The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

As soon as Blood Eye finished speaking, the man glanced slightly in this direction. His gaze pierced through the sea and looked directly at the ship, causing Gao Luoyang's heart to tremble and him to unconsciously hold his breath.

"Hmm, you've been noticed... Kid, getting ready to swim to Dongzhou?"

Gao Luoyang's eyes widened, as if he didn't quite understand.

Suddenly! He could feel himself being locked onto by a terrifying force.

The monks on the ship seemed to sense something and began to stir.

In the distance, a ball of dark energy was gathering in the young man's hand.

Seemingly driven by energy, the once calm sea began to churn again, and a dragon made of seawater appeared behind the man.

Just as the young man was about to make his move, suddenly, a streak of blood-red light flashed across the sky and struck the young man on the reef.

After about two or three breaths, the dragon suddenly dissipated, and the young man also turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared from the spot. The oppressive aura vanished along with it...

Chapter 42 The Surging Waves (Part 2)

Seeing the man leave, Gao Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked towards the reef with lingering fear.

"What...what's going on? Why did he attack us?"

"The ship veered off course and entered an area, which disturbed his cultivation, so he took action."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple. Did you think the reasons were complicated?"

Gao Luoyang paused slightly, then remained silent, while the blood-eyed figure continued:

"However, this order has come at just the right time. I suppose the Palace Master already knows about the Imperial Qian Sect."

"News from the Imperial Qian Sect? You mean Mu Xianxian is about to break through?"

"Yes, you might not know, but our Palace Master has a grudge against Mu Xianxian. Now that she's about to break through, the Palace Master can't sit still. There are also several others who have grudges against Mu Xianxian, and they'll all make their moves. Perhaps someone from the Eastern Continent will also try to get involved. Hehe, the 'appetizer' is about to be served..."

................

In the southern region, in an unnamed dense forest.

Trees fell, mountains crumbled, and the sky seemed to be divided into two worlds: one side was filled with swirling snow, and the other was bathed in sunshine.

Between these two worlds, two people float.

Tian Yunzi stood in the void, looking expressionlessly at the old man not far away. He glanced up at the formation in the sky, then looked away and stared intently at the person in front of him.

"Ice Venerable, you old bastard, you're still alive?"

Tian Yunzi's words were barbed, but the old man opposite him just smiled slightly.

"Hehe, thank you for your kind words. I won't die anytime soon."

"Who sent you? Ziyun Mountain? The Feng family? Or the Gao family?"

"Hehe, you'll never guess. You can just stay here peacefully for the next few days!"

The next second, the old man transformed into an ice cone and exploded, causing the temperature in the world to plummet. In that instant, the entire world turned into ice and snow.

At the same time, the token at Tianyunzi's waist flashed.

"You've run into trouble too? It looks like it was premeditated!"

The next second, Tian Yunzi's gaze sharpened, and an intense light erupted from his body...

The war begins.

Meanwhile, on a vast lake, sword energy crisscrossed, the token at the sword spirit's waist shone, and before it stood a wooden puppet, its surface engraved with countless profound inscriptions, and various spiritual energies swirling around it.

The sword spirit slashed away the puppet in front of him, and a masked person appeared not far away.

The sword spirit's eyes narrowed, and it swung its sword, the sword energy slicing through the sky, causing an arc to appear on the lake's surface.

However, the next second, that person's figure vanished like smoke and dust.

"Old Man of Divine Strategist, I don't know what benefits the Asura Palace has promised you, but I'll say this one last time: get out of my way, or I will march all the way to the Eastern Continent and destroy your lineage!"

"Hehe, I can't help it. They offered us benefits we couldn't refuse. Enough said. Let me see if your Heaven-Shattering Sword Dao can truly cleave heaven and earth as rumored!"

The old man with divine wisdom raised his hands, and countless puppets rushed out of the lake, while countless puppet beasts rushed out of the surrounding forest, covering the sky and reaching tens of thousands.

The next second, the sword spirit felt a surge of energy in its soul.

A pair of blue eyes appeared above the old man's head, followed by blue weapons made of spiritual energy that appeared around him.

"go with!"

His weapons rained down like a storm, while countless puppets lunged at the sword spirit.

The sword spirit flipped its blade, and a giant sword appeared behind him...

.............

In a dense forest in the southern region of Dayu Continent, a burst of light appeared, revealing a massive teleportation array from which two people dressed in cyan robes and wearing bamboo hats emerged.

