When Li Qingyang and the others’ life-bound contracted beasts suddenly weakened, it meant their masters had encountered danger—after all, when one suffers both suffer, when one prospers both prosper!
Actually.
It was somewhat similar to soul jade slips.
But the difference was that any injury could be transmitted to the contracted beast, rather than only shattering after death.
When disciples were in trouble, the full sect deployed—this was Eternal Ancient Sect’s fine tradition. So in a short time, high-level members and disciples summoned their Seven-Colored Brilliant Wings and headed to the Demon Fog Forest.
Jun Changxiao flew the fastest—he could arrive in about an hour or two, but along the way his heart was anxious as he secretly prayed: “Don’t let anything happen, don’t let anything happen!”
After coming to the Upper Realm, there would be even more dangers waiting for the disciples. Though Dog Leftover had repeatedly emphasized he’d made mental preparations, if that day truly came, he would still panic—after all, no matter how shameless, he was still human.
“No need to worry.”
The system said: “Though high-star-level missions are difficult, since they’re issued, they’ve definitely been carefully calculated. With several core disciples going together, the probability of death isn’t high.”
“So there’s still a possibility of death?”
“…”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao took out the Ancient-Penetrating Warship, retracted his Seven-Colored Brilliant Wings and landed on the bow, then shot forward with a ‘swish.’
The speed increased greatly, but energy consumption was also high.
As long as he could provide timely aid to his disciples and help them escape danger, even if it depleted all his assets he wouldn’t hesitate.
This was Jun Changxiao.
A scoundrel who could be so shameless that people would go crazy complaining, yet when it came to treating sect disciples he was like a selflessly caring parent.
“Babies, hang on!”
“This Seat is coming to save you!”
…
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
In the distant sky above the Demon Fog Forest, a dark cloud gradually drifted over.
“The weather’s changing!”
The martial artists who had previously explored the interior hadn’t left yet, because they were waiting for the Eternal Ancient Sect disciples.
“Half an hour now.”
“They’ve definitely already turned into walking corpses.”
“Sigh, isn’t living better?”
There had been a lot of commotion from inside earlier, especially including the Demon King’s roar, so the martial artists present all concluded those five had perished.
“What a pity.”
The middle-aged man who had bought pills shook his head and sighed.
Though he’d been forced into a sale and spent quite a few profound stones, he was actually quite grateful to the Eternal Ancient Sect disciples in his heart. After all, if they hadn’t saved him, his brother would have already become a walking corpse.
“Everyone disperse, disperse.”
Everyone waited a while longer and was just about to turn and leave when they suddenly felt heavy pressure from behind. They instinctively looked up and saw a large ship hovering in the high sky, with four large characters clearly carved on it: “Ancient-Penetrating Warship.”
“The Eternal Ancient Sect Master!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao flew down from the warship, then landed heavily at the outer perimeter entrance, saying in a deep voice: “Where are this Seat’s disciples?”
“In… inside!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao rushed in without a second word.
“Holy crap!”
“He just went in like that?”
“The dense fog is at its strongest stage—even sixth or seventh rotation can’t withstand it!”
“No wonder those disciples dared to go in—their Sect Master is also a fierce one!”
Watching Jun Changxiao enter the Demon Fog Forest without hesitation, everyone could only give great admiration in their hearts, as well as… another one about to perish!
“Boss, should we leave?”
“Wait a bit!”
The Eternal Ancient Sect Master had entered during the fog’s peak—everyone definitely wouldn’t just leave like this.
Half an hour later.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao rushed out from the Demon Fog Forest. The black attributes clinging to his body gradually faded, and his entire face returned from pitch black to normal.
The martial artists who hadn’t left all widened their eyes.
My heavens!
This guy went in for half an hour and could still come out alive and kicking—simply incredible!
“Damn it!”
After resolving the demonic qi in his body, Jun Changxiao turned around angrily: “Who among you knows where my disciples are!”
The dense fog inside the Demon Fog Forest had reached maximum intensity, and there were great restrictions on spiritual sense spreading. He had searched inside for half an hour without finding them, so he could only come out and ask others.
Various martial artists fell silent.
Quite a few of them knew Li Qingyang and the others’ location, but they didn’t dare speak up, afraid of being dragged in by that guy.
The strong demonic qi might not affect you, but it can affect us!
“Sect Master Jun!”
Just then, the middle-aged man who had bought pills stepped forward with large strides: “I know!”
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“Come into the forest with this Seat!”
“Okay!”
Li Dadan, daring to step forward, had already prepared himself mentally to go in.
Holy crap.
He really did get a name instantly!
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao grabbed Li Dadan’s shoulder, about to bring him into the fog zone, when Black and White Rakshasa finally caught up and said in unison: “Sect Master, the demonic qi of the Demon Fog Forest will harass the mind—you absolutely cannot enter casually!”
As locals, they were very familiar with this third-grade forbidden land.
“This old man can’t care about that much anymore!”
Jun Changxiao didn’t even bother using “this Seat,” showing how anxious he was now!
