Chapter 262: Unstoppable Disaster
After returning from Xunxian Island, Gu An did not tell Yang Jian the information about the ancient treasure bodies devouring each other, in order to avoid Yang Jian's worry.
If there really is an ancient treasure body that has transformed into a magical and resentful ghost, it is definitely not something Yang Jian can deal with. As a master, Gu An naturally has to take action.
Since he is going to take action, why should he let his disciple worry?
Taixuan Sect sent out great monks to fly towards the direction of the Broken Sea rift, and the news about the approaching terrifying tide spread quickly.
Gu An continued with his own pace of life, pretending to be unaware of this.
While the disciples of Medicine Valley were busy working and practicing, the ocean had already fallen into a catastrophe. If you look from the sky, you can see that with the sea tide as the center, there are endless streams of cultivators rushing in from all directions, which is quite spectacular.
When Gu An was inspecting the medicine garden, he saw some celestial beings flying away, and there was more than one.
The waves of the sea were still rising. On the boundless ocean, the waves were like a mountain range sweeping across. In front of this mountain range, countless monks formed a line and continuously cast spells to block it. Unfortunately, their spells and magical powers could only create splashes on the waves but could not disperse them.
The number of monks is still growing, but no matter how many people there are, they cannot shake the trend of the wave.
Chi Jiuxiao from the Xinghai Sect also came with his master Chi Bei to help. He tried his best, but was unable to resist the waves.
"Damn it, who is causing trouble in this wave?"
Chi Jiuxiao cursed angrily, but no one from the Xinghai sect monks around him answered him. Everyone was very nervous.
Only by actually casting a spell to stop the waves can you feel the terrifying power contained within.
Chi Bei's voice came from a distance: "No matter who is behind this, we must stop them. There are countless creatures on the continent behind us, and their cultivation is low. The Xinghai Sect must protect them!"
Chi Jiuxiao understood this principle, he just complained but did not stop.
suddenly!
Chi Jiuxiao felt a vast aura coming from behind, causing his magic power to stagnate.
Whoosh whoosh——
A gust of wind came howling, startling the monks so much that they subconsciously looked back.
The same thing happened to Chi Jiuxiao. He opened his eyes wide and saw the thunderclouds in the sky rolling over. A huge flag ten thousand feet high stood above the clouds, as if the top of the flag had touched the sky. Any living creature seemed insignificant in front of this huge flag.
Chi Jiuxiao recognized the origin of the big flag at a glance. It was the most precious treasure of the Xinghai Sect.
The Starry Sea Hunyuan Flag! The black flag seemed to contain a vast sea of stars, with twinkling stars, making people immersed in it at a glance and unable to extricate themselves.
As soon as this flag came out, the morale of the monks of the Xinghai sects was boosted. Monks from other sects came to inquire about it, and when they learned that it was the immortal treasure, the Xinghai Hunyuan Flag, every monk was excited.
"It's safe now! This is a treasure of immortality!"
"The legendary Xinghai Hunyuan Flag is intimidating just by looking at it."
"Once the immortal treasure appears, it will definitely be able to stop this wave!"
"After the disbanding of the Seven Star Spirit Realm, only the Star Sea Sect is the true overlord of this sea area. The fact that they can directly summon the immortal treasure is enough to prove their determination to protect the ocean. They are worthy of the name of the righteous path."
The monks were talking among themselves, looking up at the towering Xinghai Hunyuan Flag with their eyes full of anticipation.
The Star Sea Hunyuan Flag suddenly burst out with a terrifying air wave, sweeping across the sea of clouds. The star sea in the flag then lit up with starlight, emitting thousands of fairy lights, like a star rain across the sky and falling into the majestic and spectacular waves.
Gu An, who was far away in the Third Medicine Valley, looked up and saw patches of rosy clouds appearing in the sky.
He could tell at a glance that it was the strange phenomenon caused by the immortal treasure.
It is worthy of being a treasure of the immortal way that is as famous as the Seven Star Mirror!
Under Gu An's gaze, the unstoppable waves were dispersed by the power of the Star Sea Hunyuan Flag, countless cultivators were blown away, waves hit the sky, and a spectacular dent was pressed into the sea surface, shocking the eyes.
At this moment, Gu An felt a strange force surging out from the huge crack in the Broken Sea, rushing along the sea surface, and actually creating waves higher than before, as if it was going to submerge the Star Sea Hunyuan Flag in the sky.
The monks from all sides were dumbfounded and began to mobilize their magic power to resist.
Gu An's spiritual sense looked further away. The huge rift in the Broken Sea had created two waves that were moving in opposite directions. The waves on the other side were also being blocked by countless cultivators, but unfortunately, they could not be stopped at all.
As the waves move forward, the lengths of both ends continue to increase, and this momentum may really form a world-destroying tide.
Gu An looked for a while and then withdrew his spiritual sense. The two waves attracted more and more great monks, which was a good opportunity for him to take a look at the foundation of the Tianling world.
When he returned to the attic, he saw Nine-Fingered God standing in front of the wooden fence, looking towards the north, lost in thought.
Gu An walked over and asked him what he was thinking about.
"nothing."
The Nine-Fingered God shook his head. He was naturally paying attention to the disaster at sea.
Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Gu An didn't ask any further questions. He just nodded and walked away.
Nine-Finger Divine Lord suddenly turned his head to look at him and asked, "Valley Master, if your loved ones become monsters that bring disaster to the common people, what will you do?"
