399: Chapter 399 The Show Begins

Chen Mu raised his right arm.

The cyan-black Wither and Flourish Death Qi gathered into a ferocious beast.

It plunged savagely into the depths of the earth, following the cracks in the Main Peak.

The Spiritual Vein emitted a groan of unbearable strain.

"Rise."

Chen Mu clenched his five fingers and pulled upward violently.

Rumble.

The entire Main Peak of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect shook violently, and the rock layers collapsed over a large area.

A crystalline Spiritual Vein, thousands of feet long and radiating dense Spiritual Qi, was forcibly ripped from the soil.

The Death Qi coalesced into countless vines, tightly binding this Top-Grade Spiritual Vein.

The flying boat in mid-air lowered a traction Formation.

The Spiritual Vein was crudely dragged into the storage cabin at the bottom of the flying boat.

On the plaza.

The black-robed elder was directing over a hundred Corpse Yin Sect Disciples, moving crates of poisonous herbs and poisonous stones onto the flying boat.

"Hurry up!"

"Knock down the bronze pillars of the main hall and bring them with us too!"

The female Cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were not to be outdone.

They directly summoned their Magical Artifacts, digging up the spiritual soil from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's medicinal garden by the roots and stuffing it into their Storage Pouches.

Everywhere they passed.

The foundation of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was scraped clean.

Not even a single floor tile was left behind.

Chen Mu stood in the center of the ruins.

The cyan-purple vines on his left leg slowly writhed, devouring the last traces of lingering Spiritual Qi from the ground.

The Purple Mansion barrier within his Dantian was completely stabilized.

Ample magical power surged through his Meridians.

The surge in cultivation from such plundering was far more satisfying than bitter seclusion.

The resources the Old Ancestor wanted were all safely secured.

In the distant sky.

A scarlet streak of light tore through the purple-red poisonous miasma and approached at high speed.

Su Mei landed three zhang in front of Chen Mu.

Her hair was disheveled, and her aura was in complete disarray.

Her scarlet gauze dress was torn in several places by the fierce wind.

"My Lord!"

Su Mei knelt on one knee, her chest heaving violently.

"Something happened on the perimeter!"

Chen Mu did not turn around, his right hand resting on the hilt of the black-sheathed long saber.

"Speak."

"The Spirit-Extraction Formation of the Wan Sha Hall has completely lost control."

Su Mei spoke extremely fast, her voice laced with unconcealable terror.

"The thirty-two branch veins surrounding the Blood Lake have all dried up."

"The Mortal cities within a radius of one hundred thousand li..."

She paused, gritting her teeth.

"Have all turned into dead lands."

"No living creature escaped; even the plants and trees have had their vitality drained dry."

Chen Mu drew his long saber by half an inch.

A dark golden blade radiance flickered at the mouth of the scabbard.

That mad dog Ling Yunzhi actually took things to such an extent.

In order to seek the golden essence.

He used the living beings and Spiritual Veins of the entire Blood Lake to fill that bottomless pit.

"Let him be."

Chen Mu pushed the long saber back into its sheath.

"He can extract his Spiritual Veins, and we will take our resources."

"As long as it doesn't touch the Old Ancestor's interests, it has nothing to do with us even if the Southern Border sinks."

Su Mei looked up, hesitating to speak.

The demonic flower deep within her Dantian stirred faintly, repelling a certain terrifying pressure.

"My Lord, this sky... is not right."

Chen Mu looked up.

The originally dark red, thick clouds had stopped churning at this moment.

A suffocating silence pressed savagely upon everyone's Divine Soul.

Rip.

At the highest point of the sky.

A massive crack spanning ten million li was torn open without any warning.

Void Realm turbulence raged wildly at the edges of the crack.

A Blood Moon, so massive it made one's scalp tingle, slowly squeezed out from the edge of the Great Void.

It hung eerily in the center of the crack.

The Blood Moon was not a physical entity.

It was condensed from Evil Qi that was so dense it had almost liquefied.

