1111: Chapter 328 Husband 1111: Chapter 328 Husband “War is looming just outside the Starry Sky, and the Mystery Huang World is on high alert.
But the Southern Sea is relatively relaxed.
This era marks a gap period for the Southern Sea; eight hundred years ago, Seven Chill Mountain perished, and no new Ten Major Immortal Doors have emerged.
The sea is azure, and the playful fish are oblivious to the apocalyptic disasters that might fall upon them at any moment.
Su He surfaced, glancing back only to see an endless ocean beneath him, the icy cliffs at the seabed invisible to the eye.
Only by diving into the water near the icy cliffs would one be involuntarily pulled toward them.
“Let’s go!
Look for him in the desert.”
Emperor Ma Shi didn’t come to the Southern Sea; he must have gone to the desert first.
Su He broke through the space, ready to leave, when suddenly the nearby Toad voiced its doubt, “What do you think?
If Emperor Ma Shi has finished his business in the desert, would he fly to the Southern Sea or teleport directly here?”
Su He was taken aback, then immediately erased the space channel and flew honestly to the northwest.
Emperor Ma Shi should be a Human Monk—at least not a Divine God Beast.
Ordinary people rarely use space teleportation for travel.
Human Monks, unless they can access the Fairy Sect, have limited and unstable teleportation distances that might even harm their body.
It’s like when a Combat Monk, showing off, cleaved through space to teleport and then… had to recuperate for ten years!
Normally, a monk’s spatial abilities are reserved for combat or emergencies, not travel.
Even ordinary Divine God Beasts cannot use it for travel.
It’s just the Four Spirits who fly chaotically across the full star sky.
If Emperor Ma Shi were to come to the Southern Sea, he’d probably fly straight from the desert—Su He might encounter him if he went against the grain.
Su He erased the space channel and instantly morphed into a peacock, flying northwest.
At the same time, in East Cloud Mountain, Wangjun from the Tian Nu Clan and Emperor Ma Shi emerged from a cave, exchanging glances and a bitter smile.
Behind them lay a monk whom they had just jointly eliminated.
His body bore marks of savage beast bites; his death was gruesome.
“Having searched nearly a year and not seeing Friend He, who would have thought that Friend Su He would be chasing Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s avatar and entered the Mystery Yellow Cave Heaven…”
This secret had just been pilfered off the corpse by Emperor Ma Shi.
The two had originally been searching for Su He in East Cloud Mountain, but at some point were followed by this person.
Not a Mystery Huang Monk, but a monk from Luan Yu Great World.
It’s unclear how he got here.
Logically, flying here from Luan Yu Great World, even at the Stepping Sky Six-fold, would take decades.
But that’s not important—who doesn’t have their adventures?
Maybe walked through past desolate lands!
Once, Mystery Yellow Big World was a sacred place in All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, direct channels to Mystery Yellow everywhere.
But now, they are all sealed off into barren lands, occasionally opening?
Especially since a great battle in the outer regions of Luan Yu Great World just burst through some deserted areas.
The two paid no attention to the deceased monk.
They looked at each other, took out an encapsulated Mystery Yellow Order, broke the seal, and with a flash of light, disappeared.
The migration of the Undamaged Realm was imminent; they couldn’t wait for Friend Su He to return from the Mystery Yellow Cave Heaven.
Daring to chase Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s avatar, Su He’s words appeared even more credible—a place capable of hiding the entire Undamaged Realm was indeed desirable.
…
Su He flew swiftly, taught the flying art of the Xuan Bird Tribe by his grandfather, the speed improbably fast, spanning thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
His speed was even faster than the Flowing Light River.
Heading northwest, his Divine Sense spread to all directions, leaving no stone unturned.
If not for the imminent large-scale war, Su He would have searched the Flowing Light River first.
In just over ten days, he entered the desert, where sand storms raged endlessly, the intense heat almost seemed specifically directed here by the sun.
There wasn’t a single speck of green to be seen anywhere.
Su He traveled west, heading toward a gathering storm.
On the path, the wind and sand were his companions, with occasional Exotic Beasts or lone monks.
Deep within the desert was one of the Ten Major Immortal Doors—Yellow Autumn Temple, now virtually closed off, with all its monks preparing for battle.
Su He, already in human form, carrying Princess Snow, leapt into the far depths of the desert and soon saw a battle unfolding in the sky.
It was between two monks, one at Stepping Sky Five-fold and the other at Stepping Sky Six-fold, fighting as equals.
Even amidst the fight, the monk at Stepping Sky Five-fold found time to turn his head and glance down warningly at Su He, “Fellow Daoist, the desert is closed off, please retreat.”
The war was about to begin, and the Yellow Autumn Temple had sealed off the desert.
“Buddha World?” Su He observed the monk at Stepping Sky Six-fold opposite him, their biggest difference being the power of merit.
Although the merit of the Stepping Sky Five-fold was weak, it still illuminated the surroundings.
The other had no merit at all.
Normally, there should have been some; his Kasaya had a Jade Pendant that gathered merit, suggesting he was disguised using the robes but was exposed by the monks of Yellow Autumn Temple, prompting the fight.
Su He stomped his foot, and a Heavenly Punishment fell from the sky; the monk from Buddha World’s complexion instantly shifted, and he turned to flee, but the Heavenly Punishment struck him directly on the head.
In an instant, a dark light flashed, and the entire monk, along with his Kasaya and all his Buddhist treasures, were reduced to ashes, blown away by the wind.
Facing him close-up, the monk from Yellow Autumn Temple was unscathed.
Looking at the disappearing ashes, the monk from Yellow Autumn Temple, his expression warming, turned around and brought his palms together, “Amitabha Buddha!
Thank you for your assistance, dear friend.
However, Yellow Autumn Temple is currently not open to visitors.
Would you please return now and visit after the war has ended?
I promise to welcome you personally.”
Su He, holding Princess Snow, “Great Master, I need to go to the…”