Luo Tangtang scanned the area, suddenly feeling like not many people were missing after all.
The group walked straight to the Supreme Immortal Sect’s gathering spot, where Elders were waiting for them. Seeing that Yun Shayi and the others were unharmed, the Elder breathed a sigh of relief.
“Elder Sun, where is Venerable Zhi He?” Qi Xiaobai asked with some curiosity.
“Such a major incident occurred in the mystic realm, so the Venerable and others have gone to investigate. For now, you should rest here and recover your energy.”
“Oh.” Qi Xiaobai nodded, pulling Luo Tangtang to a corner.
“Why are you pulling me?” Luo Tangtang looked bewildered.
Qi Xiaobai’s gaze landed on what Luo Tangtang was holding. The little qilin instantly buried its head in Luo Tangtang’s embrace.
“You came to find me just for this guy?” Luo Tangtang asked, raising an eyebrow.
Qi Xiaobai immediately shook his head. His large eyes darted around, and he lowered his voice, “Don’t you think Senior Sister is a bit strange? I always feel like she has something on her mind.”
Something on her mind? Luo Tangtang looked at the person in the distance, currently being questioned by an Elder. She looked serious, but Luo Tangtang also felt she seemed to be spacing out.
Withdrawing her gaze, she gently shook her head. “I’m not sure either.”
Qi Xiaobai was about to say something else when sudden conversations broke out nearby.
“Did you find any treasures in the mystic realm?”
…
“?” Qi Xiaobai and Luo Tangtang perked up their ears simultaneously.
“Treasures? I didn’t even see a single weed,” someone replied angrily, but realizing the people nearby were looking at him, he quietly lowered his voice again.
“Everyone said top-grade immortal herbs are everywhere in this Extreme North Mystic Realm, and inheritance grounds are countless, but I’ve been in for so long and didn’t see anything.”
“Exactly.” Someone else nearby echoed in agreement.
“I don’t know what kind of bad luck I had, landing in a spooky place so quiet there wasn’t even a bird sound. Not only did I get nothing, but I also ran into a Desert Fire Eagle and nearly lost my life there.”
“Right, there were so few demon beasts encountered? Even strong ones were rare. Sigh, didn’t get much training at all.”
Speaking of this, the crowd grew increasingly noisy, mostly complaining about their trip to the mystic realm.
“You guys are lucky, you know? A few people, unknowingly stumbled into a Golden-Winged Great Peng’s nest. As a result, some died, some were injured. The scene was truly tragic.”
Someone suddenly blurted this out. As soon as the words fell, the surroundings instantly fell silent.
The male cultivator who had been speaking was baffled by the scene, somewhat confused about the situation. A group of people suddenly stared at him, and he immediately felt a bit awkward.
“Tragic? How tragic?” A cold female voice sounded from behind.
Only then did the male cultivator realize someone was standing behind him. He hastily turned his head. It was a demonic cultivator in a black dress. She was extremely cold and stunningly beautiful, with strange runes drawn on her exquisite face. She wore silver rings on her ankles and wrists, her figure was slender, but her eyes were sharp and cold.
She just quietly stared at the male cultivator like that, making his scalp tingle. He stumbled backward a few steps.
The male cultivator seemed to be a rogue cultivator. When the people around him saw that he had brought trouble upon himself by speaking carelessly to a demonic cultivator, they dispersed away from him.
“I… Did I offend you somehow, fellow cultivator?” The male cultivator stammered, suppressing his fear.
“Fellow cultivator? Are you sure? I’m a demonic cultivator!” Hua Ziyi suddenly scoffed.
“It’s nothing.” Hua Ziyi extended a fair fingertip, and a small silver snake coiled around it. “It’s just that someone said I was tragic, so I came to recognize the face.”
Luo Tangtang silently lit a candle for that male cultivator. From the moment the woman appeared, she immediately knew who she was—Hua Ziyun’s sister, Hua Ziyi, a born demon, with demon marks on her face. She had an extremely arrogant personality, and her greatest hobby was undermining her own sister.
Luo Tangtang had a very deep impression of her because this woman’s thought process was unusual and very strange; she especially held grudges.
For example, right now, she stared intently at the male cultivator for a few seconds, then her eyes scanned him up and down, scrutinizing him carefully again, as if to engrave his appearance in her mind.
The male cultivator’s face looked awkward. “This was unintentional. I hope you… forgive me.”
“No forgiveness, and it’s not over.” Hua Ziyi’s eyes moved slightly, spitting out these words from her red lips.
Where did I hear that line before? Standing nearby, Luo Tangtang felt a sense of familiarity.
Luo Tangtang immediately understood. This woman was likely looking for trouble.
“Who is this woman? Such a bad temper.”
Qi Xiaobai held back, held back, but couldn’t hold back anymore and couldn’t help but complain.
My family background is so strong, and I’m not this pushy, am I? This woman is too much.
“What did you say?” Hua Ziyi, who had been staring intently at the male cultivator, swept her gaze towards Qi Xiaobai with fierce eyes.
A tearing sound cut through the air, and a black-gold flying dagger shot straight towards Qi Xiaobai’s face.
Luo Tangtang’s eyes narrowed, and the long sword in her hand was already thrown out. The black-gold flying dagger was instantly knocked to the ground.
