My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Chapter 337 If Darkness Appears, Dispel It with a Sword

The demon god blotted out the sun, as if the sky had collapsed, plunging the world into chaos, and the sun and moon lost their light.

At this moment, even those who were fleeing in panic involuntarily stopped in their tracks, feeling a sense of despair.

"Daddy, where are we going?" the innocent child asked.

The child's father felt a pang of pain upon hearing this, but could only manage a weak smile as he stroked his child's head: "Don't be afraid, we will find a safe place."

But where in the world can one find a home, and where can one find peace?

Demonic energy swirled in the sky, and flames of war rose on the ground. They fled in panic, not knowing where to go, like a lone boat lost in a vast ocean.

Just when all hope seemed lost, the celestial demon suddenly became distorted and blurred.

To everyone's astonishment, the demon god's form became increasingly ethereal, like a flickering candle flame, drifting uncertainly, as if it might vanish into nothingness at any moment.

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly erupted, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, shaking the hearts and minds of everyone present.

The demonic projection exploded at that moment, turning into countless black specks of light, like a meteor shower falling in the night sky, shimmering with an eerie and dark light.

Like ink-black petals, they fall from the sky, then quickly dissipate and return to nothingness, like a dream, leaving no trace.

The fleeing civilians who witnessed this scene were all stunned and speechless for a long time.

Everyone's emotions have fluctuated, from despair to astonishment, and now to confusion and anticipation.

The pillar of demonic smoke that shrouded the sky also dissipated rapidly as the statue of the God of Plague collapsed.

In an instant, the world became clear.

The gloom in the sky was dispelled by the warm sunshine, and the earth was once again bathed in light.

The raging wind gradually subsided, and everything seemed to regain its vitality in that instant.

People who had survived the ordeal looked at the gradually clearing sky, their faces beaming with joy.

After teetering on the brink of life and death, they cherished everything before them even more and couldn't help but embrace each other and weep.

Those people who were controlled by demonic energy and were like walking corpses finally broke free from the force that imprisoned their will.

The empty, confused look in his eyes gradually came to focus.

But along with it came a deep sense of exhaustion and confusion.

Their bodies swayed, as if they had just woken from a long nightmare, but the fear and chaos in their memories made it difficult for them to come back to their senses immediately, leaving them in a daze from time to time.

"Where...where am I?" A middle-aged man woke up to find himself tightly bound to a rough tree trunk.

There were many others in the same predicament around them, all bound together and looking completely bewildered.

His forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, his eyes were filled with confusion and fear, he had completely forgotten what had happened before, and he felt as if his heart was shrouded in a thick fog, and he was still feeling palpitations.

"My child, you're finally awake!" An old woman hugged her son tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Her son had just recovered from that terrible condition; although weak, he was at least alive.

In the streets and alleys, people gathered in twos and threes, supporting each other, their faces showing relief at escaping death.

Their bodies were weak and their steps were unsteady, as if they had just gone through a serious illness and were greatly weakened, needing time to recover.

"Water, give me some water..." a weak voice rang out from the roadside.

A young woman leaned against the wall, her lips cracked, her face pale, and she was on the verge of fainting.

Seeing this, the person next to her quickly poured out half a bowl of water and handed it to her.

The woman took the bowl of water, her hands trembling, and drank greedily, as if it were the sweetest nectar in the world.

"Are we saved? Where is that black smoke?" the soldiers on the city wall asked in surprise.

They looked at each other, bewildered, and asked each other questions.

At that moment, a streak of light flew down from the sky, passing before the eyes of thousands, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, like a dragon whose head appears but its tail is nowhere to be seen.

The people then came to their senses from their previous confusion.

Immediately, a deep sense of gratitude welled up in their hearts, and they all knelt down on the ground, devoutly beginning to worship, whether in the streets and alleys or in the open fields.

"Thank you for the divine protection! Thank you, Grand Preceptor!" the people shouted.

Overwhelmed with gratitude, they clasped their hands together and prayed to the heavens, thanking the mysterious forces that had protected them during the disaster.

Although they didn't know exactly what had happened or who was manipulating things behind the scenes, they did know who had brought them back to their senses from that terrible illusion and allowed them to see the light of day again.

More importantly, they survived!

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Note: Where is the survey conducted, and what is the basis for peace?

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If darkness comes, wield your sword to dispel it.

The world must be transformed, filled with brilliant lights. —From the song "Moonlight as Frost"