"What's wrong?"
Ling Xiao looked along his gaze, but only saw a calm night sky.
"No. Let's go!"
Gu Sheng grabbed Ling Xiao's arm with such force that Ling Xiao let out a cry of pain.
Almost at the moment when the two men turned around and ran wildly, the situation above Wushan City suddenly changed.
Five-colored divine clouds suddenly appeared in the originally clear night sky, so gorgeous that they were almost eerie.
The clouds rotated, forming a huge vortex in which violent spiritual energy gathered.
"What is that?!"
Ling Xiao looked back, so horrified that he almost forgot to run.
Gu Sheng didn't answer, but just dragged him forward desperately.
There was a deafening roar behind him, as if the whole world was shaking. Wushan City's defensive formation was like tissue paper in the face of the spiritual energy storm, falling apart instantly.
"No -" Ling Xiao's exclamation was drowned in the loud noise.
A pale and skinny big hand poked out from the whirlpool, its fingers spread out, Shrouding the Heavens blocking out the sun.
The lines on the palm were clearly visible, and each one seemed to be drawn with blood.
It pressed down slowly, and the space it passed was distorted, making a tooth-piercing tearing sound.
Gu Sheng stopped suddenly and turned around to face the big hand.
The horrific scene was reflected in his eyes, but his face was unusually calm.
"Can't you see?"
he asked suddenly.
Ling Xiao shook his head blankly.
"I only saw colorful divine light. Gu Sheng, what exactly did you see?"
Gu Sheng did not answer. In his field of vision, the big hand was already pressing on Wushan City.
The city walls were broken like tofu, and the houses collapsed in pieces. Countless figures were running away in despair, but there was nowhere to hide.
Blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing the entire city red.
Screams came and went, but they stopped in an instant.
With just a touch of that hand, tens of thousands of lives were wiped out.
"Heaven. Curse"
Gu Sheng murmured to himself, his voice trembling.
Ling Xiao grabbed hold of Gu Sheng.
"Gu Sheng! Speak! What happened?"
Gu Sheng points in the direction of the city.
"A big hand. It destroyed the whole city"
Ling Xiao looked along, but only saw the colorful light gradually dissipating, and Wushan City no longer existed.
The once prosperous city was now only a ruin, with no life left at all.
"This is impossible"
Ling Xiao's legs softened and he fell to his knees.
Gu Sheng is still staring at the sky. The big hand slowly retracted, and when it was about to disappear into the whirlpool, it seemed to pause for a moment.
Gu Sheng had the illusion that that hand was looking at him.
The vortex closed and the night sky returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Only the ruined city proved that the horror just now was not an illusion.
"We. We gotta get out of here."
Gu Sheng finally found his voice and reached out to pull Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao seemed to be nailed to the ground, his eyes were dull.
"Tens of thousands of people died."
"This is Heavenly Dao Curse."
Gu Sheng's voice is as cold as ice.
"Zixia Holy Land broke his oath, but allowed innocent people to bear the consequences."
There was a sound of breaking through the sky in the distance, and several streaks of light were approaching rapidly.
Gu Sheng's face changed.
"Zixia Holy Land's people are coming! Let's go!"
Ling Xiao Then he woke up from a dream and stood up staggeringly.
The two quickly disappeared into the woods beside the road, and quickly moved away under the cover of night.
Behind the scenes, the strong men of Zixia Holy Land are still wandering over the ruins, trying to find the source of the disaster, but their efforts are destined to be in vain.
After walking for several miles and confirming that it was safe, the two slowed down.
Ling Xiao's face was still pale and he looked back from time to time.
"Stop looking."
Gu Sheng said lightly.
"Wushan City no longer exists."
"What kind of power is that?"
Ling Xiao's voice trembled.
"Destroy a city in an instant"
In the sky over Zixia Holy Land, three Dao Body shadows stood in the sky, their robes rustling in the strong wind.
Chang Feng stood at the front, his red gold embroidered brocade robe flowing with luxurious luster in the sunlight, and the black jade pendant around his waist swayed gently with his movements.
He held the long knife engraved with ancient runes, and the blade was faintly glowing with dark red light, as if echoing the owner's restless mood at the moment.
"Brother, this is already the third time this month."
Junior brother Yun He, who was standing on the left, spoke in a tight voice and opened and closed the folding fan in his hand unconsciously.
"Wushan City is not a big city, but it still has a permanent population of three million."
Chang Feng did not answer immediately. His deep gaze penetrated the clouds and looked at the supposedly prosperous city in the distance.
Even though they were dozens of miles apart, the strong smell of blood still floated in the wind, stimulating their sense of smell.
