Chapter 635: The Witch Tribe

Chapter 635: Chapter 635: The Witch Tribe

In the Yang Realm, the sky was filled with rolling clouds of blood, covering the entire world. Blood rain poured down from all directions, filling the air with an ominous red hue. The common folk knelt in fear and prayer, while cultivators gazed at the heavens with solemn faces. Above, a profound sense of desolation pierced everyone's hearts.

As the blood rain fell to the ground, wisps of blood mist began to rise, adding to the terror of the already panicked people.

"What is happening? Why has the world turned so bloody? Blood clouds? Blood rain? Blood mist?"

In the Realm of Longevity, the Daoist Master of the Divine Crow looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowing. Behind him, a few figures in black robes stepped forward.

"Esteemed Elders, is this the sign of a saint's demise recorded in our Longevity Realm's annals?" the Daoist Master of the Divine Crow asked in a deep voice.

"The Grand Thousand Worlds are in constant turmoil. Another saint has fallen!" one of the figures behind him sighed.

The Daoist Master of the Divine Crow nodded, a look of profound solemnity in his eyes.

In the Taishui Heavenly Dynasty, inside the palace of the Crown Prince of the Sky-Splitter, Wang Chen looked at the solemn-faced Crown Prince with confusion.

"Master, what is going on? Blood rain from the sky? Blood mist rising from the earth?" Wang Chen asked.

The Crown Prince of the Sky-Splitter glanced around, a cold smile curling his lips. "Good, good. Another saint has fallen. The heavens and the earth mourn together. Ha ha!"

His eyes were filled with schadenfreude, as if he bore immense hatred towards the saints of the Grand Thousand Worlds.

In the Great Qin Heavenly Dynasty, within the holy land of Xianyang, the imperial court session came to a halt. Ying stepped out of the main hall, looking up at the sky. Behind him followed Li Si and other key officials of the Great Qin.

"Your Majesty, is this the fall of a saint in the Grand Thousand Worlds?" Li Si frowned.

"Indeed, the fall of a saint, the mourning of the heavens and earth!" Ying said solemnly.

"A saint? Aren't saints immortal and indestructible? How can they fall?" Li Si looked surprised.

"Immortal and indestructible? Nothing is truly immortal. Even the heavens have an end. How could saints be any different? Longevity is easy; immortality is hard!" Ying shook his head.

"Longevity is easy; immortality is hard?" Li Si pondered Ying's words.

"Your Majesty, I firmly believe that our Great Qin will achieve both longevity and immortality in the future. Our Great Qin will definitely live forever!" Li Si declared resolutely.

"Our Great Qin will definitely live forever!" the other officials echoed powerfully.

"Hmm!" Ying nodded.

In an unknown valley, a white-robed, white-haired man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. His hands formed a lotus mudra, as if he were in a state of deep meditation. This man was Xuan Yuan, the master of the Creation God Palace and an acquaintance of Zhong Shan.

At the moment the blood rain descended, Xuan Yuan opened his eyes. Looking up at the sky, a sharp light shone in his gaze.

"The Grand Thousand Worlds are in chaos again? A saint has fallen? I hope it does not affect this Lesser Thousand World," Xuan Yuan said calmly. He then closed his eyes once more, resuming his cultivation as if the death of a saint meant nothing to him.

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Many experts looked up at the sky in contemplation. The fall of a saint touched the hearts of everyone in the world, not only in the Grand Thousand Worlds but also in the Lesser Thousand Worlds.

Who had died?

In the Nether Realm, outside the floating Blood Sea, Zhong Shan turned to look at the three black-robed figures who had spoken.

Just as Tian Xiao was about to take over the Five Elements Flag Array, three black-robed figures suddenly appeared before the array.

Each of the three figures leaned on a staff as tall as a person. In the gentle breeze, their clothes revealed skeletal frames beneath.

"Xing Taidou, what do you mean by this? These are your people of Dayan, do you intend to go back on your word?" Tian Xiao's eyes widened as he glared.

Three black-robed figures stood, one at the forefront and two behind. As Tian Xiao shouted, one of the black-robed figures at the back turned to look at him, surrounded by a thick black aura.

"Who are you?" Tian Xiao immediately demanded.

At this moment, Tian Xiao realized that these figures were not Xing Taidou's subordinates.

"Mei~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

One of the black-robed figures at the back suddenly uttered a bizarre incantation, and a dark aura enveloped Tian Xiao.

"Young Master!" Many disciples of the Tian family rushed forward.

"Bang!"

A burst of blue light shot out as Tian Xiao used his celestial staff to disperse the black aura, looking at the black-robed figure in shock.

"Witch, Witch Tribe?" Tian Xiao exclaimed, staring at the three black-robed figures.

"Xing Taidou, you, you have such audacity! How dare you break our pact? How dare you collude with people from the Grand Thousand Worlds?" Tian Xiao glared furiously at Xing Taidou.

Grand Thousand Worlds, Witch Tribe?

Everyone around furrowed their brows upon hearing Tian Xiao's words, all turning their gaze to the three black-robed figures. Were these three from the Grand Thousand Worlds? How did they get in? Was Xing Taidou colluding with forces from the Grand Thousand Worlds?

Before Tian Xiao could finish speaking, one of the black-robed figures suddenly extended an index finger and lightly pointed at Tian Xiao. A ripple emanated from his fingertip.

"Bang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Tian Xiao quickly raised his life staff to shield himself, but the black-robed figure was too powerful. With just one finger, Tian Xiao was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood as his face turned pitch black.

"Young Master!" A group of Tian family members swiftly caught Tian Xiao.

The powerful impact caused those who caught Tian Xiao to also spit blood. Two of them fainted directly from the shock.

Tian Xiao's face was extremely dark, his eyes unfocused. It was clear that in front of this black-robed figure, he had no power to resist and was struggling to stay conscious.

"Tian family disciples, heed my command!" Tian Xiao weakly ordered.

"Young Master!" everyone responded immediately.

"During my unconsciousness, Xiao Wang will lead. Everyone must obey Xiao Wang. Anyone who disobeys will be treated as a traitor to the Tian family!" Tian Xiao said weakly.

"Yes!" The Tian family disciples, though discontented with the outsider Xiao Wang, dared not disobey the young master's order.

After speaking, Tian Xiao closed his eyes and fainted. It was evident that the black-robed figure was incredibly strong. A single finger had knocked Tian Xiao unconscious.

Tian Xiao, a master of the Tian Ji realm, was knocked out with just one finger? The surrounding experts were filled with dread. Were the people of the Grand Thousand Worlds truly this powerful? Witch Tribe? What technique was that? Why did we not understand what happened before Tian Xiao was knocked out?