Wen Yun’s magic scroll... No, to be exact, she now uses more powerful source power to make scrolls, so it should be called a source power scroll.
The moment these scrolls exploded was no less than hundreds of attack magic weapons exploding at the same time. Even the Dongxuan Sect monks who had been tempered by heavenly thunder could not withstand it, not to mention that the attack came from behind.
After resolving the threat above his head, Wen Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but when his sight fell back on Yunhai City, his heart sank.
At this moment, Yunhai City has been almost razed to the ground by the cloud beasts. It is no longer as prosperous as it once was, and only ruins remain.
In order to control these cloud beasts, Shang Wuyang used extremely strong power of laws to drive them away. The damage caused by the cloud beasts after they lost their sanity was comparable to a life-and-death battle between a large group of ascended monks on Cloud Island. They kept gnawing at Yunhai City like crazy.
At this moment, there was not even a single intact house to be seen in Yunhai City, and the land beneath one's feet was even more dilapidated. Countless broken cloud soils began to fall down one after another. Almost all the cultivators who could fly in the air flew up, but the strong winds in the Yunhai Realm were extremely strong, and they could not take care of themselves.
The silver-armored guards almost turned into dozens of silver gusts of wind, swirling in the clouds, constantly catching the citizens who fell into the abyss and bringing them up. Perhaps it was due to the atmosphere of Yunhai City. There was no prejudice against aristocratic families here. Most of them were independent cultivators who had left their hometowns for various reasons. So at this moment, other powerful people in the Ascension Period were also using their own methods to try to pull up the strangers around them, but it was useless in the end.
At this moment, countless desperate cries echoed throughout the entire Yunhai City.
Amid the noise of the crowd, Zhu Erchong, who had just been rescued by Wen Yun, stumbled to his feet and anxiously searched for Shen Xinghai's trace.
Shen Xinghai's cultivation level is not high, and he is now missing an arm. If he slips, he might not even be able to keep his balance on the ground. He has to protect his fellow apprentice well.
After finally finding the familiar figure, Zhu Erchong was so excited that tears streamed down his cheeks. He quickly called out to Shen Xinghai, "Junior Brother Shen! You made it so hard for me to find you! Follow me closely and don't fall off!"
At this moment, Shen Xinghai was carrying an old man with difficulty. After carefully placing the old man in a relatively safe place, he tore open the defense scroll given by Wen Yun and cast a holy light shield for the area. He just nodded hurriedly to Zhu Erchong, and then ran to the next victim.
"Brother Zhu, if you see injustice, draw your sword and help. I have to go save them!"
Zhu Erchong was so angry that he said, "You are the one who needs to be saved!"
Although he complained, Zhu Erchong was honest and followed Shen Xinghai to participate in the rescue. He and Shen Xinghai both had many self-defense scrolls on them, and their methods were far superior to those of ordinary monks in this critical moment, so they naturally could not just stand by and watch.
After all, those with strong abilities are a minority, and the vast majority of people are only at the Golden Core stage of cultivation. There are even many generations of indigenous people in Yunhai City who only have the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stage of cultivation, and cannot even fly into the sky. They can only watch as the crack under their feet grows bigger and bigger, and finally turns into an abyss from which they cannot escape.
What’s even more terrible is that even the Yunhai Tower that has stood for ten thousand years is tilted and on the verge of collapsing!
Someone screamed in disbelief: "Aren't there many powerful people in Yunhai City?! Aren't there powerful people from the fairyland on the upper floors of Yunhai Tower? Why didn't anyone come out to save us!"
Hearing this, even the leader of the silver-armored guards closed his eyes helplessly.
There really were powerful beings from the fairyland who had visited the upper floors of the Yunhai Tower. Even the leader of the Dongxuan Sect, Qingxuan Immortal Venerable, was a figure from the ninth floor.
However, most of the immortals have their own families or forces. They are just exchanging Taoist magic with fellow Taoists in Yunhai Tower. They may only come here once every thousand years. At present, there are no immortals in Yunhai City. Moreover, for them, the competition for the ranking in Yunhai Tower has long been meaningless, so the survival of Yunhai City has nothing to do with them.
