"How should we deal with this immortal cultivator?"
"Is that even a question? Of course, kill them! My ghost servants are already itching for a fight!"
From the shadows, a voice spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, but his words were immediately met with a barrage of insults.
"Nonsense, do you even need to tell me that? The problem is, if this immortal cultivator stays hidden in the City Emperor's Domain and doesn't come out, how do you kill him? If those evil spirits you've been keeping can't hold back any longer, you can release them."
Are you kidding me?
"Enough! We don't have time to argue now. We haven't even figured out this immortal cultivator's background yet, and we don't know what methods he has. If he has a communication technique that can break through the Heaven-Deceiving Array's seal, what we've been doing here will have been exposed!"
"That's unlikely!"
Hidden in the shadows, the dark clothing concealing the faint roars and cries of ghosts, the demonic cultivator spoke with a slight lack of confidence, yet still exuded self-assurance.
This group of demonic cultivators, who usually hide within the human race's territory, dared to stir up trouble and commit evil deeds in the human race's rear at this time, all because of their so-called Heaven-Deceiving Formation.
However, this formation, which is said to be able to deceive even heavenly tribulations, actually comes from an extremely distant era, the era when the demonic path still held a place in the human race's nine continents.
The origin of this magic array comes from a celestial artifact of a major sect of the human race's Daoist school. It is said that a demonic cult leader once came into contact with that heaven-deceiving celestial artifact by chance, and after six Jiazi of seclusion, he finally comprehended the Heaven-Deceiving Magic Array.
Although it was a magic array comprehended by a demonic master, and it remains effective even after tens of thousands of years, the problem lies precisely in this: it has been far too long.
No one knows to what extent the human cultivation world has developed and restrained this type of immortal artifact and magic array; it is impossible to stop progressing.
As for the most fundamental cultivation methods, there will inevitably be very obvious changes after a thousand years. There are also cultivation methods that have not changed much over tens of thousands of years, but they are extremely rare. They are either able to explain the true meaning of the Great Dao being simple, or they are garbage that later generations are too lazy to even look at.
"Nothing is impossible. We've already achieved our goal of deceiving you for so long. We were only hoping to keep it up for a while, not forever!"
The person in charge glanced at his fellow members of the Netherworld Ghost Sect and softened his tone,
"However, the longer this matter is delayed, the better. Even if we don't know the origin of this immortal cultivator, we must find a way to kill him. After we succeed, we can divide his flesh and soul."
"Excellent!"
No one would object to slaughtering cultivators of the immortal path, but the question is, how to do it? And who should do it? That's the question.
To intrude into the domain of a divine city emperor is, unless you possess overwhelming strength and crushing combat power, simply being a fool and asking for trouble.
Clearly, although these demonic cultivators were doing a job with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, none of them felt they had lived too long. Although they talked a big game, when it came to actually doing the work that would almost certainly cost them their lives, none of them would utter a word.
"I said, since there's already a risk of being exposed at any moment, why don't we be even more reckless!"
What brilliant ideas do you have?
The person in charge turned his gaze to a figure whose aura was so faint that even the living would frown. With his eyesight, he could see the rotting chin and the maggots wriggling on it.
"Since no one is willing to force their way into the City Emperor's domain, why not just throw that coffin in?"
"That coffin?"
The person in charge spoke in a somewhat subtle tone.
"Well, that's my suggestion. Whether you adopt it is up to you. Of course, if you want me to venture into the realm of gods, please allow me to refuse!"
"If we put that damn thing back, we won't be able to take it with us!"
"If we can't take them with us, so be it. Anyway, this is the Nine Provinces. No matter how chaotic it gets, it's none of our business. On the contrary, we can take advantage of the chaos to collect more livestock!"
Hearing the murmurs of his fellow practitioners around him, the person in charge took a deep breath. He had already made a decision. Although it was only a semi-finished product, they had found a way to mass-produce it. Although it would take a long time, it should be worth it.
