Chapter 628 - 287: Master, I Don’t Want to Leave Anymore

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Duan Chaolong turned around and glared at Liu Erniu with bloodshot eyes. The words that Liu Erniu hadn’t finished saying were instantly swallowed back into his throat, and he no longer dared to make a sound, returning to the submissive demeanor he had before.

Duan Chaolong estimated the distance between himself and the black mist, then introspected to examine the little spiritual power he had left.

After fleeing continuously for two days and nights, even if his body and spiritual power could still hold up, his spirit had reached its limit.

He had to find a place to rest.

Flying a bit further, he passed by numerous abandoned villages and cities.

To his surprise, Duan Chaolong discovered signs of life in a small town!

There were also slight fluctuations of an array there!

After pondering for a moment, he decided to go take a look.

Maybe it was a safe zone left by the Immortal Dao Alliance, with special means of protection, who knows.

Pressing down on the flying sword, the master and disciple flew low, and soon arrived outside the small town.

Duan Chaolong looked inside; the town was filled with elderly folks in their twilight years.

They were moving stools, holding tea, gathering in small groups on the roadsides, or simply sitting on the ground under the shade, chatting freely about everything under the sun.

Occasionally, they would burst into laughter at some funny story, with a few elders laughing so hard they’d choke a few times, adding fuel to the merriment.

Seeing the master and disciple arriving on the sword, those elders merely glanced at them, then turned away, continuing their own conversations.

Duan Chaolong bore a puzzled look, not understanding, as he lifted his magic sword and slowly stepped into the town’s area.

Tier Three Evil-Repelling Array?

As soon as he entered, he felt the reassuring sensation brought by the array, experiencing a smooth flow of spiritual power.

Even though the pervasive black mist in the air could be largely blocked by the power of the Spirit Vein Dragon, it still posed a tremendous burden on the divine soul.

This was also why Duan Chaolong, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, was already overburdened after just controlling the sword for two days and nights.

Despite being utterly exhausted, he dared not relax.

The entire town was peculiar!

Who wouldn’t flee for their lives when the apocalypse comes, leaving their old folks here to await death?

And the Tier Three Evil-Repelling Array, what can it do to make their final moments comfortable?

Indeed, it could only make their final moments a bit more comfortable at best.

An array of this level could only block some lingering secondary power of corruption.

Once the concentration increased, it would be nothing more than a glass ball that could shatter at a touch.

Liu Erniu followed his master submissively.

After taking only about seven or eight meters, he couldn’t withstand the pressure from the gazes of several elders, and surrendered.

Before he was taken away for cultivation, he was from a farming background.

He had never seen such casual mortals when facing cultivators.

Even the old village chief, who once gained the title of scholar, was always respectful.

Liu Erniu couldn’t help but ask, "Dare I ask, elder, with the world ending, why are you all still here and haven’t left? Is it because the Imperial Court is neglectful, or do the cultivators of the Immortal Dao Alliance find it troublesome?"

"Oh, little immortal master, the Imperial Court treats us well. Every six months or so, a great immortal master, who is addressed as True Man, personally comes to take us away," the kindly old man puffed on his pipe. "But we folks are old, our legs are not agile, and we don’t want to leave our homeland."

"Indeed," another old man chimed in, "We’ve toiled our whole lives, and don’t have many years left. Following the immortal masters on a long journey, we might die halfway. So rather than that, we might as well bury ourselves here!"

"Exactly, exactly."

"All the stubborn coffin dodgers in a ten-mile radius who don’t want to leave are in Li Family Town now!"

"The road to the teleportation array is extremely far, our legs can’t take us there."

"The great immortal masters left us plenty of food, and there’s that thing called an array at the town center, they said it could make us more comfortable. We don’t understand, but the great immortal masters are surely good people!"

"Ha, I tell you, we get to enjoy the life of gentlemen one last time. Not tilling fields when the sun is high, but sipping tea on the streets, that’s a real treat!"

"Ah yes, isn’t it..."

"..."

The old men and women kept chattering away, soon leaving the master and disciple aside, continuing their conversations.

Liu Erniu wanted to ask more, but Duan Chaolong was already growing impatient.

"The black mist will catch up to us in half a day at most, do you want to stay here and wait for death too?"

He snorted coldly, threw down those words, and walked away, heading straight toward the array core at the center of the town.

There, the purification power was the strongest, meditating and recovering next to the array core was the most stable.

Even though there were only some defenseless mortals here, Duan Chaolong still adhered to the principle of being cautious in every situation.

If it weren’t for the effectiveness of this authentic Tier Three Array, he really wouldn’t want to recover among these mortals.

The more people there are, the greater the possibility of unexpected events occurring.

A small, cautiously cautious Foundation Establishment cultivator had lived by carefully guarding his life.

Reaching the array core at the center of town, located in the middle of an open space, Duan Chaolong inspected the spiritual qi reserves of the array. After confirming, he instructed his disciple to stand guard.

He sat cross-legged, activated an alarm talisman, and then mobilized the Spirit Vein Dragon, using its pure spiritual power to restore himself.