Chapter 1555: Chapter 1555

Chapter 1555: Chapter 1555: The Two Worlds Connected

A group of Daoists raised their brows one after another, all coldly staring at Long Fei.

Long Fei looked at them feeling a bit unfamiliar, seeing their angry expressions, really couldn’t recall where he’d ever had any conflict with them.

These people seemed like Physique Refining Warriors; although they were Human Race, their bodies were covered in fish scales and had protruding horns, looking quite bizarre.

He secretly communicated with Shen Yan’er, asking her about the identity of these people.

Shen Yan’er informed him that these people weren’t from this world, but were overseas Loose Cultivators from the Secret Realm.

Under this seabed, a space crack had opened up, connecting the seas of two worlds together.

Entering through the volcanic crater here, below was the East Sea of the Secret Realm.

Long Fei was startled, no wonder the seabed volcano here was erupting so fiercely, it turned out to be caused by the fluctuations from the connection of two worlds.

Just as they were speaking, the surrounding volcanic magma suddenly erupted, deep under the seabed appearing like fireworks blooming in the air.

A group of cultivators squeezed out from inside, shouting excitedly, “Finally made it over.”

Long Fei looked over and frowned.

The people who came over, their leader was burly and strong, over two meters tall, with dragon horns on his head and dark skin with scales.

It was none other than the South Sea Flood Demon King.

Upon arriving, he folded his fists towards the cultivators in front of him, engaging warmly, “Ah, so it’s fellow Daoists from Yingzhou Island, pleased to meet you, pleased to meet you!”

Long Fei suddenly understood, he had wondered who these people were, turns out they were from Yingzhou Island in the Secret Realm.

The seabed volcano continued to erupt endlessly.

Groups of cultivators successfully broke through from the other side, yelling at the top of their lungs, “What the hell is this world, why is the seawater so pungent and foul-smelling?”

“Damn it, we came over, why is no one waiting for us, have Fangzhang Island’s people all died out?”

“This is the flag laid by the ancestors ten thousand years ago, who knows what they have evolved into?”

“Haven’t you heard, there’s a brat named Long Fei who severed our Daoist Orthodoxies?”

“Who is Long Fei? Is he someone from the Ocean Clan?”

A group of people cursed while carrying swords, spears, blades, and clubs, covered in scales and feathers, looking extraordinary and peculiar.

They were acquainted with the South Sea Flood Demon King and the cultivators from Yingzhou Island and exchanged greetings.

These people looked nothing like the Human Race, covered in scales, each resembling either fish-faced, octopus-bodied, with a pair of golden wings, or carrying a turtle shell, all transformed from the Demon Clan.

Not long after, the volcanic crater rumbled, more unstable than before.

A stream of volcanic magma erupted with crimson light, spewing violently upward.

This time, those who came were of Human Race, clad in fluttering snow-white clothes, using Essential Qi to repel the water flow, appearing as if they were Heavenly Immortals even in water.

They were cold and aloof, glancing at those from Yingzhou Island, Fangzhang Island, and the Flood Demon King’s group without greeting them.

Fangzhang Island’s demon cultivators were displeased, coldly cursing, “Penglai Island’s little brats, what are you so arrogant for?”

“Little bastards, won’t even greet people when you see them?”

“Do you Penglai Island folks think you can act recklessly in this sea?”

A group of young Penglai Disciples raised their heads high, continuing to ignore their provocations with disdain.

As they arrived, the volcanic eruptions did not cease.

Cultivators continued to emerge from it, born extraordinarily bizarre, some looking like primitive people, clearly identifying them as undisputed sea Loose Cultivators.

Long Fei observed the fluctuating Spiritual Energy around him and suddenly realized something had definitely happened here, causing the Enlightenment of the Secret Realm, revealing a passage.

These Extraterritorial Loose Cultivators were able to emerge from within one by one.

Zhang Hengyu and Shen Feng clearly noticed this situation too, their swords clashing with a bang, and they retreated backwards.

Zhang Hengyu mixed with Ashiya Douman, while those from Penglai Island, Fangzhang Island, and the South Sea Flood Demon King claimed separate areas, with overseas Loose Cultivators occupying one side.

A group of people stared fiercely at Zhang Hengyu and Shen Feng, frowning and shouting, “Where did these cultivators come from? Why haven’t we seen them before?” Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁

“We didn’t see them at the teleportation array just now either?”

“Could they be cultivators from this small world?”

“Does this filthy, stinky world actually have Daoist heritage?”

They murmured among themselves, only to see Mysterious Light emerging from the volcanic magma, the seabed shimmering with petal-like colors, grandly as if Heavenly Immortals had descended upon the mortal realm.

The Extraterritorial Cultivators bowed and folded their fists, lowered their heads.

“Who is it that has arrived?”

Lin Yingying curiously widened her eyes.

“Definitely not ordinary people!”

Long Fei smirked, glancing behind him, Chu Feng punched Zhang Yang on the head, dragging the limp Zhang Yang over like a dead fish.

Zhang Yang had completely transformed into a berserk state, his body measuring over ten meters, wings sprouting from his back, covered with scales, his head like a crocodile, with dragon horns on his head, unmistakably resembling a Western Winged Dragon.

Chu Feng approached, grinning towards Long Fei, “This kid is quite resilient, took a lot of effort from me.”

He too was attracted by the golden light ahead, curiously asking, “What happened, why are there so many people?”

Their position was somewhat biased, while all overseas cultivators stood around the Undersea Dragon Palace, giving them a clearer view.

Long Fei explained through transmission briefly, and Chu Feng widened his eyes in surprise, not expecting to encounter such a situation in this hellish place.

He asked Long Fei worriedly, “Will they come up to the surface?”

These people were elites among sea cultivators; if they came ashore, surely they would destroy this world.

Long Fei shook his head, confidently stating, “Don’t worry, the Spiritual Energy here is thin, only around this Dragon Palace can it be sustained. If they dare to come ashore, provoke this world’s heavenly prohibition, a Thunderbolt will turn them into ashes.”

“That makes me feel relieved!”

Chu Feng nodded, seeing the Mysterious Light at the volcanic crater suddenly surge, a young man emerged from inside, accompanied by a close white-bearded elder as his protector.

Behind him followed a group of maids, either holding swords, presenting the Incense Burner, carrying fresh flowers, or bearing lanterns, along with two large warriors carrying an ornate canopy and a chair, the grandeur akin to an Emperor’s tour.

These objects, clearly refined from the finest Magical Treasures, were indistinguishable from land even in water.

Just like that golden ornate canopy, it was like a large umbrella, utterly unaffected by buoyancy in the water.

Radiating seven-colored light, continuously rotating and tearing the rolling Spiritual Energy from all around.

After the young man advanced, the warriors behind him promptly presented the chair.

As soon as he sat upon it, the warrior holding the ornate canopy advanced to shield it above his head.

A group of maids stood properly behind him, while the white-bearded elder stood by his side.

All the Penglai Island cultivators approached, folded their fists, bowing down in loud salutation, “Greetings, Seventh Son!”

A group of Extraterritorial Sea Race cultivators showed some disdain in their eyes, muttering that the Seventh Son’s grandeur was truly comparable to an ocean overlord.