137: Look, my grandson!

The magma, like boiling, furious waves, surged and churned.

In an instant, the scorching magma, like a breached flood, poured out of the volcano, rushing towards the surrounding mountains and forests of Lizhou.

The realm of Hell, which had appeared a hundred years ago, once again descended upon the human world.

A catastrophic disaster was now bearing down.

"wildfire! It's wildfire! The wildfire is back!"

The moment the Wildfire Rift erupted, all the people of Lizhou felt it.

The crimson firelight, illuminating half the sky, activated the fear etched into their bones.

In an instant, the hundreds of large and small mountain villages were plunged into chaos.

Villagers scattered and fled, their heart-wrenching screams rising and falling.

Grandma Zu, smelling the pungent sulfur in the air, turned pale with anxiety.

The observation range of the Gu Insect was limited.

She couldn't see what was happening beneath the red clouds in the sky.

But she knew that the Wildfire Rift had been activated.

She urgently asked the communication Gu, "Commander Ji Yuanqing, is there still no feedback from Shangjing? The Wildfire Rift has already been activated!"

The communication Gu, flying in the air, was silent for a moment.

After a while, Ji Yuanqing's voice came through: "Grandma Zu, don't worry for now. The city defense army has already rushed to various villages to organize the Villagers' evacuation."

"Only organizing evacuation? Is the Federation not planning to support us, are they abandoning Lizhou?"

Grandma Zu's eyes were filled with despair.

Professionals had not failed to defeat wildfire before.

If the Federation dispatched Professionals to support them, everyone could protect their homeland.

But after her plea for help, the Federation showed no intention of support, merely instructing the city defense army to organize an evacuation.

Was this not telling the people of Lizhou to completely abandon their homes?

The strength of the people of Lizhou came from the Ten Thousand Mountains of Lizhou.

If the Ten Thousand Mountains of Lizhou were destroyed, all Lizhou Professionals would become ordinary people.

No, the people of Lizhou would never accept this!

Grandma Zu's eyes sharpened, and she said to the communication Gu, "If the Federation doesn't support us, then we will organize our own forces to resist the wildfire. Even if I turn into a Gu Insect, I will protect Lizhou!"

Grandma Zu's voice carried both tragedy and madness.

A hundred years ago, the people of Lizhou relied on Gu Insect techniques to resist the wildfire.

Countless Witchcraft Poison Masters sacrificed themselves, transforming into Gu Insects impervious to fire and water, using their bodies to block the spreading mountain fires.

Facing disaster again, Grandma Zu intended to start with herself, transforming into a Gu Insect.

"Grandma Zu! I told you not to worry! You let me... tsk!"

In the communication Gu, Ji Yuanqing sounded very troubled, as if holding back words he couldn't speak.

After a long pause, he finally said, "Grandma Zu, this wildfire outbreak is an auspicious sign. I can only tell you this much."

Grandma Zu was stunned and asked, very confused, "Auspicious sign? How can this world-ending catastrophe be called an auspicious sign?"

Ji Yuanqing said, "This is what the Dao Emperor said. We just need to proceed according to plan. You... don't ask any more questions!"

"Dao Emperor!"

Grandma Zu's heart trembled.

She was very familiar with this title.

The Dao Emperor, originally named Zhang Lingxiao, was a legendary Professional.

He was one of the Four Emperors of Kyushu.

At the same time, he was also one of the Five Sages.

The wildfire outbreak a hundred years ago was predicted by him in advance.

He also guided the people of Lizhou to use Gu Insect techniques to fight against it.

Now, he appeared again.

But he said the wildfire outbreak was an auspicious sign?

...Shangjing City.

In the vast council hall, three figures stood.

Si Zhenfeng, one of the Five Sages.

Zhang Lingxiao, the last of the Five Sages.

"Elder Zhang, for the matter of Lizhou, do we really have to stand by and do nothing?"

Si Zhenfeng asked Zhang Lingxiao, who was wearing a purple Daoist robe and had a youthful face with white hair.

"Don't be so anxious."

Zhang Lingxiao stroked his white beard and smiled, "Didn't I say it's a great auspicious sign? Do you know what great auspicious means?"

Si Zhenfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I only know that if Qin Yang has an accident in Lizhou, it will be a great misfortune for our Kyushu."

"That won't happen."

Zhang Lingxiao offered Si Zhenfeng a cigarette.

Si Zhenfeng frowned and said, "Elder Zhang, smoking is prohibited in the council hall."

"This isn't a cigarette, it's Karma."

Zhang Lingxiao shrugged, lit one for himself, and then leisurely exhaled a smoke ring, his youthful face with white hair full of playful expression.

Si Zhenfeng's mouth twitched, thinking that there was a reason why this lord, who was as strong as an Emperor, was ranked last among the Five Sages.

Just then, a Sword Qi mark suddenly appeared out of thin air in the hall.

With a tearing sound, space cracked open, and a white-robed figure stepped out.

It was Lin Xuan, the first of the Four Emperors.

Si Zhenfeng was numb.

This was, after all, the highest hall of Kyushu.

Couldn't he just use the main entrance?

Did he have to tear open the Void Realm?

Si Zhenfeng complained internally, but seeing Lin Xuan, he still cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Greetings, Sword Emperor."

"Saint Si, there's no need for such formality."

Lin Xuan, who had torn through the Void Realm to arrive, merely waved his hand at Saint Si.

Then, he walked directly to Zhang Lingxiao, his gaze sharp, as if it could emit sword light.

Seeing this, Si Zhenfeng frowned and took two steps back.

After the news of trouble in Lizhou arrived, he immediately notified Lin Xuan.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to go to Lizhou to save Qin Yang, Zhang Lingxiao stopped him, refusing to let him go no matter what.

Not only did he not let Lin Xuan go, but he also forbade other experts from going, which directly infuriated Lin Xuan.

Looking at Lin Xuan's posture... if Zhang Lingxiao didn't give a reasonable explanation, he might just tear down Shangjing City.

Facing Lin Xuan's angry glare, Zhang Lingxiao merely smiled faintly, offered a cigarette, and said, "Care for some Karma?"

Crack!

Sword Qi erupted, and the cigarette was shattered into smoke.

Lin Xuan said coldly, "Show me your so-called auspicious sign. If my grandson loses even a single hair, today will be your day of great misfortune."

"You're all very anxious."

Zhang Lingxiao spread his hands, then gently stomped his foot.

Immediately, an profound Eight Trigram Formation appeared on the floor tiles of the council hall.

The Formation began to rotate, emitting rays of brilliant light.

As the light flashed,

Si Zhenfeng's vision instantly changed.

Beneath his feet, a sea of mountains and trees appeared.

Above was a sky with rolling dark clouds and flashing red light.

Looking around, Si Zhenfeng was surprised to find that this was actually the scenery of Lizhou.

Had he been teleported to Lizhou?

At this moment, Lin Xuan snorted coldly, "A spatial projection? Interesting."

Hearing this, Si Zhenfeng suddenly understood.

It turned out this was just a three-dimensional projection; he was still in the council hall.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face, and he pointed in one direction, saying, "Look, my grandson."