Grasping the Evil-Chapter 888: Black Snow Descends This Night
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor dismissed three bizarre phenomena, pondering slightly.
If he could rely on the power of the Chessboard of Cause and Effect, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor believed he could calculate the true causality. However, to use the chessboard, he must first awaken its spirit.
That spirit was troublesome, having troubled him for years.
"Back in the days, when I slew the Taicang Calamity Spirit, I seized a beast named ’Causality’. Since hiding in the Land of Dreams, I’ve made this beast the spirit and forged the Chessboard of Cause and Effect, yielding seventy-two black and white pieces in total. White for fate, black for destiny..."
"I’ve long completed the thirty-six white pieces, thus achieving the position of controlling fate..."
"But the thirty-six black pieces, I’ve only completed six so far... The difficulty in completing them lies in the Causal Beast being uncooperative..."
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor frowned slightly, raised his hand, and pointed to the sky. The wind and thunder intertwined in the firmament, instantly black and white intersected, revealing a massive black and white chessboard thousands of zhang wide.
On the chessboard were thirty-six white pieces and six black ones, each piece holding a red-eyed chess soul, with resentment soaring to the heavens!
The thirty-six white chess souls were all astounding figures of good fortune, at least bearing six-colored immortal fate!
The six black chess souls, either human or beast-like, were all cursed masters or fierce beasts with cultivation beyond eons!
If the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor could complete the black pieces, he would have long controlled the destiny of heaven and earth.
Unfortunately, the Causal Beast looks down on him, aiding him in completing only six black pieces. From the seventh piece onward, it no longer assists him...
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor originally intended to use his power to cultivate a Life-Decree Holder to become the seventh black piece, suppressing the Causal Beast with the Undying Devil Vein to make it submit, but the Life-Decree Holder was slain!
Other suitable cursed masters for the black pieces, he already had candidates, but without the seventh piece, those candidates were meaningless!
"Causal Beast, appear at once and meet me!"
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor shouted to the firmament, then sent a few words down to Wind-Thunder Mountain.
Moments later, beneath Wind-Thunder Mountain, the Observing Stars Platform became a scene of blood and cries, where tens of thousands were sacrificed by his disciple Si Kong to awaken the Causal Beast.
The blood shone like flowing water, dyeing the void with a bizarre red, above the thousand-zhang chessboard, a giant silhouette of a strange beast slowly appeared. At the moment this beast manifested, the power of causality in heaven and earth began to tremble, while the chess souls on the chessboard crawled to the ground, seemingly fearing this beast extremely.
It resembled both lion and dog, its body covered with snowy white fur, radiating divine aura dazzlingly, its eyes were red, but its spirit awareness was low, unable to speak.
This was the Causal Beast!
The Causal Beast yawned drowsily, glanced at the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor with contempt, closed its eyes disdainfully, and continued to slumber in the air.
Though the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor is a Great Emperor of the Human Race, in the eyes of the Causal Beast, he is no more than dust.
It can see the causality of the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor, knowing that he will one day fall and perish, and compared to its former master, he is naturally as insignificant as dust.
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor, proud as he is, being regarded as worthless by a beast, his expression instantly turned grim.
Yet, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor understood why the Causal Beast looked down on him.
There are only a hundred and eight thousand Causal Beasts in the world, existing only in the higher realm of Tribulation Sky, viewing the realm of beings with disdain, serving as slaves to guard the heavens for the Calamity Thought Master.
The previous owner of the Causal Beast could be said to be the Master of Calamity Thought, and compared to the Calamity Master, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor is as insignificant as dust.
"This beast cannot speak and has low spirit awareness, yet its personality is incredibly arrogant. No matter how I try to persuade or threaten, it refuses to aid me in completing the black pieces, forever looking down on me. Truly infuriating! If not for the fact that this beast is an indispensable spirit of the Chessboard of Cause and Effect, I would not have kept it until today!"
