Something Was Wrong with the Demon Beasts
Fu Shuangjiang was about to take a closer look when her view was blocked.
The man, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, stood directly between the two, completely obscuring the figure of the woman in green.
Fu Shuangjiang could only turn her gaze back to the man who had interfered.
The other party was dressed in all black, and there was no Spiritual Qi around him, making it impossible to tell his cultivation level.
However, this person seemed to be very perceptive. When Fu Shuangjiang looked up, the person also turned around and looked at him through a layer of white gauze.
Perhaps she was mistaken, but Fu Shuangjiang felt that those eyes seemed to be subtly conveying a warning to her.
Was he warning himself not to look at the female cultivator in blue?
While the two were still exchanging glances, Sang Ying, along with Dong Fuzhu and others, had already charged into the chaotic battle.
The low-level Demon Beast have been wiped out; only the high-level Demon Beast are still struggling.
A large, crimson bird with two pairs of wings raises its head and lets out a long cry, which can send dozens of cultivators surrounding it flying.
Sang Ying quickly took the few most seriously injured female cultivators and protected them behind her.
Before the female cultivator could even say thank you, she saw the azure figure suddenly rush towards the berserk red-feathered demon bird.
Her sword flashed, piercing the female cultivator's heart with a glimmer of light.
Fu Shuangjiang naturally didn't miss this scene either. He watched the figure from afar, and for some reason, he seemed to have gained some strength in his hands.
"Come, let's end this bitter battle together!" He grasped his junior brother's hand and stood up again, and the two of them were quickly swallowed up by the horde of Demon Beast.
The hundreds of cultivators from the Immortal Spirit Realm were like a pool of living water, injecting vitality into this lifeless pond.
The cultivators, who had already shown signs of decline, were instantly filled with renewed passion.
High-level Demon Beast are difficult to deal with, so let's send a dozen or twenty people together! Low-level Demon Beast are numerous, so let's join forces to set traps and lay down killing formations.
As the sun set and everyone's strength was nearly exhausted, the battle finally came to an end.
When the last Demon Beast was cleaved in two by the sword light and rolled into the deep crevice, all the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, and laughter filled with relief erupted from the crowd.
The cultivators from the two realms, who were originally quite distant from each other, now seemed to have become the closest of friends. They walked arm in arm with people they didn't know before, and even discussed whether they should treat themselves to a good meal that night.
The atmosphere was incredibly harmonious. Sang Ying looked at the relaxed smiles of her junior brothers and sisters and didn't want to spoil the fun. She simply found the corpse of a high-level Demon Beast, pried open its eyes, and examined it closely.
"You've noticed something's wrong here."
It's a declarative sentence, and the tone carries a sense of helplessness.
Sang Ying turned around and saw the person who had walked up to her at some point. He had a face as smooth as jade and a gentle, water-like temperament.
Perhaps sensing the unfamiliarity in Sang Ying's gaze, the male cultivator introduced himself, "My name is Fu Shuangjiang, the senior disciple of Sword Frost Cliff, and also its current commander."
This position shouldn't have been his. Fu Shuangjiang knew very well that although he had good cultivation, he wasn't a qualified leader. It was just that the previous commanders either died in the mouths of Demon Beast or disappeared in the Hidden Moon Forest while searching for their elders and sect leaders.
He was appointed to the post in a time of crisis and had no choice but to shoulder this heavy responsibility.
"Sang Ying, Ten Thousand Daos Born of the Immortal Spirit Realm, greets Senior." After saying this, Sang Ying saw the person in front of her look embarrassed.
Fu Shuangjiang level was high, so he was well-worthy of being called "senior" by Sang Ying. However, he did not expect Sang Ying to be so polite and serious, which made Fu Shuangjiang a little flustered.
Fortunately, someone quickly broke the slightly awkward atmosphere between them:
"Sang Ying, what are you doing hiding here? I've been looking for you everywhere."
Dressed in black, Jiang Zhuoxue forcefully stepped between the two, pushing Fu Shuangjiang, who was standing quite close, away.
