Chapter 197: Brand New Ancestral Tree Space
A red sun descended on the night sky of Nandou Forest.
The red sun was infinitely dazzling, waves of heat waves spread out, the night sky was dyed white and red, and the ground below was melted and cracked because of the heat waves.
Song Jinglun was in the sun, holding a long sword, like a god descending to earth.
The burning fire of life in all the Changlin people was suppressed by the sun in the sky.
"Is this the real red sun of heaven..."
Priest Xigu looked at the dazzling sun in the sky, and the suppressed fear finally spread out uncontrollably.
At this time, she realized that the so-called unyielding will seemed so insignificant in the face of absolute strength.
Song Jinglun's sleeves fluttered in the fierce hot wind, and he waved his hand casually, and the blazing red sword came down along the light of the red sun.
The long sword was extremely fast, but in the eyes of all the Changlin people, it was so slow, strangling everyone's throat bit by bit, making people gradually suffocate.
Boom!
The long sword did not penetrate anyone, but sank into the center of the Changlin magic array.
Instantly, starting from the center of the magic array, the earth plate began to crack inch by inch like a broken eggshell.
It was as if there was a dormant volcano below, which suddenly erupted after accumulating power for thousands of years.
The red lines spread, and with a loud bang, the earth broke open a bottomless abyss.
The Changlin formation collapsed instantly, and all the Changlin people were blown into the sky along with countless heavy soil blocks.
Song Jinglun's other hand was shot out of thin air, and the invisible big hand strangled the necks of all the Changlin people.
At this moment, from the priests to the ordinary people, no one could control their life and death. Their lives were completely in the hands of the white-clothed man in a red sun.
Su Wan'er looked at the white-clothed Song Jinglun with a scornful smile on his lips, and couldn't help shedding tears of despair. Bathed in the scorching sun, her consciousness gradually blurred, and unknowingly, the phantom of Shu Han emerged in front of her.
"Save us..."
Just when her consciousness was about to fade, ripples suddenly appeared in the surrounding space and time.
Countless white ancestral tree flowers flew out from the ripples of space and time, and the sea of flowers poured out, immediately relieving the scorching heat of Song Jinglun's sky fire and red sun.
Song Jinglun frowned when he saw this sudden sea of flowers, and soon every Changlin tribe member was covered with flowers, and strong space and time fluctuations came again.
Hundreds of Changlin tribe members began to flash blue and white light.
Song Jinglun's pupils shrank suddenly: "Not good!"
He was about to make a move, but in an instant, all the Changlin tribe members in front of him disappeared, leaving only the sea of flowers.
"How could this happen!"
Song Jinglun stood high in the sky and suddenly saw the same blue and white light flashing in the Nandou Forest like stars. He looked far away and found that the source of the light was scattered sacred trees.
Every sacred tree distributed in the Nandou Forest was emitting blue and white light, and this light was diffused for dozens of miles around the magic.
Like night lights, they lit up the entire Nandou Forest from inside to outside.
However, the next moment, these blue and white lights disappeared collectively. Looking closely, the forest covered by the light just now also disappeared with the light.
Nandou Forest lost one-tenth of its area in an instant, and the Changlin Clan and their sacred trees disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed.
"This..."
Song Jinglun watched all this happen from high in the sky, and for the first time, his calm face showed extreme anger.
He subconsciously wanted to hide his anger in front of his disciples, but in return, he only had a twitching and twisted face.
The scattered Huoyun Momentary monks were so scared when they saw the head of the Supreme Sect like this.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Song Jinglun's long sword made three slashes, and immediately cut three bloody scars on the face of the beautiful Nandou Forest, venting his anger. The jumping flames set off his twisted face. The Huoyun Momentary monks had never seen such a terrible side of the head of the Supreme Sect.
"Return to the clan!"
Su Wan'er woke up from her confusion. She was sore and weak all over, lying on a huge leaf. She rubbed her eyes, sat up slowly, looked around, and found that there were lush ancient forests all around, peaceful and harmonious.
The hell created by Song Jinglun seemed like a real and terrible dream.
She slowly flew to the treetops, looking up, the dazzling green ocean spread to the sky.
"Where is this? Is it still in the Nandou Forest?"
At this time, the flying ancestral tree flowers attracted her attention. She looked far away in the direction of the flowers and was surprised to find that there was a light spot standing on the distant skyline. All the flowers came from that light spot.
Su Wan'er flew towards the light spot. As she got closer and closer, the light spot became bigger and bigger. Finally, she saw the shape of the light spot. A huge sacred tree was the ancestral tree that the Changlin clan had worshipped for generations!
"Ancestral tree?"
She estimated the distance between herself and the ancestral tree, at least hundreds of miles away.
"Am I in the Ancestral Tree Space? But the Ancestral Tree Space is less than 20 miles wide. When did it become so vast?"
Suddenly, a space wave appeared in front of Su Wan'er's eyes, and a person walked out of the space wave.
Seeing him, Su Wan'er's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and she murmured: "My Lord..."
Shu Han looked at her tearful appearance and smiled: "Why are you crying? Are you not satisfied with the current Ancestral Tree Space?"
Shu Han looked around and sighed: "The current ancestral tree space is one-tenth the size of the Nandou Forest, and all the sacred trees have been recalled to the ancestral tree space. Your wish has come true. The Changlin people can live in the ancestral tree space for generations, and they don't have to be hunted down by Huoyun Shanshan outside."
Su Wan'er murmured, "Really?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
Suddenly, Su Wan'er rushed into Shu Han's arms and burst into tears.
Her past worries, fears and despair turned into unstoppable tears at this moment, all pouring out.
Shu Han was stunned for a moment, patted her back gently and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay."
Su Wan'er cried in Shu Han's arms for a long time, then let go, looked at Shu Han with admiration and respect, and choked up: "Thank you for saving our Changlin clan, Wan'er is willing to work hard for you and serve you forever!"
Shu Han laughed: "That's not necessary."
Su Wan'er complained: "Does your lord dislike Wan'er?"
"No, it's just that I'm leaving, and I probably won't see you again."
Su Wan'er asked anxiously: "Where are you going, lord?"
At this time, Shu Han began to flash blue and white light, and he smiled softly: "Miss Wan'er, let me tell you a secret, actually... I'm not from your Changlin clan."
After that, his figure became more and more illusory.
Su Wan'er was stunned and murmured, "You are not..."
Shu Han took off the world-changing magic, revealing his original appearance, and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, Miss Wan'er, live well with your people in this space. If we are destined, I look forward to seeing you again in the future! Goodbye!"
After that, Shu Han's figure became more and more illusory. Su Wan'er was anxious and reached out to touch Shu Han, but in the end she was empty.
She trembled and said, "Sir, Wan'er doesn't know your name yet..."
The rootless voice floated in her ears.
"Shu Han."
After hearing this name, Su Wan'er wiped away her tears, smiled happily, and prayed devoutly.
"Sir Shu Han, I wish you good luck in immortality."