CHAPTER 92: CHAPTER 92: CRISIS REAPPEARS_1

"Run!"

Seeing the spatial channel, the panicking prodigies tore through the air, rushing towards the world’s spatial channel. In the ravaged sky, they left streaks of light. In this moment of crisis, no one thought of confronting enemies; their only thought was to flee for their lives. The recently vanished Zhang Yangtian also flew skyward. Just as he was about to enter the world’s spatial channel, he turned to cast a venomous, murderous glare at Qin Wudao, his face pale.

"Your Highness, let’s get out of here!" Wu Ming and the others had not left with the crowd but had instead gathered with Qin Wudao, their attitudes deeply respectful, verging on fanatical worship.

"Let’s go!" Qin Wudao nodded, heading towards the void. As he turned, no one noticed the hint of worry in his eyes. A level-four mustard seed world is not so easy to seize!This trip to the ruins has shown me how weak the alliance’s cohesion is; people are not united.Moreover, I can’t guarantee that the internal factions of the alliance won’t covet the mustard seed world.

DING! Congratulations to the Host for defeating the Yin-Yang Divine Body and signing in the God-Demon Lv Bu!

As they traversed the void passage, the system’s cold voice echoed in Qin Wudao’s mind, bringing him a flicker of joy. His heart settled, and his worries vanished. With the God-Demon Lv Bu, I can overturn heaven and earth in the surrounding Dao Realms!

...

Outside the Ghost Tomb, a gentle breeze blew, and clouds drifted lazily across the sky. The powerhouses from the major factions stood on different mountain peaks, their gazes fixed on the spatial channel between two mountains, their expressions tense.

"Counting the time, they should be out by now. The first level-four mustard seed world of the nine Dao Realms will soon have an owner!" Zhang Zehan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his voice calm yet resonant as it echoed for a hundred miles, reaching everyone’s ears with a hint of smugness. He had already assumed that the disciples of the Changeable Mansion would secure the level-four mustard seed world. To be precise, he trusted Zhang Yangtian!

"Hmph! Some people are celebrating too soon!" Lin Ao Zu retorted coldly, his fists clenched so tightly that it was clear his heart was far from calm; he was deeply worried. Even he had to admit that the younger generation of prodigies from the Changeable Mansion far surpassed those of the alliance, especially Zhang Yangtian, whom many looked up to. A Divine Body of his generation, barring any mishaps, was destined to break through to the Great Emperor Realm!

The powerhouses from Gun City, the Great Azure Empire, Gun City, and the Knife Mansion were also deeply worried. After all, those who had entered were their finest prodigies. If anything were to happen, the consequences would be unimaginable. In contrast, the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect appeared calm, seemingly unconcerned about their disciples’ safety.

"May our ancestors protect them! Please keep the prodigies of the Great Qin safe and sound, and let them emerge smoothly!" On the colossal mountain nearest to the Ghost Tomb, Emperor Qin, abandoning his usual calm demeanor, paced back and forth restlessly, a clear sign of his agitation.

...

During the anxious wait, the two colossal mountains trembled. The spatial channel began to spin rapidly, emitting a brilliant radiance as figures flew out, drawing the immediate attention of the assembled powerhouses.

"Haha! It’s the disciples from the Changeable Mansion!" Zhang Zehan laughed heartily and moved to greet them. Generally, the first prodigies to emerge from ruins were considered the victors of any struggle within. But in the next instant, the smile on his face froze. He saw more than a dozen disciples from the Changeable Mansion, all looking disheveled and terrified, shouting, "Master, save us!"

"What happened? Where is the Saint Heir?" Zhang Zehan demanded, his expression as dark as water. When he scanned the group and found Zhang Yangtian missing, his heart lurched, and a sense of foreboding washed over him. Of all the thousands of disciples in the Changeable Mansion, Zhang Yangtian was the one he cared for most! He would rather sacrifice every other disciple than allow the slightest harm to befall Zhang Yangtian.

"Master, the Young Master... he was defeated, and we were separated!" a disciple from the Changeable Mansion reported timidly, shrinking back. He had anticipated Zhang Zehan’s fury and feared being struck dead by an enraged slap.

"The Saint Heir... defeated?" Zhang Zehan staggered back several steps. The news struck him like a bolt from the blue, making it impossible to accept. He mumbled repeatedly, "This is impossible! How could my son be defeated?"

Impossible! Zhang Zehan roared in fury, his eyes turning crimson and emitting a blinding, bloody light. He surged towards the spatial channel, the void shattering in his wake. Billowing black Spiritual Energy enveloped him, giving him the appearance of an ancient god or demon.

"Stop!" The powerhouses from the other factions shouted. They feared that if Zhang Zehan blocked the void passage, the prodigies yet to emerge would likely face disaster.

Lin Ao Zu of the Lin Family, Nie Zhenhu of Gun City, Cang Guangxian of the Great Azure Empire, Blade Sovereign Xue Renyu, and Sword Sovereign You Fuchang attacked simultaneously. The power of five Semi-Saints erupted, shaking the very heavens. Hua Nianshen, the Matriarch of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect, hesitated for a moment before also moving to intercept Zhang Zehan. Regardless, she had a responsibility to her Sect Disciples. The remaining Reaching the Holy Realm powerhouses followed suit, those from the Qin Empire among them.

"All of you, get out of my way!" Zhang Zehan bellowed, his eyes wide and bloodshot, as if he were about to devour them.

"Mansion Master Zhang, exploration of ruins is governed by fate. Do you intend to break the established rules?" Lin Ao Zu sternly admonished. A formidable aura erupted from him, as if he could annihilate all enemies in the very next breath.

Pinned by the auras of numerous powerhouses, Zhang Zehan quickly regained his composure. He knew very well that if he made a move, the alliance members would undoubtedly use it as a pretext to attack and kill him on the spot. While the Changeable Mansion did not fear the alliance, it was clear this was not the opportune moment to act.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

During this standoff, prodigies emerged one after another from the ruins, each swiftly taken and protected by a powerhouse from their respective faction. A quarter of an hour later, all the disciples from the Changeable Mansion, the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect, the Lin Family, the Great Azure Empire, and the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect had emerged.

Only the disciples from the Qin Empire, the Sword Sect, and the Knife Mansion were still missing. The powerhouses of these three factions stared intently at the void passage, their eyes reflecting their desperate anticipation, hoping that prodigies from their own faction would emerge in the next instant.

BOOM!

A ripple spread through the void passage, and another figure flew out. Everyone quickly looked, only to see it was Zhang Yangtian. The expressions of the powerhouses from the three waiting factions darkened, and they sighed in disappointment. In contrast, the Changeable Mansion powerhouses were ecstatic.

"Yangtian, what is the situation inside?" Zhang Zehan asked urgently, his heart filled with confusion. The current outcome was completely different from what he had envisioned. Zhang Yangtian shook his head and said nothing, his gaze fixed on the spatial vortex.

Soon, the light from the spatial vortex began to dim, indicating it was about to cease functioning. Suddenly, a powerful surge of spatial energy pulsed from it. More people were emerging, and quite a number of them too! The hearts of the powerhouses from the Sword Sect, the Knife Mansion, and the Qin Empire jolted; they watched with bated breath.

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Qin Wudao and his entourage emerged from the void passage, standing suspended in mid-air, their presence remarkably imposing.

BOOM!

As if signaling a final conclusion, the void passage abruptly collapsed. The two separated colossal mountains rumbled and merged, as though a celestial deity were performing a mountain-moving art, sending up a vast cloud of dust and debris.

The faces of the powerhouses from the Sword Sect and the Knife Mansion turned ashen. Their disciples... were gone!