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Chapter 900 - 745 The Demon Disaster Begins

Chapter 900: Chapter 745 The Demon Disaster Begins

Wanyu Peak, inside Wanyu Great Hall.

The Great Hall was exceptionally tall and majestic. After expanding the space, it was like a giant king’s court, with people standing in the hall as tiny as ants.

At this moment, at the bottom of the Great Hall, there were as many as eighteen high platforms.

On each high platform, there was a Cloud Pattern Jade Throne. Except for the central one, all were occupied by an Immortal Venerable.

Each one of them was several meters tall, their bodies were suffused with Immortal Spirit, with a Dao Wheel suspended behind them, wrapped in misty Immortal Light, emanating the aura of an Immortal Venerate.

In the center of the Great Hall were the Immortal Alliance and over ten thousand God Monarch disciples, standing respectfully.

In the vast Immortal Palace, Immortals sat with Dao Wheels over their heads while God Monarchs stood erect, as if the legends of the Ancient Immortal Court had come to life.

Gathering all the Sects from the Spirit Suppressing Realm and after being enlightened by Wang Zijia, the Zhenling Immortal Alliance finally had some semblance of what an Immortal World Sect should have.

It seemed that everyone was not yet ready to discuss matters and were silently waiting for something.

The next moment, upon the main seat, Golden Light flowed, and Wang Zijia’s form emerged, also becoming several meters tall, slightly taller than the surrounding Immortal Venerates, with bright Golden Light beneath his Dao Wheel.

Immortal Light filled the space, exceptionally sacred!

"Greetings to the Alliance Leader!"

The surrounding Immortal Venerates stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings to the Alliance Leader!"

In the hall, the throng of God Monarch disciples followed suit.

Wang Zijia glanced around at everyone, nodded, and said, "Not bad, quite a presence."

"It’s all thanks to the Alliance Leader’s capable governance that our Spirit Suppressing has achieved this day!" the disciples responded in unison.

Wang Zijia waved his hand and did not say anything further.

Glancing to his left and right, he saw Fifth Brother Li Shenghui’s throne to his left and Head Teacher Ding Haiping to his right.

Wang Zijia subconsciously turned his head towards the right, addressing Head Teacher Ding Haiping, "What’s the deal with this Blood Rain?"

"Not quite sure!" Ding Haiping shook his head and organized the information in his mind before answering:

"Since two months ago when you, Alliance Leader, made your breakthrough, we started to handle the affairs of the Immortal Alliance with all our might."

"About a month and a half ago, some disciples discovered that the Defending Disciples in various places were frequently calling for help, with demons and Fierce Beasts restless in the Wilderness, and small beast tides occurring incessantly."

"In the subsequent month, the situation became more severe, but fortunately, the Star Dragon Vein Formation was nearly complete, making it somewhat manageable."

"Later, Floating Island City discovered that the Lower Realm was similarly affected, with constant Demon Tides in multiple worlds."

"A few days ago, even the few low-level Spiritual Beasts in our Sect started showing tendencies toward madness."

"And then there’s today, when Blood Rain suddenly began to fall, with the potential to pollute everything. We immediately activated the entire Array, including the just about completed Star Constellation Great Formation, to protect all the major cities under our flag."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia involuntarily furrowed his brows.

At this moment, Zheng Zhuo, now an Immortal, the Pavilion Master of the Scripture Pavilion, interjected: "According to the information we’ve gathered these past few days and by summarizing the secret records from various Sects, we suspect that it might be the outbreak of a Demon Tide that happens once every hundred thousand years."

"The only strange thing is, this Blood Rain, there’s never been any record of it."

Wang Zijia’s heart sank, and he couldn’t help but think of the previous scene where a flesh and blood face swallowed a Blood-colored crystal.

The Blood Cicada, that Rule Life, would not just attract some existence to swallow something so simple just by shattering everything of itself.

After all, it said it would leave something for this world!

If this really was because of his actions, then this guy had played a rather big hand, possibly leading to some sort of Apocalyptic Heavenly Disaster!!!

At this thought, Wang Zijia felt some headache.

"Is the Lower Realm also experiencing the same situation?" Wang Zijia asked with a frown.

"Yes, all over a hundred worlds under our Alliance are experiencing Demon Tides to different extents, though the Blood Rain hasn’t started yet."

"..."

Wang Zijia then asked about some other matters, listening to a summary of various situations, his brows knitting even tighter.

Once he had a general understanding of the situation, he didn’t know what exactly was going on or how long it would last, so naturally, he didn’t have any good method to respond.

As a result, this solemn meeting ended with an anticlimactic tone, without reaching any useful resolutions.

All they could do was to instruct disciples to pay close attention to information and to respond following the usual procedures.

After a while, once everything was tentatively settled, Wang Zijia suddenly vanished from his original place.

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East Wilderness, Sanyuan City, inside the City Lord’s Mansion.

The Yu Family had now thoroughly taken over Sanyuan City, with the majority of things under their control.

At this moment, within the City Lord’s Mansion, Yu Guangyun stood at the top level of a tall Tower in the Pavilion, looking up at the sky with deep concern.

The sky was gloomy, a hemispherical Energy Cover enveloped the entire Sanyuan City, and the sporadic Blood Rain continued to fall.

The sky, dark and blood-red due to the Blood Mist and dim lighting, felt oppressively somber.

"How long has it been?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside him.

Yu Guangyun instinctively startled, then swiftly turned around, only to find Wang Zijia had appeared beside him at some unknown time.