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor cast a cold gaze over the Causal Beast, no longer looking at it, waved his hand towards it, and the beast shadow instantly transformed into a string of snow-white prayer beads, falling into his palm.
Meditating on the mat, he fiddled with the beads, muttering incantations, and began the third divination.
Beneath Wind-Thunder Mountain, Si Kong gazed passionately at the Observing Stars Platform, and behind him stood five other Dao practitioners, their cultivation varying from Enlightenment to Shedding Void Stage, all disciples of the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor.
These people all dabble in the path of divination, and to witness the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor performing causality divination was a great opportunity for them.
"Is that the Causal Beast raised by our Master, such terrifying causality power, transforming into Beads of Karma!"
"Though our Master has misdivined many times in nearly two hundred years, once he uses the Chessboard of Cause and Effect to reveal the Beads of Karma, there’s hardly anything in this world he cannot deduce! Even if the one who killed the Life-Decree Holder is an Immortal Emperor, they can’t escape Master’s divination!"
...
In the Barbarian Wilderness Ancient Domain.
Using the Heaven Prying Rain Technique, Ning Fan silently observed the actions of the demon race, his frown deepening.
Even though he has already stained the Poison Dragon Ancestor with causality, the uneasiness in Ning Fan’s heart kept increasing.
In the Uninhabited Valley, atop a low mountain, the rain poured like a waterfall, yet as the raindrops reached Ning Fan’s front, they diverted on their own.
Ning Fan with his Ghost Eye Clan mask, his gaze shifting between shade and shine, pointed his fingers like a knife, cut off a strand of silver hair, and activated his Divine Skills, divining something.
Ning Fan was not proficient in divination, but after unlocking The Second Gate of Tianren, his connection to the heaven and earth grew closer. Even without mastering divination techniques, he could deduce some celestial fate.
After a round of deduction, the silver strand in his hand spontaneously ignited, burned to ashes.
He could only perform a simple deduction, the result was just one sentence!
"Causality is difficult to sever, great disaster shall come!"
Ning Fan’s gaze instantly intensified, knowing well that his act of framing the Poison Dragon Ancestor has not escaped the eyes of the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor!
Gradually he noticed that the celestial fate around him trembled slightly, giving him the sense of being divined.
"No wonder he is the Fate Wielding Great Emperor. It seems evading the divination of this person is not easy. Is he conducting a third deduction on me... This divination is indeed formidable, even though I separated from causality, he still vaguely traced it to me!"
"Relying only on the Innate Ghost Mask to obscure this divination is insufficient! If I had other Innate Treasures, I might borrow a strand of innate power to disrupt the celestial fate, obscuring causality once more..."
Ning Fan’s eyes flashed brightly, he possessed not only the Innate Ghost Mask!
Innate Treasures are extremely rare in the world, even an Immortal Emperor cannot have many. Ning Fan, blessed with defying fortune, has not just one Innate Ghost Mask, but also a bottle gourd for refining Innate Treasures. Moreover, he owns the Yin-Yang Twin Monuments, another Innate Treasure!
The Yin-Yang Twin Monuments, anchoring both realms of the Xuan Yin Treasure, were acquired when Ning Fan merged the dual locks into an Innate Treasure.
With his current cultivation level, he cannot summon the Twin Monuments from the realm, but if he enters the Xuan Yin Treasure, he can certainly borrow their power.
Ning Fan’s gaze fixed, his figure flickered, entering the boundary between East and West of the Xuan Yin Treasure, flying atop the nine layers of clouds, invoking divine skills. The towering Yin-Yang Twin Monuments immediately flew in from different directions, crossing layers upon layers of clouds, and merging into one.
Ning Fan sat with dignity atop the Twin Monuments, azure spikes flashing in his eyes, ten fingers conjuring spirit sense like fleeting illusions.
His heart spirit gradually sank into the Twin Monuments, commanding their power to guard against Heaven’s prediction around him.
In an instant, the sky above the Xuan Yin Treasure suddenly manifested a seven-colored eye!
