The moment the four giant swords exploded, the whole world fell silent. The overwhelming force caused ripples like huge waves. Wherever it passed, countless people with terrified eyes were instantly turned into ice sculptures and exploded with a loud bang.
All sounds were drowned out, and everyone's movements and expressions became incredibly slow.
Zhao Fuyi and Mo Ping opened their eyes wide and fought desperately to set up the formation, but two figures suddenly appeared in front of them.
Zhuge Zi should try his best to control all the Yanjia around him and build them up one by one in front.
Xie Jingshan crossed his two swords, bloodshot in his eyes as he tried his best to protect the limp Xie Tianbao. When he was violently engulfed by the ice, his shoulders sank.
Xing Tuozi's eyes were filled with fear. He gritted his teeth and rushed through the crack in the ice wall, escaping first.
Shi Yuming stepped off the ground and stood up, his body rising high like an insurmountable mountain.
Brother Wu Chao protected his younger brother Wu Yang. Ye Tianlang and Zhao Benlei stood firmly beside Pei Shengyue. Pei Shengyue pushed Jiang Ling'er through the crack that was about to close, holding his sword in front of him.
Feng Zhuxin and Zuo Qiuhe smiled sadly and clasped their hands together. Their respective innate spiritual weapons vibrated and hummed, and sound waves and ink ripples protected everyone.
The monsters who had already escaped from the formation and fled far away sensed movement from behind, and Lu Ling stopped and looked back.
A figure with a sharp sword energy suddenly rushed past him and threw himself towards the battlefield without hesitation.
Unfortunately, it's too late...
boom!
The ice-blue waves swept across thousands of miles, and four majestic beams of light shot straight into the sky. The sky and the earth were shattered and rolled at the same time, and waves raged and crushed the surroundings.
The entire wilderness collapsed under the heavy weight and fell apart, becoming irreparable.
Lu Nanzhi was knocked away by the residual force, but fortunately a blue light burst out from the sword box behind her, protecting her in time.
When she got up, the sky was filled with ice crystals. The frozen East China Sea had become a floating island in the void. The surrounding area was the broken desolate land and sky, which kept collapsing and disappearing.
The void storm was howling, making ghostly cries. Lu Nanzhi leaned forward and moved towards the battlefield with difficulty against the strong wind.
“Ahh—”
The sorrowful cries echoed across the devastated ice field. Everywhere there were frozen flesh and blood, and there were monks who had survived the catastrophe and were heartbroken after seeing their companions die tragically.
There were originally more than a hundred Jindan cultivators, but at this moment, only a dozen or so were still able to move.
In the scorched earth burned by the raging fire, Zhao Fuyi, half covered in blood, woke up slowly, with sharp tinnitus in his ears and dizziness.
The unconscious Wen Miao was lying on top of her, half of her body frozen into ice, her back was bloody and full of sharp ice spikes.
Zhao Fuyi sat up while holding Wen Miao, and saw that only half of the chessboard belonging to Mo Ping was left. There was no trace of Cang Huo anywhere, but the charred black mixed with blood on the ground meant that...
"Junior Brother Cang Huo, Senior Brother Mo Ping..."
Zhao Fuyi's eyes were filled with tears and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Not far away, the surviving cultivators of the Zhuge family hugged the cold bodies of Zhuge Ziying and another senior brother, crying in pain.
"grandfather!!!"
Xie Jingshan was in a mess, kneeling beside a piece of ice and crying loudly. In the ice, there was half of Xie Tianbao's face with a kind smile.
Shi Yuming, who had already prepared himself to die, opened his eyes and was shocked to find that he was still alive. He was surrounded by shrill cries. He stood up in a daze, blood dripping down his cheeks.
At their feet were Feng Zhuxin and Zuo Qiuhe's piano and pen, which had lost their luster and were covered with frost.
Ye Tianlang and Zhao Benlei were seriously injured and unconscious but still breathing.
Wu Chao held Wu Yang's lifeless body, crying and cursing, "I am the elder brother, and you are the younger brother. If anyone has to die, it should be me, the elder brother, who should die. You fool, you fool..."
Pei Shengyue was covered in blood and tears. She crawled out of the formation and staggered to Jiang Ling'er, who had switched places with her.
"Jiang Ling'er, didn't you promise me that you would never do such a thing of exchanging lives for lives again? You promised me!!!"
Jiang Ling'er weakly raised the corner of her mouth to Pei Shengyue, "I... forgot... next time... next time I really... really won't... do it again..."
Jiang Ling'er's whole body went limp and she was completely out of breath.
Pei Shengyue hugged Jiang Ling'er tightly, crying in agony.
