Chapter 1185: Vengeful Spirits (1/2)

Humm.

A tiny disturbance undulated from Chi Wuxia’s body and rebuffed the fire origin prime’s blow. Dressed in a black silk dress, the Nirvana princess walked out of the chaos.

“Mother.” Thick sorrow brimmed in Chi Wuxia’s eyes. He still couldn’t move, but breaking through was the furthest thing from his grief-stricken mind.

“Silly child, continue doing what you should be doing.” The princess stroked Chi Wuxia’s hair that had turned the purest of black. “How could I possibly bear to let your father die? I surreptitiously lit a soul lamp for him when we met, he just has no idea about it.”

She smiled as Chi Wuxia’s eyes lit up. Turning away from her son, she drew herself up straight and looked at the fire origin prime.

“Kakakaka—” he cackled weirdly while looking back at the Nirvana princess. A blood-red tongue darted out of his gash of a mouth and licked his ear.

Frowning ferociously, something suddenly occurred to the Nirvana princess and she hastily scanned her surroundings. Apart from the eight primes, the remaining sovereigns of the nine sacred lands were also undergoing a similar metamorphosis.

Their faces turned into ghostly faces that laughed and cried at the same time. Black fur sprouted over their bodies and baleful black flames ignited between the tufts of fur. Ghostly faces the size of a palm swam in and out of the fire.

The phenomenon jumped from the heavyweights of the sacred lands to the closest sacred land cultivators like a virus. As the infection ran through the assembled, their resistance against the sacred slowly ceased with ominous foreboding.

The chill of horror wrapped around the Nirvana princess.

“Everyone, back to the palaces! Don’t entangle yourself with those things! Those of the nine sacred lands have been possessed by the demons in the tribulation!” She shrilled and flourished her sleeve, rolling up Chi Wuxia and vanishing from the premises as a streak of black light.

Her command sent general panic through the scene. Everyone ceased fighting and fled back to their respective palace while uncanny laughter crescendoed in the pure black chaos.

Everyone knew that there were demons and unholy things in the chaos tribulations. Whenever one descended, the six palaces, nine sacred lands, and various factions of the chaos would send out their experts to bring back mortal beings for protection.

Some wandering cultivators would also seek out larger factions and ask for shelter.

Apart from the dreadful black electricity in a chaos tribulation, demonic entities shifting between the real and intangible were also a key component.

They roved through the darkened chaos, searching for life to kill and devour. They didn’t number that many, so it wasn’t a common occurrence to run into them in the boundless chaos. But once someone bumped into these demons that seemed infinitely close to akasha ghosts, extermination was the only possible outcome.

Even sovereigns perished when faced with them.

Now, however, they were everywhere and fully attached to the sacred land cultivators, indistinguishable from the chaos creatures as a brand new monster.

Sacred palace morale immediately plunged to a low.

Instead of immediately advancing in an offensive, the horrendous creatures simply surrounded the six palaces and cackled with unearthly sounds. None of the monarchs were present at the palaces and only the Nirvana princess had returned out of all of the sacred princes and princesses. There was no leader among the six palaces at all.

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