839 Blood Snow Fills the Sky (1/2)

Change.

In just a blink of an eye, the Hidden Dragon Continent changed.

The bright sky became dark and gloomy, and rumbling noises reverberated. Across that dark and gloomy sky, blood-red dots could be seen.

In just a wink, the weather turned into winter. The air became bitter-cold and bleak.

Lightning strikes rolled in the dark sky, grumbling and howling.

Snow fell.

From the sky, the blood snowflakes fell, gently swaying as they floated and fluttered.

It didn't happen only in this area. Every corner of the continent had changed as the great blood snow fell.

Someone stood in a daze, raising their hands to catch the blood snowflakes. That tender feeling when a snowflake landed on their palms mesmerized them.

However, when the snowflakes melted, they turned into a red-colored liquid, which had a strong smell of blood, causing the entire continent to reek of slaughter.

Many people panicked. They wondered what they had done that had provoked Heaven's anger.

Thus, they began to offer great sacrifices. They kowtowed to the sky, begging for Heaven's mercy.

Some thought that the continent's apocalypse had come. They became crazy, going here and there to take revenge, wreaking havoc.

In short, a heavy blood snow had almost destroyed the order in the entire Hidden Dragon Continent.

The weak and fearful people showed their characteristics pretty well at this moment.

Mayhem swept across the entire continent.

The powerful forces had crazily subdued the raiders. However, they couldn't do that in some areas. Chaos happened, and some had sought the busybodies to incite trouble…

In just a blink, crying and protests flooded the area.

Also, in the Hidden Dragon Royal Court...

Everybody was dumbfounded, watching the heavy snow that covered the entire continent. They had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

This heavy blood snow was a strange phenomenon from the sky. It meant a great change was coming…

Riots began to happen in the holy lands.

…

Heavenly Secret Holy Land

A figure covered in a long, white robe stood silently on the Heavenly Secret Peak. His long robe's hems were inlaid with gold, which made him look calm and traditional.

This figure had deep and profound eyes, his long hair fluttering in the wind.

The Heavenly Secret Peak was really tall with rugged, strange-shaped stones. Many of those fearful-looking stones were arranged in formations, making the place mysterious.

That figure looked at a far distance, watching the thunder clouds and the heavy blood snow in the sky.

He couldn't help but sigh.

”A Holy Saint… is gone.”

When a Holy Saint died, the earth and heaven would change. The blood snow melted into blood, and the entire sky was filled with sorrow.

When an expert had reached the pinnacle, he would become interlinked with the earth and heaven. Once he died, the earth and heaven would mourn for him, creating this strange phenomenon.

In the Hidden Dragon Continent, the Holy Saint of each holy land was a top expert, and they were connected to the Great Path of this world. That was why when a Holy Saint died, the Hidden Dragon Continent's Great Path's Principle would react by sending the fluttering blood snowflakes.

The man on the Heavenly Secret Peak had deep eyes, but his face was full of grief.

A Holy Saint died, and the earth and heaven were mourning him.

Until now, what could kill the expert at the Holy Saint level was just that distant Heaven Pass Tribulation.

The Hidden Dragon Heaven Pass had an outburst of a great, terrifying war—a war between the Hidden Dragon Continent and the intruders.

The Heavenly Star Catcher Disk was broken, and the Great Path's Principle was insufficient.

The peerless experts had interfered, tearing the Great Path, weakening it so it couldn't stop the Netherworld's experts from invading the place.

The holy lands' Holy Saints had protected the Heaven Pass for a long time. Of course, they had to put their best to protect this world, fighting bloodily until they died.

Sighing one more time, the man's eyes looked helpless.

All of a sudden, the man's eyes moved, his line of sight falling to the place under the Heavenly Secret Peak. There, he saw the resolute-faced Mo Liuji, who was climbing to the peak of the mountain.

Boom! Boom!

A thunderclap crossed the sky. It lit up the area for a moment.

Mo Liuji lifted his head and saw the figure standing on the Heavenly Sacred Peak, who was briefly illuminated by the lightning.

”Heavenly Secret Saint Sovereign...”

Mo Liuji's eyes were complicated. The Saint Sovereign, who had gone for a long time without any word of news, had returned.

However, he hadn't brought the Saintess back with him.

Granny Mo didn't survive.

With grief in his heart, Mo Liuji didn't use his power. He was like a mortal, climbing step after step toward the Heavenly Secret Peak.

It was so dangerous and difficult. However, it helped Mo Liuji's heart rest and settle a little bit.

Eventually, Mo Liuji reached the peak, standing in front of the Heavenly Secret Saint Sovereign.

The image in his vague memory had finally become clear, and the Heavenly Secret Saint Sovereign's face became more familiar in his eyes.

”Heavenly Secret Saint Sovereign… Mo Tianji, you finally gave up and came back?” said Mo Liuji in a nonchalant voice. He looked at the Heavenly Secret Saint Sovereign with an indifferent expression.

This strange but familiar face touched him. However, this man had left home for dozens of years. It had turned Mo Liuji's sentimental emotion into ice.

Mo Tianji looked at Mo Liuji, his eyes complicated. He eyed the latter, who had grown up resembling him, and sighed.