Devour

Chapter 420 Blood Erosion in the North Sea

At the same time, colorful streams of light burst out from the depths of the peaks, converging towards the main peak one after another, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air resounded through the clouds.

Many figures showed their abilities, some flying in the air with sword energy, some darting like the wind. In less than a moment, their clothes fluttered and they landed on the square outside the Transmission Hall.

Thousands of inner disciples sat in silence, their gazes fixed on the peak's Zhenhai Pavilion. Occasionally, someone would lose their composure, causing their sword to hum, a piercing sound in the eerie atmosphere that made one's heart ache.

The air was filled with a suffocating feeling as if a storm was about to come, and an unprecedented oppression enveloped the area, as if a tragic upheaval was brewing.

Wang Hong perched high atop the Zhenhai Pavilion, his voice resounding like thunder across the island: "Our sect has reached a critical moment of life and death! A terrifying demon from the north is rapidly approaching, unbridled and filled with murderous intent. Fellow disciples, prepare for battle immediately to defend the undefeated reputation of our Beihai sect!"

The disciples were all facing the top of the mountain, their vision obstructed. Before they could see clearly what was happening in the north, they were shocked to find that the surging pressure was becoming more and more obvious, and it was overwhelming and threatening to swallow up the entire island.

Some disciples with higher cultivation levels stood on their own flying swords and flying armors, quietly flew out of the cover of the mountain, and looked towards the north.

"That's... Oh my God!"

Through the hazy sea fog in the early morning, they made out the face of the person and were immediately chilled to the bone.

A huge figure, almost human-shaped, slowly rises from the bottom of the sea, with nine ferocious heads held high, and it can easily stir up huge waves that are far more violent than those of the sea-eating monster.

Even from a great distance away, the waves of immense force emanating from the sea water shook the entire Jingao Island. In comparison, the might of the sea-eating giant monster was simply incomparable.

Wang Sheng hurried back on his flying sword, jumped into the Zhenhai Pavilion with a pale face, and said in a panic, "That demon is so terrifying! I can tell from afar that he scared away all the sea creatures. There is no doubt about it!"

"Fu Xin didn't even explain clearly!" Wang Hong turned and glanced at him, then quickly focused his attention on the nine-headed monster approaching at an alarming speed from a distance.

I saw the body extending out of the sea, with only the upper body exposed, being several miles tall, far taller than any sea creature I had seen before. It rushed towards Jingao Island like a towering mountain, unwaveringly.

Wang Hong said in a deep voice, "He is indeed powerful enough to intimidate the four seas and look down upon the five continents—one of the Five Saints of the Demon Race, the Lord of the North Sea, Jiuying."

Pan Guanxia, ​​standing nearby, tried her best to suppress her trembling. With a gloomy face, she sighed softly, "We once tried every possible way to sacrifice young monks from other sects for him to enjoy in order to reach an alliance, but an unknown force ruined our plans. I'm afraid we can't escape today!"

Wang Mingsheng hurried up to the Zhenhai Pavilion and bowed to Wang Hong, saying, "Master, please reconsider! Even with all our strength, we are no match for them. It would be better to find a way to redirect Jing'ao Island to avoid a collision with Jiuying."

Wang Hong wiped his sweat off his forehead and said anxiously, "I'd love to change the direction of the island, but do you know how heavy Jing'ao Island is? The ancient magic array that drives the drifting current is extremely precise, and it's not something that we can move."

Wang Mingsheng lowered his voice and said, "According to calculations by our predecessors, the entire island may weigh over 3 billion tons. We can't move it, but Master Li is here. Perhaps he can find a way."

As they were talking, Cheng Bai, Master Li, Bei Tingjun and his party also hurriedly arrived at Zhenhai Pavilion.

Master Li arrived before he even spoke: "This method won't work. Even if we successfully redirect the island's forward route, we will definitely not be able to outrun the Nine Infants Divine Lord."

Wang Hong was extremely anxious and quickly said, "The only solution now is to ask the Master to personally take action and use the top human combat power to intimidate the North Sea Demon Saint and save the lives of the over 1,200 people on Jingao Island!"

Cheng Bai sighed inwardly, "So Great Saint Wang summoned all the disciples to increase Master's moral leverage. He used the excuse of being 'the top of the human race' to get him to fight for the sake of so many lives."

Master Li gazed at the advancing Nine Infants and said thoughtfully, "I have met this North Sea Demon Saint once before, and at that time I could have fought him. But now, seeing how powerful his all-powerful energy is, it's clear he's reached the level of transcending tribulations. There's a huge realm gap between us, and I'm not in good shape. If we were to fight, I'd undoubtedly lose!"

