Chapter 784 - 729: Tragedy (Seeking Yue Tickets)

Chapter 784: Chapter 729: Tragedy (Seeking Yue Tickets)

The Blood Sea towered to the heavens, crushing everything with its overpowering dominance, collapsing the entire Realm from its center.

The crowd was horror-stricken, their eyes full of crimson, surrounded by the Demon Clan’s screams as they exploded one after another. Severely injured cultivators split open with blood marks, their blood energy leaving their bodies, crumbling like stone statues into debris.

"Red Sun Sect, fall back!"

Ye Tianlang, without hesitation, unleashed the Vermilion Bird Copper Ring with blood-soaked hands. Forcing his Domain under the vibration of the copper ring about to shatter, he protected the surrounding cultivators.

"Ling’er, be careful!"

Pei Shengyue swiftly pulled Jiangg Ling’er away, casting a Tiger Talisman, the White Tiger Dharma roaring at the heavens.

The cultivators from Beiji Palace frowned deeply, their fingertips stained with blood, sweeping across the zither strings to stir dense sound waves.

The female cultivator of the Fengg Family slit open her brow, using essence blood as ink, her brush suppressing all directions.

The two young disciples of the Wu Family clashed their axes, sparking brilliant flames. Luofu Sword Sect cultivators acted uniformly, slicing their palms with long swords, raising the Sword Array to the heavens!

"Senior Sister Wuchen!"

Zhuge Ziqian held Moh Baichun protectively in his embrace, everyone joining forces, the surrounding armor machinery clattering and transforming instantly into a steel bowl, flipping over.

"Ghost King, assist me!"

The Cicada Spirit, disregarding its fragile ghost body, sacrificed itself, with the Netherworld Ghost King standing against the Blood Sea.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

A Buddhist chant resonated, and the Vajra Dharma dazzlingly erupted.

Zhuo Qingfeng and Xie Jingshan crossed their swords, using the Wind Chasing Sword Intent to dissolve the vast Blood Sea.

Jiang Yuebai emitted a Flower Basket, while Lu Nanzhi caught the Luo Fish Sword Pendant, the water from the Netherworld Sea Domain pouring back, the Hundred Flowers Domain blossoming one by one beneath the sea, stretching over a hundred miles!

Shi Yuming stood in the center of the crowd, slamming his Iron Rod to the ground, his arms trembling, voice like a great bell.

"Five Mountains Suppressing the River!"

Boom!

The Five Great Mountains rose from the ground, fiercely colliding with the towering Blood Wave, beneath the surging crimson waves, colorful lights flared from all directions, soaring to the sky, extremely brilliant.

But the blood wave is too fierce and domineering, the Five Mountains crumbled, Shi Yuming coughed up blood and staggered back, his body cracking.

Ye Tianlang’s Vermilion Bird Copper Ring shattered, heavily injured and crashing to the ground.

"Shengyue!"

Pei Shengyue, along with the White Tiger Dharma, was engulfed by the Blood Wave, Jiangg Ling’er cried out, charging forward without hesitation.

Screams mixed with the rumbling noise arose ceaselessly, everything mercilessly submerged by the Blood Wave, until everything naturally calmed.

The Blood Wave slowly receded, leaving the world in silence.

The wind whistled, the air filled with a burnt metallic scent, survivors crawled from the ruins, bewildered and terrifiedly touching their own bodies, faces smeared with blood, scanning the devastated land and bits of shattered magical barriers.

The ground was strewn with fires, blackened and charred, the once crowded hillside suddenly became desolate.

"Brother Ye! Someone, where are the Jiangg Family people, quick! Someone help him!"

The surviving cultivators of Red Sun Sect held Ye Tianlang’s charred body, no matter the effort, unable to stop his body’s blood from seeping, beside him, the completely broken Vermilion Bird Copper Ring.

Aside from him, the remaining four cultivators of Red Sun Sect were unharmed.

"Ling’er! Ling’er—"

Not far off, Pei Shengyue’s anguished cry broke out, her hair disheveled, body filthy, kneeling on the ground before a broken apricot branch, Jiangg Ling’er nowhere in sight.

She still remembers, in the final moment of being engulfed by the Blood Wave, it was Jiangg Ling’er using secret technique Shifting Form and Position, swapping herself out, sacrificing to save her.

Surviving disciples from the Golden Wave Sect and Jiangg Family were slumped on the ground, covering their faces and weeping.

From Beiji Palace, Fengg Family, Wu Family, cries of profound grief echoed out, at the Zhuge Family’s position, the overturned steel bowl was left in tatters.

Zhuge Ziyin frantically searched for the Cicada Spirit amidst the ruins, but couldn’t find it, only angrily striking the scraps of armor.

Moh Baichun broke free from Zhuge Ziqian’s embrace, seeing his back, flesh blurred with deep wounds, even her cold heart was moved to tears, unable to speak, trembling with fear, feeding him an elixir, both furious and heartbroken, she struck Zhuge Ziqian’s arm.

Zhuge Ziqian, face pale, still softly smiling, wiping Moh Baichun’s tears away with bloody hands.

