Chapter 87
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Chapter 87
Yun Chuyou was dizzy. When she could open her eyes and see the world in front of her, she was faced with a huge cat paw.
It was not a cute little kitten, but a very fierce cat demon beast. Its claws were sharp, and its black nails were poisonous.
She instinctively tried to draw her spirit sword to fight this giant demon beast with blood-red eyes, but she ended up striking nothing.
Sent here by the Fate Mirror, she appeared as a floating spirit, just like those cultivators trapped in scrolls during the Grand Tournament, only able to watch helplessly as everything they touched passed through their shadow.
Could this be an illusion in the Fate Mirror? But unlike an illusion, even though she had no physical body, she could smell the strong scent of blood in the air, the foul stench of the demon beast, the intense smell of sweat, and even the earthy scent kicked up from the fight.
"Dad, Mom!"
There was the sound of a child crying and the awful screams of adults being torn apart.
"It hurts so much!"
The battlefield is filled with the painful moans of the defeated. For the weak, who have no strength to resist, they do not want anything; they only wish to keep their fragile lives.
However, the demons clearly have no kindness. No matter how much they beg for mercy, they will end up being ripped apart mercilessly.
In this situation, even the weak were stirred with courage, "I will fight you!"
A Qi Refining Stage cultivator rushed forward, but with one slap, he was crushed by a high-level demon beast.
Faced with such a huge gap in strength, the courage that had risen so hard was quickly extinguished.
Some people were lucky and managed to escape the edge of the battlefield, while others remained forever, either becoming a meal for the demon beasts or being trampled to death in the chaos.
Although she had grown accustomed to battles, Yun Chuyou still could not adapt to seeing such scenes.
She wanted to do something, but she was exhausted and could do nothing.
Until she saw a little girl, whose appearance resembled hers in some ways.
Yun Chuyou remembered that this was how the original owner looked when she crossed over to this world.
A young female cultivator, who looked somewhat like the little girl, held her daughter in her arms and wasted all her wealth on a purchased speed charm to escape.
"Hurry up, go even faster!"
Her lover stayed in the city to protect it due to his higher cultivation, letting his wife and daughter escape first.
But unfortunately, this female cultivator had too low a cultivation level. A huge black bear approached, enormous and mighty like a mountain, shaking the ground with every step as one of the strongest demon beasts on the battlefield.
It had been injured by a cultivator’s sword and entered a state of rage. The black bear stomped its feet and let out an extremely furious roar. Its eyes changed from normal brown to a strange red, clearly indicating it had succumbed to madness.
The roar carried immense energy, easily shattering the female cultivator’s protective charm. She had given her best defensive artifact to her daughter but lost control and fell from the sky due to her injuries.
Before she fell, she tried to protect her young daughter with her body.
"Mother…"
A little girl who lost her parents and doesn’t have great skills, how can she survive on such a terrible battlefield?
This poor little girl remembers what her parents said, "Run! Escape and live."
She was crying as she stumbled away from her dead mother, but she couldn’t survive like her parents hoped. Soon after, she succumbed to her fear and died.
She fell just a few meters away from her mother.
For these poor and weak low-level cultivators, they simply could not produce enough strong protective items. The little girl appeared fine on the outside, but in reality, when the magic bear roared, her insides were crushed, and she had no hope of surviving.
Yun Chuyou had been a cultivator for about twenty years and should not have been so easily affected, but perhaps it was because this story happened to "herself" in another time and space that it touched her deeply.
Yun Chuyou floated in front of the dead little girl, but there was no special force pulling her in.
She was not disappointed; she just reached out, hoping that this poor mother and daughter could die together.
The girl reached out her hand, trying to close the cultivator’s eyes, which once were gentle like water but now only held the fear of death, yet she still couldn’t touch anything.
Yun Chuyou suddenly felt very lost and sad.
She just wanted to do this little thing for these two people, but she couldn’t do anything at all.
The danger on the battlefield seemed unrelated to anyone.
At that moment, it seemed like birds were chirping in the sky. Above the battlefield, a phoenix flew by.
Even after decades, Yun Chuyou recognized that phoenix at once; it was Xie Fuzhi from this time and space.
But the phoenix soared above, not stopping for anyone, and quickly left the battlefield behind.
The wheels of fate began to turn; at that moment, the phoenix was reborn from its ashes, ready to follow the script fate had arranged for him.
Yun Chuyou used up her last bit of strength; she finally touched this world with her spiritual power, barely gathering the girl’s bones, but just a few brief seconds later, she was forced to move away.
The phoenix visited the human world and brought Yun Chuyou, who should not have been here, to another scene.
It was the Qingxu Sect, which Yun Chuyou had never seen before. It was not empty; instead, there was one remaining leader of the Qingxu Sect.
To the original body and its mother, the demon beasts in this battlefield were very terrifying, but for those powerful cultivators, it was just an unimportant small battleground.
In the battlefield with high-level cultivators, the scene was even more tragic, and the fighting looked like a meat grinder.
The Qingxu Sect was in another battlefield. The newly awakened phoenix was eager to leave and didn’t even look down, wanting to go to the Qingxu Sect to save its friend.
