So, you can’t really tell if some of those wandering heroes are actually from the Demon Sect.
And they didn’t just bring members of the Huanmo Sect—nope, other shady characters decided to crash the party too.
The chaotic scene was getting more disheveled by the second.
And all of this was transmitted through the Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains, clearly seen by the audience both inside and outside the Imperial Capital.
“Is there a program at the Hundred Flowers Festival for this? Can I grab a few ladies too?”
“Are you blind? What kind of program blows up the harem? The Demon Sect actually made it to the Imperial Capital!”
“Are we changing the world here or what?”
The folks in the inner and outer city were in a frenzy, unable to get any peace.
Meanwhile, Emperor Jingtai squinted his eyes, peering over at the harem while surrounded by several Master Boundary Protectors. The black smoke was being suppressed, but it hadn’t completely disappeared.
Yu Wen Cuojin was still at large, while the chaos at the Meridian Gate continued.
He slowly spoke up, “Noble lords, if we delay, things might change.”
Lord Qian and a couple of others nodded slightly.
Emperor Jingtai sighed lightly, and once again, a pair of pupils morphed into brilliant golden suns in his eyes.
The Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains spread out, suddenly shimmering with ripples.
The mountains and rivers within looked almost real yet transcended reality, making countless people feel incredibly insignificant, as if they were floating under an expansive sky.
A mere flick could make the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths tremble with unseeable terror.
“Non-court personnel and anyone above the Third Realm, no fighting allowed.”
The Emperor’s voice carried an authoritative air that echoed throughout the Imperial Capital.
The immense national fortune surged violently, with strands of invisible yet very real projections cascading down.
Every warrior above the Third Realm felt a sudden weight pressing down on them, bound by rules.
Their powers didn’t vanish; they just couldn’t act. If they did, they would suffer backlash from their own ‘path.’
The Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains naturally had the ability to suppress everyone, including those at the Seventh Realm, making them all mere mortals if it wanted to.
However, moving those kinds of rules was a heavy burden—if an Eighth-Realm individual showed up, it could backfire spectacularly.
Preventing Third Realm folks from acting had a similar effect, but the cost was something to discuss over tea.
In an instant.
The various inner scenes projected and outer scenes shone brightly faded away, the chaos turned into something resembling a brawl over water rights between two villages.
The Celestial Patrol had official positions, so they weren’t affected by the rules.
Suddenly, it seemed like the scene was under control.
“The way of fate and divine weapons truly exists on two separate planes.”
Li Mo was reminded of the Ruyi Jingu Bang from the small world.
That was definitely not a divine weapon, and it didn’t possess the terrifying qualities of the way of fate.
Honestly, even if it did, he couldn’t harness it—he could only perceive its wonders.
“It’s not over yet.” Ying Bing floated behind him, her eyes deep as a frozen mirror, touching upon Taiyin consciousness.
Li Mo nodded.
The Huanmo Sect couldn’t possibly be here just to snag some ladies, right?
On the contrary, at their most serious moment, Qin Yuzhi could become the Sect Leader, so who knows!
The key was that it didn’t look like they’d managed to grab anything at all!
Despite being a bit unseemly, the Huanmo Sect isn’t entirely foolish; they have quite a few prodigies within.
Li Mo’s Fated Divine Eye had never been turned off.
He had seen the recent predicaments of numerous members of the Demon Sect, and those ordinary cult followers were just there to nab a few ladies—they never managed to hook the big catches.
Suddenly, he spotted the figure of the Blood Refining Hall Master among the crowd.
Setting:
【Name: Lu Ziqing】
【Age: 86】
【Root: Blood Sign Body】
【Realm: Eight Heavens of Dharma Body】
【Destiny: Purple with Grey】
【Evaluation: The Blood Refining Hall Master of the Huanmo Sect, on the surface, he is a renowned alchemy master of the Green Wood Association, but he is indeed an alchemy genius who has produced many bizarre pills with extraordinary effects—however, the side effects are quite a mess, including the dispersal of divine power.
He also created a pill that keeps one eternally youthful, yet turns one’s flesh and blood into stone, making them a living marble; and there’s one for enhancing virility, but it could also turn men into pretty boys…】
【Recent Encounter: Awakening the remnants of the Blood God sealed within the Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains, helping the Blood God revive in the City of Divine Beings, using him as a fulcrum to unseal and break free!】
“Oh no!”
A flash of lightning crossed Li Mo’s mind.
At the Blood Refining Hall’s hideout, that arm parasitizing the Yin Yang Hall… during the Armament Conference, the scattering of divine power… the Hundred Flowers Festival, the Green Wood Association spent a hefty sum to compete, but an unexpected variable popped up—
Was it all to awaken the Blood God?
Was the remnant of the Blood God sealed within the Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains?
Just as everyone thought that this comedic spectacle from the Demon Sect was about to be extinguished without any surprises, unexpectedly—
Surprise struck.
From within the crowd, a figure hidden among the wandering heroes suddenly began to sing an ancient, resonant melody. The people around her erupted with dark-colored patterns, bursting out in blood light.
Qu Songyun’s chest cracked open as a dry, dark red arm reached out, shimmering with a bloody glow, stretching toward the Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains.
This arm was deceptively simple yet sinister, rippling through the void as it broke free from the confines of the Grand Map.
It radiated a horrifying life force, but just a glance sent a chilling sensation through one’s own vitality, making you feel like it no longer belonged to you.
“Evil and heretical!”
Lord Qian snorted coldly, as he couldn’t ignore someone threatening His Majesty manipulating the Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains any longer.
He reached into the void, summoning lightning to coil into a spear of divine retribution in his palm.
The electric light shattered through the air, obliterating everything in its path.
The arm didn’t dodge, nor did it retaliate, even when terrifying wounds appeared on it.
It rushed toward its initial target—the entrance to the City of Divine Beings!
Crack—
Veins bulged on the arm, its size exploding, suddenly, in comparison to the opening door of the City of Divine Beings, it wasn’t exactly small!
“Damn it!” Lord Qian forcibly halted the lightning spear.
He couldn’t attack his own Grand Map of Rivers and Mountains.
“Where are the noble clan members? Why haven’t they arrived yet? Is His Majesty to strike himself?” another Master Boundary Roared, only to be met with silence.
Crack crack—
The City of Divine Beings tried to close up, but the power of the remnant Blood God was beyond any reasonable understanding.
It had mastered certain rules of this ‘prison’ after being sealed for so long.
It was like a person locked in a prison, becoming the head honcho of the jail cell—though they couldn’t just waltz out, they could still use the prison’s rules to do things for themselves, like getting a leg of chicken from the guards, or making the latch close a few minutes later…
Boom—
Another arm reached out from the City of Divine Beings, exuding boundless blood energy.
It swatted up all those members of the Demon Sect who had been quietly gathering.
Nope, it didn’t refine them right away.
Instead, it intended to sweep them all into the City of Divine Beings while the gates were still closed!
It aimed to pull its followers into the City, to aid its escape!
