The Heavens Change

"My friend, how about we call it quits here?" the leader said somewhat hesitantly. "It hasn't been easy for anyone to reach this level of cultivation. Let's be lenient when we can."

"Furthermore, we can swear by our Daoist hearts that if you ever ask for anything in the future, we will do our utmost to help you."

Shen Ge didn't answer. He pushed himself up with both hands, and a huge, pitch-black, eerie portal appeared. As the portal opened a crack, a surge of ghostly energy rushed out.

"This is ghostly energy!" the leader exclaimed in shock. "You're a ghost cultivator!"

Ghost cultivators do exist, but what shocked him was that this door actually connected to the Ghost Realm!

Perhaps it's the Ghost Realm; he didn't know exactly what that place was.

However, he didn't want to face it anywhere, so he turned around and ran away.

However, Shen Ge was keeping a close eye on him; how could she let him get away!

The ghostly energy coalesced into a faint, indistinct shadow. Shen Ge glanced at the person who had just run a short distance away, then whispered, "Imprisonment."

The leader paused, only for a moment, but his face was filled with horror.

A chain appeared from the ghostly aura and pierced through the man's body.

"My lord, spare my life! I'm willing to be your slave forever, my lord... my lord..."

Begging for mercy was of no use. With the sound of the chains snapping, his soul was ripped out.

"Spare me, my lord... spare me..." The soul, bound by chains, was still pleading intermittently, its face still showing extreme terror.

With the clanging of chains, the soul was pulled directly into the Gate of Hell.

The moment the soul vanished through the door, suddenly, a thunderclap resounded in the sky, a sound that seemed to echo throughout the Eight Domains!

Shen Ge looked up at the sky with a slightly pale expression, her eyes deep and unfathomable, lost in thought.

The Heavenly Sword Sect, the Golden Dragon Sect, the Azure Origin Palace... all the powerful figures of the entire Eight Desolations looked up at the sky at this moment, their eyes filled with doubt.

The thunder was vast and desolate, resounding throughout the entire Eight Desolations, but no one could understand why it was produced.

"Strange, why does it feel like the heavens have changed, as if they've become even more unpredictable?" Deep within the Heavenly Sword Sect, a white-robed sword immortal murmured, a hint of confusion in his expression.

Throughout the Eight Desolations, people of various appearances looked up at the sky, all murmuring in a slightly manic tone, "The heavens have changed! The heavens have changed! Hahahaha, someone actually beat me to it! How interesting, how interesting! Hahahaha..."

Those people laughed even more maniacally, and tears even welled up in their eyes.

"Samsara appears, the Underworld emerges, hahahaha... hahahaha, Lord of Reincarnation, hahahaha, I've come to find you... hahahaha..."

Only the Venerable Reincarnation experienced this strange phenomenon. All the ghost cultivators in other places who had reached the Body Integration Realm also sensed it. Of course, they did not sense it as clearly Venerable Reincarnation. They only felt that a vast and boundless shadow had appeared above their heads. It was colorless and formless, but they could feel a faint sense of oppression.

"Strange, what exactly happened?"

On this day, countless people began to deduce the secrets of heaven with this question in mind, but all they found was chaos and the secrets of heaven could not be revealed.

After dealing with the three people bound by the formation, Shen Ge glanced at the leader's still relatively intact body, which was still full of Spiritual Qi, and even his Nascent Soul was still there.

It has lost its soul, and although its physical body is not seriously injured, it has lost its master.

This body is perfect for crafting puppets; one can obtain a puppet at the Nascent Soul Late Stage without even needing overly complicated refining processes.

Moreover, using it as an external body is also a good option.

It would be worth some Spirit Stone if you bought it, but unfortunately, Shen Ge had no interest in this body, so he simply crushed it into dust.

After leaving in a hurry, a long time passed before the third brother who had fled returned. He looked at the traces of the previous battle, his face expressionless, but there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

"Brothers, we've failed this time. We don't even have a chance to regret it."

Indeed, if you spend all your time hunting geese, sooner or later the geese will peck your eyes out.

Brothers, rest in peace. I will take good care of your belongings. Eldest brother, I will look after your beloved.

In a small secret realm called Water Flowers and Mirror Moon, a thousand miles Desolate City, Su Sui and her two companions were fleeing in a sorry state. Behind them was a large swarm of Snow Butterfly. The wings of these Snow Butterfly shimmered with a cold light, and the power of ice and snow generated by countless Snow Butterfly gathered together was terrifying.

"Senior sister, this won't work. We won't be able to shake off these Snow Butterfly if we keep running like this. We have to think of another way," Lu Xiu said anxiously.

"Yes, Senior Sister, if we keep running like this, we'll be caught up by these Snow Butterfly sooner or later."

Su Sui knew this couldn't go on, but she had no other choice. There wasn't a soul around, so even if she wanted to shift the blame, she wouldn't have a chance.

So she said, a little impatiently, "Stop rushing me, I'm thinking of a way. Now, everyone, get running!"

A while later, as the Snow Butterfly drew closer, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of Su Sui and her companions. This made Su Sui's eyes light up, and she immediately led her two junior sisters to meet them.

"Who's there? Stop right there! Don't blame us for taking action if you come any closer!" A sharp shout rang out, and the group of people all looked at Su Sui and her companions warily.

"Fellow Daoists, please help us! We can't shake off those Snow Butterfly behind us," Su Sui hurriedly replied.

"Snow Butterfly? How many are there?" A young man in a blue robe stepped forward and asked.

"It's just over 20,000, but among them is Snow Butterfly King that's almost at the Nascent Soul Late Stage."

"We offer all these Snow Butterfly to you fellow cultivators; we don't want a single one. We only ask that you save us."

The man who had asked the question earlier pondered for a moment, then waved to his companion, signaling, "Let them pass behind us."

He planned to stop these Snow Butterfly. Putting aside everything else, a single Snow Butterfly King at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage stage, plus over 20,000 Snow Butterfly, was a considerable sum of Spirit Stone. Moreover, they weren't that difficult for them to deal with, so how could he let go of such a gift of Spirit Stone?

"Thank you all for helping us out of this predicament." Su Sui his thanks, and then quickly left with Lu Xiu and the other person.

"Brother Xu, why did you let them go? Since they were being chased by the Snow Butterfly, they must have stolen the Snow Butterfly King's egg. How could you let them go?" someone stepped forward and asked, puzzled, seemingly with some reproach.

"Why can't we let them go?" Xu Yaoyang glanced at the man and said calmly, "We are Rogue Cultivator, not robbers. We shouldn't take advantage of people in distress. Besides, how do you know if they have any powerful connections?"

"Don't let momentary greed cost you your lives. I'm giving you all this advice. Think about it carefully."