Chapter 1843: Ruling Within and Outside the Palace
attitude the old willow tree would take towards him, so he wasn't in a hurry.He walked into the cave, sat cross-legged, fed a heavenly eye butterfly once, and then silently perfected the sword array.U...Cure outside the platform.
The atmosphere on the battlefield grew increasingly tense.
Even those with long lifespans, who had lived through the last battle against demons, couldn't help but hold their breath and feel a tremor of unease.
Although past wars were brutal, they all escalated from small frictions bit by bit until they spiraled out of control. To deploy such a large-scale military force at the very beginning of a war is unprecedented.
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It's hard to imagine how cruel the upcoming battle will be.
The cultivators and demon cultivators not only focused on the enemies in front of them but also silently paid attention to the strange phenomenon behind them.
Where the visions lie, there the Demon King and the Grand Master are. Everyone awaits their orders.
Combat can occur at any time.
Even if the internal power struggles within the governing body reach a conclusion, this turmoil will be far from over.
Both armies faced off, swords drawn and bows strung.
This was the first time Qin Sang had seen such a grand spectacle. Compared to the massive army outside the imperial court, the Three Domains War in Beichen Territory was insignificant.
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“The army has arrived, and there was no sign of it beforehand...”
Qin Sang didn't know the situation was so complicated, and he hadn't expected the war to come so soon.
In his understanding, once the two behemoths, Dao Ting and Gui Fang Guo, initiated a war, they would definitely make thorough preparations. He would surely find clues during his trips to Gu Shan Zhi when going back and forth.
The She-demon is a demon god of the Ghost Fang Kingdom, her status isn't low. Even though Mo Xingdao was hiding in the Demon Country, he could still sense the premonition and tried to send a warning.
As if by coincidence, the armies of both sides suddenly confronted each other outside the Imperial Altar, blocking the exit.
The battlefield atmosphere is tense, but both sides appear to be holding back for now and shouldn't fight anytime soon.
However, even though the army left an open space in the middle, Qin Sang didn't dare to venture out recklessly. It was a case of one move affecting the whole body, it was hard to say what consequences his appearance would bring about.
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"Dao Ting and the Ghost Fang Kingdom shouldn't be fighting here for no reason. If these armies, demon kings, and true immortals are just welcoming parties, what is their real purpose"
Qin Sang had almost retreated to the edge of the auspicious clouds. The thick auspicious clouds should be able to block the Great True Person's perception.
He paused, turned, and gazed into the depths of the imperial court.
This storm is undoubtedly related to the last debate over who would lead the assembly, unfortunately, he chose to stay out of it last time and we still don't know what they were fighting over.
Given this situation, it is highly unlikely that this matter will be resolved peacefully. I fear that in the end, there will be a massive uproar, with large armies clashing at the palace gates, resulting in the very thing Qin Sang fears most.
The only consolation was that the cultivators of both sides could still restrain each other, guarding outside the governing platform and temporarily alleviating their own safety concerns.
Once a chaotic battle ensues, quietly slipping away should be no problem.
But Qin Sang didn't want to give up this cave abode, nor did he want the grand formation to be altered, his previous efforts wasted, and having to start all over again.
As Qin Sang was deep in thought, the Tianmu Butterfly suddenly sent a warning. He focused his gaze and found that there were unusual fluctuations outside the auspicious clouds, as if someone had entered the cultivation platform. The aura was not weak, it should be coming from the direction of the Daoist sect's army.
Both sides are continuously dispatching masters into the arena, openly confronting each other. This clearly shows that his deduction was correct.
Cultivators below the Void Condensation stage, even if they sought refuge deep within the Spirit Platform, would find it difficult to protect themselves, let alone participate in this divine court dispute. They would only become a burden.
If Qin Sang were here, he would recognize at a glance that the leader was Wan Zhenren of the Beiji Qu Xie Yuan.
The crowd was led by a man named Wan Zhenren. In the middle stood an old Taoist priest with deep wrinkles on his face and a countenance that seemed aged beyond his years.
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The old Taoist’s right arm lay horizontally across his chest, holding the whisk upside down at his elbow. His face seemed somewhat blurred, his eyelids slightly lowered, and his expression was calm and serene, like a deep well without ripples. There was an aura of both presence and absence about him, emanating a profound sense of melancholy.
Its presence was so subtle that ordinary people couldn't perceive it. It quietly followed the crowd, never uttering a word, easily overlooked by everyone.
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Wàn Zhēnrén entered the Golden Hall, looked around, and after a few words with another nearby Zhenren, gave an order.
Zhongzhen immediately unleashed various martial arts and Taoist techniques. For a moment, dazzling lights of all colors intermingled, some riding on jeweled palanquins, others transforming into dragons, or soaring through the wind with supernatural speed and agility.
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Only the old Daoist walked through the void, not a whit slower than the others.
They traversed the Golden Palace, arriving directly at the Nine-Curve Star River. Without stopping, they crossed the river.