The leader hoarsely ordered the guards around him: "Move faster, take out all the magic weapons that can be used in the city, and send all the low-level monks to the nearby Cloud Island for refuge."
Hatch sniffed and reported quickly: "Leader, many cloud beasts died on their own, and it seems that no new cloud beasts have come up. I think Yunhai City is safe!"
"On the contrary, now is the most dangerous moment." The leader's brows were tightly furrowed, looking extremely solemn. He took a breath and stated the fact in a low voice.
"Yunhai City... is about to collapse."
The silver-armored guards knew that it was too late to save everyone now, so they could only try their best to save as many people as possible.
Just then, a biting cold wind blew.
A moon-white figure came gracefully, and without dodging or evading, it flew straight towards the cloud beasts that were still wreaking havoc!
Someone recognized the girl and called out her name: "It's Fellow Daoist Yun!"
Wen Yun held the dragon bone wand in her hand, her eyes fixed on the cloud beast. It had to be said that the mad cloud beast was even faster. Before, she couldn't see the cloud beast at all, she could only see countless white lights flashing before her eyes. There were also cultivators who wanted to stop the cloud beast, but they couldn't catch up with their speed at all.
But it doesn't matter.
She can predict!
Wen Yun's upper and lower lips opened and closed rapidly, and countless rays of cold light overflowed from the dragon bone staff, accurately falling on the running paths of the cloud beasts.
"Bang!"
The cloud beast that was frozen into an ice block fell to the ground. Seeing this, a cultivator nearby showed a ferocious look on his face, swung up a sledgehammer and smashed it at the cloud beast!
Wen Yun's heart tightened. She knew that there must be many people who hated the cloud beast. Even she couldn't say anything. After all, the people of Yunhai City, like the cloud beast, were victims of Shang Wuyang.
In a hurry, Wen Yun simply swept his staff quickly, knocking the frozen cloud beasts into the gap, making them return to the bottom of the sea of clouds like hail.
Without the attack of the cloud beast, the chaotic situation in the city was stabilized. The leader of the silver-armored guards also rushed over, bowed to Wen Yun, and said seriously: "Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist!"
Now was not the time for small talk, Wen Yun took a deep breath and said quickly to the silver-armored guard, "Captain, please escort the people out of Yunhai City."
After a pause, she added: "Not one less!"
The guard leader showed a bitter expression: "It's not that I don't want to, but I'm afraid this Cloud Island can no longer hold on..."
"Invite all the monks who are proficient in wind and ice magic!" Wen Yun quickly interrupted him and shouted, "I have a way!"
"Straight ahead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Shubai, holding the sword with blood stains still on it, slashed forward neatly. Wherever the sword went, clouds and mist rolled up and were blown forward by the sword energy.
Behind him stood hundreds of cultivators, ranging from the Ascension Stage to the Golden Core Stage, including Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai.
At this moment, Yunhai City became quiet, and the voice of the girl standing under the tilted Yunhai Tower became extremely clear.
Wen Yun loudly issued the next command: "East!"
Then countless wind spells and various magic talismans were thrown out together, blowing the clouds and mist quickly towards the direction indicated by Wen Yun.
After the clouds and mist completely enveloped the Cloud Island that was about to fall apart, Wen Yun focused his eyes and raised the dragon bone staff high in his hand.
"Thousands of miles of ice!"
The ice began to spread from Wenyun as the center, and the clouds filled with water vapor instantly condensed into ice. The gaps of all sizes were instantly filled, and the speed of the collapse of the Cloud Island suddenly slowed down.
At this moment, Yunhai City is wrapped in a thick layer of ice crystals, reflecting beautiful light under the sky, which is magnificent.
This was a miracle that could only occur in the Cloud Sea Realm. The speed of using clouds to fill the cracks was surprisingly faster than earth magic. Other magicians were also shocked when they saw this miraculous operation. Most of them used spells to fight and kill people, so how could anyone use it like this!
Zhu Erchong smiled and said, "I knew that Junior Sister Wen had a way!"
"Yes, she is the smartest." Shen Xinghai couldn't help laughing and helped Zhu Erchong pull out his frozen feet.
