Chapter 276: 170. When a common man gets angry, blood is shed within five steps; what about when an ordinary person gets angry?
As someone was pondering over the Nine Apertures Martial Demon, Hong Yan, who had used the Purple-Gold Immortal Sword to scare off the Secluded Spring Blood Demon and had thus witnessed its formidable strength firsthand, had just prepared herself for arduous cultivation of the Sword Dao Divine Skills when the Sword Spirit of the Purple-Gold Immortal Sword informed her—the Secluded Spring Blood Demon was dead, and it wanted to return to the High Immortal.
Although this was undoubtedly great news, the red-robed girl who felt somewhat lost after drawing her sword, couldn't help but ask with a dumbfounded expression, "Is that true or false?"
"Would a divine edict issued by a High Immortal be false? It's only mundane beings like you who would dare to question such a thing!" The voice of the Sword Spirit was still child-like, but now, compared to the past, it had acquired an undertone of condescension.
Because the Sword Spirit no longer had any need for the red-robed girl.
If it weren't for the fact that the Purple-Gold Immortal once selected her, the Sword Spirit would never bother with the girl again.
Right now, Hong Yan failed to notice the change in the tone of the Sword Spirit, as the joy came too suddenly. She finally didn't have to fight the Blood Demon anymore!
But very soon, the red-robed girl snapped back to her senses. Realizing the change in the Sword Spirit's tone, she quickly took off the purple-gold long sword from her body.
Then, with great reverence, she held the long sword aloft with both hands.
After all, she was as stubborn as a donkey, but not as foolish as one.
Hum!
The sound of the sword resonating indicated that the Sword Spirit was very pleased with the girl's actions.
It was, after all, the Sword Spirit of an Immortal Sword, inherently superior. Allowing that mortal to hold it for so long had already demonstrated its magnanimity and benevolence!
Then, the Purple-Gold Immortal Sword was about to depart.
Because the Purple-Gold Immortal was summoning it, and it needed to return to the Primordial Heavenly Realm as quickly as possible. Otherwise, according to the rules of the Immortal Court, even as the Spirit of an Immortal Sword, it would face punishment.
However, just at that moment, the entire Jiawu Realm suddenly began to shake violently.
The normally clear sky instantly turned into an endless expanse of blackness, with vast swathes of crimson spreading across the darkness. As the crimson pierced through the pitch-black sky, gigantic figures loomed in and out of sight within the red haze.
"Go down!"
A deafening voice rang out, clearly a rebuke from those giant figures.
However, the Jiawu Realm shook violently again.
And in the instant that this shock appeared, all beings in the Jiawu Realm could feel the realm sharply ascending.
As a result, every being in the Jiawu Realm who understood the thunderous sounds was gradually realizing that the Jiawu Realm wanted to rise, but someone had driven it back down.
Those among the mortals who realized the truth immediately knelt on the ground, bowing and kowtowing incessantly.
They regarded the others as divine celestial beings.
Although the cultivators didn't kneel, they weren't much better off than the mortals. After all, this was beyond the comprehension of the cultivators of the Jiawu Realm; just the sight of those towering figures brought an immense pressure.
Even those with profound cultivation and a century's worth of spiritual cultivation, comparable to an endless lifespan in the Land of the Four Pillars, were now all filled with fear and apprehension.
"What's happening?"
"Why does the Jiawu Realm want to ascend? And why is this ascension being thwarted?"
"If only the Demon Lord hadn't ascended, we could go ask him!" Amidst their panic, some cultivators couldn't help but think of Tan Shuchang.
Although they believed that Tan Shuchang might not know why, what if he did?
After all, this was the man who had almost annihilated the ancestors of all sects, achieving an unparalleled feat in the Demonic Path!
So, it was not inconceivable that he might know the truth behind such an unbelievable event.
"Do you know why this is happening?" Indeed, someone approached Tan Shuchang with this question.
This person was naturally the only little girl who knew Tan Shuchang had returned to the Jiawu Realm.
"I don't know either, but what I can be sure of is that the Jiawu Realm's ascent is about to fail." Such a commotion had naturally startled Tan Shuchang from the Blood Pool.
He looked up at the sky, clearly sensing the chaos between Day and Night within it.
In this chaos, the feeling of the Jiawu Realm's inadequate strength was very intense.
Just as Tan Shuchang said, right after he uttered these words, the entire Jiawu Realm began to experience a noticeable sensation of falling.
Then, something strange happened.
As the Jiawu Realm descended, the name "Jiawu" vanished from the collective consciousness of the beings within this domain!
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"This..."
Tan Shuchang watched the world around him in astonishment because at the moment the name "Jiawu" disappeared, the elemental rules of the world also began to change drastically.
The most apparent change was the rapid decline of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
However, as the spiritual energy decreased, the shackles of longevity that bound the cultivators of this world vanished quietly as well.
This meant that from now on, the cultivators in this world could finally attain eternal life!
That is... eternal life was the end point.
Because not only was the path to the second tribulation of unity blocked, even the route to ascension had been severed by someone.
At that moment, Tan Shuchang felt a wave of sorrow permeating from the heavens and the earth!
This was an indescribable sadness that contained mourning for the beings of this world, for the past ordeals of this earth, and for their inability to control their own life and death...