After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 249 Horn
“So gloomy.”

This was the first sentence Tang Ling heard after he recovered from his temporary blindness.

These words seemed to open a hole, and then a large amount of sound and light came pouring in.

The sound of wind, crying, vomiting, arguing, rolling dark clouds, and unknown movements in the distance...

There were thunder and explosions, some people laughed loudly, some cried sadly...

So many voices, densely packed, absurd and bizarre...

Tang Ling even heard his own breathing.

He breathed in big gulps, like a drowning man who was rescued and got the long-desired air, sucking it in desperately and hurriedly.

"Tang Ling."

A familiar voice came to my ears.

Tang Ling couldn't tell whose voice it was, nor where it came from.

"Tang Ling!"

The voice got louder, and she came back to her senses, but the look she gave that man was still dull.

"Hmm?" She tilted her head.

Song Nan's heart was startled.

This look...

"Your spiritual consciousness has been spreading for too long. You are a little tired. Is there still spiritual consciousness spreading out there?" He said hurriedly, "Quickly retract your spiritual consciousness. Spreading it for too long and too far is not good for a cultivator's mind."

Being exposed to the outside world for a long time and being influenced by the complex and diverse information from the outside world will cause you to be eroded by that information.

is it?

She is tired.

Take back the spiritual consciousness?

Tang Ling thought about these words mechanically, and then mechanically withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

This caused her movements to be very slow in withdrawing her spiritual awareness.

Bits of spiritual consciousness returned to the body from all directions and sank into Tang Ling's body.

When the last bit of her consciousness floated back, suddenly a shrill sound pierced through her eardrums, stinging her nerves like they were being split.

“Tang Ling——!”

Then, dead silence.

After a brief silence, there was the sound from here.

Tang Ling noticed that there were a large number of people lying around her. They were people who, like her, had just escaped from the forbidden formation.

but.

There weren't those sounds.

Those voices in my consciousness just now.

There were only some groans and sounds of pain.

The rest is the silence of meditation and recuperation.

The sea breeze blew over, and the room was filled with the foul smell of rotten fish and shrimp.

Looking up, there is haze.

An endless, suffocating haze.

Swallow up all the light in the sky.

It’s really gloomy.

"I feel like something's wrong." She heard her own voice suddenly say.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Song Nan's voice became tense.

He felt that she was talking about her body.

"I don't know either." Tang Ling lowered his head, held it with his hand, closed his eyes and shook it gently.

Suddenly, a few bizarre fragments flashed by.

"I saw something." She held her head in her hands in disbelief.

"Did you see it in a fantasy?"

Fu Qingcheng and others also woke up, noticed something was wrong with Tang Ling, and surrounded him.

"Damn it, I just saw it too. These are all things from the past, used to confuse our minds!" Nangong Xun couldn't help but curse, "But then again, how long have we been in there?"

"I don't know. It's very dark inside. I can't tell day from night." Yan Liang still looked like a teenager. Wei Zhiming looked a little pale. He was the weakest among the group, but he still looked at Tang Ling with some concern.

"No." Tang Ling still covered his head and closed his eyes to recall.

"It's... weeping women and children, fleeing people, and..."

what else?
Tang Ling remembered what someone was shouting.

What are those fleeing people shouting?
A couple with red eyes came over with a little girl in their arms to express their gratitude.

The girl was rescued by Tang Ling in the forbidden area before.

"Thank you, Miss Tang. We got separated from the child as soon as we fell in. We thought..." The woman didn't continue speaking, but began to sob.

The man sighed and comforted the woman.

"Don't be sad. If you lose your spiritual power, you can practice again. But if you lose a person, you really lose everything."

Sobbing?
Is this the one here?
People came over one after another to express their gratitude. These people were the ones who had followed Tang Ling and his companions in the forbidden area.

Some people promised to repay Tang Ling, some people were so grateful that they almost knelt down, and some people were silent and just bowed deeply to the few people...

There were also people who did not follow Tang Ling's team, but were able to escape because of Tang Ling's breaking of the formation. After learning the truth, they came over to thank him, and more of them looked at him curiously.

Lu Hai also came over. He came out following the broken formation.

"You saved my life again." He touched his nose and smiled, "I can't repay this favor."

It was the first time that Tang Ling encountered so many people’s grateful gazes.

Strangely, she was very calm.

It’s like it doesn’t matter whether these people like me or not, or even hate me or not.

What matters?

The girl gave Tang Ling a flower.

The petals are bright red like blood.

"Kapok?" Tang Ling took the flower, feeling a little doubtful.

"Why is there kapok here?"

It's freezing cold.

"When we were at war, the people would give us flowers like this." Nangong Xun said

fight?

"It came with the wind." The girl's voice interrupted.

Are there flowers in the wind?
Why was all she smelled was the endless stench of decay?

"Each soul, like these flowers that carry my grandfather's hard work and love, flies to the underworld one by one, carrying the thoughts and blessings of the human world. So there must be light and beauty there, and my grandfather must be very happy there."

Somehow, Tang Ling thought of a very distant memory.

Many memories with the same elements are mixed together, and suddenly a picture flashes by.

In a flash, Tang Ling suddenly remembered what the people fleeing in his consciousness were shouting just now.

They fled in panic, shouting in fear - the demons are invading!

It's a demon!
Tang Ling raised his head suddenly.

It was not until this moment that she finally woke up.

"Quick! Go back quickly!"

She stood up hastily.

***
The news did come on the sea breeze.

An early fisherman went fishing at sea and caught a dead body.

The corpse had been swollen and half of its body had been cut off. The remaining part of the body was dragging a long tail with barbs and spikes on it, and even had half-rotted eyeballs that were staring straight at the fisherman with bloodshot eyes.

In fact, ordinary people who have the courage to live here are not timid at all, but they were still shocked when they suddenly saw such a corpse.

The fisherman squatted on the ground and after a while, he immediately informed the ghost cultivator guarding the border.

The ghost cultivator then reported the situation to the higher-ups of the ghost clan here.

As soon as the report was submitted to the higher authorities, news came in from outside.

A sound transmission note from overseas was stained with blood, and the voice of the person transmitting it was fragmented, but he was trying his best to call for help.

"The demons are invading, please come to Qingyun Continent for support!"

Overnight, the news of the demon invasion spread throughout the world.

The clarion call of war has sounded.