Chapter 188

The entire sea area of the South Sea was shrouded in terrifying flames, high temperatures, and solidified turbid air. When Wei Yuan looked up, the entire sky had turned into a blackish-red color, as if the world was about to be destroyed. Everything was actively releasing its power.

Wei Yuan even saw inanimate objects like rocks releasing power.

Their material basis was entirely released in the form of heat.

And then their forms collapsed.

"Zhurong's mythical concept is dying. This guy is getting serious." Wei Yuan saw large swathes of the void shrouded by the power of the Turbid World. The entire South Sea had begun to gradually and completely fall into the Turbid World. Wei Yuan reached out and touched it, sensing the terror of this seal, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Sword intent condensed but did not release.

Pure sword intent and sword moves could not break through.

This was born from everything Zhurong had experienced over the past thousands of years, representing the accumulation of thousands of years or even longer. Should he try a full-force attack? Wei Yuan pondered, and then cause and effect moved naturally. The scene before his eyes changed, showing him and Zhurong fighting madly above the sea.

It corresponded to the divination he had done before coming to the South Sea.

If he used all his strength to break through the seal, it would directly lure Zhurong over again.

Without a method to restrain him, Wei Yuan absolutely did not want to face the [Truth].

The clear air of Heaven, the clear air of Heaven… Now it seemed that only the clear air of Heaven could restrain him. Even someone with Shi Yi's character and temperament would be slowly interfered with and affected after fighting him. If he were to clash with Zhurong, a moment's hesitation would lead to defeat and death.

Wei Yuan tapped the void with his fingers.

"Fuxi, there is danger here. I have encountered the Truth."

Wei Yuan paused, worried that the Heavenly secrets would be intercepted.

After a long silence, he looked at the white-haired girl being protected by Xian.

He erased the content of the Heavenly secrets.

And rewrote—

[Fuxi, Mom is in danger, return quickly!]

Like summoning Zhu Jiuyin with food, a special attack summoning technique for Fuxi.

Wei Yuan flicked his finger, and this wisp of Heavenly secrets, formless and immaterial, followed the cause and effect of fate and turned into a stream of light, flying out. But when it pierced the edge of the South Sea sky at this moment, it suddenly stopped. Then, that wisp of golden cause and effect paused in the void, standing between Heaven and Earth.

From above, golden-red flames rose and spread downwards.

From below, endless darkness and depth swallowed upwards.

In an instant, the Heavenly secrets and cause and effect were all burned away.

“…As expected.”

Wei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Fortunately, he had at least obtained the gongfu (internal strength cultivation method) based on the Turbid World's cause and effect before coming, otherwise it would have been like walking into a trap. However, Wei Yuan suddenly thought of his previous divination. When he was deciding whether to bring A-Xuan and Feng Siyu, it seemed that A-Xuan would be of great help in the crisis in the South Sea.

Wei Yuan suddenly noticed the change in qi and cause and effect, and turned his head. Then he saw A-Xuan grunt and fall forward, startling Feng Siyu. "Hey, hey, little Taoist, what's wrong?" She subconsciously reached out to help him, but exclaimed, "It's so hot!"

In the next moment, a flowing wind spread, and the Taoist appeared beside Feng Siyu.

His right hand pointed out, layers upon layers of cause and effect, sealing the flame mark on A-Xuan's brow. Even so, Wei Yuan's expression still changed slightly. "He's starting to awaken…" The flame mark on A-Xuan's brow lit up, and the low吟(yin, murmur/chant) of a fire dragon could already be faintly heard around him.

Wei Yuan's eyes flashed with the scene he had divined before setting off for the South Sea.

Regarding whether to bring the true Nuwa, he had received a negative answer. The reason for bringing A-Xuan and Qin Yuan was because in the scene Wei Yuan saw, A-Xuan had transformed into Prince Changqin.

And Feng Siyu effectively restrained Zhurong. Could it be like this now? Was he supposed to break the seal here and use A-Xuan's power to fight Zhurong?

Wei Yuan saw the pain on the little Taoist's face.

His palm moved.

Taoist arts and cause and effect, constantly rotating, once again applied a seal to the flame纹路(wenlu, pattern). His lineage did not have the tradition of using disciples to fight. He said slowly, "A-Xuan's constitution can't stay here for too long, otherwise he will be passively stimulated…"

"The situation is unclear, we can't act rashly."

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and pondered, picking up cause and effect. Cause and effect could not penetrate these two layers, or rather, it could not break the two layers without immediately fighting Zhurong and the Truth head-on, but it could still be used normally within.

Wei Yuan instinctively pointed in one direction, and said, "Go in that direction…"

"Are you sure?"

Shi Yi raised his eyebrows.

He just saw Wei Yuan casually point in a direction.

