My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 793 Transfer
Thirty miles away from Mingling Island, not far below the Wufang Cloud Terrace, the air was shrouded in mist.

The mist floats silently, hidden within the fog.

His figure was both real and illusory, like a fragmented projection, as if in another void.

As he watched the distant cloud platform crumble and various tents, houses, and debris fall from it, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

A month ago, after making arrangements for her siblings, Wu Neng'er returned to the vicinity of Mingling Island.

He had been quietly preparing, just waiting for the demons to attack so he could give them a good beating.

"Without the protection of that cloud, the human and the demon will inevitably be corrupted by the bewildering energy."

"The ethereal energy is a gift from the Holy Venerable, a great tonic for us, but a deadly poison for these extraterrestrial demons."

"Once you get infected, you'll be lucky to escape with your life!" He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He chuckled twice, then coughed violently, and blue drops of blood even began to seep from the pores of his cheeks.

"The demon is truly ferocious." A hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

The Five Directions Flags were controlled by the Dao Lord. He used his innate ability to conceal the sun to pull the Five Directions Flags into a dreamlike state, essentially snatching the magic weapon from the Dao Lord's hands.
Even though his grandmother kept him on Mingling Island, consuming most of his energy, he was still seriously injured.

Glaring fiercely at the distant cloud platform, Wu Neng'er looked towards Mingling Island, unable to suppress a sorrowful expression.

He could sense the subtle aura permeating Mingling Island; it was Grandma's innate supernatural power, the Mirage Realm Technique. Once activated, it would simultaneously pull both friend and foe into the Mirage Realm. Unless one side died, neither could escape.

This supernatural power is formidable, but it's also a life-or-death gamble. And this time, the attacking demon is so powerful, Grandma…

"I only regret that my methods are not enough, and I can only ambush these small fry left to guard the perimeter!" Wu Neng'er clenched her fists tightly.

He gritted his teeth and activated his supernatural power again, causing blood beads to seep rapidly from his skin pores, soaking his emerald green clothes with blue blood.

His illusory figure grew increasingly blurry, as if falling into a deeper void.

As he exerted his strength, the Five-Sided Cloud Platform in the distance dissipated even more rapidly.

The stone foundation of a massive palace emerges from beneath the Five-Sided Cloud Platform. Some have even fallen off the platform and plunged into the endless sea below.

"Without the protection of that banner, even if you manage to seize Mingling Island, you will eventually be consumed by the bewitching energy and die!"

Wu Neng'er snorted coldly, and with a flash, she completely disappeared into the void.

……

Just as Wu Neng'er disappeared.

A thin line emitting red light plunged into the cloud.

Amidst the flashes of light, a palm-sized, feather-like crimson flying sword was revealed.

As if searching for something, the flying sword kept probing left and right.

A flash of golden light, and Chen Mu appeared.

"Ran?!"

"Damn it!"

He cursed under his breath, his face turning ugly.

Ever since the Five Banners were shattered and disappeared, he has been using his supernatural ability to listen to the enemy.

But the other party was too well hidden, and they only sensed a slight unusual aura just now.

But by the time he arrived, the other party had already vanished.

Chen Mu looked up at the cloud platform, then at the flying island shrouded in mist in the distance, and took a deep breath.

"We must take measures as soon as possible."

He turned and returned to the sky above the cloud platform, activating the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Technique.

boom!
A massive, dark cloud, obscuring the sky, suddenly appeared.

He released all 100,000 vengeful spirits in an instant.

His mind sank into the Yin Spirit Embryo in the secret aperture between his eyebrows, and his second heart pounded powerfully. All nine secret apertures vibrated simultaneously, and the Heavenly Demon Body mobilized the Yin Spirit Divine Power to its fullest extent.

Take the mountain!

The 100,000 evil spirits trembled in unison, rapidly transforming from scattered black mist into an impenetrable curtain of black clouds.

The edges of the curtain curled up and quickly closed downwards, like a terrifying giant hand reaching out to grab the Five-Sided Cloud Platform.

Whoosh... The air was violently churned, the air currents raged, and strange howls echoed.

In just over ten breaths, the dilapidated Five Directions Cloud Platform was completely enveloped by dark clouds.

