From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 305 Shocking Changes in the Immortal Realm, Survival Amidst Danger

Wen Chen's fingers gently caressed the back of my hand. His gaze was equally solemn, but he didn't speak, only nodding slightly.

He could sense it, and I could sense it too; indeed, some kind of anomaly had occurred in this immortal realm.

I looked around, trying to find the source of this strangeness.

Wherever the eye could see, the once ethereal scene was now shrouded in an unsettling shadow.

The flowers, grass, and trees were still green, but they seemed to have lost their vitality. Even the ethereal energy in the air had become thin and stagnant.

"Sister Xiao Yao, I...I feel a little unwell." Zi Ling's voice trembled slightly, her face was a little pale, and she gripped my sleeve tightly.

I turned to look at her, then at the ethereal immortal beside me, and noticed that his originally rosy complexion had turned somewhat pale, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was struggling to resist something.

An ominous premonition welled up inside me. I gripped my sword tightly and cautiously observed everything around me.

Just then, the earth suddenly began to tremble violently!

"boom--"

With a deafening roar, a huge crack appeared in the ground, as if a giant monster had opened its blood-red maw to devour us!

I was startled and quickly pulled Ziling back.

From the crack, a chilling black mist surged forth, carrying a putrid, deathly stench that was nauseating.

I watched helplessly as the crack grew larger and deeper, as if it would swallow the entire Immortal Realm.

"Ah—" Zi Ling exclaimed in surprise. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, her legs went weak, and she could hardly stand up.

I grabbed her and shielded her behind me.

The black fog grew thicker and thicker, almost enveloping us.

"Immortal of Emptiness, what's going on?" I asked loudly, my voice filled with barely concealed fear.

The ethereal immortal did not answer. He simply stared at the crack with a solemn expression, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something but could not utter a word.

Suddenly, he abruptly raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Oh no! Run!" He grabbed me and Ziling, then turned and ran.

"What's wrong?" I asked anxiously as I ran after him.

The ethereal immortal did not answer; his speed increased, as if something terrifying was chasing us from behind.

I was puzzled, but dared not ask any questions, and could only follow him closely.

Just then, I saw a huge black vortex appear in the distant sky...

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the once clear sky was instantly shrouded in gloom.

The wind and sand were so strong that I couldn't open my eyes, and the tiny grains of sand stung my face like needles.

I held Ziling's hand tightly, afraid of losing her.

All I could hear was the howling wind, like the roar of a wild beast, deafening.

"Cough cough..." Zi Ling coughed violently, the wind and sand choking her so much that she could hardly breathe.

I quickly covered her mouth and nose with my sleeve, hoping to give her some protection.

"Immortal, we need to find somewhere to hide!" I shouted, but my voice was quickly swallowed by the gale and I don't know how far it went.

The ethereal immortal's expression was solemn. He looked around but found nothing.

Looking around, there was nothing but swirling yellow sand.

This once celestial realm, shrouded in immortal energy, is now like a purgatory, a place of utter despair.

"No, there's nowhere to hide here." The ethereal immortal shook his head, his voice tinged with helplessness. "We must leave here as soon as possible!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the ground shook violently once again.

Immediately afterwards, some strange-looking creatures emerged from the huge crack.

They were entirely black, as if formed from condensed black mist, and emitted a chilling roar.

"Watch out!" I pulled Zi Ling behind me, drew my longsword, and stared warily at the monsters.

They were incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye they were right in front of us.

I swung my sword to block, but it felt like I was hitting cotton; there was no point of contact whatsoever.

"Ah!" Zi Ling exclaimed. I turned around and saw a monster had pounced on her, its sharp claws leaving several deep bloody marks on her arm.

My heart tightened, and I quickly swung my sword to force the monster back.

However, more monsters swarmed in from all directions, and I was exhausted from dealing with them, resulting in several more wounds on my body.

"Sister Xiao Yao..." Zi Ling's voice was weak and feeble. Her face was as pale as paper. Her magic power was almost exhausted, and she was no longer able to fight.

I endured the pain and shielded her behind me.

A wave of despair washed over us. Were we really going to die here?

Just then, the ethereal immortal suddenly shouted, "Oh no! Their target is..."

I gritted my teeth, my sword swings slowing down, and a sharp pain shot through the numerous wounds on my body.