“Swish!”
The two merged into the fog.
But a quarter-hour later they returned, because the five were no longer at their previous location!
“Blech!”
Li Dadan violently spewed black viscous matter from his mouth. Clearly demonic qi had already penetrated his body, but he hadn’t perished because Little Evil was crazily absorbing the attributes inside.
…
At this time, the outer perimeter of the Demon Fog Forest had already gathered all of Eternal Ancient Sect’s high-level members and disciples. They either stood at the entrance or hovered in mid-air with flapping wings, their expressions all extremely grave.
The thousand or so martial artists who hadn’t left were now huddled together trembling.
Mommy!
How does this unranked sect have so many experts!
Moreover, those gorgeous seven-colored wings behind them clearly looked like extremely high-grade treasures!
Actually, if it were just a few people, it wouldn’t cause much reaction. Now with high-level members and core disciples all gathered, and because Li Qingyang and the others’ fates were uncertain, everyone wore worried expressions—the combined momentum was somewhat frightening.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao released Li Dadan and was about to enter the Demon Fog Forest again.
“Amitabha!”
At this moment, Dunan with his full head of black hair flowing walked out from the crowd, pressing his palms together: “Sect Master, the demonic qi inside is too strong. Entering rashly can easily cause one to lose one’s mind. How about letting this disciple use Buddhist Dharma to purify…”
Here it comes, here it comes!
A Buddhist cultivator who’d been in the sect for years was finally going to be useful!
“Hmph.”
But before he could finish speaking, Yao Mengying walked over, then stood at the entrance with hands on hips, saying proudly: “Just absorb all this demonic qi, wouldn’t that work!”
“Right!”
Jun Changxiao slapped his forehead.
“Dad!”
Little Evil said in his ear: “I want to absorb too!”
“Okay!”
“Swish!”
Transforming into a three-to-five-year-old, the Evil Spirit flew out and then stood side by side with Yao Mengying.
“Everyone move back!”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Everyone retreated to keep their distance from the two.
“Aha!”
Little Evil took a deep breath. His mouth instantly expanded infinitely as he absorbed in great gulps.
Yao Mengying wasn’t this fierce—she sat cross-legged on the ground, circulated her demonic path cultivation method to resonate with the demonic qi inside, instantly drawing it into her body.
The demonic qi attributes inside the Demon Fog Forest were like super supplements for evil spirits and demonic cultivators.
“Holy shit!”
“Isn’t this too exaggerated!”
“Eating demonic qi raw—aren’t they afraid their bodies will explode and they’ll die!”
Various martial artists were shocked with their eyeballs popping out.
“No good!”
“The speed is still too slow!”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and took out a large number of modified vacuum cleaners from his space ring, then tossed them to the disciples: “Suck all the demonic qi dry!”
“Yes!”
Thus, the Eternal Ancient Sect disciples lined up neatly holding flat-mouthed openings, standing at the entrance like firefighters rushing to a blaze and crazily absorbing. The originally dense poisonous fog began to gradually thin.
“Gou Fugui!”
Jun Changxiao said: “Don’t just stand there, hurry and purify!”
“Swish!”
Dunan hurriedly ran over, then sat cross-legged like an old monk, his mouth chanting words.
“Om!”
Golden light flashed, a dharma manifestation appeared!
“Namo Amitabha Buddha!” Dunan rapidly formed complex seals, raised both hands in a heaven-supporting posture, and shouted: “Great Vajra Sutra!”
“Om!”
The giant Buddha statue behind him suddenly opened its eyes. The radiance instantly reached its peak, rendering the surroundings golden-bright in patches, shocking everyone to cry out: “My eyes!”
“Still not fast enough!”
“Little Fire, come out and purify together!”
“Swish!”
The Fire Soul Spirit appeared out of thin air, directly transforming into a fire person and rushing in. Under the supremely pure and fierce flames, the dense fog was immediately incinerated in large swathes.
Some eating, some absorbing, some purifying, some incinerating—viewing from a distant camera angle, the Demon Fog Forest that had seemed like a demonic beast entrenched was now seemingly trembling violently, asking if it could still be saved?
It couldn’t be saved.
Because in just half an hour, the demonic qi existing within had been absorbed seventy to eighty percent. With the intensity and density decreased, large batches of disciples were advancing shoulder to shoulder.
“Dad!”
Just then, Little Evil who was clearing the way at the front shouted: “Found something!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao hurriedly rushed over. When the surrounding dense fog gradually thinned, he discovered five huge blocks of ice irregularly placed in the distant clearing—Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others were frozen inside!
“Crack-crack-crack!”
“Crack-crack-crack!”
Perhaps sensing that the demonic qi had weakened, the ice blocks rapidly shattered. The five were able to break free from within, then lay on the ground breathing urgently.
“Blech!”
Lu Qianqian half-crouched on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her full head of white hair rapidly returned to normal, her face pale to the extreme, then she could no longer support herself and fell unconscious to the ground.
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