"Master?!" First he was stunned, then he quickly paid his respects, "Disciple greets the Master!"

Wang Zijia nodded indifferently, then asked again, "How long has this Blood Rain been falling?"

"About three hours, starting from the initial trickling, with Blood Fog permeating and obscuring the sunlight from the sky, forming a Blood Mist, to the current drizzle."

Amidst his words, Yu Guangyun paused and carefully asked, "Master, has something serious happened?"

Wang Zijia didn’t address Yu Guangyun’s question and continued, "Has there been a Demon Tide outbreak in the East Wilderness recently?"

"Yes, there have been continuous Demon Tides of various sizes in many places, and some subordinate worlds are even more exaggerated. As a result, many are spreading rumors, saying that the Worldwide Demon Disaster that occurs once every hundred thousand years has begun."

"Today, the Blood Rain began to fall again, leading to rampant rumors, and many places are already in a state of panic," Yu Guangyun replied respectfully.

Wang Zijia frowned and after asking for more details, said, "Consolidate our forces, be ready to retreat at any moment."

"Retreat? To where?" Yu Guangyun asked in confusion.

"The Spirit Suppressing Realm. I have made some improvements to the transportation array, and now it can transfer across realms. Of course, that’s the last resort," Wang Zijia instructed.

"I understand what to do!" With respect and caution, Yu Guangyun said, "Master, what exactly is..."

Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "I’m not quite certain myself."

After speaking, he stopped talking and his figure abruptly vanished from the spot.

Leaving Yu Guangyun alone, staring at the sky, lost in thought.

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In the sky above the central Immortal Domain, at the center of a group of Floating Islands on the edge of the Continent of Taiching, Zhu Qi was in her daily cultivation practice within the small floating island of the Floating Island City.

Suddenly, her mind stirred, and she quickly went out to the courtyard.

The next moment, Wang Zijia’s figure appeared out of the void.

"I pay respects to Master!"

Seeing this, Zhu Qi immediately greeted him respectfully.

Wang Zijia did not immediately acknowledge her. Instead, he looked up at the sky.

The central Immortal Domain was markedly different from the East Wilderness and the Spirit Suppressing Realm. Although the sky above was still dark, there was no Blood Rain.

Looking down towards the bottom of the floating islands, the entire sky was filled with countless layered islands, all faintly shimmering with light.

Like the legendary Thirty-three Heavens, they rotated gently above the Divine Land, illuminating it and preventing the land below from being enveloped in darkness.

Since the Continent of Taiching was located at the highest point of the floating islands, there were no islands above, allowing a clear view of dark, blood clouds churning in the sky, yet no drops of blood-colored rain were falling.

No!

It wasn’t that the Blood Rain wasn’t falling, but rather something was whisking it away, preventing it from reaching the Earth of the central Immortal Domain.

In fact, it was still raining in the sky, but it never reached the ground of the central Immortal Domain.

Clearly, the central Immortal Domain was vastly different from the other domains.

"How long has this been going on?" Wang Zijia asked while looking at the sky.

Zhu Qi hesitated for a moment, then said, "The blood clouds appeared halfway through the day, but the changes in all the floating islands started two months ago; they began with just slight tremors, spreading halos of light."

Hearing this, Wang Zijia was internally shocked and interrupted, "Two months ago? Exactly how many days ago?"

Zhu Qi paused, then added, "63 days ago."

’The third day after my breakthrough?’

Wang Zijia was almost certain that the outbreak of this Demon Disaster was caused by the Blood Cicada.

Well, that’s not quite right, not quite precise.

The Demon Disaster had already shown signs of erupting. One could say that the Blood Cicada simply used some method to accelerate the process.

Seeing that Wang Zijia remained silent, Zhu Qi continued from where she left off, "The floating islands trembled slightly, as if preheating, going on for over a month. It wasn’t until half a month ago that all the islands began to revolve around the central island, seeming to be part of some formation or something else."

"I’ve inquired a bit but didn’t get any concrete news. However, there are speculations that the Demon Disaster is about to fully erupt."

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’Damn, it seems this really is a worldwide Demon Disaster!’

’That Blood Cicada, it better not be trying to start some kind of Apocalypse!’

Having almost confirmed that even if this wasn’t caused by the Blood Cicada, it had been triggered by it, Wang Zijia felt a chill in his heart.

He sank his mind into the Sea of Consciousness and brought out the memory materials of the Blood Cicada, beginning to search through them.

However, the Blood Cicada he had searched before was already a castrated version, and furthermore, on the verge of dissolving, hurriedly gathered, lacking complete information.

It’s unlikely such information would be given to a castrated fall guy.

So after searching for a while, Wang Zijia didn’t uncover any problems.

"What about the Taiching Palace? Have there been any messages?" Wang Zijia asked.

Zhu Qi hesitated, then shook her head immediately, "No, perhaps I should try to inquire?"

"Clear it up!" Wang Zijia nodded and was about to leave, then seemed to remember something and paused, saying,

"Right, the transportation array is now capable of inter-realm transfer. If you wish to visit the East Wilderness and the Zhu Family, you may try it yourself."

"Also, if things don’t feel right, you can return to the Spirit Suppressing Realm, which is now unified under my command."

Of course, the latter part was just spoken by Wang Zijia out of habit. If Taiching Palace was gone, the Spirit Suppressing Realm would probably have perished long before.

Zhu Qi paused, then said respectfully, "Disciple understands!"

Wang Zijia nodded and his figure disappeared from the spot.

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