The scene immediately became tense, the atmosphere growing stiff. Some demonic cultivators also silently stood beside Hua Ziyi. It must be said, demonic cultivators were still very united at this time.
Several Elders rushed over, appearing in the center in an instant.
“Junior Sister.” Yun Shayi appeared beside Luo Tangtang, pushing her behind herself.
Elder Sun frowned, looking at Hua Ziyi, and said in a deep voice, “Fighting is prohibited during the mystic realm period. Are you trying to break the rules?”
Hua Ziyi’s eyes were cold, and she replied concisely, “The mystic realm is already closed.”
“Tangtang, why do I feel something isn’t right?” Just then, the little qilin whispered into Luo Tangtang’s ear.
Almost as soon as it spoke, several black dots in the sky far away rapidly flew towards them.
“Why are you all standing around? Run!” In her extreme speed, Hua Ziyun’s meticulously applied makeup looked somewhat messy, and her hair was disheveled, but her face held a hint of excitement. She shouted to Hua Ziyi, “Fallen God Island is about to be destroyed, leave this place quickly.”
Behind her were Venerable Zhi He and Elders from several other sects also rushing at high speed, their faces looking grim.
“What are you still frozen for, hurry up and leave!” Venerable Zhi He said in a deep voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, an earth-shattering sound came from Fallen God Island. Nameless flames burned on the island, smoke billowing everywhere.
Only then did they seem to react. In an instant, flying magic artifacts filled the sky.
The fire was azure blue. Even from a distance, one could feel the power within it, capable of destroying the heavens and earth. The flames swept through everything like a tide. The smell of burning filled the air everywhere. Some flying birds tried to escape, but the flames, like nimble snakes, coiled around them and then devoured them.
The island floating in the sky was constantly breaking apart and disintegrating, like a dormant beast suddenly striking.
In mid-air, tiny tendrils of dark fire suddenly appeared, quietly approaching their prey like tentacles.
Screams echoed, a continuous chorus, rising and falling without end. The flames seemed sentient, suddenly appearing in mid-air, scorching the bodies of cultivators.
“This fire is weird, hurry and go!” Someone shouted this. The flames immediately lunged at that person. Within the sea of fire, no corpse remained.
A massive formation appeared on Fallen God Island. The originally golden runes gradually turned dark red. The flames sprouted tentacles, tossing cultivators into the formation one by one.
“Blood sacrifice?” Yun Shayi tightened her grip on Luo Tangtang’s hand.
The Extreme North Mystic Realm was just a facade, a trap set to lure prey into the net. Its real purpose was to devour flesh and blood to gain immense power. Who was this for? For whose resurrection?
At this moment, a guess surfaced in everyone’s minds – The God!
For thousands of years, the God had fallen, nourishing the spirits and demon beasts of Fallen God Island. As they gradually grew and multiplied, various demon beast races rose and appeared, forming a massive living entity.
When the time was ripe, these living entities would be discarded, turning into nourishment to feed the God, allowing him to resurrect.
Is the time ripe now? Luo Tangtang looked at the flames in the sky, wantonly devouring everything.
“Hehe… I will devour you all, stay here.” The formation on Fallen God Island suddenly expanded, spreading towards the distance, enveloping them.
“Damn it, we can’t get out!” Someone gritted their teeth. In front of them, there seemed to be a barrier standing tall, like a heavenly chasm.
Venerable Zhi He stood on the Supreme Immortal Sect’s ship-shaped flying artifact, his face also unprecedentedly solemn. He took out a whisk and gently waved it, cutting off the incoming flames with an overwhelming momentum.
For easier protection, almost all the Supreme Immortal Sect disciples were on the ship. The other Elders who had come along were also scattered in various corners.
The Netherworld Azure Flame had an extremely high temperature. Even the barriers created by everyone using their spiritual energy couldn’t withstand the heat.
Luo Tangtang felt as if she had been pulled out of water, her entire body drenched in sweat.
Some disciples who were already severely injured had no means to protect themselves and were now lying on the ground, wailing.
Yun Shayi furrowed her brow, looking into the distance. The next moment, chilling cold energy overflowed from her body.
“Senior Sister, are you crazy?! If you do this, your spiritual energy won’t last!” Qi Xiaobai looked at Yun Shayi as if he had seen a ghost.
He was also in a sorry state, desperately resisting the Netherworld Azure Flame. He could barely hold on, yet Senior Sister was recklessly releasing her spiritual energy as if she didn’t care about her life.
In the blink of an eye, the large ship had reached the edge of the barrier. The flames also broke through the protective shield at this moment. Clusters of flames instantly spread out, leaping onto cultivators and then devouring them.
“All disciples, retreat further!” Several figures appeared in mid-air. These flames had existed for who knows how long and had devoured too much flesh and blood. If they didn’t join forces now, none of them, acting alone, would be able to leave easily.
Vast spiritual energy transformed into sharp blades, impacting the barrier, producing a deafening tearing sound that was extremely harsh.
One strike, two strikes, after several strikes, the barrier, which had been hard as iron, showed cracks like a spiderweb and began to shatter.
The magic artifacts that had been paused in mid-air all rushed towards it together, and the barrier instantly collapsed.
Everyone scrambled to get away, fleeing in a chaotic rush. Behind them, the flames erupted like lava, shooting towards the sky. Rocks cracked and collapsed, but then everything returned to silence in an instant, only the tragic roars could be heard.