Chapter 499: Ghostly Apparition
Amidst the fierce gusts of wind and snow, a tempestuous storm swept through the entirety of the Arctic Skyark Palace.
The chilling and bone-piercing cold wind tore through everything in the heavens and earth.
However, the current wind and snow were not only brought forth by the sword energy stirred by the Sword Saint Huo Feng, but rather, a greater portion of the blizzard emerged from the ominous and terrifying colossal thunderstorm clouds.
Under the pitch-black sky that stretched as far as the eye could see, an uncanny and deep blue radiance intermittently shimmered within the thunderstorm clouds. An indescribable sense of terror swept through the wilderness and surged over the North Sea.
From a distance, witnessing the eerie spectacle towards the north, Candle Dragon couldn't help but furrow his brow ever so slightly.
"This aura of Tao Wu… it's rather peculiar!"
The assessment of Candle Dragon carries a hint of caution.
Lu Heng and Jiu Mie both discerned the peculiar undertones in his words, prompting them to turn their heads and gaze at him.
Having witnessed this elderly demonic dragon, who had lived for countless years, Tao Wu, with a solemn expression on his face, said, "This Tao Wu, unlike the sensation during the previous Earthly Catastrophe, is much more formidable, terrifying, and… vibrant!"
Jiu Mie said, "Friend Lu Heng, are you about to intervene? The four great ferocious beasts have already gathered, and this is not a good omen…"
The harbinger of the Earthly Catastrophe is the reappearance of the four great ferocious beasts in the mortal realm.
Although this time the four great ferocious beasts were brought forth by Sun Yan, regardless of the reason, the simultaneous appearance of these beasts will undoubtedly draw attention to the World of Eight Desolations.
Standing atop the clouds, the three individuals awaited Lu Heng's decisive action.
To see whether or not to intervene in this matter, which would disrupt Sun Yan's All Souls Blood Magic Array and disperse the ancient four ferocious beasts.
At this moment, a strange aura suddenly emerged in the midst of the scene.
The sensation arrived without any forewarning, appearing incredibly abrupt. With so many top cultivators present, not even Lu Heng and his companions noticed how the other party approached.
Upon sensing that chilling, eerie aura, the other party was already standing atop the highest palace of the Arctic Skyark Palace, silently overlooking this spectacular scene of chaotic demons dancing and ferocious beasts roaring.
That is…
"Lian Cangqing?!"
Upon seeing the soundless emergence of the figure in red at the pinnacle of the palace, Lu Heng was slightly taken aback.
However, everyone could clearly perceive that, despite the striking resemblance between this woman in red and the infamous progenitor of martial immortals, their auras were completely distinct!
The woman before their eyes, with a pallid complexion and icy gaze, her blood-red dress as glaring as blood, appeared to be a ghostly figure emerging from a nightmare. From head to toe, she exuded a chilling and enigmatic aura, which was completely distinct from the ferocious and brutal progenitor of martial immortals.
Jiu Mie whispered, "It's not Lian Cangqing… it is the original form of Lian Cangqing's physical body!"
Jiu Mie's words reminded Lu Heng.
The physical body of the progenitor of martial immortals, Lian Cangqing, had long been extinguished within that eerie bronze cauldron. The current progenitor of martial immortals, Lian Cangqing, is the reincarnation of Gu Yin's Master's physical body, borrowed back in those days.
In other words…
Is this Gu Yin's master? The woman whose soul was abducted by the evil creature from Cangwu Abyss?" Lu Heng's mind recalled the musician he had encountered 4000 years ago.
The pitiful man, carrying a qin case on his back and the physical body of his master, wandered through the realms, seeking a method to revive his master.
Lu Heng looked at the woman in the red attire on the palace terrace and furrowed his brows. "Why has she come to this place? Could it be that the malevolent creature from Cangwu Abyss has emerged?"
The gaze of the Candle Dragon hinted at a distant place and said, "Perhaps she was drawn here by her physical body…"
As soon as the voice of the Candle Dragon fell, a splendid radiance flew across the distant sky.
A vast sound reverberated through heaven and earth.
