Fantasy: I! Accept disciples and become stronger! - Chapter 368

Chapter 368 – Absorbing Heavenly Energy, Bing Yu’s Worry

The Soaring Cloud God Emperor’s face turned pale. The giant python formed from the auspicious cloud that was connected to his life was instantly struck by the destructive aura.

It exploded into several times smaller and returned to his hands!

“Ahem.”

The Soaring Cloud God Emperor coughed out blood and retreated. As he looked at the formation that was once again submerged by the lightning,

Gu Yuan and Jiu Jian also stared blankly at the sea of lightning. The grief in their hearts could hardly be expressed in words!

The movement of the ancestral spirit was too quick.

It was not easy for a God Emperor to escape under their encirclement.

However, if he wanted to self-destruct, since they had the same cultivation levels, he couldn’t stop it!

He could only watch as the spirit of the ancestor detonated his body, drawing out the lightning pool!

The destructive intent stretched for a hundred thousand li!

In the blink of an eye, it drowned the last sacred hall of the Sea Demon Clan, and completely evaporated the Endless Sea!

The lightning that wreaked havoc was like a purple snake, wildly dancing on the bottom of the sea, wreaking havoc for an incense stick’s worth of time.

Only then did it slowly stop.

The dust dispersed.

In the entire world, there was nirvana.

Only the waves of seawater slowly flowed into the void that had been burned by the lightning and fire earlier.

Xuan Yi’s figure had already vanished into the world.

Everyone was stunned. Even the three God Emperors were the same. They could not say a single word.

Xuan Yi was dragged into the destructive lightning tribulation by the ancestor’s spirit, and disappeared without a trace.

This was just putting it nicely.

In reality, when the Soaring Cloud God Emperor failed to rescue him with the auspicious clouds the three God Emperors had already guessed this outcome.

Xuan Yi had very likely … died together with the spirit of the ancestor!

Gritting his teeth, the Soaring Cloud God Emperor said in a cold voice, “Xuan Yi has God Emperor Qing Song to protect him. With him here, he should be able to avoid danger!”

Only then did Gu Yuan and Jiu Jian regain their senses. They nodded as well and coldly ordered, “That’s right. All Kings, listen to my order and send people to search this area of the sea. They must find the whereabouts of the Mystic King!”

“Yes!”

One after another, Heavenly Kings cupped their hands in obeisance.

The members of the Seven Profound Squad and the First Profound Squad were even more conflicted.

One by one, they rose into the air and began to search the sea.

Time passed day by day. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

The search gradually stopped.

The entire Southern Continent, regardless of whether they accepted it or not, could only face this fact.

Although the Sea Demon race had been completely destroyed, the future of the Southern Continent, Mystic King, had died with the spirit of the ancestor.

Life and death was unknown!

Xuan Clan.

The ancestor of the Xuan Clan sat on the Patriarch’s seat. In a short month, his face had aged countless years.

Central Sacred Academy.

In the principal’s room,  the principal gently caressed the identity token of that deputy principal.

After a long while, the old man gently sighed, “Someone, seal up this command token and Principal Xuan’s previous office. Do not clean it up!”

In the depths of the academy, within the small courtyard where Xuan Yi cultivated in seclusion all year round, Bing Yu’s figure appeared quietly.

Jian Chen and the others had been waiting here for many days and nights.

The instant they saw the Bing Yu, they immediately went up to meet her.

“Senior Bing Yu! Have you heard from the Master?”

Mingyue Lanshu’s eyes were still red, and his voice was trembling as he asked softly.

Bing Yu looked at the sorrowful faces of the Xuan Yi disciples. After a long silence, she lightly shook her head.

Even though they had long anticipated this result.

However, the Xuan Yi disciples who had truly obtained this confirmed information from Bing Yu.

They could not help but feel the grief in their heart.

Gui Yiyi, who was the most steady, forcefully endured the grief in her heart. With tears in her eyes, she bowed towards Bing Yu, “Thank you, senior, for investigating the news for us.”

“It’s fine,” Bing Yu said, shaking her head. “We don’t need to be like this.”

After she finished speaking, her ice-like face revealed a hint of sternness.

“Although Xuan Yi’s whereabouts are unknown, as his disciples, all of you have already been taught. What you need to do right now isn’t grief, but cultivation!“

“Before Xuan Yi returns, I’ll teach you!”

“Now, let’s all go to the Primordial Battlefield and continue cultivating!”

The disciples of Xuan Yi were brought back to the Golden Sacred Hall.

Bing Yu did not stop there.

Her figure lingered in the sky for a long time before finally returning to the small courtyard of the Central Sacred Academy.

Bing Yu quietly looked at Xuan Yi’s bedroom.

The current Bing Yu was able to stay in this world forever.

Even if Xuan Yi was not here, she could still stay here.

But there was still a connection between her and Xuan Yi.

But now, this connection … It was broken.

The woman’s ice-like face had already disappeared.

She stood up and gently placed herself on Xuan Yi’s bed. She closed her bloodshot eyes.

There were only two possibilities for Xuan Yi to sever his connection with her.

The first was Xuan Yi’s death.

The second was that Xuan Yi was too far away from her. It was so far that even the System was unable to contact her.

“When I am in seclusion, I request Miss Bing Yu to take care of the Xuan Clan and the academy for me.”

Xuan Yi’s voice seemed to reverberate in her ears.

The corner of Bing Yu’s mouth rose slightly.

“Alright, then I’ll stay here and wait for you to return.”

…

Endless Sea, the final battle between the sea demons and humans.

In the deepest part of the sea, the area that had been filled with seawater.

Following a strange vibration, a black vortex quietly appeared.

As the vortex slowly spun, cracks appeared in the space around it.

If one were to look closely, one could discover that the angle and location of the spatial crack were extremely mysterious.

A faint aura of the Dao suffused the vicinity.

It was precisely the existence of these cracks that formed a natural concealing formation.

The Southern Continent’s cultivators had searched countless times, but all of them had returned in vain.

Xuan Yi sat cross-legged in the vortex, spirit energy surging around him.

He was repairing his damaged meridians.

At the other end of the vortex, a thumb-sized rhombus-shaped purple crystal floated in the air, spinning in silence.

Every time it rotated, a sense of annihilation spread out.

If the Kings of the Southern Continent were here, they could recognize him at a glance.

That aura of annihilation was actually exactly the same as the aura of annihilation contained within the terrifying lightning tribulation that was produced when the ancestral spirit detonated the lightning pool a month ago!

However, the rhombus crystal that contained the power of Nirvana was much gentler than the tribulation lightning.

“I really don’t know if I should say that I’ve benefited from the disaster, or if I should say that I’ve been tricked by good fortune.”

After circulating the Nirvana Scripture for a cycle, Xuan Yi let out a long breath of turbid air. Looking at the diamond-shaped crystal that was much smaller than when he had first obtained it, he smiled bitterly.