ASER - Chapter 239
Chapter 239: Boneless
After the initial shock, the pragmatic A'Diao quickly calmed down and began to examine the Celestial maiden's body.
This was her first encounter with the Celestial Clan, a true member of the Celestial Clan, but she hadn't known they were like this.
Her body had no flaws; its flesh and blood were not truly flesh and blood, but a kind of special substance.
But it was indeed a living entity, possessing a tangible body, only the composition of the body was different. As A'Diao examined it now, she felt it somewhat resembled a liquid-solid state of a sun-like substance. However, generally speaking, sun-like substance was a material body, not a life form. How did it transform into the active body of a Celestial?
There must have been some special existence that connected them, bringing this substance to life.
It seemed she had not yet fully unraveled the secrets of the sun-like substance.
"It should be blood." A'Diao saw no blood within this body.
Special Celestial Clan blood + a solid-liquid special fusion of sun-like substance + Celestial Clan spiritual body = a true Celestial.
A'Diao had initially calculated it this way, but she soon realized she had forgotten one crucial element – bones.
"Wait, how come there are no bones?"
Only then did A'Diao discover a huge BUG in the Celestial maiden's body.
She had no bones.
Now, A'Diao was uncertain about three things.
First, was it that the Celestial maiden inherently lacked bones, or did the entire Celestial Clan lack a skeletal structure?
Second, if only the Celestial maiden lacked bones while other members of the Celestial Clan possessed them, it would imply that the Celestial maiden's status within the Celestial Clan, or she herself, was somewhat special. Could this be the fundamental reason Chen Gui had targeted her?
Third, was it that the Celestial maiden originally had bones, but they had been extracted by someone?
A'Diao studied it carefully for a while and finally confirmed one thing – the Celestial maiden inherently lacked bones; they had not been extracted by someone.
"Previously, I only thought the Celestial Clan was merely at a higher genetic level than the Human Clan. Different races always have hierarchical differences. But now, it seems that's not the case – at least this Celestial maiden's existence has surpassed such racial hierarchical differences; she is an entity from a completely different dimension."
"Perhaps this is why she was sealed here alone, but there must certainly be a deeper purpose."
If the Celestial maiden's soul were still present, the Arbitration Council might fear her revival and would likely still seal her. But her soul was gone, presumably because she was critically injured and near death in the final battle back then, and her remaining spiritual body was used to cast a curse.
Since she wouldn't revive, her body was naturally worth utilizing.
"If I were to create a Celestial Seed... this Celestial maiden's talent lies in curses, so her greatest strength is here." A'Diao's palm landed on her forehead.
Although her soul had vanished and her spiritual body had dispersed, the brain-domain body was still present. A'Diao detected its existence – it was a golden pearl the size of a thumb.
It appeared small in volume, but it actually contained this world's ceiling-level energy and life science technology, and was also an extreme manifestation of nurtured spiritual power.
"It is indeed several levels more advanced than a Demonic Seed."
While marveling, A'Diao observed the tendrils on the Celestial Seed – they resembled nerve filaments and had infiltrated the already lifeless brain-domain body, which had begun to shrivel.
Logically, even if the body of a high-level cultivator died, its tissues would not decay or deteriorate and could withstand being preserved for a long time.
This was true for the Human Clan, let alone the Celestial Clan. Therefore, A'Diao knew that if this Celestial Seed hadn't been consuming the brain-domain, it would still be intact.
She had studied many Demonic Seeds. Demonic Seeds did not differentiate nurturing zones because their core was demonic DNA. Afterward, when a Demonic Seed was implanted into a human body and nurtured into a Human-Demon, it required a great deal of time and experience. However, the Celestial Seed was even more formidable; not only could it preserve DNA, but it could also absorb the Celestial Clan's physical body and even spiritual body talents along with it.
Toilet clicked its tongue in amazement. "Isn't this like swallowing everything – skin, flesh, and bones – leaving nothing behind? Though she doesn't have bones."
