Time flies.
This day.
There were constant thunders between heaven and earth, a symphony of thunders, bombarding the void, arcs of lightning circling and whistling like silver dragons, and strong winds born from nothingness, sweeping across the vastness. In the void, all kinds of strange phenomena evolved. These phenomena were extremely terrifying, like a sign before the end of the world. There were even blood clouds floating in the air, stretching for billions of miles, causing countless onlookers to tremble with fear. However, this strange scene only lasted for one day before it disappeared. The world returned to silence, and the sky was as blue as a wash.
A strange sound came from high in the sky.
Snap!
Snap!
There were continuous, crackling sounds, as if a chain was forcibly cut, and some people heard a hint of chill and awe in it.
Immediately following.
A thick fog blew in from nowhere, hazy and white, and in an instant, it covered the entire sky and earth.
The monks who were enveloped in it felt their minds become extremely relaxed, as if there was a big stone in their hearts that was removed. Their bodies were empty and clear, and they had a feeling of floating in the air, as if they could break through at any time. This sudden change surprised and astonished countless people.
In addition, in the five regions of the world, the mountains and woodlands in various places have undergone strange changes. What was originally just ordinary vegetation, after being contaminated by the mist, is now sparkling and full of spiritual energy, and flowers are blooming everywhere.
As for the spiritual objects in heaven and earth, they have undergone earth-shaking changes. At least they have been upgraded by one grade. The heavenly grade spiritual objects have been directly promoted to the holy grade.
This change made countless independent cultivators feel ecstatic, because on normal days, they were most in need of cultivation resources, and sometimes they would even fight for a few resources until they were bloodied, and they might not even be able to get them. But now, cultivation resources are everywhere, and they can be picked at will. There is no need to compete with others for them, because there are simply too many of them, all over the mountains and plains, and they can never be picked up again.
Apart from the independent cultivators, the most excited person was Xiao Hei, who worked as a spiritual farmer at Ziyun Peak.
One day, it had just emerged from the cave and looked at the wildly growing spiritual fields. It rubbed its eyes first, suspecting that it had not rested well, so its eyes were blurry. But after rubbing for a long time, it found that everything it saw was real. It immediately howled and screamed, and was so excited that it was confused:
"I'm a genius! I'm really a genius at farming!!!"
"Where is the master? Where is the master? Come and see the fields I planted. This is also great!!!"
…
Strange changes are happening all the time in the five regions of the world.
Faced with this change, some people are happy while others are worried.
The ones who were happy were naturally the immortal forces that had support from the upper realms. They knew that this change represented the complete unsealing of the Heavenly Dao. Not long ago, they also received a decree from the upper realms that would arrive soon, asking them to prepare to welcome it.
The ones who are worried are naturally those sects that have no backing but are quite powerful. They occupy a large area, have countless treasures in their secret hiding places, and after being nourished by the fairy mist, they are further sublimated.
If there were no people from the upper realm, they were confident that they should be able to defend the treasure mountain with their own strength. However, once the people from the upper realm arrived, their strength was not enough. After all, the people from the upper realm must be immortals, and their strength was really not enough!
"If someone from the upper realm takes a fancy to the treasures of our faction, what should we do?"
An elder said worriedly.
"What else can I do? I'll just give it to you!"
The sect leader has spoken.
Naturally, they didn't want to feel so aggrieved, but there was no way. They couldn't beat the strong. Although the elders of their sect had successfully advanced to the Tribulation Realm, they were just like ants in front of those immortals and couldn't fight back at all.
at the same time.
Under a ruin.
There is a secret room.
There were about dozens of people in the secret room, and each of them had a pale face. It was obvious that they had been hiding in the secret room for too long without seeing the light, and they were malnourished, so everyone had a haggard face and dry hair. They were so miserable that they were even worse than beggars.
This secret room is a place where the Huang family provides refuge for their members in case of any unexpected events.
Originally, as the Huang family became more and more powerful, this secret room had been almost abandoned.
But unexpectedly, it would be used in the end.
Fortunately, although this secret room has been abandoned for a long time, the formation set up by the ancestors is still functioning and can block the spiritual consciousness, otherwise, they would not be able to escape death.
at this time.
"Young Master is about to descend in his true form, and the Huang family's destruction will be avenged!"
An old man looked at the green smoke curling in front of him, on which a few lines of text appeared. Suddenly, he could not hide his excitement on his face and let out a long roar towards the sky.
The women, children and young children beside the old man were so excited that tears flowed down their cheeks when they heard these words. They cried and gritted their teeth, saying angrily:
"The day that you arrive will be the day that the Qingming Sect will be destroyed!"
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Xu Liao slaughtered innocent people in a bloody and cruel way. He is an unparalleled evil demon and deserves to be cut into pieces!"
"I hope that when you kill Xu Liao, you can leave him with a breath. I want to kill him with my own hands to pay tribute to the spirits of my people in heaven!"
A slightly immature boy, with raging anger in his eyes and a look full of hatred, said with gritted teeth.
He was the youngest son of the Huang family. He usually lived a life of luxury, and was particularly particular about his daily life. He even had a powerful pet to travel with him. However, because of Xu Liao, he became a homeless dog and could only hide in this dark secret room. He dared not show his head to see the light, for fear that he would be killed by Xu Liao in seconds if he showed his head.
Although he only lived through this kind of frustrating life for a few days, it felt like a year and was extremely torturous. When he thought of Xu Liao being so carefree outside and no one being able to control him, his heart ached and he wished he could rush directly to Qingming Sect and kill him.
"Young Patriarch, you have great ambition!"
"As long as you are here, it means that the Huang family's bloodline is not extinct!"
The old man looked at the young man with satisfaction, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, then a fanatical look appeared on his face, and he said:
"Don't worry, we won't have to wait too long for this day. The young master will arrive in two days. By then, my Huang family will surely be able to regain its glory!!!"
