The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All Chapter 306 : Raging Fire Can Consume Everything

Chu Sang had been so busy during this period that she barely had a chance to catch her breath. She was either leading her disciples to join other Immortal Sects in dealing with the black mist, or secluding herself in the sect for months without closing her eyes. Even so, she was powerless to save the chaotic world. The crisis in the Spirit Abyss Continent was intensifying, continental plates were collapsing one after another, and more and more cases of missing civilians were occurring.

Those people disappeared along with the vanishing continents. There were no clear reports of deaths, but people knew all too well—these people would never return.

And this would also be the future of the Spirit Abyss Continent ten thousand years later.

She had been waiting for the legendary turning point.

But it never ca.

"Sect Leader, is there really nothing we can do?"

Heroes erge in tis of chaos. No one had expected that in the face of the continent's existential crisis, an obscure small sect would step forward to take on the responsibility. When people thought it was just a joke, it didn't fail to live up to this audacity. After what could be called a miraculous leap in developnt over these dozen or so years, it was now the foremost among Immortal Sects, an undisputed leader.

But even so, under the irreversible tide of the tis, the power of a single sect was still insufficient to turn the tide, only able to delay the situation. To fight against these black mists and cracks from unknown origins, they had lost too many disciples, all young and promising excellent disciples who should have shouldered the future of the cultivation world. Like extinguished candle flas, the cultivation world was now at the end of its tether, unable to find any hope in the darkness.

In the great hall of Lingqing Sect, the leaders of various Immortal Sects gathered to discuss counterasures.

Chu Sang sat in the high position, with all eyes focused on her. This mysterious Sect Leader, young in years but already having transcended tribulation, had led Lingqing Sect to prosperity and fa in just over a decade. She had also led the Immortal Sects to repel the restless demon race at the borders, giving the now overwheld cultivation world a chance to catch its breath.

Moreover, her background was truly enigmatic, her actions decisive and skillful. The desperate leaders of the Immortal Sects subconsciously regarded her as a savior.

Faced with the eager hopes of everyone, Chu Sang pondered for a mont, but only shook her head,

"I... have no solution."

The atmosphere in the hall beca even more lifeless, with everyone lacking vitality. No one spoke for a long ti.

If even she had no solution, to say it sadly, perhaps their next choice... was only to wait for death.

This eting ultimately didn't co up with any useful asures. The leaders left the hall in disappointnt. After seeing everyone off, Chu Sang returned to her quarters, also sleepless for the night.

Thump thump,

In the dead of night, she put her hand over her chest. The heartbeat beneath flesh and blood was extrely fast, seeming to be scorched by raging fire, bringing waves of stabbing pain. She frowned with lowered eyes, cold sweat seeping out on her pale face.

Her body had shown so unusual changes.

Especially in recent years, the unusual pain had beco increasingly intense. She was not soone ignorant of the art of pill refining. On the contrary, she might even surpass proper pill refiners. But she had never been able to pinpoint the source of the anomaly within her body.

Could it be a backlash from staying in this world for too long?

Before dawn broke, she changed into plain white clothes, took a jug of wine, and went alone to the [Lost Lands].

The Lost Lands was the na people had given to those collapsed continental plates. It had long been designated as a forbidden zone. The continental plates there were shattered, with countless ti-space cracks hidden within. One could easily fall into other spaces with the slightest carelessness, dying without a burial place.

She waved her hand and stepped into the sealed barrier. The scene before her was a pallid, colorless expanse. From ti to ti, fragnts of broken land would float into view. The areas were all very small. Rather than calling them land, it would be more accurate to describe them as rocks floating in mid-air. The larger ones could at most accommodate a few people.

She leapt with her toes, flying upwards along the broken plates, reaching a high place. She sat cross-legged on a flat fragnt. She didn't know why she wanted to co to this place in the middle of the night. Perhaps she simply wanted to co, to see what the shattered plates looked like. If she truly didn't have the ability to prevent the destruction of the Spirit Abyss Continent, what would this world ultimately beco?

She stayed here for a very long ti. Although it was called the Lost Lands, it wasn't as "lost" as one might imagine.

On the contrary.

Chu Sang felt a long-lost sense of peace.

It was as if... she belonged here from birth.

More accurately, she didn't belong to any ti or space from birth.

She was stunned for a mont, then suddenly understood, seeming to grasp the aning of her master's last words—

Why was it specifically her?

Because it could only be her.

Only she could step into this abandoned ti and space, because she didn't belong to any ti or space, so she wouldn't be constrained by the rules of ti and space.

How to put it, this sudden thought was strange. It wasn't that soone told her, but rather a feeling she gradually realized the longer she stayed in this world.

Raging fire can consu everything, but it can also bring hope for creation.

She might know what to do now.