Chapter 49

It turned out to be the earth tearing apart... Luo Qingquan's mind went blank, watching helplessly as the ground beneath Bu Li's feet seemed to tear like a piece of silk. The piercing sound transmitted through the mirage reached Luo Qingquan's ears, as if his heart was being shredded along with it.

It's over, everything is over!

Although his eyes were fixed on the chaos in the mirage, his thoughts had long stopped. Luo Qingquan stood dazed in the ruins, his face reflecting the constantly changing light of the mirage.

In a dark corner, the servant in charge of the mirage looked coldly at Luo Qingquan's dejected back, his eyes, as calm as an ancient well, finally showing a hint of satisfaction from revenge.

Bu Li felt the earth shake beneath his feet, as if countless wild beasts were charging from afar, turning the flat ground into undulating waves. Unable to stand steady, Dahei began to roar angrily behind Bu Li. The primal madness and survival instinct in Dahei's blood erupted from the depths of his heart.

A rumbling sound came from deep underground, spreading upwards, raising dust everywhere.

An earthquake! This was Bu Li's first thought. Just as he thought this, he felt as if a massive wave had been unleashed beneath his feet, throwing him out at an angle. The ground beneath Dahei's feet suddenly split open with a huge crack, and he fell helplessly into the chasm.

Without a moment's hesitation, Bu Li let out a loud cry, and the faint soul power in his body began to flow. His hands extended two segments of yellow-green old vines, which wrapped around the nearby trees, heading straight for the chasm where Dahei had fallen.

Cold, damp air spewed from the chasm, but Bu Li's blood was boiling. He desperately searched for anything he could find, using the vines to pull himself closer to the chasm. Even with the pervasive mist and dust obscuring the moon, Bu Li used all his senses to find Dahei.

In the surging cold air, Bu Li's long hair was pulled straight. Countless rocks, large and small, hit Bu Li at the same time, but he didn't care about his own fate, using the pulling force of the vines to approach the chasm with all his might.

If he hesitated even a little, Dahei would have no chance of survival. Bu Li knew this without thinking. A few years ago, when he brought Dahei back, he was just a tiny, hungry bear cub, sucking on Bu Li's fingers. Bu Li had raised Dahei with meat broth day by day. Although this guy had learned to be cunning, lazy, gluttonous, and cowardly from someone, still! Still!!

Some people, some things, are not about doing arithmetic. It's not as simple as hiding and maybe one person surviving, or going to save Dahei and both dying.

Almost instantly, Bu Li reached the chasm, feeling its depth was bottomless, with a faint, strange sulfur smell in the cold, damp air. Could it be so deep that it reached the earth's core?

No matter what, he had to pull Dahei out. This was the only thought in Bu Li's mind. The sudden event left Bu Li no time to think. In the chaos, the vine in his left hand plunged into the ground, countless roots taking root and growing vigorously at the same time. Bu Li fell straight into the pitch-black chasm like a stone.

One change after another, too many to take in. Even the powerful figures in the inner chamber of the Heavenly Dao Sect in Wufang City were taken aback. Just as the white mist dissipated, Zhang Xitong was lying on Bu Li's body, her face blushing and shy. Could it be that the Young Master had taken a liking to this boy? In a hurry? It could be considered good luck for the boy.

But then Zhang Xitong, blushing, made a move, and the crowd's hearts sank again. However, there was a problem with Zhang Xitong's aura. Her face turned pale instantly, and the crowd's faces also turned grim. It was hard to describe the change, but the Young Master's soul power had become even stronger, yet there was something strange and eerie about it.

Yu Ze appeared and took Zhang Xitong away. Everyone thought this scene was over, but in the end, the Henshan Sect actually activated the Divine Punishment!

What was all this chaos about? Did Luo Qingquan of the Henshan Sect want to die? Regardless of what the old man's attitude was towards Bu Li's life, what if it affected the Young Master?

It seemed that everything was out of control, which was a provocation to the old man who always had the final say. Yun Yuhai and the others were silent, watching the chasm in the mirage, where the black bear that had been following Bu Li fell into the chasm, and Bu Li narrowly escaped. Seeing this, everyone let out a sigh of relief. Now that the Young Master was alive, this boy must be the one the Heavenly Eye Elder Du Tianci had spoken of, and it was best that he was alive.

However, Bu Li seemed to be courting death, summoning his patterned beast, the vines like two giant pythons dragging him into the chasm.

Today was indeed not a good day, everyone thought, as if in a dream. Everything that happened in the mirage seemed like a bizarre dream, completely unimaginable.

A soul technique fell on the mirage, changing its angle to "look" directly into the dark chasm.

The soul power of the array had its limits, and no one had anticipated such a situation when setting up the array. Even if they couldn't see what was happening below, what else could it be? Bu Li and his hunting pet would likely end up shattered to pieces.

The old man's face was extremely grim, and he coldly "hmm"ed, sweeping his sleeves and leaving. The middle-aged scholar followed closely behind. As they left the inner chamber, the middle-aged scholar turned back and said, "You take turns watching here. I have a feeling that boy won't just die like this."

"He can't be any more dead," Sun Guixiang muttered. The middle-aged, beautiful woman, still graceful, saw Bu Li risk his life to save his hunting pet, and her feminine tenderness and sensitivity took over. She looked at the mirage as if searching for Bu Li's figure.

"If he really is the one to face the calamity, he won't die so easily. But that's good, solving a big problem. In this situation, what's his name again?"

"Bu Li."

"If this Bu Li can survive, even without Elder Du's divine divination, it's certain he is the one to face the calamity." Liu Zhenxue, seeing the old man leave, found a place to sit, stretched, and said.

"You watch for now, I'll go get something to eat. I came in a hurry and forgot to bring food." A plump, ball-like fat man said with a smile, taking out a lamb leg and gnawing on it as he spoke.

"Zhang Dianqiang, will you die if you eat less?" Sun Guixiang laughed and scolded, "Is there anyone among your disciples who eats as much as you?"

"Not one of them is any good. I'll be back in a moment. I always feel anxious when there's nothing in my pocket to eat." Zhang Dianqiang then "rolled" out, looking rather comical.