As soon as the seven-colored eye appeared, before it could open, Ning Fan suddenly stood from atop the Twin Monuments, with a large grab, the innate power immediately condensed into a thousand-zhang sword spike, slashing towards the Heaven!
That slash had no sharp sword cry, but was enough to sever Heaven’s prediction directly!
As the sword light fell, the seven-colored eye was instantly cleaved in two, blood splattering across the sky, not having any chance to open!
At the peak of Wind-Thunder Mountain, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor calculated to a critical point, and suddenly his right eye felt pain, blood flowed freely!
The right eye was not blind, but was severely injured!
"Indeed! The killer of the Life-Decree Holder isn’t Dulongzi. Although I couldn’t probe this person’s identity, I sensed the power of two innate treasures on him. Relying on the strength of these two treasures, he shattered my seven-colored eye with a sword! And this person doesn’t seem to be in the primitive and wild, but in an inner realm I haven’t seen... is it the Yin Yang Locket..."
"Within the Dreamland Realm, there aren’t many masters possessing two innate treasures, all are Immortal Emperors. This person, bearing two innate treasures, very likely is an Immortal Emperor... but there’s another possibility, his good fortune far exceeds peers, although not an Immortal Emperor, he inversely holds two innate treasures."
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s gaze became somewhat solemn, wiping his right eye with a hand, the bloodstain immediately cleared, the right eye quickly restored.
A thought stirred, azure spike flashed in his eyes.
"I am a practitioner at the First Realm of Celestial Beings, with Unity of Heaven and Man cultivation, nearing a breakthrough to the Second Realm. Coupled with the power of Unity of Heaven and Man, enough to pierce this person’s innate treasure defenses, extracting Heaven’s prediction for calculation!"
"Water Mirror Technique!"
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor bent a finger forward, a round blue water mirror instantly appeared in front of his body.
His palm reached into the water mirror, clasping within as if grasping the cause and effect of all heavens and earth.
Simultaneously, above the Xuan Yin Treasure, turbulent seven-colored mist surged forth like waves rolling.
At the center of that mist, gradually tore open a huge vortex, the core of the vortex was a blue mirror lake, hanging upside down in the sky. At the heart of the lake, suddenly flew out a gigantic thousand-zhang azure arm!
As the arm emerged, the entire world began to tremble, countless Cauldron Furnaces within the Eastern boundary sensed the tremor but knew not what transpired.
Wrinkles lined that arm, skin and flesh dry, yet robust and powerful, as if it could command the Heaven and Earth Ring!
Once the thousand-zhang arm appeared, immediately, its five fingers clenched, grasping towards Ning Fan’s position among the immortal clouds.
Ning Fan’s gaze sharply steeled, azure spikes flashing repeatedly in his eyes, distinctly seeing through that azure giant hand as Tianren Green Qi illusions!
In this moment, he seemed to have an illusion, not an azure giant hand descending from the sky, but the entire world!
"No wonder you, the Fate Wielding old man, can integrate Tianren Green Qi into calculations, forming divine skill. If unable to withstand this technique, this divine skill will seize Heaven’s prediction, calculating everything!"
"But what a pity, this giant hand is merely Tianren Green Qi illusion from the First Realm of Celestial Beings, while I am at the Second Realm!"
"This technique, to me, is useless!"
Ning Fan’s eyes flashed fiercely, stepping on the immortal clouds, raising his head abruptly, glaring at the giant hand in the firmament with fury.
Just a glance, carried more heaven’s power than the giant hand, forcing the assault of that hand to pause, not daring to fall upon Ning Fan.
Ning Fan sneered like a demon, opened his mouth towards the sky for a swallow, that giant hand instantly shattered into countless green qi, swallowed into his belly, vanishing like smoke.
The devilish aura in his eyes intensified, since Calamity Awakening, his heart as a cultivator of the Yin Yang Transformation awoke once more.
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s green qi technique was seen through by Ning Fan!
