Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 244 It's all because of you
The two immediately set off towards the direction of the Supreme Heaven of Separation from Hatred.

As the bronze mirror pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, Li Daosheng felt a sense of unease.

He always felt that everything happened too coincidentally.

An ominous dark red tinged the distant horizon, a color resembling dried blood, spreading a murky hue across the emerald sky.

The closer you get, the clearer it becomes. In the distance, the clouds appear to be in a strange vortex shape, with dark red mist constantly billowing from their center.

The mist writhed as if it were alive, sometimes coalescing into a hideous face, sometimes scattering into countless blood-red threads.

That's the barrier that Yunhe Immortal Island was talking about.
Su Moshi watched from afar, her fingertips gently stroking the edge of the bronze mirror, causing ripples to spread across its surface.

Li Daosheng suddenly noticed that her fingers were trembling slightly—this fairy, who was always as aloof as frost, was now showing some unease.

She was still worried about her sect and what its current situation was.

But the moment the two piloted the bronze mirror into the spiraling blood-red clouds, an unexpected change occurred!
"Be careful."

Su Moshi made a hand seal, and the bronze mirror instantly emitted a bright light, enveloping the two of them.

Almost simultaneously, streaks of blood shot out from the clouds, crashing violently into the divine light emanating from the mirror, producing a sickeningly corrosive sound.

Upon closer inspection, Li Daosheng realized that it wasn't a blood arrow at all, but a torrent of countless tiny red insects frantically gnawing at the mirror surface, making a "crunching" sound.

It's insects again...

How come there are these extremely similar "insects" in every world?
Li Daosheng felt a sense of unease.

"Fairy Su, do you recognize these insects?" he asked.

Su Moshi nodded: "Abyss Worms are strange creatures bred in the place where the Evil Eye is located. They like to feed on all kinds of filth and bloodlust."

As soon as he finished speaking, more arrows of blood shot out from the clouds.

The bronze mirror groaned under the strain, and spiderweb-like cracks began to appear on its surface.

Su Moshi seemed to have anticipated this, his fingertips glowing as he pressed them against the shattered mirror.

The broken mirror suddenly became whole again, bursting out with a dazzling blue light. The abyssal worms all turned into black smoke, which floated in the air and did not disperse.

This scene was extremely eerie; the shadowy figures that these abyssal worms transformed into after their deaths floated eerily, gradually forming a line of distorted text:

"Let us return..."

What do you mean?
The words suddenly exploded, and whispers rose from the mist, like millions of people simultaneously chanting the same name—

“Master Su Mo…”

Insects... the eerie mist formed from dead insects was actually chanting Su Moshi's name?!
Su Moshi's face turned deathly pale, and the blue light in the bronze mirror flickered.

The black mist grew thicker and thicker, gradually condensing into a giant mirror.

A blurry image appeared in the mirror: a woman who looked exactly like Su Moshi was holding a blood-stained longsword and slowly stabbing it into the heart of another Su Moshi!
"This is……"

Li Daosheng looked at the fairy beside him in shock, only to find that a cinnabar-like red mark had appeared on her chest at some point, and blood was slowly seeping out.

wrong!

Li Daosheng suddenly swung his sword, scattering the black mist that had condensed into a mirror.

However, the black mist changed again; this time it was not a mirror, but transformed into a huge eyeball-shaped object.

The eyeballs were entirely black, but the pupils were blood red, constantly oozing thick, black blood.

Even more terrifying, countless translucent threads were wrapped around the eyeballs, each thread connected to a distorted human figure.

Upon closer inspection, each figure appears to be the outline of the same person.

Even Li Daosheng's heart was racing.

This is actually...

Su Moshi's figure?!
Why is everyone a disciple of Su Mo?

The black mist that had condensed into an eyeball suddenly surged again, then shattered with a crash, and countless fragments of mist transformed into blood-red butterflies that pounced on Su Moshi's face.

But just as the two unleashed their power and prepared to fight, all the strange phenomena... vanished without a trace.

Su Moshi's face was pale.

Just now, a few images flashed through her mind. Just a little bit... the image of her dying.

Indeed, another version of myself has appeared.

"Walk."

Su Moshi's voice became much colder.

It's unclear whether it was because she realized that the current situation of Taishang Lihentian was likely directly related to her death.

The two continued forward. She stood in front of the bronze mirror, her plain white Taoist robe fluttering in the strong wind. The jade hairpin that bound her hair emitted a layer of clear light, automatically parting the oncoming clouds. She exuded a strong aura that kept strangers at bay.

Li Daosheng remained silent. Although Su Moshi said nothing, her actions spoke volumes.

She was a little scared, scared that she had ruined the entire sect because of herself.

Who killed her?

As he was pondering this, Li Daosheng clearly felt himself pass through a barrier.

The colorful clouds on the horizon suddenly twisted and turned into countless tiny blood streaks.

Su Moshi suddenly made a hand seal, and the bronze mirror suddenly rose higher, barely avoiding a dark red mist shooting out from the clouds.

We can't afford to waste time getting entangled with these things now.

However, both of them noticed that the closer they got to the Supreme Heaven of Separation, the stronger the evil aura became.

The bronze mirror began to descend, passing through layers of wispy clouds.

Below, a peculiar scene gradually emerged—the peaks of the continuous mountain ranges were as if they had been flattened by a giant blade, forming dozens of neat circular platforms.

Each platform is adorned with pavilions and towers carved from white jade, connected by suspended covered bridges.

The largest platform is located at the very center, upon which sits the majestic main hall complex, its glazed tiles gleaming with a deep blue light in the twilight.

But at this moment, the entire complex was shrouded in a semi-transparent, blood-red film.

Bubbles continuously rise on the surface of the thin film, and each bubble bursts, spraying out a blackish-red mist.

Even more bizarrely, the white jade railings, which should have been lifeless, were covered with earthworm-like red veins that were writhing in a certain rhythm.

"I didn't see anyone..." Su Moshi's voice was a little tense.

at this time!

A fishy wind blew in my face.

Suddenly, a crack appeared directly below the bronze mirror, and dozens of bloody, mangled arms stretched out!

Those arms were covered in fish-scale-like keratin, but an eyeball was open at the tip of their finger!
Li Daosheng swung his sword down, and Su Moshi also activated his magic weapon, forcing back the arms that were hurtling through the air.

Unexpectedly, these arms began to spasm, their palms splitting open to form a mouth, at which point they emitted a piercing scream...

"Master Su Mo!"

"Master Su Mo!"

"It's all your fault..."

"You're the one who ruined us all!"

"Give us back our lives!"

……

Terrifying howls filled the air, and even the highly skilled Su Moshi suddenly turned deathly pale.

Because she saw it...

Li Daosheng also saw it.

These arms extended from a crack below, and looking into the depths of the crack, one could see countless corpses dressed in the robes of the Supreme Lord of Separation and Hatred. The deaths of each corpse were gruesome, their bodies covered with countless eyeballs.

The disciples of the Supreme Heaven of Separation from Hatred were all actually dead...

(End of this chapter)