I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 339 Returning to One's Roots (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Breaking through the encirclement of the demonic tide was not difficult for Jiang Yi.

Her Mirror Heart Flame, Hua Gu's Moon Soul Dew, and Hong Li's Candle Moth Purifying Flame are all highly effective against demons.

After Jiang Yi led the demons through the encirclement of the Cangling Sect, he recalled them and took out the Earthly Fiend Yellow Spring Pearl to activate it with all his might.

The ancient treasure, which once required her life essence to barely activate for three breaths, became easier to activate after she formed a Heavenly Grade Golden Core.

The infusion of true essence immediately allowed her to escape underground, gaining a speed equivalent to about 70% of that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

After leaving the Northern Xuan Continent and entering the sea area, the Earthly Fiend Escape technique became ineffective, but the demons behind did not pursue them any further.

Jiang Yi spread out a large number of self-destructing bee puppets around himself and continued to flee towards the distant sea. He would only be safe once he was completely away from the scarlet sky above him.

The self-destructing bee puppets exploded continuously, and spatial rifts appeared and disappeared unpredictably, making them impossible to avoid.

After Jiang Yi fled three hundred miles overseas, the dark sky suddenly brightened, and the damp and cold feeling vanished in an instant. The sun shone brightly over the sea, which was calm and waveless.

Jiang Yi stood in mid-air, looked back, and spread his divine sense to scan the Northern Xuan Continent from the high sky.

The entire continent had been swallowed by the crimson sky, and the churning demonic energy raged like a sandstorm, blotting out the sun.

In the depths of that boiling darkness, a mountain-like demonic shadow could be vaguely seen writhing, its twisted outline like an ancient evil spirit awakening. Even a fleeting glimpse was enough to send shivers down one's spine.

The earth shattered amidst a deafening roar, mountain ranges collapsed one after another, and once-prosperous cities were swallowed up inch by inch by abyssal fissures.

The roars of the demons merged into a monstrous wave. Several streaks of light, like sparks falling into an inkwell, barely managed to tear a sliver of light before being swallowed up by the surging demonic tide, leaving only a few wisps of smoke drifting away.

Where the sea meets the sky, scarlet and azure form a striking dividing line.

The entire Northern Profound Realm, having detached from this boundary, has had its laws altered, becoming a land abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, and will be utterly swallowed by the demonic tide.

"Master... Mother..."

Jiang Yi murmured, looking towards the northeast, but what could she do?

Jiang Yi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned around, and continued speeding south, circling around the sea.

If Zhao Cangyun can find the teleportation array, he will leave a mark for her. She instructed Zhao Cangyun to only leave a mark and to take the others first.

In this situation, the chances of survival are fleeting, and we cannot afford to wait.

Even with Jiang Yi constantly consuming Yuan Dan and having Hua Gu and Yao Ling take turns leading her on the journey, it still took her a full half day and night to reach the south by sea.

Before she could even set foot on the shore, a deafening explosion erupted, the sound waves crashing against Jiang Yi's protective aura with overwhelming force. The white crane form that Hua Gu had transformed into was also mostly blown away by the shockwave.

Before them, the continent appeared to be torn apart by the hand of a giant god. The entire landmass collapsed with a deafening roar, mountains overturned, and the earth rose and fell like waves, creating towering, turbid waves.

Under the crimson sky, this corner of the southern land was sinking into the sea at a visible speed, the seawater boiling and swirling up countless whirlpools, swallowing up all the remaining fragments of land.

Jiang Yi's pupils shrank sharply. Even if there was a teleportation array, it was definitely gone now.

She could only hope that Zhao Cangyun and the others had escaped safely, but unfortunately, she couldn't be sure where the teleportation array would take them.

The white crane that Hua Gu had transformed into turned its neck and looked at Jiang Yi with concern.

Jiang Yi patted her back and laughed, "It's alright. There are no strong winds on the Boundless Sea now. We can travel on our own. Although the journey is long and may take a year or two, we will definitely be able to find some deserted islands to rest on along the way. With my 'leaf obscuring the view,' I can also avoid being chased by sea monsters."

