Chapter 986

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Xu Zhangqing did not stop his figure, following the aura all the way, constantly rushing forward.

When his gaze swept over the land below covered in scars, he could not help but sink into thought.

Now in the Tianyuan Realm, Water Spirit Qi is thin, Earth Spirit Qi is turbid, as the saying goes mutual generation and mutual restraint, the remaining Metal, Wood, Fire three types of spirit qi also follow in gradually declining.

If this continues, the Tianyuan Realm will completely become a wasteland.

In the end, except for Mutant Spirit Root cultivators, I fear there will no longer be a place for Five Spiritual Root cultivators to stand.

Wanting to solve this predicament, there are nothing more than two methods.

One, let the Xuan River water stabilize for over a thousand years, even if unable to recover to before the Hundred Dragons Patrol, it can stabilize the remaining Water Spirit Qi, not letting it continue to be lost, barely maintaining the basic cultivation of Water Spiritual Root cultivators.

In this way, as long as Water Spirit Qi is stabilized, Wood Spirit Qi can gradually stabilize.

Two, find the culprit who caused all this miserable state, the Tu Soil God.

If the Tu Soil God is dealt with, the mixed Earth Qi of the Tianyuan Realm can be purified, Earth Spirit Qi restored to purity, the remaining spirit qi naturally follows in improving.

Moreover, Xu Zhangqing also has a bold idea, wanting to send the Tu Soil God into his Personal Space.

First, the Personal Space has its own internal rules, enough to forcibly suppress the Tu Soil God, not letting it run rampant again.

Second, the Tu Soil God controls Earth Origin Power, if able to keep it in the Personal Space, perhaps can use this origin to nourish the space, in this way the layout, spirit soil, spirit plants, spirit qi and other things can all receive a qualitative leap.

While pondering, Xu Zhangqing's figure paused, his Divine Sense locked onto the positions of several Yanguang Sect Disciples.

Not far ahead is an area where mortals and cultivators live mixed together, looking fairly lively.

His figure flashed, appearing before a Stone House.

The people inside, upon perceiving the situation, immediately ran out.

"Who are you?"

"This is the Yanguang Sect garrison, no entry without invitation!"

"Sir, leave quickly!"

These several Yanguang Sect Disciples have weak auras, obviously injured.

It can be seen that the garrison is just an excuse, the real reason is estimated to be healing injuries here.

Xu Zhangqing released pressure, like an invisible Big Mountain, pressing these several people to kneel on the ground, then coldly said: "Where is Zhu Hong?"

These several people were already heavily injured, shaken by this pressure, instantly trembling, not even having the courage to raise their heads, hurriedly kowtowing for mercy: "Senior, spare... spare my life!"

"We... we don't know Elder Zhu's whereabouts!"

"Don't know?"

Xu Zhangqing's tone became even colder: "You just separated not long ago, how could you not know?

Dare to conceal again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The leading Disciple truly could not withstand this terrifying pressure, cold sweat pouring all over, trembling voice said: "Elder Zhu, no, wrong, Zhu Hong after killing Elder Lin, brought his remaining confidants and the sect's treasures, fleeing to the Central Region!

We several have injuries too heavy, couldn't keep up with the group, so he placed us here!"

Xu Zhangqing raised an eyebrow: "Central Region?"

At this time, he remembered.

Back when he and others met Lin Xiaoyan, it was indeed the Central Region.

Therefore, Zhu Hong and others returning there is also understandable.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhangqing's gaze lowered, looking coldly at the Yanguang Sect Disciples before him.

No, accurately speaking, these several people are no longer Yanguang Sect Disciples.

After all, the Yanguang Sect is already gone, and they several are abandoned pawns discarded by Zhu Hong.

Their current identity is nothing but several Loose Cultivators.

"Senior spare my life!"

"Senior, what we should say we have all said!"

"Senior, do you have any other orders?"

Feeling Xu Zhangqing's terrifying pressure, and his cold gaze like looking at dead people.

These several people trembled all over, faces pale as paper, hearts apprehensive beyond measure.

If they had known earlier, better to shamelessly follow behind Zhu Hong and go to the Central Region together.

"Hmph!"

Xu Zhangqing coldly snorted once, then his figure flashed, casting Shrink Ground to Inch, only seen his foot Spiritual Light flashed once, his figure vanished from the spot like teleportation.

"Huu~"

Seeing this, these several people all breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, their expressions froze.

Immediately followed by "pu pu pu" sounds continuously resounding, flesh and blood instantly turned into patches of rotten mud.

Being an accomplice, there could not be a chance to survive.

And on the Left Side, Xu Zhangqing using Shrink Ground to Inch's efficiency, very quickly crossed the border between Dongyu and Central Region, arriving at the No-Management Area.

As the distance to Central Region got closer and closer, the scene before his eyes shocked him greatly.

The miserable state on this side was actually countless times worse than Dongyu.

Demon Wind howled, dark clouds densely covered.

The air was thick with dense demon Qi and the stench of blood.

Corpses littered the ground, most of them human.

Gangs of demons roamed the mountains, forests, and towns—some tearing at corpses, others gnawing on magic tools, their methods unspeakably cruel.

What shocked Xu Zhangqing even more was that Demon Kings could be seen everywhere.

Several auras were only slightly weaker than his own Threefold Spirit Transformation Early Stage.

No surprise there—they should have reached Demon Emperor Level.

Xu Zhangqing's gaze darkened: "The Central Region, how has it come to this?"

"Could it be that the rift between the Demon Realm and the Tianyuan Realm has been broken?"

"It seems Zhu Hong's flight to the Central Region may not be safe after all!"

Revenge was urgent now; he temporarily suppressed his doubts and continued flying toward the Central Region.

At the same time, on Qingmu Peak.

Two figures descended—the arrivals were Great Elder Xuan Yan and Qiong clan chief Qiong.

Upon learning Xu Zhangqing had returned, the two set out at once to discuss countermeasures with him in person, hoping to stabilize the situation in Dongyu.

Lu Chen Yuan may be dead, but the Wu Sheng Chong Mu remained.

After obtaining the Tu Soil Dragon Pearl, its strength was greater than before.

As soon as they landed, Vice Sect Master Mo Qiu Shui stepped forward to greet them: "Great Elder, Qiong clan chief!"

Xuan Yan spoke first: "Xiao Mo, where is Sect Master Xu?"

Mo Qiu Shui gave an awkward smile: "Unfortunately, he went out on business."

Xuan Yan and Qiong exchanged a glance, startled: "Went out?"

They had come as fast as possible, yet still missed him.

Mo Qiu Shui said respectfully: "After the Sect Master returned, he learned Yanguang Sect was in trouble and left with Li Elder; he has not yet returned."

"Yanguang Sect?"

Xuan Yan had never heard of this sect, but matters being what they were, he knew there was no rushing, so he waved his hand: "No matter, we'll wait here."

"The Yunhua Realm remains closed, Dongyu is a group of dragons without a leader, and only Qingmu Sect can uphold the situation—this wait is nothing."

In the past, with Xuan Yan's seniority or Qiong clan chief's status, a single word would have made Xu Zhangqing return at once.

The past is the past, the present is the present.

Times have changed; naturally things cannot be as before.

Both knew clearly that Xu Zhangqing was no longer the Spirit Field farmhand of old.

Not to mention they would no longer put on airs to summon Xu Zhangqing; even if they spoke, their words might not carry such weight.

What's more, Dongyu now could not do without Qingmu Sect, could not do without Xu Zhangqing!