A'Diao was also very surprised and grew even more wary of the Arbitration Council. "No wonder they went to such great expense. It turns out they were nurturing this Celestial Seed. I fear they also discovered the connection between the Celestial Clan and the sun-like substance, so they used that black hole to nurture the coffin and maintain its state."
A'Diao did not rashly remove the Celestial Seed, even though she coveted it greatly. But after studying it thoroughly, her eyes lit up.
Toilet asked, "What mischievous idea have you cooked up now? Are you going to implant the Celestial Seed into her body?"
A'Diao replied, "How could that be? Even if the Celestial Seed is more advanced than the Demonic Seed, such technology exists due to the inability to overcome interspecies reproductive barriers and achieve natural genetic evolution. I am naturally in a more advanced state; why would I stoop to learn from them?"
That was true. She herself possessed a Celestial-Human body; her genes were naturally present, so she had no need for such unorthodox methods.
Then why were her eyes gleaming with that green light...
While Toilet was puzzled, it saw A'Diao take out all the sun-like substance, then all her energy resources and various other miscellaneous items. Then she began to tinker.
However, she wasn't creating mutated substances; she was tinkering with something else.
At first, Toilet didn't understand, but then it did, and was utterly shocked, though it said nothing. It wasn't until, under accelerated time, A'Diao had spent a full internal year (more than four external days) that she successfully created something.
It was a small energy black hole vortex, surrounded by a ring of sun-like substance, and a chain-bound coffin.
Toilet exclaimed, "You're..."
A'Diao lifted the coffin lid, took out the Celestial maiden's corpse, removed the Celestial Seed, then took out a Demonic Seed, and implanted both seeds into her own body. Then, as if still resentful, she fiercely pinched the Celestial maiden's face before indignantly climbing into the coffin.
The coffin lid slammed shut with a thud.
Toilet: "!!!"
It seemed it could truly never fathom A'Diao's train of thought, yet the outcomes of her unconventional thinking were often correct.
Take the current situation, for example.
Inside the coffin, it witnessed a resplendent world of energy – vast amounts of sun-like substance, processed by the chains and the black hole, transformed into massive quantities of mutated substance. Yes, without her needing to process it, it naturally converted into mutated substance and was fed into the coffin for the Celestial Seed to absorb. But because the Celestial Seed was now within A'Diao's body, she could control it. Thus, she diverted these mutated substances, channeling them separately into both the Celestial Seed and the Demonic Seed.
Of course, a portion was also channeled into her brain-domain to supply the Book of Civilization and the Celestial Clan bloodline within her spiritual sea.
Three streams, three-in-one; this was her grand cultivation strategy moving forward.
Toilet exclaimed, "You're too audacious! The Demonic Seed and the Celestial Seed represent two different types of power. How can you..."
A'Diao retorted, "Don't forget, I myself am a 'little hybrid.' Since I've broken through the barriers of reproductive rules, it means I'm a BUG myself. And if I'm a BUG, of course, I should exploit it. Am I supposed to correct it?"
Toilet: "..."
You make so much sense, I'm actually speechless.
"But are you just going to leave the Celestial maiden's corpse outside like that? I thought you were going to do something more to her, but you only pinched her face."
After all, this was the person who had cast the curse that caused her so much suffering for so many years. She wasn't such a benevolent person as to not hold a grudge just because she possessed Celestial Clan bloodline.
A'Diao said resentfully, "You think I don't want to? Isn't it because I'm afraid of offending someone?"
Offend whom?
She seemed extremely wary of a certain person.
The old Daoist?
The reason A'Diao had such a sudden inspiration and took such a risk was primarily because she had realized something. She originally thought that by relying on mutated substances and the advantage of her own Celestial Clan bloodline, she could shorten the gap with the imperial families of the Three Kingdoms and eventually surpass them. However, the Arbitration Council had unexpectedly come into her view. They were not merely a group of old dogs from the Three Kingdoms' imperial families, but super-winners from the Primordial Era who had conquered the entire world. They not only monopolized all the high-end benefits of both the Celestial and Human Clans but also possessed even more terrifying technology, including the utilization of sun-like substance, which was no inferior to hers. Furthermore, they were hidden in an unknown region, completely beyond her awareness.