Most of the Luofu Sword Sect’s sword cultivators were dead, the three martial monks from Vajra Platform protected dozens, severely injured beyond healing.

The Guiyuan Sword Sect people and Xie Jingshan were shielded by Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi’s Domain, aside from the damaged Flower Basket and Luo Fish Pendant, everyone remained untouched.

But when Jiang Yuebai retracted the domain and searched for Shi Yuming, he only saw that his iron rod was stuck solitary in a patch of blazing scorched earth, surrounded by the shocked, those who had barely survived.

Even though he knew it might all be false, witnessing this scene for real made Jiang Yuebai’s nose tingle with sadness. He turned his head, unwilling to look, unable to stop thinking, why must there be war?

Lu Nanzhi also wore a grief-stricken face. He raised his hand to pat Jiang Yuebai’s shoulder, lost in thought while staring at the blood-colored demonic qi lingering on the ground, his eyes growing profound.

Xie Jingshan walked over, pulled out Shi Yuming’s iron rod, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and turned his head, struggling to suppress his sorrow.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a more determined look in Xie Jingshan’s eyes, and the idea of ending the chaos through the sword became even stronger in his heart.

Jiang Yuebai expanded his divine sense to scan the surroundings. The Demon Clan had been annihilated; although the casualties were heavy, they weren’t as severe as Jiang Yuebai had anticipated.

He saw strange cultivators covered in dirt throughout the crowd, using all sorts of bizarre items to form protections, saving many lives.

Jiang Yuebai realized when he saw a hunchbacked man with a crooked neck carrying a large iron cauldron on his back.

They’re from the Ruyi Sect!

They hadn’t shown up before, could it be... they were trying to dig tunnels underground to escape?

The Ruyi Sect excels in various miscellaneous skills, especially the art of Qimen Dunjia.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth suddenly shook violently. Everyone staggered, Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi supporting each other’s arms to stand firm.

Crack! Crackle!

A series of alarming shattering sounds emanated from above and below; people looked up in horror to see the heaven painted red with blood and fire rapidly cracking, crisscrossed with web-like bloody fissures.

The trees in the forest, what remained of them, toppled and leaned as if the earth dragon had turned, the ground splitting apart, the void storm suddenly intensified, and some, unprepared, fell into the depths of the rift valley, shredded into pieces by the void storm in a blink of an eye.

"This realm is going to perish!"

Someone exclaimed in astonishment, chaos ensued, and everyone was at a loss, panicking on the spot.

Jiang Yuebai squinted, noticing the runic shadows flashing after the cracks in the sky and the ground, like a fishing net wrapping the constantly shattering glass ball, temporarily keeping it ’intact.’

"The Guardian Great Array is still there; we still have time!"

Pei Shengyue emerged from his sorrow, holding a broken apricot branch in his arms, tear-streaked, stood up and shouted to everyone on the hillside.

Simultaneously, black mist rolled out again between the cracks in the ground and the sky, the Demon Clan was making a comeback.

In the blink of an eye, the surging demon fog boiled like the sea, and the encirclement was about to close again.

Everyone knew they couldn’t keep fighting; they had to find a way to escape this realm.

Many people invoked the Cloud-Breaking Charge, trying to rush out through the ubiquitous void cracks, but the light from the Realm Great Array shone brilliantly, forcibly repelling their Cloud-Breaking Charge.

The Realm Great Array had been activated, protecting the realm from shattering while also trapping them inside.

Pei Shengyue suddenly looked towards the southwest, where there was a gap in the Demon Clan’s encirclement, the direction with the least demonic forces at the moment.

Jiang Yuebai didn’t know what Pei Shengyue based this on, only that she raised her arm and called out.

"Everyone, follow me, charge out!"

"Wait!"

Jiang Yuebai attempted to voice his objection, but Pei Shengyue was already leading the people from the Red Sun Sect and the Jiangg Family, breaking out quickly in that direction.

Compared to him, an unknown figure, Pei Shengyue of the Golden Wave Sect was already renowned in the Upper Realm. Most of the surviving cultivators trusted her and joined her breakout.

This included the Red Sun Sect members with Ye Tianlang, people from the Beiji Palace, Fengg Family, and Wu Family.

The situation was urgent; Jiang Yuebai and his group couldn’t pull everyone back to explain as the Demon Clan’s army had regrouped and charged again.

Jiang Yuebai saw the Zhuge Family members supporting each other, and five members from Guiyuan Sword Sect with three heavily injured martial monks of the Vajra Platform, all looking at him with eyes of trust.

The hunchbacked male cultivator from the Ruyi Sect also stayed with the other Ruyi Sect cultivators, hesitating between following Pei Shengyue or Jiang Yuebai, his fingers constantly calculating something.

Some scattered cultivators around were those surviving with the protection of Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi within the domain, grateful to Jiang Yuebai and willing to escort her.

Among them were Chu Xin, who recognized Jiang Yuebai, and Xingchou, who did not.

Under the gaze of nearly two hundred people, Jiang Yuebai clenched his fist, feeling a heavy weight and restraint, the pressure of not daring to make a misstep for the first time since beginning his cultivation.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yuebai withdrew his gaze, turning towards the northeast.

"Follow me!"