Chapter 1714: The Catastrophe of Poisonous Wounds (Part 1)

This great calamity that threatened the very foundation of the Xuanming Immortal Domain was destined to continue.

Even though Jiang Chengxuan had subdued the first Primordial Rune, the Immortal Domain was still in ruins.

After days of destruction, every part of the domain had suffered severe impacts. Nearly one-fifth of the remaining lands had collapsed into nothingness, forcing countless beings to flee toward safer regions.

The sheer scale of this disaster had turned quantity into quality–massive waves of Xuanming refugees flooded various factions, pouring into immortal cities and kingdoms, causing tremendous inconvenience and unrest.

Countless people were now homeless, shivering in the cold along the great roads, while many wounded lay on the brink of death. Their bodies, yet to grow cold, painted a sorrowful and tragic scene.

Naturally, some immortal sects refused to accept refugees and cultivators from other territories, leading to intense disputes and even open warfare.

Fortunately, Shen Ruyan had led the members of the Loose Cultivator Alliance into the mortal realm, tirelessly mediating conflicts across the various provinces, preventing countless battles before they could erupt.

Under the prestige of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, the immortal sects they visited dared not resist and chose to obey Shen Ruyan’s commands.

Of course, there were still a few sects that lacked foresight. However, after experiencing Shen Ruyan’s thunderous methods, they were left with no choice but to submit with bitter expressions, paying a price for their arrogance.

During this critical time of great catastrophe, the assertive actions of the Loose Cultivator Alliance did not spark much backlash.

After all, they acted in the name of righteousness–for the survival of all beings in the Xuanming Immortal Domain!

“All refugees must be allowed entry into cities. Any sect refusing them shall be punished!”

This was the foundational rule established by the Loose Cultivator Alliance in their mission across the domain.

Furthermore, they did not merely demand generosity from others–they ruled with both kindness and authority, employing clever tactics.

For every city that took in large numbers of refugees, they provided much-needed resources to ease the immediate crisis.

This strategy earned them the respect of most immortal sects. These factions were not ignorant; they understood that making compromises in such dire times was beneficial for all.

Especially with the immense power of the Loose Cultivator Alliance backing the initiative, many sects found it wise to comply.

Thus, under Shen Ruyan’s leadership, while the destruction of the Xuanming Immortal Domain continued, the overall situation gradually stabilized.

At the very least, widespread chaos was avoided, and the rear lines of support for Jiang Chengxuan were meticulously secured.

While the Immortal Domain underwent these changes, Jiang Chengxuan, traveling alone, had finally located another Primordial Rune.

After traversing countless spatial tunnels, he now stood before a vast and eerie swamp.

Unlike the previous battle, where he had fought in a mystical void, this time, what lay before him was a boundless, murky marshland.

The ground was treacherously soft, covered in decaying, ashen sludge. Dust and gray-green poisonous mist filled the air, lingering ominously.

What struck Jiang Chengxuan most profoundly was the overwhelming presence of destruction. It was everywhere, leaving him no room for complacency. His entire body remained on high alert.

The power of a corrupted Primordial Rune was not to be underestimated–his previous battle had already taught him that lesson well.

Without hesitation, Jiang Chengxuan shrouded himself in his Mystic Realm and stepped into this perilous land.

“Sizzle–!”

The moment he entered, his Mystic Realm’s boundary emitted sharp crackling sounds.

A mysterious force of Dao Laws continuously corroded the protective barrier, releasing an ominous poisonous mist that sent shivers down his spine.

This was not mere poison–it was the embodiment of decay itself, gnawing away from all directions.

Jiang Chengxuan could feel his celestial energy surging at a rapid pace, struggling to mend the corroded sections of his protective barrier.

The power of the Primordial Rune was terrifying. Even a casual effect of its corruption was enough to threaten a mid-stage Celestial Immortal.

If this swamp had existed in the Ancient Realm, it would undoubtedly be classified as a forbidden zone. No ordinary cultivator would dare to enter, and even a Heavenly Immortal would face dire peril if they attempted to force their way through.

“So this is the Catastrophe of Poisonous Wounds…”

Jiang Chengxuan murmured to himself, his gaze sweeping across the vile swamp in search of his target.

Poison had always been one of the most fearsome forces in existence, a lethal phenomenon born from nature itself, having claimed countless lives throughout history.

The deeper he ventured into the swamp, the stronger the Dao Laws became, further eroding the boundaries of his Mystic Realm.

At this point, Jiang Chengxuan found himself surrounded by dense, corrosive mist, obscuring his vision of the world.

When he attempted to extend his divine sense outward, he was immediately met with a piercing pain and dizziness!

This eerie Catastrophe of Poisonous Wounds even affected divine souls directly!

“Hum–”

With a flick of his wrist, Jiang Chengxuan summoned the Black and White Treasure Pearl, cleansing himself of the affliction.

Then, he carefully infused his divine sense into the pearl, using it as an extension of his perception to float ahead like an eye in the darkness.

Only now could he properly observe his surroundings.

His expression grew even more solemn.

The sinister nature of this place was no less terrifying than the Catastrophe of Thunder he had previously encountered.

Though its form was different, it was equally capable of killing its victims in silence!

Jiang Chengxuan quickly realized that fighting in this poisonous swamp would severely restrict his abilities.

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Just as he reached this conclusion, a series of violent explosions suddenly erupted around him, shaking the void!