And now, she had also seen that the opposing party possessed methods like the Celestial Seed, which could graft the power of the Celestial Clan onto themselves. This indicated that her advantage had effectively become zero. No matter how much she struggled, even if she successfully eliminated the imperial families of the Three Kingdoms, she would ultimately be eliminated by the Arbitration Council.
She had to find a shortcut to completely transcend this echelon and shorten the gap.
Shortcuts usually also meant risks, but she had no other choice, as she was already exposed before the Arbitration Council. She was certain that all her information was currently on their desks.
They were merely biding their time to eliminate her.
A'Diao steeled her resolve and endured, which led to such audacious actions.
However, she was also cunning. She had actually based this plan on the Arbitration Council's technology – their method of nurturing the Celestial Seed was, to A'Diao, like extremely high-end program code.
Well, where does a programmer's joy lie? Not in sugary drinks, but in being able to replicate and cut other people's code.
Anyway, as long as the program runs and the objective is achieved, that's all that matters.
Hehehe!
And so, A'Diao went ahead with it. As for whether it would succeed or not – the coffin lid was lifted, she lay down, and the coffin lid closed again.
She was as good as dead to the world; if there was any business, they could burn paper offerings for her.
She was going into long-term seclusion, as if in the underworld.
Just as A'Diao entered seclusion, outside, Kunlun was still diligently compiling information. This included the past combat methods of Ying Si, as he knew them. It wasn't just Ying Si; he also organized data on other old figures from the Primordial Era whom he felt could still pose a threat to A'Diao.
It was all for her reference, anyway.
Yuanbao was knitting a sweater while controlling other small smart devices to serve tea and water. Later, during a break, its chubby body sat to the side, its two paws propping up the fat under its large leopard-like head's chin, silently watching him write. Then it asked curiously, "Big Kunlun, you seem very good to our little master Diaodiao. Do you like her?"
Kunlun didn't look up. "What is 'like'?"
Yuanbao didn't quite understand either, so it said instinctively, "It's wanting to protect, feeling happy when you see her, and wanting to give her all the good things."
Kunlun replied, "Oh, then I suppose so. I used to be like that with Elder Brother Changting, but he never needed my care. I originally thought she needed it, but now it seems she soon won't need it either."
Yuanbao could see he was somewhat dejected.
After all, Lord Changting had passed away; perhaps it had touched upon a painful memory.
So it stretched out its little paw to pat... it couldn't reach his shoulder, so it patted his thigh instead.
"Don't be sad. Our master Diaodiao won't die. And as long as you're alive, that's good. She just likes looking at your face."
Kunlun: "..."
Just as Kunlun was about to say something, he suddenly sensed a powerful demonic energy.
Yu Xuanji and the others also sensed it. If they felt it so strongly while on the road, the commotion outside was likely even greater.
In the Huaiguang Mountains of Tang Song, besides earthquakes, dark clouds roiled ominously in the sky.
Such disturbances were usually caused by spatial fluctuations that affected the entire world.
The greater the disturbance in the world, the larger the spatial fluctuations.
The Human Clan was extremely alarmed, thinking a Demon Lair was about to descend.
"It's not a Demon Lair."
Yan Xi suddenly appeared before Xie Jingyu and the others.
The humans still harbored fear towards him; only a few managed to calm down and ask him about the situation.
Yan Xi glanced at Zhao Yi, who had asked the question, and said, "It's a Great Demon King within the Demon Lair who is about to awaken. Once he awakens, the Demon Lair will soon launch an attack."
Everyone: "..."
Damn it, this was even worse than a Demon Lair descending right now.
For the past few months, activity from the Demon Lair side had diminished, lessening the pressure on the numerous cultivators stationed there. They had been able to calm down, absorb resources, and improve themselves. Yet, after only a few months, such a major disturbance had occurred.
