Chapter 1716: Chapter 148 Return_2

Not only her, but Tianyuan Hall’s Vice Hall Master Ying He, Ji Yuan, and others were also almost simultaneously drawn into it.

At the same time, the cultivators who had their attention caught suddenly heard a shocking disturbance behind them!

“Elder Qu!”

Zhao Feng and the others swept their spiritual sense in anger and shock, all of them almost tearing up with fury.

A World Eater slowly emerging from the void faced Elder Qu Shentong’s primordial spirit that had been shattered, its raised nose taking a long sniff, instantly sucking in Qu Shentong’s primordial spirit!

The sky dome was broken, and the rules were incomplete, causing intermittent blood rain to fall.

The faintly visible solemn phantom of Qu Shentong slowly dissipated…

And at that moment.

The anomaly of the Immortal Ascension falling, seemed to have finally triggered something.

A tear suddenly ripped open on the realm membrane directly above the Wanxiang Sect.

A seven-colored light stream, quite similar to the spell cast by Qiu Zhongqiu, suddenly shot out from the tear.

First slicing through the fifth tier perfect World Eater that had absorbed Qu Shentong’s primordial spirit and was trying to retreat into the void.

The seven-colored stream passed through its body!

This World Eater made no sound at all and instantly exploded into death.

“It’s Hui Yunzi Ancestor!”

Everyone rejoiced!

Zhao Feng, quick as ever, shot his sword energy, sweeping through the exploding World Eater, actually managing to extract a fragment of Qu Shentong’s true spirit.

Not far away, Qiu Zhongqiu hurriedly opened an octagonal box, carefully incorporating Qu Shentong’s true spirit inside.

The seven-colored stream that had slain a World Eater did not pause even a moment, instantly slicing towards the Meatball World Eater engrossed in devouring numerous Dao soldiers and cultivators.

Bang!

The Meatball World Eater, busy feasting, was directly flipped over by the seven-colored stream!

The massive meat mountain tumbled in mid-air, the body rolling as though waves of flesh, quickly dispersing the force of the seven-colored stream, and the Dao soldiers and cultivators it hadn’t yet swallowed were flung out.

“Ji Yuan, Chen Li… not good! Ying He, Qingyang, they’re still inside!”

“Hui Yunzi Ancestor’s strike didn’t manage to hurt it!”

Everyone was horrified!

‘Gurgle, gurgle!’

The meat mountain seemed to be enraged!

Tearing open numerous crack-like mouths, numerous pairs of eyes slighted upwards, apparently filled with extreme anger.

At the breach in the vault of heaven, a Qing Jue Taoist with white hair bound by a jade hairpin stepped out without a sound.

Dressed in a simple moon-white Daoist robe.

A touch of frosty indifference between the brows.

He glanced at the Meatball World Eater below and lifted a finger.

On the meat mountain, a wisp of angry fire immediately rose rapidly!

“Aargh—-”

The Meatball World Eater instantly let out a sorrowful, painful roar!

But the next moment, black oil-like substance quickly seeped out from its body, the angry fire was suppressed in an instant.

Hui Yunzi’s face darkened.

He also immediately sensed the World Eater’s suppression of the Emotion Lineage.

Emotionless and unwise, though possessing some emotion, it was merely bodily instinct, unable to be linked to Dao Intention or Dao Domain as with cultivators.

To handle World Eaters much weaker than oneself, one could rely solely on the power of divine skills to break them, but in the same tier confrontation, it was difficult to cause effective damage.

Thoughts racing, he frowned slightly, suddenly feeling something, lifting his head to look.

Witnessing numerous World Eaters pouring through one black hole after another in the sky, and on the intact realm membrane, a turbulence as if more mighty World Eaters intended to break through.

His heart sank.

“The great catastrophe Wang Ba spoke of is indeed terrifying; it seems all the vicious creatures from the Outer Realm are coming in…”

Seeing Hui Yunzi act but unable to have an effect.

The hopes of the cultivators unwittingly sank into an abyss.

Even the highest realm patriarch within the sect couldn’t handle this Meatball World Eater, how could they stop the great catastrophe?

The Meatball World Eater had no scruples about its feelings, the split mouth uttering an eerie cry, seemingly joyful, before flashing and once again charging towards ‘Guan Ao’, who was surrounded by remaining Flying Pheasant Daoist Soldiers.

“Damn it! Why has it targeted me again!”

‘Guan Ao’ seethed with hatred.

Noticing the Meatball World Eater’s assault, Hui Yunzi did not hesitate, standing immovably as a phantom, pointing continuously.

Only managing to slow the Meatball World Eater’s advance.

Seeing not only the Meatball World Eater but also a wave of World Eaters surging like a tide not far away.

At this moment, ‘Guan Ao’ could no longer bear it, urgently shouting:

“Tribulation Crossing Raft! Quick! The Tribulation Crossing Raft!”

This shout had Zhao Feng and others exchanging a complex glance among themselves.

The Tribulation Crossing Raft was the last resort when retreat was impossible, yet being forced to use it now meant they ultimately failed to withstand this great catastrophe on Fenglin Continent.

With a silent sigh, Zhao Feng did not hesitate, quickly nodding.

From the crowd, Ling Weizi immediately raised his hand, summoning a massive Treasure Ship.

The Treasure Ship was vast, as large as lakes and seas, not much smaller than the sect of Wanxiang Sect.

Its wooden structure deep and solid, exuding a flowing light with centuries of storied history, giving a indescribable sense of safety.

Seeing the Treasure Ship, ‘Guan Ao’ rejoiced inwardly.

“What a great item!”

Trying to move, he was shocked to discover the surrounding air was as if frozen, unable to be broken through.

He angrily turned to look at the Meatball World Eater.

“It’s sealed off!”

“Everyone get on board!”

Zhao Feng shouted lowly.

Ling Weizi, Chijian, and others took the lead entering the Treasure Ship.