Despite their injuries, the Grand Elder and Sect Master rushed towards her, but they couldn't reach Nian Wanzhou and were instead thrown away by her spiritual power.
Finally, Nian Wanzhou clutched her head in pain, her eyes glazed over.
Memories of her past and present lives intertwined, and a voice in her sea of consciousness encouraged her to continue devouring: "Little White Dragon, the more you devour, the more you can break through the restrictions. You are here to replace him. Don't let him lead you by the nose. The fates of those around you have all been rewritten by him. Only when you become strong can you refuse this fate."
The black mist represents death, while the white dragon represents life; the fusion of the two is a match made in heaven.
The voice was familiar; it was the voice that gave her strength.
"Who are you?" Nian Wanzhou asked before she fainted.
"I am the origin of the world, the source of the power that brought you to this world. I will live and die with this world." The origin of the world revealed its identity, its tone quite helpless.
Nian Wanzhou said nothing more. She absorbed all the black mist, and spiritual energy swirled around her.
His body was filled with abundant spiritual energy, which was directly approaching the spiritual energy cultivation level of the Void Refinement stage.
"Godfather, the crisis is over. I'm going into seclusion. Don't come looking for me unless it's absolutely necessary. I'm taking Nanyu home." Nian Wanzhou said goodbye with her last bit of strength.
Then……
She walked shakily toward Nanyu.
Whether it was an illusion or not, with each step she took and each step she took, her once black hair gradually turned gray. By the time she landed beside Nan Yu, most of the fifteen-year-old girl's hair had turned gray, shining brightly against the black background.
Nian Wanzhou carried him back to the dilapidated alchemy room, set up a barrier, and then fainted next to Nan Yu.
The sky turned gray, and the rain began to fall.
My vision is blurry.
I realize how important you are to me right now.
Love is gone, the heart is gone.
You said you were leaving.
Dozens of sects were ravaged by the black mist, leaving the vegetation withered, the casualties heavy, and the atmosphere deathly still. The black mist had completely devoured any visible signs of life.
Everyone noticed that before the situation could escalate further, the black mist suddenly flew all the way towards the Tianji Sect.
The overwhelming black fog moved swiftly, leaving a breathtaking scene etched in everyone's minds.
As everyone knows, it was the White Dragon who saved them again this time.
Only the White Dragon of the Heavenly Mystery Sect has the ability to purify the black mist; those who have participated in the competition have witnessed it.
This matter should be left aside for now; we should first take care of our own sect.
The sect leader sat down wearily. They had spent a lot of effort to tidy up the sect, but many of the inner disciples had perished.
Fortunately, the sect's resources were not damaged too much and can still be used to help the disciples recover from their injuries.
"Ji Qing, tell me what happened." The sect leader pressed his aching brow, too exhausted to make any calculations, and wanted to hear the Grand Elder's explanation directly.
The Grand Elder was somewhat dazed when he heard the Sect Master call his name after so long.
He looked down at his severed right hand, where death and life were locked in a fierce struggle, trying to make his hand grow back.
"This morning, Nan Yu had an epiphany while refining pills and advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. Just as he was preparing to undergo the tribulation of lightning, the sky changed, and black mist attacked from all directions, seemingly intent on wiping out the entire sect." The Grand Elder sighed, recalling that terrifying scene.
"Several disciples are advancing in rank, which seems to have attracted the black mist. The mountain-guarding formation can't stop the black mist at all. Before long, the disciples we encountered were all... It happened so suddenly. I had originally sent Xingzhu to help Nanyu overcome his tribulation, but the two of them also met a tragic end."
The black mist seemed to be deliberately heading towards the southern fish.
After saying this, the Grand Elder felt extremely heavy-hearted, as if he could see the destruction of his sect.
It's simply because that scene was so similar.
It seems that Heaven is not letting them live and is going to destroy their entire sect.
As recorded in the book, the white dragon experienced betrayal and abandonment by everyone, and finally tragically sacrificed himself.
The hall fell silent, everyone immersed in grief, unable to speak for a long time.
The Grand Elder's words were not unfounded; the black mist was aimed at Nian Wanzhou, and everyone had witnessed its power firsthand. However, they hadn't expected it to also target the people of the Heavenly Mystery Sect who were close to Nian Wanzhou.
All those who lost their lives were people she knew well.
The Grand Elder himself was no exception.
He raised his severed hand; the right hand that should have been wielding a sword was still beyond repair.
"It originally intended to attack me, but I managed to dodge it. The white spiritual energy within my body surged out and blocked the fatal blow. In the end, all I got was a severed hand," he said with a self-deprecating laugh.
He felt guilty and pained. As the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, whose strength was second only to the Sect Master, he had failed to save the sect's disciples and watched them lose their lives.
The sect leader had already examined him; Nian Wanzhou's spiritual power was in the lead, but it would still take several days to recover.
"It's not your fault, we were careless. It attacked us as soon as we went out. You know, it wouldn't have done anything even if it had just come directly, but it chose to ambush us."
"Isn't its purpose to frustrate us?" the sect leader said calmly.
"But Sect Master, what if it still comes back for revenge?" the Second Elder asked as he put away his medicine box. Blood seeped from the gauze wrapped around his forehead.
Looking at the miserable state of his younger brothers, the sect leader calmly analyzed, "It shouldn't be for a while. The dragon cub... will probably be depressed for a long time. As for her brother, it seems there's no way to save him."
This time, the ostensible message was bad news aimed at all sects, but secretly it was intended to harm those Xiaobailong and Wei Wenru cared about. After counting the number of people, they discovered that the most gruesome deaths were...
Those who were close to the two women were mostly women.
The sect leader was in pain between the eyebrows, and then he suffered from angina. He had lost so many outstanding female disciples, girls he had carefully nurtured.
It's gone just like that, who can bear it?
This is no longer just bad news for the cultivation world or the human world; it is a calamity for the entire continent, one that cannot be escaped unless the chosen one of Heaven comes out to save the world.
But the chances are very slim.
There's a constant feeling that a hand is manipulating things from behind, causing turmoil on this continent and bringing it back to the scene of ten thousand years ago. It seems to be intentional, wanting the White Dragon to be sacrificed again in exchange for peace.
Only Yuheng was hugging herself and crying bitterly. She had finally received a good gift from her daughter and had also been promoted.
But now that his daughter is injured, he can't help her at all.
Everyone, even those from different sects, was immersed in grief and could not calm down for a long time.
No one noticed that the black area was becoming more and more solid, as if it was about to burst open, revealing the black mist inside.
Wei Wenru and the others had finally finished cleaning up Xunyi City when they received news that something had happened to the sect, and it was three days later.
By the time they returned to the sect, the cleanup was almost complete.
When they arrived, they saw a thick layer of black covering the sky above the sect, but it was not black mist.
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