Spirit Realm Tremors

Yunxi spoke with blunt candor:

"Anyway, it wasn't the first time. If those evil cultivators hadn't been so eager to frame me, the Medicine Immortal Sect wouldn't have joined forces with me this early. Come to think of it, I should thank the evil cultivators. They gave me ties to the Spirit Realm's Medicine Immortal Sect, and I even used the matter of the Evil Seed to find my mother and bring her back, saving me a great deal of trouble."

True Venerable Haoran laughed heartily after hearing this, but then his expression turned solemn.

"Ranxi, when the Ancient Battlefield rotates again, I hope you will lead the team there. What do you think?"

Yunxi counted on her fingers. There were still five years left, so she nodded.

"No problem."

Seeing Yunxi agree, True Venerable Haoran sighed.

"The situation at Cloud Sea is getting worse and worse."

Yunxi frowned.

"Has the Heavenly Dipper Evil-Slaying Formation stopped working?"

"Its power is weakening."

"Can it be set up again?"

"That would be difficult. This formation was reinforced atop the foundation you laid. To set it up anew, we would have to start completely from scratch. I fear the evil cultivators would seize that opportunity to forcibly break the seal."

Yunxi rubbed the Storage Bracelet on her wrist.

"Is there no other way?"

True Venerable Haoran was equally helpless.

"For now, there is no better solution. You know that the Evil God is, after all, a god. We simply cannot destroy his body. Moreover, the Ancient Battlefield has tied up a third of the Spirit Realm's fighting strength, while the evil cultivators lurking in the shadows are exploiting every crack and crevice to create chaos throughout the Spirit Realm. None of the regions dare devote all their attention to the seal at Cloud