The Wormhole Anomaly

Huang Yan cupped his hands and said, "I love my hometown very much. I hope you can protect it well. The important responsibility of maintaining peace in the world is entrusted to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pale Flame rapidly spread beneath his feet, forming a small array that emitted a red glow. His body then transformed into flames and quickly dissipated into the air.

"Don't go!"

Si Ming threw a punch, but he was a step too slow and only hit air. He couldn't help but show a resentful expression of being deceived. "You said the Profound Armor was broken and you couldn't keep him, but it turns out you had already prepared a way to escape. You said that just to make me mistakenly believe that he was going to escape with his lightness skill, so as to divert my attention and ignore his little footwork."

"I originally wanted to remind you of this, but if he notices my presence, he'll probably run away immediately. In order to extract more information, I have no choice but to remain still."

A figure emerged from the artificial hill not far away; it was Si Jingyu.

To capture a Spirit Transformation expert like the Military God, Si Ming alone is not enough; someone must cooperate to intercept him. Just like when the Demon Emperor attacked and killed Spirit Transformation Grandmaster from various countries, he always brought a group of underlings. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to surround and kill them all by himself.

Si Ming sighed, "Just as you guessed, he really does want the teleportation array of the Flesh and Blood Wormhole."

Otherwise, why would he carry blueprints and instructions with him at all times?

"This is his only way to break the deadlock, and it's not hard to guess," Si Jingyu, opening his fan, on which were written the words "Infallible Strategy." "From our perspective, diverting the trouble isn't a bad thing. We can drive these guys away without suffering any casualties. He probably anticipated our thoughts, which is why he dared to come to negotiate."

"After the Demon Race invasion, the Military God ordered the lower-level Demon Beast not to slaughter civilians and set the target of the operation to the high-level combat forces, in order to reduce casualties and hatred. Otherwise, if those Demon Beasts were allowed to go on a killing spree, at least several million people would die in this operation. With such a heavy blood feud, I will never let them leave."

What are your plans next?

"What to do? Just deal with it!"

Thinking about all the important information the Military God had revealed to him, Si Ming felt a terrible headache coming on, not knowing where to begin.

Chapter 834 Wormhole Mutation

When Si Ming and his group arrived at the island where the Demon Race were hiding, the island was deserted. Apart from a huge spatial magic array, not a single Demon Beast could be found.

"Wow, that's fast! I just gave him the blueprints the night before last, and he's already moved everything today. With this kind of efficiency, he could start a courier company. ' Military God Express, mission accomplished'—it sounds like a very promising business."

Si Ming glanced at the scene, then turned to Wu Xiu, whom he had specially invited, and said, "Senior, please take a look. Where did the Demon Race go? Can we find them using the remaining formations?"

Wu Xiu snorted, giving Si Ming a cold look. Si Ming smiled awkwardly, looked up at the sky, and made no attempt to defend himself.

There was nothing he could do. His own disciple had his blood drawn for research without permission. If he were the master, he wouldn't be happy either. Although Murong Wu had voluntarily reached an agreement with Medicine King Valley, Si Ming, as the leader of the four-person team, failed to fulfill his responsibility to admonish them, so it was understandable that he was blamed.

From Wu Xiu's perspective, she couldn't help but feel the heartache of having her own tender, pink cabbage trampled by a wild boar that barged into the garden. She had spent countless efforts and used up countless rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures to help Murong Wu cultivate the Hundred-Refinement Medicinal Body, but she hadn't even had time to research them herself. Yet, the group of corpse-guarding ghosts from Medicine King Valley beat her to it, and she was almost so angry that she vomited blood.

Although Medicine King Valley offered a large quantity of elixirs and miraculous medicines as compensation, Wu Xiu knew that the value of the Hundred-Refinement Medicinal Body was far beyond what these inanimate objects could compare to. Unlike the Spirit Transformation Grandmaster who could regenerate his body with his powerful life force, the Hundred-Refinement Medicinal Body was a physical body that even non- Spirit Transformation artists could cultivate, meaning it was accessible to ordinary people. Once its secrets were thoroughly understood and new medicines were developed based on it, its value would be measured in billions.

The secret of Spirit Transformation Grandmaster's ability to regenerate severed limbs is not worth mentioning. It is simply a matter of using subtle control to drive highly active cells to divide and proliferate in the desired direction. Theoretically, Spirit Transformation Grandmaster can grow into a monster with Three Heads and Six Arms. This method is obviously not applicable to ordinary people. Even if they are provided with an inexhaustible source of life force, it cannot be guaranteed that the limbs that grow back will be the same as the original ones. The possibility of them growing into bizarre shapes is much greater.

Similarly, the extraordinary regenerative abilities of Demon Race and Monster Race are not of much use to humans.

However, since things had come to this point, Wu Xiu knew there was no way to undo it. She couldn't possibly poison everyone in Medicine King Valley, could she? She could only blame herself for not telling her disciple to cherish his health beforehand.

Despite her temper tantrum, Wu Xiu didn't neglect her business. She carefully examined the remaining formation, then took out a diagram of the Flesh and Blood Wormhole and marked the data she could observe with the naked eye—with the observational skills of Spirit Transformation Grandmaster, she could pinpoint distances to the micrometer level.

A full hour later, Wu Xiu finally drew a conclusion through data calculations and said to Si Ming, "This guy is indeed not stupid. Time travel is extremely dangerous. Randomly altering data means no one knows what the other end of the formation is connected to. If it's the depths of the ocean or outer space, he could very well die without a burial place. But he prepared a spatial beacon beforehand."

