Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

On the other side of the City Lord's Mansion, Fan Ning was standing on the eaves watching the "farce" happening in the city.

The memories of her and Ling You should both be in the "unawakened" stage. Although she vaguely guessed what the conditions were... as expected, it was completely impossible to do it.

"Isn't this not bad?" Fan Ning sat down slowly, resting her head on Ling You's shoulder beside her. As long as she lowered her eyes, she could see all the mundane world.

"What are those black mist-like things?" Ling You glanced sideways and noticed something unusual.

Fan Ning leaned over and whispered, "Hmm, maybe it's a local specialty from some place...?"

But the imitation is not very good.

Fan Ning, who had the good fortune to experience the Battle Royale in the Demonic Beast Abyss, is well qualified to judge.

The abyss... after all, it doesn't have a completely consistent form. Perhaps to put it more clearly, it may not have any form at all?

After all, that kind of thing... I always feel that it would be a bad thing if it had a form.

Ling You was stunned. Although he didn't immediately understand what she meant, he had a vague feeling that such things were not something that could be discussed directly.

He lowered his head and lowered his voice deliberately: "Will it hurt?"

Damage? That would be huge...

Fan Ning pressed the corners of his lips, glanced at the two strands of hair tangled together, and said deliberately: "If it really gets in, it might be very harmful."

Ling You: "...Is everything down here fake?"

"No," Fan Ning restrained the smile on his face for this one thing, "...That's not necessarily true."

It should be said that he had really infiltrated here a long time ago.

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There was chaos in the city. The leader of the Hehuan Sect, who had known that such an incident would happen, quickly realized that something was wrong.

She carefully examined the situation in the water mirror, and her face turned completely ugly when she tried to contact the monk inside but was blocked.

"The fog in here... is a little bit wrong," the head of Yueli Sect, who had previously had close contact with the abyss, discovered a clue. He did not suddenly raise a panic-inducing question, but quickly found Rong Zhao beside him and whispered something to him.

Sword Master's face suddenly turned cold as ice.

The other people who were in the same place finally realized that something was wrong, especially when they gradually heard the extremely low voices of the Yueli Sect disciples, the feeling that something was wrong reached its peak.

"It's so similar... I feel scared even through the water mirror."

"Recalling the bad past..."

"It's so creepy. I don't know if it's a good thing to think about it..."

"..."

The slow-witted elders who had been only responsible for logistics and defense in the past finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

Especially after seeing that the leaders of several major sects all had bad expressions on their faces, his heart was completely in suspense.

"Please summon the disciples above the Nascent Soul stage here first," the leader of the Hehuan Sect made the final decision.

"Disciples in the Jindan stage should take shelter first. There is no need to evacuate. Defend the areas where there are many civilians."

The power of the abyss is not something that can be treated lightly. It is invisible and unmarked, and it will expand and multiply if you are not careful.

Only that madman, the Demon Lord, would be so desperate as to attack it!

"Yes,"

"Yes,"

"Yes!"

The monks who also realized the seriousness of the situation looked at each other with panic in their eyes, but none of them backed down from such an order.

Seeing the disciples disperse, the elders who had been guarding the crystal also stood up one after another, each with a stern expression. Until someone remembered something, he turned and asked Gu Qingzhi, "Master Gu, I heard that you also encountered this problem back then. How did those cultivators..."

"The subsequent suppression of the abyss was handled by us and the demonic beasts together." Knowing what he wanted to know, the head of the Yueli Sect pinched his brows and gave a helpless answer, "As for the early stage... it was because of Fan Ning."

"The rumor isn't false?" The person asking the question was surprised, as if he hadn't expected it to be some fabricated rumor. His eyes lit up a bit, and he even praised Fan Ning generously, "She's truly a young talent. I've heard before that she can withstand thunder tribulations. So this time..."

"This time the situation is different," the Yueli Sect's head felt even more troubled at the thought. "She has forgotten about cultivation. If someone inside reacts in time, it's fine. But if not..."

That is no different from cutting off one's own arm. After all, no matter how special the martial arts is, without spiritual power and memory, it is completely useless!

The person who pricked up his ears and heard this turned pale instantly.

They stared at the two people sitting on the eaves and whispering to each other, as if they had no idea of ​​the seriousness of the situation, and their hearts finally died.

The head of Yueli Sect sighed. Compared to those who had hope but were disappointed, he had accepted it well from the beginning.

"No matter how powerful Fan Ning is, she's only a newly initiated disciple. If we rely on her for everything, how can we be her elders?"

This sentence sounded a strong alarm in their hearts. One by one, those who had secretly complained in their hearts just now felt ashamed.

There was chaos and war outside the Water Mirror, but inside the Water Mirror, the other cultivators who had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation were still living a peaceful life.

No one expected that the real power of the abyss would appear in a sect competition. Those who had not awakened their memories thought of themselves as members of the city, while the monks who had awakened their memories, whose memories were tampered with by the rules, made them think that they were thrown into the real earth. The so-called "black fog" that appeared at this time was just a realistic evil created in the sect competition.

The first one to react was a cultivator in the out-of-body stage. After all, he had seen more than the others, and almost the moment he saw the thing appear, the alarm quickly sounded in his heart.

Coincidentally, at this time, Yu Changqing also came up with questions.

"Is that thing also within the sect's trial range?" Yu Changqing thought about the rules and asked cautiously, "It feels a little too realistic."

"Have you seen it?" The man opposite immediately grasped the key point. He no longer cared about the wine jug in his hand. He pushed open the window and pointed at the mist outside, asking coldly, "What do you think it looks like?"

"The legendary abyss," Yu Changqing replied immediately. Gradually realizing the importance of the matter from his senior's serious expression, he added cautiously, "The abyss I saw before was controlled and transformed by demonic cultivators. It seems a little different from what it is now."

"That's the problem," the man who heard this slammed the wine jug onto the table, his eyes widening with lingering anger. "That madman... actually dared to do such a thing!"

"Go contact the cultivators you can reach first. Don't worry about the sect competition. Go find people now! Wake up as many as you can!" he said. "If there's no news from outside, it's likely something has gone wrong."

“…We must make all preparations.”