That day, the surging blood-colored clouds in the sky really looked like red waves hanging upside down in the sky. They surged wave after wave, bringing with them the sound of wind and thunder. Deep within the clouds, lightning flickered indistinctly. It was as vigorous as a dragon, but also as restless as a huge silver snake. It shuttled through the sea of blood, and from time to time, it would poke its head out to look down at the world, baring its ferocious fangs.
The sea of blood surged and the waves surged, approaching the last bit of gap. The waves rolled thousands of feet, and slowly smoothed out the remaining gap of the halo. Under the dark clouds, the huge immortal city looked very much like a dead city. The once bustling city was no longer there, and everywhere was deserted.
At this point, anyone could see that the situation was not quite right. The ordinary people who could leave had already left. Those who couldn't leave, or those who had the heart but were powerless, or those who had great ambitions, wanted to see what would happen here.
Life was like this. When you were young, you would always have dreams, always have lofty aspirations, and look down on the world. You would hope that one day you would stand at the top of the mountain, and then, with slight fatigue and pride, say that life was just like that. However, dreams were dreams. Other than those favored by the heavens who had the right time, place, and luck, most people were destined to be just ants.
A young man with great ambitions would struggle and work hard for half his life. At a certain time, he would suddenly discover or have an epiphany. It turned out that there was actually an invisible wall in front of him that he couldn't climb over no matter what. He looked around, he racked his brains, he thought of all the methods, and then he discovered that this was the only narrow space left for him in this world.
He couldn't go up. There was originally a door on the wall, but it had already been locked by the person behind the wall.
Thus, people who cultivated halfway could not advance or retreat. There was no way forward, and it was even more miserable to retreat. Because you had tasted the sweetness and benefits of cultivation, how could you be willing to return to that lowly and poor world of mortals? Countless people were like desperate ants, trapped there. They had to work like cattle and horses for others, and there was nothing they could do.
The cultivation world was so harsh, so powerful, and so orderly. No one could challenge this rule. Unless you were a heaven-defying genius, a favored son of the heavens. But if you really were such a peerless character, in the long history of the past, everyone who had climbed over the wall would turn around and lock the incomparably heavy door once again.
A young dragon slayer turned into an evil dragon. Most people did not have the ability or the courage to break through their shackles until they suddenly saw a strange change in the sky. It looked like the sky was changing color. Perhaps it would destroy the world, or perhaps it would just break the shackles.
The possibility of this happening was actually very low, but there were people who were looking forward to it. For this reason, they did not hesitate to take the risk of staying in this ever-changing city, waiting for the arrival of the apocalypse.
They were like lowly mice, but also like despicable killers, gnashing their teeth and cursing the people on the mountain, looking forward to the destruction of the world, looking forward to changing their fate.
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No one knew when it started, but most of the Zhenxianmeng cultivators had returned to Mount Celestial Dragon, unwilling to go down the mountain to the Immortal City. The blood waves rolled in the sky, and the Immortal City was also gloomy and miserable. Many people had left, and those who were left under the dim sea of blood, for some reason, gradually began to become more and more like beasts.
But even on Mount Celestial Dragon, the atmosphere became increasingly tense. Several major forces occupied their own territories, confronting each other, but gradually approaching the time when the sea of blood in the sky was completely submerged, the situation on Mount Celestial Dragon underwent a subtle change.
Fuyunji still stood firm and guarded the largest territory, but the other forces, to be exact, the forces of the other Deity Transformation Stage cultivators, began to gradually integrate and join forces.
The people of the Grand Courtyard could go to the territory of the Heavenly Law Hall. The people of the Starry Hall would greet the guards of the Grand Courtyard with a smile when they saw them. The checkpoint of the Heavenly Law Hall was removed from the people of the Grand Courtyard and the Starry Hall.
Everyone laughed and mingled together, like the best of brothers.
Their subordinates were like this, and their leaders were also like this. Without the tacit consent of the higher-ups, this kind of thing could not happen.
This situation was quickly fed back to Fuyunji. When Xue Ying opened the note in her hand, she found that half of it was dyed red with blood. It was a ghastly sight.
Xue Ying silently opened the note and read it once, then touched the bloodstain with her finger and looked to the side. Old Ma was standing not far from her with a frown on his face.
"There are losses?" Xue Ying asked softly.
Old Ma nodded and said, "When this note was delivered, three people died on the way. They were all lines that we buried for a long time."
Lines and shadows were common names in Fuyunji, and they represented the same meaning. A trace of sadness flashed across Xue Ying's face. She then took a deep breath and pulled herself together. Her face looked cold and said, "Are these people planning to ignore everything? They don't want the old rules anymore. "
Old Ma glanced at the woman sitting at the head of the table out of the corner of his eye. There was a strange look in his eyes and he felt that it was strange. Now, the situation had clearly become clear. What was about to happen was a violent storm. However, how could this Hall Master of the Floating Clouds Division, who was used to seeing such a scene, still be in disbelief at this kind of slaughter?
Xue Ying was silent for a while, then stood up and said to Old Ma, "Since they shed all pretense of cordiality first, we must also respond." As she spoke, she walked over and handed Old Ma a piece of paper with a few names written on it. She said, "These people are the people that their Halls planted here. Take some people with you and get rid of them."
Old Ma's body trembled slightly, then he nodded in agreement. However, when his gaze swept over the white paper, his expression changed slightly. After a while, he looked up at Xue Ying in shock.
Xue Ying smiled tiredly and said, "What, you didn't think of this?"
Old Ma was silent for a while, then said, "No wonder you would let me handle such a confidential matter. These people … these spies, they can actually climb to such a high position! "
Xue Ying said indifferently, "There are a few people at the top who actually weren't spies from the beginning. They are the heroes of Fuyunji. They followed me and followed Lord Supreme Tian Lan. After many years of hard work, they established the foundation of Fuyunji."
Old Ma raised his head and looked at her. Xue Ying smiled and walked away with her hands behind her back. Only her voice was still slowly transmitted over, saying, "It's always this kind of story. People are dissatisfied. There will always be people who feel that their contributions are too great. There will always be people who are dissatisfied. There will always be people who can go through thick and thin with us but can't share the riches. This and that, they will be pulled over by others. "
Old Ma suddenly felt an impulse and couldn't help but ask, "Does the Lord Supreme know about this?"
Xue Ying turned around and looked at him with a strange expression.
"Then who do you think gave me this list?"
Old Ma suddenly felt a chill in his heart and couldn't say anything.
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