Wang Sheng cried out in shock: "What should I do?"

Cheng Bai observed Jiuying's towering figure becoming increasingly clear, and recognized him as the familiar figure he had met during his first visit to the Five Continents. He calmly advised, "Don't jump to conclusions yet. In my opinion, Jiuying may not be interested in Jing'ao Island."

Wang Hong forced himself to remain calm, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke, "But...but he was clearly rushing towards the island, and now he's stopped...Jiuying must be interested in us!"

As expected, Jiuying paused as he approached Jingao Island, leaning over to gaze towards Zhenhai Pavilion. His voice was so gentle, as if he was afraid of startling anyone: "It's fate that we meet. It's a pity that you fellow Taoists arrived at the wrong time!"

Master Li stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Great Immortal Jiuying, I am honored to meet you. I wonder why you are driving the sea tribe southward?"

Jiuying was quite pleased with the other party's address and said frankly, "To be honest, the North Sea is about to face the 'Blood Eclipse' disaster. If the sea creatures are not evacuated urgently, all living things in this area will be destroyed."

Cheng Bai suddenly realized, "So, the real cause of the sea tribe's southward migration was a catastrophic disaster called 'Blood Eclipse'. The Nine Infants Great Immortal was simply maintaining order during the sea tribe's evacuation!"

Everyone present secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but having never heard of the relevant rumors, they all looked puzzled and obviously knew nothing.

When Master Li heard the phrase "catastrophic disaster," his face suddenly darkened. He asked sincerely, "We are ignorant. Could you please enlighten me, Great Immortal, about the North Sea Blood Eclipse? What caused it?"

"A blood erosion occurs in the North Sea every five thousand samsara epochs. It's extremely rare! Aside from creatures like me who have experienced six thousand nine hundred samsara epochs and know the danger, fellow Daoists who have lived on the mainland for a long time have probably never heard of it."

Jiuying didn't seem to be good at speaking. He wanted to explain but didn't know where to start. After a slight hesitation, he said, "Even I need to take shelter for a while. You humans are causing trouble. Please leave this troublesome place immediately."

"What?!" Wang Hong and others were shocked and looked incredulous.

Master Li hesitated and said, "Even a powerful being like the Nine Infants Great Immortal has to avoid the blood erosion! This..."

Cheng Bai wondered, "Could it be that the blood erosion disaster is comparable to the three great calamities?"

Jiuying said slowly, "They can't be equated. But the ferocity of the blood erosion is beyond your imagination!"

Wang Hong was terrified and didn't dare to listen. He hurriedly said, "It seems that going further north is extremely dangerous! Master, you are so virtuous and respected. Could you lend a hand to help our sect turn the tide and turn Jing'ao Island south to avoid this terrible disaster?"

Master Li pondered, "The idea of ​​rotating the island and heading south is direct and effective, but it requires immense strength. There's no support when soaring through the air or stepping on the sea. Even with a scholar of this level of cultivation, moving the entire Jing'ao Island would be difficult."

Jiuying contacted Cheng Bai through his spiritual sense and suggested, "My benefactor, it's been a long time since we last met. I hope you're all well. I'm confident I can help this island change its direction, and I'd like to lend a hand. What do you think?"

Cheng Bai didn't rush to respond, but pondered, "With the Master's cultivation, he should be able to shake Jing'ao Island, but he's saying it's difficult and not taking action. Could he have other plans?"

Wang Hong couldn't wait any longer, so he gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "I am willing to donate ten thousand pounds of Yunlu Stone immediately to share with all the Taoist friends who are helping me. I only ask for this one favor."

Cheng Bai quickly calculated in his mind: "Ten thousand kilograms of cloud-thread stone is worth about eighty million taels of gold. But his material is so horribly cracked that it needs to be discounted significantly. To save the entire sect, the price is too stingy!"

In the vast North Sea, the lonely island drifts with the waves, with no other words except the howling wind and roaring waves.

Seeing no one reply, Wang Hong grew anxious and immediately raised the price, saying, "Twenty thousand kilograms of cloud-thread stone! Master, I am willing to devote all my sect's resources to assist you in achieving the feat of moving the island. And the spiritual stone will be yours alone!"

Cheng Bai understood: "Master Wang is very thoughtful. He first offered a relatively low price and shared it among the many people present. Then he raised the price and designated the master to make the bid. This strategy of increasing the price layer by layer to show sincerity is more effective than doing it all at once."

Seeing this rare opportunity, Cheng Bai used his spiritual sense to communicate with Jiuying and urged him, "Just offer 50,000 kilograms of Yunlu Stone and help Jingtao Sect once. This deal will definitely be worth it."