novelaction Chapter 237 If you don't care, why did you come here?
Chapter 237 If you don't care, why did you come here?
Jing Shu approached and replied softly, "After my master and I have completed our joint registration, I will find a place to bury Xiao You."
He also wanted to see me and my master registered together…
He Hao was about to speak when Zheng Hongtian interrupted him.
"He Hao, it's time to go."
Jing Shu looked at Zheng Hongtian, who had been silent all along and was even standing far away from Jing You.
Zheng Hongtian's face was expressionless, as if the person lying there had nothing to do with him.
He Hao hesitated for a moment, then finally bowed to Zheng Hongtian in a disciple's salute.
"Yes……"
Jing Shu watched the two leave, his brows furrowing slightly.
If you don't care, why did you come here?
He Hao followed Zheng Hongtian back to the residence that Yunzang Sect had arranged for them.
After giving He Hao some instructions, Zheng Hongtian was left alone in the quiet room.
Zheng Hongtian slowly walked to the window, and coincidentally, the window was facing Han Feng.
After an unknown amount of time, a gentle breeze stirred, causing the bamboo curtain on the window to sway softly. The person who had once stood by the window had long since vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, in the sacred mountain secretly protected by the Cloud Burial Sect, an uninvited guest quietly arrived.
The man in black looked at the seven Nascent Soul cultivators guarding outside the sacred mountain, chuckled, and shook his head.
"That good-for-nothing Taotie, you really can't count on him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black disappeared from his spot and appeared in the sacred mountain in the blink of an eye.
The gale-force winds in the sacred mountain sensed the presence of living beings and rushed directly towards the man in black, but were stopped three feet away.
The man in black strolled leisurely through the sacred mountain, and soon he found what he was looking for.
An ordinary-looking dagger froze in mid-air, nearly half of its blade disappearing. Where the blade had vanished, several crack-like streaks of light appeared.
That was left behind when Taotie used its tail to fling out Jing Shu and Han Luo's dagger during their battle.
Things changed so quickly that no one discovered the existence of the dagger, and it has been left to this day.
A slight smile played on the lips of the man in black beneath his mask. "It seems he's not entirely useless after all."
The man in black raised his hand and gripped the hilt of the knife, a strange excitement flashing in his eyes.
Since the cause and effect had already been established, he decided to add fuel to the fire.
The dagger was slowly pulled out, revealing a pitch-black hole. The streaks of light then spread outwards, quickly reaching several meters away. The gale stopped without anyone noticing, and the space centered on the black hole began to distort.
The man in black watched this scene with satisfaction, then turned and left...
Everything is ready...
Shortly after the man in black left, the light trails spread even more rapidly, like a spider web.
"Have you noticed that the fierce winds of the sacred mountain seem to have disappeared...?" a female cultivator on the outskirts of the sacred mountain suddenly said.
The others quickly noticed the strangeness of the sacred mountain and decided to leave only one person behind to report to the sect leader, while the rest flew towards the interior of the sacred mountain to see what was going on inside.
The man who remained had just finished reporting the situation to Fan Qingyan when he saw a huge black hole appear above the sacred mountain.
The next second, with a loud bang, a strong shockwave suddenly came from the direction of the sacred mountain.
Can't escape!
The man instinctively used all his spiritual power to protect himself, but he was still blasted hundreds of meters away by the terrifying shockwave, crashing into a boulder and falling to the ground, his fate unknown.
The jade slip that was still in communication was also shattered into pieces, completely interrupting the communication.
The sacred mountain collapsed with a roar, and boulders rolled down like rain. At the same time, magma from deep underground gushed out, and the dark red magma flowed rapidly across the surface, devouring all living things.
The sky, which the two gods mended with their own sacrifice millions of years ago, has finally been broken.
Not only on the sacred mountain, but also in various parts of the cultivation world, cracks began to appear in the sky, accompanied by landslides and earthquakes, with countless bolts of lightning striking out from the cracks.
In an instant, the whole world was transformed into a living hell.
In this inferno, the cries of all living beings mingled together. They were swallowed by the merciless abyss, chased down and turned to ashes by scorching lava, and struck by lightning into charred corpses.
This also includes the Yunzang sect.
However, there were no casualties at Yunzangzong.
When the communication was suddenly cut off, Fan Qingyan realized that something might have happened to Shenshan.
So he hurriedly walked out of the sect's main hall and used his spiritual power to ring the ancient bronze bell.
The topmost rule of the Yunzang Sect is simply this sentence: "When the ancient bronze bell tolls, something concerning the life and death of the sect will surely happen."
Upon hearing the sound, all the disciples came out and converged on the plaza at the main peak.
On the main peak, unsuspecting guests came out of their rooms to watch this scene with curiosity.
Jing Shu also heard the bell ring, but before the bell rang, his head suddenly started to ache.
The dreams that used to only appear when he was asleep have now all turned into fragments of memory and been stuffed into his mind all at once.
For a moment, Jing Shu almost knelt on the ground. But after hearing the bell ring, he quickly stood up and walked outside.
Han Luo and Shi Chuan also came out of the room. When they saw Jing Shu with cold sweat dripping from his forehead and his face pale, Han Luo quickly stepped forward to support him.
"Jing Shu, what's wrong?" Han Luo asked worriedly.
Shi Chuan and the other two also came over anxiously.
"I'm fine." Jing Shu squeezed Han Luo's hand. "Let's go to the main peak first."
"it is good."
On their way to the main peak, Han Luo and the others had already noticed something was wrong.
The Cloud Burial Sect is famous for being shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, but now, those clouds and mist have suddenly dispersed.
For some reason, Jing Shu's headache gradually disappeared, but the bad feeling in his heart grew deeper and deeper.
When Fan Qingyan saw Han Luo and the others arrive, he spoke to Han Luo with a serious expression.
"Uncle-Master, something might have happened at the sacred mountain."
Jing Shu was suddenly startled. That's right, how could he have forgotten about the sacred mountain!