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Chapter 1372: Chapter 1366: Year 1092
[Year 1092]
[Two years after Ancestor Lan declared war on the Great Emperors of the mortal realm and the Great Golden Immortals, the Blood Moon drew increasingly close to Westfall Prefecture.
Half-immortals and immortal kin could not step outside the Blood Moon. Immortal traces appeared in Westfall Prefecture.]
[Your descendant Li Yunbing has grown increasingly proficient in his control over wicked thoughts.
His wicked thoughts have gradually invaded the souls of numerous immortal kin beneath the Blood Moon. Acquired Trait: Evil Demon]
[A true evil demon excels at hiding in the darkness. Li Yunbing, who possesses the ‘Behind-the-Scenes Mastermind’ trait, understands this principle even better.
The intensity of his heart-bewitching evil arts increases by 10%. Perhaps one day, his wicked thoughts will be able to influence the minds of immortals.]
[Li Yunbing relayed intelligence to your family: the Immortal Court’s ‘Hundred-Slaughter Star Lord’, leading other immortals, is currently rushing to the Southern Frontier to prepare for the Blood Moon’s invasion.]
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“Hundred-Slaughter Star Lord?”
Inside the main hall of the City of Merit.
Li Yunlin, Li Kuanghua, Li Xinghuo, and the others also received the news.
The Red Dust Immortal was also present. Furrowing his brows and seeing the gazes of the Li Clan members all turning toward him, he said, “I need to look into this.”
“Big Brother, you’re in the same gang as them. Why do you even need to look into your own people?”
Seeing the Red Dust Immortal wave his hand and a long golden scroll materialize in mid-air, Li Kuanghua couldn’t help but interject sarcastically.
The Red Dust Immortal rolled his eyes.
“So you still remember I’m in the same gang as them? I’m actually not the same as them at all.
In the past, the immortals had the Ancient Immortal Court. The Immortal Court ruled the world, much like the Imperial Dynasty.
After all, the world is a dangerous place, and there are quite a few people like you who want to devour the immortal power we painstakingly accumulated.”
“However, I am different from them. I am equivalent to an independent cultivator in your Imperial Dynasty.
Besides, even if I had seen Him before, how many years have passed since then? I only remember the important things.”
Subsequently, the Red Dust Immortal continuously leafed through the scroll.
As for those ancient characters, even the Li Clan members could only deduce a few clues through derivation.
It wasn’t until the Red Dust Immortal saw an ancient record that his breath hitched.
Seeing the Red Dust Immortal’s reaction, the family members couldn’t help but adopt a solemn expression.
Despite the Red Dust Immortal’s easygoing demeanor, he was actually incredibly unyielding on the outside.
Below the Great Golden Immortals, they had never seen the Red Dust Immortal yield to anyone.
“Hundred-Slaughter Star Lord Zu Ren, a highly-ranked Star Lord among the immortals of the Thunder Department.”
Noticing the confused looks of the Li Clan members, the Red Dust Immortal explained,
“The Immortal Court has numerous departments. Thunder governs Metal, and Metal governs slaughter.
The immortals of the Thunder Department frequently executed the myriad races that later rebelled against the Immortal Court.”
“Zu Ren is not to be underestimated.”
“This immortal has always been arrogant, obeying only the orders of the Immortal Court.
Whenever he receives a command from a superior immortal, He will act on behalf of the Immortal Court without hesitation.
There was once a clan of flood dragons, with over two thousand evil flood dragons in their ranks. This clan’s bloodline was blessed by the ancient divine dragon bloodline.
Born with demonic physiques, they were no weaker than the Dragon Race, and they even boasted two evil flood dragons at the Body Integration realm.”
“The evil flood dragon clan slaughtered the immortal soldiers of the Immortal Court.
However, their habitat was shrouded in poisonous miasma. Let alone immortal soldiers, even ordinary immortals could not enter.
Even Heavenly Immortals would find their strength significantly diminished within the poisonous miasma accumulated by the evil flood dragons over tens of thousands of years.”
“Zu Ren received the order. With a single pagoda and a single saber, He entered the evil flood dragons’ territory all alone.
In merely half a month, He emerged from Flood Dragon Valley.
The poisonous miasma dissipated, and by the time the immortal soldiers entered, there was nothing but a valley full of dismembered flood dragon corpses.”
“This, is also His only battle record.”
The Li Clan members furrowed their brows. A dragon—their family also had one.
Old Dragon was at the Void Refinement realm; a single breath of dragon fire laced with nether qi was something anyone below the Body Integration realm had to carefully guard against, and his physical body had reached the absolute pinnacle of the Void Refinement realm.
In the evil flood dragon clan, there were at least a hundred ‘Old Dragons’, plus two ‘Old Dragons’ at the Body Integration realm.
“His only battle record?” Li Yunlin’s whisk trembled slightly, a somewhat premature thought forming in his mind.
It was a pity that Zu Ren didn’t use a sword; He used a saber.
“Correct.” The Red Dust Immortal replied with a bitter smile.
“His only recorded battle, because after this, every time Zu Ren took on a mission, the target’s location was left with nothing but dismembered corpses, and He subsequently entered the Thunder Department.”
