Changes in the Heavenly South
Mo Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then sighed and murmured softly, "Master..."
Hearing this murmur, Xuanguang in the sky smiled. He turned his head and looked at everything familiar, as if trying to imprint it in his mind. After a long while, he looked up at the rolling dark clouds and smiled.
"Boom!"
A deafening thunderclap resounded, followed by a bolt of lightning, larger than a millstone and shimmering with a faint purple light, striking down with a force as devastating as if it were capable of destroying the world.
Mo Qingyu suddenly stood up and looked at the lightning bolt, her eyes filled with deep worry.
Ziyang sighed from afar, turned slightly, and seemed unwilling to watch what was about to happen.
But Xuanguang, facing this bolt of lightning, laughed, a wildly arrogant laugh. He waved his hand and shouted, "Rise!"
A pre-prepared array took shape in the blink of an eye, firmly protecting the Xuanguang. At the same time, four top-grade defensive Law Treasure Law Treasure flew out from various parts of the Spirit Moon Sect, forming an unbreakable barrier together.
After that, Xuanguang waved his hand and took out the Spirit Treasure Heaven and Earth Realm, unleashing a beam of light.
The beam of light collided with the lightning, and after a brief stalemate, it was shattered by the lightning.
Xuanguang was not annoyed by this. He threw the Heaven and Earth Mirror at Ziyang and continued to attack the lightning bolt, trying to intercept it.
The lightning bolt shattered the barrier formed by the fourth-grade top-quality defensive Law Treasure in the blink of an eye, and was worn down by a large circle. Then it crashed into the formation, and after less than a breath, the formation was smashed open with a large hole.
Countless attacks from Xuanguang struck the lightning, but to little effect. Although much of the power was diminished, the remaining force was still terrifying.
He glanced at the lightning that was almost within reach, a flicker of fear crossing his eyes, and then he threw out his natal magic Law Treasure.
"Bang!"
Lightning struck Xuanguang, and in an instant he streaked across the sky like a meteor and crashed into the abyss.
"Boom!"
Beneath the clouds and mist, a bolt of lightning exploded, evaporating all the fog within a five-mile radius. At the same time, a crater nearly five hundred meters wide was blasted out at the very center of the lightning, with magma rolling in and still shimmering with a faint light.
Ziyang and Mo Qingyu moved simultaneously, appearing at the edge of the large pit a few breaths later.
Without saying a word, Mo Qingyu directly parted the magma and brought out the Xuanguang, which looked like charcoal, from the bottom.
A look of joy appeared on Ziyang's face. "There's still a breath left, Master has succeeded!"
Mo Qingyu's lips curled into a hint of pleasure, but she quickly suppressed it.
At this moment, all twenty-odd elders arrived, and they all looked at Xuanguang with excitement.
"That's wonderful! Xuanguang has broken through to the Spirit Severing! From now on, our Spirit Moon Sect will be the strongest cultivation sect in the entire Heavenly South!"
"Alright, fellow disciples, please disperse. Master is seriously injured this time and needs to rest and recuperate first." Ziyang said, then had Mo Qingyu lead Master back to his secluded cultivation chamber.
Mo Qingyu glanced at the Jade Slip and Storage Bag on the stone table beside her, while Ziyang looked at her.
A few moments later, Mo Qingyu left without looking back. "Senior brother, I'm entrusting Master to your care."
After Mo Qingyu left, Ziyang looked at the Jade Slip on the table and sighed. He really couldn't stop his junior sister if she had wanted to look at the Jade Slip.
Although she already knew, it was different from her master admitting it personally.
After putting the Jade Slip slip into the Storage Bag on the table, Ziyang looked at his master, whose breath was weak, and sighed, "Alas!"
Soon, the news that Xuanguang of the Spirit Moon Sect had broken through to the Spirit Severing Realm Soul stage swept across the entire Heavenly South. Compared to the celebrations of the righteous path, the three demonic sects were filled with anxiety and lived in constant fear that Xuanguang would come knocking on their door.
Upon receiving this news, nearly half of the almost twenty Nascent Soul Realm experts from the Blood Devil Grotto left their sect and hid in the Ice and Snow Plateau. The other two sects did the same, with some experts taking their sect's Cultivation Method and hiding away.
Five days later, on the summit of a high peak within the territory of White Bone Mountain, the leaders of the three major sects of the demonic path gathered.
Blood Devil looked at the other two with a gloomy expression and said, "What do we do now? Do you two have any good ideas? If this drags on any longer, those self-proclaimed righteous sects will probably attack us soon."
"What can we do?" Bai Mei said with a worried expression, "A Spirit Severing Realm expert is far beyond our ability to handle. You two families, please tell us, do you have any Spirit Severing Realm seniors in seclusion?"
The Golden Bone Old Devil, the sect leader of White Bone Mountain, shook his head and sighed, "Our predecessor from White Bone Mountain perished three hundred years ago, and we still have three Spirit Treasure left."
The Blood Devil shook his head and said, "Our Blood Devil Grotto doesn't have any Spirit Severing Realm experts, but we do have five Spirit Treasure."
"Now, including our sect's two Spirit Treasure, we have ten. Shall we take a gamble?" Bai Mei said fiercely.
"Fight? How can we fight?" Blood Devil sneered, "Don't you know the strength of the Spirit Severing Realm expert?"
Bai Mei was also angered by this and said angrily, "If this won't work and that won't work, then forget it! I'll just take my people and hide in the Ice and Snow Plateau and never come out again. If that doesn't work, I'll just disband the sect. Anyway, I don't feel much of a sense of belonging to this Hehuan Sect, so I don't care whether it's destroyed or not."
"I'm leaving. I'm not wasting any more time with you. I'm going back to prepare." With that, Bai Mei ignored them and flew away.
Golden Bone glanced at Bai Mei, who had disappeared into the air, shook his head, and looked at the Blood Devil beside him. He sighed, "Since a direct confrontation won't work, let's retreat. We at White Bone Mountain have a way out. You'd better figure it out yourselves. I'm leaving too."
The Blood Devil watched the two leave, his face terribly grim. After standing there for a long time, he returned with a cold expression.
Given the current situation, fighting is definitely out of the question. As for retreating, wouldn't that be blatantly telling those people that we don't have any Spirit Severing Realm experts on our side? If they just force their way in, we still won't escape the fate of having our sect destroyed.
Since that's the case, it's better to do nothing, pretend to be confident, and make those people hesitate to act rashly.
Upon returning to the Blood Devil Grotto, the Blood Devil immediately summoned all the Nascent Soul elders to devise a plan. He didn't even call back those Nascent Soul elders who had gone to the Ice and Snow Plateau. He also ordered them to hunt down five or six Tier 3 Demon Beast and bring them back.
Half a month later, the Blood Devil Grotto emitted a power far exceeding that of the Nascent Soul Realm, but it only lasted for half a quarter of an hour.
Afterwards, a message spread throughout Heavenly South that Spirit Severing Realm expert was still alive in the Blood Devil Grotto, and that the demonic path planned to reunify Heavenly South once again.
This news prompted several righteous sects to take it seriously and begin making preparations.
For a time, the entire Heavenly South region was filled with unease and suspicion. Both the righteous and the demonic paths deliberately retreated to avoid conflict. Meanwhile, the Rogue Cultivator hid in deep mountains and forests and desert grasslands, appearing to be living in seclusion.