A practitioner at the Second Realm of Tianren, could effortlessly divine divine skills, creating magical arts, learning and wielding the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s Water Mirror Technique, not difficult!
With Ning Fan’s cultivation, unable to open his own water mirror, yet could reverse the path of the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s mirror lake, offering a counterattack.
Ning Fan enveloped his fist in green qi, with an aura like a wild wind strong enough to reverse, silver hair dance wildly, towards the hanging mirror lake delivering a punch.
The punch glow blasted into the mirror lake, instantly shattering the lake and dispersing the rolling seven-colored mist all around.
At the peak of Wind-Thunder Mountain, in front of the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor, the water mirror suddenly shattered, in the moment of shattering, inexhaustible green qi converged into a punching glow, fell towards the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor, unavoidable!
All the dominion around Wind-Thunder Mountain, condensed into this fist!
The entire world, seemed as if only Ning Fan’s punch was left!
This was Ning Fan’s first counterattack against the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor in his life, carrying an intent to harm the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor!
This punch was not aimed at a person, but at Heaven’s prediction itself, landing heavily on the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor, not causing physical harm, yet in a split second, shattered all Heaven’s prediction power on him!
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor was activating the Water Mirror Technique to calculate, and suddenly, with his prediction shattered, his complexion turned pale, coughing a mouthful of golden blood.
That golden blood clearly was Primordial Spirit Essence Blood, this punch, unexpectedly due to wrecking the prediction, caused backlash, injuring his Spirit foundation!
Below Wind-Thunder Mountain, all six Dao practitioners including the Life-Decree Holder revealed astonishment, they had followed the Fate Wielding for many years, yet it was the first time witnessing him cough blood!
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s gaze was likewise severely shaken, if his senses weren’t wrong, the killer of the Life-Decree Holder turned out to be a practitioner of the Second Realm of Tianren!
He was not a practitioner of the Second Realm, naturally not knowing Ning Fan’s opening of the second gate.
In his memory, within the Dreamland Realm, practitioners of the Second Realm of Tianren were very few, all without exception were Quasi-Saint level figures!
"The killer of the Life-Decree Holder isn’t an Immortal Emperor, but... a Quasi-Saint!"
"Everything else can be faked, but the Second Realm of Tianren... cannot be faked! To oppose me, turn out to be a Quasi-Saint, cough cough cough..."
Within the Dreamland Realm, not all Quasi-Saints can open the second gate of Tianren, but those who open the second gate, are certainly Quasi-Saints!
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor naturally wouldn’t believe anymore, any non-Immortal Emperor practitioner could open the second gate of Tianren.
Coughing another mouthful of Primordial Spirit golden blood, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s face became so dark it seemed to drip water.
With his various methods, even if the Life-Decree Holder is an Immortal Emperor, he can avenge this hatred. But if the opponent is a Quasi-Saint who has opened the Second Gate, then the matter of revenge needs careful consideration...
"So it’s a Quasi-Saint, heh, what a Quasi-Saint, to kill my Ning Fan’s disciple, using great ability against the small, truly shameless!"
"Today, even if it costs me dearly, this old man wants to see who exactly you are, Quasi-Saint!"
"Causal Beast! Give your strength to this old man!"
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s eyes widened in anger as he raised the Beads of Karma high into the sky, pinched a spirit sense, and immediately turned pale as gold paper, evidently paying a great price to borrow the power of the Causal Beast.
Simultaneously, atop the clouds in the Xuan Yin Treasure domain, a black and white checkerboard suddenly appeared, revealing a shadowy ancient chessboard.
That chessboard imprisoned Ning Fan within, and at the center of the chessboard, a huge shadow of a lion and dog appeared, pure white, which was the Causal Beast.
The moment the Causal Beast appeared, it lazily yawned, its beast eyes full of disdain, casually sweeping its gaze over Ning Fan.
In its eyes, there was always disdain; it could see everyone’s cause and effect, could see everyone’s past and future.
