211: Chapter 211 Yin Sha Spreads, Sect Desolate

It was unclear how much time had passed.

It had been so long that Hu Jiuying, waiting under the veranda, was even starting to feel sleepy.

She curled her body into a small ball, using her three fluffy tails stacked over her head as a blanket.

Her nose was buried deep into the fur of her tails, and she soon drifted off to sleep.

Her ears twitched gently from time to time.

Creak.

The door was suddenly pulled open.

The warm yellow light from the Pill Furnace inside spilled out, landing on her fluffy fox fur.

Hu Jiuying woke up with a start.

She shook her head, shaking off the sleepiness, and lifted her head with her ears perked up.

Mo Zixing was leaning against the doorframe.

His robes were neat, his aura composed and heavy.

He actually looked even more refreshed than before he went in.

"Big busybody, finally done with your work?"

She flicked her tail, stood up slowly, and shook off the dust that had settled on her.

Her tone was clearly sulky.

"Finished."

Mo Zixing stretched, his muscles and bones making a few soft cracking sounds.

He glanced back into the Alchemy Room.

Su Li was lying at the head of the bed, looking like she was in a deep sleep.

Liu Qingyan was leaning against the foot of the bed, also having fallen into a deep sleep.

With both of them asleep, the competitive stance they had earlier was gone.

They looked much more composed.

He opened the system panel for the two women in his mind and checked their cultivation Realm.

Liu Qingyan had just broken through to the 1st Layer of the Golden Core.

With the lingering resonance of the Law from his Juling Realm spiritual energy, she had now successfully reached the 2nd Layer of the Golden Core.

Su Li had previously been stuck at the 8th Layer of Crystallization, and this influx of spiritual energy had helped her break through the obstacle.

She had now reached the 9th Layer of Crystallization, just one step away from breaking through to the Golden Core.

As for himself.

His own cultivation, having just broken through to the 1st Layer of Spirit Gathering Stage, had also increased, and he had already touched upon the 2nd Layer of the Spirit Gathering Stage Realm.

It was indeed quite good.

Seeing him stay silent for a long time, just staring at the two women in the room, Hu Jiuying swept the tip of her tail forcefully against the ground:

"Where do you plan to go next?"

"I need to return to the Mingyu Sect first."

Mo Zixing withdrew his gaze, bent down to pick up the little Sky Fox from the ground, and placed her back on his shoulder:

"The disturbance at Yin Mountain this time is a major matter; I must at least return and make arrangements."

He had been concerned about the movement of the yin sha energy outside.

Because of this, he didn't linger in the Storage Pouch any longer.

With a thought from Mo Zixing.

He left the Storage Pouch directly with Hu Jiuying.

Just after emerging from the space.

A strange chill, mixed with a thick, rotting stench, rushed toward them.

The yin sha energy here seemed to have thickened by more than several times compared to before he entered the space.

Mo Zixing's expression darkened.

He quickly erected a pale golden spiritual energy barrier, firmly protecting the person and the fox inside.

Outside the barrier.

The yin sha energy, like black mist, churned like a tide and had condensed to a point visible to the naked eye.

The power of the yin sha brushed against the outer wall of the barrier, actually emitting a sizzling, corrosive sound.

"The yin sha energy here was clearly only at a level where one could just feel it a few days ago."

Hu Jiuying clung to his shoulder, her small nose twitching incessantly, her pointed fox ears standing straight up:

"How has it now condensed to such a visible degree?"

Her Sky Fox clan had lived in the area near Yin Mountain for generations.

In her memory, the yin sha energy had indeed always been spreading outward from the depths of Yin Mountain.

But this was the first time she had seen the yin sha spreading so quickly.

It was as if something in the depths had awakened and was pushing the black energy to gush out desperately.

"In just a day or two, it has spread so severely."

Mo Zixing's expression was also somewhat grave.

He looked up toward the direction of Yin Mountain.

It had long been obscured by thick black mist, and even the outlines of the mountains could no longer be seen.

He still had an impression of the scene before entering the Storage Pouch.

Just after he broke through to the Juling Realm, the spread of the yin sha had clearly accelerated.

Was this a coincidence?

Or was there some connection between the two?

However, this was clearly not the time to delve into it; Mo Zixing suppressed the doubts in his heart and said:

"Let's go, return to the Sect first."

He did not delay any longer.

He activated his Movement Technique, transforming into a black afterimage, and sped toward the Mingyu Sect with Hu Jiuying.

On the way back.

The aura of the yin sha did not seem to show any signs of weakening.

Beside the path that used to be beautiful and lush, the leaves of the plants had all turned black and withered, crumbling into powder with the wind.

Occasionally, the corpses of low-level Yao Beasts lay by the roadside in the forest, their flesh turned black and rotten from the erosion of the yin sha.

Mo Zixing's expression grew increasingly grim.

In just a day or two, the yin sha had spread at least a hundred miles.

If this continued, the fall of the entire Yongning Province seemed to be only a matter of time.

With the blessing of his Juling Realm cultivation.

Mo Zixing's speed of movement was quite fast.

Not long after.

The outline of the Mingyu Sect's mountain gate appeared in his field of vision.

But the closer he got, the heavier his sense of unease became.

The mountain gate, where Disciples usually came and went, looked desolate at this moment.

The main gate of the mountain was wide open, and not even a shadow of a guarding Disciple could be seen.

On the stone steps in front of the mountain gate, a broken Storage Pouch lay scattered.

Beside it were a few drops of dried, dark brown blood, winding and extending all the way into the depths of the Sect.

Something was wrong.

Something was very, very wrong.

Mo Zixing did not stop, his figure flashed, and he dashed directly into the mountain gate, heading straight toward Qingdan Peak.

Qingdan Peak remained dead silent.

The hustle and bustle of Alchemy that used to be there had vanished without a trace.

The halls along the way all had their doors wide open, tables and chairs were overturned, and Magical Artifacts were scattered all over the ground.

It was as if someone had evacuated in a hurry, or perhaps they had encountered an attack from something.

He did not slow down and quickly landed in front of the Sleeping Quarters of Qingdan Peak.

In the past, there were always two female Disciples guarding the entrance of the hall, waiting to be summoned.

But at this moment, the front of the hall was empty, and even the lamps under the veranda were extinguished.

The entire Sleeping Quarters seemed to have become a dead, empty house.

Mo Zixing frowned tightly, spreading his Divine Sense to scan the entire Qingdan Peak.

In the next second, he slightly furrowed his brows.

In the main hall of Qingdan Peak, there seemed to be a trace of a faint aura remaining.