Xu Qing was stunned when he heard the captain. He looked suspiciously at the gate and then at the totem formed by the captain. The last memory in his mind was that he and the captain had successfully devoured the Crimson Goddess' phantom together.
"Why do I feel like I used the domain of forgetfulness after devouring it?" Xu Qing narrowed his eyes and sensed his body. He discovered that everything was fine.
"Could it be…" Just as Xu Qing was in deep thought, the captain's small totem on the gate shouted.
"No, Little Qing, I have forgotten some memories. I'm affected. What's going on? No, I have to think about it carefully. This is too terrifying."
The captain exclaimed.
"Eldest Senior Brother, don't think about it anymore." Xu Qing stood up and walked toward the gate. He wanted to push it open.
However, the instant Xu Qing got close to the gate, the small totem formed by the captain suddenly emitted a blue light. Countless terrifying roars echoed from it.
At the next instant, a red light appeared out of thin air on the captain's totem. It rapidly spread and began to turn the totem into paper.
"I, I, I, I remember now. I was cursed by the Crimson Goddess. I shouldn't have remembered. This isn't right. Little Qing, hurry, hurry, make me forget!!"
The captain was stunned for a moment before becoming anxious. His voice carried endless regret. Xu Qing's gaze also froze and cracking sounds rang out in his mind. His expression changed and he immediately sat down cross-legged, activating the domain of forgetfulness again.
Tens of breaths later, Xu Qing opened his eyes, revealing a dazed expression.
On the gate, the small totem formed by the captain also opened its eyes.
"Hmm? Why do I feel like I've forgotten something? Interesting… Let me recall carefully. I'll definitely remember what happened."
Xu Qing looked around before suddenly speaking.
"Eldest Senior Brother, something is wrong. I should have unleashed the forgetfulness domain, and it definitely was for a reason."
"I probably wanted us to forget some things, and if we remember those things, we will suffer a huge calamity."
"So, I suggest that you don't recall."
As Xu Qing spoke, he stood up and placed his hand on the gate.
"Eldest Senior Brother, let's push this gate open together!"
The captain's small totem was puzzled. After thinking about it, he agreed with Xu Qing's answer. Although he was still curious about what had happened, he still chose to suppress his curiosity.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll think about it in the future. Let's open the gate first and become the masters of Moon Rebel!"
The captain took a deep breath and the small totem he transformed into shone. He cooperated with Xu Qing and the two of them used strength at the same time, pushing forward the gate of the highest hall of the Moon Rebel Hall that had never opened in this era!
The masters of Moon Rebel were about to appear.
At the same time, the crisis of the Bitter Life Mountain Range had also reached a critical moment. With the descent of the Crimson Goddess' mortal shedding, the mountain range was isolated by the sea of blood as well as enveloped by the mortal shedding.
Every time the skin squirmed, the mountain range would shrink inwards a little. All rocks, vegetation, all things, and even all living beings in those parts would be devoured and become a part of the skin.
Under this devouring, almost 70% of the vast Bitter Life Mountain Range had disappeared.
It continued to feed.
The Red Moon cultivators were worshiping fanatically. The high priest was expressionless and didn't look at this, instead he looked into the distance.
His attention was on something else.
"Crown prince, aren't you guys going to appear?"
The high priest mumbled to himself. The encirclement and the slow devouring of the Bitter Life Mountain Range was just his arrangement to achieve his goal; he wanted to use this place as a bait to force the heir and the others to appear.
They were his main targets.
Otherwise, why would he personally come to a mere Bitter Life Mountain Range and even reveal the Red Moon's foundation?
"If you don't appear soon, this place will become Lord's food."
The high priest sneered, while spreading his perception.
At that moment, in the Bitter Life Mountain Range that was enveloped by the Crimson Goddess' mortal skin, all the cultivators were gathered in the remaining 30% of the area.
Despair, fatigue, confusion, helplessness… all kinds of negative emotions appeared in the cultivators here.
Their clothes were tattered and their faces were haggard. Many of them had exhausted all their cultivation and were extremely weak at this moment. They could only wait for death to arrive.
All their efforts were useless. Even the fourth hall master couldn't do anything to the Crimson Goddess' mortal skin.
They had tried their best and erupted with all their might to bombard this dim skin world. However, all of their spells and divine arts were unable to cause any waves.
Mortals couldn't resist gods at all.
The blood rain was still falling and the ground was also submerged, as if it had turned into a river of blood. People could only stand on higher ground as much as possible.
The anomalous substances were extremely dense here. In fact, many cultivators had already begun to mutate and wailed in pain. Their companions could only silently end their suffering, as it was the only way to alleviate their pain.
The fourth hall master looked at all of this bitterly and closed his eyes. The feeling of wanting to struggle but having no effect caused his firm mind to fall into the abyss.
Master Shengluo followed behind him. His face was pale as he looked at the pained cultivators in the surroundings and listened to the countless wails. He was helpless.
The medicinal pills weren't enough for everyone at all.
In the crowd, those followers of Master Pill Nine were also feeling bitter at this moment. They even felt that their faith was about to collapse.