The cause and effect it saw couldn’t be told to anyone else, so it couldn’t inform the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor that his destiny was to be killed by someone, his success and failure both tied to fate.
It saw the weak future of the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor dying unwillingly, naturally looking down on the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor.
It equally looked down on Ning Fan, because from Ning Fan it saw a cause that originated from the Rain Immortal World, an extremely weak interface. Ning Fan had come all this way today, yet was only at the Enlightenment stage, unable to attract the attention of the Causal Beast.
But soon, the Causal Beast saw Ning Fan’s effect!
That effect stretched forward indefinitely, boundlessly, without end!
That effect led to endless darkness, filled with bones and slaughter along the way!
That effect gradually exceeded its judgment, it could no longer see where Ning Fan’s end in life would be!
Since becoming an Artifact Spirit, the lazy Causal Beast revealed a terrified expression for the first time!
Facing just Ning Fan’s cold gaze, the Causal Beast almost collapsed in fear on the ground, its fur standing on end, trembling non-stop, and soon its shadow shattered, fleeing the place directly.
It was extremely afraid of Ning Fan!
Atop Wind-Thunder Mountain, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s gaze suddenly contracted, staring incredulously at the sky above.
Yet he saw the Beads of Karma that had been circling mid-air suddenly break apart, reverting back to the Causal Beast’s gigantic shadow.
At this moment, the Causal Beast’s expression was full of terror, making it hard for the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor to imagine what the Causal Beast had seen that would make it so afraid!
"This beast has always been arrogant, even when seeing me, it has never feared me in the slightest, but yet it fears that person like a tiger. Who exactly is that person?"
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor couldn’t know the cause and effect seen by the Causal Beast, the only thing he could do was borrow the Causal Beast’s eyes to see Ning Fan’s ghostly masked silver-haired face.
Ghost Mask, silver hair, and opened the Second Gate of Tianren... Within the Dreamland Realm, is there such a Quasi-Saint...
That Ghost Mask was undoubtedly an Innate Ghost Mask; the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor first thought of the Slaughter Hall but then denied it.
In the Slaughter Hall, the only one with an Innate Ghost Mask was the Slaughter Emperor, who was neither a Quasi-Saint nor a Heavenly Immortal Practitioner!
Apart from the Slaughter Hall, it seems there’s another force where someone holds an Innate Ghost Mask...
"Southern Heaven Secret Clan, Calamity Tribe Chief, Huo Dou! Is it you who killed the Life-Decree Holder!"
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor took a deep breath, his expression gradually calming.
If the one who killed the Life-Decree Holder was truly Huo Dou, then he shouldn’t act rashly... He still has designs on the Southern Heaven Calamity Clan.
According to what the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor knows, the Southern Heaven Calamity Clan has always been eyeing the Sword of the Heaven-Wildering Saint from Eastern Heaven’s Slaughter Hall...
"This old man’s plan is originally to watch the Calamity Clan and the Slaughter Hall fight to the point of mutual exhaustion, secretly seize the sword, and before achieving this purpose, it’s not wise to avenge Huo Dou and attract attention from this clan... This sword is indispensable to my plan, even for the sake of this sword, I must swallow this humiliation..."
The Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor closed his eyes unwillingly, and when he opened them again, there was no expression visible, all emotions were retracted.
The Life-Decree Holder is dead, and it’s not advisable to disrupt the plan for him.
Of course, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor has already noted this rivalry, and once he obtains the Sword of the Heaven-Wildering Saint, he will definitely settle this account with the Calamity Clan!
Speaking of which, he had planted a pawn in the Calamity Clan, a person enslaved by the eighth Black piece.
Though he can’t openly attack the Calamity Clan, in secret, he can certainly do something...
"Si Kong! Secretly contact the eighth pawn and deliver this order to them! I need to immediately retreat to heal my injuries!"
"I’ve already calculated that the demon race’s collapse in the Barbarian Wilderness is imminent... You don’t need to go to the Barbarian Wilderness to die!"