What is even more disturbing is that there is a familiar depressing atmosphere in the air - exactly the same as the natural disaster that occurred in the jurisdiction of the Qinglan Sect half a month ago, only this time the scope and power have been magnified several times.
"Go down and have a look."
Chang Feng said in a deep voice, his body turned into a golden light and swooped down.
When they landed on the ruins of Wushan City, even the three monks who were used to seeing life and death couldn't help but take a breath.
The entire city seemed to have been run over by an invisible giant hand, and all the buildings were reduced to dust. The streets were covered in knee-deep blood, which glowed a strange dark red in the sunlight.
There was no complete body, only scattered limbs and broken arms floating in a pool of blood, silently telling the horror of this disaster.
"This is definitely not the work of humans."
The junior brother Ming He on the right had a trembling voice, and the silver thread on the whisk in his hand moved automatically without any wind.
"No trace of a spell, no sign of a fight, like"
"Like Heavenly Punishment."
Chang Feng took his words, squatted down and dipped his finger in some blood.
The blood boiled strangely at his fingertips and dissipated into a plume of black smoke.
He frowned.
"It's the same as Qinglan Sect, but the concentration is more than ten times higher."
Yun He suddenly pointed to the sky.
"Look!"
The three of them looked up and saw dark red clouds gathering in the originally clear sky. There was faint electric light flowing in the clouds, exuding a suffocating pressure.
Chang Feng felt that the spiritual power in his body suddenly became stagnant, as if suppressed by some invisible force.
"Let's go!"
Chang Feng shouted loudly, and the three people quickly jumped into the air.
The moment they left the ground, a bolt of blood-red lightning struck where they had been standing, evaporating the pool of blood completely.
After returning to a safe height, the three of them looked back at Wushan City in shock.
At this moment, a huge bloody vortex has formed over the ruins of the entire city. Red lightning is continuously falling from the center of the vortex. With each lightning bolt falling, the bloody smell in the ruins becomes stronger.
"We must report to the Holy Lord immediately!"
Chang Feng took out a purple jade talisman from his arms, bit his finger and dripped blood on it.
The talisman emits a dazzling purple light and turns into a light bird, fluttering its wings and flying towards the core direction of Zixia Holy Land.
At the same time, in the "Sky Observation Pavilion" at the highest point of Zixia Holy Land, a white-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes.
The tragic situation of Wushan City was reflected in the crystal ball in front of him, and a bloody vortex slowly rotated in the crystal ball.
"Holy Lord!"
A disciple ran in in a panic.
"Chang Feng Senior brother sent an urgent report, Wushan City"
"I understand."
Zixia Holy Master raised his hand to stop the disciple, his voice was low and hoarse.
"Send the order and immediately summon all the elders to the Tianshu Hall for discussion. In addition."
He paused, with determination in his eyes.
"Send the Heavenly Word Order to the other six holy places."
The disciple's expression changed greatly when he heard this.
"Tian Zi Order? That can only be done when the Holy Land is alive or dead."
"Go quickly!"
Zixia The Holy Master gave a sharp shout, and the disciples hurriedly retreated.
When Holy Lord Zixia stepped into the Tianshu Hall, all thirty-six elders had arrived.
The atmosphere in the hall was so solemn that it was almost frozen, everyone was silent, only the candlelight was beating uneasily.
"Everyone."
Zixia Holy Master walked to the main seat and did not sit down.
"Everyone must be aware of the incident of Wushan City. This is not an isolated incident, but a sign of the imbalance of heaven."
A red-faced elder slapped the table and stood up.
"Holy Lord, what you said is wrong! Although what happened at Wushan City is strange, how can you say that the way of heaven is out of balance? I, Zixia Holy Land, have been establishing the sect for three thousand years. What troubles have I not seen?"
"Elder Zhao Be patient."
Another female elder slowly stood up.
"Since the Holy Master said this, there must be some basis for it. I wonder if the Holy Master still remembers the incident at Tianlan Holy Land a hundred years ago?"
There was an uproar in the hall. The three words Tianlan Holy Land seemed to have touched some kind of taboo, and the faces of several older elders became extremely ugly.
Zixia Holy Lord nodded slightly.
"Elder Qingyin is on to something. A hundred years ago, Tianlan Holy Land also encountered a similar natural disaster, causing countless casualties. But then"
He looked around at the crowd.
"Gu Sheng was born, and the natural disaster of Tianlan Holy Land came to an end."
"The Holy Lord is hinting."
Elder Qingyin's voice trembled.
"Are these natural disasters related to Heavenly Dao Marriage Contract? Are they related to the legendary Heavenly Dao Curse?"
Before Holy Lord Zixia could answer, there was a sudden commotion outside the hall.
A disciple stumbled in, his face pale.
"Reply--the six holy places replied that they have also experienced similar natural disasters!"
