The energy from the collapsed dry mountain was like a tsunami, swallowing up Xuan Lingzi without leaving even a trace of his clothes.
Luo Jianqing only felt a loud rumbling sound in his head. He watched this scene helplessly, unable to make any response or take any action. He could only allow himself to be knocked away by Xuan Lingzi's full-strength attack and fly to a place where the shock wave could not reach.
“Master!!!”
At the same time, Fengshen was at the seaside.
The energy from the collapse of a mountain in the Kushan Mountains formed a wave that descended recklessly, causing the red-clothed demon cultivator who was casually barbecuing here to suddenly stand up and flee without hesitation.
"What's going on? What could cause this?"
Feihua Sect is the closest sect to the Far North.
Fairy Feng Si smashed the crystal clear jade table with one palm. She turned and looked towards the Far North in disbelief, exclaiming, "The Far North... such a terrifying attack! Is that you, Xuan Lingzi... No! Not even you can do this!!!"
It is only separated from the Far North by the Demon Realm of Qizhou.
Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Demonic Palace, sat in the courtyard, quietly sipping tea. The moment the turbulence dissipated, two shadows, one black and one white, suddenly appeared in the courtyard. Qin Guihe, the left guardian, asked anxiously, "Something happened in the Far North? What exactly happened?"
Qi Luo clenched the cup in her hand, and with a snap, it broke into pieces. She stood up with a pale face: "The Palace Master... is in the Far North!"
Mount Taihua, Lingyun Palace.
Venerable Hao Xingzi stood before his natal lighthouse, watching calmly. Suddenly, the golden natal lamp on the topmost level dimmed, so quickly that it left no time for reflection. In the blink of an eye, it dimmed to the point of nearly extinguishing, then slowly began to burn.
Hao Xingzi said in horror, "Junior Brother Xuan Lingzi... is seriously injured!" As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Xingzi suddenly felt a terrifying wave of fluctuations. He turned his head to look in the direction of the Far North, his face full of shock: "The Far North!"
In this world, besides Xuan Lingzi of Taihua Mountain and Demon Lord Mo Qianqiu, who had already stopped in the Far North and knew what had happened, there were also the Grand Elders of the Broken Soul Sect, the Guiyuan Sect, and the Divine Sword Sect, as well as the ancestors of the Bai and Yun families! They all opened their eyes from their secluded state of slumber and looked towards the Far North in astonishment.
The Ghost Flame Patriarch of the Broken Soul Sect said in a hoarse voice: "The Far North..."
Master Lingshang of Guiyuan Sect sighed: "Amitabha, how many innocent people will die in the Far North."
The Sword Xiao Patriarch of the Divine Sword Sect stood up and asked, "What caused such a huge energy fluctuation in the Far North?"
The Bai family ancestor narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is there a tsunami in Fengshen Sea?"
The Yun family ancestor counted with his fingers, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and looked towards the far north in horror: "Dead Mountain!"
In the Demon Realm, separated from the Far North by Qizhou, Mingzhou, the Demon Realm, and a thirteen seas comparable in size to seven states, this powerful wave of energy didn't fully reach them. However, hidden deep within the cave, the Heavenly Demon Venerable suddenly opened his eyes, his face, as withered and aged as tree bark, revealing a look of shock, unseen for a thousand years.
In the main hall, the beautiful and enchanting Demon Venerable Yin Ji was sitting in the arms of a strong and handsome man, eating fruit with a low smile. Suddenly, an old voice rang out in the hall, and the smile on Yin Ji's face disappeared completely.
She sat up straight with a stern expression, and waved her hand gently. The handsome man sitting behind her and kneading her stopped breathing. Before he died, he looked at Yin Ji's slim back in disbelief.
Tian Yao Zun whispered, "There's been a major disturbance in the Far North."
Yin Ji's face darkened and she asked, "What kind of unrest?"
The Sky Demon Lord transmitted his voice, "A turmoil that can seriously injure you and me, or even kill you and me."
Yin Ji's eyes widened in shock. After a moment's thought, she said, "I used spies planted in the Demonic Palace to trick Mo Qianqiu's apprentice into heading to the Far North. According to Feihua Sect's spies, Xuan Lingzi's apprentice seems to have appeared near the Far North recently."
Tian Yao Zun's voice suddenly became urgent, and he asked, "Are Xuan Lingzi and Mo Qianqiu among them?"
Yin Ji shook her head and said, "I don't know."
Tian Yaozun was silent for a moment, then his voice calmed down again. "It doesn't matter if he's not here. Yin Ji, you did very well this time. If we can take advantage of the unrest in the Far North to capture Xuan Lingzi and Mo Qianqiu's disciples, they will definitely be a great bargaining chip in the future war."
Yin Ji said: "I will immediately send people to the Far North to investigate the situation!"
A sudden collapse instantly tensed the thirty-six states, the Demon Realm, and the Monster Realm.
Xuan Lingzi's full-strength attack contained the tremendous spiritual power of an early-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator. He even used a drop of his own golden blood in that power, which made Luo Jianqing fly backwards rapidly. It took him a quarter of an hour to completely get away from the shock wave of the collapsed dry mountain, and then... landed in the Wind God Sea!
In an instant, the ferocious and violent gale in the Wind God Sea swirled up, forming a huge waterspout that attacked Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing reacted quickly, drawing the Frost Floating Sword and unleashing "One Sword Transformed into Nine Lotuses," barely repelling the waterspout. However, countless strong winds violently slammed into Luo Jianqing between heaven and earth. His mind raced, conserving his spiritual energy to cast a barrier, while simultaneously leaping in the opposite direction.
His eyes were already wet, and his eye sockets were red!
However, Luo Jianqing did not go back to look for Xuan Lingzi. His first goal was to leave Fengshen Sea, and his biggest goal was to save his life so that he could go back and save Xuan Lingzi!
In this boundless sea of wind, Luo Jianqing flew for three days and three nights.
He lost his bearings, not even knowing if he was going in circles, and could only strive to fly in one direction. The spiritual energy in his body would eventually run out, just as the elixirs and magic weapons would eventually run out. After swallowing the last hundred Rongling Pills, Luo Jianqing's spiritual energy suddenly depleted, and a strong wind quickly penetrated the barrier, carving a bloody wound on his cheek.
The next moment, the surging gale formed three water dragons, roaring and rushing towards him!
Luo Jianqing slapped his chest with his left palm and spat out a drop of blood. The blood splashed onto the Frost Floating Sword, causing it to glow brightly.
"Lotus opens a sword!"
The green lotus crashed into the water dragon, making a deafening noise.
One day later, a red-robed demon cultivator, on his way to Qizhou, suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. Standing amidst the fleeing cultivators, he turned and looked in surprise toward the Wind God Sea. A series of intense, rapid ringing bells rang in his ears. In a split second, the red-robed demon cultivator flew away, swimming upstream and heading even deeper into the Far North!
In such a large fleeing group, a figure flying back was very abrupt after all, but no one paid any attention to him at this moment.
After flying for a while, Mo Qiu stopped. He lowered his eyes with a serious expression, turned his hand and took out a snow-white jade token. At the moment when he crushed the jade token, he curled his red lips and sneered: "Luo Jianqing, you'd better pray that your broken jade token is really useful, otherwise
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