The Demon Spirit World had only seven Great Demon Kings, individuals comparable to Kunlun and others in the human world. At the very least, they were on par with the likes of Dantai Lingyao.
Of course, Dantai Lingyao fighting a Great Demon King one-on-one might still be a tough challenge; he could barely hold his own.
Above them were the founders of Wu Mountain and Bronze Mountain, as well as the progenitors of the Daoguang, Taihao, and Moluo Imperial Clans. They had all engaged in battles with Great Demon Kings in the past.
During the Human Clan's most prosperous era, there were many powerful experts, but it still typically required two of them combined to fight a single Great Demon King.
Kunlun and his peers were at the absolute pinnacle of the Great Spirit King level. Ordinary peak Great Spirit Kings were like cabbages before a Great Demon King, easily dealt with.
"Kuiwei, Bishi, Canmo, Jingyao, Canggui, Qizhen, and Jiuwei – these seven Great Demon Kings are none of them to be trifled with. At least during the Primordial Era, ten peak Great Spirit Kings besieged the weakest among them, Jiuwei. As a result, they were manipulated by Gu Spirits into killing each other within a minute, and were ultimately killed by Jiuwei devouring their hearts."
Ancestor Duanmu still had lingering fears when recounting this. Xie Jingyu couldn't help but ask a very important question.
"So, this time, is it one Great Demon King awakening, or several?"
The atmosphere instantly became deathly silent, and everyone's face turned grim.
In Kyoto of Tang Song, Duanmu Biexue had been stationed at the border some time ago. After being injured in battle, she had returned to Kyoto to recuperate. However, although the frequent battles had taken a toll on her body, she had also achieved a breakthrough.
She was on the verge of becoming a Great Grandmaster.
Suddenly, today, while in a pavilion, she witnessed an unusual phenomenon. As she was taken aback, an imperial edict arrived from the Imperial Palace, summoning her and other cultivators to the palace to discuss matters.
When major events occurred, it was natural to hold discussions, which in itself was not unusual. However, the Duanmu family was rather particular, especially since several generations of their women had been entangled in troublesome affairs with royal monarchs or princes. Successive generations of the family had been quite wary of this.
It seemed that when Dantai Liaoluo had previously returned to the human realm, the first person he saw was Duanmu Biexue. At that time, the latter could hardly conceal her disgust and apprehension.
Dantai Liaoluo had finally died, much to their relief, but the Dantai clan was still around.
Duanmu Biexue arrived at the leisure hall. The old steward set the imperial edict aside and presented another batch of documents.
With a somber expression, Duanmu Biexue looked at the documents detailing missing female cultivators. Her breathing was slightly unsteady but soon calmed. She said in a low voice, "It will soon be the turn of female cultivators from influential and noble families."
Female cultivators from influential families often possessed distinguished bloodlines and were thus considered more valuable.
The old steward's expression was grim, but he suppressed his emotions. "The other families have likely noticed as well, but it's difficult for them to react. Recently, many female cultivators under their patronage have been transferred out of Kyoto, most of them sent towards the Huaiguang region. However, some, who have assignments from the imperial court, are in other locations."
Exactly how many died normally in battle and how many "disappeared," no one knew.
In any case, after Xie Jingyu had informed Yu Xuanji, and Yu Xuanji in turn secretly relayed the message to the heads of various prominent families, they had taken precautions. Yet, despite their vigilance, some things were simply unavoidable.
The individuals listed in these documents represented an unspeakable secret.
But without evidence and lacking the power to resist, they could only pretend not to know for the time being.
In such a chaotic world situation, even influential families like theirs were, in reality, living precariously from one day to the next.
"Miss Biexue, please depart for Huaiguang immediately. You can say that your old illness has relapsed and you are going to Huaiguang for treatment at the request of the old master."
Duanmu Biexue shook her head. "No, most of the family's combat personnel are stationed in various regions. Those remaining in Kyoto are mostly women and children. I have an imperial court deployment order, and now I've been summoned. Directly disobeying would be detrimental to the safety of the other family members."