The wolf boy Hatch's eyes were wide open, his ears trembled rapidly, and he couldn't help but squat down and touch the ice on the ground.
Wen Yun quickly reminded: "The ice will melt sooner or later, move the people away as soon as possible."
The entire Yunhai City was in motion.
Wen Yun led many Dharma practitioners to struggle to hold up Cloud Island from collapsing, while others quickly moved to the surrounding Cloud islands.
In fact, magic practitioners are not very popular in the upper realm. Most female practitioners choose the pure magic route, while male practitioners prefer to use weapons. That's why some brainless people have always looked down on magic practitioners, jokingly saying that this is a path of practice that only sneaky women who hide behind others would choose.
Sure enough, most of the people in this team are female cultivators, ranging from old women who are thousands of years old to young girls who are only a few years old.
At critical moments, it was they who had been criticized for "hiding behind others" who stood up.
The clouds were constantly blown towards Yunhai City and condensed into ice; the earth-based mages were desperately gathering the broken cloud soil in an attempt to turn them into whole land again; the wood-based monks began to stimulate the growth of plant roots to let them grab the falling land.
The stars sink and the moon sets, the dawn light brightens and then dims.
For seven consecutive days, the light of the source power never went out in Yunhai City.
Wen Yun, who was fighting at the front, had seriously overdrawn her source power. The scrolls had long been used up. She could only continuously cast spells on her own to support Yun Dao. At this moment, she was half leaning on the dragon bone staff, her haggard face was even paler than the ice crystals in the city.
The leader of the guards looked at the female cultivator in front of him with respect and bowed deeply to her and the other practitioners.
"My fellow Taoists, the search of Yunhai City has been completed, and everyone has been sent out safely!"
Wen Yun actually wanted to swear.
At this moment, her head was dizzy and her mind was full of spells that froze thousands of miles.
But image work cannot be forgotten.
Wen Yun stood up straight and announced the last order in a cold voice—
"Let's go."
In the past seven days, all the practitioners had been convinced by Wen Yun and obeyed him in every way.
Everyone rode the wind and took a deep look at the shattered Cloud Island. Then they followed Wen Yun and ran forward with their backs to Yunhai City.
Behind them, the solid ice, without the support of source power, melted rapidly, and the cracks grew bigger and bigger. With the collapse of the tilted Yunhai Tower with a loud bang, the entire Yunhai City finally fell apart.
At this moment, no matter which cloud island the monks were on, they seemed to have noticed something. They looked in that familiar direction for a long time and bowed deeply.
Some sighed, some cursed, and some shed tears.
They all knew that the great city that had been floating for ten thousand years and had taken in scattered cultivators from all realms...
Completely disappeared in the sea of clouds.
Wen Yun and Ye Shubai returned to their own Yun Island, but when they first landed, they were both a little confused.
Her Cloud Island was originally very large, with few inhabitants. Even after the Winged People and the Giant Spirits moved in, it seemed too deserted. The urban area planned by Master Su Yuan was not even one thousandth filled.
However, at this moment, Yun Island was bustling with people everywhere. In a trance, Wen Yun actually had the illusion that he was back in Yunhai City!
After seeing the shock on Wen Yun's face, Shen Xinghai, who had been waiting at the edge of Yun Island to greet her, said ashamedly: "Junior Sister Wen, these people are all from Yun Island, but their homes are gone. So they live in Yunhai City. I have no choice but to bring them to our island for refuge..."
"It's okay." Wen Yun didn't care so much. She smiled gently at Shen Xinghai: "Then I'll trouble Senior Brother Shen to help me settle them."
She felt exhausted all over at the moment and just wanted to go back to the top of the mountain and lie down and pretend to be dead. To be honest, if there weren't so many people watching her behind her, she would have been too lazy to move and might have been hit by Ye Shubai's flying sword.
The cultivators nearby were both respectful and fearful when they saw Wen Yun. They all stepped back to make way for him, and even changed the way they addressed him from "Fellow Daoist Wen" to "Fairy Wen".
Wen Yun walked forward and saluted everyone, but he suddenly stopped halfway, turned his head and looked quietly at a blue-clothed sword cultivator in the crowd. The attire looked very familiar, exactly the same as the ones worn by the six Dongxuan sword cultivators before.
