Chapter 361: Natural Disaster

The Advanced Communication Group for Artifact Masters.

Li Haoran: "Why does the group feel so deserted today?"

Junyangzi: "It seems the number of cultivators on our side hasn't decreased, so why are all the artifact masters from the Half-City shop silent today? @Duan Yue @Artifact Master Master Yanhua @Shenfengzi..."

Junyangzi tagged a circle of people, but not a single person replied.

"How strange..."

"They must be focusing on refining artifacts lately."

"They were refining artifacts yesterday too, and a portion of them were still around..."

The communication group was abuzz with discussion, and at this moment, the Hetian Tower of the Haoran Sect, rumored to be a famous demon-suppressing site of the Haoran Sect.

For thousands of years, the Hetian Tower had remained as stable as ever, and no anomalies had ever occurred.

A few elite disciples guarding outside the tower, seeing no one around, moved their stiff bodies from standing too long out of sheer boredom.

"What is there to look at in such a broken tower?" one of the disciples complained, "If you ask me, whatever demonic creature was suppressed in this Hetian Tower for over a thousand years should have died long ago."

"Exactly, it's been so many years without a single stir, maybe it really died long ago."

Just as the two were complaining, directly above the Hetian Tower, a red cloud suddenly burst into view!

"What is that?!" The two looked up at the sky in terror, only to see that the entire sky had turned a dark, sinking red at some unknown point.

The sky grew dark, and the thick layers of clouds, seemingly close at hand, obscured the sky, turning the originally clear day instantly gloomy and dark, akin to the night!

"That... what is that?!" A disciple pointed at the sky in horror, only to see a colossally massive, terrifying face suddenly emerge from the very center of that heavy, dense cloud.

With just a single breath from its open mouth, it was like a dragon drawing water; everything on the ground was sucked up into the sky, and even the white pagoda behind them was uprooted along with it!

Beneath the pagoda, a massive, thick skeleton was revealed!

Immediately after, the entire mountain peak split open from the middle, earth and stones flying everywhere, exposing a gigantic skeleton with dual horns on its head and a face as hideous as a ghost!

"Not good! The demon suppressed beneath the Hetian Tower is really coming out!"

In an instant, countless cultivators of the Haoran Sect flew up into the high sky, elders and elites rushing to the scene upon hearing the news, only to see that within nearly a single moment, dozens of elite cultivators with cultivations at least above the True Lake realm had gathered in the sky, and even several Shenhai elders hurried over one after another.

"Form the Qiantian Array!" a white-robed elder roared, and subsequently, a terrifyingly massive sword was seen in the sky, slashing toward it with a force that could split mountains!

The giant skeleton opened its mouth and let out a furious roar!

The sound shook heaven and earth, and countless cultivators who had flown forward instantly suffered a violent tremor in their bodies, as if struck in the chest by a giant hammer, their faces deathly pale as they violently vomited blood!

"Firefly light, yet you dare to contend with the bright moon?!"

Boom!

Between the mountains, a skeleton claw was raised, its sharp phalanges pressing downward: "A bunch of ants!"

Across the entire sky, the leaden clouds were heavy, appearing as though they were already extremely close to the ground, as if the entire sky itself was about to collapse!

A terrifyingly immense pressure followed, pressing down relentlessly like Mount Tai crushing an egg; the Haoran Sect cultivators who came to obstruct, those with low cultivation, had their physical bodies instantly compressed until they exploded into bursts of blood mist, and even the few Shenhai Realm elders with high cultivation were now bleeding from their seven orifices, their muscles torn and bones broken!

"Simply vulnerable to a single blow!"

"The Sacred Venerable's divine might is peerless, how could we mortals ever hope to reach it?" That old Daoist with a benevolent countenance and flying white hair suspended himself in mid-air, revealing a sycophantic smile.

At this very moment, far away in the Yimu Dao Palace, due north of the entire Morning Star Sea region.

Beneath a secluded Daoist temple far removed from the architectural complex of the Yimu Dao Palace, the mountain suddenly shook violently!

Immediately following, the entire mountain rumbled like the beating of drums!

The earth cracked open, as if the entity suppressed deep underground had received some extremely intense summons and was about to emerge from the bottom of the mountain!

...

