Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Before she could finish her words, Su Lingyue swiftly snatched the Shadow Stone from behind her. In front of Ye Xiuyuan, the stone was crushed into powder. She smiled faintly and asked, "Now, can my junior brother feel at ease?"
Ye Xiuyuan furrowed his brows slightly, sensing that something was off, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He could only manage an awkward smile, bowing to several senior sisters before turning to leave.
Lan Wanyu was both shocked and angry. "Senior sister, did you really crush that thing?"
Su Lingyue's palm flickered, and a new Shadow Stone appeared in her hand. "What about this one?"
She had merely used Lan Wanyu's body as a cover to perform a small trick, conjuring a new Shadow Stone from her jade ring to deceive everyone.
Seeing this scene, Yu Miaoyin hesitated to speak. "Senior sister, what are you doing? Haven't you given up yet? Do you still want to go to the Master and complain?"
"This is too much; how could you deceive Junior Brother Ye? I'm going to tell him right now."
"Since you don't believe Junior Brother Ye, I'll find him immediately so he can confront you properly."
Su Lingyue stepped forward, blocking her path with a cold gaze. "Junior sister, you're not acting right."
"Not acting right? What do you mean? I'm perfectly fine! Senior sister, please step aside!"
"Old man, why don't you tell us more about what's happening in the city?"
The elders of the Xiaoyao Sect were stuck outside the city gate, caught in a dilemma. Initially, they had considered forcing their way in to investigate. However, after communicating with the people from Baiyun Palace, they realized this was the Demon Realm's Sacred Peak, which made them hesitate.
The Sacred Peak of the Demon Realm was so rare; if it truly appeared in the world, the demon clan would likely keep it hidden rather than allow it to be so openly accessible.
Elder Chang grabbed onto Qingxu Zhenren. "Master, I think we should take it slow. If we rashly enter the city, we might fall into some trap."
"Indeed, indeed," the other elders chimed in agreement.
Just then, although Wangjing City had been engulfed by the Youming Lotus, not all its inhabitants had perished. A few vigilant cultivators managed to break through the barriers and escape from the city.
Upon seeing them, those outside shouted for them to leave immediately.
Upon seeing these individuals, the elders of the Carefree Sect immediately approached them.
"Brother, you all seem quite anxious. What exactly has happened in this city?"
The leading cultivator, with hair as white as snow and an age difficult to discern, sighed at the mention of the city's affairs.
"I have lived for so long, yet this is the first time I have encountered such a situation. It is nothing short of hell!"
According to him, everything in Wangjing City was peaceful until one particular morning when the residents discovered that numerous black lotus blooms had suddenly sprouted in every corner of the city.
They all assumed these were wild blooms and paid them no mind. Some even picked them to take home as decorations.
However, just a few nights ago, these lotuses grew wildly overnight, spreading throughout the entire city.
Everyone woke up to find something was amiss and rushed to eliminate them. They tried chopping with swords, hacking with axes, dousing with water, and burning with fire. These lotuses were fragile; they would die upon destruction.
But for every one that was destroyed, a thousand more appeared.
An hour later, the situation in Wangjing City not only failed to improve but worsened significantly.
Realizing that these lotuses could not be dealt with, people attempted to flee the city, but the lotuses had blocked the city gates!
To make matters worse, these lotuses began to bloom!
When they were unbloomed, they were merely resilient and proliferated quickly. But once they bloomed, everyone realized the gravity of the situation.
They actually induced the townsfolk to turn against each other. In just one night, ninety percent of the city's population perished.
The remaining survivors were either those with strong wills or innocent children who knew nothing of the world. There were also some like us who sensed something was wrong and fought desperately for survival.
He rolled up his sleeve to reveal a deep wound on his arm that exposed bone; flesh was torn and grotesque.
"Were you harmed by those lotuses?"
"No," he replied. "This was self-inflicted to break free from the illusions."
He glanced back at several others behind him, all bearing similar scars.
They hung their heads in sorrow, their expressions filled with grief.
In one night, all friends and family perished; only a few of us managed to escape.
As he spoke those final words, tears streamed down his face as he touched his eyes, which moved the members of the Carefree Sect deeply.
"But this is not the time for mourning."
Elder Chang interjected from beside him, probing further into whether there were any other peculiar occurrences in the city.
The old man paused for a moment before responding. "You all seem genuinely concerned. May I ask which faction you belong to?"
"We are elders of the Carefree Sect," came the reply. "Hearing about anomalies in Wangjing City, we came to investigate but found ourselves a step too late."
Upon hearing that they were elders of the Carefree Sect, the remaining few immediately became excited.
"Do you seniors intend to enter the city?"
Indeed, these things must be eradicated!
We are willing to share everything we have seen and heard in the city, but if you elders happen to see any innocent souls remaining after entering the city, could you lend them a hand?
Of course, we will do our utmost.
After a moment of contemplation, a young boy suddenly spoke up.
The four major sects have issued a bounty on the Bai family. Just a few days ago, the trace of that Bai Ruojing appeared in the city. The entire Wangjing City has heightened its defenses and dispatched many cultivators to patrol at night; my father is one of them, and I accompanied him on patrol. I saw...
The boy's eyes widened in shock as he recalled that scene, struggling to find the right words.
That night, he suddenly noticed that the pitch-black sky seemed to ripple as if something was stirring beneath it. A dark, pointed hook emerged from thin air, tracing a line through the air as if trying to tear something apart.
He was startled and quickly called his father to look, but when they both looked up, that strange phenomenon had vanished without a trace. He couldn't even tell if what he saw was real or just a dream.
Later, when Lian Zhuang slaughtered everyone in the city, he pondered over what he had witnessed that night and grew increasingly fearful.
The boy's face turned pale as he trembled and said, "I think I realized later that it seemed like some kind of monster was trying to break through from within. That slightly curved hook I saw must have been its claw. But how could such a monster emerge from thin air? Air is just air—empty and devoid of anything. What was that strange ripple?"
Upon hearing this, the members of the Xiaoyao Sect felt a chill run down their spines and their hearts sank.
Could it be that what this boy spoke of was the so-called spatial rift? It seems that what the paper man said might not all be lies after all. If this is true, we must enter the city as soon as possible.
The boy raised his head, his eyes filled with hope. "Elders, you can defeat that monster, right?"
Realizing Qingxu pondered for a moment before reaching out to pat his head gently. "We will do our best; at the very least, that monster will definitely not be able to escape!"
Comment 0 Comment Count