Chapter 66 The Cataclysmic Disaster
Yunyuan Shangjing is a high-level plane where cultivation is the main focus. The spiritual energy there is very abundant, and many children are born with spiritual roots.
The Upper Realm of Cloud Abyss has no royal family, nor is it divided into nations; all its territories are divided among nine major cultivation families.
The group facing off against Achen and his companions consisted of the young elites of the Cangluan family, one of the nine great families.
Besides the nine major families, there is another power in the Cloud Abyss Upper Realm that surpasses all the families—the Night Pool Palace.
The master of Night Pool Palace is very mysterious, and he is always elusive.
It is said that his cultivation level is unfathomable, and there are rumors that he comes from a higher plane. The reason he stays in Yunyuan Shangjing and refuses to leave is because he is waiting for someone.
No one knows who he is waiting for, but he holds a hunting competition every fifty years.
The resources allocated to the nine major families are determined by the results of the competition.
The patriarchs of the nine major families originally had strong opinions about this, but unfortunately, even if all the patriarchs combined, they couldn't defeat that person.
Helpless, they had no choice but to obey his orders and go to other lower-level planes to participate in hunting competitions.
Five years ago, a cultivator skilled in astrology predicted that a great calamity would occur in the Cloud Abyss Upper Realm ten years later, making this year's competition exceptionally fierce.
Faced with a major disaster, every family wants to acquire more resources.
"I say, you people from Yunyuan Shangjing are really dreaming! You yourselves are facing a great calamity, yet you still want to trick the young elites of our Dust Continent into going to your side."
"Using the pretense of providing us with high-quality resources to get us to work for you is despicable!" Nie Xiaoxiao said indignantly.
"That's not how it works. The fortune teller said that this disaster is not just a disaster for our Yunyuan Shangjing continent."
He said the disaster was extremely large and would affect countless lower realms in the surrounding area.
Think about it, if a cataclysmic disaster were to happen, none of us would be able to escape it.
"By then, staying in our Yunyuan Shangjing will at least give us cultivators with higher combat power and more abundant resources, thus increasing our chances of survival, won't it?" Song Zhiyuan said.
"Don't exaggerate! What kind of disaster could possibly affect so many parts of the world?" Nie Xiaoxiao said.
The only disaster she had ever experienced since birth was the invasion of the Misty Heaven by the Demon Clan, so she did not believe that a catastrophe could happen that could affect countless realms.
However, Achen and his friends believed it, because Achen was born in a wasteland world caused by stellar fission.
Later, when they arrived at the Flowing Light Galaxy, they witnessed firsthand that countless planets throughout the galaxy were infected by the Wither Virus, and the massive zombie outbreak nearly drove humanity to the brink of extinction.
Although he didn't know what this catastrophe that Song Zhiyuan was talking about, which could affect countless realms, was, the universe is vast and full of wonders, and anything is possible.
"What kind of catastrophe it is, even he can't predict, but his divination has never been wrong."
"You must trust us. For your own safety, it would be best if you came back to the Misty Heaven with us," Song Zhiyuan said.
"You said the word 'return' because, for you, Yunyuan Shangjing is your homeland and your home."
"But we must protect the Dust Continent, so we won't go with you," Ah Chen said.
"And once we repair the spatial rift, are you sure you'll still have a chance to go back?" Xi'er said sarcastically.
"You won't have a chance to repair the spatial rift this time, because the patriarchs of the nine major families are guarding it."
The chieftains will attack if you attempt to repair it. Don't assume that the attack won't be transmitted through the spatial rift.
To tell you the truth, the violent tremors on the seabed earlier were a strike by the patriarchs.
Moreover, the patriarchs also keep a sacred beast that can tear space apart. Even if you repair this spatial rift, it will soon be able to tear open another one!
More people will come then, and sooner or later they will take away all the young elites of your continent.
Because you are all our prey, and as long as the hunting competition continues, you will be tracked down by our people.
Until you are exhausted and have nowhere left to run!
So, stop struggling in vain. Just cooperate with us and leave with us like invited guests, wouldn't that be better?
Song Zhiyuan thought he had been trying his best to persuade them, but these people didn't appreciate it at all.
Xi'er directly sprinkled a handful of sleeping potion, putting all five prisoners to sleep.
"Grandpa Zero, I have to rush back to that sea area immediately to find and repair that spatial rift!" Xi'er said earnestly.
"No! You can't go!" the high priest hurriedly objected.
"But didn't you hear them say that there's a space they tore open in the seabed? If it's not sealed off soon, even more people will come!" Xi'er said anxiously.
"That's none of your business! All I care about is your safety!"
"You are the hope of our Dust Continent, I will not allow you to be in any danger!" the High Priest said, raising his voice.
He recalled that prophetic dream, in which Xi'er traveled to another world through a spatial rift.
Now it seems that she has arrived at the Cloud Abyss Upper Realm where Song Zhiyuan and the others came from!
"Alright, if we don't want to go, we don't want to go! Let's hurry back to Dayuanhai. Grandpa Ling, you've been gone for so long, the people there must be worried sick, right?" This time, Xi'er was unusually well-behaved and sensible, and didn't argue with him anymore.
Seeing her like this, the high priest was very pleased and immediately steered the spirit boat to the Great Abyss Sea at top speed.
Everyone had just gone through a major battle. After the spirit boat was programmed with its route, it could actually run automatically. However, manual operation could avoid higher peaks and make the trajectory smoother than automatic driving.
Everyone was drowsy along the way, and even the high priest couldn't help but doze off.
Just as everyone was half asleep, Xi'er quietly left the spirit boat, accompanied only by the three contracted purple demons and Fusheng and Ruomeng.
She sent them all into the hollowed-out silver sphere space because she dared not abandon them. With the contract in place, they would sense if they strayed too far from their master, and even a sleeping potion could not sever their senses.
That's right, Xi'er sprayed a sleeping potion into the spirit boat. She needed to rush over to repair the underwater spatial rift to prevent more aliens and beasts from crawling over.
She's not the kind of obedient child; if she wants to do something, she'll definitely do it!
And it must succeed!
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