This won't do. Even if I do my best, I can't protect Ziling for long.

I have to find a way!

I forced myself to calm down and stop attacking blindly, instead carefully observing the monsters' movements.

Although they were numerous, they lacked any strategy or pattern, and their attacks were completely unpredictable, just like...

They were bumping around like a swarm of headless flies.

"Sister Xiao Yao, what are you doing?" Zi Ling's weak voice came, tinged with confusion.

The ethereal immortal didn't speak, but looked at me with a puzzled expression and his eyes were full of worry.

I ignored them, my eyes fixed on the monsters, my mind racing.

What exactly are they?

Where did it come from?

Why does it appear here?

Suddenly, I noticed a detail.

When these monsters approached the sword in my hand, they would pause slightly, seemingly in fear.

My sword is forged from meteorite iron from outer space, and it naturally has a faint golden glow.

Is it...

Are they afraid of light?

Thinking of this, I felt a surge of joy.

I immediately gathered my spiritual power and condensed a dazzling white light in my hand.

The white light, like a small sun, illuminated everything around it.

Sure enough, upon seeing the white light, the monsters let out sharp roars and retreated like a tide.

"They're afraid of the light!" I shouted excitedly, my voice filled with hope.

The ethereal immortal and Zi Ling also witnessed this scene, and their faces showed expressions of surprise and delight.

I increased the output of my spiritual power, and the white light in my hand grew brighter and larger, completely dispelling the surrounding darkness.

The monsters let out mournful howls, desperately trying to escape this land of light.

I led Zi Ling and the ethereal immortal forward, the white light in my hands clearing a safe path for us.

Finally, we broke out of the area shrouded in black fog and arrived at a relatively safe place.

I withdrew the white light from my hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

Watching the fleeing monsters, a look of triumphant joy spread across my face.

"We...we're saved?" Zi Ling's voice trembled, filled with disbelief.

I nodded, about to speak, when I suddenly sensed a powerful aura rapidly approaching...

"Watch out!" The ethereal immortal suddenly pushed Zi Ling and me aside.

I staggered a few steps, steadied myself, and turned around to see the ethereal immortal being blasted away by an invisible force, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

I was shocked and, ignoring my own injuries, rushed over to help him up.

"Immortal, how are you?" I asked anxiously, my fingers trembling as I reached for his pulse.

"Cough cough... I'm fine..." The ethereal immortal shook his head weakly, his face frighteningly pale.

Zi Ling ran over, her face full of worry: "Sister Xiao Yao, the immortal..."

I turned to look at her and gave her a reassuring look: "Don't worry, I have some pills here." As I spoke, I took out a few healing pills from my storage bag and fed them to the ethereal immortal.

The elixir melted upon entering the mouth, and a warm current flowed throughout the ethereal immortal's entire body.

His complexion gradually regained some color, and his breathing became much more stable.

"Thank you, Xiao Yao." The ethereal immortal looked at me gratefully, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light. "Your wisdom and courage are truly admirable."

I smiled but didn't say anything. Zi Ling gratefully grasped my hand.

The joy of surviving the ordeal and the support among my companions warmed my heart.

The three of us huddled together, a warm atmosphere spreading out, as if the fear and despair we had felt earlier had vanished.

However, this warmth did not last long.

Just when I thought the crisis was temporarily over and I could catch my breath, I suddenly felt an even more powerful force surging out from the depths of that crack.

It was a suffocating sense of oppression, as if a mountain was pressing down on my chest, making it almost impossible for me to breathe.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

I turned to look at the crack, and saw that the originally black mist had turned deep red, like blood, constantly churning and surging, as if something terrible was about to burst out.

"What is that..." Zi Ling's voice trembled.

The ethereal immortal stared at the crack with a grave expression, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes: "Not good! That...that's a power far beyond our imagination..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ground trembled violently again.

This tremor was much stronger than before, as if the entire Immortal Realm was about to collapse.

"Run!" I grabbed Zi Ling and the ethereal immortal, and turned to run.

However, before we had run more than a few steps, we heard a deafening roar coming from the depths of the crevice...

A massive red beam of light shot into the sky, piercing straight into the clouds...

"Not good! Quick..." The ethereal immortal's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in terror.