Path to Heaven Chapter 634

"Great Sage Fruit, this sort of Ancient Desolation Fruit is only recorded in records. Our Mysterious Wind Gate definitely doesn't have such a fruit …"

"These Ancient Desolation Sacred Fruits are too rare, even rarer than spiritual medicines like the Purple Fox Flower. They can only be found but not sought after."

"Perhaps the demonic horde has already spread throughout Northern Spiritual City …"

In the morning, the three-legged Yellow Jade Cauldron was flying towards the north while sticking close to the sky. Wei Suo and the others were conversing with each other from time to time. Their expressions were unspeakably solemn and respectful.

That demonic beast in the black mist was too powerful. Fortunately, it was attracted to the Burning Heaven Furnace, otherwise, it was extremely likely that their group would directly perish in the black mist.

They were already thousands of kilometers away from the black fog and less than half a day away from the Northern Spiritual City. However, they could still see the migration of demonic beasts in their line of sight. Although it wasn't as dense as the demonic beasts in the sky and ground, the number of black dots in the sky and ground was still extremely shocking.

The Northern Spiritual City was a small city without any Aurous Core stage cultivators, its size was even smaller than Yellow Dao City and Tiancheng City by half. In fact, to the cultivators of the northern part of Tianxuan Continent, Northern Spiritual City was just like an inn to them. If the Northern Spiritual City had fallen and the ancient transportation formation was damaged, then Wei Suo and the others would not be able to reach the Cloud Spirit Continent. It was highly likely that they would be surrounded and killed by the True Martial Sect and the Mysterious Wind Sect.

Lin Taixu had already found their trail. Now, Wei Suo and the others could imagine that a large number of Black Wind Sect and Zhen Wu Sect cultivators had already arrived.

However, the worst situation did not stop there. Wei Suo and the others still could not figure it out, and there were still a few openings in the sky.

At this moment, there were probably no other cultivators that understood this.

This was because no other cultivator would be able to pass through such an area at such a shocking speed. Even if a cultivator wanted to spread the news, he would definitely not be as fast as them. In other words, the vast majority of cultivators in the northern part of the Profound Sky Continent only knew of two openings in the sky, but had no idea that there were already three openings in the sky in this area that was tens of thousands of kilometers away!

If it were just these three cracks, it was still possible to seal all of them with the strength of the Northern Ming Sect. However, if there were more cracks, then even if there were one more super sect like the Beiming Sect, it would be impossible to seal all of the cracks in a short period of time.

Because the teleportation formation in the northern part of the Profound Sky Continent had almost all been destroyed or deactivated. Even if the sacred arts of these supreme cultivators of the sects were even more shocking, it would still take a very long time to travel from one place to another.

However, the best scenario for these three gaps would require at least seven to eight days before they could be completely sealed. And in these seven to eight days, such an astonishing wave of beasts was enough to sweep through more than a dozen cities!

Furthermore, this was in the best case scenario. The longer the rift was not sealed, the stronger the demonic beasts would be in the depths of the Wilderness.

There were indeed a large number of high level demonic beasts in the Wasteland. Moreover, there were many powerful demonic beasts in the depths of the Wasteland that had probably never appeared in front of cultivators ever since their existence in the Skies.

With the green-robed old man's experience, he had never even heard of that shocking demonic beast within the black mist.

If the collapse of the sky had already begun, then the situation today would be exactly as Wei Suo had thought before. There was no need to wait for the sky to completely collapse, as long as more than a dozen holes were to be continuously broken through, the cultivators in the northern part of the Profound Sky Continent would not be able to block them.

Not to mention the entire Profound Sky Continent, at least the entire northern part of the Profound Sky Continent would have already fallen into complete chaos.

Furthermore, it would be extremely difficult to escape from the northern part of the Profound Sky Continent to the Cloud Spirit Continent through the Endless Wilderness.

Because as long as there was a rift in the sky and the demon beasts could pass through, the inside of the sky would truly be like a magical garden in the Green City's Ruins. There were cultivators everywhere, and spiritual medicines everywhere. At that time, the density of the demonic beasts outside the northern skies of the Profound Sky Continent would definitely not be something that could be compared to.

At this moment, the three-legged Yellow Jade Cauldron had already been handed to Imperial Censor Shui Ling'er. They were rushing towards the Northern Spirit City as soon as possible.

… ….

As time passed, the distance between the three-legged Yellow Jade Cauldron and the Northern Spiritual City grew closer and closer.

Outside the Northern Spirit City, it was a scene that the vast majority of cultivators had never seen before.

In the wilderness several dozen miles outside of Northern Spirit City, there were scattered demon beasts' and cultivators' limbs. There were potholes all over the place, and there were traces of spells and magic treasures exploding.

This area seemed to be a huge battlefield, and it was extremely tragic.

However, at this moment, there were no living demon beasts in this area.

Several dozen kilometers away, there were at least several thousand beams of light surging in all directions. From time to time, earthshaking explosions and impact sounds would erupt.

From the looks of the situation, it seemed that the Northern Spiritual City had already engaged in an intense battle with the demon beasts, completely blocking their invasion. The demon beasts that would attack in the future would all be stopped several dozen miles away.

