Su Cheng did nothing, nor did he need to do anything.
To do this, only two prerequisites are needed.
When a problem spirals out of control, when even those who only care about their own affairs are affected, when there is nowhere to hide, any normal person would understand what choice to make.
With just one sword strike, Su Cheng demonstrated the strength and leadership of Lingxian Palace to the world.
He then entrusted Yu Lan and Cang Jue to inform Ling Shan about the Death Land in an extremely secretive manner, and explained the significance of the Immortal Alliance.
As we all know, goodness requires belief, but Su Cheng knows exactly how to do it.
Su Cheng deliberately told Cang Jue and Yu Lan that this trip must be kept extremely secret, and that no unrelated people should get the news...
Although Su Cheng believed in Cang Jue and Yu Lan's meticulousness and that they would never leak the news, Ling Shan was different.
There are no secrets in this world; good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast.
As a result, the immortal sects that came to inquire were vying to join the Immortal Alliance, fearing that they would be the ones left isolated.
If they weren't forced into this situation, who would resort to such a method?
But that's how the world is. If Su Cheng stood on the street shouting that everyone should unite, not only would no one pay attention, but he would also be ridiculed as a madman...
It's ridiculous...
"Your Highness the Demon Emperor has shown such magnanimity by setting aside past grievances and offering such assistance; Qi Huan is truly impressed!"
Ye Qinghan wasn't interested in any of that lukewarm nonsense.
"Your Highness need not worry. I have no intention of taking advantage of the chaos. Those monsters and that black mist are the enemies of everyone living on this land."
"Let's wait until we get through this crisis. This place of death is unprecedented in scale and probably not as easy to deal with as we think."
Qi Huan breathed a long sigh of relief, and now when he looked at Li Shiyao beside him, he felt a different kind of respect.
The common enemy is the common enemy of all living beings.
The so-called "reconstruction plan" of the gods is to destroy this world and then nurture a new one.
No one would agree to such a thing. Qi Huan wouldn't agree, and Ye Qinghan certainly wouldn't, since she hadn't found all the fragments of her mother yet.
"Thank you, Demon Emperor."
"It's alright, let's go."
"Hey! Wait for Shiyao!"
But unsurprisingly, Ye Qinghan was almost stopped outside the border...
In fact, this situation should not have happened. Ye Qinghan and all the soldiers or cultivators who need to enter the Northern Territory have passage passes issued by Lingshan, which allow them to freely enter and exit the borders of the four regions.
But clearly, Qi Huan had not yet informed others about this, because he never expected this day to come, never expected such a large-scale death trap to appear, and never expected that anyone would actually be willing to help.
Besides the senior and junior sisters and Su Muchan moving very quickly, the other immortal sects followed suit, especially after hearing that the three realms had taken action.
The twelve new sacred domains of the Northern Territory also sent small groups of people to help, and the sects of the Southern Territory also came along the same route as the people of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion. As for the demons from the Southern Territory, Qi Huan still planned to go and see them in person.
No one expected that countless immortal sects would actually unite this time, and no one expected that this death zone would be far from an ordinary death zone.
Even with everyone working together, dealing with this deadly place will not be an easy task.
The spread of the black mist was unstoppable; none of the cultivators who entered it survived.
The black mist continued to expand, and the group had no time for laughter and jokes.
The demon cultivators were the first to arrive at the border, but by the time Su Muchan arrived with them, the group had lost the confidence they had when they arrived.
This trip was thought to be a historic collaboration, but it turned out to be like falling into a trap, resulting in heavy casualties.
Sect Leader Cheng clearly hadn't expected this either. In just two hours, over a hundred people had been killed or injured, and he still hadn't received any information from the black mist.
Su Muchan bowed respectfully to her three senior sisters and then stepped forward.
"Senior Sister, what's going on?"
Su Muchan's every move was under Ye Qinghan's watchful eye, and Xu Zhanfeng had already informed the eldest madam.
Before Ye Qinghan could speak, he heard Cheng Liang shout from the sky.
"Stop! Stop going to your deaths! This will only make things worse! I request that everyone come to my tent for a meeting!"
It's not hard to see that this black mist is like an insatiable black hole; no matter how many cultivators are sent in, it can never be filled.
"Sect Leader Cheng! My brother is still inside!"
"Do you want to die in there with your brother? Tell your men to get out now!"
Such things happen often; even those who cultivate immortality find it difficult to sever ties with their families.
But retreating is not an easy task.
Apart from the three direct disciples of Lingxian Palace and Shangguan Rou, who possesses a divine martial art, even Cheng Liang could not move freely in the black mist.
This time, the black fog was thicker, and the monsters inside were even larger and more ferocious.
As everyone retreated, they attracted a hunter!
The hunter burst forth like a giant crab at the boil of a pot, enveloped in black mist. Indeed, when Ye Qinghan saw its appearance clearly, he realized that this was not the hunter he had dealt with before.
He has eight legs that look like spiders, just like the crab general among shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
The apostle has a blade in one hand and a hook in the other. It has no head and looks like it has a low center of gravity, but it is extremely agile. It can run and jump. Once it hooks you, it will slash you. If you get hit, you will die!
Even Ye Qinghan and his two companions had no experience dealing with such apostles.
The moment it burst out of the black mist, it took the lives of three Foundation Establishment cultivators!
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