Wang Feng flew back to the Celestial Court with Jiang Hanxi, intending to discuss matters concerning the Celestial Realm with the Celestial Court's patriarch.
As soon as Wang Feng and his companion landed at the entrance of the Celestial Court, the Celestial Court's patriarch immediately appeared before them in his physical form.
"Where is our Celestial Court's Holy Maiden Liu? Did you kill her?!"
As soon as the Celestial Ancestor appeared, he hurriedly asked Wang Feng and the other person questions.
For three whole months, there was no trace of them since they left that time, which really worried him.
Jiang Hanxi, who was in Wang Feng's arms, had already landed and stood firmly.
Wang Feng suddenly remembered this, looked around awkwardly, and then slowly spoke:
"Um... wait a minute."
Wang Feng seemed a bit oblivious, disappearing from his spot in a flash before Jiang Hanxi and the Celestial Ancestor's eyes.
But less than half a second later, Wang Feng was back in the same spot in a flash, wrapping his arms around Jiang Hanxi's slender waist.
Whoosh!
As a gentle breeze swept by, only the celestial ancestor, dressed in a yin-yang Daoist robe, remained standing there, completely bewildered.
Jiang Hanxi hadn't even felt the disappointment of seeing Wang Feng abandon her again.
He found himself suddenly in Wang Feng's arms in a flash.
"No matter what, your husband will never abandon you! This is your promise to you!"
Wang Feng, with Jiang Hanxi in his arms, flew towards Liu Qingyao's cottage at lightning speed, muttering incantations as if making a vow.
Jiang Hanxi was held in Wang Feng's arms in a daze, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at Wang Feng's handsome face.
When the two reappeared, they were already in front of Liu Qingyao's modern-style house.
The entrance to the modern-style cabin is still blocked by a wooden board, the same one Wang Feng took out to cover it up three months ago.
“Ah... no, this is my wooden plank!” (扌: to hit)
Wang Feng paused in his jump after releasing Jiang Hanxi, quickly retracting his foot and muttering something under his breath.
Then, under Jiang Hanxi's gaze, which held a hint of sweetness, Wang Feng carefully put away the magical wooden board.
As the view inside came into view, Wang Feng and his companion looked inside and then stepped inside.
As Wang Feng and his companion entered the house, they found a figure bound by a spirit-binding rope lying on the ground, breathing weakly.
Liu Qingyao lay on the ground with her eyes gently closed, her entire body bound by the spirit-binding rope for the past three months.
In addition to the chilling wound inflicted by Jiang Hanxi earlier, and the energy depletion from the beating Wang Feng had given him, his body was also recovering from the physical exhaustion.
As a result, there was no flow of spiritual energy in her body at this moment, and she had not eaten or drunk anything. She was already extremely hungry and felt very thin.
Wang Feng frowned slightly, looking at Liu Qingyao's somewhat withered skin, and thought to himself, "Serves her right."
Although Liu Qingyao felt like she was about to die, her eyes still moved slightly when she heard the sound, but she was too weak to open them again.
Ignoring her weakness, Wang Feng lifted the rope on her back and pulled Jiang Hanxi back towards the Celestial Court.
During the journey, Wang Feng was still thinking about how to quickly break through to the Great Emperor Realm. He didn't know when Fang Tian's Immortal Ascension Altar would be activated.
The task is displayed within a hundred years.
But Wang Feng, with his experience, knew that it might not really be a hundred years!
As Wang Feng traversed the air with the two of them, he was about to check his panel, intending to convert resources into Origin Points for the lottery.
Suddenly, the earth began to rumble, and the dust and sand on the ground trembled wildly, flying everywhere in an instant!
Wang Feng was startled, thinking that something similar to the flying sand wall from the ground was about to fly out.
However, he had no time to pay attention to it at the moment, and stopped looking at the system panel. He accelerated and headed towards the Celestial Court.
The already short distance was covered almost instantly with Wang Feng's acceleration.
But the next second his expression turned serious. This tremor was not limited to the area they had just been in!
Rather... the entire Western Desert!
Wang Feng, holding Liu Qingyao and gripping Jiang Hanxi's hand, felt a vague unease.
Will the thing you least want to happen just happen to you?
They're only at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm! Hopefully, it's just a natural disaster and not the activation of the Immortal Ascension Altar.
Wang Feng pulled Jiang Hanxi and flew rapidly towards the inner part of the Celestial Court, but when he saw the scene below, his heart began to race.
As if receiving some kind of instruction, each disciple quickly and in unison began to fly outwards.
Wang Feng didn't know where they were going, nor did he have time to pay attention; the violent shaking and tremors made him very uneasy.
The hand that was holding Jiang Hanxi's tightened involuntarily. Jiang Hanxi was lost in thought at the moment, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
Whoosh!
Just then, a figure appeared. The Immortal Court Ancestor frowned as he looked at Wang Feng and hurriedly reached out to beckon.
Seeing this, Wang Feng moved his mind and withdrew the spirit-binding rope from Liu Qingyao's body. Liu Qingyao then flew towards the Celestial Ancestor.
"What a pity... If you two had a few more years, perhaps..."
The Celestial Ancestor looked at the two with a furrowed brow, his tone tinged with regret.
He hadn't expected this great calamity to come so soon.
"System! Has that old scoundrel Fang Tian's Ascension Altar been activated!?"
Despite the intense tremors, Wang Feng saw the Celestial Ancestor in this state and hurriedly asked the system in his mind.
But the system doesn't need to say anything more, because...
Whoosh whoosh! !
A series of ear-piercing beams of light shot into the sky from the horizon, and not only Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi looked up at the sky at the same time.
Countless cultivators across the continent were also looking up at the sky, their faces solemn.
Even at the closest distance to the three giants of the Heavenly Cang, several blood-red beams of light shot up.
Countless crimson beams of light shot straight into the sky, plunging the entire continent into panic.
Whoosh whoosh! !
Countless small altars slowly broke through the soil and settled into the ground, continuously emitting the accumulated blood energy towards the sky.
One after another, countless, utterly countless, so densely packed that anyone with trypophobia would probably faint!
"Come on! Let us borrow your Celestial Court's large teleportation array!"
Wang Feng had no time to think about anything else. He tightened his grip on Jiang Hanxi's hand and ran to the Celestial Ancestor, calling out to him.
He wanted to go back to the Sword Sect to find Jian Xianyu, but time didn't seem to allow him to do so.
Buzzing!
At this moment, the entire continent began to tremble violently, and the entire Tiancang Continent, along with countless living beings, began to shake.
Every cultivator on the continent trembled with fear at this moment, staring wide-eyed at the streaks of blood-red light in the sky.
Wang Feng felt as if the Tiancang Continent had been suddenly pulled by something, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.
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