Thousands of miles away, in the middle of the West Sea.

Lu Lingqiu stood on the paper body of "Bai Dafei", looking solemnly at the huge whirlpool directly in front of him.

"Master, how can the sea water here... be black?" Yan Ye beside him asked with some confusion.

Starting half a day ago, when they first flew into this sea area, they discovered that the color of the sea water changed from blue to dark green, and then gradually turned to black.

The endless black sea now makes the sky that should be full of sunshine in the afternoon look extremely dark. Not only that, the huge whirlpool in front of me is even more frightening.

It was a huge cylindrical seaspout, which seemed to be squeezed into a vacuum due to some kind of traction.

From the outside, you can see with the naked eye that in the center of the maelstrom is a strange-looking black reef in the deep sea. And in the sky directly above it, there is actually a star-blue hole!

"That...that's..."

Seeing this scene, Lu Lingqiu was shocked on the spot.

Outside the hole is an endless black hurricane, with thick ink-colored mist constantly pouring in from the outside in.

Although he is not inside the barrier, it is not difficult to feel that if he comes into contact with those space storms, humans with low cultivation levels will undoubtedly be torn into pieces in an instant.

"That's right, Xiaoye. It's a crack in the sky." He replied in a low voice.

"Wha, what?! 'Sky Crack'?" Yan Ye had never heard of such a thing, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused for a moment:

"Is it... a wound in the sky?"

"Um."

Countless memories from ancient times seemed to appear in his mind, but he could not recall them smoothly. Only the familiar dizziness came as scheduled, blocking his desire to continue exploring the past.

"It turns out that the sky will also be injured."

Yan Ye stared blankly at the soul-stirring hole. From the day she was born to now, she had never seen such a heart-stopping sight.

"It's not just the sky." Lu Lingqiu looked a little sad.

"Any behavior that harms foreign objects will eventually leave a mark on this world.

——In any way."

"Owner……"

Sensing his uneasiness, Yan Ye leaned closer to him.

Suddenly, a warm breath enveloped him.

Comfortable, peaceful and reassuring.

That's the scent of millennia, a taste that's unique to her.

"Thank you, Xiaoye. It's okay with me."

Lu Lingqiu took a deep breath. There was a strong yet reserved sweet fragrance in his breath.

He cheered up again and looked into the distance.

Just now, within the scope of his consciousness, several waves of monks' auras have been scanned. These people are approaching here in batches and from all directions.

Four elders from Lingyue Sect and Daxueshan Sect were also among them.

Obviously, the news of Tianye Guanghan Palace's birth is not only known to a few people.

Lu Lingqiu frowned slightly.

Recalling the scene where Fang Hui opened his mouth to his lion, he snorted coldly, and his favorability towards these Lingyue elders dropped by another three points.

"I don't know how Shui Lian is doing over there."

“Master, after this incident is over, it’s time for the ‘Flower God Festival’. Do you want to call Suiren back?”

Yan Ye asked softly in his ear.

"Well, of course. It's a long-awaited exclusive festival for Jinghua Palace, and everyone has to be there."

He parked "Bai Da Fei" at a neutral point not far or near from the whirlpool field, and said while observing.

Not long after, the first wave of light flew from a diagonal direction. Looking at the spiritual pressure emitted from outside, it turned out to be five monks in the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

They were wearing tiger-skin Taoist robes that Lu Lingqiu had never seen before, with their arms exposed, holding various strange magic weapons. What they stepped on were not flying swords, but wooden tiger-shaped flying magic weapons.

Subsequently, six or seven monks wearing bamboo hats also appeared from the right rear direction.

They were eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and broad shoulders, and their physiques were much stronger than ordinary human cultivators. Lu Lingqiu could tell that these people were demon cultivators without using his spiritual sense to detect them.

After half a cup of tea, Fang Hui and others arrived belatedly and stayed in the northwest direction very close to the maelstrom.

