Chapter 422 Making a Move

Chaotic Wasteland.

It took the combined efforts of several Heaven Dao Realm powerhouses to barely rescue Dao Tong and the others. But by doing so, they had clearly kicked the hornet’s nest.

The very fabric of heaven and earth reacted violently—countless Dao Storms formed, merging into one massive, overwhelming storm that swallowed the skies. The Chaotic Wasteland, which still showed some daylight before, was now completely dark, and the Ghost King Hall had also disappeared from perception.

“No! Young Miss!”

The two Ji family elders clutched their chests and coughed up blood, staring in horror at the ever-growing Dao Storm.

It was obvious that no matter how hard they tried, even at the cost of their lives, they would not be able to retrieve Ji Wugou from such a storm.

With gritted teeth, they turned toward the others:

“If any of you are willing to help, the Ji family owes you a favor!”

But in response to this dry promise, none of the others moved. Not even Yan Wujiao or Tian Zhen.

Under normal circumstances, a favor from the Ji family would be attractive, even desirable—but not now.

Their earlier intervention had already triggered backlash from the world’s laws, and they couldn’t forget that this place was a forbidden zone—even Heaven Dao Realm cultivators could fall here.

“It’s not that we don’t want to help,” Yan Wujiao said after a moment’s thought,

“but the backlash from Heaven and Earth is already coming. If we don’t leave now, we won’t make it.”

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On Mu Yunsu’s side, Dao Tong looked increasingly anxious, rapidly transmitting voice messages.

Mu Yunsu’s face grew pale. She glanced at the monstrous storm building above them—so vast, so oppressive. A look of despair flickered in her eyes.

Chen Fei hadn’t come out either.

“Everyone, how about a Void Realm cultivation technique?”

The Ji elders weren’t giving up. This time, they offered something tangible and rare.

A Void Realm technique—something almost any Heaven Dao cultivator would find hard to refuse.

Mu Yunsu’s eyes lit up. If everyone moved again, maybe she could seize the chance to save Chen Fei as well.

But before anyone could respond, the sky itself ripped open, and from the void emerged a golden chain that cut across the heavens!

The image flashed by in an instant—followed by the terrifying Dao Storm sweeping toward them.

“What is that thing?!”

Everyone was shocked by the golden chain. But the moment they recovered, the storm was already upon them.

“Retreat now!”

Yan Wujiao’s face darkened as he waved his sleeve—red light gathered in front of him.

But the storm shattered it upon contact.

Seeing this, he grabbed Peach Blossom Fairy and immediately fled.

“Master!”

Dao Tong looked desperately at Mu Yunsu.

Mu Yunsu grabbed him tightly:

“We’ll talk after returning to the sect!

Chen Fei carries an extraordinary fate—even in this, he may still survive!”

She wasn’t certain herself, but she knew the sect’s ancestor held Chen Fei’s soul lamp—as long as the lamp didn’t go out, he was still alive. And if he was alive, there was still hope.

The Chaotic Wasteland had now become a hellish purgatory. Even Heaven Dao cultivators would be shredded like meat in the storm.

The two Ji elders looked back in hatred, but knew they couldn’t do anything now. They had to retreat and wait for reinforcements.

Back in the shattered remains of the Ghost King Hall, Yao Ye Queen stood amidst the wreckage, laughing like a madwoman. Her throat emitted disturbing gurgling sounds, pleased with the destruction she’d caused.

“At first, I was worried someone might trace this place…

but now that you’ve destroyed it so thoroughly, there’s no need to worry at all.”

A calm voice rang out—it was the Ghost King.

Yao Ye Queen snapped her head up, still grinning madly.

“Who?! Get out here!”

Her screech came with a barrage of black spikes shooting from the ground toward the void.

The Ghost King sighed.

And in that moment, Yao Ye Queen froze—as if suspended by invisible threads, her body went taut.

“Disgusting creature.”

A flash of disgust crossed the Ghost King’s eyes.

With a wave of his hand, Yao Ye Queen’s body exploded, her once-beautiful face shattering into four or five pieces, drifting apart in the air.

Immediately, the broken scenery of the Ghost King Hall began reversing, as if time itself rewound.

In the blink of an eye, the hall was fully restored.

“Hmm?”

The Ghost King squinted.

“Seems I overlooked something… So many years without acting—I’ve gotten rusty.”

His gaze turned downward.

Beneath the hall, the spike prison binding Chen Fei had vanished.

“Well, he is a chosen one… he should be able to handle it.”

The Ghost King muttered, then flicked his finger.

A shadow from Yao Ye Queen flew into Chen Fei’s body.

The Ghost King looked slightly guilty.

“You’ve taken on so much karma for me… I guess I should give you something in return.

I didn’t intend to give this to you so soon… but so be it.”

With another flick, a plump, pale worm appeared in his hand.

It was soft and almost cute, surprisingly non-repulsive.

Still sleeping, the worm was also sent into Chen Fei’s body.

Then, the Ghost King vanished completely.

Below the Ghost King Hall, Chen Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

Just moments ago, he had felt a cold sensation spreading through his body. But after checking, he couldn’t find anything abnormal. Instead, he noticed a sleeping worm on his Void Heaven Cauldron.

“What the hell is this?!”

Chen Fei’s eyes widened.

He had awakened the cauldron long ago, but this was the first time he’d seen it coexist so peacefully with a living being.

Given the cauldron’s usual nature, shouldn’t it have devoured the worm by now?

Before he could study it further, he heard a furious voice from his chest:

“You scoundrel! Let go of me!”

Chen Fei looked down to see Ji Wugou glaring at him with furious, tear-filled eyes.

The room was dim, hiding her blushing face, flushed from both rage and embarrassment.

As the Ji family’s treasured daughter, no one had ever held her in such an intimate position before!

And the heat radiating from Chen Fei’s body only made her emotions more complicated.

Chen Fei frowned:

“Why are you lying on me?”

Without hesitation, he let go—Ji Wugou was caught off guard and fell hard to the floor.

“You…!”

Ji Wugou’s eyes widened in shock. She never expected Chen Fei to treat her like this!

And it wasn’t over yet—before she could recover, Chen Fei kicked her, sending her flying across the room!

Though it didn’t truly injure her, the treatment left her humiliated, furious, and deeply aggrieved.