Their gazes turned to Yu Qianzong.

Is there still time?

"There's still time. Are everything ready?"

"of course."

"Okay, are you scared?"

"Afraid? Heh, if we were afraid, we wouldn't have come. This matter concerns the future of our Ziyun Mountain. As long as we succeed, what does it matter if we die? Besides, we'll drag a legendary figure down with us. We won't lose out no matter what."

"it is good!"

Dongzhou is a series of magnificent interconnected pavilions, filled with men and women. Some are drinking and making merry, some are playing musical instruments, some are kissing passionately in public, and others are entangled with each other.

This is a human-built structure, but the people inside are indulging their desires like wild beasts.

There is no such thing as shame; everyone indulges their desires in exchange for supreme pleasure.

And this is the headquarters of the Joyful Cult.

Deep within the pavilion, inside a pink hall, a group of men and women sat together, while outside the hall, decadent music resounded.

A woman dressed in pink gauze, her clothes revealing, is lying on her side on a bench, holding a long pipe in her hand. A piece of white paper is floating in front of her, and it seems to have some information written on it.

Amidst the billowing smoke, the white paper turned to ashes, followed by a crisp sound.

"Mu Xianxian, Mu Xianxian, the last time I saw you you were just a little girl, and so many years have passed in the blink of an eye. I never imagined you were about to break through to that level. Your talent is truly enviable!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a male voice rang out from the right.

"Then, Master, we need..."

The man hesitated, while the woman in the center turned over on the sofa, lying back on the bench, and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Yes, we need to. But not to cause trouble for Mu Xianxian. Someone else will take care of that. What we need to do is take this opportunity to find out the situation in the Southern Region."

The woman paused slightly in her speech.

"The ancient formation was activated. Although it could only teleport cultivators at the peak of the Void Realm, it was still enough. Just then, the demonic path of the Yuqian Sect started a war, the ancient beast battlefield was destroyed, and Mu Xianxian broke through."

"The rule of the Yuqian Sect is bound to encounter problems to some extent. This chaos is a blessing in disguise. We must seize this opportunity to pass on our Hehuan lineage to that land!"

The woman smiled slightly, her eyes radiating a pink glow.

.......................................

The midday sky should be when the sun is at its strongest.

However, it is a place where even the scorching sun cannot reach.

This is a valley.

The valley was filled with miasma and deathly aura, with howling winds that seemed to carry the wails of unknown vengeful spirits, each sound enough to send chills down one's spine.

In this extremely yin place, towering towers stand tall.

The towers are built from piles of white bones, and crimson blood flows over them.

This is the Valley of Corpses.

And at the deepest part of Demon Corpse Valley.

Three imposing tombstones stand tall, the aura of death and vengeful spirits here even stronger than outside; one can even see tangible vengeful spirits drifting about...

Chapter 43 The Surging Waves (Part 2)

boom!

Beneath the gloomy, dark clouds, a pale bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, and the next second, blood rain began to fall from the sky above Demon Corpse Valley.

Black energy surged above the central tombstone.

"It failed, but it was expected..."

Black mist also surged from the tombstone on the left.

"Brother, our informant has sent word that the sky above the Yuqian Sect is covered in dense tribulation clouds, which means Mu Xianxian's tribulation is about to begin."

The tombstone on the right also began to react.

"Brother, this is a great opportunity! If we can add a little something to Mu Xianxian's life, the entire Yuqian Sect will be shaken when she fails her tribulation. Then we can fish in troubled waters!"

The tombstone in the middle hummed.

"The third brother's idea is not bad, but... it's unnecessary. The Asura King has a deep grudge against Mu Xianxian, and he will definitely take action. According to reliable sources, the people he called have already made their move. Blood Asura has also disappeared, and You Huan has already set foot on the land of Dayu Continent."

Upon hearing this, the tombstone on the left responded:

"Oh? You Huan, that Life and Death Soul? Speaking of which, that kid should have joined the Black Witch Pavilion, but he was snatched away by the Asura King. I remember the Asura King was grooming him as his successor. It is said that he broke through to the first level of Tribulation not long ago. This talent is indeed worthy of the Asura King's attention."

At this moment, the person under the tombstone on the left changed the subject.

"However, I remember that those ancient teleportation arrays could only transport cultivators at the peak of the Mahayana stage. How did the Asura Palace manage to get him there?"