When the old steward heard she intended to go to the palace, he became anxious. "Perhaps, you could go find her?"
Duanmu Biexue was taken aback. "Who?"
The old steward spoke vaguely, "It's... it's the Young Miss's... that person..."
Duanmu Biexue had a cool and aloof personality, unfamiliar with worldly gossip, and rarely let her thoughts stray in that direction. At that moment, she still didn't understand.
The old steward had to say, his old face flushing with embarrassment, "It's the Young Miss's former fiancé, Zhao Ritian."
He was still being tactful. He meant Zhao Ritian, you know, not that... deviant one.
This time, Duanmu Biexue understood. Speechless, her face also reddened slightly. She helplessly pressed her forehead and said, "You certainly have wishful thinking."
"That person may seem unorthodox, but in reality, they are the most difficult to approach."
"If you have no value, mortals should not enter."
Previously, the Duanmu family had deeply resented the Zhao family for deceiving them with a 'Version A' of Zhao Ritian, but later, everyone in the family, from top to bottom, felt very fortunate about it.
Everyone knew it was a sham relationship, but it was a relationship nonetheless. However, it was only enough to shelter Duanmu Qingyang; how could all the female members of the clan rely on that person?
Duanmu Biexue looked towards the Imperial Palace.
She still had to go in.
Duanmu Biexue did indeed enter the Tang Song Imperial Palace, but she was called away midway for a very legitimate-sounding reason.
The Empress Dowager summoned her.
After Duanmu Biexue met Daoguang Jingci, the latter didn't say much, merely had her wait in a side hall. After some time, someone arrived.
The current monarch of Tang Song, Dantai Lingyao, arrived.
Daoguang Jingci received him.
During their conversation, Dantai Lingyao's gaze kept drifting towards Daoguang Jingci. He said in a deep voice, "To invite away midway a talent whom I deem crucial for this campaign, could it be that you have objections to my decisions?"
Daoguang Jingci smiled faintly. "Of course not. It's just that this woman was disrespectful to me, so I disciplined her and sent her elsewhere for arduous cultivation."
Dantai Lingyao smiled, then suddenly reached out to grab her.
The instant Daoguang Jingci's body was about to be controlled by him, it transformed into numerous cold feathers, which turned into frost upon landing on the ground.
Dantai Lingyao frowned, then sneered, "The Ice Phoenix lineage, indeed, still has some foundation."
Such a Doppelgänger – even he hadn't seen through it.
Dantai Lingyao released his spiritual body and searched the entire palace, but he could find neither Daoguang Jingci nor Duanmu Biexue.
Several shadowy figures materialized behind him.
Clad in black robes, they hovered, holding scythes. One asked in a low voice, "Is pursuit necessary?"
Dantai Lingyao tapped his fingers on the window casement. With a beckoning motion of his palm, some intimate undergarments from a cabinet in the room flew into his hand. He kneaded and toyed with them, then smiled. "No hurry."
Duanmu Biexue was no longer in the Imperial Palace; she had been teleported by Daoguang Jingci to a temple.
Within the borders of Kyoto, the temple housed numerous statues.
Daoguang Jingci stood beneath a large Buddha statue, tilted her head to look at her, and asked, "Do you know why I saved you?"
Duanmu Biexue countered, "Was the target me?"
"Mm, you possess a Natural Sword Physique. He also cultivates the sword. Recently, he has likely recovered to a bottleneck and intends to use you to make a breakthrough."
Duanmu Biexue frowned. "That kind of technique from the Qu family – can it truly steal another's Dao cultivation for one's own use?"
"It can." Daoguang Jingci's expression was indifferent. "The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, is also a kind of rule. And rules are often very difficult to break."
Duanmu Biexue pursed her lips, gazing at the deep mountain world where the temple bells of a secluded monastery echoed. Thoughtfully, she asked, "Aren't you afraid he will retaliate against you and target you?"
