Lord Shenxiu-Chapter 502: A Thousand Miles of Red Land (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Chapter 502: Chapter 502: A Thousand Miles of Red Land (Seeking Monthly Votes)
"...Humbly offer the feast!"
Atop the Heavenly Altar, the old emperor had finished reciting the prayer, and as the torches approached the incense burners, the musicians played ’The Chapter of Great Peace’, and countless offerings were sent into the burner to be incinerated.
The crumbling Changluo yang City and the clashes between more than ten Dharma Bodies failed to draw even a glance from the old emperor.
He calmly watched the countless offerings turn to wisps of smoke and ascend to the heavens, hoping for a response from ’Heaven.’ free𝑤ebnovel.com
"What will the Heavenly Dao of the Seven Luminaries Heaven decide?"
"No, could this imperial sacrifice be successful, or could it not?"
The Fourth Prince, also dressed in ceremonial attire, albeit less regal than the old emperor’s, stood at the front, his heart filled with anxiousness and anticipation.
There were two other princes with the same feelings, standing solemnly and motionless.
Yet the Fourth Prince felt as if cold, piercing stares—like venomous snakes—were constantly being shot his way, making him feel as if he were on pins and needles.
On the outermost edge of the Heavenly Altar.
Imperial Censor Jiang Tan stood in a corner, his posture as erect as a green pine.
The imperial sacrifice ceremony was of utmost solemnity; any thoughtless movement, noise, or disruption would be met with death!
The old emperor was already somewhat mad, and of course, Jiang Tan dared not defy his will.
But as he glanced with his eyes, he only felt... the sky was clear for thousands of miles.
It appeared that the heavens had not changed one bit!
Amidst the eerily calm atmosphere, the grand sacrificial ceremony gradually drew to a close with ’The Chapter of the Good Fortune’ playing.
...
"In the Imperial Palace... countless treasures... myriad cultivation techniques!"
Watching one Dharma Body after another emerge from the Imperial Palace, Zhong Shenxiu couldn’t help but entertain certain thoughts.
But he immediately shifted his gaze, telling himself, "Wait a bit longer, look a bit more... Does the Second Yan Han Empire have only a few Dharma Body Tributors? I do not wish to seek my own death, although dying isn’t much, but losing the Spiritual Treasure would be irreplaceable."
Although Changluo was lively with conflict, Zhong Shenxiu, staying on the outskirts as a mere spectator, was still quite safe.
Even if he occasionally caught the brunt of a Dharma Body battle, he was, after all, someone who could exchange a few moves with Qingwei Dao Miao Zhenjun, so mere reverberations were not enough to kill him.
As for some Loose Cultivators with aspirations like his, including those of Primordial Pill and even Primordial Spirit level, they too observed the battle, only to be injured by Dharma Bodies or killed by aftermaths, resulting in dire casualties.
In this world, when immortals fought, mortals did not just get caught in the crossfire—they ensured death!
Even to be a curious spectator, one needed strength!
Zhong Shenxiu fetched a melon from within his Wuji Pearl, ready to enter into the spirit of the occasion, when his expression suddenly changed, looking towards the Imperial City.
A barely perceptible brilliance, like a nimble fish, weaved through the vortex of the Dharma Bodies’ great battle, actually reaching the edge of the Imperial Palace!
"Definitely a Primordial Spirit— and an extremely formidable one at that!"
"One wonders whether such dedication and willingness to take risks is motivated by a desire for revenge or for lucrative gain."
Zhong Shenxiu silently applauded this brave soul, and then saw two beams of light fly out from the Imperial Palace, indeed two Primordial Spirit Tributors!
The depth of the Second Yan Han Empire remains unfathomable.
"Yan Han dogs, you slaughtered my entire family, even if my Primordial Spirit disintegrates today, I will destroy your Imperial City and exterminate your three clans!"
The Primordial Spirit suddenly released a frightening demonic light, repelling the two Royal Tributors.
Then it transformed into a black sun, seeming ready to crash into the Imperial City and set the entire city ablaze!
Suddenly, six major Demon Path Dharma Bodies acted at once, striking upon the barrier, causing the Mahavairocana Prenatal Matrix of the Two Realms to visibly display a major flaw in the direction of the Imperial City!