“Besides being a tremendously powerful Heavenly Immortal, He is also a rare immortal among the brutes of the Thunder Department who never underestimates His enemies.
He enjoys slaughter and extracts immortal power from it. He also never fails, because He knows exactly when to strike, moving like a phantom.”
The Red Dust Immortal took a deep breath. “I have an old friend I haven’t seen in many years. I must go pay him a visit.”
“…”
Li Kuanghua’s facial muscles twitched.
Watching the Red Dust Immortal lift his foot to walk out of the hall, she abruptly leaped up from her chair, darted behind the Red Dust Immortal, stood on her tiptoes, and grabbed him by the collar.
The Red Dust Immortal’s face turned ugly. He said anxiously, “Don’t hold me back! I truly have a friend, and it’s a matter of great importance!”
Until he saw the peculiar looks the Li Clan members were giving him.
His face scrunched up bitterly.
“I’m really not joking. When Zu Ren strikes, He guarantees death. Moreover, He has brought the Four Killing Generals of Wind, Fire, Thunder, and Light from the Thunder Department.
Right now, any Body Integration or Void Refinement expert in the Southern Frontier is in danger, and He will definitely target the most important person to kill.”
“I, the Red Dust Immortal, am absolutely a thorn in the Immortal Court’s side!”
However, the Li Clan members paid no heed to the Red Dust Immortal’s cowardice.
Li Kuanghua dragged the Red Dust Immortal back into the hall like a mop, ignoring the look of absolute despair on his face.
Li Yunlin smiled. “Waging war against the Blood Moon, we are inherently in constant danger at all times. It is far too late for the Exalted Immortal to regret it now.
Furthermore, this humble one believes you are not necessarily afraid of the Hundred-Slaughter Star Lord.”
Despite the Red Dust Immortal acting as if he was ready to bolt, the family members knew his true nature perfectly well.
This guy was incredibly shrewd; in the entire Southern Frontier, few were better at hiding their true strength than him.
“Xinjue.” Seeing the Red Dust Immortal being dragged back, Li Xinghuo addressed Li Xinjue, who had remained silent all this time.
“Secretly send messages to the various factions in the Southern Frontier. Tell them to be careful as long as Zu Ren and the Four Killing Generals remain unresolved.”
“Yes.” Li Xinjue withdrew.
“You had better take this seriously!” The Red Dust Immortal said with extreme caution.
“We are looking for a solution right now.”
Li Xinghuo let out a long breath. Looking at the sand table in the hall, he pointed toward the direction of the Blood Moon.
There was a pitch-black area; that was exactly where the Spirit Lord was leading the immortal soldiers.
“The Spirit Lord is ready to swallow our Southern Frontier at any moment.
Wherever the Blood Moon resides, His immortal soldiers will devour everything at an extremely rapid pace, claiming it for the Blood Moon’s use.”
Li Xinghuo pointed at the scattered dots on the sand table.
“He is ready for a decisive battle with us at any time, because Westfall Prefecture, led by the Xuanyuan Clan and the Eternal Immortal Sect, is already preparing for war.”
“To weaken the Blood Moon, we must kill the immortals.
At the same time, if we can capture immortals alive or devour half-immortals, it is an excellent method for us to sustain war through war.
Demonic cultivators can even enter the Blood Moon and absorb the Spiritual power of the immortal kin.”
“The only trouble is…”
Li Xinghuo pointed at the immortal soldier formations within the Blood Moon and waved his hand. A familiar phantom appeared.
“Min Tiange!” Li Yunlin exhaled a long breath, gazing at the family’s old rival before his eyes.
“A cultivator of the Great Dao of Light and Shadow,” Li Xinghuo said with a serious expression.
“With him there, the moment our people strike, they won’t even have time to escape the Blood Moon, let alone infiltrate deep inside it.”
“He possesses the aptitude of a Great Emperor.” The Red Dust Immortal’s expression also grew much more solemn.
“If his Dao of Light and Shadow is not eliminated, the Blood Moon will never have to worry about its rear,” Li Yunlin said faintly.
These words made the Red Dust Immortal’s heart skip a beat.
Looking at the pairs of eyes from the Li Clan members glowing with a predatory green light, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy. “Why… why are you all looking at me?”
“The Exalted Immortal’s Red Dust Realm can block Min Tiange.” Li Yunlin raised an eyebrow.
The words he spoke chilled the Red Dust Immortal’s heart even further.
“Please make adequate preparations, Exalted Immortal. You will join us in charging into the Blood Moon.”
The Red Dust Immortal ground his teeth, his expression then turning icy cold.
He slowly turned his head, looking at his pulled-up collar and Li Kuanghua, who was standing on her tiptoes, deeply afraid that he might run away.
He said in a deep voice, “Little Yellow Bean, rest assured, I won’t run. Min Tiange is but a mere mortal ant; I alone am enough to kill him.
For this immortal, entering the Blood Moon is like strolling into a brothel or a casino. Even the Spirit Lord is nothing to fear.”
Li Kuanghua puffed out her cheeks, maintaining a vigilant expression.