Gu An stopped, turned around and looked at him, thought for a moment and said, "If he is really my dearest, I will not protect him, but I will not be his enemy either. If he insists on killing me, then I can only fight to the death."
After hearing this, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's not that simple. There is no struggle in your answer."
"It's indeed not that simple, but why bother thinking about it? The only thing a person can truly control is himself, isn't it?" Gu An asked back.
Could it be that Nine-Fingered God’s loved ones have turned into strange and vengeful ghosts?
Judging from the lifespan of Nine-Fingered God, there is obviously a story behind this.
Nine-Fingered Divine Lord sighed, "Yes, people can only control themselves. Even for immortal cultivators, this is true. The more things you want to control, the further you deviate from the path of immortal cultivation."
The two of them chatted like this. Nine-Fingered God's words were full of sadness, but he didn't talk about anything specific. The two soon turned their conversation to Go again.
The other side.
In the sect’s main city, inside a mansion.
Lu Lingjun and Mother Holy Mother of Xiling were sitting opposite each other in the courtyard. At this moment, Mother Holy Mother of Xiling was looking at a bronze mirror on the table with a frown on her face.
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There is a blurry figure in the mirror, who seems to be saying something.
After the person in the mirror disappeared, Mother Saint Xiling put the bronze mirror into her sleeve.
Although Lu Lingjun was sitting next to him, she did not hear what the person in the mirror said. She couldn't help but ask, "Master, who were you communicating with just now?"
The Holy Mother of Xiling took a deep breath and said, "I asked an elder of my teacher about the direction of this catastrophe, and he advised me to leave as soon as possible to avoid the catastrophe."
Hearing this, Lu Lingjun frowned.
In her heart, Holy Mother Xiling was already a cultivator of transcendent status and cultivation. Even if she was not as good as Fudao Sword Master, she was still the top cultivator she had ever seen.
Even the existence behind the Mother of Xiling advised them to avoid the disaster, which shows that this disaster is of great significance.
“Even my elders don’t dare to get involved in the cause and effect hidden in the Broken Sea Rift. Perhaps we should really leave. The world is so big, there is always a place to avoid disaster.” The Holy Mother of Xiling said quietly.
Lu Lingjun responded: "Taixuan Sect has the Sword Master who helps the Dao, so it may not be impossible to overcome the calamity."
Since she joined Taixuan Sect, she has experienced the calamity of demons and heard that the Seven Star Spirit Realm was swept by Fudao Sword Master alone. She is still full of confidence in Fudao Sword Master.
Mother Goddess Xiling said worriedly, "It's hard to say."
She came to Taixuan Sect to rely on the power of Fudao Sword Master to avoid disaster, but she just learned that the disaster has changed and there are more powerful variables. Even the sect she came from does not dare to intervene easily.
Not all sects in the world are orthodox; most only want to preserve their own orthodoxy.
Not only them, but also the great monks from the ocean in Taixuan Sect were discussing this matter. Not only were their own cultivation higher than that of the local disciples of Taixuan Sect, their intelligence capabilities were also stronger. They knew more about the situation and knew that the direction in which the waves were sweeping was towards the continent where they were, so they were naturally nervous.
The first person they thought of was Fu Dao Jian Zun! If the monks on the sea could not stop the waves, when the waves came to the edge of the continent, would Fu Dao Jian Zun be able to stop them? Some people have already chosen to flee the continent, not wanting to gamble on the strength of Fu Dao Jian Zun.
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Boom boom
Thunder roared in the sky, thunderclouds rolled, and under the interweaving of thousands of thunder and lightning, waves over 1,500 feet high moved forward with the momentum of swallowing up the world. Looking around, it seemed as if the entire sea surface was rising, unstoppable and majestic. Under this wave, any cultivator or monster seemed insignificant.
Chi Jiuxiao was enduring the heavy rain, his armor was soaked, he kept retreating, his face full of anxiety.
He subconsciously looked back and could already see the outline of the continent.
If this continues, countless lives will be buried in the sea tide.
This sea water is not ordinary sea water. It contains some strange and powerful power. Some monks have accidentally entered it and turned into strange and vengeful ghosts.
Chi Jiuxiao felt his scalp tingling at the thought that all the people on the continent would be transformed into strange and resentful ghosts.
He looked ahead and saw twelve figures in front of the waves. They exuded an aura far superior to that of all the cultivators behind them, but even with their immense magical powers, they were forced to retreat continuously by the pressure of the waves.
These twelve people are all immortals from heaven and earth. They are either the founders of their religions or the elders of the Star Sea Sects. At this moment, facing the waves, they are all powerless. They can only slow down the speed of the waves but cannot suppress them at all.
The previous Xinghai Hunyuan Flag broke up the waves, but before one wave subsided another wave arose. The Xinghai Hunyuan Flag was also contaminated by the power of the waves, forcing the Xinghai sects to take back this immortal treasure.
At this moment, Chi Jiuxiao's pupils suddenly dilated and his face showed fear.
He saw a figure in the dim waves, a thousand feet tall. His figure was only vaguely visible when lightning flashed.
Not only him, more and more people saw that figure, and everyone who witnessed it felt suffocated.
In order to stop the waves, more than a hundred thousand cultivators have gathered. The weakest cultivator is at the Xuanxin realm, and there are more than ten thousand immortal beings. Such a strong force cannot shake the waves. How can they not despair?
More and more monks suffered setbacks and began to think of retreating, especially after seeing the mysterious thousand-foot figure. Their scalps tingled and they wished they could escape from here immediately.
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