Chapter 547: Chapter 415: March and Loss of Control
Drones hovered back and forth in the sky, surveying the desolate conditions of the uninhabited zone.
The content captured by the caras was rapidly transmitted to many high-ranking officials far away in Xia Country.
At the sa ti, nurous observation reports, statistical data, and experintal results… were successively delivered to the eting room for those present.
Looking at the secrets contained in these docunts, the brows of everyone present furrowed.
“The mountain ranges in the Spirit Cave have caused extre environntal degradation since they appeared in the mortal world.”
“Within five kiloters of the mountains, more than 2,000 people have exhibited varying degrees of ntal illness.”
“In three days, three new malevolent creatures were discovered near the mountainous cities.”
“We have already evacuated all the people near the mountain and designated it as a forbidden zone, but this is based on the premise that the mountains will not further ‘grow’ and spread…”
At that mont, an official looked toward a woman sitting at the front of the conference table.
Unlike the middle-aged and older people around her, even her work clothes couldn’t hide her strikingly beautiful appearance. She was like a famous star from television and the internet, prompting involuntary second glances, seemingly out of place among the officials.
But none of those present dared to underestimate her.
This was not only because her power was ‘strong’, being one of the rare fourth-generation inheritors in today’s world.
The woman was also in a high position for a long ti, possessing ample experience in struggle, and a ruthlessness that these elders lacked.
“Miss Jing,” an elder asked, “what do you make of this? Is it a so-called ‘Immortal’s’ doing?”
Jing Shiyu said indifferently, “The changes in evil energy concentration cannot be separated from the actions of the Immortal Court, but we are powerless against such extraterrestrial forces.”
“The only ones we can deal with are their dogs in these two realms…”
While everyone was discussing the current situation and counterasures.
Invisible ripples suddenly appeared in the center of the conference room.
The barely-there ripples were like turning the air into water, followed by the dropping of a stone, forming concentric circles of waves.
Seeing this scene unfold, everyone was startled; security personnel imdiately started to arrange for officials to retreat. Although they tried to maintain their composure, their panicked steps betrayed the tension in their hearts.
Only Jing Shiyu sat calmly in her original position, with her hand supporting her cheek, watching nonchalantly in the direction of the ripples.
“What a grand display.”
The next mont, there seed to be a loud cracking noise in the air.
It was as if space had been torn apart by an invisible force.
Amid the shocked gazes of those present, a view of another world suddenly erged in the center of the conference room.
Atop a mountain peak where seas of clouds surged, the gaze of an old man seed to cross through the spatial rift, looking at everyone in the room.
“I am from the Ming Mountain Sect, Zheng Tong.”
Looking at the weak-bodied, non-aura exuding mortals in the conference room, a hint of disdain flashed across Zheng Tong’s face.
“A bunch of worms ruling a country? These natives really cannot discern hierarchy among savages.”
He increasingly looked down upon the so-called culture and nation of these secret realm natives.
His gaze only beca slightly solemn when he swept over Jing Shiyu, who remained seated undisturbed, though he still carried a lofty air.
“Finally, no need to talk to those fools.”
Muttering to himself, Zheng Tong stroked his white-gray beard and looked at Jing Shiyu with detachnt. “Normally, we wouldn’t ddle with the natives of this realm.”
“However, the Sect Leader of our sect is compassionate and cannot bear to see living beings suffer.”
“So now I’ll give you an opportunity…”
Watching his haughty deanor, Jing Shiyu’s fingertips moved slightly, and a furious wind rose from her, carrying the sound of thunder, hurling toward Zheng Tong.
Yet the wild spiritual intent, enough to crush a tank, seed to hit an invisible barrier, producing only a muted thud before losing its effect.
Jing Shiyu’s brow furrowed slightly, feeling as though she had punched the air, unable to touch the man’s presence.
Seeing this, Zheng Tong’s face bore a smirk of mockery: “Don’t waste your effort. I am currently under the protection of Kunlun, communicating across realms with you. Even if all the powerful ones in your land attack simultaneously, it would only be to their own disgrace.”
With Kunlun’s protection, Zheng Tong felt no tension even when facing a fourth-generation inheritor, such was the confidence the Immortal Court granted him.
“The words I am about to say pertain to the survival of you natives, so listen carefully, as I will only say it once.”
“Perhaps the upsurging spiritual anomalies of this world have already made you feel as if you are living in hell.”
“But in three months, when the spiritual energy truly descends, the spiritual energy everywhere in the world will be more than ten tis denser than before.”
“At that ti, mortals will transform into demons, sparing none of the innocent lives.”
“Therefore, to give the common folk a sliver of hope for survival, the Sect Leader of our sect is willing to protect a region with supre Divine Skills, establishing a barrier on top of Ming Mountain.”
“In three months, anyone within the Ming Mountain Realm will be able to preserve their life.”
Watching the officials’ expressions change drastically, Zheng Tong smiled with satisfaction: “Of course, although the Sect Leader is compassionate and wishes to save more people…”
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