Chapter 268: Continuing the Voyage

"Fellow Daoist Zhang he..."

Ye Yuemiao's words were only half spoken when Xiao Zhengxing's eyes revealed sorrow, and his hands clenched into fists with a 'clack' sound as he said:

"Zhang Nuo has fallen into the vortex!"

With her own conjecture confirmed, Ye Yuemiao felt a strange sensation in her heart for some reason; the time she had known Zhang Nuo was very short, yet that young man with the honest and loyal appearance was deeply imprinted in the depths of her mind.

"Old monster! I will make you be buried with Zhang Nuo!"

Nanxuan Laozu put on an appearance of being devastated, continuously striking out with the magic plate in his hand, and streaks of brilliance flashed, all hitting the great hall. The already dilapidated great hall could not withstand his attack, and with a loud 'boom', it collapsed by more than half!

In order to cover his tracks, Nanxuan Laozu deliberately destroyed the great hall to conceal the fact that he had framed Zhang Nuo to save his own life. Influenced by this old fox, the other three also attacked simultaneously. For a time, brilliance flashed incessantly around the great hall, and various booming sounds were endless.

In just a few breaths, the great hall was completely destroyed. Strangely, no matter how the four of them attacked from the outside, the white bone skeleton did not leave the great hall by even half a step! It was not until the great hall completely collapsed that the white bones also disappeared. The Magic Qi Vortex that had been on the floor of the great hall before also stopped, no one knew when, leaving only a patch of eerie Magic Qi in its place.

Golden light flickered in Ye Yuemiao's beautiful eyes as she glanced at the ruins; a moment later, she shook her head helplessly.

"There is nothing left here!"

Hearing this, Nanxuan Laozu was stunned. Where had the white bone skeleton gone? How could even it have disappeared?

"The dead cannot return to life! Let us return to the flying boat first!"

The pile of rubble in front of them had no value, and there was no possibility of survival for Zhang Nuo after being sucked into the Magic Qi Vortex. As for the white bone skeleton, even if they found it, what could they do? The four of them combined probably couldn't even harm it in the slightest!

The four of them took one last look at the ruins, then, with expressions of sorrow, flew away along the path they had come. Since the destruction of the great hall, the surrounding dense fog had been gradually dissipating. By the time Nanxuan Laozu and the others returned to the flying boat, the fog had become very thin, and their Divine Sense could be completely unobstructed by it.

When Nanxuan Laozu and the three others stood on the deck of the flying boat, Zhuge An ran over quickly. Seeing that the expressions of these three were wrong, he glanced toward the back. His heart sank instantly! Leng Xinghun and Zhang Nuo were missing, and a bad premonition shrouded his heart.

"Where are Zhang Nuo and Leng Xinghun?"

Xiao Zhengxing silently lowered his head, and Zhuo Zhiyan also kept her red lips tightly shut, making no sound. Judging from the expressions of these two, Zhuge An became even more certain of his thoughts.

He did not care much about whether Leng Xinghun lived or died, but Zhang Nuo was the apple of his eye. If something were to happen to this son-in-law of his who possessed heaven-defying talent, Zhuge Qing would surely be heartbroken to death!

"Zhang Nuo and Leng Xinghun have fallen!"

As soon as Nanxuan Laozu's flat words left his mouth, Zhuge An felt as if he had been struck by lightning; his body swayed a few times, and he sat down on the deck with a thud. He feared what would happen, and it had indeed happened; everything had been guessed correctly by him!

At this moment, several disciples ran over and helped Zhuge An up. With vacant eyes, as if he had lost his soul, the old man woodenly shook off the disciples supporting him and walked toward the interior of the flying boat alone.

It was impossible to describe Zhuge An's mood at this moment. He had hoped so much that Zhang Nuo could return to the flying boat safely; Zhang Nuo was not only his son-in-law, but also the future hope of the Nanxuan Sect! Yet, such a person who carried great weight in his heart had fallen on the way to find the Xianhuan Continent!

"Big Brother! I want to kill him to avenge you!"

On the Ye Family's giant ship, the man with green whiskers let out a long roar, and at the same time, his escape light surged, and he wanted to fly out.

"Come back! With our cultivation, going there would be a narrow escape from death; do you think you can avenge Elder Zhu?"

Ye Yuemiao gave a light shout, and the man with green whiskers immediately calmed down. Tears rolled in his eyes, and his sturdy body twitched uncontrollably.

On the two giant ships, all the cultivators were immersed in an atmosphere of grief and indignation. After a long time, Nanxuan Laozu slowly said toward the direction of the Ye Family's giant ship:

"Now that the fog has dispersed, I will take my leave first. We shall meet on the Xianhuan Continent!"

After speaking, Nanxuan Laozu moved his Divine Sense, and the flying boat rose into the air. Wrapped in spiritual light, it turned into a white streak and flew toward the horizon!

Ye Yuemiao watched Nanxuan Laozu and the others fly away for a long time before she finally calmed down. Recalling everything that had happened in the great hall earlier, the young girl couldn't help but feel a bit surprised!

At that time, when Zhang Nuo was trapped alone in the center of the Magic Qi Vortex, although he was unable to break out, he shouldn't have been sucked in. Why did Zhang Nuo fall as soon as Nanxuan Laozu and the others came out?