As they exited the Nine-Curve Star River, all the people present wore expressions of caution and activated their protective measures. Fortunately, there were no abnormalities outside the star river.
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Wàn Zhēnrén glanced at the scene, took out a yellow talisman, flicked it with his finger, and the talisman burned without fire.
Wow!
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Pale yellow flames danced on the fingertips of countless people, flickering gently.
Wan Zhenren pointed in several directions, his eyes fixed on the flickering flames. After a moment, he extinguished them and pointed to the right front, "Fellow Daoists, let's go in from here!"
All are in agreement.
Just as they were about to leave, the old Daoist's figure suddenly paused for a moment. His pale eyes flickered with an eerie light, then he nonchalantly followed the rest of the group away.
The other True Ones were unaware, but only Wan Zhen had a vague sense, and he whispered to his master, "Master Uncle, is there anything unusual nearby"
“Nothing much, I suppose it's been a long time since I last came to court. Too sensitive.”
The old Taoist gave a faint response, and said no more.
When Wan Zhen saw this, he didn't investigate further. It was normal for demons to lurk about here. Now was not the time for a fight, so he discussed with the other real people and decided to enter the depths of the altar.
When the crowd's true figures disappeared, Qin Sang slowly walked out from his hiding place. His eyes were heavy, staring at the direction they had left.
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"What a keen perception!"
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Qin Sang secretly sighed.
He recognized the old acquaintance, Wan Zhensheng, but what caught his attention most was that old Taoist priest!
Just now, he was secretly watching, his figure moving slightly, and almost being discovered by the other party.
The old Taoist's strength is impressive!
Wan Zhenren was a legitimate fourth-rank immortal official, almost the top expert under Da Zhenren. However, in Qin Sang's eyes, he was inferior to the old Daoist priest.
The old Taoist wore a plain gray robe, his identity unclear.
"Could it be a peerless expert who has never been seen before"
Qin Sang remembered the two old Daoists who had conferred the talismans upon him at the Lù Tán of the Beijí Exorcism Institute.
The Daotian Immortal Official should only be their apparent strength, there's also profound potential unknown to others.
The aura of those previous demon cultivators felt similar to that of the old Taoist priest. Perhaps it was a powerful practitioner who had been secluded in the Great Saint Mansion, attaining a Dharma Form during the Nascent Soul stage.
Even hidden masters have been deployed, showing how much the Dao Court and Ghost Fang Nation value this battle.
All kinds of signs made Qin Sang increasingly uneasy, and he desperately wanted to know the reason behind it all, at least to find out their purpose.
Can hiding back in the cave really escape this storm
Qin Sang was afraid he might not even be able to keep his own cave dwelling.
"Ask someone..."
Qin Sang thought to himself.
He didn't want to make a public appearance and get caught up in the scandal. It was best to make contact secretly, and he could only resort to underhanded tactics.
Both parties acted in groups to prevent enemy attacks, but Qin Sang didn't believe they would never separate.
Qin Sang's target, of course, was the demon cultivators.
He harbored no prejudice against the demonic cultivators of this realm, but as a member of the human race, he would not willingly side with demons unless absolutely necessary.
If one side was destined to be destroyed, he would only choose the Ghost Nation. Bloodlines and races are naturally predisposed to their stances, regardless of good or evil.
Qin Sang looked at the spot where Wan Zhenren had just been, recalling his action of burning talismans.
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He speculated that the yellow talisman was an internal identification method of the Taoist sect. When Wan Zhen pointed to several directions, the talisman fire visibly expanded. Finally, he chose a direction where the talisman fire did not react.
These directions should have other powerful Daoist masters...
Qin Sang, according to the location of the damaged markings, cross-referenced them and picked out two directions. There was a high probability that only demons lurked there. He randomly chose one and immediately set off.
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Within the hall of governance, all sorts of marvelous and wondrous scenes dazzle the eyes.
At this moment, powerful figures of high standing, rarely seen by ordinary people, are moving together, shuttling through the phantasmagoria.
From the outside, the area of Gu Shan Zhi Tang doesn't seem very large. But once you enter, you realize how spacious it is inside.
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With so many powerful cultivators at the Divine Transformation stage deployed by both sides, it's wishful thinking to want to explore every corner of this entire governance platform.
Moreover, there are some places deep within the arena that even a Divine Transformation cultivator couldn't possibly set foot in.
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Both parties seemed to be deliberately avoiding each other, unwilling to waste resources before finding their target.
So, there was no fighting in the arena for a long time. Everyone focused on dealing with the dangers within the illusion.
In a certain place on the platform of governance.
This vision is a vast space, a crystal world in fact. Here you can only see colorful crystals.
It can be said that the entire illusion is a vast crystal, and the inside of the crystal resembles a mine tunnel, forming winding passages.
Fortunately, all the passages are very spacious and you won't feel cramped.
But here, both the eyes and the divine consciousness will be limited.
Like crystal clear crystals, they can obstruct vision. Most frightening of all is their ability to absorb one's soul consciousness.