Now that Dantai Lingyao has revived and recovered his strength, his power is suppressive. He probably won't care much about the alliance treaty with the Tianling Clan.
Moreover, as far as she knew, Daoguang Jingci's aptitude and cultivation level were far superior to her own. It was quite possible that Dantai Lingyao, who already had an unsavory reputation, would target Daoguang Jingci.
"Do you truly believe what I just said – that the target was you?"
At Daoguang Jingci's question, Duanmu Biexue had a sudden realization. "The target was neither me nor you. He hoped that either I or you would seek help from Chen A'Diao, thereby luring her out for an assassination."
If neither of them sought help and instead confronted him directly, he wouldn't mind 'devouring' them both.
Daoguang Jingci leaned against the railing, watching the light rain begin to fall under the gloomy sky. She said coolly, "The times are changing; anyone can be an ant or a pawn. I saved you for a purpose as well."
Duanmu Biexue quickly understood.
Her value lay not with the Duanmu family, but with the mid-level cultivators from the Primordial Era whom she knew – the currently largest circle of revived Grandmasters. Within this circle, she held high status and extensive connections.
Previously, she had told the old steward that she had no value, but that wasn't actually true. She knew she possessed value, but she had always assumed Chen A'Diao wouldn't think much of it, especially since A'Diao progressed so rapidly.
But now it seemed that while A'Diao herself might not value it, the allies in her faction were apparently already making strategic arrangements.
She was one link in those arrangements.
The Great Demon King was about to awaken, and the Human Clan, aware of this, naturally had to make preparations. Dantai Lingyao summoned people for discussions in advance. Since Duanmu Biexue and Daoguang Jingci had fled, and other female cultivators were largely unremarkable, without sufficient benefits, Dantai Lingyao wouldn't sabotage his own side. Thus, the meeting was genuinely convened.
The outcome was an agreement for peace talks among the Three Kingdoms, temporarily setting aside past enmities to jointly obstruct the Great Demon King's revival.
The meeting was not in vain; at least the Nine Cauldrons powers reached a consensus, intending to unite against this crisis.
Within the Taihao Clan, Taihao Zhen had been living a rather reclusive life ever since she narrowly escaped death at A'Diao's hands and became the sole survivor of the Crown Prince's faction. Now, faced with the premature awakening of the Great Demon King, she heard a Great Spirit King-level progenitor speak about the Great Demon Kings during discussions with her clansmen.
During the battles of the Primordial Era, individuals like them were not qualified to confront the Great Demon Kings and knew little about the latter. Now that the possibility of obstructing their revival was mentioned, her interest was piqued.
"How can it be obstructed? Their revival is taking place within the Demon Lair world, isn't it? Are our allied forces supposed to enter the Demon Lair world?"
"Certainly not. Great Demon Kings are different from lesser demon kings. The resources they require might have already been plundered and brought to the Demon Lair world during the repeated invasions by these demonic spirits, supplying their revival. However, their revival requires one more condition – the Spiritual Path."
Taihao Zhen asked, "Why is that? Humans, in their cultivation derived from the Celestial Clan, all need to follow the Spiritual Path. But the Demonic Spirit clan doesn't seem to require it. Are the Great Demon Kings somehow special?"
"First, you must understand what Great Spirit Kings and Great Demon Kings truly are."
The progenitor displayed genetic charts of the Human Clan and the Demon Clan, allowing everyone to see the approximate racial genetic limits corresponding to different cultivation levels.
"Upon reaching the genetic limit, the Spiritual Path itself imposes a suppression. That layer of suppression is called the Heaven Mirror. Legend says that the divine maidens of the Celestial Clan and the supreme Demon Kings have all half-stepped across the Heaven Boundary. Below them, everyone is suppressed. If the fluctuations they cause are too strong, the Heaven Mirror will release a Spiritual Path suppression. Conversely, if they are on the verge of annihilation, the Heaven Boundary will also treat them equally, releasing Spiritual Path support, irrespective of race."
"So, if we obstruct this layer of the Spiritual Path at that time, we can prevent their revival?"