They… still couldn't find Pill Nine in the end. Now that the entire desert had become a sea of blood and the Bitter Life Mountain Range was facing collapse, to a certain extent, it meant that the Pill Nine they followed was either dead or not here.
"I hope Master isn't here…" The leader of the followers, the bold woman, sighed softly.
There was also a small area in the crowd where Ling'er, Ning Yan, and the others were.
The little chicks, Nether Fairy, and Ancestor Mogui were all in the surroundings. As for the apothecary… it had long been devoured by the mortal skin.
"Brother Xu Qing… Where are you…"
Ling'er's body trembled slightly and her face was pale as she muttered inwardly.
Ning Yan fell silent and Wu Jianwu was horrified. Every time the sky squirmed, it would cause everyone's hearts to palpitate.
At that moment, rumbling sounds rang out in all directions as the mortal skin contracted again. Mountain rocks disappeared one after another and areas were devoured. The overall area became even smaller.
However, the resistance didn't stop because it was ineffective.
The fourth hall master's body flew out and bombarded the sky. Those cultivators who still had strength left gritted their teeth and rose into the air, attacking with all their might.
Even if their efforts were for naught, they still had to resist at this moment.
In fact, some cultivators who were about to mutate chose not to let their comrades end their suffering. Instead, with a bitter smile, they soared into the air, heading straight for the mortal skin, where they self-destructed.
Booming sounds rang out, filled with extreme misery.
The mortal skin continued to squeeze. The blood rain became even heavier, drowning out even more range.
As for The gray wind that was obstructing the devouring of the Crimson Goddess' mortal skin, there was little left of it. It could barely produce a whimper, scattered here and there. Only the terrifying swallowing sounds from the Crimson Goddess' mortal skin continued to echo in this covered world.
Time passed amidst this despair.
The area of the Bitter Life Mountain Range became smaller and smaller. When there was only 10% of the area left, the squirming of the mortal skin sped up. In fact, large mouths even appeared in the sky and more blood-red saliva flowed out. The feeling of hunger it emitted was even more intense.
What followed was even deeper despair.
"It's about to end." The fourth hall master spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed bitterly. He looked at his subordinates in the surroundings and cupped his fists.
"Fellow Daoists, if there's still a next life… I'll still choose this path!"
"Gods aren't eternal!"
The fourth hall master let out a deep shout with resolve.
"Hope is what lasts forever!"
The remaining cultivators in this place struggled and let out their final shouts in the midst of their struggles. It seemed like they wanted to release all the persistence and regrets of their lives in this one sentence.
As the sound echoed in all directions, the Crimson Goddess' mortal skin suddenly contracted, wanting to devour the last 10% of the area.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A beam of light appeared out of thin air in this world enveloped by the mortal skin!
The light suddenly arrived and erupted without any warning.
It had been a golden light. After it appeared in the air, it rapidly spread out. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to have transformed into a sun, enveloping all the areas here.
After the blood rain arrived into contact with the light, it rumbled and rolled back.
The sea of blood on the ground directly boiled and surged violently as though it was being dispelled.
The contraction of the mortal skin was halted at this moment. The intangible light turned into tangible support, causing the contraction to come to a halt.
The hearts of all the cultivators here trembled. The fourth hall master also instinctively gazed over. It was the same for Ning Yan and the others, especially Ling'er. Her expression revealed excitement. Her intuition told her that Brother Xu Qing was arriving.
Under the attention of everyone, a bronze gate appeared in the beam of light.
This gate had been so large that it towered into the sky. The moment it descended, waves of terrifying fluctuations spread out from it like an avalanche.
The Crimson Goddess' mortal skin let out a roar. The ground trembled and the sea of blood in the outside world also stirred up huge waves.
All the cultivators of the Red Moon Shrine were shocked. The high priest suddenly turned his head and no longer gazed into the distance, waiting for the heir. Instead, he looked at the mortal skin and his expression changed.
"This aura!"
At the same time, there had been a simultaneous transformation within all the Moon Rebel Hall cultivators in the Bitter Life Mountain Range. In this moment, endless ripples surged in their hearts. Their eyes widened, and a resonance from both their bodies and souls allowed them to instantly recognize this gate.
"This is…"
"The gate of the highest hall!"
"The gate of the highest temple of the Moon Rebel Hall actually appeared here!"
"Wasn't the Moon Rebel Hall sealed?"
"Can it be that…"
Inhales, gasps, and exclamations echoed in all directions at this moment. The enormous bronze gate, standing tall in midair, blocked the contraction of the Crimson Goddess' mortal skin and attracted all eyes.
It slowly opened from the inside out!
Waves of murmurs that were like the murmurs of gods echoed out from the gate and swept in all directions. In an instant, the color of the sky changed and a storm brewed.
Under the excited and disbelieving gazes of all the living beings present… two figures appeared in the slowly opening gate under the endless light…
"Moon Rebel Master!" The fourth hall master's body trembled as he cried out involuntarily.
This voice had been like heavenly lightning, causing everyone's hearts to explode.
At this moment, the entire Moon Worship Region trembled. An intent of recovery erupted from the soil, the mountain range, and all living beings!
