Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded and raised her hand. The [Boundary Bell] that had been hanging above everyone's heads for more than four months suddenly trembled, and ripples spread from it, sweeping across the entire sea.
The next moment, the [Realm Bell], which had released its cultivation form, slowly descended from the sky. The bell gradually shrank and finally landed in Cheng Xiaoxiao's palm.
Cheng Xiaoxiao's mind moved, and the [Realm Bell] turned into a flower-wrapped bracelet and was worn on her wrist.
At the same time, everyone living in the base felt their whole body lighten, as if some kind of shackles had been opened, and they became extremely light.
What's more, his realm began to rise rapidly, and his mental strength also skyrocketed.
——Boom!
Bursts of thunder sounded, and clusters of thunderclouds gathered above the base, roughly five hundred of them.
The area with the densest thunderclouds is the one above Xiaoyao Sect.
Among the more than 200 disciples selected by Yuan Mo, one-third broke through a major realm, and the remaining two-thirds broke through one or two minor realms.
Although the number may seem scary, it is understandable if you think about it carefully.
After all, opening the [Realm Bell] in the form of cultivation is like putting a 'shackle' weighing twenty to thirty pounds on everyone. Under the confinement of this 'shackle', they practiced 'under the weight' day after day. Now that their 'shackle' has been opened, their cultivation and mental strength, which have been under oppression for a long time, naturally began to 'rebel' and began to feed back to themselves, so this scene happened.
——Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The sound of breaking wind was heard endlessly, and figures rushed up into the sky from the crowd, fighting against their own heavenly tribulations.
In a short while, they were torn to pieces by the heavenly calamity, and black smoke was coming out of their bodies, like evil spirits from hell.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at them and secretly felt relieved. Fortunately, Tiandao’s father loved her, otherwise she would have become like them.
Tiandao behind the thundercloud seemed to have sensed something, and his gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Cheng Xiaoxiao.
It muttered to itself, "That girl seems to miss me. Should I send down a thunderbolt to say hello to her?"
"Forget it, I'll make it up to her next time she goes through the tribulation!"
——Boom boom boom!
The continuous roar of thunder made everyone's ears hurt. Someone picked his ears and said to the man next to him, "Oh my god! My ears are so busy!"
Man: "What did you say? Speak louder!"
The man paused, then suddenly raised his voice, "I~said~ that~ my~ ears~ are~ too~ busy~ to~ come~!"
Man: "No need to be so loud, I'm not deaf, I can hear you!!!"
That person: “…”
…
Half an hour later.
The thunder in the sky gradually subsided and slowly returned to calm. The people who had just survived the heavenly tribulation returned to the team in high spirits, facing everyone's envious gazes.
Their bodies, which had been torn to pieces by the heavenly calamity, all recovered as the last bolt of lightning fell. Except for their pale faces, there was nothing else wrong with them.
Seeing that everyone had returned to the team, Yuan Mo looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao and said, "Disciple, you can leave now."
Cheng Xiaoxiao understood and immediately said in her heart, "Mianmian, start the journey."
Cheng Mianmian's voice rang out from Cheng Xiaoxiao's mind, "Okay, Master, please choose the world, time, and place to travel to."
Cheng Xiaoxiao turned to look at Yuan Mo, "Master, when will we return?"
Yuan Mo frowned and pondered for a moment, "Let's go back to three months before the demons broke the seal!"
Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded and said to Cheng Mianmian in her heart, "Return to the First World.
Time: Three months before the clan broke the seal.
Location: The former site of Xiaoyao Sect.
Cheng Mianmian: "Okay, locating the master... locating... locating completed... time travel begins."
As soon as Cheng Mianmian finished speaking, a white light spread out from around Cheng Xiaoxiao, covering all 220 selected disciples of Xiaoyao Sect.
With a flash of light, Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group disappeared above the base.
After watching Cheng Xiaoxiao and the others disappear, the Xiaoyao Sect was left with only a large empty space, and the remaining disciples suddenly felt a little empty in their hearts.
They hoped that Yuan Mo and Lan Wangyou could come back, but they also knew that this was probably a luxury. Canglan Realm was Yuan Mo and Lan Wangyou's home, and who wouldn't miss home?!
…
Canglan Realm.
Xuanyang Sect, a courtyard somewhere.
"Oh!" A sigh came from the courtyard.
Yu Yao held a chess piece between his fingers, looking at the black piece on the chessboard, whose retreat routes had been cut off by the white piece. His brows furrowed tightly, "We lost again!"
He placed the chess piece between his fingers back into the chess basket and looked up at Wu Daozi sitting across from him. "Old Wu! Your chess skills are still so superb!"
Wu Daozi glanced at him, then slowly picked up the white pieces on the chessboard. He said calmly, "If I can't even beat a lousy chess player like you, I might as well not play chess anymore."
Yu Yao's face darkened, and he wanted to cover his mouth. "Shut up! If Old Yuan hadn't run away, would I have played chess with you? Aren't you just asking for trouble?"
He changed the subject and continued, "But it's strange, how could the Xiaoyao Sect disappear overnight?"
Wu Daozi paused as he picked up the chess piece. His gaze fell on Yu Yao, and he said quietly, "It's quite strange."
"When we went over to check, there was only a huge deep pit left where Xiaoyao Sect had been. We also checked the surrounding area and didn't see any signs of fighting. It was as if..."
"Like what?"
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