This news hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. Zixia Holy Lord closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was completely determined.
"Pass my order to convene a Seven Great Holy Lands meeting at Starfall Valley in three days to discuss countermeasures. In addition."
His voice deepened.
"Intensify the search for Gu Sheng. Remember, we must capture him alive."
Just as Zixia Holy Land was falling into chaos, two Dao Body figures were leisurely walking in the wind over Qinghai Lake, thousands of miles away from the core of the Holy Land.
"Brother Gu, are you sure this road is safe?"
Ling Xiao stepped on a green flying sword and looked around uneasily.
"This is already the hinterland of Zixia Holy Land."
Gu Sheng chuckled lightly and shook the folding fan lightly in his hand.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Zixia Holy Land is too busy taking care of himself right now, how can he have the energy to take care of us?"
He pointed to the faintly visible blood-colored clouds in the distant sky.
"Look, it's another natural disaster."
Ling Xiao looked in the direction and his expression changed slightly.
"This time it's more serious than last time. Brother Gu, do we really want to enter Immortal Descent Realm? There is a forbidden area that even the Holy Lord dare not easily set foot in."
"It is precisely because of the danger that the solution to Heavenly Dao Curse is hidden."
Gu Sheng put away the folding fan and his expression became serious.
"The Six Holy Lands still refuse to admit the authenticity of Heavenly Dao Marriage Contract. If this continues, the entire Xinghong Spirit Domain will be destroyed by the backlash of heaven."
The two flew in silence for a while, and the magnificent scenery of Qinghai Lake spread out beneath their feet.
The lake water shows a rare deep blue color, and there is a huge whirlpool in the center of the lake, which is the entrance of the Immortal Descent Realm.
"The problem is."
Ling Xiao sighed.
"To enter Immortal Descent Realm, you need to sacrifice rare treasures as tickets. I don't have anything valuable with me."
Gu Sheng touched his chin.
"I do have some in stock, but they are all Tianlan Holy Land's iconic treasures. Once used, your identity will be exposed."
The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time.
Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I have an idea."
He leaned into Gu Sheng's ear and whispered a few words.
Gu Sheng raised his eyebrows after listening.
"You want me to rob Zixia Holy Land's treasure house?"
"What if?"
Ling Xiao spread his hands.
"Anyway, they are busy dealing with natural disasters now, so the guards of the treasure house must be lax. Besides,"
He smiled slyly.
"Aren't they looking for you? This is called courtesy."
Over the Qinghai Sea, clouds and mist shrouded, and two Dao Body shadows streaked across the sky like shooting stars.
"Gu Sheng, we have been looking for it for three days. If we continue like this, the time to open Immortal Descent Realm will be missed!"
Ling Xiao was dressed in black, with an impatient light in his eyes, and his fingers kept tapping the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Gu Sheng frowned, his blue robe rustling in the wind.
"I know time is tight, but there's nothing like robbing other people's treasures."
"Hmph!"
Ling Xiao sneered and interrupted him.
"Cultivation World The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle. How do you think those decent people from famous families got their start? Didn't they climb up by stepping on other people's bones!"
Gu Sheng remained silent, looking at the Cloud Sea rolling in the distance.
He didn't understand this truth, but the concept of "cultivating the mind first before cultivating the mind" taught by his master since childhood was like a thorn in his heart.
"Without a suitable treasure as a price, we can't even enter Immortal Descent Realm's door."
Ling Xiao's voice became deeper and more bewildering.
"Think about the opportunities inside, maybe we can break through Heavenly Palace Stage in one fell swoop."
Gu Sheng finally nodded slowly.
"Okay, but only those who have done a lot of evil will be targeted."
Ling Xiao A smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"That's right! Let's go, someone seems to be coming from ahead."
The two concealed their presence and hid behind a cloud.
Not long after, a pair of young men and women came with swords. The man was about in his early twenties, with a resolute face, while the woman was petite and delicate, with a bit of childishness in her eyebrows.
"Brother, can we really enter Zixia Holy Land?"
The girl's voice was clear and a little uneasy.
The man patted her head gently.
"Don't worry, the clan leader has given us all the Azure Luan Feather that the clan has inherited for thousands of years, and we will definitely pass the test. The hope of the entire clan is on us, and we must not let it down."
Gu Sheng Hearing this, his fingers trembled slightly. This brother and sister bear the hope of the entire tribe. If their treasures are robbed, they will die.
"It's just them!"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed.
"Then Azure Luan Feather is a good thing, just right for us."
"Wait!"
Gu Sheng grabbed Ling Xiao who was about to take action.
"Didn't you hear? They are the tribe's only hope!"
Ling Xiao shook his hand away impatiently.