Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Input powerXiao Feng did not give way, his eyes like torches, looking directly at the Fifth Elder: ”Senior, if my Foster Father is in trouble, I, Xiao Feng, will risk this life to save him. If you insist on concealing it, then don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Seeing this, the Eighth Elder quickly stepped forward to mediate: ”Xiao Feng, don’t be impulsive. We didn’t intend to conceal it, but this matter is of great importance, and if we are not careful, the consequences will be unimaginable.”

”Of great importance?” Xiao Feng sneered: ”Is it more important than my Foster Father’s life?”

The Seventh Elder’s gaze was solemn, and he slowly said: ”What the Wushan Seal Seals is the Demon God Xie Zun. A thousand years ago, Xie Zun attempted to overthrow heaven and earth and control the Three Realms with the power of the Demon Clan. If he succeeded, the Three Realms would fall into endless darkness and chaos. Our Immortal Sect has guarded the Wushan Seal for generations to prevent his resurrection.”

Hearing this, Xiao Feng’s heart trembled, and his brows furrowed: ”Demon God Xie Zun? Could it be that he... has already broken out of the Seal?”

The Fifth Elder shook his head: ”It has not completely broken out yet, but the power of the Seal has been weakening day by day, especially in recent decades, the Seal has been unstable, and almost all members of our Immortal Sect are stationed at Witch Mountain, guarding it day and night.”

The Eighth Elder took over the conversation, his tone heavy: ”Some time ago, a crack appeared in the Seal, and the shadow demons took the opportunity to escape, causing chaos down the mountain. We were short on manpower, so we had to ask Wu Hai to bring people to support.”

Xiao Feng’s heart tightened, and he quickly pressed: ”What happened later? How is my Foster Father?”

The Seventh Elder sighed deeply, a trace of helplessness in his eyes: ”Later, Xie Zun’s Guardian, Tiaotie Moli, escaped from the Seal. That fellow was powerful, and we had to fully focus on repairing the Seal, having no time to deal with Moli. Wu Hai then chased after him alone.”

”Chased after him alone?” Xiao Feng’s heart sank suddenly, and his fists clenched tighter.

The Eighth Elder added: ”After we repaired the Seal, we immediately went to support Wu Hai. But by the time we arrived, Wu Hai said he had already dealt with Moli and then left in a hurry, saying that the Ming Cult had important matters to attend to.”

Xiao Feng’s brows were tightly furrowed, his heart filled with doubts: ”Dealt with Moli? My Foster Father... was he injured? Did you notice anything unusual about him?”

The Seventh Elder shook his head: ”The situation was urgent at the time, and we didn’t look closely. However, Wu Hai seemed fine, just a bit hurried in his expression.”

Xiao Feng was silent for a moment, his unease growing stronger.

”Could it be...” Xiao Feng’s eyes narrowed, and a terrifying thought flashed in his mind: ”My Foster Father has been possessed by that Tiaotie Moli?”

He stared at the three Immortal Sect Elders with eyes like torches: ”Three Seniors, what abilities does that Tiaotie Moli have? Why could it make my Foster Father so abnormal?”

The Fifth Elder’s expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: ”Tiaotie Moli is the Guardian of the Demon God Xie Zun, and its most terrifying ability is to devour the souls of living people and command a hundred ghosts. Once possessed by it, the soul will be gradually eroded and eventually become a Puppet.”

Hearing this, Xiao Feng’s heart sank, and his fists clenched tighter: ”As expected! My Foster Father must have been possessed by that Moli! He wants to use the Ming Cult to absorb the major sects and pave the way for Moli!”

”No, I must go back and save my Foster Father immediately!” Xiao Feng’s face turned pale with anxiety, and he turned to rush out.

”Wait!” The Eighth Elder quickly stopped him, his expression serious: ”Xiao Feng, don’t be impulsive! Even if Wu Hai has been possessed, if you go rashly, you may not be able to force the Tiaotie out of his body. Instead, you might alert it and make Moli accelerate the speed of devouring Wu Hai’s soul.”

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and said: ”Then do you want me to just watch my Foster Father be killed by that Tiaotie?”

The Seventh Elder sighed and slowly said: ”Xiao Feng, our three’s lifespan is nearing its end. Even if we live, we are already useless. It is better to transfer our remaining Immortal Power to you to help you go to Hua Yun Sect for help. Hua Yun Sect has masters like clouds and surely has a way to deal with Tiaotie Moli.”

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

”Thank you, three Seniors, for your help!” The three Immortal Sect Elders exchanged a smile, then sat cross-legged, formed hand Seals, and emitted a faint light around their bodies. Xiao Feng also sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused his mind, feeling a warm power slowly flowing into his body.

After a moment, the transfer of power was completed.

The figures of the three Immortal Sect Elders gradually became transparent, and finally turned into specks of starlight, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Xiao Feng slowly stood up, a hint of tragedy flashing in his eyes.

He bowed deeply in the direction where the three Elders had dissipated, then turned and strode away.

Xiao Feng, with the afterglow of the setting sun on his back, strode away from Witch Mountain.

However, just as he was about to step out of the Witch Mountain boundary, a low and mysterious voice suddenly came from his ear: ”Young man, do you want power?”

Xiao Feng suddenly stopped, his brows slightly furrowed, and looked back at the continuous rolling peaks of Witch Mountain.

The outline of Witch Mountain was faintly visible in the twilight, with faint clouds and mist lingering between the peaks, like winding white dragons, circling between heaven and earth.

The mountain wind swept past, bringing a hint of coolness, mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, yet it made people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

”Xiao Feng, what’s wrong?” Zhao Yuwei’s voice came from behind.

She wore a white dress like snow, her features were picturesque, and there was a hint of concern in her eyes.

Her long hair fluttered lightly in the wind, and she held a long sword in her hand, the scabbard of which was carved with exquisite patterns, making her look heroic.

Xiao Feng shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the peaks of Witch Mountain.

”It’s nothing, maybe just my imagination.” He said in a low voice, but faintly felt in his heart that the voice was not a hallucination.

Xiao Feng had more important things to do.

”Let’s go, we need to leave here as soon as possible.” Xiao Feng turned around and continued walking forward.

The two quickly arrived at the place where they entered Witch Mountain.

Xiao Feng took out a token from his sleeve, which emitted a faint light.

He raised the token, chanted a spell, the runes on the token immediately lit up, and a beam of light shot out from the token, straight into the sky.

After a moment, a channel shimmering with silver light slowly opened before them, and the outside world was faintly visible at the other end of the channel.

”Go!” Xiao Feng shouted in a low voice and was the first to step into the channel.

Zhao Yuwei followed closely, and the figures of the two quickly disappeared into the channel.

However, just as they stepped out of the channel, dozens of figures quickly surrounded them.

These people were dressed in uniform Immortal Sect attire, holding long swords, their gazes cold, clearly having waited here for a long time.

”You are so bold!” The leading immortal disciples shouted coldly: ”We didn’t let you enter Witch Mountain just now, but you insisted on forcing your way in, and now you want to leave secretly? Do you know what kind of place this is?”

Xiao Feng’s gaze darkened, and anger gradually rose in his heart. He took a step forward, looked directly at the Disciple, and said in a low but majestic voice: ”I know what kind of place this is, and I have very important things to do right now. Please make way, all you Immortal Lords.”