#777 - Advent

Night fell, and within the Black Demon Stronghold's dungeon,

darkness and dampness, the scourge of snakes, insects, rats, and ants, seemed to be standard fare for all prisons. A bloody figure was suspended in mid-air, upper body bare, covered in horrifying wounds.

"Brother Qiu, don't blame us for being ruthless. This is all the Stronghold Master's orders. We have no choice. As long as you reveal the Second Master's hiding place, you won't have to suffer this torment."

Below, the jailers guarding the prison also admired Qiu Gong's willpower. Ordinary people would have been unable to withstand this kind of torture long ago, but this man hadn't uttered a single word.

"No need for words, bring on whatever methods you have," Qiu Gong slightly raised his head, his gaze icy cold beneath his disheveled hair, already resigned to death.

His grandfather, father, and himself had all followed the Qin family. He didn't care about the Black Demon Stronghold at all. Only the Qin family was his home. Now that only a single heir remained of the Qin family, he would naturally protect him with his life.

What a tough nut to crack!

A jailer spat, cursing him for being ungrateful, nodded, and immediately someone brought over a tray with a sharp blade on it.

"Then, I'm sorry!"

The jailer picked up the dagger and waved it, a cruel look flashing across his face. He didn't believe anyone could withstand the pain of slow slicing.

Just as he was about to act, a low shout suddenly came from the doorway: "Courting death—"

"Who!" Everyone was shocked and quickly turned around, only to see a figure in black flash past. Almost simultaneously, all the jailers had their throats crushed, unable to even make a sound as they clutched their necks and fell to the ground, convulsing.

The jailers on the ground watched helplessly as a man in black crossed over them. Not wanting them to suffer any longer, he severed their heart meridians from afar with his powerful inner force.

Qin Changqing flicked his finger, and a pebble shot out, cutting the rope. He caught the falling Qiu Gong and carried him directly on his back.

"Young Master?" Qiu Gong's eyes lit up, but after the surprise, his face was full of anxiety: "Hurry, leave! This is a trap!"

Qin Changqing didn't speak, carrying Qiu Gong on his back, his figure as nimble as a cat, instantly darting out. But as soon as he stepped out of the prison gate, Qin Changqing's expression changed drastically. He retreated violently, grabbing a door panel and holding it up in front of him.

Dudududu—

Dense rain of arrows shot over the moment they retreated, dozens of arrowheads piercing through the door panel, the cold light menacing.

"Come out, you can't escape."

Cui Liang's wild laughter came from outside.

Through the crack in the door, Qin Changqing and Qiu Gong could see the scene outside.

Outside the door, a dense crowd of hundreds of people stood, each with a stern expression, holding bows and crossbows, aiming steadily at them. Several people stood with their hands behind their backs in the crowd, all of them high-level members of the Black Demon Stronghold, with the Stronghold Master Cui Liang in the middle.

Qiu Gong was extremely anxious, struggling to get off Qin Changqing's back: "Young Master, I'll hold them back, you leave quickly!"

Qin Changqing didn't speak, but instead slightly raised his head and looked towards the horizon, muttering: "It can begin!"

"Kill—"

Immediately, countless ferocious monster shadows flew down like dense shooting stars, chasing a white figure in the forefront.

But seeing that the white figure paused slightly, the light suddenly grew brighter, and the speed increased again, quickly widening the distance between them.

This scene illuminated the entire night sky, allowing the people below to see clearly. The people of the Black Demon Stronghold were no exception, and they all looked up, shocked beyond words.

"That white figure… seems to be a person?"

Qiu Gong was also shocked by this sudden scene, forgetting the danger he was in, and opened his mouth wide.

Cui Liang also forgot about the people in the dungeon at this moment, looking up and muttering: "Immortals?"

This scene almost covered the entire Qing Province, and although some places could not see it, they could also feel the shock of it.

Qingyang County, Falling Cloud Sect.

More than a dozen figures darted out from the palaces hidden in the mountains and forests, hovering in mid-air, looking up, and rays of light appeared between their eyebrows.

"What are those things?"

An old man in a green robe asked, looking around in shock.

They were the high-level Xuan Masters of this world, and they could naturally see much more clearly than mortals.

Those monster shadows magnified in their eyes turned out to be ferocious mantis-like monsters, desperately chasing the white figure in the front.

They could not see the white figure in the front clearly no matter what, it was hazy and seemed to be wrapped in moonlight.

These monsters were densely packed, no less than a thousand, constantly rushing down from the clouds, making people's scalps tingle.

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" The old woman next to him, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, said angrily: "This old woman can predict and calculate, how about I calculate for you?"

"All of you shut up!" The middle-aged Xuan Master in the middle turned his head and shouted sternly, his face extremely solemn: "The Tianxuan Realm is about to change!"

He realized it, and the other Xuan Masters naturally realized it too.

This shocking change brought out the people from various sects who were in secluded cultivation, with horrified expressions.

"Where did they come from? Who are they chasing?"

"Where did so many terrifying monsters come from, and who is that white figure? Am I crazy or is this world crazy?"

Tianxing Sea, Star Palace.

A figure swept onto the roof, with green hair and green eyebrows, a burly and strong figure, but in the appearance of an old man, with his hands in his sleeves, looking at the meteor shower far away in the sky, also with a shocked face.

This person is the giant of the Tianxuan Realm, Star Lord Liu Kong.

"The strength of these monsters alone seems to be far above me. Is there another world outside the Tianxuan Realm?"

Liu Kong was shocked.

Just when the entire cultivation world was panicked by this sudden change, there were new changes in the high sky.

All the streamers of light had broken through the clouds and entered the Tianxuan Realm, densely obscuring half of the sky. The various magical power fluctuations emitted from each body gathered together, illuminating the night sky like daytime.

Suddenly, the speed of the white figure in the front suddenly increased, and it slammed into the ground. At the same time, a cloud of blood-colored mist began to spread rapidly around it, covering a radius of a thousand meters in the blink of an eye, and continuing to expand at a terrible speed.

"Buzz—"

The ferocious monster shadows following behind plunged into the blood mist without hesitation.

Boom boom boom—

The earth cracked, and terrible cracks meandered. It was impossible to see what happened inside the blood mist, but the terrifying shouts and strange hissing sounds from inside made people's scalps tingle.

These blood mists seemed to have life, wriggling, and in just half an hour, they submerged the entire Qingyang County, and stopped expanding from then on.

The people who barely escaped looked at the rhythmic blood-colored mist in front of them with lingering fear, swallowing hard.

"What the hell is this?" Someone asked.

"Are the people inside all dead?" Others also retreated again and again.

For mortals, the unknown is often accompanied by disaster and fear.

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