Chapter 1464: Are You Talking About Me?

Chapter 1464: Chapter 1464: Are You Talking About Me?

As the fog over the Vast Sea slowly dissipated, it was replaced by the black mist that spread over Wandering Dragon Star.

They seemed to be alive, devouring the fog of the Vast Sea.

After the black mist spread, the water of the Vast Sea rapidly increased, transforming into a surging tide that continuously approached the land of Wandering Dragon Star.

Eventually, its water completely bordered the land, and from then on, the Vast Sea and Wandering Dragon Star were merged as one.

Fu Xi and Shennong exchanged a quick glance, simultaneously letting out a long sigh towards the sky.

Fu Xi scanned everyone, speaking in a deep voice, "The great calamity has finally begun. This is only the first step."

"What do you mean?!" Yang Yan exclaimed almost in surprise upon hearing Fu Xi’s words, "Isn’t the great calamity the invasion of the Demon Emperor and them?"

Fu Xi chuckled lightly and shook his head, explaining, "Of course not. The invasion of the Demon Race is just one part of it. The greatest calamity is actually the reshuffling of this world."

"Reshuffling..." Yang Yan frowned, seemingly pondering something but uncertain.

As for the others, they were all equally puzzled.

"Yes, all Cultivation Planets including Earth, Wandering Dragon Star, and the Demon Race will merge into one, and in this process, the weaker planets will become sacrifices."

Before he finished speaking, the figures of Fu Xi and Shennong began to twist, as if they were about to vanish at any moment.

Yang Yan looked at their illusory figures, his heart sinking involuntarily.

Of course he knew that both Fu Xi and Shennong were actually confined in a small world, and what appeared now was merely a projection of their power.

"Seniors, are you okay?" Yang Yan asked somewhat concerned.

Fu Xi smiled calmly, lightly waving his hand and saying, "It’s fine, this is just a projection, and now the time is up. My brother Shennong and I cannot be here in our true forms for certain reasons."

Besides Yang Yan, everyone was shocked, clicking their tongues unconsciously.

This was just a projection, capable of repelling a Half-Immortal; the power of their true forms must at least be at the True Immortal level.

"These things are not important. Yang Yan, there is another matter you need to know," Fu Xi suddenly said.

"Please tell me, senior," Yang Yan’s eyes flashed seriousness, and his expression was solemn.

"Shennong and I utilized Immortal Power, peered into the workings of the universe, and calculated that Earth will be the next location of the great calamity."

"What?!" Yang Yan was startled, "I’ll return immediately." Not wasting any time, he turned to use the Power of Space to return to the Ancient Abyss Sect.

Fu Xi stopped Yang Yan with his almost invisible hand, saying, "Your ark is destroyed, how will you return? Besides, your power is still somewhat weak; returning may not be of much help."

Yang Yan’s expression dimmed.

The ark was destroyed, and although returning was not impossible, it would be slower.

But Fu Xi was right, even if he returned, his strength was indeed somewhat lacking.

"Do not worry, our visit not only aims to help defuse the crisis of Wandering Dragon Star but also to aid you further," Shennong, who had been silent, suddenly stroked his beard and said slowly.

Hearing this, Yang Yan was pleased, bowing to Shennong and Fu Xi: "Thank you, seniors."

"Hmm! We hope you won’t disappoint our expectations of you." Fu Xi and Shennong looked at Yang Yan, nodding before transforming into points of light that flew towards Yang Yan’s forehead, delving into his sea of consciousness.

Yang Yan didn’t hesitate, closing his eyes, crossing his legs, and forming hand seals, immediately beginning to comprehend.

Blood Slaughter and Lingming, seeing Yang Yan engrossed in comprehension, immediately released their full Spiritual Power, scanning the surroundings to protect him from disturbances.

Just as they released their Spiritual Power, several auras appeared in Blood Slaughter’s perception.

"Heh!" Blood Slaughter’s lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile, and he said fiercely, "Just right, I haven’t killed enough yet!"

He mobilized his entire Spiritual Power, and suddenly, two red spiritual forces appeared from his hands.

Boom!

He stomped his foot, the Void shattered, and his body turned into a phantom, disappearing from the spot.

"Wait..." Lingming tried to reach out to stop him, but it was already too late.

He shook his head, smiling wryly, muttering to himself, "This old guy is so impatient! He’s unchanged after all these years."

Lingming glanced back at Yang Yan, who was meditating, then sat down beside him, saying, "I won’t go; otherwise, who will guard you?"

Several figures moved quickly through the black mist.

"This time, our harvest is truly great!" one person said, "Who would’ve thought we’d capture them; we’ve hit the jackpot."

"Yeah, capturing these people who truly possess Miracle Techniques means half our war is won," another responded excitedly.

"You can’t say that, Wandering Dragon Star still has some cultivators, like one called Blood Slaughter, whose power is formidable," someone argued.

Clearly, after several confrontations, they realized Wandering Dragon Star was not as simple as they thought.

"Are you talking about me?" Suddenly, a voice was beside them.

"Who!"

However, before the person finished speaking, a flash of blood light split him in two, killing him instantly and even severing his soul.

The people in the black mist were startled, just about to split up to search for the assailant when a huge figure appeared above them.

It was a blood-red giant, its colossal form completely enveloping the people in the black mist.

The people in the black mist inwardly cried, "Not good."

They retreated rapidly, trying to escape with all possible speed.

Unfortunately, they had no chance; the giant’s foot had already stepped down.

A single stomp, and the ground was shaken to form a huge pit.

Those people in the black mist died beneath the giant’s foot, not one survived.

Blood Slaughter appeared outside the giant pit, muttering to himself, "What kind of cultivators are the people with Miracle Techniques, why were they captured..."

Lingming remained guarding Yang Yan, his face somewhat anxious.

Because at this moment, sweat was forming on Yang Yan’s forehead, his face pale, even twisting slightly from pain.

But feeling the surging power within Yang Yan, even he didn’t dare make any rash moves.

He feared his mistake might push Yang Yan to the brink of death.

Blood Shadow flickered, and Blood Slaughter appeared next to Lingming.

"Old Blood, you’re back, how are things?" Lingming hurriedly asked upon seeing Blood Slaughter return.

Blood Slaughter nodded, saying, "Hmm, we’ll talk when Yang Yan wakes up. What’s going on with him?"

Clearly, Blood Slaughter had also noticed Yang Yan’s condition by now.

Lingming shook his head, saying somewhat helplessly, "I don’t know either, he became like this after sitting for a while. It seems extremely dangerous, and any mistake could be fatal!"