Chapter 124 Chapter 124
This battle seemed to last for a long time, so long that people forgot the time and only remembered that it got dark again and again, and it was still dark now.
The phoenix paid a small price and cut off one of the wings of the god of death. He wiped the blood from his wrist nonchalantly, and then used the blood as a medium to summon a phoenix fire.
For the God of Death, wings must be very important. The moment he lost his wing, he almost lost all ability to move due to the pain. He didn't care about maintaining his balance and fell to the ground with a painful wail.
The people below were fighting fiercely when they suddenly looked up and found that the most terrifying monster was falling towards them. They were so scared that they jumped on the spot, grabbed their companions and ran away.
Fortunately, the God of Death did not fall to the ground in the end. He was burned clean by the flames in the air, and even the smoke produced by the burning quickly dissipated.
It looks like he walked cleanly and neatly.
A dark object fell out of the flames. Phoenix picked it up and saw that it was an ugly-looking pot. It looked like someone had hit it hard before it was fired.
Mist continued to emanate from the swollen mouth of the can.
"Could the crack be in here?" This thing looked really bizarre. Phoenix originally thought that the space crack would appear in mid-air, just like the portal in the dragon clan's territory, but she didn't expect it to be a jar.
Liuhe also found it incredible, but still gave him a positive answer.
"Okay." Phoenix narrowed her eyes and said, "There's no time to lose. It's time to close the door and thank the guests."
He mobilized the energy in his body according to the way of Liuhe Sect, and smoothed out the space cracks hidden in the jar bit by bit. This operation sounds very simple and crude, but when he actually did it, he found that it was a delicate job.
After all, this crack is nothing else but the wall of the world, which concerns the safety of the entire world. We must not take it lightly.
After Phoenix finally finished all this, she felt weak after a long time.
As Liuhe said, only the power in the godhead can repair the world wall, ordinary energy is simply not enough.
At a certain moment, Phoenix's senses seemed to be in sync with the universe. He clearly felt the existence of the world wall, and also noticed that there were still cracks of varying sizes on it.
Unfortunately, like Liuhe, he could only sense the existence of these cracks but could not determine their specific locations.
They are all hidden away, waiting for the next disaster to strike.
Phoenix sighed softly and said, "Forget it, let's go back first."
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Feng Huang felt that he might not know his best friend well enough.
When he finally found You-Lin, the gang had their backs turned to him, trying to terrorize a human child.
No one knew what expression this guy made, but it scared the naughty kids who originally thought he was a monster so much that they screamed and even cried and crawled away.
You Lin stood up, hummed softly, and shook his clothes, looking very cool. But when he heard the Phoenix cough deliberately, the whole dragon stiffened visibly, and turned around as if nothing had happened.
Then, he lost his composure the first time he saw Phoenix: "Phoenix, you... you saw everything?"
"Hmm? What did I see?" Phoenix said innocently.
"Nothing."
He smiled and threw the ugly jar over: "Take it and play with it."
Once the cracks in the jar are completely repaired, it is just an ordinary ugly jar.
For the monks, the black fog was resolved, and the two most troublesome bosses, one big and one small, were also gone, and the pressure on them was finally reduced by more than half.
Although those monsters did not die with the leader, without the help of the black mist, they were much easier to deal with. At least they would not be resurrected and multiply indefinitely.
When the sky lit up again, these monsters were finally completely eliminated, without leaving any trace.
After making sure everything was safe, people retrieved the bodies of their friends and relatives or some of their belongings from the rubble. They sorted these things out, cried for a while, and then packed up and took them home.
For mortals, no matter what happens today, life must go on.
Chen Ying came to Phoenix's side wearily, holding a well-preserved scroll in his mouth. He seemed to have aged thousands of years in an instant, and even his hair had turned gray.
"I sent him away." Chen Ying said, "He is controlled by humans and has no freedom."
"That child has always been lucky. He will definitely meet a pair of parents who love him very much in his next life." He raised his head and looked at the sky, not knowing whether he was looking at the falling rain or the vivid figure of the cub in his imagination.
Phoenix didn't tell him the truth, but just patted his shoulder gently: "Yes."
As the sun gradually rose, the disaster seemed to be over. Everyone thought so.
It was not until several months later that people realized that the land was no longer habitable. The strange black mist had left an indelible impact.
It is no exaggeration to say that all life has been taken away from this land.
No new life appeared here, even the most stubborn weeds disappeared. The original trees dried up and died, and the land lost its original luster and turned into sand that crumbled at the touch.
In addition, strange symptoms suddenly appeared among the crowd.
The mortals without any cultivation were the first to suffer. Their bodies began to change, and like the corpses before, they began to grow things that shouldn't have grown.
Fortunately or unfortunately, their sanity is not affected at all, and they will eventually watch clearly as they gradually turn into monsters.
Some monks who came to investigate and those who lived there also suffered from mental disorders soon after. Their symptoms were the opposite of those of ordinary people.
People finally realized that something seemed to have changed.
After experiencing chaos again and again, people moved away, and the once bustling and prosperous city became a deserted city in the blink of an eye. The ruins of the past still stand there, as if silently accusing something.
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After the weirdness in the human world was completely cleared, Phoenix returned to the demon clan with You Lin. Before parting, Shen Wuming used a sword technique to exchange a feather for Phoenix.
"Just think of it as a farewell gift between friends." Shen Wuming smiled carefreely.
In fact, he wanted to ask You Lin for some scales, but unfortunately he was rejected on the grounds that removing the scales would cause baldness.
So the two parties gave each other a bottle of weapon care essential oil, and You Lin even gave him an exclusive secret anti-rust type. Both parties felt that they had made a profit.
After some time, Shen Wuming found the mountain that the paper ibis mentioned.
But the target was too vague and the exact location could not be determined for a while. Shen Wuming had no choice but to ask every household, and finally found her master in a dilapidated Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.
The charcoal fire in the house had been extinguished for a long time, and had not even been rekindled. The old man lay quietly on the bed, his eyes staring intently, as if he was waiting for someone.
Apart from regret and disappointment, his face looked relatively calm. He was not suffering from any illness and died of natural causes.
This is a happy funeral.
Shen Wuming said in his heart. But for some reason, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable, with an inexplicable blockage in his heart.
Didn't catch up.
He didn't catch up, and neither did the paper ibis.
In the end, the old man never waited for his two children to come home.
"Why did you two run around? If you hadn't run around, you wouldn't have run into this kind of trouble..."
Shen Wuming thought about the matter carefully, and finally came to one conclusion - fate is playing tricks on people.
He closed the old man's eyes and dug a hole in the backyard of the Taoist temple so that he could rest in peace.
When he was filling the soil at the end, he thought about it and decided to put the things left by the paper ibis in. He took out the scroll and was about to put it in when he was shocked to find that some words appeared in the place that was previously soaked with blood.
"This is...!"