Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 27, Dramatic Change

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Nangong Yue shook her folding fan and asked in confusion, "Why does Third Brother look so worried?"

Nangong Fenghuang also turned her head to look at Chu Xiu, "We can continue on the road in half a year at most. The Immortal Dynasty will naturally send cultivators to take over the collection of resources in the new universe. By then, we will be in time to go to the Heavenly Sword Secret Realm. You don't need to worry."

Chu Xiu retracted his gaze from the cosmic rift.

Forced to suppress the palpitation.

Frowning.

Am I overthinking?

My cultivation has reached this point. When facing a crisis, I always have a subtle premonition.

In short, it's better to be safe than sorry.

"How long have Elder Hong and the others entered the cosmic rift?" Chu Xiu looked at Nangong Yue and asked.

Nangong Yue thought for a while, "About two incense sticks of time, they will almost come out."

Chu Xiu nodded slightly, turned around and left.

"Where are you going, Third Brother?"

Nangong Yue couldn't help but speak.

"Continue to retreat."

"Ah, aren't you going to that new universe with us to look for opportunities?" Nangong Yue was surprised.

Chu Xiu just waved his hand, and his back quickly disappeared between the mothership pavilions.

"Why is the third brother so weird?"

Nangong Yue retracted his gaze, scratched his head, and murmured in a low voice.

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Chu Xiu did not return to his exclusive training room.

While everyone's attention was attracted by the cosmic rift at this time.

He quietly retreated behind the battleships alone.

In this way.

Even if something shocking happened in the cosmic rift, he could retreat calmly.

Sometimes, in the face of danger, you just need to run faster than your teammates.

Chu Xiu stopped thousands of miles behind the battleships.

With a wave of his hand, he took a few meteorites with a diameter of thousands of feet and built a simple cave. Then, outside, he quickly set up a sky-deceiving formation to conceal the breath, completely hiding the existence of the cave.

Arrange everything.

He then entered the cave with peace of mind, silently observing the giant gray fog vortex that was constantly devouring the stars.

Before arriving at the Tianjian Secret Realm, he did not want the fleet of the Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty to encounter any accidents.

"I hope everything is just my illusion."

Time passed bit by bit while waiting.

About three incense sticks of time had passed.

The gray fog vortex outside the cosmic rift suddenly seemed to be randomly stirred by an invisible big hand inside, becoming like a twist, constantly twisting.

Noticed this scene.

Chu Xiu suddenly stood up, his expression became extremely solemn, and his pupils stared at the cosmic rift without blinking.

A small black dot rushed out of the gray fog.

"Retreat quickly..."

The hoarse roar of the old man resounded throughout the starry sky, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

The starry sky fleet did not move.

Everyone obviously did not react.

"Hong Lao..."

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Nangong Fenghuang's pupils suddenly shrank.

The man in black robes was indeed Hong Lao.

At this time, his breath was weak, and he looked miserable and embarrassed. His lower body was empty, and the wound was extremely hideous, as if he was forcibly bitten by some ferocious monster.

"How could Master Hong become like this? What happened?" Nangong Yu was full of disbelief, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the deck with a snap.

"Why didn't the other three immortals show up..."

Questions surged into their hearts, making everyone feel uneasy and panic.

Master Hong was like a tattered black kite, desperately flying towards the warships, as if there was a peerless beast chasing him behind him. While running, he shouted: "Get out of here... Go quickly..."

Seeing him so terrified.

Nangong Lindao was so frightened that he dared not delay and immediately ordered the warships to turn around.

Received the order from the eldest prince.

One by one, the warships moved, turned around in an orderly and efficient manner, and began to evacuate slowly.

"Old Hong, what on earth did you encounter in the cosmic rift?" Nangong Lindao on the mothership couldn't help but ask loudly as he looked at Old Hong who was getting closer and closer.

Old Hong's old face, which looked like some bark of a tree, twisted for a while, and his eyes were filled with inextricable fear.

His lips moved, and he uttered the word "sky".

Something changed suddenly behind him.

In the cosmic rift, a dark hand slowly stretched out, and the gray fog around it seemed to be driven away, surging in all directions.

This big hand seemed to be a demon's hand that stretched out from the abyss. It was pitch black, covered with a layer of gray mist, and exuded a palpitating breath. The palm and the back of the hand were covered with dark diamond-shaped scales, like sharp blades, flashing cold light. The five fingers were as thick as pillars of heaven, with five scarlet nails on them, like the fangs of hell beasts, exuding a bloody and ominous breath.

At first, the size of the big hand was only the size of an ordinary planet.

But in just a blink of an eye, it expanded countless times like a balloon that was blown up. It was so huge that it could not be described as covering the sky and the sun. It stretched across the front of the eyes, almost filling up everything within the field of vision.

The five fingers of the big hand closed together, just like catching a fly, and caught Hong Lao in the palm of the hand.

"No——"

Hong Lao twisted half of his body, like a drowning person, waving his arms wildly, trying to break free, and uttered a shrill, desperate scream.

After capturing Hong Lao.

The giant hand gradually shrank and slowly retracted into the crack.

Seeing this scene.

The cultivators on thousands of warships were all terrified, and fear came like a tide, drowning them all.

Even an old immortal master as powerful as Hong Lao seemed as fragile as an ant in front of him.

It was hard to imagine.

What kind of terrifying existence was in the rift.

Escape...

Escape quickly...

Otherwise, they would surely die.

The warships were like a disturbed school of fish, scattering and fleeing, no longer caring about any order or orders.

"Don't worry about these people, Third Sister, let's go..."

Nangong Yue's handsome face turned paler than paper, and when she spoke, her upper and lower teeth chattered uncontrollably.

"Let's go~"

Nangong Fenghuang grabbed his arm, tore through the void, and fled directly.

"Brother, take me with you."

Nangong Yanyu, with a pale face, coughed violently, stretched out his right hand to Nangong Lindao, his eyes full of pleading.

Nangong Lindao hesitated for a moment.

He walked forward, grabbed his collar, tore open the void, and escaped into it.

On the mothership, other princes and princesses also used their own methods to take out escape talismans and magic weapons.

A wisp of bright and blazing escape light spread out like fireworks, colorful and dazzling.

Chu Xiu, who was hiding in the temporary cave of the Sky-Deceiving Array, did not escape at the first time.

He stared at the cosmic rift tightly, and a chill surged in his heart: "This familiar breath cannot be wrong. There is a Heavenly Slave at the other end of the rift..."

The Heavenly Slave who can easily kill the Immortal Venerable is at least at the level of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, or even the Immortal Emperor. Considering the immortality of the Heavenly Slave, if my guess is true, then looking at the entire prehistoric universe, who can compete with it?

This day is about to change.

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