Chapter 623: Chapter 191: The Collapsing World! The Legendary Daoist Fan Wu! (10,000-word mega Chapter, please subscribe)_3
A particularly fine crack had already spread to his feet, startling him into hastily moving them aside.
His face was etched with horror as he said, "If this small world suddenly collapses, then it’s very likely that all of us will be buried here."
Liu Feng’s tone was unusually mournful, for he felt that his life was truly coming to an end.
Tears streamed down from his eyes.
In that moment, he thought of his wife and daughter far away in the Great Yan Dynasty, and his heart was filled with nothing but regret.
If he had known, he would not have visited his relatives.
The visit had gone very smoothly, but the return trip was proving painful.
Such an event...
Who could have expected it!
"Oh?" Fan Wu surveyed his surroundings. Although he was not particularly familiar with what a fissure small world was, the state of affairs in front of him was obvious to anyone with eyes—the fissure small world was indeed on the brink of collapse.
Crack!!
Just then, it was as if the sound of something shattering suddenly rang out.
Causing several people present.
To all be startled!
"What was that noise?" Liu Feng, already scared to a state of nervous breakdown, frantically looked around but could not find anything, until he raised his head and looked up at the sky.
His pupils suddenly contracted, his facial expression turned bewildering, and then he let out a terrified shout, "Up... up... above! The sky! The sky has shattered!"
What?
Everyone immediately looked up at the sky above, and then they saw the cracks spreading through the sky, resembling shattered colored glaze. Those fine cracks were chilling to behold.
Of the four people, only Fan Wu’s expression was the calmest. Upon seeing the cracked sky, he even showed a hint of a smile and said, "It looks like heaven never completely cuts off all escape routes. Hasn’t a path of survival just appeared?"
"Ah?!"
Fan Wu’s somewhat abrupt remark caused everyone present to be taken aback.
A path of survival?
Where?
Hmm?
Wait!
Yun Jiuqing suddenly thought of something, her eyes widening as she asked Fan Wu, "Taoist Priest Fan, surely you aren’t saying that the path of survival is up there in the sky above our heads, are you?"
"Yes!" Fan Wu nodded as if it were a matter of course.
Yun Jiuqing was a bit confused, "But... but none of us can fly, and with our lightness skills, we can’t jump to such heights."
Actually, what she wanted to say even more was—this didn’t look like a path of survival at all!
"No matter."
Fan Wu casually beckoned, summoning the City God’s Command from afar. After inserting the City God’s Command at his waist, Fan Wu once again activated the "Ghost-Killing Path." His Ghost-Killing Path still had a half-minute time limit today!
Thirty seconds.
That was enough.
When the giant specter of an evil ghost appeared behind Fan Wu, it was the first time Yun Jiuqing and the others had seen such a ghostly specter from such a close distance. No, that’s not right! It was no longer just seeing; they could even feel the evil ghost specter!
Or rather, the ghostly specter that Daoist Fan Wu had summoned was so massive that it inevitably touched them.
Yet curiously, the ghostly specter that had caused such immense damage to the Witch Immortal felt to them like touching a gust of air.
At most, it was a particularly cold gust of air, nothing more.
"Truly extraordinary..." Xing Fengzi tilted his head all the way back and still couldn’t see the full appearance of the ghostly specter, which filled him with an unprecedented shock.
Not to mention Daoist Fan Wu himself, just the ghostly specter behind him was already terrifyingly striking!
Xing Fengzi even believed... that such a specter could flatten their Di Zu Guan!
And this thought was not unfounded.
For he had personally witnessed the formidable power of the ghostly specter.
That’s why he had such an idea.
"Taoist Priest Fan... what are you doing?" Just when Yun Jiuqing was slightly astonished, she suddenly saw Daoist Priest Fan move, and the ghostly specter behind him moved along with him.
Daoist Priest Fan held the Demon-Slaying Sword and thrust it towards the shattered heavens above with a sword strike across the void!
Swish!!!
The dazzling sword light from the Demon-Slaying Sword split the air, the blinding white light almost blinding Yun Jiuqing and the others.
So much so that they couldn’t clearly see what happened next.
All they heard was like someone smashing thousands of porcelain pieces violently to the ground, the sound of shattering unceasingly ringing out.
"Open." And then there were these two words spoken by Daoist Fan Wu.
Xing Fengzi was just about to use a technique to soothe his own eyes.
Then he felt his shoulder grasped by someone.
Such a large hand, his first thought was of Daoist Fan Wu.
Before Xing Fengzi could ask Daoist Fan Wu why he was holding onto him,
He suddenly realized he was being lifted.
Wait!
It was a sensation Xing Fengzi found very familiar!
Just as this thought crossed his mind, Xing Fengzi felt a formidable force tossing him into the air. He was clearly aware that his body was soaring skyward, so fast that the skin on his face began to wrinkle.
