CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 137: VOID THROW, SUPER SECT

On the Cangnan Continent, Sects were divided into Ordinary Sects, Major Sects, Super Sects, Sky-Level Sects, and Eternal Sects.

Currently, a multitude of forces had arrived in the Red Dust Fairyland. Most of them were concentrated around the Major Sects; Super Sects had yet to appear. However, the emergence of Super Sects was merely a matter of time, as no one wanted to miss such a crucial opportunity. Regarding Super Sects, even some of the weaker Major Sects didn’t fully understand them. Only Superior Major Sects might possess some knowledge about Super Sects. Super Sects were garrisoned by Life-Death Realm Powerhouses and possessed overwhelming strength; even several Supreme Major Sects combined could not compare.

"Sect Master, is this Void Throw?" a Cultivator from a Major Sect exclaimed, his heart trembling as he observed the brilliant radiance and sensed the terrifying fluctuations in the void.

"Exactly! That is Void Throw! Only Super Sects possess such a powerful technique!" The Sect Master’s eyes widened as he gazed at the distant pillar of light, his face filled with fervor. Even though he was the Sect Master of a Major Sect, this was the first time he had witnessed Void Throw. After all, for a Super Sect to utilize such a Void Throw, the resources consumed would be unimaginable.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the brilliant light finally dissipated, and tens of thousands of figures materialized out of thin air.

"So many people!" The surrounding Sect Masters who were observing all gasped.

As expected of a Super Sect! The number of Shaping God Realm Disciples they transported via Void Throw reached tens of thousands—truly terrifying.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Streaks of sword light soared as all tens of thousands of Shaping God Realm Disciples were projected into the crimson pillar of light.

Only a white-robed old man remained in the void. The keen-eyed old man stood suspended there, hands clasped behind his back. As he surveyed his surroundings, a slight tremor ran through him, and in that instant, he released his cultivation presence.

Instantly, an immense pressure, like heavenly might descending, bore down on everyone, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"A Life-Death Realm powerhouse!"

Seeing the old man reveal his cultivation level, everyone present bowed deeply, expressing their profound admiration.

The white-robed old man nodded indifferently, retracted his aura, and in a flash, appeared on a mountaintop. He sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to meditate.

"Hmph, just a Life-Death Realm cultivator? He’s far too inferior compared to my Uncle Ma!" the Big Black Cat licked its lips, glancing in a certain direction, and muttered disdainfully.

The Big Black Horse grinned. That flattery was perfectly timed, making it feel extremely satisfied. A Life-Death Realm cultivator was indeed nothing in its eyes. Besides, that fellow was merely at the First Level of the Life and Death Realm; to it, he was just an ant. Such an insignificant character, in the eyes of the Master, probably wouldn’t even qualify as an ant.

"Little Cat, you’re getting better and better at talking. Uncle Ma is quite fond of you," the Big Black Horse turned its head and chuckled.

The Big Black Cat gave an embarrassed smile. It had deliberately flattered Uncle Ma. Though it was rather blatant, it was also the truth. Uncle Ma was an Eternal Realm Great Demon, after all. Naturally, that insignificant Life-Death Realm cultivator couldn’t compare.

The Big Black Horse turned its head away and closed its eyes again. It didn’t care if any Super Sects came or not, as long as they didn’t provoke it. It needed to seize the time to comprehend the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye and strive for some initial success soon.

The Big Black Cat also retracted its aura and began to meditate on the carriage, and the entire carriage became exceedingly quiet.

"That carriage is quite strange. It’s been motionless beneath the Red Dust Fairyland’s teleportation pillar of light all this time. I wonder which force it belongs to..." a Cultivator from a Major Sect muttered to himself from a distance. They had all arrived via Magic Boats after the Big Black Cat had slain the Sect Master of the Qitian Sword Sect, so they hadn’t witnessed that earlier scene. Consequently, these newcomers knew nothing about the Big Black Cat.

Another Sect Master remarked with a casual laugh, "That carriage looks unremarkable, just an ordinary black horse, with a large black cat lounging on it. I wonder about the origins of the master inside the carriage?"

"Yes, it is rather peculiar..." That Cultivator nodded. He stared at the black carriage, extended his Divine Sense to investigate, and then exclaimed in shock, "There’s actually no one in the carriage!"

"No way!" That Sect Master also immediately investigated, his face mirroring the same shocked expression.

An empty carriage. Where had its owner gone? Could it be that they also entered the Red Dust Fairyland to train? This thought actually made the situation seem quite ordinary. A Shaping God Realm cultivator arriving in an ordinary carriage and entering the Red Dust Fairyland just as it opened—there was nothing particularly startling about that.

Almost at that very moment, many people came to this conclusion and stopped paying attention to the black carriage.

Silence descended upon the surrounding mountains once more.

BOOM...

Once again, intense fluctuations emanated from the void. This time, seven or eight pillars of light shot down consecutively from the sky. The initially quiet surroundings erupted into a clamor once more.

"So many Super Sects have arrived! The allure of the Red Dust Fairyland is truly immense!" The cultivators stared at those dazzling pillars of light, their eyes filled with awe. The celestial phenomenon produced by this supreme method of Void Throw was simply too astounding.

Transporting tens of thousands of people from locations so distant they spanned hundreds of thousands, even millions, of units, all the way to the Shenfeng Dynasty—such a method was truly heaven-defying. This kind of one-way transportation, delivering tens of thousands of individuals at once, was something only Super Sects could achieve.

The dazzling pillars of light extinguished one after another, and hundreds of thousands of figures appeared in mid-air. The leader of each contingent was a Life-Death Realm powerhouse. They exchanged glances, nodded slightly, and then with a wave of their hands, all the Shaping God Realm Disciples from their sects surged towards the crimson pillar of light, vanishing in an instant.

These seven or eight Life-Death Realm powerhouses surveyed their surroundings before flying off towards different mountaintops.

However, one middle-aged Life-Death Realm cultivator, his hands clasped behind his back, let his indifferent gaze fall upon the black carriage. That spot is quiet, and there’s even a carriage I can use to rest. Since the carriage is empty anyway, I’ll just go inside and rest.

With a leisurely expression, he slowly descended from mid-air.

When the Sect Masters of the nearby Major Sects saw that the Life-Death Realm powerhouse was descending from the void towards the black carriage, they couldn’t help but smirk. Life-Death Realm powerhouses are indeed willful, ignoring any rules...

The Big Black Horse turned its head, baring its teeth in a grin at the Big Black Cat. "Little Cat, get up and greet our guest! Someone’s trying to snatch the Master’s carriage!"

"Coming!" The Big Black Cat jolted to its feet. It stared blankly at the middle-aged Life-Death Realm expert slowly drifting down from the sky, its entire body beginning to tremble.

Uncle Ma is too cruel! He actually expects me, a mere little demon at the Heavenly Order Realm Third Layer, to face a great cultivator at the First Level of the Life and Death Realm! Can I even win?