In addition, there were several female monks, several strangely dressed people in black clothes and black hats, and a group of disciples in green clothes carrying bamboo baskets, etc., also gathered from all directions.

On the black Dead Sea where there was originally only the roaring sea breeze, within half an hour, more than ten teams of high-level monks appeared!

The strange thing is that each team did not whisper to each other, nor did they look at each other too carefully. Instead, they all focused on the maelstrom in front of them.

At this time, there are still seven days until the birth time of Dongfu recorded in the intelligence - early April.

Generally speaking, births in caves are not necessarily on time, especially in some powerful caves from ancient or even ancient times. It is not surprising even if there is a deviation of more than ten days.

However, at this time——

A faint light suddenly appeared in the star-blue hole!

Hula——

As if being pulled by some kind of suction, the thick black mist rolled towards the maelstrom, instantly completely filling the area that was about to be filled!

The next moment——

But I saw a huge crack cracking downward at an extremely fast speed from the top boundary line of the large whirlpool field.

Before the cultivators could react, they heard a "click", and the storm mixed with black mist surged out in all directions within the originally solid field!

boom--

"This, this is an evil sign!!!"

Fang Hui shouted in the distance and was the first to come to his senses. He wanted to quickly remind those around him to evacuate in the opposite direction, but they were too close to the whirlpool barrier.

They only had time to open the protective light shield, and were swallowed up by the black mist in the blink of an eye.

The next second, a scene appeared that made Lu Lingqiu's pupils shrink.

The black mist disappeared in an instant and spread around them. It was as if they had just been bathed in the black mist. From a distance, there was nothing strange about them.

However, in Lu Lingqiu's high-level spiritual method - "Sky Eye Technique", it is not difficult to find that the original spiritual power on their bodies is being corroded by a new, ink-black thing.

Fang Hui, Grand Master Yuchan, and the two elders of the Snow Mountain Sect were frozen in place like dolls, motionless.

At the same time, the remaining waves of high-level monks were unable to escape the black mist that spread in the blink of an eye. There was even a wisp of thick mist that rushed straight towards Lu Lingqiu.

"Xiaoye, let's go!"

Lu Lingqiu knew that with the flying speed of "Bai Da Fei", there was absolutely no way to avoid such an evil phenomenon.

He quickly waved his sleeves and put it into the spiritual ring, and then he and Yan Ye simultaneously used the heaven-level movement technique in the "Flower God's True Art" - Moving Flower Steps,

The whole body shot up into the sky with a "whoosh", and teleported ten thousand meters above in a flash!

However, a strange scene occurred.

I saw that the thick fog below seemed to turn a corner intelligently, at a speed no less than that of Lu Lingqiu——

Swept in overwhelmingly.

"How is this possible!"

He was a little shocked, but he had no time to think.

The two of them were wrapped in black mist like other monks.

The next breath, Lu Lingqiu's eyes were filled with black.

As if receiving a baptism, a strange feeling of smoothness and comfort spread throughout my body.

——Completely contrary to the pain and suffocation I had previously imagined.

"This...what's going on..."

Like a passing cloud, in just a few breaths, he saw the sky again and saw the surrounding scene.

He immediately used his spiritual consciousness to explore inside and found that there was nothing strange inside his body.

It seems as if nothing happened, and it does give people a feeling of taking a bath.

But when he saw Yan Ye next to him——

My heart suddenly felt cold.

"Xiaoye!"

I saw,

The girl's fox mask has long since disappeared.

Instead,

It's hot red cheeks and black-red pupils.

Her body was crumbling, her waist-length hair was fluttering in the wind, and her beautiful face was full of confusion and emptiness.

The girl seemed to be muttering something to herself. Lu Lingqiu was about to approach,

But she saw that without any warning, she held the "Yara" Chodachi in her hand from the rosary on her wrist!

"Who are you……?"

Under Lu Lingqiu's unbelievable expression, she slowly pulled out the long knife,

the blade of the knife,

Pointed at his master.
Chapter completed!