With a flash of golden light, Chen Mu disappeared into the dark cloud.

At this moment, the cloud platform formed by snow-white clouds has dissipated by about 70-80%.

Fortunately, the dark clouds filled the gap in the cloud platform and supported everyone on it.

Looking at the overturned soldiers of the Renzi Battalion and the Xuanyuan Hall lying diagonally on the ground, Chen Mu felt a slight sense of relief.

Xuan Yuan Palace is not only Jiang Daojun's palace, but it is also a magical artifact and part of the Haotian Treasure Record.
It contains intricate and complex magical techniques that can connect it to the upper sect of the Yellow Springs Sect.

It is precisely because of these prohibitions that the various pills and talismans in the Haotian Treasure Record can be delivered remotely.

"Moreover, the sky is vast and mysterious; what if something really happens to Lord Jiang?"

"If we can protect the Xuan Yuan Hall, at least we can try to contact the Huang Quan Sect to determine its location, so we won't get lost."

Chen Mu's mind raced, and almost instinctively began preparing for the worst-case scenario.

He then looked down again.

At this moment, the five thousand soldiers of the Renzi Camp were in complete chaos, with many of them frantically attacking in all directions.

The Five Banners disappeared, and the demonic poison invaded, causing some of the Taoist soldiers who were already corrupted by the demonic poison to develop delirium.

Chen Mu's mind split in two, and the magical power within the Dao Foundation Jade Seed vibrated.

A statue as tall as a four- or five-story building suddenly appeared in mid-air; it was the fully formed Giant Spirit God.

It was clad in scarlet armor, with shimmering golden threads, and a crimson vortex swirled on its face, resembling a strange single eye, looking down at the crowd below.

With a wave of his right hand, he unleashed the Plague Immortal Technique and the Jade Cicada Qi, causing large swaths of golden light to fall from the sky like a gentle spring rain, landing among the chaotic crowd below.

Those crazed Taoist soldiers with bloodshot eyes regained some clarity in just a few breaths, and were immediately subdued by the Taoist soldiers beside them.

The Giant Spirit God flipped his left hand again, activating the Soul-Seizing and Rejuvenating Technique, and a large amount of red mist dispersed and surged into the Renzi Camp.

Those with injuries were treated, and those without injuries were strengthened. The many Taoist soldiers, who had been filled with panic just moments before, regained their composure and spirits.

"All soldiers shall remain where they are and not move about at will."

"If anyone disobeys, kill them without mercy!" Chen Mu coldly rebuked.

Boom!

A jet-black dragon, tens of meters long, appeared in mid-air, its scarlet eyes fixed on the Dao soldiers below. Bright blue lightning flashed around its body, and it occasionally emitted muffled sounds.

The once noisy camp instantly fell silent. The chaotic camp was restored to order in a flash.

Seeing the stunned soldiers of the Renzi Battalion, Chen Musong breathed a sigh of relief.

Although most of them were only Qi Refiners at the second stage of the Yuanfu realm, five thousand Dao soldiers were no small number.
Once the camp rebels...

It will probably take some effort to kill them.

Chen Mu glanced at the Dao soldiers sitting cross-legged on the ground, obediently gathered in front of the Xuan Yuan Hall, and then focused his mind on the vicinity of the flying island in the distance.

"Go rescue them?"

The moment the thought crossed Chen Mu's mind, he immediately shook his head.

Jiang Daojun is a high-level cultivator in the True Form Realm, comparable to a Nascent Soul Qi Refiner. If he's already trapped on the flying island, going there would be suicide for me.

"Not only should we not go, we should also get away from it as soon as possible."

"Twenty miles is too close. If we get caught in the crossfire, we could be wiped out."

"So this isn't called running away, it's called preserving our strength, it's a strategic retreat!"

Chen Mu's face was full of certainty.

He left behind a Zhu Yu magic sword to roam near the flying island, and immediately activated the Tan Shan Jing to use Yin Feng Escape, dragging the Xuan Yuan Palace and the Ren Zi Camp away quickly.

He planned to stay far away and decide on his next move only when there were results on the flying island.

If Jiang Daojun successfully escapes, he will bring his men back.

If Jiang Daojun is gone, it will be easier to escape if we stay far away... no, it's more like we'll continue to move.