stjorthotic Chapter 148 The Collapse of Guixu, the Countdown to the Bloody Night of Panlong Mountain
Chapter 148 The Collapse of Guixu, the Countdown to the Bloody Night of Panlong Mountain
Rumble!
The blood-red altar at the bottom of the crater emitted a sickening cracking sound.
The seabed dragon vein, suppressed for thousands of years, began to struggle wildly, like an ancient beast breaking free. Violent spiritual energy surged out from the cracks in the altar, directly crashing into the spatial barrier of the Guixu Secret Realm.
Huge black cracks were torn open in the gray sky.
Spatial turbulence swept in like blades.
The secret realm is about to collapse.
Lu Yuan stood on the edge of the violently shaking crater, looking down at the rapidly collapsing altar below, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"What a grand gesture."
He finally understood the entire scheme of the Sirius Star Region.
The earth veins of Kunlun Dragon Pool are the visible lines, while the seabed dragon veins of the East Sea Ruins are the hidden lines. They have driven countless wedges into the spiritual energy nodes of the Earth. Once the interdimensional teleportation array is fully activated in half a month, these dragon veins, polluted by the array, will instantly backfire, turning the entire Earth into a dead star, and all living beings will become nourishment for the Blood River Sect.
Lu Yuan put the Extreme Flame Dragon Marrow into his storage ring.
He doesn't care about the fate of the Earth.
But these bastards shouldn't have tried to scheme against Lu Yuan. Their actions directly caused Lu Qingxue's cold poison to flare up prematurely, and also triggered so much trouble in Jiangzhou.
This touched a nerve with the Celestial Venerable.
"Since you like Earth's ley lines so much."
Lu Yuan raised his right foot and stomped heavily on the volcano crater that was about to completely collapse beneath his feet.
"Then I'll give you a small gift first."
boom!
The true essence of the Mahayana stage flowed down from the soles of his feet, transforming into a golden pillar of light that slammed directly into the blood-red altar at the bottom of the volcano.
This true energy has no destructive power.
It simply and precisely followed the remaining array patterns on the altar, forcibly reversing the energy transmission channel.
Doesn't the Sirius system want to bleed Earth dry?
Lu Yuan forcefully slapped back this extremely violent destructive energy, which was mixed with the murderous aura of a dragon and spatial turbulence, through the interdimensional array channel they had set up!
It's like suddenly pouring a tube of highly concentrated sulfuric acid into a syringe that's already sucking blood.
In the distant depths of the starry sky.
Sirius Star Region, the ancestral home of the Blood River Sect.
On a towering altar, several elders who were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood, their life tablets shattering on the ground. The sect leader, with his booming voice, let out a furious roar that shook the entire star field.
After doing all this, Lu Yuan didn't even glance at the collapsed secret realm.
He pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed them sharply in the air in front of him.
The pitch-black spatial rift was forcibly torn open.
Behind them, endless seawater poured in through the completely shattered barrier of the secret realm, and the underwater volcano erupted in full force. A terrifying tsunami, hundreds of meters high, surged across the international waters for hundreds of miles around.
Lu Yuan stepped into the void, leaving all destruction and death behind.
time is limited.
His sister is still waiting for him.
......
At the same time.
Jiangzhou, Panlongshan Villa District.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Panlong Mountain, which should have been completely blocked by the Tianjian Bureau's internal network, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
It wasn't that kind of quiet, deathly stillness.
Instead, it's a bizarre state where even the sounds of wind and insects are forcibly erased by some special magnetic field.
The entrance hall on the first floor of the villa.
The tablet screen in Lin Zhen's hand flickered twice before turning completely into static. He frantically pressed the restart button, cold sweat dripping down his chin.
"The signal has been cut off... This can't be!"
Lin Zhen gritted his teeth, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged out.