"Why is the shop so deserted today?" Boss Fang looked at the shop, which had at least a third fewer people than usual.

Subsequently, he only heard many people outside the shop door crying out in alarm as they pointed at the distant sky.

"Look over there!"

In the extremely distant horizon, a patch of dark gloom appeared, and within that gloom, there seemed to be a terrifying demonic shadow churning the wind and clouds; that shocking, earth-shattering aura caused a surge of palpitation even from such a great distance!

"What the hell is that?" Boss Fang frowned, feeling that things did not seem simple.

"Looking at this situation, I'm afraid a demon has emerged into the world." Beside him, Mo Tianxing's face was also shrouded in a heavy layer of dark clouds, "A thousand years ago, a demonic calamity nearly overturned the cultivation world of the entire Morning Star Sea region. Now, after a thousand years, who would have thought the catastrophe would come so quickly?!"

"That powerful?" Boss Fang looked astonished, turning to the surrounding cultivators, "What kind of demon is this, to be so powerful?"

"Our Mo family had all its experts perish in that demonic calamity back then." Mo Tianxing seemed to recall the past events, his face darkening slightly, "Otherwise, given the prosperity of the Mo family back then, this old man would not have fallen to such a plight, only able to hide and drag out a wretched existence in Half-City."

...

The Nanhua Sect; at this time, the entire Nanhua Sect was enveloped in a sky-covering dark cloud.

"Mad...! Senior Brother has gone mad! He actually wants to kill me! Senior Sister has also gone mad! Master has gone mad too! Everyone has gone mad!" A Nanhua Sect disciple hid in his own room, trembling with fear, "If this goes on... I will go mad too!"

"No! I might even be killed by them...!" Fear plastered his entire face.

The Haoran Sect.

Under this terrifyingly immense demonic might, all cultivators could do nothing but flee for their lives, yet there were still many slow-fleeing cultivators enveloped by the red clouds, sending out bursts of miserable shrieks; before long, these senior and junior brothers who once fought side by side, and even elders and masters, quickly turned into evil ghosts pursuing them!

"Where is the Sect Master?! Where is the Sect Master Real Person?!" an elder roared and bellowed.

"It seems... he made an appointment with a few elders to go watch some movie." another elder replied in terror.

"Watch?! A?! Mo?! Vie?!?!?!" This white-haired elder burst into curses on the spot.

"All disciples heed my command, everyone retreat to the bottom of the mountain!"

"Retreat! Quick, retreat! Everyone retreat out of here for me!"

...

"Destroy Nanhua first, then destroy the Haoran Sect, and soon, it will be the Yimu Dao Palace's turn!" Within the dark clouds, a colossally massive, terrifying demonic face seemed to roar and bellow, "Those who obey me shall prosper, those who defy me shall perish!"

"The Sacred Venerable is wise!" Several Feng family cultivators lowered their heads respectfully, "We wonder about the benefits the Sacred Venerable promised us..."

In the sky, a blood-colored crystal condensed out of thin air: "This contains a shred of this deity's comprehension of heaven and earth. You may take it to thoroughly understand the power within."

That elder with a benevolent countenance and immortal demeanor immediately rejoiced: "Many thanks, Sacred Venerable!"

At the same time, within the Nanhua Sect, countless streaks of flowing light shot in like meteors!

Wang Lingxiao looked at the desolate scene before him, his eyes completely bloodshot: "Nanhua Sect! How did my Nanhua Sect become like this?!"

"A demon!" Master Xichi said in horror, "It is exactly the same as the emergence of the demon recorded within the sect!"

"I'm afraid it's the forbidden land!"

Soon, they saw the devastated back mountain; the entire forbidden land had already been razed to the ground!

"The Sect Master of the Haoran Sect sent a transmission; the Haoran Sect is destroyed, and that demon has already headed toward the Yimu Dao Palace!"

"Master Tianxu sent a transmission; the suppressed demonic corpse has broken free on its own, and by now, it has likely converged with that demon!"

Wang Lingxiao's face turned pale: "Which is to say, we are about to face a demon in its full prime, just like the demonic calamity a thousand years ago?!"

The demon emerged into the world, and in almost an instant, it turned into a terrifying natural disaster sweeping across heaven and earth!