"Beholding the world with arrogance, I shake the universe! I wander alone across a thousand mountains!"
A resplendent golden light tore through the heavens and earth, ultimately transforming into a robust figure standing within the void of the Arctic Skyark Palace. Ao Tianxing gazed down upon the hundreds of innate malevolent beings below, displaying no trace of fear. Instead, he proudly laughed and proclaimed, "Today, I, Ao Tianxing, have arrived, and you wicked creatures shall weep!"
Ao Tianxing's arrogance was so overwhelming that it instantly captured the attention of everyone present.
However, immediately following, a blood-red radiance emerged from afar, closely following behind Ao Tianxing.
Moreover, in order to prevent Ao Tianxing from outshining them, the opposing party outrageously released their own aura outward, even though they were clearly deeply infiltrated into the realm of demons. It seemed as if they were desperate for the entire world to become aware of their presence.
The bright and vibrant red robe transformed into the resolute figure of the Ancestor of Martial Immortals within the void.
"The Martial Ancestor is here! May the wicked demons perish!"
Lian Cangqing sneered disdainfully, completely regarding the hundreds of demons below as mere insignificant fish. Even the terrifying presence of the Four Great Fierce Beasts seemed to hold no significance in her eyes.
At this moment, she was undoubtedly the well-deserved center of attention, causing everyone present to involuntarily turn their gaze towards her.
--and comprehended the reason behind the mysterious appearance of the woman in the crimson robe.
The atmosphere in front of the Arctic Skyark Palace suddenly became somewhat eerie and gloomy.
The demons, being so provoked and scorned, remained silent and instead turned their gaze towards the highest point of the palace behind them.
There, a woman dressed in a deep crimson blood robe was coldly overseeing everything happening in the scene, her gaze fixated on Lian Cangqing, who had come from afar.
And Lian Cangqing, too, finally discovered the presence of this incongruous figure.
The usually domineering and unruly Lian Cangqing, upon seeing the woman in the crimson robe in an instant, inexplicably felt a shiver running through their heart, giving rise to a slight sense of horror.
"You… " she stared at the figure of the woman in the crimson robe, shouting, "What kind of creature are you!"
There emanates a terrifying and uncanny aura from the woman in the crimson robe. Her presence even surpasses the arrival of the four great ferocious beasts.
Now, even Tao Wu, who arrived late, has chosen to spectate without rashly attacking the demons within Skyark Palace. Among the four great ferocious beasts, only the fierce beast named Hun Dun engages in a relentless battle with Sword King Huo Feng that seems impossible to easily halt.
Therefore, in the Arctic Skyark Palace, which should have been the front line of the battlefield, the demons and evil creatures, who were supposed to engage in a fierce and bloody clash, silently halted, with no words exchanged between them.
On the contrary, it was a person and a beast in the distant wilderness who were causing chaos, with swords and blood swirling in a dark and frenzied dance, their murderous intent and roaring engulfing everything.
But even the two parties engaged in battle cannot ignore the eerie presence of the woman in the crimson robe, and are forced to be alert and wary, unable to fully concentrate.
From the very moment of her abrupt appearance, the woman in the crimson robe, it was destined that today's events would not easily come to a close!
Even Lu Heng and the other two who were observing from afar couldn't help but feel a bit perplexed, realizing that the course of events seemed to have slipped from their grasp…
"This woman in the crimson robe… something is amiss!" Candle Dragon's voice, fixedly staring at the woman in the crimson robe, uttered a superfluous remark.
Jiu Mie, with hands folded, murmured, "Since three thousand eight hundred years ago, when the priests of the Li Tribe's Hanhai Department cleaved open the Cangwu Abyss, the malevolence lurking beneath it has not plagued mankind for over three millennia…"
Lu Heng, on the other hand, coldly observed the figure of the woman in the crimson robe, while the Requiem Seal silently hovered behind him.
A certain extremely terrifying sensation continued to boil with panic in his heart.
The figure of the woman in the crimson robe standing there before his eyes, alone, managed to evoke an indescribable sense of dread within him!
You see, he hadn't experienced such a feeling of dread for many years!
What on earth is this crimson-robed woman?