Furthermore, the various divine abilities Zhang Nuo had displayed, no matter which one, did not look like those of a cultivator at the Golden Core Initial Stage. That such a figure could fall so easily was something she truly could not accept!

"Young Master, are we leaving too?"

The man with green whiskers wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked slowly to the side of the purple-clad young girl, and said softly.

As if her train of thought had been interrupted, the young girl sighed lightly and said indifferently:

"Let's go! This place is not suitable for staying long; who knows what else might happen?"

Having received permission, the man with green whiskers directed the many disciples to start the giant ship and sail into the boundless Mist Sea. Wrapped in spiritual light, the giant ship rode the wind and waves like an arrow released from a bow, and soon disappeared into this sea area.

Not long after the two giant ships left, a white bone skeleton stood up from the ruins of the great hall. Within its black eye sockets, there was devastation. After a long time, the white bone let out a cold snort and said:

"I didn't expect to capsize in the gutter and actually have the great hall destroyed by this bunch of fellows! But fortunately, I collected two Golden Cores, so it's not a total loss!"

As if talking to himself, the white bone's gaze fell on the location of the previous Magic Qi Vortex, and he pondered for a long time before spitting out a sentence.

"What exactly happened there just now?"

Its skull tilted slightly, as if it were trying hard to recall everything from before, but it still couldn't sort out a clue. It simply stopped thinking about it; after all, the matter was in the past.

The Magic Qi Vortex was connected to a small Mi Hai Vortex; anything sucked into it absolutely had no possibility of survival! As for what it looked like inside, the white bone skeleton didn't know either!

Stretching its hands out flat and then slowly lifting them upward, countless strands of Magic Qi rose into the air between the bone hands. These Magic Qi seemed to contain immense energy, and under the effect of this power, the great hall that had been collapsed by Nanxuan Laozu and the others was being rebuilt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If this scene were seen by others, they would surely be shocked with their mouths wide open! The white bone skeleton's divine ability was incomparably vast; a destroyed great hall was rebuilt in just a few breaths, and it was even more imposing than before!

At this time, the white bone skeleton stood at the top of the great hall, Magic Qi rolling incessantly within its black eye sockets, and the Fo Sheli at its heart was wreathed in blue flames. Slowly lifting a hand, the prayer beads scattered all over the great hall were gathering toward its heart.

There were originally one hundred and eight prayer beads, but when they gathered to one hundred and six, everything suddenly stopped! The white bone was slightly stunned. These prayer beads were refined throughout its life, and only when put together did they count as a complete set of Magic Treasure. How could two be missing suddenly?

It released its Divine Sense rapidly, shrouding the entire great hall within it. A moment later, the white bone let out a roar!

"Who took my two prayer beads!"

The voice lingered in the sky above the great hall for a long time, and the surrounding air was infected by the white bone's anger, becoming restless!

'Snap!'

In a fit of rage, the white bone reached out and threw a punch. Although there was no flesh and blood, only eerie, craggy bones, this punch still caused the void in front of it to tremble!

The prayer bead Magic Treasure was originally a set, and now that two were suddenly missing, its power was greatly reduced! The Magic Treasure the white bone was most proud of in its life could now only exert seven or eight tenths of its power; how could it not be angry!

"Before this old monk sat in meditation and passed away, I left behind this set of Magic Treasure at the cost of my own fall! Whoever took those two prayer beads, if I find out, I will grind them to dust and scatter them, and extract their soul to refine it!"

After venting, the white bone skeleton gradually calmed down. It recalled the scene of the battle in the great hall earlier! Suddenly, an image appeared in its mind.

Leng Xinghun's Corpse Refining had once grabbed two of its prayer beads. Later, the Corpse Refining was smashed by it, but the grabbed prayer beads had never appeared.

Due to the tension of the battle, the white bone hadn't thought much about this matter. Now that it recalled it, perhaps the two prayer beads were still in the hands of the Corpse Refining. Thinking of this, it returned to the interior of the great hall.

Upon careful searching, the two arms of the Corpse Refining had long since disappeared without a trace!

"Could it be..."

The white bone skeleton stood in the center of the great hall, and it suddenly thought of one thing: when Nanxuan Laozu and the others were all attacking the Restriction with all their might, only Zhang Nuo had remained in the hall.

"Could it be that the brat who was sucked into the Magic Qi Vortex took my two prayer beads?"

As soon as this thought arose, the white skeleton flew into a rage; originally, he had used a Dharma Array to connect the floor of the great hall to the Mi Hai Vortex in order to dispose of large monster beast carcasses and as a precaution, but he never expected that today he would be lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet, losing two prayer beads in the process.

He did not know what was beneath the Mi Hai Vortex either, but judging from previous rumors, once someone was sucked into the Mi Hai Vortex, there was simply no possibility of coming back out; thus, his two prayer beads were now buried deep within the vortex.

Inside the empty great hall, roars echoed one after another! The white skeleton was on the verge of a breakdown! One had to know that for a set of Magic Treasures, even if two identical prayer beads were refined to complete the set, the power would be greatly diminished!

Although he had obtained two cultivator Golden Cores this time, he had lost two prayer beads because of it; the loss truly outweighed the gain!

"Once I get out of this place! I must figure out the Mi Hai Vortex! My prayer beads! My prayer beads!"

A low roar emanated from the mouth of the white skeleton, lingering incessantly within the great hall!