Almost at the same moment, in Donghua Continent, in a realm that is beyond the reach of ordinary mortals and cultivators, faint lights, like fireflies, rose from nine towering, immeasurably vast mountains. After pausing briefly in the sky, they ascended into the clouds and sped towards a certain place.
The mere sight of this celestial mountain, resembling a mythical mountain supporting the heavens, is enough to tell that this place is the number one immortal sect in Donghua Continent, Jiuwei Mountain. The reputation of this immortal sect can be heard even in other continents of the human race.
However, when it comes to Mount Jiuwei, cultivators who know a little about it will show a subtle expression.
Because this immortal sect, which ranks among the top in the Nine Provinces, is almost completely isolated from the local secular world, with little contact and nearly closed off.
There are Xuanmen Daoist sects that hold the concept of separating immortals from mortals, but Jiuwei Mountain clearly does not belong to this category. The reason why this immortal sect is separated from the secular world and is almost closed off is largely due to external influences.
This has led to some rather awkward situations. For example, although Jiuwei Mountain holds the title of the leader of the Daoist sects in Donghua Continent, they are not entirely unaware of what is happening around them, and their control over the situation is unbelievably low.
Therefore, when this major immortal sect received the message from the Supreme Dao, they didn't even have time to be surprised. The current sect leader summoned many elders and peak masters, and after a hasty discussion, organized a team to go to the scene of the incident.
Although according to the agreement between Jiuwei Mountain and the Divine Path, the secular world should remain secular, and cultivators should not interfere too much, all of this is based on the premise that the Divine Path can control the situation. However, the current situation has clearly exceeded control.
Of course, if it were the disciples of Jiuwei Mountain themselves who noticed something amiss in the outside world, the current sect leader and the peak masters would not have been able to act so decisively.
After all, for the divine path, the incense offerings made by mortals are of utmost importance, and the manifestation of divinity in front of people will determine the ownership and quality of the incense offerings. If possible, the divine path would naturally want to control and monopolize all opportunities to manifest divinity in front of people in Donghua Continent.
For ordinary people, it doesn't matter who they worship; they'll all be kowtowing and offering incense anyway. Of course, they'll worship whoever is the most powerful and efficacious.
Although the cultivation of immortals does not require incense offerings, if immortals with supernatural powers appear in front of mortals too often, it will inevitably affect the path of the gods.
It is precisely because of the special atmosphere and environment of Donghua Prefecture that Jiuwei Mountain has always been extremely cautious in handling matters related to secular affairs, avoiding direct interference to prevent misunderstandings.
But this time it's different. This time it's a warning and reminder from the Supreme Dao. Although there was no order, it's almost enough for Jiuwei Mountain.
Although Jiuwei Mountain can be considered a prestigious sect, it pales in comparison to the Twelve Paths of Xuanmen. Not to mention that Taishangdao is a special existence that is half a level above the Twelve Paths of Xuanmen.
The instruction from the First Immortal Sect allows the current leader of Jiuwei Mountain to abandon all concerns and directly dispatch a support team. At the very least, they must protect the Supreme Daoist who sent the message.
Just as the local Daoist sects of Donghua Continent, along with the demonic cultivators who had caused the disaster, began to take action, in Rong'an County, a valiant and extraordinary Daoist was strolling around this city, which seemed to have been largely unaffected by the famine, observing the myriad aspects of life.
This person was naturally Feng Bingwen. He did not heed the advice of the Spirit Artifact and stayed hidden in the City Emperor's Domain, but he still selectively listened to some of it.
Something was clearly wrong in this area. If he continued to wander around like a headless fly, investigating clues, he might actually attract the attention of the culprit who caused this great famine.
Possessing the means to shield themselves from the perception of divine emperors, heaven knows what ruthless individuals are hidden among these demonic cultivators.