When the divine consciousness touches the crystal, it will be immediately devoured. Even if the divine consciousness does not actively release itself, staying here for a period of time will cause it to be absorbed.
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While the crystal's quality is extremely hard, forcefully making way would be counterproductive. To explore the entirety of this crystalline spectacle, one must personally traverse every corner.
In the crystal channel at this moment, six figures gather. Though all humanoid, most display incomplete transformations, a unique hallmark of demon cultivators. Some, due to special bloodlines, are unable to fully transform, while others simply choose not to.
Six demonic cultivators have already tested the properties of the crystal and are discussing countermeasures together.
The crystal space is vast, and if you don't investigate carefully, it's easy to miss something. They take this matter seriously and dare not be careless about anything.
"In my opinion, besides these crystals, there's nothing particularly special about this place. Going through it all would be a waste of time, let's split up! We're all within the same illusion anyway, so if anything happens, we can easily respond to each other. What do you think, Xuan Hou" said a thin man with a snake tail instead of legs in a deep voice.
Other demon cultivators were also moved, looking at the other handsome man. It was Xuanhou.
Xun Hou pondered for a moment, then glanced at a short, stout man beside him with round eyes like an elephant's trunk and dressed in a black robe.
Seeing the short and stout man nod slightly, Xionghou no longer hesitated and immediately ordered his men to act.
"Haste and investigate, those who have come together here!"
All the demons agreed and left. Everyone was used to Xunkou's actions.
Along the way, whenever facing a major decision, Xuan Hou would always consult the short and stout man first.
They were unclear about the short man's true identity, guessing he might be a powerful figure from the Grand Saint Mansion. Otherwise, Xionghou wouldn't have been so submissive.
Six demon cultivators, including a short and stout man, dispersed with a roar, each choosing a passage and using their escaping techniques to swiftly travel through, vying to uncover every corner as quickly as possible.
Among the six demon cultivators, there was one female cultivator. She had no trace of grace and elegance. Her figure was like an iron tower, unusually sturdy.
For it was originally a dragon-scaled horse beast from the Luo River in Gui Fangguo, after transforming into human form, it still retained a wide mouth, which was eye-catching.
'Whoosh...'
The sound of water echoed in the passage.
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Though a powerful figure, the succubus moved with unnatural lightness. Her feet disturbed the water, which buoyed her up, allowing her to swiftly glide through the passage, leaving no trace behind.
Six demon cultivators each took responsibility for a direction. The female demon focused on her designated area, moving through the crisscrossing passages.
She held in her hand a token, carved from black jade, its surface deep and lustrous.
The succubus' fingers flickered with an eerie glow as she caressed the obsidian blade, as if seeking something within its depths.
As they had discovered before, the crystal space only absorbed divine consciousness and posed no other dangers. At their current rate of exploration, they could leave before reaching their limit.
There are also Xu Hou and that mysterious expert beside him, so there should be no problem.
Although the succubus thought this, her mind was not at ease. She carefully searched every corner.
In the blink of an eye, the succubus traversed several passages.
The scene in the passage ahead was as before. The female demon glanced at it and then rode a wave of water into it.
Ahead, water splashed everywhere as she sped through the passage, effortlessly reaching the other side without a hitch.
The succubus looked as usual and stepped into the water.
As she walked to the end of the corridor, just about to pass through, for some reason, a strange unease arose in her heart.
Everything inside the passage is perfectly normal.
She wasn't sure what the source was, but with her intuition, she knew she wouldn't be feeling uneasy for no reason.
The succubus' pupils constricted suddenly, her expression remaining unchanged, but the ripples beneath her feet turned silver-white.
"Boom!"
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The water rippled, about to form a silvery giant wave, crashing forward.
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The succubus figure abruptly stopped, retreating backward while opening her mouth wide, about to unleash a roar imbued with divine power. One could also see an oval-shaped silver stone appearing from her throat.
This act, even if it cannot drive away the enemies in the shadows, can also shake the crystal and draw companions.
Her reaction was not slow, but still a step behind.
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As the water waves rose, Shen Tong was about to emerge.
Suddenly, brilliant sword light burst forth within the passage. The sword light, reflected by the crystals, was dazzlingly bright, making it impossible to tell if it was one or several.
The terrifying killing intent arrived with the sword light, and even a demon's heart trembled with fear as her face paled in terror.
Exit of the passage.
Qin Sang's whole body was covered in poisonous hair, and he took a step inside.
Few people are as familiar with the platform as he is. He knew about the peculiarity of this crystal space early on and chose this direction, and sure enough, he found his target.
Though crystals can absorb consciousness, as long as one doesn't actively release their consciousness, they have no effect on Qin Sang.
"Wow!"
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Before the water could form a wave, it was crushed underfoot, splitting into pieces in an instant.
(The End)en, and Qing Yang Guan all gathered at the Yuan Shen Men. Whether they were proficient in refining tools or not, none wanted to miss this once-in-a-millennium opportunity.Li Yu was done with her tasks...