Chapter 1177: 1176 Three Great Saints Arrived, Leaving the Cangwu Abyss

Chapter 1177: Chapter 1176 Three Great Saints Arrived, Leaving the Cangwu Abyss

“Next, I won’t be following you. Stay mindful of your limits,” Xu Zimei instructed.

Chaos nodded slightly.

After parting ways with Chaos, Xu Zimei returned to the Nine Domains.

Behind him, Tyrant Shadow emanated a blackish-purple Blade Qi, which Xu Zimei carried on his back.

Currently, much of Tyrant Shadow’s Power of Vows is still missing; this will depend on Chaos to resolve.

“Let’s go and find that Abyss Elder again,” Xu Zimei said to Xie Changliu.

The two leaped down, diving towards the depths of the Cangwu Abyss.

Since the Sealing Formation was activated, the Two-Qi of the Tai Chi Diagram above had grown even more vigorous.

Moreover, the area had become increasingly disconnected from the outside world, as if it was forming a standalone space.

The figures of the two descended onto the Nameless Tombstone they had previously visited.

The Abyss Elder immediately appeared, his Eternal Ancient skull gazing at the duo. On his countless arms stood a mass of black crows and vultures.

As though these creatures were his cherished pets.

“Oh? Have you finally reconsidered?” the Abyss Elder said with a grin.

“Send us out,” Xu Zimei demanded.

“As for payment—your life, would that suffice?”

“What are you talking about?” The Abyss Elder’s eyes narrowed, his tone calm.

“My patience is limited. I don’t have time to waste on you.”

“Send us out, and I might consider sparing your life. Can you not grasp such a simple concept?” Xu Zimei questioned.

“Threatening me here in Cangwu Abyss is not a wise move,” the Abyss Elder replied.

As his voice fell, the earth began to quake. Numerous cracks spread outward beneath their feet.

The Abyss Elder’s countless arms flailed like tentacles in all directions.

A heavy, foul aura carrying concentrated death veiled the surroundings.

“Well? Have you made up your mind?”

Xu Zimei chuckled softly, snapping his fingers.

Suddenly, three bursts of overpowering Holy Power exploded from the void—the Great Saint’s Might suppressing everything.

In an instant, all the writhing tentacles were pinned down.

Bai Meng, the Seven-faced Demon General, and the Crimson Blade Bull Demon tore through the void and emerged from the Divine Continent.

For a moment, the sky turned dark as Demonic Qi surged upward, overwhelming the perceived vile aura.

The trio surrounded the Abyss Elder from four directions, their gazes predatory.

“Can you repeat the words you just spoke?” Xu Zimei asked with a light smile.

The Abyss Elder was momentarily stunned.

He stared at the three figures that had suddenly appeared, their expansive Holy Power enveloping everything.

Even though they did nothing else, simply standing there exerted unbearable pressure on him.

It was said that in the Mortal Domain, there existed only one Great Saint—the Brahman Demon Great Saint, who remained dormant for millennia.

But now, with three Great Saints standing before him, he finally felt the magnitude of their presence.

“Who… exactly are you?” the Abyss Elder asked in a trembling voice.

“That doesn’t concern you. Sending us out is your only option,” Xu Zimei replied.

“You can’t kill me. If you do, you’ll never have a chance to leave,” the Abyss Elder quickly argued.

“This seal was laid by a Great Saint, but if we gather all our forces, we may yet shatter it. We simply couldn’t be bothered until now.”

Xu Zimei said, “Here’s a chance for you to live. Send us out, and you might escape death.”

“Why should I trust you? What if you go back on your word?” the Abyss Elder questioned.

“As you said yourself—trust offers a sliver of hope, while doubt ensures certain death,” Xu Zimei responded.

Hearing this, the Abyss Elder fell completely silent.

Faced with such power, direct confrontation was impossible.

His only thought now was self-preservation.

“Have you made your decision? Don’t waste our time,” Xu Zimei reminded him.

“Fine, I’ll send you out,” the Abyss Elder finally conceded.

“Additionally, I can share a secret with you.”

“What is it?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Do you know why Mountain Ghost Kui trapped his evil thoughts here rather than obliterating them outright?” the Abyss Elder said.

Xu Zimei frowned slightly, shaking his head.

Truthfully, he didn’t care about the matter.

“His malevolent soul is part of Kui himself. If the malevolent soul dies, he too cannot survive,” the Abyss Elder explained.

“Thus, he merely trapped it rather than destroying it—you understand what I’m implying, don’t you?”

“This has nothing to do with me. Just send us out,” Xu Zimei replied.

The Abyss Elder looked up, as evil aura started surging around him.

As the sinister energy continued to permeate, the entirety of Cangwu Abyss began spinning—a cascade of surreal scenery and foul aura surged skyward.

Countless crows shrieked within the chaos as they swirled through the surrounding gloom.

“Open,” the Abyss Elder shouted decisively.

The innumerable tentacles stretched toward the sky, while the Tai Chi Diagram emitted intense power.

Its ripples reverberated continuously.

Whipping winds roared, black mist swirled—

The heavens seemed to herald the coming apocalypse.

The “rumbling” sounds echoed sharply as a fissure was forcibly torn open in the Tai Chi Diagram.

A faint ray of sunlight broke through the darkness.

“Hurry, I can’t hold this for long,” the Abyss Elder shouted.

The trio of Bai Meng returned to the Divine Continent.

Xu Zimei and Xie Changliu soared upward. Before departing, Xie Changliu grabbed Jiang Mozi in one hand and followed closely behind Xu Zimei.

Through the Tai Chi Diagram, the hurricane and sealing forces rippled in waves.

Brandishing Tyrant Shadow, Xu Zimei sliced through layer upon layer of turbulent winds, navigating effortlessly as though riding the waves—darting straight through the rift in the Tai Chi Diagram.

The void before him collapsed into nothingness, and it felt like a barrier had been shattered.

Breaking through the formation, Xu Zimei experienced a profound sense of liberation.

He felt as if even the air was fresher.

Beneath the Cangwu Abyss, there was perpetual darkness where sunlight never shone—enshrouded by shadows and vile aura.

Now, as the dazzling sunlight bathed them, Xu Zimei felt momentarily dazed.

Xie Changliu followed closely, emerging from the fissure.

Scanning his surroundings, he recognized the area—it was the entry point where the Breeze Taoist Boy had originally guided them.

Looking down, the chaos within Cangwu Abyss had grown even more violent.

………

“Dean, what are your plans from here?” Xie Changliu asked Jiang Mozi.

“Although I’ve escaped, I’ve lost my cultivation. Facing that malevolent spirit head-on is a hopeless endeavor,” Jiang Mozi responded.

“For now, I must figure out a way to contact the Nine Ghosts Academy.”

Gazing at Jiang Mozi’s pleading expression, Xu Zimei thought for a moment and said, “I don’t want to get involved in matters concerning your Heavenly Saint Academy. Rescuing you was already a stretch of kindness.”

“Aren’t we heading to the Ghost God Realm?” Xie Changliu interjected.

“That malevolent spirit’s prior promises are obviously unreliable.

How about we help him contact the Nine Ghosts Academy? In return, he uses Heavenly Saint Academy’s Teleportation Array to send us to the Ghost God Realm.”

“You just want to help your alma mater,” Xu Zimei said with a smirk.

“It’s a win-win suggestion. I’m just offering it up—you’re the one who decides,” Xie Changliu replied.