Longzang

Chapter 939 Spring Flowers in Bloom

The pitch-black vines had completely enveloped the main hall, almost obscuring its original architectural features; only the main entrance remained unchanged. The black aura emanating from the vines had thickened to a black, liquid state, flowing everywhere.

Inside the main hall, all the bookshelves were filled with leaves, each possessing its own hands and feet. The hands were as thin as noodles, and the feet were countless. Rows of bookshelves moved at high speed, constantly connecting and separating, blocking a phantom that was moving so fast it was almost invisible.

At the far end of the hall, Wei Yuan stood, utterly exhausted, before a miniature, detailed reflection of the hall. His eyes were fixed on the reflection, his hands moving swiftly, manipulating the bookshelves within, arranging them into various mazes. However, the hall continued to tremble, the bookshelves occasionally struck with heavy force, shaking violently.

After several heavy blows, large sections of the branches and leaves on the bookshelf would fall off, forcing Wei Yuan to move it to the back and use other bookshelves to fill the gap. However, his spare bookshelves were dwindling, and once they were all used up, the maze would be breached.

Wei Yuan suddenly shouted, "Are you crazy? Aren't you tired? Don't you need to sleep?! It's been months, aren't you bored?"

Originally, the girl Yin Yang wouldn't answer him at all; she would just keep attacking the maze, consuming the power that Wei Yuan had drawn from the heavens.

But this time, she suddenly stopped and spoke, which was rare for her, saying, "It's not boring. Now that you have gathered all your power here, my deployment is just complete. We can begin."

Suddenly, a massive array appeared around the main hall. This array wasn't an ordinary flat surface, but a sphere that completely enveloped the contaminated hall. Then, 360 points of light appeared on the surface of the sphere, each spewing out different colored Dao flames to begin refining the hall.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan in the hall realized the purpose of the great formation and exclaimed, "You actually want to refine me into a pill?! To refine innate spirituality, you... are you the inner demon or am I the inner demon?!"

The girl's lips curled slightly upwards as she said, "Guess."

Wei Yuan's expression shifted several times, then he realized the formation was extremely complete and airtight, offering no possibility of escape. His face instantly darkened, and he said slowly, "You forced me to this. Then let's all perish together!!"

Wei Yuan shot a beam of light from between his eyebrows, which transformed into a small, square array. This array was also nested in layers, a three-dimensional formation. He pointed a finger at the center of the array, and a sharp whistling sound pierced through the obstacles, flying out of the mortal world.

Above the sky, where people live amidst the smoke and fire of the world, there were now more than ten large and small purplish-black spots.

The central city below had also been transformed, now filled with weapon workshops and training grounds. Training grounds, much larger than the islands themselves, had been built on the nearby islands. But that wasn't enough; several floating training grounds had even been constructed in the sea using seaweed. Thousands of cultivators were practicing their breathing exercises in each of these grounds.

Each training ground is different in color and shape, representing different immortal plants. The air is filled with the aura of immortal plants, almost forcibly pouring it into the cultivators to boost their cultivation.

The area of ​​the Fighting Saint Hall is ten times larger than before, and the cross-shaped central main road divides the hall into four main parts.

At this moment, Han Li appeared, leading over a hundred disciples towards the largest purple spot in the sky. A cheer erupted from the city below, and the louder the cheers, the more dazzling the tri-colored light emanating from Han Li's body became.

A hundred cultivators flew into the purple spot and appeared in a decaying little world. The little world was very quiet at this time, with only a few dozen figures standing there. At the very front, a lone person stood, surrounded by the corpses of various strange monsters within a hundred feet around him.

The cultivator turned around; it was Jun Weizhi. He looked at Han Li and said, "You're early."

Han Li glanced at Jun Weizhi's empty left sleeve, his pupils contracted slightly, but his voice remained calm as he said, "You've come at the right time. I've rested enough, so I've come to relieve you."

Jun Weizhi laughed heartily and said, "Your intuition is truly terrifying. Did you know I was almost beaten to death? However, I'll be taking a rather long rest this time."

Han Li nodded and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, this place will not be breached before you've had a good rest."

Jun Weizhi came to Han Li's side and said, "It's really strange that you don't want to run away."

Han Li paused for a moment before saying, "I've thought it through. If I just leave like this, the rest of my life, living alone... will be very boring."

At this moment, the small world began to shake again, and foul-smelling pus began to gush from the collapsed sky and earth. Bubbles were swelling in the sky. Jun Weizhi didn't say anything more, saying, "They're back again. I'm going back to rest." Han Li stopped him, saying, "That Dugu Cangqiong guy is always getting autographs and writing blood oaths, wanting to go to the battlefield. He's even run away from the hospital several times, and I had to catch him each time. Recently, he even tried to cut off his finger to show his resolve; he's been quite a handful. He's afraid of you. When you go back, tell him to behave himself and come back only after he's fully recovered."

Jun Weizhi chuckled, saying, "Severing a finger as a sign of resolve? How could he even think of that? Wouldn't that mean he'd need even more time to recover? This fool is rather endearingly naive. Alright, I understand. I'll make him submit. Wait a minute..."

Jun Weizhi suddenly turned around, his face more solemn than ever before. He stared at a huge, still expanding bulge in the center of the sky and said slowly, "It seems I can't leave. Why don't you go first, Brother Han, and leave a seed for this world?"

Han Li shook his head: "I was merely chosen by Heaven and Earth; in essence, I am still just a mortal. Without me, Heaven and Earth will naturally choose the next seed. I don't really want to leave today; I'll leave another time when I have the chance."

The swollen bubble finally burst, releasing a torrent of swollen water like an overturned ocean. Then, a slender, jet-black monster with numerous long, thin legs appeared in the small world.

Measured by the standards of a small world, this monster is already over a thousand feet tall. With a casual swipe of its slender limbs, it can create a deep rift in the sky!

As soon as it appeared, more than a dozen cultivators around Han Li suddenly collapsed, their bodies swelling with countless blisters that burst instantly, turning into pools of pus!
These cultivators were not strong enough; they perished after only glancing at the monster. Others had their eyes tightly shut, countless tiny blisters appearing around their eyes, and blood mixed with pus flowing from their eyelids.

In the blink of an eye, the monster's mere appearance in this world caused the deaths of more than half of the cultivators brought by Han Li.

Han Li's expression was unusually solemn as he slowly said, "This object already possesses some of the power of heaven and earth; to behold it is like facing the Great Dao directly. Those whose eyes are unharmed, come with me; the rest, leave this realm!"

Jun Weizhi stood side by side with Han Li, sighed softly, and said, "Only today do I understand the true meaning of 'If not me, then who?' We came from nothingness and are returning here, which is not bad."

But Jun Weizhi suddenly chuckled and said, "If only the Creator Immortal Venerable could be a little more diligent..."

Han Li said, "I heard that the Creator Immortal Venerable has made rapid progress in his immortal realm."

Jun Weizhi sighed, "Unfortunately, it's not enough for our current formidable enemy."

Han Li also fell silent.

Just then, Fuyao's voice suddenly rang out from the side: "How about I join?"

Han Li was taken aback and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Fuyao said, "I left, took a look outside, and then came back."

Jun Weizhi raised his eyebrows: "Are you coming back to die?"

Fuyao said, "If this place and you guys are gone, life would be meaningless. We might as well come back and return to nothingness together. But if I return now, will I receive any special treatment?"

Jun Weizhi laughed heartily: "Consider it an uprising!"

"Won't that lead to repercussions later?"

"After winning, settle accounts immediately!"

(End of this chapter)