Chapter 665 - 672: Calling for Backup

Xuan Yan wasn’t faring much better, but his Divine Soul Power was far stronger than Song Wanning’s, so he appeared slightly better.

Mo Yang Immortal Venerable saw this but didn’t rush them. Setting up an array wasn’t something that could be finished in a short time.

They were already trying their hardest.

To create a better opening for the pair, he swung his sword, swiftly annihilating the monsters.

But monsters continued to pour out endlessly from the rift.

They were in a frenzy, as if wanting to swallow them all whole.

Mo Yang Immortal Venerable narrowed his eyes. Considering the curses Song Wanning had uttered earlier, he had a good idea of what was behind the rift.

But the thought still shocked him. After all, once the Heavenly Dao Rules were completely destroyed, everything would be unsustainable.

Merely invading and plundering would be futile.

’It seems they’ve been driven to desperation.’

’In that case, I must be even more on guard against their Heavenly Dao making a desperate, last-ditch move.’

...

More than ten days passed, and even Mo Yang Immortal Venerable was feeling mentally exhausted.

There was no end to the slaughter of the countless monsters.

One by one, the monsters’ corpses were sucked into the storm, turning to ash in an instant.

Meanwhile, Song Wanning and Xuan Yan had also reached their limit.

Finally, just as they were about to collapse, a point in the array before them suddenly flashed with light before quickly fading.

’It’s done!’

Song Wanning was overjoyed, almost moved to tears.

’Heaven knows, for all these days, my head has been throbbing with excruciating pain, as if someone were relentlessly pounding it with a hammer.’

Thankfully, all their efforts had paid off.

"Go!"

She let out a low shout and charged into the spatial storm without hesitation.

Mo Yang Immortal Venerable covered their rear and quickly followed.

They returned to the cave. Xuan Yan, too exhausted to speak, collapsed directly onto the ground.

Song Wanning was in the same state. The mental exhaustion and pain were far worse than any physical suffering.

She found a corner and sat down, gasping for breath. Despite her pale face, a faint smile touched her lips.

They had now succeeded in the first step.

Mo Yang Immortal Venerable sat down as well. In the small cave, no one had the energy to speak.

Some time later, the group set out again to set up another array at the mouth of the storm.

By the time the second array was successfully completed, another month had passed.

Everything was ready. Only the final step remained.

Mo Yang Immortal Venerable briefly went over the precautions, and Song Wanning committed each one to memory.

She and Xuan Yan bid farewell to Mo Yang Immortal Venerable and left the passage.

Upon returning to the tomb, both of them let out a simultaneous sigh of relief.

The pressure from those countless monsters was suffocating.

"Is there anything else you need to take care of? We’re leaving soon. The next time we return, others will be with us!"

Song Wanning asked.

This was the place where Xuan Yan had been trapped for hundreds of thousands of years. Their next return might herald its destruction.

Xuan Yan fell silent for a moment before his figure quickly vanished.

Seeing this, Song Wanning paid him no more mind and instead began to strategize.

’This time, we’ll need top-tier cultivators from several races—specifically, cultivators at the Mahayana Peak.’

’Although my physical body has reached the Mahayana Realm, my cultivation is still far from the Mahayana Peak. I clearly don’t meet the requirement.’

’So, I’ll have to find others.’

’Thinking about it now, there’s only that ancestor from the Ancient Cold Sect...’

’As for the Demon Clan, I’ll have to get Baili Shang to persuade his father to participate.’

’The Demon Race is much simpler. I can just ask the Clan Leader of the Plant Race.’

’I helped them in the past, so they probably won’t refuse.’

’As for the Netherworld, I’m afraid I’ll have to ask the Netherworld King to step forward.’

’I have some connection with all of them, but asking them to pay a price to help transfer the seal... they might not be willing.’

Song Wanning frowned. For now, all she could do was try to persuade them.

’If things go as I expect, once we help break the seal and the Heavenly Dao is restored, it will surely bestow its grace.’

’Everyone who participates should benefit.’

’But this is just my speculation. I don’t know if that will be enough to tempt them.’

Song Wanning suddenly felt how difficult this would be. But she would cross that bridge when she came to it; there was no other choice for now.

A short while later, Xuan Yan returned.

"Let’s go."

He jutted his chin toward the exit and walked directly out of the tomb.

Song Wanning quickly followed. They passed through the entrance tunnel and arrived at the exit once more.

Facing the outside world, Xuan Yan took a deep breath before pushing the door open and stepping out.

Fresh air rushed to meet him. The feeling, both familiar and strange, made him feel as if a lifetime had passed.

As he looked at the vibrant scenery of the outside world, a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

’Soon, very soon, I’ll be able to see those guys again.’

’I hope they won’t be too surprised when the time comes.’

Song Wanning glanced at the spirited Xuan Yan beside her. With a goal in mind, he was now brimming with vitality.

He was no longer the gloomy figure she had first met.

She also hoped that Xuan Yan would one day be able to kill his enemies with his own hands.

"Let’s go. I’ll get you out of here."

Song Wanning had already arranged for him to stay inside her internal world. After all, he was a Demon, and in the outside world, he would be hunted by everyone.

"Alright!"

Xuan Yan nodded, and in the next instant, Song Wanning drew him into her internal world.

’I thought it would be a cramped space, but who knew it would be a vast world?’

’There’s even a Bodhi Tree and a Ghost Cultivator in here.’

Xuan Yan was greatly shaken. ’It seems I’ve underestimated Song Wanning.’

’With this kind of ability, her future is limitless.’

’It seems I must maintain this partnership well. I might even reap some unexpected rewards.’

...

After leaving the tomb, the first thing Song Wanning did was contact Luo Hantian to briefly explain the situation.

Luo Hantian was finally relieved to hear from Song Wanning, but he immediately grew tense again.

The Cultivation World had already been experiencing constant strange phenomena lately, and now Song Wanning was talking about breaking a seal. It was a lot to take in, and he needed time to process it.

Moreover, the ancestor was the cornerstone of the Ancient Cold Sect. If something were to happen to him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But Song Wanning was not an unreasonable person. Since she was so serious, he would relay the message on her behalf.

If the ancestor was interested, he would then act as an intermediary for their communication.

"Alright. If the ancestor isn’t interested, that’s fine. I’ll just find another way."

Song Wanning didn’t want to pressure her Sect. To be honest, even she didn’t know what the consequences would be.

So after they finished, she began contacting the others.

The Clan Leader of the Plant Race received the Sound Transmission Talisman and agreed almost without hesitation.

"Song Dao You, just tell me the time and place. I have said it before: whenever you need me, Song Dao You, I am at your beck and call!"

"I would go through hell and high water and never shrink from death!"

The resolute voice of the Plant Race’s Clan Leader came from the Sound Transmission Talisman. Song Wanning pressed her lips together, a heavy sense of responsibility welling up inside her.