"The matter of the Life-Decree Holder doesn’t need further investigation! No one is allowed to mention today’s events anymore!"
...
Within the Xuan Yin World, Ning Fan watched the fleeing shadow of the Causal Beast, his brow deeply furrowed.
He didn’t know the species of this beast, nor did he understand why the beast fled desperately after glancing at him.
The only thing he could feel was, after this beast left, he no longer felt the sensation of divination, and the uneasy feeling in his heart completely dissipated.
Once again cutting off a strand of silver hair, using the Tianren Green Qi for divination, Ning Fan calculated another result.
’Trouble transferred to the east, two birds with one stone.’
Ning Fan didn’t know the real meaning of this phrase, but he vaguely guessed that for some unknown reason, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor seemed to have dismissed his intent to kill him.
"Trouble transferred to the east... Has the killing intent of the Fate Wielding old man been diverted elsewhere..." Ning Fan frowned, pondering deeply.
He naturally didn’t know that his actions disturbing the third divination actually caused the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor to make an erroneous judgment, shifting his hatred towards the Southern Heaven Calamity Clan.
The Calamity Clan, one of the ten great secret clans, is the sworn enemy of the Slaughter Hall!
Ning Fan didn’t know this, so naturally, he didn’t understand what two birds with one stone meant.
Though the crisis had receded, Ning Fan showed no sign of relief, instead closing his eyes wearily and sighing repeatedly.
Even though he had narrowly avoided the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor’s disaster and had wounded him in their first counterattack, he was ultimately still evading, still fleeing, avoiding a full confrontation with the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor.
"It’s not enough, still not enough! If I had the cultivation of an Immortal Emperor, what need would there be to fear the Fate Wielding Emperor? I could head straight for the Southern Heaven and confront him!"
"My cultivation is still insufficient!"
After running multiple simulations and confirming that the crisis had truly dissipated, only then did Ning Fan dispense with the Ghost Mask and begin his journey back to Tianman City.
By the time he returned, night had fallen. In Tianman City, within the Zhao Residence, Old Monster Tu, Tieya Daoist, and the Four-eyed Demon Monarch stood in the courtyard, their eyes turned downward, ignoring the tense atmosphere in the main hall.
In the main hall, Liu Yan and Zhao Die’er looked warily at Fairy Hanwux.
Though Zhao Die’er had encountered Fairy Hanwux and the Four-eyed Demon Monarch before, with Ning Fan absent and these people suddenly arriving, they couldn’t help but be on guard.
Meanwhile, Xian Luoli was munching on Thunder Pills like snacks, her curiosity piqued by the sight of Fairy Hanwux.
Allowing the little girl to gaze at her curiously, Fairy Hanwux was not annoyed, having heard of this girl being Ning Fan’s ’daughter’.
"So, he already has a daughter..."
"What matter is he dealing with that has delayed his return? Could something have happened to him?"
Fairy Hanwux practiced her cultivation techniques to heal her injuries, though anxiety flickered in her beautiful eyes from time to time.
She worried about Ning Fan’s safety, her mind continuously replaying the brief moments they had shared.
She first met Ning Fan on a painted boat in Bianliang City, where she initially showed apathy towards him. It wasn’t until Ning Fan repelled Old Monster Tu with a single blow that she began to take notice of him, although she felt no additional emotions.
On their next encounter, during a joint venture into the Yellow River Labyrinth, Ning Fan saved her from peril by ensnaring her with his bewitching technique, causing a tingling sensation that made her feel utterly embarrassed...
She was grateful for Ning Fan’s assistance, though recalling the enchanting sensation left her face flushed.
Afterward, Ning Fan rescued her once more, saving her from Sparrow God Kidd’s schemes; without him, she would have already perished...
She harbored gratitude toward Ning Fan, along with some inexplicable concern...
Revisiting those scenes, she suddenly remembered Ning Fan’s previously distant words.
Ning Fan had gone off on his own, clearly to undertake some secretive task, a task he hadn’t shared with her, revealing a sense of distance.
