295: Let's get rid of it in Chapter 295.

Three cities had fallen.

Those who had been infected by the Blood Nether Miasma were each sealed within their own designated areas.

This reminded Lin Ming of the solution to the Blood Nether Miasma he had just acquired.

If he had not obtained this solution, there would indeed be nothing he could do.

But now that he possessed the method to resolve the Blood Nether Miasma, Lin Ming found that he could not simply ignore these vibrant, living lives.

This realization led Lin Ming to make a quick decision.

"What is the purpose of these demons?"

Han Xu said, his gaze sweeping over the group.

It was not just Elder Mu Shan, Lin Ming, Peak Master Zhao Wuhai, and Han Xu present; besides the four of them, there were other Disciples from the three Sects, such as Mo Wen of the Canghai Sword Pavilion.

However, Mo Wen had maintained a silent posture from beginning to end.

"Perhaps it is merely a show of force, or perhaps they want to obtain something from the Shangji Sect."

Peak Master Zhao Wuhai shook his head.

It was difficult to make a judgment on this matter, as there was too little useful information for them.

Lacking sufficient intelligence, they truly had no way to make a judgment or even a conjecture.

For now, they could only wait.

Wait for the Shangji Sect to respond to this matter.

Given the temperament of the Shangji Sect, this matter certainly would not just be let go; they were the type to slap you directly across the face.

At the same time, Peak Master Zhao Wuhai and the others had thoughts of leaving. With the demons participating and making their stance known, the situation had become increasingly ambiguous.

To the point where, even if the righteous and demonic factions were to go to war the next second, they would not find it strange at all.

Therefore, they felt there was no need to continue staying at the Shangji Sect, and the so-called exchange meeting was likewise no longer necessary to continue.

What surprised Lin Ming was that the Shangji Sect sent over a token, a token that could be used to exchange for spiritual items and other cultivation resources.

This token originated from a promise made by Lin Heng; he had assumed the promise would be canceled due to the changes in the situation.

He had not expected it to be honored.

Lin Ming happened to need something that was in the Shangji Sect's treasury, so he exchanged for it directly.

...

"Sect Master, this matter has already been communicated to the major Sects."

Lin Heng looked toward Sect Master Fu Jue and everyone present, speaking immediately.

The appearance of the Blood Nether Miasma was no small matter; it was necessary to inform other Sects so they could take precautions early.

Moreover, even if they did not say anything, it was only a matter of time before others found out.

"The Sect has already begun searching for the whereabouts of those demons."

A burly man stepped forward and said.

The Shangji Sect would not let these demons go.

However, that Sect Head had not said anything the entire time, merely watching everyone present in silence.

"Those people with the Blood Nether Miasma can only die."

Gao Chi said coldly.

Regarding those who had been invaded by the Blood Nether Miasma, there was nothing left to say.

They could not be saved; there was no way to save them.

Since they could not be saved, it was better to send them on their way early, which would also save them from one less trouble.

Although these people were indeed the commoners of the Shangji Sect, sometimes one had to be decisive; indecisiveness would only bring them more trouble.

"Dispose of them."

His proposal was approved by several others.

For the Shangji Sect, they could no longer create any value and might instead bring trouble, so they should indeed be disposed of.

"Has the purpose of these demons been clarified?"

A woman said in a deep voice.

"I do not know,"

Lin Heng immediately shook his head.

In less than three days, he simply could not find out what the purpose of these demons was.

Furthermore, these demons had never taken the initiative to contact him.

"Continue investigating."

"Bai Cheng, has he been found?"

A long-silent name was brought up once again.

As for this True Monarch of the Other Shore who had been missing for a long time, they could currently only confirm that he was alive; as for anything else, they knew nothing.

"No, but I fear it has a connection to Yuanxu Mountain."

Lin Heng stated his conjecture.

Yuanxu Mountain.

After all, the people Bai Cheng was most likely to have been in contact with initially were those from Yuanxu Mountain, which was also the entity they suspected the most to this day.

"Additionally, Sect Head, the three major Sects have all bid farewell and wish to return to their respective Sects."

Lin Heng said.

He had intended to ask them to stay for a few more days, but they were determined to leave.

"Let them go."

Sect Master Fu Jue said with an indifferent expression.

"If there is nothing else, we shall disperse."

...

Two days later, Pan City.

The figure of Lin Heng appeared above Pan City.

His gaze fell below, falling onto the Blood Nether Miasma, falling onto these commoners and cultivators who were like walking corpses.

A hint of unbearable pity appeared in his eyes.

He did not want to eliminate them all.

But they could not remove the Blood Nether Miasma, and yet they could not leave this hidden danger unattended, so this was the only desperate measure they could take.

Thinking of this, the unbearable pity in Lin Heng's eyes dissipated, replaced by a hint of determination.

Seeing one hand descend, the surrounding Origin Qi surged wildly at this moment.

But the next second, this surging Origin Qi suddenly returned to calm.

This made Lin Heng notice something amiss. He tried to mobilize Origin Qi again but discovered that he was completely unable to do so; the surrounding Origin Qi seemed to have been sealed off.

Subsequently, Lin Heng's gaze looked upward.

He saw layers of dark clouds gathering rapidly.

Before long, these dark clouds covered the entire Pan City.

"Drip..."

Drops of rain fell from the dark clouds, landing into Pan City.

The Blood Nether Miasma dissipated.

As the rain fell, with the collision between the raindrops and the Blood Nether Miasma, the Blood Nether Miasma dissipated step by step.

And Lin Heng clearly noticed this scene.

The Blood Nether Miasma was worn away under these drops of rain.

He suspected whether something was wrong with his eyes.

One had to know that up until now, they had not found a way to break the Blood Nether Miasma, and they were somewhat helpless against it.

Only if a Nirvana Ancestor took action could it be completely destroyed; cultivators above the Bitter Sea level could only manage to disperse it.

However, facts were telling him.

He had not seen wrong; under this unknown rain, the Blood Nether Miasma was being worn away.

It was not just the Blood Nether Miasma on the outside that was being worn away.

These drops of rain dripped onto the bodies of those who had been eroded, and they revealed expressions of pain; subsequently, that blood-colored aura was forced out of their bodies by itself and dissipated in the rain.

And that blood-colored aura was exactly the Blood Nether Miasma.

This rain not only eliminated the external Blood Nether Miasma but was even able to cure the living beings who had been eroded by the Blood Nether Miasma.

Lin Heng was truly shocked by this scene.

"Senior, thank you for your assistance."

After regaining his senses, Lin Heng hurriedly bowed to his surroundings and said.