Si Ming recalled, "Judging from the fact that the Remote Heaven Society transferred hundreds of Spirit Transformation Grandmaster away in one go, they must have also mastered some kind of spatial teleportation technology, but it couldn't allow a large army to pass through like the Flesh and Blood Wormhole."

Most spatial teleportation arrays have a very short duration, often lasting only a moment, and the number of people teleported is usually in the single digits. Arrays like the Flesh and Blood Wormhole, which can last for tens of minutes or even hours, and whose size can be adjusted according to the offerings, are truly rare in the world.

Wu Xiu said, "Based on the results of the data analysis, the destination of the Demon Race is still the Barbarian Continent, but it may not be the same as the Barbarian Continent we have been to. A small change in a number on the spatial beacon will, in reality, be a true case of 'a difference of a hair's breadth leading to a huge error'."

Furthermore, the Flesh and Blood Wormhole has always connected to the Barbarian Continent. Changing it to another location rashly might not be successful. For example, switching to the Western Luo Continent might significantly increase the energy requirements due to the distance, making it impossible to stably maintain the spacetime tunnel. Continuing to locate it in the Barbarian Continent is the safest option.

Upon hearing this, a memory in Si Ming's mind was stirred. He had once accidentally traveled through space with Murong Qing and He Qichang to a mysterious place. The land there was extremely barren, and there was no pure Spiritual Qi in the world, but it was filled with Yao Qi.

Although Yao Qi is also a kind of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and can be absorbed, according to Murong Qing's description, the feeling is like eating rice full of sand. Although it can fill your stomach, it will also hurt your stomach. When you can endure hunger, it is better not to eat.

They met a young man named Xu Zhengyi, who claimed that it was also Barbarian Continent, but the local customs and cultivation system he described were completely different from those of the Sea Continent.

"It seems the Military God led the Demon Race to that Barbarian Continent. That makes sense; a world teeming with Yao Qi is naturally suited for Demon Race... He even planned the best escape route; this guy has clearly been plotting this for a long time!"

Si Ming could easily imagine that when the Demon Race arrived in this new world with trepidation, only to find it filled with demonic Yao Qi and feeling as if they were in their own water, realizing it was the perfect paradise for them, they would likely admire the Military God's foresight even more.

Next, as long as the Military God leads the Demon Race to conquer a piece of land there, find a place to stay, and demonstrate his leadership skills, then it will not be long before he sits on the throne of the Demon Emperor.

"However, according to the boy, the Barbarian Continent there is desolate and impoverished, almost like the end of the world. Animals and plants are extremely scarce, far from the standard of a 'paradise.' To make matters worse, many of the Demon Beast there have big bellies. If the Military God hasn't made thorough logistical preparations, we might all be eating dirt."

Si Ming maliciously imagined the scene of the Military God leading the Demon Race to struggle for survival in the wasteland, which extinguished his idea of following and chasing after them.

If the other party had gone to the martial arts world of the Barbarian Continent, Si Ming might have mobilized the Heavenly Martial Alliance, Glazed Temple, Evil-Slaying Sword Sect to let them taste the flavor of a war between the people of the martial arts world. But since it is the Wasteland Barbarian Continent on the other side, there is no need to pursue them. Let them fend for themselves.

"This formation still has residual energy. Do you want to use it?" Wu Xiu asked.

Si Ming thought for a moment. He hadn't been to the Barbarian Continent for more than half a year. Judging by the time, Yu Shuying must have accumulated a lot of Blood Sha Qi. If he didn't receive timely and thorough education, he was afraid that she would be in danger of going into Qi Deviation.

"I wonder if you could change the spatial beacon to the Barbarian Continent we visited before? It's a waste not to use it anyway, so let's take this opportunity to go Barbarian Continent. It will be much easier to go home afterward without having to cross the ocean."

"Hmph, this is easy; twenty minutes will suffice."

While Wu Xiu was modifying the formation, Si Ming suddenly remembered something. Initially, in order to resolve the Blood Sha Qi in Yu Shuying's body, the two of them were practically inseparable, teaching each other day and night. One of them was tireless in learning, and the other was tireless in teaching.

It should be noted that the Mohist School most admired Emperor Yu. As a Mohist, Si Ming naturally upheld Emperor Yu's philosophy of "dredging is better than blocking" and personally carried out dredging and flood control in Yu Shuying.

However, as Yu Shuying's cultivation level rapidly improved and she gained a deeper understanding of demonic Cultivation Method, the influence of the Blood Sha Qi on her gradually decreased, and the period she could tolerate it became longer and longer, from once a day to dispel the Evil Qi at the beginning, to once a month later.

Theoretically, her current limit is nine months, but it would be too dangerous to drag it out to the deadline. So she usually deals with it in advance. After all, there are too many variables in reality. If it breaks out early, it will be too late to cry. Although in many works, the protagonist who Qi Deviation can often be saved or even benefit from the misfortune and make a breakthrough, in reality, if a martial artist goes into Qi Deviation, he will either never return or be saved by luck but his Cultivation Body will be greatly damaged.

"It's been almost eight months since I last saw her. Given Yu Shuying's cautious nature, she shouldn't be so negligent and dismissive; she should have contacted me long ago..."

Suddenly, Si Ming had a bad feeling, and past experiences had proven his intuition correct. Coupled with the strange connection he had established with Yu Shuying through spiritual communion, he immediately said, "Something's wrong! There's trouble in the Barbarian Continent! Yu Shuying might be in danger!"