The Sky Surveillance Bureau's encrypted network uses independent military satellites, so even if Jiangzhou experiences a power outage, the signal cannot be interrupted. Unless... someone within the Sky Surveillance Bureau tampered with the highest-level physical access control.
There's a mole!
"Director Lin."
Ye Qingcheng pushed open the door and walked in.
A few snowflakes clung to her white outfit, and the longsword in her hand pointed diagonally at the ground. There was no blood on the blade, but the sound of the sword rang out with an extremely suppressed killing intent.
Something's not right outside.
Ye Qingcheng walked to the window and glanced at the pitch-black road below.
"The operation of the Nine Heavens Gathering Spirit Array has stalled. Someone is forcibly extracting spiritual energy from the ground, disrupting the foundation of the array."
Lin Zhen's heart sank to the bottom.
Before leaving, Lu Yuan instructed that the formation had been reinforced. It couldn't be broken unless bombarded with a nuclear weapon. The fact that the formation has now stalled from the inside indicates that the enemy isn't launching a direct attack, but rather has found a weakness in the feng shui formation.
"Are they those old remnants of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance? Or assassins from the Shield Corporation?" Lin Zhen drew his sidearm, his voice trembling slightly.
"Neither."
Ye Qingcheng narrowed her eyes.
At the end of her line of sight, at the bend of the winding mountain road, three figures slowly walked up.
These three people weren't dressed in any night-clothes, but rather in matching Taoist robes. Leading the way was a gaunt old man, holding a compass.
With each step he took, the compass needle in his hand would jump violently. And the dark golden array light barrier surrounding the Panlong Mountain villa would dim slightly accordingly.
"People of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect)."
Ye Qingcheng gripped the sword hilt tightly.
The Huaxia Fengshui Xuanmen (Chinese Fengshui Mystic Sect). A secretive force that usually keeps a low profile, but whose foundation is in no way inferior to the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance. They do not practice martial arts, but only Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination) and Fengshui.
"Listen up, you inside!"
The gaunt old man stopped fifty meters away from the villa. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly heard by Lin Zhen and Ye Qingcheng thanks to the influence of his inner energy.
"I am Xu Changqing from the Xuanmen Tianji Pavilion. I have been entrusted by a nobleman in the capital to take the life of the girl in this house."
Xu Changqing fiddled with the compass in his hand.
"This Nine Heavens Gathering Spirit Array is indeed exquisite. It's just a pity that the person who set it up was too arrogant, forcibly draining the earth's veins in Jiangnan. Now the earth's veins are backfiring, and I only need to go with the flow, and this array will collapse on its own."
He raised his head, a sinister glint flashing in his cloudy old eyes.
"Hand her over, or die with her."
Lin Zhen swallowed hard.
He knew who the influential figures in the capital were. The news that Gao Tiancheng of the Bureau of Extraordinary Immortals had become a vegetable must have already reached back. Those radicals, in an attempt to save face, had actually mobilized experts from the Xuanmen sect, hoping to eliminate them completely while Lu Yuan was away.
"What should we do?" Lin Zhen asked Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng did not answer.
She pushed open the door and stepped into the swirling snow.
The cold wind whipped her long hair wildly. She looked at the old man from the Xuanmen sect who thought he had the situation under control, and the words Lu Yuan had left behind before he departed flashed through her mind.
"I don't want to have to deal with that garbage myself when I come back."
Ye Qingcheng slowly raised her longsword, the tip pointing directly at Xu Changqing's throat.
"My master said that anyone who gets even half a step closer to the villa will die."
She took a deep breath, and the newly transformed immortal cultivation essence within her body surged wildly into the longsword through her meridians.
"You charlatans who only know how to read feng shui, have you forgotten whose temple this is now?"
The words fell.
Ye Qingcheng stomped her toes on the ground, transforming into a streak of light as she charged out of the array's protective range, heading straight for the three Xuanmen experts.
Lu Yuan left behind essence to suppress the cold poison.
There are still six and a half hours left.
The bloody night has only just begun.