Lord Shenxiu-Chapter 507 Migration (1000 Plus)

"The result of the sacrificial rite... resulted in the disappearance of the Black Fog..."

"Did the old emperor essentially... destroy his own Great Wall?"

In the firmament, a streak of escape light shot out, within which was the contemplative figure of Zhong Shenxiu.

After obtaining sufficient benefits from the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect, he immediately left without looking back.

After all, to him, aside from the Cultivation Techniques worth referencing, all other treasures were merely external possessions not worth the risk—Changluo was too close, and True Monarch Zhang and the Immortal who had cast off their physical form could return to kill him at any moment!

Now, he was rushing toward the Fufeng Protectorate.

"Now that the Black Fog has vanished... the borders have become extraordinarily dangerous. I must take the Su Family and any subordinates who wish to leave... Otherwise, they are almost certain to encounter disaster."

"The Western kingdoms... I am quite interested indeed."

Zhong Shenxiu silently pondered to himself.

By intervening this time, Young Master Shen Xiu had definitely made it onto the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect’s list of targets to be killed.

If the supreme battle force of this sect hadn’t suffered serious losses in the battle at Changluo, it would be difficult for Young Master Shen Xiu to survive the ensuing days.

And Su Daoshi’s identity could also come under suspicion.

After all, there might still be witnesses to the events that had taken place earlier in the sect, or perhaps records naturally created by the great formation, or even traces left in the world itself.

Never underestimate an Immortal!

"Originally, I wanted to just grab what I could and flee into the East Sea, where the vast world would allow me to wander freely... or to hide away until I had cultivated into an immortal before coming out again."

"But now it seems, perhaps heading west might also be a good choice?"

Zhong Shenxiu quelled his escape light and saw the Fufeng Protectorate within sight.

Looking down at the buildings and fields on the ground below... his expression suddenly became complex.

...

In the lands of the Quanrong Clan.

Er Ha was leading Huang Xie and a small convoy, within which were Quanrong women and children, migrating toward the Fufeng Protectorate.

"How could the Black Fog have dissipated without any apparent reason?"

Huang Xie squatted at the front of the wagon, drawing on a dry pipe, tapping the bronze pipe pot against the shaft, his eyes full of confusion.

Ever since the disappearance of the Black Fog, the Quanrong Clan had discovered a terrifying situation.

Since they had been granted a fief on the edge of the Black Fog, the disappearance of the Black Fog meant they were the first to come in contact with the outside world.

And soon enough, explorers and conquerors arrived from the side of the Black Fog.

It was only at this time that the Quanrong Clan received shocking news—the limitations of the Black Fog to the west had been dissolving all along!

Only the border of the Black Fog in the Yan Han Empire had remained mostly unchanged for a thousand years.

Following a period of conflicts, annexations, and schemes, the Western kingdoms had consolidated into several kingdoms and a vast empire, all of which were now vigorously expanding eastward!

"We can’t fight this war!"

Huang Xie exhaled a ring of smoke and said, "Others have been expanding east all this time, while we were strictly confined by the Black Fog. And then suddenly losing our barrier, we realized that their national borders had almost reached our doorstep..."

"Woof..." Er Ha howled as a matter of habit, indicating agreement, before suddenly asking, "So Uncle, are we just going to run away like this?"

"If we don’t run, what else can we do?"

Huang Xie glared at this fool of a nephew, feeling that even though the latter had ascended to Divine Powers, he was still a fool!

"You’ve seen those explorers too; although they are somewhat similar to the Yan Han people, they are bloodthirsty and savage... and they use living people as sacrifices! We absolutely can’t tolerate this... Our only option is to go to the Protector Mansion, join forces with the Grand Protector, and hope to wait for the Court Heavenly Soldiers to arrive."

Just at that moment, all the fur on Er Ha’s head stood up.

It widened its dog eyes, watching the rear with vigilance, only to see countless plumes of dust.

Within the dust were powerful black figures running and attacking.

They stood upright, their bodies covered in black or brown coarse fur, their heads somewhat similar to those of the Quanrong, but even more ferocious and brutal.

"Werewolves!"

Er Ha barked out loud, invisible ripples gathered and expanded continuously toward the rear.

Countless ordinary werewolves just ran until they fainted and fell to the ground, also tripping over a large number of their companions.

——Soul Shattering Divine Skill!

"Haha, I, Er Ha, am also a mighty dog with Divine Skills!"

Er Ha was about to praise himself further when he suddenly saw three black rays of light ascending directly from the distance.

Terrible pressure overflowed, causing it to sense intense danger.

"Enemy!"

"Enemies on par with Divine Power Practitioners, and there are as many as three of them!"

Er Ha’s thoughts raced, then suddenly let out a loud howl, stepping forward: "Friendlies, it’s a misunderstanding... look, we’re werewolves too!"

It had the head of a Husky, with eyes showing sincere colors!

But that expression looked exactly like an Er Ha that had snuck into a pack of wolves!

"To hell with friendlies!"

One of the werewolves suddenly spoke, speaking in the ancient Quanrong language. Though somewhat old-fashioned and awkward, it was still understandable: "You descendants have completely lost the face of our fearsome demonic wolf ancestors. You have already lost your noble faith and have been domesticated into dogs by the Yan Han people!"

"Woof!"

Er Ha opened his mouth wide in shock, his face filled with panic as if his secret had been seen through: "How did you know?"

On the ground, Huang Xie covered his face in embarrassment.

"Kill!"

"Slaughter these betrayers!"

"With their flesh and spirits, please the fearsome demonic wolf!"

Three werewolves, comparable to Divine Power Practitioners, surrounded Er Ha, and issued orders to the elite werewolves below.

"The Quanrong are loyal allies of the Yan Han!"

Huang Xie held a spear aloft, shouting: "Form the carriages into a barricade, prepare for battle!"

Despite this, his heart was filled with panic.

Because he knew that this group of young and old would definitely not be able to defeat the fierce and vicious werewolves, and they were likely to be completely wiped out.

But a belief was supporting him, roaring out: "The Quanrong will never be slaves!"

In their view, once one believes in a certain entity, it is enslavement of the spirit!

Often more pathetic than physical slavery, for it is bondage placed by one’s own hands!

"Kill! Slay them all, they are not fit to be slaves!"

Within the werewolf crowd, a strong individual with dark fur let out a roar.

The next moment, a flash of light, and its massive head fell straight off.

"Er Ha... to think after so many years, you’ve also acquired Divine Skills."

Zhong Shenxiu appeared, waving his sleeves and instantly took those three werewolves into custody, smiling lightly.

"You are... Su... no... My lord!"

Er Ha, sensing the pressure from Zhong Shenxiu, immediately came forward ingratiatingly, sticking out his tongue: "My lord... the Black Fog is dissipating, and the Fufeng Protectorate will be in chaos... Please save my clansmen."

"Rest assured!"

Zhong Shenxiu pulled out the Wuji Pearl, smiling: "I have a Grotto Heaven treasure here, which I can lend to you all for temporary shelter!"

Having said that, he directly opened the door to the Grotto Heaven and swallowed up the Quanrong on the ground.

This was his original plan.

Otherwise, how much time and effort would it take to relocate the mostly mortal Su Clan and Er Ha’s subordinates?

Packing them into a single pearl, which could be carried around, was truly convenient!

The inside of the Wuji Pearl formed a Grotto Heaven of its own; although it lacked the changes of the sun, moon, and stars, as long as there were sufficient living supplies, staying for hundreds or even thousands of years would not be an issue at all.

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