However, there were at least a few hundred cultivators running around in the peaceful area outside the Northern Spirit City.

Some of these hundreds of cultivators were carving talisman markings on the ground, inlaid with crystals, and laying down formations and restrictions. There were some cultivators who dug deep pits and buried some magic tools that seemed to be preventing the demonic beasts from entering from the ground.

Some cultivators, on the other hand, continued to stimulate their magic techniques and talismans, forming small pools of mud and ice, as well as a burning bonfire that soared into the sky.

One of them, a green-robed, scar-faced cultivator, seemed to be the leader, but he was unceasingly shooting at a fist-sized, crimson-red crystal ball magic tool.

The surface of this fist-sized scarlet crystal ball was extremely brilliant, giving off quite a few fiendish aura. As he extended his hand, it actually flew up and floated in the air, before remaining motionless.

Right now, all of these cultivators had expressions as if they were about to face a great enemy and a great calamity was about to befall them.

Outside the city walls of the Northern Spirit City, there were at least a hundred cultivators busily rushing about. These cultivators were split up under the command of a white-browed old man wearing an ash-grey robe and a skinny middle-aged cultivator wearing a yellow robe.

They saw that outside of the originally not so tall, weedy, ordinary stone city walls, under the spells of these cultivators, another large half of the city wall had already appeared.

The thickness of the city walls in this big half of the circle was over two hundred feet, which was seven or eight times the height of the city walls, which were originally only used to separate the city from the city.

Among these over a hundred cultivators, many of them were using earth type techniques or earth type talismans without stopping, giving off the feeling that there was some sort of use. They constantly formed mounds of earth, stone walls, stone pillars, and other things, forming the shape of the outer city walls. More and more cultivators flew out from the Northern Spirit City. What these cultivators brought out was actually all kinds of melted gold and iron juice.

These cultivators directly poured the essence of the liquid metal into the rudiment of the city wall, then continued to fly it back to the city, where they continued to carry it out. There were quite a few cultivators outside. At the same time, some of the more resilient carapaces and other items from the demonic beasts were thrown inside, causing the city walls to become even more sturdy.

At this moment, there were a large number of cultivators gathered in the Northern Spirit City. All of them were mobilized.

Aside from the fact that almost all of the furnace rooms in the city were refining pure gold, some stores had already piled up many magic talismans, magic tools, and refining materials, giving them to cultivators for free.

There were many places in the city that had been constructed like huge catapults, and a large amount of thunderous flint and other objects were placed behind them.

A white-browed elder in an ash-colored robe and a skinny middle-aged Daoist Priest in a yellow robe stood around the building of the Northern Spiritual City. It did not look orderly, but it was extremely sturdy. From time to time, cultivators would fly to their sides and then quickly rush into the city, as if passing down orders on their behalf.

At this moment, the white-browed elder and the skinny middle-aged Spirit Master's faces were calm, but their eyelids were twitching from time to time. It was obvious that they were extremely nervous and shocked.

"Fellow Tian Mo, luckily you and Fellow An Yuan are here. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the demonic beasts would have already charged into the city. The Northern Spirit City is in complete chaos, and countless cultivators have died here." Looking at the countless rays of light that bloomed like fireworks several dozen li away, the white-browed elder softly sighed to the thin, middle-aged Daoist Priest.

"Look at this number of beasts, they cover the sky and the earth. However, their numbers are not that dense. They must be coming from a crack in the sky somewhere. There must be a horde of beasts thousands of miles out in the sky. It's as if the Northern Spiritual City has fallen into the heart of a huge storm. Ordinary cultivators would definitely not be able to escape from the Northern Spiritual City. The skinny middle-aged Spirit Master slightly nodded. His voice rolled out like thunder and could be heard all around the city. Furthermore, even if the sky was blocked off at the mouth of the slope, without any demonic beasts, it would still last for at least a few hours. Only if everyone worked together, would they be able to defend the Northern Spiritual City. As long as we guard the Northern Spiritual City and kill the demon beasts, everyone will be able to obtain countless benefits.

"Protect the Northern Spiritual City and kill all these Demonic Beasts. Distribute these Demonic Beasts!" Just as the skinny, middle-aged Daoist Priest finished speaking, countless cultivators outside of the Northern Spirit City suddenly shouted.

Normally, it was impossible to get ordinary cultivators and demon beasts to fight for their lives. However, once they thought about how many demon beasts they would be able to kill, and how many they would be able to get when the time came, this astonishing reward would be enough to turn the majority of the cultivators into desperate disciples.

"Dao Friend Tianmo, you are indeed someone who has experienced two beast hordes. If Northern Spiritual City was able to survive, it was all thanks to you and Dao Friend An Yuan. However, today, you killed two of those cultivators in public. Hearing the loud shout from outside the city, the white-browed elder's heart grew even more respectful to the thin, middle-aged Spirit Master, but at the same time, he could not help but worry as he spoke.

"There's nothing left to worry about." The skinny middle-aged Daoist looked at the white-browed old man and bitterly smiled. "We'll talk about it after we survive in this beast horde."

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