Shi Yuming felt a pain in his heart and his eyes turned red. He wanted to go over to comfort her, but suddenly he stepped on something. He looked down and found it was Xing Tuozi's Chaos Star Disk. Only one-third of it was left, with a faint glow on it.
Shi Yuming remembered that Xing Tuozi had run away a long time ago. No matter what happened in the past, he was always the first to escape.
Shi Yuming half-knelt down and picked up the broken Chaos Star Plate, on which there was still a bit of Xing Tuozi's soul left, and made a faint sound.
"My divination is so... accurate..."
The last bit of light on the Chaos Star Disk dissipated along with the sound. Shi Yuming's nose suddenly felt sour. He finally remembered the light and shadow of the Chaos Star Disk that appeared under everyone's feet at the last moment.
It was Xing Tuozi who risked his life to save most of the people.
Shi Yuming knelt down holding the fragments of the Chaos Star Disk, his head lowered and his shoulders shaking violently, crying silently.
Lu Nanzhi rushed to Zhao Fuyi, knelt on the ground, and picked up half a jade slip from the charred ruins. There was half of the word "secret" on it, which was clearly Canghuo's thing.
Seeing Zhao Fuyi forcibly suppressing the grief in her heart, feeding the pill to Wen Miao, then staggering to stand up and carrying her on her back, Lu Nanzhi felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
What is all this for?!
For the first time in her life, she thought about this question seriously. In the past, even when the Lu family was destroyed, she felt relieved and sad. Later, when she practiced cultivation, she always kept to herself and only left room for a few people in her heart.
Even if the war between humans and demons involves her, she will never make things difficult for herself or kidnap herself. She still feels that it has nothing to do with her. No matter how strong the wind and rain are, she only focuses on reaching the peak of swordsmanship and moves forward courageously.
But at this moment, seeing so many teachers, relatives and friends dying in front of him because of the war between humans and demons, Lu Nanzhi could no longer stay out of it and could only watch indifferently.
They are so innocent, what have they done wrong to have to endure all this!
Lu Nanzhi couldn't help hating herself and felt that she was incompetent and useless. She could obviously do something to stop all this, but she thought too much, hesitated, and ultimately did nothing!
The strong sense of guilt made Lu Nanzhi feel as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She clenched her fists tightly. A crazy idea took root in her heart uncontrollably and wanted to break out of the ground.
Zhao Fuyi suppressed her tears. Her clothes were torn and she looked disheveled. She glanced at Lu Nanzhi who was kneeling on the ground with her back to Wen Miao. Facing the strong wind and thunder, she looked firmly towards Dongfang Guixu.
"There's no time for you to cry here. Stand up while you still have the strength. The only way to live up to their desperate efforts to save you is to escape! Only when we are alive can there be hope!"
After saying that, Zhao Fuyi tried his best to set up the escape light and continued to move forward with Wen Miao on his back.
The aura of Zhao Fuyi affected everyone around. Pei Shengyue also carried Jiang Ling'er on his back. Shi Yuming stuffed the fragments of the Chaos Star Disk into his arms, carried Ye Tianlang and Zhao Benlei, and forced Wu Chao to leave.
Lu Nanzhi wiped away her tears and went over to pull up Xie Jingshan and the cultivators from the Zhuge family.
The few others who had managed to survive suppressed their grief, stood up again, and continued to flee towards Guixu.
In mid-air, the seriously injured Luo looked at the tragic scene below and laughed heartily.
Angry and grief-stricken Xuan Ji and the Nine-tailed Sky Fox attacked again and together they killed Luo.
Luo straightened his back and stood upright. The ice armor on his body was cracked and one of his magic horns was broken. His eyes still contained the pride of a king. He stepped forward and resolutely faced Xuan Ji and the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox.
All I ask is that we die together!
boom!
The earth-shaking roar once again stirred up a strong wind and waves, and the exhausted man did not even look back.
With Lu Ling leading the way and the demons protecting them, they rushed towards Guixu with determination.
When the entire wilderness collapsed, only the area of Guixu within a radius of 100 miles remained, floating in the void like an isolated island.
Lu Ling ran too fast and nearly fell into the Guixu abyss. The rubble he kicked off fell into the darkness.
At this moment, a heart-stirring white light suddenly shot up into the sky from the bottomless ravine.
At the bottom of Guixu, countless white lights intertwined and entangled, forming a vortex as big as a fist, which gradually expanded, opening a way of survival for everyone.
Unfortunately, before the way out was fully opened, something strange happened. One by one, witch characters lit up from the darkness at the bottom of Guixu and rushed into the vortex with powerful force.
The vortex is shaking violently and may break at any time!
This was an arrangement Wei had made long before he got into trouble. He and Luo disliked each other, but they were always united in suppressing the human and demon races!
(End of this chapter)