The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 320 Tearing Space

"how could this be?"

"Wu Fangyuan has actually been crippled?"

"Seven children, and four of them died within half a day of going in?"

The other five old Taoists stared in horror at the leader, who was none other than Lingxiaozi, the head of Lingxiao Pavilion.

"That bastard Wu Fangyuan was so impulsive, he deserved to be crippled! But right now, the most important thing is that child, that child is also in the secret realm!"

Ling Xiaozi roared angrily, completely losing his previous air of otherworldly elegance.

Upon hearing this, the other five fell silent.

These five people were elders of Lingxiao Pavilion, so they naturally knew who the "child" Lingxiaozi was talking about was.

That is the future hope of Lingxiao Pavilion, the only person who might break through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and achieve the status of an ancestor, and also the biggest secret of the entire Lingxiao Pavilion.

Their ancestor was already past his prime; if it weren't for the fact that all the treasures of Lingxiao Pavilion were used to create a golden coffin and bury it in the spiritual veins of Lingxiao Pavilion, he would probably have died of old age long ago.

Now everyone hopes that another peak Nascent Soul expert can emerge. Only in this way can Lingxiao Pavilion stand forever at the top of the cultivation world of Tianyuan Continent and rule the entire cultivation world.

This is also why they sent two Nascent Soul elders, Wu Fangyuan and Wu Fangyuan, to personally escort the little girl into the secret realm.

Although Lingxiao Pavilion is powerful and has a considerable number of Nascent Soul elders, they are not numerous; the total number is no more than twenty or thirty.

"Sect Leader, what should we do now?"

The five men looked at Ling Xiaozi with grim expressions.

"What else can we do? We have to get there immediately. We absolutely cannot let anything happen to that child!"

Ling Xiaozi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"You mean, we should join forces to use that divine power to tear through space and go back in time?"

The other five were all taken aback.

Lingxiao Pavilion possesses a terrifying divine ability: as long as they are within the cultivation world of Tianyuan Continent, no matter how far apart they are, several Nascent Soul elders working together can tear through space and arrive across the void.

However, this supernatural power comes at a great cost, almost draining half of the magical power of the five Nascent Soul cultivators. The key point is that these five Nascent Soul cultivators must each possess the magical power of the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

"Then do you think there are any other ways?"

Ling Xiaozi's expression hardened.

"We obey the sect leader's decree!"

Four out of the five responded in unison.

"Now go retrieve our sect's most treasured artifact, and then head to the Pill Pavilion to bring all the best pills!"

Ling Xiaozi gave another instruction.

The two men accepted the order and left, returning to the main hall in just a few breaths.

One of them stepped back, and the remaining five moved and arrived at the top of a mountain. They sat cross-legged in five different directions, forming a five-element formation of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

The five people simultaneously formed hand seals, and the air gradually became illusory, with the colors of the five elements emerging.

In the blink of an eye, the colors of the five elements spun rapidly, forming a huge vortex.

Ling Xiaozi and the other four turned pale as their magical power was being continuously drained from their bodies by the vortex.

"Open it for me!"

Seeing that the five people were about to give up and the vortex was getting bigger and bigger, Ling Xiaozi shouted loudly, and the vortex suddenly wrapped the five people's bodies and shot into the sky.

A vortex tore open a crack in the endless sky, and five figures instantly disappeared into it.

"Uncle-Master Chen, will Master and the others come?"

Shi Potian asked softly.

"I don't know either, but I think they'll come."

Chen Pojun wasn't confident either.

"That old bastard Chen Pojun was just sending a message to Lingxiao Pavilion."

But Lingxiao Pavilion is hundreds of thousands of miles away. Even if he sends a message there, what then? Could there be an even stronger person from Lingxiao Pavilion who can come to save Wu Fangyuan?

Besides, even if they came, the distance was so far that even the best flying magic weapon wouldn't get them there in less than two days.

"Even if they bring the best medicine when they arrive, it won't be enough to save Wu Fangyuan!"

The leaders and elders of each sect shook their heads and sighed on the surface, but secretly they were gloating and at the same time felt a little more afraid.

This Burial Immortal Valley secret realm is too terrifying; four of the seven disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion have perished.

Just as everyone was filled with fear, someone suddenly shouted, "Look everyone, there's a crack in the sky!"

As the shouts rang out, everyone looked up at the sky and saw a crack appear in the clear sky, from which five figures emerged and instantly landed beside the Lingxiao Pavilion members.

"Is that person Ling Xiaozi, the head of Lingxiao Pavilion?"

Someone immediately exclaimed in surprise.

Ling Xiaozi is one of the most powerful figures in the Tianyuan Continent, at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. He has not appeared for nearly three hundred years, and his last appearance was during the once-a-decade sect competition three hundred years ago.

"Lingxiao Pavilion truly lives up to its reputation; it received the news in the blink of an eye and was even able to tear through the sky to arrive!"

The sect leaders and elders were full of admiration.

The ordinary disciples were even more astonished: "Is this the Lingxiao Pavilion? It can actually travel hundreds of thousands of miles and come directly to the Burial Immortal Valley?"

This is no ordinary cultivator's skill; it's practically divine power! Shrinking the earth to an inch, traveling millions of miles in an instant!

When Chen Pojun, Shi Potian, and the others saw Ling Xiaozhi and his group of five, they were overjoyed and were about to step forward to pay their respects when they saw Ling Xiaozhi with a solemn expression. He waved his hand and placed two fingers on Wu Fangyuan's pulse.

After a moment, he shook his head, his face grim.

"Sect Leader, is Senior Brother Wu really beyond saving?"

Chen Pojun was still unwilling to give up.

The other four elders also looked at Ling Xiaozi.

"It's a miracle he's survived for now; his cultivation is beyond repair."

Ling Xiaozi said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, all the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion looked somber.

Wu Fangyuan is in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm and ranks high among the Nascent Soul elders of Lingxiao Pavilion. He has already lived for one or two thousand years and his lifespan is about to end. If he cannot break through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he will live for at most another hundred years.

Now that his cultivation is completely destroyed and his lifespan has come to an end, even if he wakes up, he won't live more than a few days.

The fact that a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator perished in the Burial Immortal Valley is a cause for lamentation, even though various sects were secretly gloating.

On the other side, Shen Rugo's legs flew, and since the previous four Swiftness Talismans had expired, she affixed two more.

She dared not use four more, after all, she didn't have many Swiftness Talismans left.

Running at breakneck speed, in less than the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, Shen Rugo had already covered an unknown distance and crossed countless mountains.

"Now we should have shaken off that old crocodile, it won't be able to catch up with us anymore!"

Shen Rugo took a short breath and slowed down.

But as soon as he slowed down, he heard a rumbling sound in the distance.

"Your Highness, run! That hairless beast is chasing us again!"

A loud shout of "May you bring wealth!" echoed in my mind.

"It's chasing me again? Didn't I take many detours?"

Shen Rugo also heard the sound, her face filled with disbelief.

She ran as fast and windingly as possible, leaving no trace, so that the crocodile would not be able to find her.

"I don't know either, Your Highness, run!"

Zhao Cai frowned anxiously; the crocodile was too powerful, and they were no match for it.

Helpless, Shen Rugo had no choice but to change direction and continue her frantic escape, running for another dozens of miles.

"Is this okay?"

He also made several turns along the way.

Before he could catch his breath, another rumbling sound came from afar.

"How come this hairless beast seems to be tethered to a location?"

Shen Rugo grew increasingly terrified, then suddenly a chill ran through her. "Location? Could it be that this beast has really located me?"