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第八百三十五章 仙凡瘴又临

Unquestionably, if the ancient tree Mu was indeed the oldest in existence and the source of the Immortal Elixir of Longevity.

His premonition was astonishingly accurate.

When Li Fan and Tianyang were still slowly returning to the Spirit Tree Realm, a calamity destined to cause boundless carnage erupted quietly.

And this calamity's bizarre nature surpassed the imagination of all cultivators in the world.

In Flag Ridge State,

After thorough investigations confirmed that the tremors had completely subsided and would not recur, the rescue and investigation team dispatched by the Immortal Alliance headquarters briefly soothed the populace. Then they deemed their mission complete.

Leaving Flag Ridge State, they returned to the headquarters of the Immortal Alliance.

Among them, including the Coiling Path cultivator at the forefront, none noticed any subtle changes in their bodies.

After a detailed report back to the headquarters,

They returned to their respective states.

Seven days later...

"Ah... Strange. Ah... Why can't I catch my breath?" Li Xinhai, a Spirit Formation cultivator named after his surname, was meditating within the Sky Mirror.

Suddenly agitated, he had to interrupt his cultivation process.

He did not dare to be careless and scanned his body with divine sense, checking it thoroughly.

But he failed to detect any anomalies.

"Ah..."

His worries did not subside.

Despite trying to suppress coughing, the more he tried, the less control he had over himself.

It seemed as if his lungs were about to be expelled. Li Xinhai looked at a pool of blood on his palm and showed shock.

Suddenly, a name almost forgotten by most cultivators flashed in his mind like lightning.

Li Xinhai trembled with fear as an indescribable dread descended upon him.

"Immortal... Demon... Mist..."

He shuddered and quickly contacted the teammates who had accompanied him to Flag Ridge State for the investigation.

As expected, they all showed some discomfort. Some more lightly than others.

Even the Coiling Path cultivator at the forefront, Green Willow Immortal, had some difficulty focusing his mind.

"Over."

The various terrifying legends about the Immortal-Demon Mist instantly flooded Li Xinhai's thoughts.

His mind went blank for a moment.

Finally, Li Xinhai regained his senses and shared his suspicions with his companions.

Since he was the most severely affected among them, other cultivators still harbored doubts, especially Green Willow Immortal, who couldn't help but rebuke him: "How absurd! The Immortal-Demon Mist has been purified for thousands of years; they no longer exist in this world except within ordinary humans. How could we suddenly..."

"Ah... " Green Willow Immortal's words were interrupted by a cough.

Then the group fell into an eerie silence.

"You stay put and don't run around. I'll go to headquarters. Ah..." Green Willow Immortal no longer doubted, but his tone turned extremely grave.

After thousands of years, the legends about the Immortal-Demon Mist had long become distant tales.

How to detect it, symptoms after infection, how to clear and purify...

These details were long buried by history, inaccessible to ordinary people. Even though Green Willow Immortal was not a low-ranking official, he knew nothing about them.

But he understood the severity of the situation, contacted headquarters first, then hurriedly headed there.

After the transmission light vanished, dozens of black-robed cultivators like mechanical puppets were already waiting in formation.

Following detailed examinations, Li Xinhai's suspicions were confirmed.

The group that had traveled to Flag Ridge State was indeed all infected with the Immortal-Demon Mist!

Shock, confusion, and horror...

Before the imminent threat of death, the Immortal Alliance reacted swiftly.

They immediately formed an emergency team, first concentrating and isolating the personnel from the investigation squad in Flag Ridge State.

Then they dispatched puppet cultivators to thoroughly investigate the source of the Immortal-Demon Mist deep underground.

Simultaneously, they declared a state of war-time emergency, temporarily shutting down all teleportation arrays across states.

They sealed off state borders, prohibiting travel and movement among cultivators...

Various measures were taken simultaneously. The Immortal Alliance indeed lived up to its reputation as one of the two dominant powers in Xuanhuang.

Unfortunately, despite the swift response from the Immortal Alliance,

It was still too late.

Seven days had passed since their return until symptoms began manifesting.

By now, the Immortal Alliance's teleportation arrays were already spread across every corner of its territory.

Even though many cultivators would try to minimize inter-state travel due to the effects of the Sucking White Mist, the sheer number still allowed numerous cultivators to frequently move between states.

Seven days was enough for this mysterious outbreak of the Immortal-Demon Mist to reach every state in the Immortal Alliance.

The sudden war-time state of the Immortal Alliance caused panic among the cultivators.

They thought it was a full-scale war that caught them off guard, forcing such drastic measures.

Everyone felt their own peril.

But soon, they discovered things worse than what they had imagined.

Not a war, but the shadow of an ancient calamity once again enveloped Xuanhuang!

The initial investigation results on Flag Ridge State's Immortal-Demon Mist were out.

In the past, the Immortal-Demon Mist permeated every corner of existence.

After continuous efforts by cultivators, they managed to purify it completely.

This was what the cultivators thought.

Factually, in a cave deep beneath Flag Ridge State,

The Immortal-Demon Mist had lingered for a thousand years without dissipating.

Over time, it seemed to have undergone some form of mutation, becoming more secretive and powerful.

Although the historical methods were not entirely ineffective, their actual effectiveness was greatly diminished.

New disposal methods needed to be researched.

But before that, the mutated Immortal-Demon Mist had already revealed its vicious and terrifying nature.

Most cultivators now concentrated in the floating sky cities within states.

The concentration of cultivator populations surpassed even those of ancient cultivation sects!

The spread of the Immortal-Demon Mist was astonishingly efficient.

When the Immortal Alliance's announcement about this matter was released, coughing sounds echoed across the land.

Initially, under the comfort from the Immortal Alliance's cultivation techniques, their spirits were still optimistic.

But as more cultivators fell to the Immortal-Demon Mist,

Panic became inevitable.

The Immortal-Demon Mist treated everyone equally; once infected, whether it was an Incubus or Spirit Formation, the symptoms would not be lighter, and the likelihood of death would not be lower!

Desperate cultivators tried various methods to delay their impending demise but found them ineffective.

They could only die in agony as described in one announcement after another from the Immortal Alliance.

(End of Chapter)

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