Chapter 1456 - 687: In the Mortal World

Chapter 1456: Chapter 687: In the Mortal World

"Boom!"

The thunder roared from the sky, initially sounding like distant raindrops, like countless soybeans falling on a rain shelter. In an instant, it was right in front of them, crackling like a series of firecrackers, rolling thunder crashing down fiercely.

The visible thunder light rained down, dispersing the red clouds and blood clouds that covered the Sky Dome, breaking them apart, disintegrating them with visible speed, retreating like a receding tide, shrinking like cotton candy, gathering around the top of the Divine Sect Headquarters, desperately resisting the overwhelming Shenxiao lightning from the nine heavens, as if crossing the tribulation.

Well, isn’t this crossing the tribulation. The Mystic Sect, it’s the tribulation of the Mortal World, and if this tribulation isn’t endured today, the entire city will perish.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Tang Xian’er coughed blood, leaning on a sword, limping to the side of the frog with its belly upturned, squinting her eyes, kneeling down, tears falling silently,

"It’s all over..."

Tie Dan also returned to the sword, chirping beside,

"It’s alright, it’s alright, this frog just shielded you from disaster, helped you through the tribulation, and traded its life for yours. As long as you’re safe, it’s fine. Come now, stop being sad, you only lost a frog, the others lost the fortune of the Mystic Sect. It wasn’t in vain.

In any case, the situation is extremely critical now, and I’ve calculated another great danger for you. If there are more insects or dogs or something, tie them up quickly as a precaution. Oh right, didn’t you raise a goose?"

"Shut up! Cough, cough, cough!"

Tang Xian’er coughed with anger, feeling bullied, pouting, sulking, dragging the package and the child from the frog’s mouth. Then she dug a hole, seemingly wanting to bury the frog, but she just fumbled with the frog that died from a flick, muttering something in her native dialect.

Tie Dan wanted to scold her, saying it was all her fault for being incompetent, not properly following him to hide, getting distracted during Enlightenment and sword fighting, causing the frog to be killed due to her own mistakes. But with the child glaring at him beside her, he swallowed the words back,

"...Alright, let’s go. I see that the altar master can’t hold it any longer, and will soon retreat the defense line. A wise man doesn’t stand under a dangerous wall, let’s retreat into the city. Don’t let the frog’s sacrifice be in vain."

Tang Xian’er is still very sad, but the frog can’t be revived, and seeing the thunder light flickering above, shattering the overhead blood-screen barrier into pieces like cracked blood scabs, splintered and shattered walls, bleeding and collapsing, she knows Tie Dan’s words are true. The altar master is nothing but garbage, saying they could hold for seven days, couldn’t even last an incense stick. She can only suppress her grief, hastily bury the frog, carrying her package, holding the child, picking up her sword, and rushing into the city.

At this moment, the Divine Sect is also fleeing, after all, battle reports can lie but the battle lines can’t lie, everyone isn’t blind. Who boasts loudly daily but collapses easily when the time comes, can’t be fooled, right?

So the cult members and the tall ones, scattered by the Demon Sect’s commotion just now, gather again in swarms at the Divine Sect’s shrine square. Some are organizing refuge, some are preparing defenses, some are calling for a desperate fight, it’s chaotic and noisy, children crying and adults shouting in panic.

The altar master, though sitting inside the Divine Temple barely maintaining the Array Barrier, bears the brunt of each falling thunder, first shaken to spray blood, and as the dense thunderstorm roars incessantly like a torrential rain, the altar master feels like he’s being invisibly beaten, punched, and kicked, beaten to a pulp, blood gushing from his seven orifices like a human-shaped shower head, unable to maintain order.

Tie Dan suggested,

"Soon this Array will be broken, and then a bunch of Mystic Sect folks will rush towards you, intending to take your life and seize this child. Therefore, never be alone, stick with the Divine Sect, blend into the crowd, let them protect you."

Tang Xian’er looked suspiciously at those shaky Divine Weapons,

"Can they protect me?"

Tie Dan shrugged,

"Of course not, but they have three thousand Divine Weapons, even if they’re three thousand pigs it’ll take some time to catch them, won’t it? Take this chance to perform Breathing Control and Qi Replenishment, use them as scapegoats, and blend into the crowd to rush towards Kunlun Mountain.

In Kunlun Mountain, there are countless Grotto Heavens and infinite ancient graves, with innumerable Ancient Strange Beasts disrupting calculations, obscuring the Heavenly Mechanism. Then it’s up to your fate, as long as you find a nook to slip into, avoiding the Mystic Sect’s pursuit for seven days, this tribulation will be over."

Tang Xian’er knew this was the only way, in fact, the Divine Sect planned to huddle together and charge towards Kunlun Pass as soon as the Great Array broke.

Blending into the crowd wasn’t difficult, especially as she appeared disheveled and blood-stained, carrying a bag and holding a child, looking like an old beggar. The Candidacy Saintesses quickly organized her and the other elderly, women, and children into the core of the crowd, protected by other cult members, leaving Tang Xian’er with some hesitation.

"Sword Monarch, is there really no other way?"

Tie Dan casually replied,

"Yes, I just absorbed a lot of Refining; I can help you a little now. I’ll teach you a mantra, you can use it for Invisibility, it’ll render you unseen and unfound, untouchable by flying swords, ensuring your safety."