The Taihao progenitor retracted the genetic charts and looked at the assembly. "However, this is exceedingly difficult, thus requiring the full cooperation of the Nine Cauldrons powers. If any unforeseen event occurs and affects this endeavor, the Human Clan will be in peril, and we too will find it hard to ensure our own survival."
Everyone bowed their heads in acknowledgment and proceeded to tally personnel with the clan's experts. However, Taihao Zhen was called over by the Taihao progenitor. Besides guiding her cultivation, he now also informed her where the Nine Cauldrons powers would be heading to obstruct the Spiritual Path.
That location also corresponded to the place where the Spiritual Path would descend during the Great Demon Kings' revival.
It would descend from the heavens, pass through the human realm, breach space, and then enter the Demon Spirit World.
It was also the location calculated through the combined efforts of the Taihao progenitor, the Founders, and others.
Taihao Zhen heard clearly, her expression one of surprise and doubt. "Where is this place?"
I've never heard of it.
Yet, it seemed vaguely familiar, as if she had seen it mentioned in some documents before.
"It doesn't seem to be a former battlefield. I originally thought it would be at the locations where the Great Demon Kings had died in battle or entered dormant stasis due to battle damage back then. I didn't expect it to be such an inconspicuous place."
"When is it scheduled for?"
The Taihao progenitor replied, "In half a month."
But during this half-month, the land itself would exhibit numerous strange phenomena due to the impending revival of the Great Demon King. Tectonic movements were just one aspect; it was unknown how many people would die.
At the very least, casualties were already being reported from various regions, and populations were being relocated to the nearest stable capital cities, which were protected by formations.
After Taihao Zhen left, she casually browsed the web and saw the most trending post on the Three Kingdoms' network – Spiritual Energy Revival: Is It Actually a Catastrophe?
Her heart wavered slightly, then settled. She only looked towards the Taihao Secret Realm, which was also being affected by the spatial disturbances.
A torrential downpour was occurring there.
Most of the clansmen, who had been recuperating and rebuilding, had returned to their homes. However, their lives were no longer as peaceful as before; everyone seemed to be gripped by a sense of panic.
Was the final, decisive battle about to erupt?
In the Demon Spirit World, no matter how covert the Human Clan's movements were, they were inevitably leaked due to the large number of people involved and the spies planted by the lesser demon kings in the human realm. Naturally, they knew that the Spiritual Path would be obstructed.
In truth, there was no longer any room for machinations in this situation.
If it was obstructed, the Great Demon King's revival would fail.
If they managed to prevent the Human Clan's obstruction, the Great Demon King's revival would succeed.
"Prepare two contingents. One contingent to eliminate those who would obstruct us; numbers are not the priority, they must be strong enough to hold back those Human Clan Nine Cauldrons experts. The second contingent is to prepare for the Demon Lairs to invade, preferably opening them in densely populated areas within the Human Clan's Three Kingdoms. This will allow us to directly devour and nourish our race, and also sever the Human Clan's population foundation."
"And also..."
The matter was too significant. Yu Xuanji rushed to discuss it with Kunlun. This was only his second time entering the study. However, compared to his first visit, this time he saw various snack cabinets, a kitchen, some objects usually found at A'Diao's residence, the Langya Courtyard, and even Yuanbao, who was practically a standard accessory for Chen A'Diao. Yu Xuanji felt a pang of jealousy.
He only got to visit once every few hundred years.
His disciple, however, treated this place as if it were her own home.
After Kunlun listened to his report, he pondered for a moment and said, "Don't disturb her; she is cultivating. Lushan Academy can participate with those people. Be wary of Tang Song – I don't know about Lie Qin and Nan Jin. When Dantai Lingyao exterminated the Langya Clan during the Primordial Era, he dispatched a clandestine unit to eliminate all the Langya Clan's Spirit King experts who were struggling externally, including Great Spirit Kings. I investigated later; this is a secret unit that was established at the very founding of the Tang Song Nation."
"It is called Tianshu."
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