Chapter 433: 433: Hello neighbour [1]
The sky had suddenly turned red.
Fang Yuan stood quietly beneath it, his gaze fixed on the crimson heavens. Beside him, Lin Zhaoyue watched the same scene with calm eyes.
"What is that?" Fang Yuan asked.
"An opportunity," Lin Zhaoyue replied.
Fang Yuan turned toward her.
She smiled,"This realm has made contact with another realm."
Fang Yuan frowned,"What if the new realm is stronger than ours?"
Lin Zhaoyue chuckled softly.
"Silly."
Her fingers tightened slightly around his arm.
"The only threat to our realm would be those from the Higher Realm. There is only one Higher Realm, and even they cannot invade us."
The phenomenon was not limited to Mount Skyhowl.
Every corner of the world could see the crimson sky.
Cultivators formed their own theories.
Mortals, unaware of cultivation, higher realms, or interdimensional connections, came up with explanations that made sense to them.
Religious groups proclaimed it a divine omen.
Kings declared it a heavenly warning.
Scholars wrote countless interpretations.
Rumors spread faster than wildfire.
Within a month, the entire world had descended into chaos.
Absolute Yin Sky.
That was the name people eventually gave the phenomenon.
A scarlet sky.
Crimson mist descending from the heavens.
And anyone unfortunate enough to enter that mist would lose their sanity and descend into violent madness.
To the eyes of mortals, it looked as though a piece of the sky itself had fallen into the world.
Ever since the appearance of the Absolute Yin Sky, Lin Zhaoyue had entered what Fang Yuan privately called her "Matriarch Mode."
Preparations for war had begun immediately.
In the courtyard of the Fang Estate, every young cultivator of the Fang and Lin Families had gathered.
Xiao Pei stood at the front, his grip firm around his crimson spear.
Lu Yi was nowhere to be seen, though Fang Yuan was certain he would appear the moment he was needed.
Everyone gathered here was a force to be reckoned with.
There were over two hundred cultivators present.
The combined strength of both the Fang and Lin Families.
Among them, the weakest had already reached the Golden Core Realm.
Twenty-six had stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm.
Such a force was enough to sweep through the current world unhindered.
Fang Yuan’s gaze shifted toward the small group gathered around Xiao Pei.
The true monsters.
Every single one of them had reached the Hollow Spirit Realm.
Any one of them alone possessed the power to dominate the entire realm.
Yet here they stood together.
Xiao Pei, Du Juan, Fang Mei, Fang Lian, Mu Qing and Lu Yi, despite his current absence.
And finally, himself and Lin Zhaoyue.
At his side, Lin Zhaoyue wrapped one arm tightly around one of his.
Meanwhile, her other hand firmly held Fang Qingyue’s.
Not out of affection, but to ensure the little girl remained on her side instead of sneaking over to cling to Fang Yuan.
Fang Qingyue puffed her cheeks in protest but Lin Zhaoyue simply tightened her grip.
Fang Yuan ignored the child’s plight and stepped forward and looked at the gathered cultivators.
More than two hundred pairs of eyes immediately focused on him.
"Greetings everyone, I’m sure everyone knows the reason for why we are the gathering today."
His voice was calm, yet it carried throughout the entire courtyard.
"Today, we will go and see how the other realm looks like."
A cold smile appeared on his face.
"And we will show them how am invasion is done."
The crowd erupted in loud cheers, but before anyone else could speak, Xiao Pei took a step forward and raised his crimson spear toward the sky.
"Did you all hear that?!"
His voice thundered across the estate.
"We’re not defending today! We’re going invading!"
The younger cultivators immediately straightened while Xiao Pei grinned.
"All of you have been complaining about lacking opportunities! Well, here’s your chance!"
He swept his spear toward the crimson sky.
"Fight well today and maybe you’ll finally stop being juniors!
Maybe you’ll earn enough merit to become elders!"
The crowd exploded with excitement.
"Fight!"
"For the family!"
"For the clan!"
Fang Yuan watched the scene for a moment before raising a hand.
Space instantly distorted and a massive crack appeared before the gathered army.
Without any delay, Fang Yuan was the first stepped forward.
The others followed naturally.
In the next instant, the entire force vanished.
When they reappeared, they found themselves standing before a sea of crimson mist.
The red fog stretched as far as the eye could see, churning like a living ocean beneath the blood-red sky.
The concentration here was so dense that even Nascent Soul cultivators felt their instincts screaming in warning.
The excited atmosphere from earlier immediately cooled.
Many of the younger cultivators unconsciously swallowed.
They had all heard the stories, stories of people who entered the mist with curiousity only to return mad.
Anyone who remained inside too long lost themselves completely.
Even Xiao Pei’s expression became serious.
Fang Yuan quietly observed the crimson sea before turning toward Lin Zhaoyue.
For some reason, she seemed to understand far more about this phenomenon than anyone else.
Lin Zhaoyue met his gaze.
Then she leaned closer and whispered into his ear.
"Cut through the space here."
Fang Yuan frowned.
"The space?"
Lin Zhaoyue nodded.
"Use that world law you’ve been trying to grasp."
For a moment, Fang Yuan remained silent.
Then he slowly looked back toward the endless crimson mist.
Cut through the space?
That was easier said than done.
Yet there was no reason to doubt Lin Zhaoyue.
Even if the heavens themselves gave him a million reasons to doubt her, he would sooner question the heavens’ intentions than hers.
Without another word, Fang Yuan drew his sword and closed his eyes.
Void energy began gathering around the sword.
At first, it was barely noticeable, then more and more of it converged toward the blade.
The space around the sword distorted.
Cracks spread through the air.
The gathered cultivators felt their hearts tremble as an overwhelming sense of destruction accumulated within the blade.
One minute passed, only then Fang Yuan opened his eyes.
He slowly raised his sword above his head and then he swung down with all his strength.
"Spatial Cut."
