Immortal Execution Order (1)

Storm Peak Mountains!

Ka-boom!

Thunder tore through the sky, casting everything into a shroud of pitch darkness as torrents of rain poured endlessly from the heavens, the air filled with scent of mud.

Pat! Pat! Pat!

The raindrops, sharp as blades, sliced through the muddy terrain, making each step a grueling challenge.

"How many days have I been trapped inside heveanly prison?" Su Xiaobai muttered, grimacing as he scaled the cliff, the crashing rain stinging his face.

His clothes were soaked through, clinging to his body as the raindrops slapped against him with powerfull force.

A sense of bad omen settled over him, amplified by the damp chill seeping into his bones.

"What is this?"

As he climbed, his vision blurred.

Bewildered, he ran his hand through his hair, only to realize it did not smell like rainwater.

"Gasp!"

His hand was smeared with blood.

"Blood..."

Heart pounding, he glanced upwards, and to his horror, saw a small stream of blood mixed with water trickling down the cliff face.

His expression froze as he comprehended the reality before him.

'It can't be!'

Panic seized him, and he sprinted to the clearing, hoping to wash away the blood.

"Inhale.... Inhale...."

As he reached the open area, his breath came in ragged gasps, his face looked aged beyond its years, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

Where once stood a majestic castle, his home, now lay in ruins, reduced to mere debris.

Dead bodies littered the ground, each step he took felt like sinking into a nightmare.

Squish!

Squish!

With each step, his boots sank into the blood-soaked mud.

The rain, once clear, now ran red with blood, creating a river of blood that flowed through the wreckage.

Thump... Thump....

Thump...

Su Xiaobai's heart pounded louder than the thunder as he stepped over fallen beams and shattered stone, his eyes scanning the carnage.

"No... this can't be real..." he whispered, his voice trembling as he scanned the devastation with a darkened face.

Corpses of unknown origin lay strewn about, their lifeless eyes staring blankly at the stormy sky.

Some were brutally cut down, their bodies twisted in unnatural angles.

Others bore the marks of powerful spells, their flesh charred or frozen.

It was a massacre.

His eyes fell upon a small, lifeless figure—a lion cub with white fur.

Su Xiaobai froze, his heart clenching in agony.

"Pang Nue'er..." he murmured, his fists tightening as he knelt beside the cub.

He gently picked it up, desperately checking for any sign of breath.

"Pang Nue'er... Where is mother or Xiaomei... Have you seen them?" he asked, his voice cracking, barely able to restrain his tears.

"...mew...mewww..."

The cub, barely whispering, let out a faint whimper.

Snap!

The next moment, its neck turned limp, its fur already soaked in blood.

"No... no..." Su Xiaobai choked out, his mind reeling from the shock.

This was Su Xiaomei's magical beast, Pang Nue'er.

His little sister would never abandon it as long as she had life in her body.

"Xiaomei! Mother!" he shouted into the storm, his voice lost in the thunderous roar.

Desperation gripped him as he looked around, each sight of destruction and death piercing his heart.

"RELEASE!"

In another corner of the cliff stood a woman, proud and tall, clad in resplendent crimson armor. Her long blonde hair flowed like a golden banner, giving her the aura of a celestial battlemaiden.

Her lips quivered as she gave the order.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

The cavalry, hidden until now, rose with their majestic steeds, cloaked in dark mantles.

They were the infamous Blood Cavalry of the Azure Dragon Clan, feared and revered across the Immortal Cloud Continent.

The blood of their enemies was used to forge and enhance their armors after each victorious battle.

They wielded the severed heads of their foes on their spears, symbols of their unparalleled honor.

Such a prestigious army would never resort to dishonorable means to achieve victory.

Yet, their commander was Captain Xu Lia, a woman of complex pasts.

Once a mere servant girl to Long Lifen, she was deeply loyal to the Azure Dragon Clan for the kindness show by them.

Later, she began as one of the Blood Cavalry soldiers and rose to the rank of one of the three captains.

Eventually, she retired as a Star Guardian, continuing to serve Long Lifen, burdened by the guilt of the countless lives she had taken.

Now, she stood once again as one of the three captains of this legendary Blood Cavalry.

At her command, her loyal soldiers released their arrows, thousands of them soaring into the stormy sky like harbingers of judgment.

The arrows rained down, each one glinting with lethal precision, transforming the night into a spectacle of impending doom.

The ground trembled beneath the onslaught, as if the heavens themselves were weeping for the lives about to be extinguished.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Thousands of flaming arrows, powerful enough to cripple an army of nascent soul stage cultivators, descended upon the spot where Su Xiaobai knelt, gently laying Pang Nue'er's body on the ground.

His back tingled with an ominous sensation, and in that instant, he realized the truth—it was a trap, a despicable one at that!

Click!

Clink!

Clink!

The arrows struck his trembling body with powerful force. Su Xiaobai clutched the ground, ducking to protect his head, letting the arrows batter against his back.

He poured all his profound qi into triggering his Invincible Body technique.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

"Argh..." he groaned as one by one, his meridians began to burst, and his veins bulged ominously.

Blood trickled from his mouth, the pain excruciating.

Even if he survived, living with a crippled body seemed a fate worse than death.

Su Xiaobai gritted his teeth, the sight of his struggle reflecting in the calm eyes of Sun Liang, who stood beside Xu Lia, as serene as the ocean.

Xu Lia's gaze remained fixed on the battlefield, her face a mask of determination.

"The trap is set, Captain Xu," Sun Liang standing next to her, remarked, his voice cold and calculating."The prey is ensnared."

Xu Lia nodded, her eyes never leaving the writhing form of Su Xiaobai. "Yes, the Blood Cavalry never fails."

As the flaming arrows continued to rain down, Su Xiaobai's thoughts raced. Memories of his family, their smiles, their laughter—now reduced to this scene of blood and fire.

"I cannot fall here... not yet," he thought, steeling himself against the pain.

He gathered his remaining strength, summoning the last reserves of his profound qi.

With a defiant roar, he pushed himself up, the arrows still embedded in his flesh.

Squish!

Squish!

As the first arrow pierced through his flesh, the rest followed in swift succession.

"Miss... I have finally avenged your honor..." Xu Lia's eyes trembled, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed.

The humiliation Long Lifen endured, she believed, was all due to Su Xiaobai.

Until this stain was erased from the world, she would not be able to sleep without nightmares.

She was the girl who had escorted Sun Liang that fateful day to the Sapphire Lake to meet Long Lifen.

But the sight that greeted her filled her veins with anguish and fury.

If Sun Liang hadn't stopped her in time, she would have killed Su Xiaobai right then and there.

Fortunately, he had saved her, preventing the blame for Su Xiaobai's death from falling upon the Long family and further tarnishing their reputation.

"He is a stain on the legacy of Guardian Sheng," Xu Lia thought bitterly, recalling the once-renowned guardian Hua Sheng.

His mysterious death still echoed in whispers across the continent.

Though no one spoke openly, everyone knew it was related either to Matriarch Su or Su Xiaobai.

She believed she was finally cleansing that stain.

"Blood Cavalry! Halt—we do not slaughter the dead!"

She raised her hand and commanded, and instantly the hundreds of soldiers stopped, their eyes still gleaming fiercely.

The battlefield was silent but for the patter of rain and the distant rumble of thunder.

Xu Lia's heart was heavy, yet a sense of grim satisfaction washed over her.

The man responsible for so much pain and dishonor now lay defeated.

"Miss Long Lifen, your honor is restored," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible over the storm. "The Blood Cavalry has avenged you."