“No, this isn’t your first time doing something like this. The Buddha just told me that the moment I let go, you’ll definitely run.”
The Red Dust Immortal froze. “There’s still a Buddha around these days?”
“I am.”
……
A small village in the Central Plains. Above the clouds.
Li Xinnian looked down at Su Chen, who was dressed in coarse cloth, scruffy-bearded, and unkempt.
This genius who had returned from rebirth stood in a daze in the center of the dilapidated village.
In the center of the village was a dry well.
The once relatively lush village had endured many years and was now dilapidated; the lush grounds were reduced to yellow earth.
Beneath the houses of broken bricks, shattered tiles, and rotting wood, only a few fragile stalks of thatch remained on the windows.
A wooden window, suspended solely by a hemp rope, swayed weakly in the wind against its broken frame, letting out a mournful creak that sounded like the most desolate wail after dusk. The wooden door was tottering.
Li Xinnian frowned. He had followed Su Chen here for many years, and much had happened.
Amidst the chaotic times, the villagers had encountered mounted bandits and evil cultivators.
By now, the people in the village were all gone. The hunter who had saved Su Chen was dead, and the neighbors had either fallen ill or fled.
And this was merely one segment of Su Chen’s life during his centuries of mortal transformation.
After an unknown number of days, Su Chen finally lifted his feet and walked barefoot toward the Imperial Capital.
Li Xinnian took out Li Kuanghua’s Bodhisattva statue. News from the family indicated that the situation with the Blood Moon invasion was growing increasingly dire.
A Heavenly Immortal from the Immortal Court’s Thunder Department, one who governed slaughter, was currently within the family estate.
He didn’t know exactly how much he had missed. Fortunately, he had many fierce ghosts in his spatial ring to devour, so his cultivation was only slightly delayed.
“How long will it take for Eldest Brother to successfully complete his mortal transformation?” Li Xinnian exhaled a long breath.
In Nangong Qingya’s memories, even until the very end, he had not broken through to the Body Integration realm.
He could only pin his hopes on Su Chen, aiming to change the fate where Su Chen knowingly marched to his death beneath the Blood Moon to seek revenge against Min Tiange.
Only then could he save his wife.
“Power… power!”
Li Xinnian clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging all over his body.
“If I were strong enough, if I could break through to the Body Integration realm in a short amount of time, how could I pin my hopes on others!”
He let out a low growl. Over the years, he had roared in anger more than once, even turning the most vicious words in his heart upon himself.
He had thought of method after method; he wanted to grasp sufficiently powerful strength.
But whether it was considering demonic transformation or coexisting with the Immortal imprisoned by the family, he could not find a single way to change the current situation.
From childhood to adulthood, he had been doted on by the family. Every single day, he strove to meet the expectations of his elders.
He was meticulous, walking on thin ice, yet even so, he could not keep up with the pace of the era.
Ever since the Blood Moon’s descent, he could feel his own weakness every single day!
He had once thought about competing with Min Tiange, but the closer he got, the more he realized he was merely an ant beneath Min Tiange.
He had once said he wanted to meet the heroes of the world; whenever he thought of this, he felt nothing but a wave of shame and a flushed face.
Consequently, his face turned ferocious, and evil intentions surged from his heart.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. He had pursued goodness his entire life; now, under such pressure, he was on the verge of emotional collapse.
“No, no, no. Humans are born with an inclination toward goodness; evildoers are not tolerated by heaven and earth.
Every action must have a cause, and even when committing evil acts, one must seek a good outcome.” Li Xinnian let out a long breath and lowered his eyes.
With clarity in his eyes, he reflected aloud, “Li Xinnian, oh Li Xinnian, he who commits many injustices is doomed to perish.”
Soon after, he followed Su Chen, walking forward.
This pursuit lasted another half a month. But this time, Li Xinnian frowned.
Su Chen’s previous tracks had always led to villages and towns, but this time, he passed through populated areas without stopping.
Li Xinnian faintly sensed that a Dao rhythm was forming on Su Chen’s body.
Lost in thought, he picked up Li Kuanghua’s spirit tablet to inquire.
From within the Bodhisattva statue came Li Kuanghua’s solemn voice:
“Xinnian, come back. The direction he is heading in… the Hall of Heavenly Principle has investigated it over the years. Min Tiange once appeared in that area.”
Li Xinnian put away the Bodhisattva statue, his eyes narrowing slightly.
“Eldest Brother is going to settle his karma, venturing alone into…”
“The Peerless Hall!”
Meanwhile.
Back in the family, Li Kuanghua’s expression darkened. “Su Chen is heading to the Peerless Hall. That is Min Tiange’s faction, and that faction’s foundation…”
Li Kuanghua hesitated for a long time, then silently took out a Bodhisattva statue.
“Senior, please do me a favor. Look after a child from my clan. After all, compared to gifting you the three corpses, this little favor is nothing.”
In the Imperial Capital.
Zishu Feng, who had just emerged from the Human Emperor’s Palace, held the Bodhisattva statue that was speaking human words and curled her lips.
“I knew that you giving me this thing meant nothing good.”
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