Fortunately, she had already formed her core and had many demon spirits by her side; otherwise, she would never have been able to cross this boundless sea of ​​suffering.

The strong winds on the boundless sea usually stop for two or three years, with the longest stop lasting for five years.

Merchant ships travel at speeds comparable to Nascent Soul cultivators, following fixed routes, and can reach the easternmost coastal city of the Eastern Continent in about seven months.

Jiang Yi sat on Hua Gu's back and took one last look at the northeast direction.

"Master, I'll go to the Tai Xuan Sect in the Eastern Continent first and wait for you."

The sea breeze howled, and Jiang Yi's robes fluttered in the wind. She glanced back at the crimson sky receding into the distance, then looked firmly eastward.

"Let's go, Miss Hua, let's go to Dongzhou."

With a long cry, the clear and melodious crane's call pierced the clouds, leaving a silvery trail in the morning sun as it flapped its wings and flew away towards the Eastern Continent.

……

Xuanying Sword Sect.

Within the perpetually frozen barrier, the back mountain has now become the last isolated island in the world.

A giant ice crystal sword, thousands of feet long, pierced the sky from the mountain peak, its hilt sinking into the rolling demonic clouds, its blade deeply embedded in the frozen earth.

The translucent sword body reflected the shattered light of the sky, turning the surrounding area ten miles into a deep blue. This was the pillar of heaven formed by Jiang Yurong with her lifelong sword intent and natal sword.

The giant sword was surrounded by icy sword energy like a dragon, extending for hundreds of feet.

The mountain-like giant claw that emerged from the demonic tide was instantly frozen into a pale ice sculpture the moment it touched the edge of the sword domain. Then, countless fine sword energies burst forth from the void, shredding the ice sculpture into a sky full of crystal dust.

At the top of the sword hilt, Jiang Yurong's figure was as thin as a snowflake about to dissipate. The silver strands that were once interspersed among her black hair had turned into a full head of frost. Even so, she still stood proudly under the scarlet sky, her gaze disdainful, unyielding to death.

Below, in the dilapidated square, snow covered broken swords and crumbling monuments.

The old man was hunched over, and the sound of his broom scraping across the bluestone slabs was clearly audible. The scarlet light from the demonic energy pierced through the snow and cast a long shadow of him sweeping the snow, making it look like a broken sword stuck in the ground.

Jiang Yurong single-handedly suppressed the seal on the head of Xuanwu, which was placed under the Xuanying Sword Sect.

Once this place is broken, Xuanwu's divine sense, corrupted by demonic energy, might revive. No one knows what will happen then. Every extra moment she holds on might buy those escaping Beixuan a second chance at survival. "Jiang Yurong, aren't you leaving? Are you waiting to die?!"

A familiar curse accompanied by a streak of crimson light struck, and a crack appeared on Jiang Yurong's perpetually icy face as she looked at Danxi, who had suddenly appeared before her.

"So if you're not leaving, are you going to die with me?" Jiang Yurong's voice was cold, but the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up.

Danxi gritted her teeth in anger, "You're in the mood for jokes at a time like this? Come with me!"

Danxi reached out her hand, and Jiang Yurong stepped back.

"Sister Qing," Jiang Yurong said in a hoarse voice, "please let me go. For over a hundred years, I have been on the front lines fighting against the demonic tide. I have lost my husband and given birth to my daughter, and suffered multiple serious injuries. My nascent soul has long been eroded by demonic energy to the point of being irreparable. My path of cultivation ends here."

For the first time, Jiang Yurong told Danxi the truth: she had been holding on all these years, and one day she would either become a demon or go mad, sooner or later.

Hearing Jiang Yurong call her "Sister Qing" again, Danxi's eyes instantly reddened, and she turned her head away to suppress her tears.

"What do you mean it ends here? Jiang Yurong, this doesn't sound like something you would say. How do you know it can't be repaired if you don't try? Come with me, we'll go to Dongzhou and find a solution."

Jiang Yurong shook off Danxi's outstretched hand.

Danxi was shocked, "Jiang Yurong, you!"

Jiang Yurong's attitude was firm, "I won't leave. I'd rather die fighting the demonic tide than become a demon and harm innocent people in the future. You go, Sister Qing. If you have the energy, please look after Yaoyao and the others for me. As for Yi'er, she's your disciple now..."

