Chapter 737: The Secret Realm Collapses II
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Even the Venerables of the Wind Clan, the Rain Clan, and the Decepticons were also shocked.
Wan Lao'er's heavy eyes swept over everyone, and he nodded heavily, "Yes, the old man estimates that it will only take a month, or even less!"
As if to confirm what Wan Lao'er said, as soon as his words fell, a low roar came from the continent in the cracks, and everyone on the top of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain felt that the entire sky was shaken. And the cracks in the air are even bigger!
"Then how do you make a move?" someone was anxious and asked loudly, after all, the elite disciples of this clan can be inside, if all of them fall, such losses will be huge, and they can't afford it!
Wan Lao'er said slowly: "There is a plate in my Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, which was left by the Holy Ancestor at the beginning, and it can be sealed stably to a certain extent, as long as ten Venerables work together to inject mana into this plate, it can be effective!"
As he spoke, Wan Lao'er took out an object from his body, which was a black disc, the size of a basin, with some strange runes engraved on it.
The Venerable of the Rain Clan asked, "How long will it take to stabilize this seal?"
Wan Lao'er said slowly: "It's best to control this plate until the disciples of all clans come out!"
Everyone was shocked, they couldn't imagine that it was so serious, and they couldn't help but be extremely worried about the safety of the disciples of their clan who had entered the secret realm.
The Venerable of the Rain Clan stepped forward, looked at the people around him, and said, "We have dozens of Venerables here, everyone takes turns to control this plate, and change people every day, how about it?"
The Venerable Decepticon was a middle-aged man with a strong build, and said loudly, "I think Brother Yu has a very good intention!" and said, stepping forward, side by side with the Venerable of the Rain Clan.
Someone took the lead, and other Venerables came out one after another, after all, they also had many disciples in it.
Wan Lao'er shook the disc in his hand, suspended it in the air, bent his fingers with both hands, and more than ten magic tricks were played, submerged into the disc, and suddenly the entire disc flashed with brilliance, and the glow was shining, and a huge coercion gushed out, and a thick blood-colored pillar of light rose from the disc, submerging into the crack in the air.
"Please fellow Daoist brothers inject mana into the plate!" Wan Lao'er said in a deep voice.
When the first group of ten Venerables heard this, they immediately took action, and all kinds of light flashed, submerging into the disc, the blood-colored pillar of light was thicker and more condensed, and as the blood-colored pillar of light sank into the crack, everyone immediately felt that the crack stopped the trend of continuing to expand, and the continent vibration inside seemed to have weakened a little.
"It really works!" the faces of the various clans were happy, and many Venerable Beings were also slightly relieved.
"I hope that the disciples of all races can come to the vicinity of the exit as soon as possible!" Wan Lao'er's face was a little gloomy and he said softly.
At this time, the disciples of all ethnic groups in the secret realm were all fleeing in embarrassment, and they no longer had the interest to fight with each other, so they went down all the way for more than half a month, but they only walked seventy or eighty thousand miles, and if they continued like this, it would take almost a month to get the exit.
However, the Secret Continent is becoming more and more unstable, and all kinds of mutations are becoming more frequent, and the danger is getting bigger and bigger, which has also had a great impact on their journey.
During this time, some seriously injured people of various ethnic groups were devoured by the danger on the road, and sometimes a huge hole was suddenly cracked from the ground, and a strong suction force appeared, sucking the people flying in the air into the ground and dying in the cracks, and sometimes there were spatial cracks in the air, which directly strangled people into pulp.
Du Feng's face was gloomy, and he was a little worried, if he continued like this, he might not be able to reach the exit in seven hundred and forty-nine days, but this time he finally had a big harvest, not only could he completely exempt his mother's punishment, but also had a lot of spirit stones left, and his net worth was much thicker. But you must leave smoothly!
Although Feng Qingye's injuries had improved, they were still extremely serious, so he ordered Feng Haoran to take over and lead more than twenty people from the Feng Clan and several other disciples of the small clan, a group of fifty or sixty people, to rush at full speed.
Although it has a flying spirit weapon, but in this case, no one wants to ride, after all, if it is dispersed like this, even if it is dangerous, it will not be served by a pot, otherwise, if a large space crack suddenly appears, it will directly swallow the spirit weapon, wouldn't everyone die together!
"Hey, today's situation seems to be better, more stable, not as it was two days ago!" Du Feng frowned slightly, a little surprised to find the change.
"Yes, it seems that it has really stabilized, it seems that the situation on this continent has improved a little, is there something wrong with the prisoners?" someone asked with luck.
"No, it's likely that someone from the outside world discovered the anomaly in this place and intervened!
The other tribes also noticed the change, and their hopes were stronger, and they all hurried desperately towards the exit.
A month and a half later, the disciples of all clans finally arrived near the exit, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they reached the exit, the strong people of the clans outside could exert their magical powers and pull them out of the secret realm.
The ground shook, and there were big bottomless cracks everywhere.
Click, click, lightning and thunder thundered in the air, and spatial cracks appeared from time to time, flashing with colorful light.
The Secret Realm Continent was becoming more and more unstable, and the disciples of all races were shocked, looking at the situation around them in horror, for fear that something dangerous would suddenly appear.
However, when the disciples of the various clans arrived near the exit, they found that the situation was a little bad, due to the destruction of the seal of this continent, the entire continent had changed too much, the land that was originally the exit position had changed, it was actually cracked and drifted away, and they were still tens of thousands of miles away from their original position at the moment.
The time was coming soon, and although they guessed that there were strong people from their respective clans in the outside world, no one could be sure how long they could delay.
The situation in front of them will take them another two or three days, and it is likely that the forty-nine days period will be missed!
"Let's go!" Feng Haoran's expression was calm, carefully inspected the surrounding terrain, compared with the map, but it had completely changed, the original mountains were now flat, the lake had disappeared, and he could only roughly determine the direction, and finally he gave the order, and everyone flew at full speed.
What you see along the way is a post-apocalyptic scene, all kinds of monsters are scurrying around, trying to escape, but from time to time there are cracks in the ground, rolling boulders, and collapsed trees crush and hit them, and countless monsters die.
Du Feng was also sad when he saw it, in the face of this kind of disaster, weak creatures didn't even have the ability to protect themselves, and could only be devoured by life.
He didn't want himself and his family to be as helpless as these creatures, so he had to be strong!