Before her, there was no longer a cave, but a massive and deep crater.
The crater was shrouded in dust, obscuring visibility.
The surrounding trees had long been affected by the explosion, torn to shreds by a mighty force, transforming the once dense forest into a barren land.
This scene sank Mu Ge’s heart.
She stumbled and ran to the edge of the crater, shouting towards the bottom of the pit, "Mu—— Qing—— Ge!"
However, only the shattered winds, torn by the Purple Realm Strong Person’s power, echoed around.
"Ahhh——! Come out——!"
Mu Ge’s shouts echoed on, but there was no response from Mu Qingge. Instead, she heard the frantic voice of Elder Beiming.
Suddenly, a purple light shot from the bottom of the crater, landing on the ground.
Mu Ge took a few steps back, fixed her eyes on it, only to see Elder Beiming’s black robe in tatters, clutching his head painfully, rolling on the ground.
What had happened!
Mu Ge’s eyes narrowed slightly, not approaching, merely observing from the side.
On her left hand, electric sparks wrapped around but could no longer coalesce into a dagger, leaving only faint purple threads.
A few kilometers away from the forest, the waves of the Purple Realm Strong Person’s attack were contained within a transparent shield, preventing them from spreading to Luodu and alarming the masters within.
Outside the shield, a figure stood in the air. Snow-white, tall and majestic. Ink-black hair cascading to the knees, stirring without wind. Holding one hand behind him, wide sleeves hid his flawless, with long fingers like jade.
The other hand was splayed open, sleeve hanging down, as formless, overwhelming power continuously poured into that shield.
Suddenly, he clenched his fingers, producing a crisp shattering sound. That transparent shield inexplicably fractured, dispersing the force waves within into nothingness.
After finishing all this, he brushed his fingers lightly, casually withdrew that bewilderingly beautiful hand.
Swiftly, a black shadow appeared out of thin air, landing behind him, kneeling on one knee, speaking succinctly: "Holy Master, this came from the southern forest."
Underneath the transcendent white robe, his invisible divine sense swiftly scanned towards the south.
The next second, those captivating yet indifferent eyes suddenly tightened, and his entire being vanished on the spot.
"Mu Qingge." Mu Ge’s voice was incredibly weak, but her eyes, clear as water, fixed on the transparent silhouette without blinking. She seemed even more transparent, even weaker.
"Was it you just now," Mu Ge asked.
Mu Qingge smiled indifferently, unconcerned as she replied, "If you hadn’t severely injured him, I wouldn’t have been able to take advantage. Like you said, the trouble I caused must be resolved by me." Mu Qingge’s gaze fell on Mu Ge’s wretched body, slightly dimming: "But, in the end, it still implicated you."
"Are you okay?" Somehow, Mu Ge felt Mu Qingge seemed strange at the moment.
Mu Qingge lowered her eyes, slowly shook her head, "No worries, just a bit tired. You should rest, and think of a way to leave." Finishing, she vanished before Mu Ge.
Mu Ge frowned slightly, she was indeed badly injured, but reassuringly she felt her body slowly mending.
This heaven-defying self-healing ability was clearly acquired after taking the Genetic Transformation Agent.
Thinking of this reason, Mu Ge felt a hidden excitement. The surprises brought by the Genetic Transformation Agent were increasing.
Therefore, compared to her own condition, she was more concerned about Mu Qingge’s anomaly. Her departure was too hasty, and after Elder Beiming’s death, she was too calm.
Suddenly, a strong presence emerged abruptly, tensing Mu Ge’s entire nerves, with a thought exclaiming: ’Bad!’ How could she now, in this shattered body, fight anyone?

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