Lord Shenxiu-Chapter 506 New Beginning (Requesting Monthly Pass)

Emperor City Changluo.

The Sect Masters of the six paths of the Demon Sect, the leaders of the three Immortal Sects overseas, and the Dharma Bodies of the Royal Tribute all stopped in their tracks.

Even the four Corpse Immortals tacitly ceased their actions and gazed toward the cloudless sky.

Many eyes also turned towards the old emperor himself.

But they saw the old emperor showing a look of disappointment, suddenly bending his body, and coughing violently, filled with pain.

"Why?"

"Why is there no change at all?"

"Could it be... the Heavenly Dao no longer exists?"

Jiang Tan, the Fourth Prince, and others were also extremely surprised.

Before long, one urgent report after another flashed through the Spiritual Books, all from the various borders.

The content was largely the same... Black Fog dissipated, the national boundary no longer existed!

"No! I refuse to believe this!"

The old emperor also learned something and suddenly roared in anger.

"Hehe... How amusing, the Heavenly Dao here has indeed been twisted... practically half-mad! Since it’s half-mad, it won’t act according to common sense, nor will it heed prayers. The Emperor prays for longevity and the dynasty’s fortune, while heaven grants the extinction of Black Fog, quite fair, this is reasonable!"

The Five Lotus Primordial Monarch suddenly covered her lips and giggled, her tone fraught with indescribable mockery.

Even the Fourth Prince and others felt an unusual irony.

Was this the result of the Emperor’s painstaking efforts and utter devotion, the sovereign of the Immortal Emperor bowing before the Heavenly Dao? The Second Yan Han Empire went from an isolationist state to flinging its gates wide open?

While there were weak forces like the Quanrong amongst the natives of this realm, weren’t there powerful forces among the western nations?

Even the lessons from the downfall of the First Yan Han Empire were right before their eyes.

This sacrifice to heaven was as if they had prayed for the withdrawal of defenses themselves, and what’s even more fatal was that the Second Yan Han Empire had never been prepared!

The most crucial point was, since the Emperor was the Son of Heaven,

he had to accept whatever Heaven bestowed upon him—a subject’s duty!

If it weren’t for the old emperor’s sacrifice to Heaven, that Black Fog, a legacy of the First Empire, might not have been so easily extinguished.

How ironic was all of this?

The Fourth Prince was terribly afraid that his father could not withstand the shock and might leap down from the Heavenly Altar in madness.

Of course... with so many masters around to protect him, he was certain not to die from the fall, but the Imperial Family’s dignity would be lost indeed.

"Given the situation..."

The Five Lotus Primordial Monarch giggled nonstop, "Then I shall take my leave first."

The previous Dharma Body combat was not intense, so it was still possible to withdraw.

If a real fight broke out, most of those present would likely die!

Moreover, if a Corpse Immortal took action, even the great formation of Changluo couldn’t provide protection, and the result would only be a thousand miles of death, a lose-lose situation.

The Six Paths of the Demon Sect grew restless with the will to leave, and several great Dharma Body Masters joined forces to retreat slowly.

Inside the Imperial Palace, the two Demon Corpse Immortals outside the Heavenly Altar did the same.

With such strength, even True Monarch Zhang had no slightest intention of ordering a pursuit.

A pyrrhic victory brought no benefits.

And at this moment, Changluo desperately needed healing and restoration...

...

Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect mountain gate.

Chen Wenji and Sima Shu had just escaped into the distance when they saw the Demon Cultivators attacking the mountain gate withdraw like the tide.

’This... Could it be that they received some kind of signal?’

Sima Shu’s expression changed, looking toward those common Loose Cultivators left behind.

These cultivators, stirred up into taking action, were merely cannon fodder and scapegoats.

’I have a feeling... something ominous is about to happen.’

His body shivering, he suddenly understood something.

Then, a still-excited Loose Cultivator’s expression froze, and he suddenly scratched bloody marks across his own face.

Beneath the blood, countless tiny worms emerged, devouring him in an instant and then lunging at the other cultivators.

This scene was like a contagious plague, spreading at an alarming speed.

"No!"

