her face filled with urgency; she used the robe to smother the flames engulfing Baili An’s body, tightly wrapping him to extinguish the fire.

“Roar!!”

The immense corpse demon, as towering as a mountain, had its Corpse Pearl light up again within its mouth.

An inexplicable word of Corpse Language only intimidated for a moment before it returned to normal, its eyes revealing a fierce gleam.

Lifting one foot, it was about to crush the group of ‘ants’ on the ground.

Wen Yu’s eyes sparkled distantly as he glanced at the young man, who had fainted from exhaustion and was wrapped tightly in the robe, unrecognizable.

For some unknown reason, a sense of revenge against the sect surged in his heart.

He quickly said to the woman beside him, “Wait until all of them are dead, then you can take revenge for them, do you hear?

That person will definitely appear.”

The woman’s face was pale with fright, but upon meeting her master’s gaze, she resolutely bit her lip and nodded.

The girl who had covered Baili An with the sacrificial robe felt gray and despair, her cheeks wet with tears.

Knowing there was no escape, her heart was filled with adoration and emotion for the young man.

He could have run away, but for everyone’s sake, he chose to come out and fight to the death.

Compared to Qi Yang, a fellow villager who hid behind a boulder from afar during a moment of life and death crisis and didn’t even have the courage to look their way, she felt utterly powerless.

She wept while lying down, pressing Baili An tightly beneath her.

Though it was a meaningless gesture, she still thought so and did it.

The deer resigned itself and closed its eyes.

At that moment, a clear sound of an arrow breaking the air resounded, and a golden light, like a falling meteor, streaked through the wind.

Through the speeding golden light, a golden arrow could vaguely be seen, growing thicker and longer from thin and short.

In the blink of an eye, the arrow transformed into the thickness of a century-old tree trunk.

Like a golden pillar, it furiously pierced through the giant foot of the corpse demon, nailing it to the ground.

On a distant mountain, a young man holding a bow maintained his shooting stance, the bowstring humming.

Clearly, the shot had come from him.

The young man’s features were three-dimensional and handsome, his dark eyebrows sharp like willow leaves slanting across his temples, his nose high and proud, his lips thin.

As he pursed them lightly, he seemed very earnest and diligent.

He wore a golden light robe embroidered with splendid mountains and sun patterns in gold thread, even his longbow was golden.

In the darkness of night, his entire figure emitted a soft, dazzling light.

He eyed the massive corpse demon in the distance and withdrew another golden long arrow from the Arrow Quiver at his waist.

His gaze serious, he drew the bowstring into a perfect arch.

With fingers tensed, another arrow whooshed out, tracing a brilliant golden streak through the air.

The originally slender arrow, on meeting the wind in the night sky, swelled and with a loud sound, formidably pierced through another foot of the corpse demon.

He dropped the longbow, which immediately transformed into a giant golden sun bird, carrying him fast as lightning, quickly arriving at this area of the world.

Seeing the newcomer, Wen Yu, hidden behind the boulder, looked incredibly excited.

The man stood against the wind on the giant golden bird, looking down at the many mortals below, his sharp brow slightly furrowed as if encountering a terribly troublesome matter.

Yet amid the corpse demon’s continual roars, he did not hesitate much longer, directing the golden bird closer to the ground.

Looking down at the group of mortals, he seemed somewhat unaccustomed to seeing so many people for the first time, an inappropriately nervous expression crossing his handsome face.

He slowly said, “All…

all of you…

come on board.”

The people, who had just stood up, were nearly floored again.

Who would have thought this man, who appeared as majestic and handsome as a Heavenly God, would stutter so when he spoke?

However, this made him seem more approachable.

No longer hesitating, several people in groups carried Baili An’s burning body, and even a sword and umbrella, onto the golden bird.

Of course, the tightly bound little deer was not forgotten and was also lifted onto it.

“Is…

is it you?”

Behind the boulder, Wen Yu’s female Disciple staggered forward, her beautiful face filled with joy.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the young man in the golden robe; blushing excitedly and shyly, she stammered, “You saved me again…”

Seeing the young woman, the young man in the golden robe also revealed a shy, bashful flush, his awkward face squeezing out a somewhat foolish smile.

He flashed a set of bright white teeth: “Miss…

Miss, this…

this place…

is dangerous, let’s…

leave here first?”

Wen Yu’s female Disciple nodded repeatedly, a happy, naïve smile on her face as she turned back to beckon her master and junior brother to leave together.

With all the people aboard, the golden bird flew noticeably slower.

Yet as some people looked back, they were surprised to find that the massive ancient corpse had disappeared into the forest, as if it has ceased to exist.

Someone praised loudly, “This Immortal is incredible, he killed the monster with just two arrows.”

The young man in the golden robe stared seriously forward, the golden bird skillfully navigating the mountains, purposely flying in a specific direction.

He opened his mouth to say, “It’s not…

dead, it just…

became smaller.”

“Became smaller?”

“Yes, it became…

smaller, its speed is even…

faster, and a better…

pursuer.”

His speech was infuriatingly slow!

But the content of his words was even more distressing.

Wen Yu’s female disciple paled frightfully, “What?

It’s chasing us?!”

“Don’t…

don’t be afraid.”

The young man in the golden robe seemed to have a fondness for her, as his smile deepened when he faced her.

However, his smile was extremely stiff and awkward, appearing insincere.

The girl who had covered Baili An with the robe lifted it, relieved to see the flames extinguished.

But when they saw the dense lines of blood on Baili An’s body, they couldn’t help but cry out in shock.

The young man in the golden robe shifted his gaze, bending down to look and saw the blood lines wildly retreating towards Baili An’s chest.

Following the trail, he forcefully tore open the collar of Baili An, ripping it with a sound.

The girl screamed and covered her face, “You shameless!”

The young man’s face colored slightly with embarrassment, but his attention was more captured by the moving blood lines on Baili An’s chest.

The blood lines spiraled and roamed around his chest heart area, and finally, the lines sharply outlined, sketching a pattern that emerged in and out of visibility.

It distinctly formed a blood-red flower of the other shore, eerily blooming right over Baili An’s pale heart.

Seeing this, the young man in the golden robe silently buttoned up Baili An’s clothes.

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