The smell of blood still lingered on him, but his black clothes made the blood splatter less noticeable.
"And who is this?" Before Sang Ying could respond, Jiang Zhuoxue turned her head and gave Fu Shuangjiang a strange look.
Fu Shuangjiang felt somewhat uncomfortable with the look he gave her, but she still explained her identity to him.
To everyone's surprise, Jiang Zhuoxue simply said "Oh" after hearing this, then turned to Sang Ying and asked, "What's wrong? Did you discover something amiss while hiding here all by yourself?"
"Hmm." Sang Ying nodded. "These Demon Beast seem to be controlled by something."
Sang Ying had never seen a demonic Demon Beast with bloodshot eyes, let alone one so fearless of death and single-mindedly intent on harming Demon Beast. This was no ordinary beast tide; there was definitely something wrong here!
As if to confirm Sang Ying's words, Fu Shuangjiang, who had been ignored by the two, also spoke up, "Fellow Daoist guessed correctly, there is indeed a problem here."
"Since we already know there's a problem, let's not waste time here. Let's quickly find a place to have a proper discussion about this strange beast tide." Fu Shuangjiang's words were interrupted by Ji Fucang's appearance.
No one objected to Ji Fucang's suggestion. After the battlefield was cleared and defenses were repaved, everyone gathered in Fu Shuangjiang's tent.
"Just as Fellow Daoist Sang Ying guessed, this beast tide is indeed very strange. The Demon Beast of our Black Tortoise Realm have always only appeared in the Hidden Moon Forest and never come into contact with humans on ordinary days."
"But for some unknown reason, five months ago, the Hidden Moon Forest suddenly became turbulent. A large number of Demon Beast fled from the east side of the Hidden Moon Forest, destroying countless towns along the way. Even the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect were unable to calm these Demon Beast down. What is even more worrying is that the Demon Beast's eyes are bloodshot, and they have fallen into a frenzy."
"Helplessly, our Black Tortoise Realm could only exert all its strength to resist the Demon Beast. Elders and powerful figures from various sects even personally went into the forest to try and find out the cause of the Demon Beast rampage. However, after they went in, there was no further news from them."
At this point, not only Heng Wen, but even He Xiu of the Wuji Sect, who had previously been Limitless Sect arrogant and looked down on Ten Thousand Daos Born, silently lowered his head.
His father is the sect leader of the Limitless Sect, and he is now trapped in the forest, his fate unknown.
"Fortunately, the beast tide in the east finally receded not long after. We thought everything was over, and we originally planned to enter the forest to look for news of the elders after completing the reconstruction task. But unexpectedly, another accident occurred in the west of the forest in the blink of an eye."
They are currently located in the western part of Hidden Moon Forest, the site of the second wave of beast tides.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, don't be sad. We... we will definitely help you." Seeing Fu Shuangjiang's gloomy expression and sorrowful face, Su Fuyun quickly comforted her.
She didn't notice that as soon as she said that, several leaders from the Immortal Spirit Realm frowned and glanced at her.
Even Luo Jin, who was standing beside her, quietly reminded her, "We know the Holy Maiden is kind-hearted, but whether she needs help or not, we'll have to ask Fellow Daoist Fu."
Furthermore, Luo Jin also wanted to say that, given Fu Shuangjiang's cultivation level, Su Fuyun should have addressed him as "senior."
"What are you saying? The Black Tortoise Realm is facing a great calamity. If we don't lend a hand, are we just going to watch these innocent people perish?" Su Fuyun's face was full of disapproval. Dressed in a white dress, she resembled a lotus flower, pure and kind.
She turned to look at Fu Shuangjiang, trying to get affirmation from him.
However, Fu Shuangjiang still disappointed her. "Although we don't know who you are, we appreciate your kindness. The Black Tortoise Realm is currently facing a great calamity that is beyond human control. While no one is injured, everyone should leave this place as soon as possible and return to the Immortal Spirit Realm!"
Su Fuyun's smile froze, and her face suddenly stung with pain.