"In the end, it's because of me that Xue Di can't even return home." Looking at the seemingly endless rift of the Abyss passage that stretched on without a visible bottom, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sigh.
If she hadn't touched the seal of the Ancient Black Phoenix back then, none of this would likely have happened so soon.
In the original Peerless Tang Sect story, the Abyss had peacefully existed for another ten thousand years.
"Let's seal the passage first!"
Ning Rongrong held the Heart of the Sea God in her left hand and the Sea God's Trident in her right.
"With these two divine artifacts, sealing the passage again for two years should still be possible."
The Mother of Crimson was a half-step god-king. In the original story, there were also a few children who didn't appear much and were later sacrificed.
Mm, the Abyss Holy Lord's siblings—roughly at god level as well.
"Tai Chi."
Ning Rongrong exhaled a breath of turbid air. A profound aura surged from her body.
In an instant, her figure became ethereal and indistinct.
The patterns of the Eight Trigrams rapidly condensed, covering the sky above the Far North.
"What is that?"
The Title Douluo in Tian Shui City stared at the enormous Eight Trigrams array pattern slowly rotating.
The pressure emanating from the array was so overwhelming that even Limit Douluo felt a faint sense of dread.
"Rongrong's domain… She just entered the Abyss rift in Wind and Snow Valley. She's probably planning to do something there, right?"
Ning Fengzhi's brows were tightly furrowed, and a sigh escaped his heart.
Dozens of Title Douluo gathered here, watching a girl who looked barely in her twenties fight. It really felt like a bunch of old dogs living in vain.
"Sect Master Ning, should we go over and take a look?" The one speaking was Qian Daoliu.
Ning Rongrong was Ning Fengzhi's daughter, and she had caused such a massive disturbance. Most importantly, none of them could offer any help. It just felt… off.
"Let's not go yet." Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "Senior Qian Daoliu, I'm not trying to undermine myself, but without god-level strength, going there would just be throwing our lives away."
"By the way, Rongrong left a message earlier and asked me to pass it on to you all."
"A message?"
Everyone present exchanged glances, their gazes converging on Ning Fengzhi.
"It's probably information she obtained from the Abyss Holy Lord's side." Ning Fengzhi sighed. "For some unknown reason, the Divine Realm is temporarily unable to interfere with mortal affairs—and may not even be aware of what's happening here."
"Are you certain?"
Qian Daoliu was slightly stunned, then quickly followed up.
"Probably. I didn't have time to ask more. If Senior Qian Daoliu wants more accurate information, you can ask Rongrong directly when she returns. She likely knows more about your plans than I do."
Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment and nodded. "Thank you, Sect Master Ning."
Beside him, Bi Ji also gave a slight nod.
Di Tian and the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena had already been inside the Dragon Valley for a very long time. Not even a ripple had come out yet. It was impossible not to worry.
Could it be that the Divine Realm's situation really was connected to her lord?
Whether it was related or not, Bi Ji did not ask further.
If the Divine Realm truly could not pay attention, then there would be even more they could do.
Suddenly, a burst of blue light drew everyone's attention.
The blue light that flew out from the Wind and Snow Valley rift paused briefly in midair before speeding toward the horizon.
Its speed was so fast that even Limit Douluo might not be able to catch up.
"What is that? It looks like a human weapon." The Nine-Lives Cat Demon stared with wide cat eyes and vaguely made out the outline within the blue light.
"It is a weapon. We've seen that weapon before." On the defensive line of Tian Shui City, it wasn't just humans present—there were also the hundred-thousand-year soul beasts and even savage beasts brought by Bi Ji.
Beside the hundred-thousand-year soul beast Nine-Lives Cat Demon, a giant ape with snow-white fur spoke up: "If I'm not mistaken, the weapon in that blue light is the Sea God's Trident—the one that could previously transform into the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd."
As a soul beast at the overlord level of the Far North, the Titan Snow Demon Ape was not comparable to Bing Di or Xue Di, but still extremely terrifying. There was no way he would be unfamiliar with the Sea God, the human who had come causing trouble twenty thousand years ago.
Moreover, with the Sea God's Trident appearing so many times recently, how could he possibly be unfamiliar?
"That's right, the Sea God's Trident." The speaker was Qian Daoliu.
Soul beasts, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Spirit Hall—the three factions gathered together gave an extremely harmonious feeling.
Soul beasts and soul bones were rare, but one still needed to be alive to enjoy them.
Even if some soul masters coveted what the soul beasts possessed, they didn't dare act recklessly at a time like this.
"Rongrong won't be in trouble, right!" Sword Douluo's tone carried worry. The Sea God's Trident had just been taken into Wind and Snow Valley by Ning Rongrong, and now not only had it flown out, but it had run off.
"Jinx." Bone Douluo shot Sword Douluo a glance, but the look in his own eyes as he gazed toward the Far North was filled with concern as well. Others might not understand the strength within the Abyss passage of the Far North, but how could the few of them not know?
Ning Rongrong had clearly told them.
The overall strength of the Abyss plane surpassed that of the Douluo Continent.
Quasi-gods, first-level gods—even half-step god-kings existed there.
While everyone was worrying about Ning Rongrong's situation, the storm raging from the mouth of Wind and Snow Valley seemed to grow even more chaotic.
At this moment, deep within the rift of Wind and Snow Valley.
"Got home-raided." Ning Rongrong clicked her tongue and glanced at the Sea God's Trident that had already flown out of Wind and Snow Valley and vanished from sight. She then placed the Heart of the Sea God into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
That useless Abyss Holy Lord hadn't even erased the connection between the Sea God's Trident and the Sea God's divine seat.
Was he trying to fish for something big, or was he just that incompetent?
But now wasn't the time to think about that.
Beside the Abyss passage, a faint figure gradually became visible.
Blood-red flowing long hair, an absolutely beautiful face, profound eyes, and demonic patterns on her cheeks. Merely standing there, she brought immense pressure to Ning Rongrong.
The Mother of Crimson—Ning Rongrong hadn't wanted to encounter this enemy the most, yet she had still run into her.
Had she been setting a flag earlier?
However, judging from the indistinct and unreal appearance of her figure, this was probably not her true body arriving directly.
"Human, you dared to kill my child. You've gone too far." The Mother of Crimson's voice carried cold detachment, yet no trace of anger could be felt—only endless cold indifference.
"Is the Abyss Holy Lord dead?" A flash of surprise passed through Ning Rongrong's eyes.
She hadn't expected to actually kill him. This Rong really was the strongest and prettiest one.
"Hmph, not yet—but close enough." The Mother of Crimson flicked her sleeve. A vast aura stirred the surrounding origin energy.
A gigantic blood-red hand tore through the void and slapped directly toward Ning Rongrong.
That boundless might was completely incomparable to the Abyss Holy Lord.
"What a pity." Ning Rongrong looked at the massive palm about to reach her, the corners of her mouth curling slightly upward. "If I had emerged from seclusion half a year ago, I really might not have had any way to deal with you."
"But I've been cultivating for two and a half years."
"Since you dared to come here, then leave this clone behind!"
Ning Rongrong swiftly formed several hand seals.
"Tai Chi: Heaven and Earth Sealing Ban."
As Ning Rongrong's words fell, the massive hand heading toward her was met with a "bang"—it was repelled by an unknown resistance.
Then, the blood-red hand trembled lightly and began to collapse. It disintegrated at a visible speed, turning into specks of light that fused into the enormous Tai Chi array pattern in the sky.
Seeing this, the Mother of Crimson was suddenly startled. An incredulous tone appeared in her voice:
"You… what have you done?"
(End of chapter)