74: Yunmiao Sect

The second day of the second month, the twelfth year of the lunar calendar.

Dragon Head-Raising Day, highly auspicious!

On a small island in the Thousand Islands Realm.

Along with the emergence of a blackish-yellow vortex, Yu Xuzi's figure immediately appeared on the spot, his face showing a look of anticipation.

"Finally, another Micro Dust star has been lit."

Yu Xuzi raised his left hand, his Divine Sense immersing into the mysterious bronze star compass.

Within an unknown chaotic space.

The void seemed to have texture, filled everywhere with a viscous bronze color that was neither bright nor dark.

The longitude and latitude of time and space lost their meaning here; in the center of this boundless Chaos, a bronze star compass floated quietly.

It seemed as infinitely large as the Universe, yet as tiny as a speck of dust.

The surface of the star compass was divided into five concentric rings, each engraved with ineffable trajectories and prophetic diagrams.

With each ring expanding outward, the number of star-like points of light representing worlds grew frantically at a geometric rate.

Yu Xuzi's Divine Sense shadow appeared here.

Beneath his feet was the exact center of the star compass, the innermost core layer.

Forty-nine thick points of starlight were quietly arranged in a certain order, silent and dark.

Before this, Yu Xuzi had never been clear about what each layer of the Myriad Heavens Star Disk actually represented.

It wasn't until he obtained that "Overview of Cultivation in the Mountains, Seas, and Major Thousand Worlds" and understood the classification of Ranks in the myriad worlds that he finally realized.

The five layers of the Myriad Heavens Star Disk represented the five Ranks of worlds within the myriad heavens and the Universe.

The outermost layer consisted of dense, countless points of starlight, like vast, interwoven star rivers, representing the innumerable Ephemeral Realms.

Moving from the outside in, the points of starlight on each layer became fewer and fewer, representing the Micro Dust Realms, Lesser Thousand Worlds, and Middle Thousand Worlds respectively.

And the forty-nine Major Thousand Worlds at the very core!

Every time a star was lit, he could transmigrate to that world at any time without restriction.

Yu Xuzi's figure disappeared from the center of the star compass and appeared at a certain position on the fourth outer layer.

Beneath his feet were three lit stars, representing the Qingyuan Realm, the Thousand Islands Realm, and the newly lit world respectively.

As for the even further outer Ephemeral Realms, there were actually quite a few stars as fine as dust already lit; many had been lit in an explosive manner during the two years since Yu Xuzi's Breakthrough to the Dao Foundation.

Yu Xuzi had visited many of them, but these worlds were not only very small in area but were also spiritless worlds.

Not only did they lack Heaven And Earth Spiritual Essence and were desolate, but many worlds didn't even have living beings, at most having a few wild beasts and Mortals.

Cultivation Resources were almost non-existent.

Thus, Yu Xuzi completely lost interest in them afterward.

"The third Micro Dust World has finally been lit."

Yu Xuzi looked at the star below with anticipation; with a thought, his physical body in the outside world instantly disappeared from the spot... the Fei Chen Realm.

In the Southern Border of the continent, above the Yun Miao Mountain Range, the originally azure sky was shrouded by a thick layer of blood mist.

That was a sign of a demon invasion.

It was also a canopy dyed by the blood of countless Cultivators and Mortals.

Outside the Yun Miao Sect's Mountain Protecting Grand Formation, over a hundred hideous demons were frantically attacking the tottering Formation.

These demons were each several zhang tall; the smallest were over three zhang, while the two largest reached a massive twenty to thirty zhang, like two moving hills.

"Sect Master! Cracks have appeared in the eastern Formation eye!"

"We're about to lose hold!"

A Qi Refining Disciple came stumbling over, his face covered in bloodstains.

Venerable Yun Miao stood atop the main peak, looking at those terrifying demons outside the mountain gate, his heart filled with desolation.

Although he had an Early Dao Foundation Stage cultivation, he was considered a top expert within this impoverished Fei Chen Realm.

