Wei Wenru couldn't sense it no matter what she tried.
It's as if the person is really dead, without a trace of breath or form, and no matter how much they call out, it's useless.
Another night passed, and suddenly the barrier exploded with a "bang," releasing an intensely dense spiritual energy that was almost suffocating. The force of the energy was so overwhelming that it nearly caused someone to lose their composure and die on the spot.
"What...what's going on?"
"Wanwan, where are you? The barrier is broken, are you alright!" Lexi endured the pain and walked in, her hands clasped behind her head, braving the fierce wind as she took one step at a time.
The spiritual energy was too intense; if he wasn't careful, it would rush into his dantian, causing his spiritual meridians to bleed.
This situation is abnormal. Normally, he would immediately circulate his spiritual power to force all the spiritual energy out of his body or absorb it directly.
But this time, his spiritual veins were impacted by the spiritual energy and became completely unresponsive, beyond his control.
Not only him, but everyone else tried to activate their spiritual power to protect themselves, but it had no effect at all. Their spiritual power was dispersed and merged with the surrounding spiritual energy.
I almost couldn't breathe.
They floated in the spiritual energy, their eyes as if blinded by ribbons, unable to see anything in front of them.
But the spiritual energy seemed to have eyes; instead of intensifying its harm to them, it lifted Wei Wenru and the others in a strange way.
The gentleness of the force reminded her of Nian Wanzhou.
Suddenly, a bold idea popped into my head: Could this spiritual energy be Wanwan's incarnation?
So, did Wanwan die? Or did she turn into something else?
Wei Wenru was eager to figure out the problem, but she couldn't escape her current predicament either, just as Wanwan had said.
She will shoulder everything and pave her own way.
How could she? How could she do this?
Outside, the celestial phenomena are still changing.
The heavens were in turmoil, and the spiritual energy shifted unpredictably, even directly descending upon the mortal realm. A fierce wind arose, dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the sky turned a deep red.
Humans cried out, "Heaven is going to destroy us!" and "Heaven is unjust!" The cultivation world cried out, "Heaven's way is deceiving us!" and "Heaven's punishment is going to destroy the world!" The world was in chaos.
Some of them regretted sacrificing the White Dragon, realizing they hadn't fully understood the cultural heritage of the Eight Directions before making the sacrifice. They then blamed the Heavenly Mystery Sect and hated the White Dragon.
But the Heavenly Dao, which should have been in control of the situation, was asleep, ignoring everything.
"Why doesn't Heaven intervene in these strange phenomena? What is it doing?!"
"Oh God, we're about to die, why aren't you coming out..."
"Could it really be that sacrificing the White Dragon has brought divine retribution?"
"So that's why the Heavenly Mystery Sect wouldn't allow the White Dragon to be sacrificed. Then why did they make him sacrifice himself?"
"What exactly is the Heavenly Mystery Sect doing?!"
"The sky is falling! Look over there! The Vermilion Bird has smashed a huge hole!"
Indeed, a huge, dark hole appeared in the sky, the very spot where the Vermilion Bird had crashed. There seemed to be a force there, trying to tear the entire sky apart and destroy the continent as well.
Some cultivators panicked and flew over there to see what had happened.
But as soon as they got close to that area, those who were not careful were swallowed up and disappeared.
Thinking it was a passage to ascension, they excitedly flew over to investigate, almost ascending on the spot, but lost their lives as soon as they got close...
In an instant, countless people cried out in alarm: "Don't go near there!"
"Ahhh!"
But there are always some people who don't listen to advice and go to their deaths.
Many cultivators were instantly reduced to nothing but bones after entering that black hole; they were nothing at all.
Ascension is not that easy!
All the cultivators here were in complete chaos, and the entire Tianji Sect was also in disarray. Song Yan wished he could fly there right now to find Wei Wenru and the others, but the sect leader couldn't leave without someone.
The reality is cruel. Song Yan couldn't even step out of the sect. He had to protect his junior brothers and sisters and guard this place for Wei Wenru.
The man is in charge of the home, and the woman is in charge of external affairs.
In an instant, spiritual energy surged forth, enveloping the entire continent.
Everyone gasped for breath, feeling as if their bodies were about to explode. They sensed something was wrong, as their entire bodies were filled with a terrifying aura... Could this be the legendary divine retribution?
Everyone was shocked, their eyes wide as bull's balls, their hearts pounding.
It felt like he was enjoying himself one last time before he died, but he couldn't absorb the spiritual energy. It was stuck, unable to go up or down, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Black mist...that's black mist?" Someone spotted a black, unidentified object flashing through the white spiritual energy.
"Impossible. If it were black mist, it would have destroyed everyone long ago."
"Did Little White Dragon succeed or fail?"
"Quickly contact the people in the Abyss!"
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