Reflecting on this, Hanwux felt unexpectedly stifled, releasing a sigh of resignation.
"He should be safe, right..."
Before her sigh ended, Fairy Hanwux’s beautiful eyes suddenly gleamed.
At this moment, excitement also shone in the eyes of Liu Yan and Zhao Die’er.
Meanwhile, Xian Luoli let out a jubilant cheer, dashing toward a white-robed youth who had just entered the main hall.
"Daddy, you’re finally back! Xianxian missed you so much!"
"Yes, I’ve returned."
Ning Fan stroked Xian Luoli’s silken silver hair, though he furrowed his brow slightly, looking out toward the courtyard.
For some reason, the black snow that had been diminishing started to fall heavily again this night...
Though the unease instilled by the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor had faded, a new tension began to settle...
...
For Ancestor Dulong, today was destined to be futile and powerless. Although he was an Immortal Venerable, with an Eighth Tribulation Position Holding Immortal Emperor targeting him, no good outcome could await him.
At this moment, Ancestor Dulong no longer had the leisure to stir unrest among the five territories of the Human race, quickly ordering a military retreat and returning alone to the Northern Territory.
Upon his return to the Northern Territory, Ancestor Dulong immediately contacted the True Dragon Clan, requesting that other Immortal Venerables be dispatched to garrison the Barbarian Wilderness. However, there was no prompt reply from the clan to his request.
"Damn it, am I to wait here in the Barbarian Wilderness to die? If that Eighth Tribulation Great Emperor arrives, how could I withstand him, it would only end in death!"
Feeling the biting cold of the Position Holding Blood Seal etched into his bones, Ancestor Dulong drank Spiritual Wine, attempting to drown his sorrows.
Amidst his drunken haze, cold laughter suddenly reached Ancestor Dulong’s ears. With that laughter, he was instantly jolted awake.
"Ao... Ao Xuan, the Honored Immortal! Why have you come to the Barbarian Wilderness? Have you been sent by the clan to replace me?"
Ancestor Dulong jumped to his feet, offering a conciliatory smile to a scarred man standing beside him, who was lightly laughing.
"No! The Clan Leader’s intention is that you needn’t hurry to return to the Barbarian Wilderness right now, nor should you worry about that Human Immortal Emperor coming after you, because he no longer has the chance to reach the Barbarian Wilderness!" Ao Xuan replied coldly.
"No chance to reach the Barbarian Wilderness? What do you mean?" Ancestor Dulong was bewildered.
"Step outside and see for yourself how heavily the snow is falling."
Upon hearing Ao Xuan’s words, Ancestor Dulong immediately exited the main hall, utterly astonished by the sight of the densely falling black snow.
"Impossible! The Reverse Infant has clearly been largely destroyed; only 40% of the formation has been unsealed... How could this snow be... Could it be..."
Ancestor Dulong looked towards Ao Xuan for confirmation.
"The Clan Leader foresaw the Reverse Infant being discovered by Humans and prepared a substitute in advance, though none expected the unsealing of the formation to be sabotaged... It presents some trouble."
"Yet it matters not; although only 40% of the formation remains, it’s enough to perform a blood sacrifice on the Barbarian Wilderness and achieve the collective goal of our True Spirit Race! The Sky Desolate Ancient Realm’s entrance, one of which is situated in the Barbarian Wilderness, now is the prime moment to unseal this entrance, with no room for error! The Clan Leader has ordered you and I to unseal the ancient realm’s entrance and, at the same time, retrieve the Candle Bow!"
"Now, in this Barbarian Wilderness, nobody can enter or leave! Not even an Immortal Emperor!"
Ao Xuan almost cruelly smiled; he wasn’t here to allow Ancestor Dulong’s retreat to the Land of Dreams, but to assist him in completing their mission!
"The Clan Leader commands that the Barbarian Wilderness become the Dongfu Realm of our True Dragon Race again, without fail!" (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