But now that demons from beyond the heavens were invading, the various Sects of the Cultivation World were collapsing one after another, and countless Mortals were being slaughtered; what use was his mere Dao Foundation cultivation?

"Reinforce the Formation; hold out for as long as possible."

Venerable Yun Miao's voice was hoarse, "There are still tens of thousands of Mortals remaining on the mountain. If we retreat, they will surely die."

"If they all die, the Yun Miao Sect's lineage will be severed!"

The Disciples nodded in silence and returned to their respective Formation eye positions.

They all knew that with the Yun Miao Sect's strength, they couldn't possibly block these demons.

But no one fled.

Because everyone was clear that there was nowhere left to go... with the invasion of demons from beyond the heavens, the entire world was about to be finished; where could they escape to?

Gathering together still offered a glimmer of hope!

"Roar—!!!"

Along with a heaven-shaking roar, a demon leader with Rank 2 strength appeared; it resembled a giant ape but had three heads, each bearing a distorted human face.

Its body was covered in pitch-black scales, with foul-smelling mucus constantly seeping from the gaps between the scales.

Its six crimson eyes flickered with bloodthirsty light, and every swipe of its claws left a crack on the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation.

"Bang— Bang— Bang—!!!"

The other demon leader was even more eerie; it resembled a giant python spitting blood-red light, yet it had two pairs of bone wings, and its pitch-black mouth split to its ears, revealing a row of white fangs.

"Two Rank 2 Middle Stage demons, and over a hundred Rank 1 demons..."

Venerable Yun Miao muttered to himself, his eyes full of determination.

He knew he couldn't win.

It wasn't just because of cultivation and numbers, but also because he had already been heavily injured in earlier battles.

Now, the magic power in his Dantian was only less than half.

But, they had no way back.

It was just a pity that tens of thousands of Mortals and twenty to thirty Disciples of the Yun Miao Sect would all lose their lives in the Yellow Springs today.

"Boom!!!"

Another violent impact; the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation shook violently, and the eastern Formation eye finally couldn't hold on, shattering with a bang.

Over a hundred demons swarmed in, lunging toward the tens of thousands of Mortals on the mountain.

"The eastern side is broken! The demons are coming in!"

Piercing cries echoed through the skies.

"Block them!!"

Venerable Yun Miao gritted his teeth and sacrificed a Flying Sword Magical Artifact, flying toward the east.

He watched helplessly as a demon grabbed a child and stuffed them into its mouth to chew, blood streaming down the corners of its mouth.

Other demons used their claws to tear open a woman's chest, pulling out her heart to devour.

That three-headed ape demon leader was even more cruel, stuffing every person it caught into its giant mouths, producing hair-raising chewing sounds.

"You beasts!"

Venerable Yun Miao's eyes nearly split from rage as he charged straight ahead.

But before he could even get close, he was swatted away by that bone-winged python demon, smashing heavily into the mountain wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to get up, only to find that most of the bones in his body were already shattered.

However, he still forced himself to stand, intending to fight to the death.

But just then, a clear and resonant sword hum suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.

"Zheng—"

A purple-gold sword light descended from the heavens, vast and mighty, like the star river of the Nine Heavens pouring down.

Wherever the sword light passed, demons were turned to powder, not even having time to scream.

"There are reinforcements?"

Venerable Yun Miao's eyes widened.

Following that, countless silver points of light appeared in the sky, rapidly condensing into blazing silver flames that fell like flickering heavenly fire.

"Boom— Boom—"

Wherever the flames reached, demons let out piercing screams, turning to ash in an instant.

The two demon leaders roared, wanting to counterattack, but saw that purple-gold sword light turn, instantly piercing through the ape demon's three heads.

"Roar??!"

Seeing this, the other bone-winged python demon tried to flee, but was surrounded by silver flames and burned to charcoal in the blink of an eye.

All of this happened in just a few breaths.

Venerable Yun Miao looked at all this in a daze, unable to believe his eyes.

Those were two demon leaders equivalent to the Mid Dao Foundation Realm, yet they were insta-killed just like that?

When did such a figure appear in the Cultivation World?