Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 254 Aftermath

The land of the Eastern Waters.

Under the blazing sun, the earth is parched and cracked...

The continuous drizzle that had been brought about by the fall of "Master Bai Mu" had vanished without a trace, replaced by rising fire poison.

suddenly!

After noon, the sky darkened again, sand and stones flew everywhere, and strong winds rose.

"This damn weather... half the day it's drought, the other half it's strong winds..."

Fang Wujiu led Fang Shangxuan on a tour, returning with a mouthful of sand. They hurriedly retreated into the altar formation, finally feeling more comfortable. A person approached them; it was none other than Le Mingxue.

"Sister-in-law."

Fang Wujiu gave him a wink.

"Follow me!"

Le Mingxue looked at the several Bai family cultivators patrolling nearby and led Fang Wujiu and his son to the cave.

Fang Shangxuan stood guard outside, while Le Mingxue casually set up a soundproof barrier before asking, "What happened outside? Why has the weather changed so drastically? Yesterday it was just a light drizzle, and today there's a sudden gust of wind..." "What else could have happened? The spiritual atmosphere of heaven and earth has changed; someone even greater than Master Baimu must have fallen... He was at the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm!" Fang Wujiu sighed, gazing towards the Hehuan Sect's mountain gate: "Judging by the time, the great battle has already broken out. We're hiding in the rear, which gives us temporary peace, but we're still inevitably affected... Alas, I wonder how that child Tian Youliang is doing... He can't even protect himself, what can he do?"

Le Mingxue could only smile wryly: "Fortunately, there's still that Vajra Powerful Man guarding this place..."

Before the two could say anything more, Fang Shangxuan burst in from outside: "Outside the formation... there are so many... monsters!"

"Um?"

Fang Wujiu hurriedly ran to the edge of the altar and saw densely packed human figures emerging at the boundary between heaven and earth.

Their walking resembled that of corpses, rigid and stiff, yet they gathered into a seemingly endless crowd.

As they got closer, they discovered that the "zombies" all had female characteristics; some were little girls, some were teenage girls, some were middle-aged women, and some were old women... "What... what kind of monsters are these?"

Fang Wujiu was somewhat distraught, and he and several Bai family cultivators said in unison, "Quickly go and invite Vajra Power Master..."

Rumble!

Waves of zombies rushed into the secret mandala formation as if they were completely oblivious.

But as the light shimmered, all the corpses turned to dust...

Behind them, the endless stream of zombies remained oblivious, advancing relentlessly... like an unstoppable tide.

Outside Fang Qing's secluded room.

"Praise be to the indestructible Vajra body, which powerfully breaks through the barriers of the three realms, and whose boundless light and great Dharma power..."

"The Buddha is infinitely compassionate, saving us from suffering and distress..."

A group of monks knelt down, chanting mantras incessantly.

But the gate stood majestically unmoved.

Fang Wujiu and Yue Mingxue, who were kneeling, exchanged a glance, both feeling a sense of foreboding:

"Duzi... she didn't run away, did she?"

"Aren't we all just expendable pawns?"

"Although that altar formation is said to be comparable to the Purple Mansion formation, there are quite a few Dao Foundation cultivators among those walking corpses... If we go any further, I'm afraid there will be demons comparable to the Purple Mansion!" Cold sweat poured down Fang Wujiu's forehead, but he still dared not speak, not even to complain.

After all, he and Yue Mingxue have other bloodline offspring left on Qingli Mountain!

Therefore, even if the esoteric master asked him to be cannon fodder, he could only accept it with a smile and die with a smile on his face!

Rumble!

The cave entrance suddenly burst open, revealing a meditation room inside, but it was completely empty...

Fang Qing had already run away long ago.

He was living a carefree life in the Qi Refining Path, and now it's even less likely that he'll return to the mire.

Fang Wujiu knelt on the ground, finally unable to resist raising his head. He glanced at the ground out of the corner of his eye and was stunned.

"Did they really run away?"

"So be it... Even generals die in a hundred battles, and I, having been conscripted and away for years, fighting in countless battles, should naturally have died long ago... But it's a pity about Shangxuan... and all my accumulated wealth, which I can't send back to Qingli Mountain." "Wait... if Vajra Power Master has already left, who opened this cave?"

Upon realizing this, Fang Wujiu felt an even greater chill run down his spine.

Get up!

Only then did a young voice ring out.

Fang Wujiu and several Bai family cultivators got up and saw one person.

This person was shrouded in a mist, and his voice was so magnetic that it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

But enveloped in a circle of divine light, its wondrous power almost made these cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage of cultivation feel an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

"Purple Mansion!"

Another Purple Mansion True Person!

Fang Wujiu quickly bowed again: "I will obey your orders, Master..."

"Oh? You're quite clever..."

Bai Ziye nodded calmly in the thick fog, glancing at the few quail-like Bai family cultivators in his mind, and thought to himself, "They are much better than my bloodline members... As a hidden backup plan of the White Bone Path, he was not taken by Sangji to attack the Hehuan Mountain Gate."

After all, this is inherently difficult to explain.

Fang Qing had already run away, so with a slight hint from Sangji, Bai Ziye came running over to take over and handle the aftermath.

After all... his "Hidden Forest" supernatural ability still needs the support of the Bai family bloodline!

Now, there is no hope left for the Bai family members in the secret Buddhist warriors or within the Hehuan Sect.

The remaining group of people in the Dongshui region are now all gone.

