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The powerful spiritual force instantly shattered the pillar of light on the main hall into countless fragments.
The entire main hall was immediately filled with smoke and dust.
And the spiritual force formed a spiritual pillar, which was briefly blocked by the pillar of light, but it did not weaken at all. Instead, it went straight towards the people in the immortal realm.
At the critical moment, Immortal Lord exerted all his strength to set up a barrier, barely blocking this palm.
The dust settled, and Fan Tu's originally tied-up long hair all scattered, flying wildly in the wind.
The Immortal Lord escaped from death, trembling as he looked through the smoke and dust, only to see a faint golden light emanating from his body, as if he were a statue tainted by impure air.
If it weren't already known that Fan Tu is a monster born from the combination of the immortal and spirit races, just by looking at the scene in front of us, one would definitely think he is a fallen deity from the immortal altar.
Fan Tu stared at Immortal Lord with bloodshot eyes, raised his hand and pointed at him, and spoke viciously:
"I warn you for the last time, if you don't leave the immortal realm and the Nine Heavens, there will come a day when I will make you accompany my mother in burial!"
With that, he swept his sleeves and left.
Immortal Lord Looking at his departing figure, I closed my eyes and let out a big sigh of relief.
"Immortal Lord Grandpa, are you okay?"
Immortal Lord Changle hurriedly stepped forward to support Immortal Lord.
"It's alright, although I am old, I still have enough strength to block this palm. It's just..."
Immortal Lord Hesitating to speak, with a troubled expression on his face.
He was very clear in his heart that Fan Tu had not used all his strength just now. If Fan Tu went all out, he was afraid that even he would not be able to resist.
"What did the Immortal Lord mean by his last words? Why didn't he exterminate us today?" A nearby Immortal Lord, who was almost scared to death, said anxiously, clutching his chest.
Immortal Lord Changle helped the Immortal Lord sit down and pondered with a furrowed brow.
"Beyond the immortal realm is the Nine Heavens. If the Nine Heavens are in trouble, it will definitely affect the entire three realms."
"So, it seems that the Demon Lord still has some conscience."
"I think you were scared silly by him! How could such a shameless person care about the life and death of the three realms!?"
"Not so!" Immortal Lord Changle continued, "When Immortal Lord Fangyuan and I went to Lingxu Mountain, we personally saw that many evil spirit beasts in the mortal realm had disappeared. Although there are many suppressions in the immortal realm, how could it be possible to completely eliminate them in such a short time? Therefore, I think it must be Fan Tu who has controlled the spirit beasts."
"Immortal Lord Changle, why are you still speaking up for that scum?" A burly Immortal Lord asked in a rough voice.
"It's not that I want to speak up for him, but when he killed Immortal Lord Fangyuan with that palm strike, it caused a great disturbance in the immortal realm, yet the mortal realm remained unscathed. Baina Immortal Lord, what do you think is the reason for this?"
Indeed, after that palm strike, the immortal realm sent people to the mortal realm and the underworld to investigate the number of casualties. But the mortal realm was not affected at all, and was even more peaceful and tranquil than when the spirit beasts were causing trouble.
Immortal Lord Changle As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent.
After a moment, Immortal Lord steadied his breath and slowly said, "In the end, Fan Tu is the flesh and blood of Princess Bihua. Despite inheriting his father's beastly nature, he still possesses the compassionate heart of his mother."
"He is unwilling to harm the innocent, so the only way to stop him now is to outsmart him. But Bai Zhe is still missing, and grandson believes that we should quickly send more people to search for Bai Zhe."
"Right, I'll leave this matter to you. In addition, Qiong Qi has also disappeared after the upheaval. If we don't find him soon, there may be endless trouble. Fortunately, the immortal stone has weakened his spiritual power, so there is no immediate cause for concern."
"Grandfather, rest assured, I will also send more people to search for Qiong Qi's whereabouts."
The Immortal Lord nodded and then waved to dismiss the crowd.
In the ruins of the grand hall, only Immortal Lord remained. He clutched his chest, feeling a dull, aching soreness. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He lay on the armrest of the seat symbolizing power, struggling to support his body, shaking his head with a hint of a sob, saying, "Retribution, retribution."
Because of Fan Tu's palm strike, the mortal realm endured a continuous downpour for five days.
The entire mortal world is covered by dark clouds, as if the sky is about to swallow the mortal world.
Bai Zhe stood under the eaves and looked up at the oppressive sky, "When immortals fight, mortals suffer. It seems that the immortal realm is not peaceful either."
"It's their own fault. For thousands of years, they have only pursued comfort and pleasure. It's time to make them wake up a bit."
Di Jiang used magic to dry off the rainwater on his body and cleaned up the fish he had salvaged.
"The wind at the door is cool, come inside quickly, and you'll soon be able to enjoy the delicious fish."
These days, Di Jiang has been fishing tirelessly for Bai Zhe, but no matter how much Bai Zhe persuades, it's all in vain.
Fortunately, Di Jiang is an ancient Spirit Bird, so a little rain won't really make him feel cold.
In the afternoon, the heavy rain finally gradually stopped, and the long-lost clear sky appeared.
Bai Zhe saw Di Jiang preparing to go out to fish, so she reached out and grabbed his arm.
"I'll go with you. I've been resting for a while now, and my spiritual power has recovered quite a bit. I also want to go out for a walk. Otherwise, I'll really start to feel cooped up."
"Do you really want to go out? Are you just trying to comfort me?"
"Silly Jiang'er, have I ever lied to you? I really have recovered a lot."
"Alright, but your spiritual power is still weak, so you must not linger outside for too long."
Bai Zhe slightly raised her pink lips and responded lightly.
West Sea Not far away, there is a small fishing village, where many fishermen make a living by fishing in the West Sea.
The fish here are exceptionally plump, and the people live and work in peace.
Bai Zhe wore a peach-colored dress and followed Di Jiang with light steps.
Her delicate face was free of makeup, yet still incredibly beautiful.
"Isn't this Master Jiang? Are you out fishing again?"
"The rain has stopped today, and the fish in the sea are really lively. Master Jiang, you must catch a few more today."
"Oh, the young lady behind Master Jiang is really beautiful. Could she be Master Jiang's wife?"
The fishermen and fisherwomen on the shore were all talking at once, but they were all friendly and kind. Although Bai Zhe felt a little out of place, he also found them very friendly.
Di Jiang blushed at their words, but he was also afraid of scaring Bai Zhe, so he said:
"Who's a madam? We haven't even made any plans yet. Let me introduce everyone. This is my distant cousin who has come to visit recently. She rarely goes out and is not good with words, so please take care of her."
"This is natural. Master Jiang's cousin is like a celestial being from the heavens. Even if Master Jiang doesn't instruct us, we still need to take good care of her."
The speaker is a pregnant fisherwoman, and standing beside her is a well-behaved and pretty little girl with two small braids, looking to be about seven or eight years old.
The little girl stared at Bai Zhe without blinking, her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak.
"Sister, are you really a fairy from the sky?"
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