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In their desperation, they lashed out at Qin Tang with harsh words.
“Wake up! What do you mean by accepting disciples, the Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters has been destroyed for who knows how many years already! ”
“What kind of bullshit master and uncle! When the Great Calamity arrives, won’t we all still have to kill each other!”
“Kill each other?” Qin Tang, upon hearing this, shook his head repeatedly.
“Our Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters, we are all of one heart. We respect and love each other. Even if we have to sacrifice ourselves for our fellow disciples, there wouldn’t be much hesitation.” “How could we possibly kill each other?”
As Qin Tang spoke, his voice suddenly weakened.
“The Great Calamity, the Great Calamity.. He furrowed his brows, as if recalling something.
“The Great Calamity…”
He repeated softly, and suddenly the sky above the Square darkened. The blue Mirror Shadows that had been attacking the cultivators also began to change.
A dense black color kept pouring out from inside the Mirror Shadows, and in an instant, dyed the Mirror Shadows a terrifying ink color.
The ink colored Mirror Shadows were far more ferocious than the previous blue ones, and in a blink of an eye, most of the cultivators who were struggling to resist had died.
Only a few remained, hanging on by a thread.
Yet Qin Tang had yet to recover from his stupor, with his mouth still muttering incessantly.
The ground of the Square began to shake violently, with dark clouds continuously pressing down in the sky.
Thunder and lightning roared without ceasing.
The cultivators who had not been attacked by the Mirror Shadows, and were watching from the sides, also felt a sense of foreboding.
But in the face of Qin Tang who had already fallen into a stupor, nobody dared to act rashly.
For a while, everyone was unsure of what to do.
At this moment, Li Fan slowly walked to Qin Tang’s side.
Carrying a Liquor Gourd, he patted Qin Tang’s shoulder and passed it to him.
With a small smile on his face, Li Fan quietly said to Qin Tang, “Brother Qin, have a drink.”
“Don’t worry, there’s no such thing as the Great Calamity.”
Qin Tang turned his head, took a sniff of it instinctively, and took a swig from the Liquor Gourd.
Then, somewhat perplexed, he looked at Li Fan: “There’s no Great Calamity?”
Li Fan confidently nodded, and repeated, “Exactly, there’s no such thing as the
Great Calamity.”
Qin Tang’s eyes gradually brightened, he continuously muttered: “No Great
Calamity, No Great Calamity, No Great Calamity…”
“Hahaha, you’re right! There’s no such thing as the Great Calamity!” After a while, Qin Tang laughed heartily, finally returning to his normal self.
The anomaly in the field also disappeared, and it once again became serene.
The cultivators present all breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes filled with gratitude towards Li Fan.
However, Li Fan suddenly had a feeling in his heart.
Because he had sensed the presence of two extremely faint killing intents locked onto him.
Although these two killing intents were extremely weak, Li Fan’s senses were incredibly sharp, he knew for certain that he was not mistaken.
And the owners of these two killing intents were Sikong Yi and Baili Chen!
Li Fan pretended not to notice, while secretly he had already used the Formless Killing Machine to lock onto them in return.
However, he did not make a move just yet.
The brief interruption passed swiftly, and the clash between the cultivators and the blue mirror shadows had also ended.
In the end, only two lucky ones survived.
Qin Tang looked at the remaining cultivators with a gentle expression: “The trial has ended, you may leave now.”
The cultivators were bewildered, about to speak, but saw their own bodies gradually fading, slowly disappearing from the Square.
Soon, in the Square, only Li Fan was left.
Qin Tang looked at Li Fan, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.
“Why aren’t you leaving?” Qin Tang asked.
Li Fan smiled calmly, “Brother, you still owe me a pot of good wine.”
Seemingly caught off guard by Li Fan’s response, Qin Tang was stunned at first, but then burst into laughter.
“Indeed, I still owe you a pot of good wine!”
His face suddenly turned serious, and he looked at Li Fan intently.
He stretched out his right hand, with his index finger lightly touching Li Fan’s forehead.
“This ‘Cloud-water Illusionist Art’ is a cultivation technique I created by integrating everything I have learned throughout my life. I hope that vou won’t
let it go to waste!”
A moment later, Qin Tang withdrew his finger.
Li Fan’s figure also slowly faded.
The vast Square was once again left with only Qin Tang.
Just as it had been for thousands of years.
“Uncle, Master, Sister…”
Qin Tang looked around in solitude, but found nothing.
So, he took another sip of wine.
Slowly, Li Fan regained consciousness.
A towering gate stood before him, inscribed with the words “Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters”.
And beneath the gate, there stood a Stone Statue.
The Stone Statue was severely damaged, covered in scars.
It seemed as if a hole went right through its heart, leaving behind a large hollow.
From the blurred facial features of the statue, one could vaguely make out Qin Tang’s appearance.
Li Fan stared silently at the Stone Statue for a moment, then took out another Liquor Gourd from his Storage Ring.
He gently placed it in front of the Stone Statue.
Then, he activated the Shadow Following Technique and flew rapidly towards the direction the Formless Killing Machine had locked onto..