The Frantic Search

Several Dark Ones were waiting motionless at the edge of the altar, as if some more terrifying existence was about to descend, and they were merely servants in waiting.

A dozen young lives, their faces pale, some with sunken cheeks and eye sockets, were emaciated, their skin snow-white, their hair like snow.

The reason they were left alone was that the Dark Ones had already accepted their existence as a continuous supply of Life Source Energy to open the path between the two worlds.

Su Chen was furious, his fists clenched tightly.

Having been fighting on the front lines all this time, he had only heard of the cult’s deeds but had rarely seen them firsthand.

The group of people bound by metal wires, though their hair was white, were not old.

They too were once vibrant young people.

They too had dreamed of one day going to the front lines to kill the enemy.

And now, they might never be able to fight on the front lines.

The loss of their Life Source Energy would cause them to age faster than their peers.

Perhaps when others were still in their forties, they would already look like sixty-year-old men.

Furthermore, their physical health could no longer be guaranteed.

Perhaps it would be a minor illness every three days and a major one every ten.

Or perhaps they would die directly from a disease, never to see the beautiful world again.

Su Chen gripped the hilt of his saber tightly.

A massive amount of energy particles spun wildly inside him, forming a huge vortex.

Immense power surged forth, and a cerulean light emerged from countless acupoints.

In his mind’s eye, a gold-red long saber overlaid the one in his hand, emitting a dazzling dawn-like radiance.

At this moment, Su Chen transformed into a crimson stream of light, shooting out from the doorway and directly cutting the several remaining, unsuspecting Dark Ones in half at the waist.

Fly-blue blood splattered out, landing on the ground.

With a flick of his long saber, all the blood droplets fell off; not a single one landed on the body on his back.

Several of the Moon-tier Dark Ones tried to prop up their half-bodies, attempting to make a final attack on the enemy who had his back to them with the pillar-swords in their hands.

But with a single swing of the gold-red long saber, a deafening roar whistled through the air, sending the few Dark Ones flying.

With a bang, they crashed against the wall.

Then, he slashed at the deep black altar.

The seemingly indestructible black altar shattered into pieces under several flashes of the blade and collapsed with a rumble.

The students, who had been placed in a corner, let out a low “hmph~”, and their pained expressions relaxed a great deal.

The shackles on their bodies had been released.

Su Chen quickly rushed forward, searching through the crowd one by one.

Having not seen him for many years, Su Chen wasn’t confident he could find him in one go.

“Where is he? Su Xuan… No… not this one either!”

Su Chen examined them one by one, but none of the faces matched the one in his memory.

Which meant his little brother was not in this group.

Then where did he go?

“Su Xuan… don’t scare your big brother like this…”

The calm Su Chen, the always composed Su Chen, was in a panic.

He could be certain that the one he was looking for was truly not in this group.

His little brother was really not in here!

Was he dead? Or was it a false report? Or had he already escaped and was hiding somewhere?

He didn’t know. Su Chen didn’t know.

He tried to wake one of the sleeping students to ask about his brother, but the person seemed too exhausted, dead asleep.

Su Chen grew anxious.

He searched every corner of the vast room.

Nothing. Still nothing.

His little brother was not here.

Su Chen immediately started heading upstairs, shouting his name at the same time.

“Su Xuan! Where are you?”

In the pitch-black corridor, Su Chen could only hear the chaotic sounds of battle and his own echo.

Su Chen unleashed his perception, searching for Su Xuan’s figure in the dark building.

Not far away, in his consciousness, he saw a pair of figures in pursuit.

Even though he had already made a rough judgment that it couldn’t be his little brother.

Su Chen still rushed over, just for that slim hope.

In the room, a disheveled old man was fighting a Moon-tier Dark One with his slender sword.

The old man had little combat strength left and was being pushed into a corner by the ferocious Dark One.

The old man could only take a few opportunities to roll away and escape a fatal blow.

But the weak energy particles in his body could no longer support his high-intensity movements.

His already aged cells could no longer support the high-intensity energy demands.

“Crack~”

It was the sound of a bone breaking.

The Dark One’s strength was far greater than Wang Xiang’s.

At a dead end, he was forced to clash blades.

Cracks like a spiderweb spread across his right arm bone, and finally, it snapped.

Energy particles suppressed the intense pain.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body was already trembling.

Another blow from the pillar-sword, starting from his right shoulder downwards, his entire body was as if torn apart.

A terrifying and desperate wail filled the entire room, and scarlet blood splattered on the white walls.

The Moon-tier Dark One’s crimson eyes grew brighter, as if enjoying the pleasure of slaughter, enjoying the joy of victory.

“Crunch… crunch!”

The huge pillar-sword came down again.

The withered body was churned into pieces.

This was the Dark God he worshiped, who had personally sent him into the world of death.

Su Chen, who had rushed over at top speed, only saw the mangled body and the Dark One turning around, holding a bloody pillar-sword.

“The person to ask is dead…”

The dead guy was most likely the owner of this villa, the mastermind behind this summoning of the Dark Ones.

On his way here, Su Chen had also received the relevant information.

Perhaps he knew where Su Xuan was?

But now it seemed he was too late.

The blade flashed.

The lunging Moon-tier Dark One was directly split in two in mid-air.

Su Chen kicked the corpse away twice to prevent the sleeping beauty on his back from being contaminated by the filthy bodily fluids.

After searching for a long time, there was still no sign of his little brother in this space.

Su Chen had to admit that his brother was not in this villa.

“Mmm~”

A sleepy murmur came from the girl on his back, as if she were saying something.

“Big~ Bro~ Su Xuan is… here…”

The voice was too quiet.

Even pressed against Su Chen’s ear, he could barely hear her.

‘Did she see Su Xuan? Or does she know Su Xuan?’

Of course, Su Chen did not immediately connect this beautiful girl with his own aloof younger brother.

After all, the gender aspect ruled out any possibility of making that connection.

But her sleep-talking seemed to provide Su Chen with an opportunity.

Once she woke up, he should be able to find out Su Xuan’s whereabouts.

The battle outside was still raging.

For the cultists, who were behind on information, they didn’t know that the god they were waiting for had, in fact, already been cleaned up by Su Chen alone.

Their leaders were dead or had fled.

They were now turtles in a jar, with no way out.

“Mmm… ngh~~”

The beauty on his back frowned, as if showing signs of waking up.

Seeing that she was about to wake, Su Chen decided not to go outside to ask any more questions.

He placed her gently on a sofa and waited for her to wake up.