Chapter 491: Chapter 183: A Madman, A Freak at the Pinnacle of Insanity (6k)_3
Those who hadn’t had time to escape were directly disintegrated by the obliterating storm.
In just a few breaths, Canglan Mountain was completely annihilated.
The once towering mountain range was now just an endless abyss.
In the abyss, darkness pervaded, filled with a dense aura of death and violent currents of Spiritual Power.
The survivors were stunned by the sight before them, their eyes filled with fear.
Zhou Qing and others stood there dumbfounded, speechless.
Cao Zhengyang and his group looked extremely grim.
Not to mention the millions of demon beasts, the hundreds of thousands of disciples, the various Magical Treasures and Storage Bags left behind, even the bodies of the dozen or so demon kings of the Perfection of Divinity Transformation Realm alone were priceless treasures.
Yet, Sikong Yan destroyed everything without any hesitation.
"Madman, absolutely a madman!" After a long time, Cao Zhengyang couldn’t help but curse angrily.
Fortunately, the people of the Taiqing Sect stayed together, and thanks to Zhou Qing leading some to safety and others being close enough to follow, at least half managed to escape.
It’s a pity for the Golden Thunder Sect and the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, their members were too scattered, many probably didn’t even find any of the ten exits and were forever left behind.
Soon, the repressed atmosphere was filled with cries.
Those who lost their loved ones and fellow disciples could no longer suppress their grief, tears streaming down their faces.
"Everyone, as previously agreed, meet at the old place!" Sikong Yan’s voice echoed in the sky.
Duanmu Shu and others snorted coldly, exchanged glances with those from the other Three Sects, and left.
"Mo, take care of things here, I’ll be right back!" Cao Zhengyang, full of fury, chased after them.
Yan Xiaohu stared blankly at the bottomless abyss, his mind blank, muttering, "Will he share that thing with the Supreme Elders?"
Zhou Qing frowned, his gaze fixated on those figures moving away, muttering, "He will!"
"Why?" Lu Yaoyao asked.
Zhou Qing’s expression was grave, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Because he’s an extreme maniac!"
The two shuddered at his words.
With the concerted efforts of Mo Xingjian and other Peak Masters, all the disciples of the Taiqing Sect finally gathered together.
Having survived life and death, everyone was in tattered clothes, covered in blood, but when they assembled, they exuded an undeniable aura.
Looking around, the dense crowd was all Taiqing Sect disciples.
In contrast, the Golden Thunder Sect, Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, and Phecda Sect were in a dire state.
Truthfully, the combined strength of the remnants of the Three Sects was barely equal to that of the Taiqing Sect.
As for the few survivors from smaller sects, they stood scattered, alone and full of panic and helplessness in their eyes.
The battle of Canglan Mountain had decimated more than half of the Eastern Domain’s living forces.
Eighteen demon kings, millions of demon beasts, hundreds of minor sects, and the major five sects together formed the ancient and unchanging structure of the Lingyun Mansion Eastern Domain.
But now, what was left?
"This was a man-made catastrophe!" Mo Xingjian looked at the scene, feeling indescribable heaviness in his heart.
The many Peak Masters silently nodded.
Yes, after this event, the once bustling and sect-filled Eastern Domain now seemed as if it had gone through an apocalyptic storm, desolate and with many strong ones fallen.
However, the Taiqing Sect and the Cangyan Daoist Palace, because of their relatively preserved members, would undeniably become one of the two dominant sects in the Eastern Domain.
There was nothing more to say, what was meant to happen had happened, and the outcome was already determined. Everyone silently started to head back to their respective sects.
And on the way back, Duanmu Shu and other Supreme Elders returned, all with joyful expressions.
Cao Zhengyang also called Zhou Qing over.
Duanmu Shu took out a box with a look of anticipation, and upon opening it, revealed two dark Lotus Seeds.
They were the Nine Nether Demon Lotus seeds.
Zhou Qing, after his initial amazement, was filled with disbelief and even more confusion.
Duanmu Shu said, "The Nine Nether Demon Lotus bore a total of twenty seeds this time. As agreed, Cangyan Daoist Palace gets fifty percent, the Phecda Sect gets twenty percent, and the remainder is divided equally among the three of us."
Cao Zhengyang said, "Indeed, there were only twenty seeds. After all, the holes in the lotus can’t lie."
Zhou Qing still didn’t understand.
"What exactly is he planning?" Zhou Qing asked.
Cao Zhengyang shook his head, "When he distributed the seeds, he only said one thing."
"What was it?" Zhou Qing asked.
Cao Zhengyang said, "He said it’s better to enjoy together than alone."
Duanmu Shu said gravely, "Regardless, Cangyan Daoist Palace now has ten lotus seeds. Even with just a twenty percent chance, their odds of producing a Spirit Severing Realm expert are significant."
She paused slightly, her gaze falling on Zhou Qing with a gentler expression, "As for our Taiqing Sect, we have eight in the Perfection of Divinity Transformation Realm, and the Sect Leader said he wants to save one seed for you. This success is largely thanks to you..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing’s face instantly showed astonishment, hastily waving his hands.
"This is absolutely impossible!" Zhou Qing said anxiously.
Considering the current situation, such a rare item should be used wisely. He was still far from reaching the Divinity Transformation Realm.