Chapter 296: The Great Cold Demon Sect Strikes!
Chapter 296: The Great Cold Demon Sect Strikes!
When Shen Xinzi spoke, the disciples of the Medicine Valley all cheered. Shen Xinzi hesitated, wanting to add one more thing: it seemed that no continent had been chosen.
To destroy an entire continent would require unimaginable power, and as a Ninth Stage Transcendent, he would certainly be able to sense such a thing.
But he didn't want to break the mood and cause unnecessary panic.
Even if they knew what was coming, what could they do?
It was better to enjoy the surprise and live the remaining days without worry.
Time continued to pass.
The moon set, and the sun rose. When the next day's sunlight swept across the world, the inhabitants of the continent finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fate Immortal had said that a continent would be chosen each day, and at least they had survived the first day.
The Great TaiXuan Sect also calmed down, though many families began to evacuate, the overall foundation remained unshaken.
Gu An returned to the Third Medicine Valley, and the valley had returned to its normal order. After Xiao Chuan left, An Xin began to manage the valley. Because of her gentle nature, most of the disciples liked her, and her management had never gone wrong.
As soon as he returned, Shen Zhen found him.
"Want to avoid the disaster?" Shen Zhen asked with a smug smile, her eyes curved like crescent moons behind her veil.
Gu An walked toward the distant garden, asking casually, "How can I avoid the disaster?"
Shen Zhen followed his pace and said, "I can hide you in a scroll, and when the time comes, hide again. That way, you can avoid the disaster."
"Someone is trying to destroy a continent. Where can you hide?"
"Underground, of course. When he says destroy a continent, it must mean to devastate the land, shattering it into pieces. It can't mean to completely wipe it out."
"Interesting point. Are you a genius?"
Gu An suddenly realized, looking at Shen Zhen with a shocked expression.
Shen Zhen's lips twitched under her veil; she could tell he was being sarcastic.
Gu An continued, "Don't overthink it. I always feel that yesterday, our continent was not chosen. That mysterious pressure wouldn't lie, and haven't you noticed how calm today has been?"
Shen Zhen squinted her eyes, asking, "You mean the Great Cold Demon Sect's attack was blocked?"
"Very likely. After all, I believe the heavens have eyes. There must be great cultivators who care about the world, and the likes of the Great Cold Demon Sect cannot last long!"
Gu An said firmly, his face showing determination.
Shen Zhen hesitated, unsure how to respond. To call him foolish, how could he have reached his current position? To call him naive, how could he have written such a wondrous book as Journey to the West?
"You say the heavens have eyes. You say, in the unseen, are there truly gods and immortals? I'm not talking about those with great cultivation; I mean true immortals." Shen Zhen suddenly asked curiously.
She had always felt that The Investiture of the Gods and Journey to the West were not mere fictions. There must be something Gu An had seen, embellished and imagined to write them.
Perhaps, as Gu An said, the immortals had guided him in his dreams.
Gu An and Shen Zhen chatted idly, just a small part of the world. Everywhere, people were discussing Fate Immortal.
As long as Fate Immortal didn't die, the great calamity couldn't end.
Two days later.
Nine-Fingered Divine Lord and Steal the Five Elements returned to the Third Medicine Valley, as if they had made a pact.
When they sat in front of the chessboard, they exchanged a glance, their eyes heavy.
"Did you feel it too?" Steal the Five Elements asked.
Nine-Fingered Divine Lord moved a piece, saying, "The net of heaven and earth, with no place to escape."
Steal the Five Elements followed with a piece, saying, "Why would you have no place to escape? I am the one who can't control my own fate."
His gaze couldn't help but turn toward the distant pavilion.
Ji Xiaoyu was his hope.
Nine-Fingered Divine Lord was silent, sighing softly.
Steal the Five Elements looked at him, asking curiously, "By the way, I've always been curious, what exactly are you looking for?"
Nine-Fingered Divine Lord didn't answer, making Steal the Five Elements thoughtful. He seemed to have an idea, his expression becoming subtle.
...
In the Divine Anomaly Realm.
By the sea.
The Divine Anomaly Master stood before the Divine Anomaly Monument, surrounded by seven Divine Anomaly Demon Kings, all gazing up at the sky.
Under the blood-red sky, a dust mote floated, gently spinning.
Compared to the composure of the Divine Anomaly Master, the other Demon Kings were uneasy, knowing who they faced.
"Divine Anomaly Master, prepare to march with us."
A cold voice echoed, reverberating throughout the vast world.
Zhang Buku, far in his cave, also heard the voice. He couldn't help but open his eyes, frowning, beginning to worry about the Divine Anomaly Master.
The Divine Anomaly Master was expressionless, asking, "March where?"
"To avenge your subordinate, Tian Wuchang."
The cold voice echoed again, this statement changing the expressions of the Divine Anomaly Master and the Demon Kings.
The Great Cold Demon Sect and that existence would fight after all!
This battle would likely decide the fate of this region!
...
In the Star Sea Sect, a small world.
An Hao stood before the palace gate, watching disciples continuously enter and exit the floating islands, his brows furrowed.