At this moment, the old man who had been sweeping downstairs suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yurong and pointed. Caught off guard, Jiang Yurong's eyes widened for a moment before she fainted.

Danxi stepped forward and caught the person, looking at the old man in surprise.

The old man, rubbing his aching back, said impatiently, "Why waste your breath arguing with this stubborn fool? Aren't you tired? Come on, let's go."

In Danxi's memory, this old man had always been sweeping the floors of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect, from when she and Jiang Yurong were in the Qi Refining stage all the way up to their current Nascent Soul stage.

At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the scarlet demonic clouds surged like boiling water. A demonic claw that blotted out the sun and was accompanied by overwhelming demonic power slammed down!

The frost barrier crumbled inch by inch, and the Xuanbing Greatsword let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain. Cracks spread across its blade like a spider web, as if it would be completely shattered at any moment.

"Ugh……"

With a soft sigh, the hunched old man still held the broom, slowly raised his withered hand, and with his fingers like a sword, made a light, sweeping stroke.

Zheng!
A sword aura appeared out of nowhere, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, tearing apart the scarlet sky in an instant!
The space seemed to be cleaved open by this sword strike, the dark cracks opening like a giant maw, swallowing the attacking demonic claws whole.

The gale suddenly subsided, and the world fell silent.

The old man withdrew his hand, lightly tapped the ground with the broom, and coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood.

He looked at the bloodstains on his palm and suddenly laughed, “My lifespan has come to an end. Mortals always say that they want to return to their roots when they fall into the earth. Now I finally understand why.”

He looked up at Jiang Yurong, who was unconscious in Danxi's arms, his gaze cloudy but gentle. "Take her away. She may not be a good mother, but she is a good person. You all should live well."

Danxi's eyes welled up with tears, and she bowed solemnly to the old man, "I will never forget your great kindness, senior!"

The old man waved his hand, and the wind and snow began to rise. His back was hunched, but it was like a rusty but unbroken sword, silently piercing into his homeland.

Danxi carried Jiang Yurong on her back, and a crimson light shot into the sky, tearing through the demonic clouds.

Behind them, the mountains of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect collapsed amidst a roar, but a sword intent remained, firmly suppressing the last seal on the Northern Xuan land.

The sky was blood-red, demonic clouds surged, and the entire Northern Xuan Continent teetered on the brink of collapse.

Danxi carried the unconscious Jiang Yurong on her back and sped through the air. But no matter which way she turned, a dark, all-encompassing demonic shadow would always appear in front of her. The pitch-black demonic energy surged like a tide, as if some indescribable, terrifying thing was watching her from the darkness, determined to leave them forever in this shattered world.

"Damn it!"

Danxi gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath, tightening her grip on her arms.

"Don't worry, Yu Rong, I will definitely help you escape. Otherwise, there will be no one for me to bully in the future, and my life will be meaningless."

Before the words were finished, a huge demonic claw emerged from the demonic clouds, its five fingers menacing, and it slammed down with overwhelming demonic power!

"Your honor!"

Two figures suddenly appeared, one on the left and one on the right, protecting Danxi.

Xuan Hui's golden eyes blazed with fire, unleashing the Golden Crow True Fire like a blazing sun breaking through the sky, forcefully burning through the demon's claws.

The woman, formed from the silver scales of the long whip, had flowing silver hair, an expressionless face, and a cold, sharp aura.

"Your Excellency, let's fight our way out together!" Xuan Hui said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Without uttering a word, Yin Lin charged forward and shredded the demonic shadow, tearing a path to survival for Dan Xi.

A flicker of emotion crossed Danxi's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a resolute expression. Crimson flames surged around her, transforming into a roaring fire dragon that circled around the three of them.

"Alright, let's fight our way out!"

The three fought fiercely, each step teetering on the edge of life and death, desperately breaking through the surging demonic tides and speeding toward the unknown distance.

The sky is collapsing, and the earth is sinking.

The spatial rift ultimately isolated the entire continent from the laws of nature...

　The second update will be written later.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)