Chapter 171

A visible energy wave swept out with the force of a landslide, instantly tearing the energy net that trapped him.

"Crack!"

The eight Ancestor Witch statues, in front of this force, were like paper, shattering one after another.

"This... how is this possible?" The masked man stared in disbelief.

Tang Yun walked toward the masked man step by step, every step feeling like it was stepping on his heart.

The masked man subconsciously took a step back, a flash of panic appearing in his eyes for the first time.

"You... what kind of monster are you?"

Tang Yun didn't answer, just looked at him coldly.

The masked man took a deep breath and violently tore off the mask on his face, revealing a familiar face.

"Senior Brother?!" Seeing this face, Tang Yun was struck by lightning, his brain blank.

In the live stream room, Qin Feng's voice came through telepathy, carrying uncontrollable shock and grief.

"How could it be him? Back then he clearly..."

The voice stopped abruptly, as if it had been pinched off by something.

Tang Yun's senior brother, the once genius disciple—Xiao Yi.

Was standing in front of him right now, madness flashing in his eyes.

"Surprise, Junior Brother?" Xiao Yi laughed wildly and pressed a button in the center of the ancestral hall.

A huge heart-shaped object rose from the ground, radiating eerie red light.

"This is... Heart of the Underworld?" Tang Yun recognized this item, his face turning pale instantly.

The Heart of the Underworld was the core of the Demon Sect headquarters, possessing the power to destroy the world.

"That's right! Now, let's destroy everything together!"

Xiao Yi laughed wildly, the Heart of the Underworld began to beat violently, and the entire space began to twist and collapse.

Tang Yun grabbed a strand of hair from Leng Yue, who was trapped in a cage.

Dragging her out of the collapsing space.

He held the unconscious Leng Yue and gave a thumbs up to the live stream room that was about to go black.

"This little scene can't stump me."

The barrage frantically took screenshots, with the caption "Cloud God hero saves beauty, so cool."

However, Tang Yun's heart was full of bitterness.

He never imagined that the senior brother he thought had died would become like this.

Tang Yun's eyes went black, and when he opened them again, he found himself lying on a soft bed.

"Where... is this?" He rubbed his temples, feeling a splitting headache.

"You're awake?" A crisp voice sounded.

Tang Yun turned his head and saw Leng Yue sitting by the bed, looking at him with concern.

"Are we... back?" Tang Yun looked around and found it was an ordinary hotel room.

"Hmm," Leng Yue nodded, "You've been unconscious for three days."

Three days? Tang Yun felt a shock in his heart and hurriedly opened the live stream software.

In the live stream room, viewers were frantically refreshing the screen:

"Cloud God! You're finally awake!"

"Three days! You scared me to death!"

"What exactly happened? Cloud God, are you okay?"

Tang Yun briefly explained the situation but hid the matter of Xiao Yi.

He didn't want the viewers to worry, and even less did he want anyone to know that his beloved senior brother had fallen into the demonic path.

"Cloud God, the city behind you..." an observant viewer noticed something wrong.

Tang Yun then noticed that through the hotel window, he could see the city outside shrouded in a layer of strange black mist.

He opened the window, and a pungent, fishy smell rushed toward him.

"Holy crap! What is this smell?"

"This mist... looks so scary!"

"Cloud God, watch out!"

Tang Yun's heart sank, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

He reached out and touched the black mist.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

A wave of burning sensation came, Tang Yun hurriedly retracted his hand and found a charred mark on it.

"This mist is corrosive!" Tang Yun said with a solemn expression.

In the live stream room, the viewers were in an uproar:

"Holy crap! What the hell is this?"

"Is the apocalypse here?"

"Cloud God, run!"

Just then, Qin Feng's voice rang in Tang Yun's mind.

"Tang Yun, something happened! This black mist has appeared all over the world, and many people have been infected and turned into monsters!"

"Infected? Monsters?" Tang Yun's heart sank, "What's going on?"

Qin Feng's tone was urgent: "I don't know! I only know that this black mist is radiating from the Demon Sect headquarters, it seems to be the power of the Heart of the Underworld!"

Tang Yun clenched his fists, Xiao Yi, what exactly have you done?

"The only way now is to collect the Four Symbols Spirit Pearls and restart the Chaos Compass to reverse time and space and stop all of this from happening!"

Four Symbols Spirit Pearls? Tang Yun remembered the Azure Dragon Spirit Pearl he had obtained in the secret realm earlier; it seems the other spirit pearls were also scattered all over the world.

"I understand," Tang Yun took a deep breath, "I will find the spirit pearls."

"I'm counting on you, Tang Yun!" Qin Feng's voice was full of helplessness and despair.

Tang Yun hung up the communication and looked at Leng Yue: "We must find the Four Symbols Spirit Pearls."

Leng Yue nodded, a firm light flashing in her eyes: "I'll go with you."

The two left the hotel and stepped into the city shrouded in black mist.

The streets were empty, with only the occasional roar of monsters, making one's hair stand on end.

"Cloud God, watch out!"

"There are monsters ahead!"

Tang Yun and Leng Yue stood back to back, watching their surroundings vigilantly.

Suddenly, a monster covered in black scales rushed out from around the corner, opened its bloodthirsty mouth, and pounced toward Tang Yun.

"Courting death!" Tang Yun snorted coldly and punched out.

"Bang!"

The monster was punched away by Tang Yun, hitting the wall and letting out a shrill scream.

Tang Yun was about to step forward to finish it off, but found that the monster's body began to dissolve rapidly, turning into a pool of black liquid.

"This..." Tang Yun felt a shock in his heart; this monster was actually so fragile?

"Watch out!" Leng Yue suddenly shouted.

Tang Yun turned his head and saw more monsters swarming from all directions, like a tide.

"Looks like we have to finish this quickly." A flash of cold light crossed Tang Yun's eyes.

Tang Yun drew the long sword from his back, the blade flashing with cold light.

He shouted in a low voice, his figure moving through the monster group like a ghost.

Sword light flashed, every strike precisely piercing the monsters' vital points, black liquid spraying, and the air filled with a nauseating fishy smell.

The viewers in the live stream room were dumbfounded, the barrage rolling frantically:

"Holy crap! Cloud God's skills are too awesome!"

"This is simply a human meat grinder!"

"Cloud God, be careful!"

Leng Yue wasn't idle either; the dagger in her hand was like a snake spitting out its tongue, every strike taking the life of a monster.

Her movements were light and agile, like a dancing butterfly, moving freely through the monster group.

"These monsters seem to have no intelligence, just attacking by instinct."

Tang Yun observed the monsters' movement patterns while fighting.