Chapter 172: The Collapse of Ku Mountain! (2)
Translator: Storm in a Teacup
Meanwhile, on the shore of the Feng Shen Sea.
The collapse of the Ku Mountain gave out tremendous shook waves. As the waves were overwhelmingly approaching, the Fiend Cultivator in red, who had been casually roasting meat, stood up quickly and ran away without any hesitation.
“What’s happening? What’s the cause of such a horrible power?”
Fei Hua Sect, the nearest sect to the Northern Land of Arctic.
Lady Fengsi smashed the gleaming jade table and looked towards the Northern Land of Arctic. She said with great astonishment, “The Northern Land of Arctic... What a horrible blow! Xuan Lingzi, is that you... No! Even you are not able to do that!!!”
The Fiend Realm, merely separated from the Northern Land of Arctic by Chong State.
Qi Luo, the Chief Steward of the Fiend Palace, was tasting tea peacefully. In the instant the waves swept over the territory, a black figure and a white one flashed into the yard, The Left Chief Guardian Qin Guihe said hurriedly, “Something happened in the Northern Land of Arctic? What is it?”
Qi Luo clutched the cup until she smashed it into pieces. She stood up with pale face, “Our master... is there!”
Ling Yun Hall, Tai Hua Mountain.
Sir Hao Xingzi quietly stood in front of the shelf of Life Lanterns. Suddenly, the golden lantern on the top flickered and dimmed. The speed was so fast that no one got to think, and it seemed that the lantern was about to go off in a blink, but then it resumed burning gradually.
Hao Xingzi was terrified, “Xuan Lingzi... is badly wounded.” As he stopped speaking, he felt a horrible wave. Hao Xingzi turned to the direction of the Northern Land of Arctic with a shocking face, “The Northern Land of Arctic!”
In the cultivation world, apart from Xuan Lingzi and the Fiend Exalt Mo Qian Qiu who had already known what happened in the Northern Land of Arctic as they were there, the Grand Masters of Duan Hun Sect, Gui Yuan Sect, Shen Jian Sect, Bai’s family and Yun’s family also sensed something. They opened their eyes from the trance of convalescence and looked at the direction of the Northern Land of Arctic with shock.
The Grand Master Gui Yan of Duan Hun Sect said in a hoarse voice, “The Northern Land of Arctic...”
The Grand Master Ling Shang of Gui Yuan Sect sighed, “Amitabha. A great many of people will lose their souls in the Northern Land of Arctic.”
The Grand Master Jian Xiao of Shen Jian Sect stood up, “What caused that horrible power wave in the Northern Land of Arctic?””
The Grand Master of Bai’s family narrowed his eyes, “Did the astral wind whip up the Feng Shen Sea?”
The Grand Master of Yun’s family made a prediction by hand knack, and then he should spit blood! He looked towards the Northern Land of Arctic, “The Ku Mountain!”
The Demon Realm was totally immune from those powerful waves, as it was separated from Northern Land of Arctic by Chong State, Ming State, Fiend Realm, and the Thirteen Seas as large as seven states. However, the Supreme Demon Exalt in the deep cave opened his eyes suddenly, and his old face as wrinkled as bark showed astonishment. He hadn’t had such expression for at least tens of thousands of years.
In the hall, the seductive and fascinating Demon Exalt Yin Ji was sitting in the arms of a strong and handsome man. She was enjoying the fruit with a pleasant face. However, as she heard an old man’s voice in the hall, her smile was gone in an instant.
She stood upright and waved her hand tenderly. Then the man who was fondling her behind stopped breathing. He still fixed his eyes filled with confusion on her graceful figure as he was dying.
The Supreme Demon Exalt said in a low voice, “Enormous turbulence has happened in the Northern Land of Arctic.”
Yin Ji’s face fell and asked, “What turbulence?”
The Supreme Demon Exalt said, “One that can seriously injure both of us, or even kill us.”
Yin Ji opened her beautiful eyes wide. After a thought, she said, “My spy in the Fiend Palace has tricked the disciple of Mo Qianqiu to the Northern Land of Arctic. And my demon in Fei Hua Sect also sent me a message that the disciple of Xuan Lingzi has been also there recently.”
The Supreme Demon Exalt asked quickly, “Are Xuan Lingzi and Mo Qianqiu there?”
Yin Ji shook her head, “I don’t know.”
After a pause, the Supreme Demon Exalt resumed his calm voice, “It doesn’t matter even if they are not there. You have done a great job this time, Yin Ji. If we can seize the disciples of Xuan Lingzi and Mo Qianqiu amid the turbulence, we can have a valuable chip in the upcoming battle.”
Yin Ji said, “I will send my man to the Northern Land of Arctic and find them out!”
An unexpected collapse put the thirty-six states, the Fiend Realm and the Demon Realm in tense immediately.
Xuan Lingzi used his early-stage Deity Transformation Period spiritual power and even a drop of his golden blood to smack Luo Jianqing away so that he could fly away from the shock waves in fifteen minutes and finally... fell into the Feng Shen Sea!
Suddenly, the fierce astral wind whirled in the sea, causing a huge waterspout which attacked Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing took out his Floating Frost Sword quickly and used “One Sword Turns Nine-pedaled Lotus”. He blocked that waterspout with great difficulty, yet countless astral wind rushed towards Luo Jianqing. He racked his brains and drew a ward to save his spiritual power. At the same time, he immediately flew to the opposite direction.
Tears welled in Luo Jianqing’s red eyes!
However, he didn’t return to find Xuan Lingzi. His priority was to leave the Feng Shen Sea, and he could only save Xuan Lingzi by keeping himself alive!
He flew through the boundless sea for three days.
Ultimately, he even lost his way and didn’t know whether he was circling. He could only focus on one direction. The spiritual power was not bottomless, and the pills and instruments would run out. As Luo Jianqing swallowed the one hundredth spiritual pill, his spiritual power was exhausted, and a wind swiftly penetrated the ward, leaving a bloody cut on his face.
The next moment, overwhelming astral wind formed three waterspouts rushing towards Luo Jianqing!
Luo Jianqing smacked his own chest with his left hand and spit a drop of spiritual blood. As the drop of the blood fell on his Floating Frost Sword, it shined brightly with indigo light.
“Blossom Lotus Sword!”
The indigo lotus crushed with waterspouts, giving out a huge noise.
The next day, the Fiend Cultivator in red, who was heading to Chong State, suddenly stopped. He stood among the fleeing cultivators and turned around, looking towards the Feng Shen Sea with shock. The intensive tinkles of a bell were ringing in his ears. For a moment, he flew against the crowd to the inner place of the Northern Land of Arctic!
In the mass of fleeing cultivators, a figure flying to the opposite direction was quite conspicuous, yet no one cared about that.
After a while, Mo Qiu stopped. He looked down with a serious face and took out a white jade tablet. The moment he crumbed the tablet, he curled up his red lips and sneered, “Luo Jianqing, you’d better pray that this shitty tablet can work. Otherwise, if you really die...”
Mo Qiu stopped and let out a sign, “No, you won’t, as long as I am here!”
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