One after another, the Cultivators screamed in horror as they watched bugs gnaw away at their flesh, bones, and even their Magic Robes and Magic Artifacts...

Even some heretic Cultivators of the Demon Path, with their Primordial Pills and Primordial Spirits, emitted a decaying aura from their bodies as tiny worms burrowed out.

"Save me..."

A Primordial Pill Cultivator screamed in agony as his Primordial Pill spontaneously disintegrated, but an even worse fate befell a slower Primordial Spirit Cultivator, as countless black spots suddenly surged out from within the Immortal Primordial Spirit.

In the blink of an eye, the Primordial Spirit Ancestor who touched immortality turned to dust, dying and vanishing from the Dao.

Buzz buzz!

Rustle rustle!

Countless tiny bugs devoured the corpses and Magic Artifacts, their wing vibrations merging into some kind of profound Dao melody.

"Don’t listen, and don’t look!"

Sima Shu shouted madly, sealing off his five senses.

Chen Wenji did the same nearby.

They were also far enough away and had reacted quickly enough to escape unscathed.

Even the Demon Sect had Cultivators who failed to retreat in time and were overwhelmed by the sea of worms.

"This Sect disaster has passed; all Disciples return to your caves, and elders count the losses..."

"Our grudge today, the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect must avenge!"

A hoarse, bone-piercing voice suddenly echoed in the ears of all surviving Disciples of the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect. freewebnσvel.cøm

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Fufeng Protectorate.

"How could the Black Fog, which seemed to have existed since ancient times, disappear?"

After the heavenly change, the grand Protector naturally ordered Knights to patrol the borders.

At this time, a team passed through the great canyon where Zhong Shenxiu once stationed patrols and ventured deeper.

This place should have been enveloped in the Black Fog, harboring monsters, but now, except for the occasional puddle of dark red liquid on the ground, it seemed remarkably safe.

"The disappearance of the Black Fog is a good thing!"

A Cavalry Captain laughed heartily, pointing beyond the border with his riding whip: "Look at this great landscape, it’s all ours now. Yan Han can expand thousands of miles, and countless achievements await us!"

The Knights seemed persuaded and, seeing indeed no danger within the Black Fog, were overjoyed: "Exactly, exactly!"

"Hmph, there are at most some runaway slaves and barbarians in the meager Black Fog. Now without cover, upon reflection, it is indeed a prime opportunity to garner achievements."

"Our Fufeng Protector Mansion is the frontier of Yan Han, always hindered by the Black Fog, unable to progress. Now that the natural barrier is gone, this is a cause for great joy, great joy!"

...

As the Knights were busy complimenting their Captain, several black dots suddenly appeared on the horizon in front of them.

The black dots grew larger and larger, eventually turning into a dozen Knights clad in bright silver armor.

Their armor and steeds... were completely different from the Fufeng Protectorate’s style, covered head to toe in armor, wielding long spears, and carrying strange triangular banners adorned with lightning patterns.

"What is this... Which power’s patrol is this?"

The Cavalry Captain was taken aback.

Such banners and formations... indicated that the other party was not Wanderers, but belonged to some major power!

However, this style was completely unfamiliar to any of the Fufeng Protectorate families.

In fact, it could not be found anywhere in the entire Second Yan Han Empire.

It bore a slight resemblance to that of the Dark Count’s Country, which had been eradicated locally.

At this moment, the opposing Knights also spotted them, letting out a howl without charging, but seemingly praying to the sky...?

Out of nowhere, a mysterious gate opened in the void, and a shadow descended upon this place.

He had golden hair and blue eyes, a high nose bridge, strikingly handsome features, and wore bright silver armor, while his mount was a majestic beast with wings.

At that moment, the beast suddenly roared skyward, sending out a terrifying mental shockwave.

The men of the Fufeng Protectorate Cavalry were thrown into panic, their horses kneeling, trembling in fear.

"No!"

The Cavalry Captain bellowed helplessly, hearing the Dragon Cavalry speaking in a strange language, commanding the Knights on the ground to attack.

Had he been well-versed in Western languages, he would have understood that the phrase meant—

’For the glory of the Medici Family! Attack!’

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