If they were all killed, the mystery of his supernatural powers would be greatly diminished...

With his interests at stake, this former Master Bai Mu naturally had no choice but to do his best.

Fang Qing naturally understood this principle, which is why he entrusted the task of cleaning up the mess to Bai Mu Zhenren, Bai Ziye.

After all, this person had previously betrayed the Hehuan Sect and was bound by the precepts imposed by the White Bone Dharma King; there was no turning back. He was best suited for handling the aftermath. "Please advise, Master..."

The Bai family members also quickly bowed in greeting.

Bai Ziye pondered for a moment before speaking: "The Hehuan Sect is destroyed but not ruined. Our mission is complete, and we should return to base... I will only give you half an hour to prepare. After half an hour, the great formation will be activated... Those who fail to keep up will perish on their own."

"yes!"

Fang Wujiu bowed again, and only felt relieved after the real person, whose face and figure were unclear, left.

"Wu Jiu..."

Beside her, Yue Mingxue stared blankly: "The victory is over? This great battle... is it finally over?"

"Yes, it's all over."

Fang Wujiu sighed and looked at his son: "Shangxuan... pack your bags immediately. Except for the most important spiritual items, you can discard everything else!" He was a clever man and knew that this was the last chance. If he didn't seize it, he might really die far from home.

While several members of the Fang family were present, Fang Wujiu solemnly declared, "Regarding this withdrawal, I do not know whether I will live or die... But if even one of us returns alive, we must remember that our most precious treasure is the great contribution of the Wusheng Temple! When a descendant of our Fang family achieves the perfection of Qi cultivation, they will receive a 'Dao Foundation Pill'!"

This non-existent Dao Foundation Pill greatly boosted the status of the Qingli Fang family.

The key point is that only members of the Fang family are allowed to go to Wusheng Temple for seclusion, as promised by Duzi, which has prevented countless people from coveting it... A moment later.

Although Bai Ziye gave half an hour, the cultivators below dared not actually make this Purple Mansion True Person wait for half an hour.

Before long, the group of cultivators abandoned a large amount of supplies, traveled light and prepared to set off.

"Okay, let's go."

Bai Ziye glanced at the land of Dongshui one last time, his eyes showing no lingering affection or reluctance... he simply flicked his sleeve.

As the magic descended, a hazy mist appeared, enveloping everyone.

The group was hidden in the mist, surrounded by swaying tree shadows.

Rumble!

The grand formation of the altar collapsed with a deafening roar, and countless walking corpses rushed into it. Some of them even possessed True Fierce and Foundation Establishment cultivation... clearly no ordinary beings. However, their eyes were vacant as they scanned their surroundings, finding no trace of any living beings, and they simply brushed past Fang Wujiu and his group.

"This is... the power of supernatural abilities?"

Fang Wujiu gazed at the walking corpse beside him, its body radiating the light of [Kui Wood], exuding an aura of Dao. In life, it was likely not only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but also not just an early Foundation Establishment cultivator. Yet, at this moment, the two were only a few steps apart, and the other party was completely unaware of him, a mere Qi Conversion cultivator.

"Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage are always considered noble, but I never imagined they would be like ants before a True Immortal at the Purple Mansion stage!"

"Wait... why does this person look somewhat familiar?"

Fang Wujiu stared blankly at the "female Dao Foundation Establishment" before him, suddenly feeling that she resembled a certain Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator from the White Bone Daoist monks. "But... that was clearly a cultivator..."

He seemed to realize something and dared not look any longer, quickly turning his head away. He felt his body grow cold and his face was covered in cold sweat without him even noticing...

North of the ancient Shu region lies a vast grassland.

To the west of the grasslands lies a small country called the "Kingdom of Women," where the entire nation worships the "Dangerous Moon," and its population is only a few million.

This day.

Amidst howling winds, an enormous demonic bird suddenly descended upon the capital of the Women's Kingdom.

When it opened its mouth, a terrifying suction force appeared, instantly swallowing hundreds of thousands of citizens in the capital.

"The Parrot Demon King? You dare to do this...aren't you afraid of the annihilation of the Great Wind Tribe?"

A sharp shout rang out, the void shattered, and a female Taoist priest in a jet-black robe appeared.

Holding a whisk, his phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent as he shouted angrily.

"Hmph, if that's the case, then please, fellow Daoist, make your move."

The Parrot Demon King responded with a cold laugh.

At the same time, several demonic figures the size of mountains were wreaking havoc in the Kingdom of Women.

In the east, a nine-headed lion, its body radiating nine-colored light, enveloped the land.

In the south, a six-armed ape, wielding a jet-black staff and capable of breathing water and fire, battles a female cultivator from the Purple Mansion realm...

Above the capital of the Women's Kingdom, the female Taoist priest made some calculations, and her expression changed drastically: "The eight tribes of the demon race have actually joined forces?"

"Haha, not bad! By order of Luofeng Mountain, the Women's Kingdom shall be destroyed!"

A savage glint flashed in the eyes of the Crimson Demon King: "True Master Banyue... don't you understand? Even the Great True Master Yaoyue, seeing that things were hopeless, wisely protected himself... You're going against the tide, you're nothing but a pawn to be discarded..." True Master Banyue waved his whisk, a look of pity on his face: "In the end, he just couldn't bear to abandon these common people..."

In an instant, several demonic figures emerged from the void, already surrounding this Purple Mansion True Person...