Although his cultivation level is considered a pillar in any sect, it is still far behind those truly powerful figures in the cultivation world who can turn the world upside down with a flick of their wrist. Even with his exceptional talent and special physique, the gap in their cultivation realm cannot be bridged by these factors.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Feng Bingwen slipped away to this county town, which can still be barely considered prosperous. Compared to the magnificent and spiritually rich city of the Imperial City Domain, he preferred the lively atmosphere of this mortal world.
However, this fragile peace, barely maintained amidst the great famine, did not last long before it was shattered completely by a bronze coffin that fell from the sky.
It was a coffin that was over ten feet tall. When it fell from the sky, it smashed a house to pieces, along with the residents inside. The impact also destroyed nearly a hundred houses in the surrounding area and shook half of the county town.
The disaster struck abruptly, giving no one time to prepare, not even Feng Bingwen. Although he noticed the anomaly the moment the bronze coffin appeared in the sky, he had no chance to stop it because the speed of the fall was too fast, so fast that even this immortal could only watch helplessly as the disaster unfolded.
This was just the beginning. The origin of the bronze coffin was now insignificant, and there was no need to investigate its source here.
Because blood was spreading throughout this once prosperous county town, and the aura of death was like an invisible demonic claw, silently strangling the living beings around the coffin.
When Feng Bingwen reached the edge of the ruins caused by the impact of the falling coffin, his heart was filled with endless killing intent, although he still appeared calm.
"Not a single one survived!"
As Feng Bingwen stepped onto the ruins, his advancement to the Cave Profound Realm brought about another qualitative change. His surge in divine sense allowed him to meticulously control the area within a hundred miles around him.
Even without disturbing the broken sand and stones, he knew that what was buried there was no longer flesh and blood capable of supporting a soul, but just piles of broken flesh. They were deprived of their lives at the moment the disaster struck, and now their souls were nowhere to be found.
lingdian.
This was certainly not caused by the shock and tremor alone. No matter what, there should have been some lucky survivors. The fact that this happened can only mean that a force took the lives of those who should have survived.
Creak!
Under Feng Bingwen's furious gaze, a sickening metallic scraping sound rang out, and a putrid yet scorching aura poured out from the widening crack in the coffin. Flames ignited beneath the coffin, melting everything in their path.
The cries, screams, and roars of ordinary people came from all directions. It is instinctive to seek advantage and avoid harm. In the county town, everyone was frantically moving away from the coffin. Even ordinary people could feel the aura that made them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
However, all of this stopped quickly, because the aura that had spread throughout the city during that sprint seemed to vanish suddenly, and the terrifying power that had been suffocating and even causing fainting also disappeared.
At the same moment, a bright yellow divine light surged forth from the City God Temple, and a towering figure, several meters tall, appeared before the eyes of the city's inhabitants, who were filled with surprise and disbelief.
In the past, that being stood on the altar, looking down on them and receiving incense offerings, has now come to life and is protecting them!
"Stop running!"
"The City God has appeared!"
Exclamations of surprise echoed through the streets and alleys of the city. People began packing their belongings, preparing to flee for their lives. Even those who had already fled the county town stopped in their tracks.
In these turbulent times, what could be more reassuring than a deity who can manifest miracles?
The sounds of worship and prayer from mortals echoed through the streets and alleys. At this moment, the faith of this city king had almost reached its peak. The surging power of incense emerged from all directions and then turned into a torrent, rushing towards his body.
But this great god, whose body grew ever taller and more imposing, whose divine light shone ever brighter, did not respond to the prayers of the devout men and women. His face, unseen by mortals, was fixed on the conspicuous ruins in the city, and he murmured in a voice only he could hear…
"An earth immortal? That's impossible!"
The reason why this city god was so shocked was that when Feng Bingwen saw the thing inside the bronze coffin about to lift up, he immediately dragged it into his blessed land.
This left the relatively ignorant master somewhat bewildered, as it did not align with his understanding of the cultivation world.
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