An eerie blood-colored light poured down.

Dyeing the entire Southern Border land a glaring crimson.

Under the illumination of the blood light, the originally withered and cracked ground began to ooze viscous black blood.

"What is that thing!"

The black-robed elder collapsed to the ground, his staff rolling to the side.

The Disciples on the flying boat knelt down in droves.

Their bones made cracking sounds under the pressure.

They simply could not withstand this terrifying aura that transcended the rules of heaven and earth.

Su Mei was pressed down, lying in a pile of rubble.

She desperately activated the demonic flower to protect her heart meridian, a painful groan escaping her throat.

This is a sign of the convergence of heaven and earth.

golden essence.

Someone is forcibly stealing the authority of the Heavenly Dao to condense a Golden Core!

Chen Mu's legs sank violently.

The bluestone slab beneath his feet was instantly crushed into powder.

With his Middle Stage Purple Mansion cultivation, he didn't even have the qualification to struggle against this pressure.

Boom!

In the direction of the Blood Lake.

A black-red pillar of light, over a hundred li in diameter, erupted violently from the ground.

The pillar of light shot straight into the sky, crashing savagely into that Blood Moon.

The violent Evil Qi condensed into a tangible black storm, sweeping in all directions.

The mountains, rivers, and ruins along the way.

Were instantly turned into dust under the crushing force of the storm.

"So this is the struggle for the Fruit Position..."

Chen Mu gritted his teeth tightly, his spine bent under the pressure.

But he did not kneel.

The cyan-purple vines on his left leg dug frantically into the ground, providing weak support.

This kind of power was a Domain that a Purple Mansion Cultivator could not touch at all.

That mad dog Ling Yunzhi actually made it this far.

Just then.

At the center of his brow.

The cyan lotus flower mark suddenly erupted with brilliant light.

An extremely pure and absolute majestic vitality of the primordial wood.

Poured into Chen Mu's spiritual terrace along the chain of Karma.

The surrounding blood-colored pressure was savagely pushed away by this vitality.

Chen Mu's body felt light, and he instantly regained the ability to move.

"Master!"

Su Mei, borrowing the overflowing vitality, struggled to lift her neck, her face filled with fanaticism.

Gu Changsheng's calm and indifferent voice.

Exploded deep within Chen Mu's spiritual terrace.

"Return to the mountain gate."

"Conceal your aura."

"The show begins."

Just three sentences.

Carrying an absolute will that could not be resisted.

The agitation in Chen Mu's chest instantly subsided.

Since the Old Ancestor had spoken.

This chaotic situation in the Southern Border was all within the Old Ancestor's calculations.

What if Ling Yunzhi seeks the golden essence?

He is merely a slightly larger chess piece on the Old Ancestor's chessboard.

"Board the ship!"

Chen Mu turned around and kicked a stone pillar blocking his way into pieces.

"Activate the highest-level defensive Formation!"

"Withdraw to the old site of the Corpse Yin Sect immediately!"

The black-robed elder scrambled onto the flying boat, frantically loading Top-Grade Spirit Stones into the Formation Plate.

The female Cultivators of the Hehuan Sect supported each other, stumbling into the cabin.

No one dared to take another look at the Blood Moon in the sky.

The bone flying boat erupted with blinding spiritual light.

Before the Evil Qi storm completely swept over, it turned into a stream of light, fleeing rapidly into the distant sky.

On the deck.

The fierce wind whipped Chen Mu's tattered black cloak, making it snap loudly.

He pressed his hands onto the bone railing of the ship's side.

Looking back toward the direction of the Blood Lake.

The black-red pillar of light, a hundred li in diameter, was still frantically channeling the foundation of the Southern Border to the Blood Moon.

At the edges of the pillar of light, space was torn into countless black cracks.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.

With the blessing of the Law bestowed by the Old Ancestor, his perception was elevated to the limit.

A trace of something eerie and cold, not belonging to the Five Elements, faintly seeped from that aura...