activa-t Chapter 383: The Hunyuan Realm is broken, and the world loses its color
Chapter 383: The Hunyuan Realm is broken, and the world loses its color
He sighed softly. It seemed that he still failed to complete the task assigned to him by Xuanhe Zunzun.
I just hope nothing serious happens.
By the time this matter reached Yunzhong City, it was already too late.
The Hunyuan Heluo Realm, which had maintained peace for tens of millions of years, was broken apart in an instant, and the ancient evil energy imprisoned in the void swept across the world.
At the same time, the sky suddenly broke apart, and the endless void swallowed everything.
The earth veins were cut off and the mountains and rivers were broken.
The color of heaven and earth changes.
In just a short moment, countless lives died in this catastrophe.
Endless void poured down from the sky, destroying all lives and eliminating all life wherever it passed.
"withstand!"
"Everyone, use your spiritual power to build a barrier. You must not retreat."
The five sect leaders, led by Suifeng, flew up, with spiritual power surging wildly around them, gathering the spiritual power into a protective shield.
Resist the endless spread and devouring of the void, but the power of the void is unstoppable.
The current sect masters of hundreds of sects in the world of cultivation flew forward one by one and together with the five sect masters, they established a safe area.
Just to protect the disciples below.
"The Hunyuan Realm is broken!"
Xu Sichen looked at this scene in disbelief. The void continued to press down on them. If they tried to resist the force of the sky collapse, the ending would inevitably be tragic.
"Eating the Sky was so quick that only Bu Wanyi, who has the Seven Star Moon Body, could break through the Primordial Realm."
Bu Guyun's eyes were red, and a stronger airflow burst out from his hands, but tears fell silently.
Her sister is dead!
She didn't even see her for the last time.
When the sky collapses, even human cultivators with spiritual powers appear so powerless and insignificant.
Ink-black clouds covered the loess,
The setting sun shines like blood on the white bones.
"Quick, have those young disciples rush to Luanshan City immediately. Luanshan City has a barrier, which can at least save their lives."
Hundreds of figures formed a human wall. At this moment, they threw life and death behind their minds and fought for their lives.
The leader of the Yuxu Sect held his back teeth, his face flushed red, and cold sweat continued to seep out.
"Everyone, it seems that we are unlikely to escape today."
The Moonlight Palace Master chuckled softly, her cold and ethereal face showing no fear at all. "So what? We've lived long enough, but those children are still young."
"They are our only hope."
Someone whispered.
At this moment, everyone was suffering from unbearable pain in every part of their body. Their bodies were shaking involuntarily and their limbs were cramping.
“Hmm…!”
Some people could not withstand the power of the void and turned into bloody mist in an instant, and died as a result.
"Sect Master Kong!"
Xu Sichen's face was splashed with warm blood. She looked at the scene in shock, filled with grief.
Suifeng looked solemn as he looked up at the endless void, high above, without a trace of mercy.
He looked unwilling and disdainful, "All disciples, listen to my orders. Head to Luanshan City immediately. There must be no mistakes."
This sound, along with the spiritual power spreading out bit by bit, reached the ears of every panicked disciple.
A disaster that destroys the world.
These children had never seen anything like this before, and now they were all panicked, frightened and confused.
Lu Xiao and his companions looked pale. Under the strong wind, they could only stick their swords into the ground to maintain stability.
"Master! Sect Master——"
"We...are not leaving!"
The once clear blue and cloudless sky was gradually replaced by the dark void, which carried the power of destruction.
The earth was shaking violently, as if it was about to roll over.
The ancient evil spirit fills the world. The sky is no longer bright, and it swallows everything along with the void.
The people around him died one after another, blood filled his eyes, and his skin was devastated.
He mobilized his spiritual power, trying to grab back the little disciples who were sucked into the void, but he came up empty-handed.
"Brother Baiji...save me!"
"...Save me! I don't want to die yet...Ah——"
The young disciples tried their best, holding on to the ground tightly, their fingertips stained with blood, and crawled forward bit by bit, but they were still sucked into the void.
The remaining twenty-nine disciples gritted their teeth and held on, their bodies tense, and the tips of their swords kept making clashing sounds.
"Save me! I don't want to die."
"Ah-"
“…Senior Brother Xia Zheng, ah…help me!”
"Brother Mo...save me, I don't want to die."
The young disciples beside them kept calling for help, looking at them with pleading and frightened eyes, and reaching out their hands to them in despair.
They just want to survive!
The disciples turned around and saw their fellow disciples being swallowed by the void until not a single bone was left. Their eyes turned red.
Haolian supported himself on the ground with one hand using his sword, and held onto Xiao Zhuyu tightly with the other. Veins on his hands were bulging as he struggled to maintain the balance of the two.
"Brother, please leave me alone and let go."
Xiao Zhuyu looked at the blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, his pale face full of sadness, and she begged in a low voice.
Unlike the disciples here, she is a genuine alchemy practitioner and her fighting ability is far inferior to theirs.
Haolian forced a smile. The boy looked disheveled, but his eyes were full of stubbornness and obstinacy.
"Don't be silly, you are my junior sister, you must stay alive."
Ye Zhanying took a deep breath. She was closest to Xiao Zhuyu. She swung out a whip and wrapped it around her waist, then around her own waist.
"No one can die, not one of them." She gritted her teeth and said
Xiao Zhuyu was stunned, tears glistening in her eyes, "Okay."
Most of the disciples had high cultivation levels, and under this world-destroying gale, they could only gather in a circle and support each other.
The red blood rain fell bit by bit, dripping onto them, warm and bloody.
They looked up suddenly, only to find that the sect leaders and elders who had taught and cared for them in the past had died before their eyes.
The elders, some strict and some kind, exploded from the inside out under the pressure of the void.
Bright red blood spurted out, staining the void and becoming the last color in the world.
"No!"
"Master, you guys... come back!"
"Please, leave us alone and just go!"
"Elder! It's not worth it for us. Go away quickly. Don't hold on any longer..."
The disciples who had been relatively calm suddenly lost control. They roared at the top of their lungs, their faces stained with blood, and every word they spoke was filled with sorrow.
Above, Elder Yizhe seemed to know that his death was near. He turned around and glanced at his disciples below, and laughed as usual.
"Little ones, you must survive."
His low, emotional voice fell, and the next moment it turned into a bloody mist and died.
"Master!!"
Haolian was stunned for a moment, then he opened his mouth and screamed heartbreakingly, breaking the last string of reason in his brain.
"No! Master... please don't abandon us..."
Witnessing his master's death before his eyes, the young man could no longer hold back his roar, tears streaming down his face, nearly collapsing.
He let go of his natal sword, the only thing that supported his balance, and fell to the ground, crawling slowly with his hands, with veins bulging on his forehead.
Sad and helpless.