Chapter 268 : You Rock, Highgod! 18 (1/2)

This disaster was on a scale unseen since the Desolate Era.

As though he had been possessed by a god of death, Dong Jing was killing immortals left, right, and centre.

Additionally, the most powerful of their number, Ancient God Zi Huan, was unable to even use his divine power—let alone stop any of the chaos erupting around them.

Although Cang Lan was strong enough to help, he had too many people to protect and was unable to fight to his fullest potential. Not to mention the bunch of devil beasts eyeing them covetously from the side, ready to pounce at a moment’s notice.

There was simply no way to win this fight.

In the end, the immortals were forced to retreat to Mt. Kongwu.

The destruction Shi Sheng caused had spread to the point where the ground holding the Heavenly Realm up gave way completely. And since it was situated above the Mortal Realm…

The weather turned irascible as disaster after disaster struck down from the heavens, causing utter chaos in the Mortal Realm.

The new era Shi Sheng spoke of was unavoidable.

……

Mt. Kongwu.

Yue Yao had already washed up and taken some healing pills, but her face was still pale. She had most likely been scared witless by the devil beasts.

“Master…” Yue Yao looked at Zi Huan pitifully, “It feels like there’s something crawling around inside my body… It’s really uncomfortable.”

Zi Huan knew exactly what she was talking about—he was experiencing the same thing, after all.

“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way.” Zi Huan rubbed Yue Yao’s head.

“Master…” Yue Yao’s eyes misted over, making her look even more delicate and pitiable than before.

Zi Huan rubbed Yue Yao’s head somewhat absentmindedly before his hand slid down unconsciously, brushing past her cheek, a foreign emotion taking root in his eyes.

Yue Yao’s mind initially blanked out, but her heart soon began to race as wild thoughts flew through her head.

But Yue Yao shot them down immediately. ‘He’s my Master! How can I think about him that way? There’s probably no one worthy of Master…’

“Master?” Yue Yao’s face was pink as she called out to him in a soft voice.

Zi Huan snapped back to his senses and his eyes shifted away from Yue Yao. “Have a good rest. I’ll think of something.”

“En,” Yue Yao nodded obediently.

Zi Huan nodded before turning to walk out the door, where he encountered Cang Lan. There was an indescribable tension in the air, but neither of them saw fit to break the silence.

Only when Yue Yao cleared her throat did Cang Lan brush past Zi Huan to enter the room.

……

Meanwhile, the immortals cooped up on Mt. Kongwu were at their wits’ end.

The Heavenly Realm had been destroyed. And although Shi Sheng had vanished somewhere, Dong Jing had brought his forces from The Great Desert to begin his conquest.

And to add to that, their one and only Ancient God was currently unable to use his divine power because of Shi Sheng’s plotting. As such, the immortals were engaged in lengthy discussion in the hope of finding a way to cure Zi Huan. After all, they would only have a chance to turn things around if he could regain his strength.

“We’ve already tried so many methods, but those things seem to have melded into his flesh and bone! There’s just no way to force them out!”

“Ancient God Zi Huan, do you feel anything besides the itch?” The Jade Emperor asked Zi Huan worriedly.

ZI Huan lowered his eyes. “The sensation has gotten stronger these past few days.”

“Doesn’t that mean it’s worsening?!”

“What should we do? And Qing Guan never let slip what it was…”

“Just what in the heavens…”

The immortals sank into another round of heated discussion, interspersed with the occasional curse upon Qing Guan’s eighteen generations of ancestors.

“Er… I think I know what they might be. But… I don’t know if I should bring it up.” A minor immortal at the side raised his hand and spoke up somewhat timidly.

The crowd fell silent as all eyes turned to the minor immortal. The Jade Emperor snapped in a low growl, “We are in a state of emergency! Just spill whatever you know so we can all consider our options!”

The minor immortal wiped cold sweat off his brow before continuing in a small voice, “I once read about a type of insect that causes symptoms similar to the ones Ancient God Zi Huan described.”