A figure appeared beside him, his master, Floating Sunk Real Person.
An Hao hastily said, "Master, I need to talk to you about something important..."
"Let's discuss it on the way. We need to retreat today!" Daoist Fuchen said with a grave expression.
An Hao couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
"The Great Cold Demon Sect is making a large-scale invasion, targeting the continent where Daoist Sword Venerable resides. They are likely planning to besiege your master," Daoist Fuchen explained.
An Hao was instantly alarmed upon hearing this.
Before An Hao could respond, Daoist Fuchen continued, "Your cultivation level won't be of much help to your master. It's better to leave as soon as possible. While your master is strong, he can't withstand the entire Great Cold Demon Sect's assault."
An Hao gritted his teeth, "I'm not worried about my master. No, I have to go back!"
An Xin was still within the TaiXuan Sect. How could he bear to leave her behind?
He immediately leaped up, intending to force his way out of the Star Sea Sect, but a long strand of fur wrapped around him, clearly Daoist Fuchen's whisk.
"Master!" An Hao shouted with a heart-wrenching cry, startling the other disciples within the sect.
Daoist Fuchen, holding the whisk, began to chant a spell, the long strands of the whisk quickly extending, blocking An Hao's mouth.
"I'm sorry, disciple!"
Daoist Fuchen's eyes turned resolute.
This scene left the other disciples silent, no one spoke, as they all knew the situation, feeling equally heavy-hearted, also having people they couldn't bear to leave behind.
The Star Sea Sect had to flee!
Elsewhere.
Li Ya, relying on the Divine City, forcefully broke through, no one could stop him.
He swiftly flew out of the Star Sea Sect, coming to the ocean.
"Disciple, you must think carefully, once you go, there's no turning back."
An ancient voice sounded, Li ya turned back to look from the tower top, but saw no figure of his master.
He didn't answer, instead instructing the Divine Spirit on his shoulder to proceed.
The Divine Spirit wailed, and the Divine City immediately displayed extraordinary speed, gliding toward the horizon of the sea.
Flying for a while, no one chased after, Li ya sighed in relief, looking at the distance, his eyes became resolute.
"Gu Shidi, wait for me!"
"And the Ancestor, I wonder if this old fellow cares about me!"
Li ya silently thought, his face heavy.
Previously, his feelings were shallow, his heart only in rage, because Zhang Buku turned into a Divine Grievenge, but when the Star Sea Sect announced to flee, he thoroughly panicked.
The Star Sea Sect was a major sect of the sea, but if there was the slightest chance, it wouldn't let go of its territory.
Hearing the Great Cold Demon Sect targeting Daoist Sword Venerable, he couldn't contain himself.
Daoist Sword Venerable was his ancestor, he wasn't worried, the ancestor could flee if couldn't win, but he worried others couldn't flee.
We must hurry.
Li ya clenched his teeth, fearing the continent already fell.
The Divine Spirit wasn't panicked, it leaped up, jumping joyfully in the air, making Li ya both angry and envious.
This fellow truly feared nothing, unknown where his confidence came from.
Time swiftly passed.
Two hours later.
Li ya, sitting on the tower top, suddenly sensed something, he opened his eyes, discovering the Divine City fell into darkness, subconsciously looking up, then, he widened his eyes, face showing disbelief.
"How... could... this be..."
Li ya muttered, his voice trembling, eyes full of despair.
...
Third Medicine Valley.
Before the wooden fence in the garden, Gu An was stretching his limbs.
Passing by Yu Yingying, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you doing? Didn't you practice this morning?"
Gu An replied, "Just wanted to move, what's wrong with that?"
There will be a great battle next!
Indeed, the Great Cold Demon Sect was terrifying!
Dense auras approached from all directions, the pressure overwhelming, once they arrived, if the continent's beings saw, they would surely be frightened stiff-legged.
Yu Yingying looked at him, couldn't help but ask, "Everyone is worrying the great calamity, why aren't you afraid?"
"Because I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid," Gu An casually answered, making Yu Yingying widen her eyes, feeling like punching him.
She really couldn't understand Gu An, letting him face the world, he feared death, now the great calamity approaching, he was not afraid of death.
A truly mysterious person.
But for some reason, the more she panicked, the more she wanted to chat with Gu An, perhaps because of Gu An's fearless attitude.
Gu An saw through her thoughts, smiling, "No matter if you worry or not, fear or not, it won't change anything, right?"
Yu Yingying opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond.
Gu An took out the Heavenly Abode Sword, suddenly unsheathed it.
The sword light shone on Yu Yingying's face, startling her awake.
Looking at the sword-raising Gu An, the strange feeling she had before reappeared, the golden patterned Gu An looked so extraordinary, as if an immortal lord was present.
She had to admit, although Gu An's cultivation wasn't much, his appearance and aura were quite transcendent, unlike ordinary people.
Gu An raised the sword toward Yu Yingying, the sword tip falling into her pupils, frightening her entire body trembling.
"If this sword could help you cut away the fear in your hearts, how wonderful would that be?"
These words stunned Yu Yingying.
(End of Chapter)
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