Fu Manman was a bit dumbfounded on this side.

Too many things happened within one or two short breaths. One moment she was amazed by the grand fireworks display, and the next everything was "falling apart." Realizing something was wrong, she intended to take Xianchan and leave.

"Chan'Er, let's go out first." She instinctively reached out but didn't feel a small hand grabbing hers.

She turned her head in shock, "Chan'Er?"

Xianchan, who was just beside her... was gone.

Fu Manman's hair stood on end instantly, and she quickly let her spirit search but couldn't find Xianchan even when she extended her spirit to the farthest.

She forced herself to calm down and not panic too much.

She quickly thought, "How did Xianchan disappear? Taken by someone else? No, that's not right. She's not very clever, but she's not a fool. Besides, given her abilities, no one could take her away easily. With the speed of the crowd's movement, it's also impossible for her to be squeezed out of my spirit's coverage in such a short time. Chan'Er is more likely... to have left on her own."

Just like the last time in the safety cabin of the Flying Ship, using some kind of ability.

But where did she go, and what does she intend to do?

No, she's a "demon." If she does something reckless, she might expose her identity. I must find her quickly!

Fu Manman was just about to move and search when she suddenly felt something unusual at her feet.

The street, which was initially solid, seemed to have... softened. It felt shaky, like stepping on heavily liquefied soil. Not only she, but others also felt it. Many even lost balance due to the sudden instability and fell to the ground. Since there were already many people here, the sudden occurrence of such an event caused immediate chaos.

The Cultivators were better off, quickly stabilizing themselves with their cultivation, but the ordinary people who had no cultivation were in trouble. Panic and fear spread through the crowd. Everyone wanted to get out quickly, leading to crowding, falling, and trampling. Cries, screams, and various sounds came like a sudden summer rain, arriving suddenly, and emotions of frenzy, fear, and despair quickly wove into dark clouds.

Fu Manman wanted to leap into the air to escape this liquid-like ground, but no matter how hard she tried, her feet were firmly glued, unable to break free. Even using all her cultivation was futile.

What's happening?

Why has the street become like this!

No, Fu Manman quickly found that not just the street, but even the surrounding buildings had become "soft," starting to sway with the wind. It was as if the whole city had turned into a water city. Wave after wave, centered on Zhenyue Square, spread in all directions, reaching heights of dozens of yards. Countless people were tossed into the air by the city waves and then slammed back into the ground.

The entire Buxu City was shrouded in a massive, heavy shadow amid this bizarre transformation.

Suddenly, a gigantic tail shadow emerged from beneath the "city wave." It looked like a dragon's tail.

This dragon tail silhouette was lifted to the highest point by the city wave, with thousands upon thousands of gray-black hands tightly grasping each dragon scale below.

Fu Manman was somewhat frightened by the terrifying scene. She was momentarily stupefied.

Until the dragon tail lifted to the highest point and slammed down hard, did she regain her composure. A strong sharpness pierced her forehead, her figure shivered slightly, and golden threads flitted across her eyes.

After breaking through the Fetal Movement Realm, this was the first time she used the power of the great road.

A timeless, deep Dao energy rippled across her steps, forcibly breaking free from the city wave's constraints, and she skimmed into the air in one step. Subsequently, she turned in mid-air, holding an umbrella to form an umbrella flower, and with her other hand, slapped the umbrella handle to pierce the umbrella flower. Then, a golden silhouette flashed from the umbrella flower, merging into her body in a blink.

Her eyes completely turned golden, spilling with ancient, timeless power.

The city wave formed by Buxu City continually lifted towards her. Gray-black, grotesque hands tried to grab her feet, trying to drag her back.

She lightly tapped her toes, like taking magnificent dance steps, flitting and swaying in mid-air. As if an elegant feather, looking so beautiful and fragile, yet impossible to touch her.

The dragon tail crashing down from the air smacked the city wave hard.

Boom!

A massive roar accompanied the tragic state of blood and flesh flying, ushering in the climax of tonight's firework feast.

In the pitch-black clouds, a vast firework exploded. And the exploding shape of that firework was precisely a Divine Dragon.

The dragon tail silhouette was too large, sweeping through the city wave in Buxu City, flattening numerous buildings. This once vast and prosperous city, in such a short time, had half of it turned into ruins. And the people in the city, whether ordinary or Cultivators, could not escape the fate, facing the gray-black hands emerging from the city wave, facing the frenzied dragon tail silhouette losing mid-air—powerless to resist or struggle.

Only a few highly capable Cultivators could escape unscathed.

Suspended in the air, Fu Manman witnessed the scene, so shocked that she almost forgot to breathe.

Everything happened too fast, too suddenly.

"Wubing, Chan'Er!" Her pupils trembled, she flew across the sky, and her spirit unreservedly spread across the ground, searching every corner.

At this time, a few powerful breaths swept from the north.

Crown Prince Li Ye Yixian quickly spotted Fu Manman, flying directly to block her path, "Are you Miss Fu?"

Fu Manman recognized him, "You are the Crown Prince."

Beside Ye Yixian was also Ye Wuyue.

Fu Manman hurriedly asked, "What on earth is happening here?"

"It's hard to explain right now." Ye Yixian frowned tightly, his expression very grave, "Where is Fellow Daoist Fan?"

"I don't know. I'm looking for him!"

Ye Yixian glanced at the dragon tail silhouette rampaging through the city and said in a deep voice, "Miss Fu, it's very dangerous here. You should leave first. Chen Yumu, take Miss Fu and the Nineteen Princess to a safe place."

A guard clad in dark armor with a visor approached.

Fu Manman immediately refused, "No need, I can protect myself."

"But it's dangerous here... wait!" Ye Yixian's pupils contracted, "Miss Fu, did you break through to the Fetal Movement Realm?"

"Yes."

Ye Yixian was startled. When he first met her, she was at the Second-Layer Golden Core, and it's only been two years, yet she's already at the Fetal Movement Realm... Does the Eternal Immortal Sect have another genius?

Although shocked, he knew that not to mention the Fetal Movement Realm; in the current situation, even the Divine Split Realm could not retreat unscathed.

He emphasized, "Miss Fu, this is not something the Fetal Movement Realm can handle. Also, this place is now under the control of the Fuxian Bureau, laymen, please evacuate immediately."

Fu Manman was slightly stunned, biting her lip, wanting to say something.

Ye Yixian comforted her, "Miss Fu, you definitely know Fellow Daoist Fan better than I do. He'll be fine. If he intends to do something, you won't be able to help. If he only seeks survival, he'll be in no danger."

"I'm not worried about him. But..." Fu Manman was concerned about Xianchan.

"Crown Prince, the situation is urgent," Ji Wenrui, the Grand Commander of the Fuxian Bureau, said on the side.

Ye Yixian then furrowed his brows, firmly saying, "Chen Yumu, take them to a safe place!"

With that, he quickly moved towards the dragon tail silhouette.

"Ladies, forgive me!" The Crown Prince's attendant, Chen Yumu, clasped his hands, releasing two energy arcs to lock onto Fu Manman and Ye Wuyue, forcibly dragging them out of Buxu City's range.

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