The next moment.
The black sun vanished.
A jade-like hand rose from the depths of the Imperial Palace, just a gentle pat was enough to annihilate the formidable Primordial Spirit.
"The Immortal’s Corpse!"
Countless minds like Zhong Shenxiu’s, primed to take advantage of the chaos, retracted back, screaming in horror.
The Corpse-Refining Immortal, although not ranked among the top five Immortals, was after all a Resident Immortal, blessed with eternal life and astounding prowess.
"The Imperial Family of the Second Yan Han Empire really does have a Corpse-Refining Immortal stationed there!"
Zhong Shenxiu took a bite of melon, having already guessed this possibility, "But... the six paths of the Demon Sect might not be without one either... Now that the opposing Corpse-Refining Immortal has made the first move, even though he eliminated a Primordial Spirit, he also lost the initiative. If it were me, I would not waste this opportunity."
Just as this thought emerged, he saw the sky tear apart, and a humanoid silhouette stepped through.
’He’ was only the size of an ordinary person, yet lacked any distinction of gender, their surface covered in a layer of dense darkness that was still slowly flowing.
Corruption, fall, evil, sin...
All kinds of inexplicable demonic intents spread out from within the darkness.
At that moment, with just a single point, the white jade-like huge hand shrunk back.
The pitch-black figure took one step after another, entering through the main gate of the Imperial City.
Even those with Dharma Bodies engaged in battle dared not get close to him.
Immediately after, a mass of thick darkness spread like ink, making the entire Imperial City seem to sink into a marsh, slowly descending.
’The exchange between the two Corpse-Refining Immortals is truly beyond comprehension...’
Zhong Shenxiu shook his head but felt an unprecedented strengthening of a certain greedy thought he had harbored before.
"Charge!"
"Storm the Imperial Palace!"
"Even if it’s just one treasure, it will be of endless benefit for life!"
From around Changluo, countless Loose Cultivators who had been hiding swarmed towards the Changluo Palace like locusts.
This was clearly not normal!
’Even though the Imperial Family’s Corpse-Refining Immortal is entangled, it’s still extremely dangerous. Have these cannon fodder gone mad? Or are they influenced by some inexplicable will?’
Zhong Shenxiu summoned the Wuji Pearl, protecting his entire body, and suddenly felt an intense premonition of a great disaster approaching.
Without thinking, he rode the Heavenly Demon Banner and escaped a hundred miles away.
Immediately after, he saw a swath of red clouds drifting from the west. Wherever it passed, the land would be scorched, not a blade of grass remaining.
Cultivators beneath the swath of red clouds, even if they were Primordial Pills, would scream in agony, their skin bursting open like ordinary people exposed to harsh sunlight, becoming walking corpses.
The expanse of the scorched earth kept spreading, clearly aiming for the entire Heavenly Altar.
This was a calamity akin to a natural disaster!
’Wherever it passes, the earth turns to scorched land, are you a Corpse-Refining Immortal or a Drought Demon?’
Zhong Shenxiu muttered under his breath, yet he recognized that this was likely the Demon Immortal originally sealed within the Nine Palace Cave Heaven, who had now also made a move!
Above the Heavenly Altar, the Dharma Body of Qingwei Dao Miao Zhenjun completely solidified, with vast purple energy guarding the entire ritual platform.
But beneath the red cloud, it was clearly about to collapse.
After all, he was just a True Monarch, nowhere near the match for a Corpse-Refining Immortal!
The chasm between classes is not so easily crossed.
’Hm?’
Zhong Shenxiu suddenly sensed some information from his second Primordial Spirit and without hesitation, abandoned Changluo, circled around, and headed towards Dragon Tiger Mountain.
...
Just a moment ago.
Dragon Tiger Mountain.
"The Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony is about to begin."
Zhong Shenxiu’s second Primordial Spirit walked out of the book mountain and exited the Lie Xing Hall, gazing up at the sky with a trace of anticipation.
"Su Daoshi, Dragon Tiger Mountain has already been placed under martial law. Why are you still wandering about so freely?"
Zhang Taichu, a major Cultivator, floated over on a cloud, frowning upon seeing this.
Following him were the three brothers, Zhang Yuansong, Zhang Yuanqi, and Zhang Yuanfu.
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