The latter's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and there was complex hatred in his eyes as he looked at Wen Yun.
Wen Yun clenched the dragon bone wand in his hand, and his voice became colder: "Dongxuan Sword Cultivator?"
A young girl beside him was stunned, and panickedly explained for Liushan: "Fairy Wen, this senior... he didn't hurt anyone, he just saved me!"
"Yes, he is different from those guys!"
More than ten voices defending Liushan were heard from the crowd, and the latter couldn't help but feel warm in his chest. Just thinking of his brothers who died tragically, he couldn't help feeling guilty for being alive. For a moment, his emotions were complicated and he could hardly control himself.
Finally, Liushan walked out of the crowd, stood up straight, and looked deeply at Ye Shubai and Wen Yun.
He had no fear at all, only open hatred: "You guys killed seven of my brothers from the Dongxuan Sect. Today I have to avenge them. The only way to solve this problem is to fight to the death."
Liushan took a deep breath, drew out his sword and pointed it at the couple in front of him, saying word by word: "My name is Liushan, draw your sword!"
He was determined to be an upright swordsman, so he did not choose to launch a surprise attack just now, but wanted to avenge his fellow disciple with a fair duel at this time.
However, Wen Yun remained indifferent, and Ye Shubai also did nothing.
Liu Shan was stunned, and gritted his teeth and said: "Although I can't defeat you, but..."
Wen Yun glanced at him calmly and said, "Since you know you can't win, why do you still challenge me to a fight?"
Liu Shan frowned and replied coldly: "This is a deadly feud. If I don't take revenge, I am not a swordsman!"
"Deadly enemies?" Wen Yun repeated the word. She slowly raised her head, revealing her cold eyes that showed no emotion at all. She raised her voice slightly and said, "Then do you know how many deadly enemies Shang Wuyang of your Dongxuan Sect has made in the Yunhai Realm?"
Liushan gripped his sword tightly and did not answer. He really didn't know what Shang Wuyang had done in the Yunhai Realm.
"After Shang Wuyang came to Yunhai Realm, he slaughtered the monks in Yunhai Tower to practice his own killing law. You are his fellow disciple, so you should know his law, right?"
The young swordsman from the Dongxuan sect was stunned.
Wen Yun continued, "Then, he attempted to sneak attack someone while they were going through the thunder tribulation and seize their chance, but ended up being knocked down to the lower levels of the sea of clouds."
"After entering the lower layer, his murderous intent did not diminish, and he wanted to kill cloud beasts to practice... Why do you think the cloud beasts went crazy?" Wen Yun looked around at the stunned people, and simply took the opportunity to reveal everything: "He killed at least tens of thousands of cloud beasts at the bottom of the sea of clouds! The cloud beasts were affected by his murderous aura and fled to the upper layer! Tell me, how should these deadly grudges be avenged?"
Liushan's hand holding the sword was shaking.
He wanted to refute, but he couldn't utter a word.
Because since coming to the Yunhai Realm, Liushan has heard about the massacre committed by Senior Brother Shang in the Yunhai Tower, and later when the cloud beasts were wreaking havoc in Yunhai City, it did seem like Senior Brother Shang was driving them away.
He should protect his fellow disciples, but his pride as a sword cultivator prevents him from lying with his eyes open.
Although the sword was still in his hand, after Wen Yun lifted the veil, he could no longer challenge the duel with the same righteousness as before.
Wen Yun glanced at the young monk and felt no sympathy, nor hatred either.
After all, Wen Yun has always been clear about what she loves and hates. This person neither helped her nor harmed her. To her, he was just an ordinary passerby.
But since there are still people alive in the Dongxuan Sect, it is a good thing in a sense...
Wen Yun bowed to the guard leader not far away and said seriously, "In my humble opinion, the losses of the Big and Small Cloud Islands in the Cloud Sea Realm should be compensated by the Dongxuan Sect. What do you think, fellow Daoist?"
The leader of the guards was silent for a moment, and finally walked up to the pale-faced Liushan.
"At that time, fellow Daoist Dong Xuan said that he would compensate for the losses of Yundao. I think you still remember it, right? Now let's settle the accounts."