Wei Yuan thought of what Di Jun had said to him before—Yuanshi Tianzun, who controls cause and effect, will instinctively increase the probability of things that are beneficial to himself happening, and will instinctively avoid all events that are harmful to himself.

And this time, Wei Yuan had a very strong premonition.

He nodded and said, "I'm sure." Shi Yi nodded, said nothing more, and looked in that direction. "I know where that place is." Qin Yuan, who was beside him, recognized it and suddenly understood, nodding.

"I know too."

"The place that direction leads to…"

"Is the Women's Kingdom!"

The Women's Kingdom…

Kua Lin?

The edge of the outer sea of the Divine Era—

"Where is this? Where is this!"

"Damn it!"

"Wuwuwu, child, my child!"

Chaos, fear, and sorrow surrounded the overseas countries. Countless people were crying, cursing, and running around in despair. The root of all this was the most primal emotion.

Terror!

Fear!

They had clearly been living at home, discussing their future goals, talking about marriage, or working hard to cultivate. Suddenly, a world-shattering change occurred. The sea surged endlessly, and everything was stained with a blackish-red color that filled people's hearts with fear.

The sea had turned into black汁液(zhiye, liquid/sap).

The sky was like the afterglow of a fire after everything had been burned.

Everything was turbid and terrifying.

And in this terrifying scene, an old man widened his eyes, looking at the blackish-red sea area in the sky that seemed to be able to annihilate everything and swallow everything. Suddenly, as if awakened,

He turned around and stumbled towards a place, as if he didn't even want the food in his hand anymore.

"Hey! Old fool!"

"What's wrong with you?!" It hurts!"

"Can't you see where you're going?!"

Amidst the shouts and curses, the usually timid old man seemed to be completely unaware, just running out like a madman, leaving everyone looking at each other. The panic seemed to be temporarily suppressed by the old man's ridiculous performance. Everyone cursed.

"Really, he's just old and scared out of his mind?"

"I think he's going to that temple in his house."

"Haha, that temple? That absurd story and the evil god they worship? Really, we should have taken everyone and torn that temple down in one go!" A man sneered angrily, seeming to want to curse again. Then, suddenly, endless flames rose and fell from the sky again.

Everything was chaotic! So these people, who had always been arrogant, fell into fear again. At this time, oppressing others could no longer comfort them. They didn't even know if they could save their own lives, and the world they knew had turned into large swathes of ruins, completely turned upside down.

Only fear remained.

And in this chaos, the old man ran frantically with all his strength.

The stories passed down from generation to generation by his ancestors emerged in his mind—the same world-shattering changes, the same black seawater that seemed to be able to corrode everything and submerge everything. At this time, at this time…

He displayed a powerful force that he would never have shown in the past.

He sped across the earth, traversing mountains and rivers.

In a place adjacent to the sea, he found an ancient temple. After several thousands of years of wind and sun, the entire structure of the temple had undergone tremendous changes, with many corroded and collapsed parts. The old man respectfully entered it.

Then, with utmost sincerity and trust, he bowed and choked, "The disaster is coming again…"

"The disaster, the disaster…"

"As expected, ancestors, that Fu Yue was true."

Thousands of years ago, black seawater engulfed the earth, and countless living beings fell into a dead sea.

There had been such a calamity before, back in the炎帝(Yan Emperor) era, as distant as mythology.

Accompanied by the sound of bowing and thunder, the old man, who had been following the orders passed down from generation to generation alone, guarding this temple, couldn't help but burst into tears. Finally, he bowed deeply, his body trembling slightly. Outside, the wind and rain raged, and lightning flashed, illuminating the temple and everything within.

This was a temple in the style of the ancient era.

Simple and peaceful.

On the main hall stood three gods. On one side was a gentle and beautiful woman wearing a long dress and ribbons. Even after a long period of time, with the statue mottled, she still looked beautiful and gentle, making people feel at ease. On the other side was a girl holding a disciple's salute, with a bird on her shoulder.

And the statue in the middle was a young Taoist.

Wearing close-fitting clothes inside and a Taoist robe outside.

With a sword at his waist and a gentle smile.

Around him, yellow Qingyun (auspicious clouds) and auspicious clouds turned into mist, surrounding the Taoist. Truly real.

And it seemed to be an illusion. When the old man knelt down, the yellow Qingyun surrounding the Taoist statue lit up with a faint glimmer of light. But when the old man looked up, he didn't notice anything at all. This statue was as if it had always existed here, never changing for thousands of years.

Gazing down on the sea and the human world with a gentle smile.

At this moment, Wei Yuan, who had left the South Sea and stepped onto the land, suddenly paused. There was a faint刺痛(citong, tingling pain) in his brow, and a strange and profound feeling emerged.

As if called by tens of millions of people, Wei Yuan subconsciously raised his eyes:

"This is…"