As for the Immortal of Misfortune, he disappeared without a trace after falling from grace and did not remain in the Immortal Realm.
His whereabouts are unknown, and he somehow managed to deceive the heavens, so much so that even the Heavenly Dao could not detect his presence.
In just a few minutes, Jiang Yuan guessed the identity of the mysterious bureau chief.
Misfortune Fairy.
The Immortal of Misfortune loves war the most and hates Heaven and immortals the most.
Because of his desire to win, he will instigate wars and plunge the world into chaos, so that he will have a place to use his talents and people will worship him.
Based on all of this, she could roughly guess what the Fairy of Misfortune wanted to do with the superpowered individuals.
He turned people into superhumans, took them in, built up his prestige in their eyes, made them obey him, secretly promoted Jiang Rentian and others to create immortals, and pretended to besiege Jiang Rentian to lure him away from the mountain.
He wanted to obtain the immortals, then recreate them using the people under his command.
Just like Jiang Rentian did to Jiang Chengxian.
The immortals he created with his own hands, once integrated into his blood, either obeyed him or became nourishment.
The more Jiang Yuan thought about it, the more she felt that the Immortal of Misfortune was ambitious and had played a good game.
If she hadn't peered into Jiang Rentian's memories, she probably wouldn't have discovered his conspiracy.
This explains why he always contacted her via WeChat and phone, rather than visiting her in person.
Once they meet, all his schemes and plots will be exposed.
Jiang Yuan closed her eyes, sensing the atmosphere around her.
Upon spotting Wanyan's trail, she instantly opened her eyes and headed in the direction Wanyan was.
On the other side, Wanyan hurriedly headed out of the laboratory.
Although his strength had become much weaker than before, it was not as weak as that of an ordinary person.
He felt a pair of eyes staring at him!
Those eyes were both intimidating and sharp.
Only high-ranking immortals can achieve this.
In City D, there is only one high-ranking immortal, Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan has arrived!
Damn it! Damn it!
That despicable Li Chengdao, those despicable disciples of Xingchen Mountain!
He and Xingchen Mountain are irreconcilable enemies.
If Li Chengdao hadn't activated the Immortal Locking Formation to delay him, he would have obtained the Blessed Immortal and left the laboratory long ago, instead of being in this predicament!
Unable to obtain the blessing from the immortal, Jiang Yuan still rushed over.
It's all Li Chengdao's fault!
If he can leave this time, he will definitely... he will definitely massacre Star Mountain!
"Where are you going?" Just as Wanyan was thinking, a slow and pleasant voice rang out.
Wanyan's heart skipped a beat. He stopped and turned his head stiffly.
The collapsed ceiling above fell down, but was bounced off by a transparent protective shield just before it hit Jiang Yuan.
Stones flew like sharp blades toward Wanyan, who dodged to the side.
His brows were furrowed, and his dark, deep eyes were fixed on Jiang Yuan, who was slowly walking towards him.
With each step Jiang Yuan took, a striking red spider lily, as red as fresh blood, would bloom on the ground.
It was as if the red spider lily was a part of her, each blooming brilliantly and growing toward him.
He, the flower of the other side?
Wanyan's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Jiang Yuan in astonishment.
There was a celestial being known as the Lord of the Other Shore.
There were no other plants or living people in the place where she was, only spider lilies.
"King Yama!" Wanyan said coldly.
“The Immortal of Misfortune.” Jiang Yuan raised her eyes, her cold gaze fixed on Wan Yan before her.
He had no one to worship him and became a fallen immortal, so his power was very weak.
No wonder they had to hide and act cautiously.
"I knew it. If I met you, you would have guessed my identity at a glance," Wanyan said with a cold snort.
Knowing this, he was unwilling to meet with Jiang Yuan, and instead sent Ge Wen or Ster to deliver the message.
If he could, he truly hoped not to meet Jiang Yuan before his plan succeeded.
“I knew you were a high-ranking immortal, but I never imagined you were actually the Lord of the Other Shore,” Wanyan said, her eyes filled with resentment.
Jiang Yuan is Yama, the King of Hell, so you could say he's a similar type of immortal.
The difference is that she has worshippers, so she is a high-ranking immortal.
There is another festival related to her in the human world—the Ghost Festival.
On the day of the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell open wide, and the souls wandering in the underworld will roam the human world under the guidance of Yama and the underworld officials. This is also known as the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts.
Those who miss those souls will offer incense and burn paper money to worship them on that day.
While burning paper money, people would also chant a few words to Yama, the King of Hell, and burn some money for her so that she would take a detour.
She has people who worship her, but he...
But they were abandoned!
Thinking of this, Wanyan felt a sense of resentment.
He was unwilling, truly unwilling.
Jiang Yuan was merely leading the souls on a stroll through the streets, yet she was granted a special festival and even had worshippers.
He gave so much, yet... he was powerless and faced a generational shift.
"The mighty King Yama, instead of minding his own affairs, is meddling in matters of the mortal world. Your reach is a bit too far." Wanyan said coldly, his eyes sharp, while remaining wary of Jiang Yuan, fearing she might make a move.
He was strong enough to block an attack and then take the opportunity to escape.
But if Jiang is determined to pursue him relentlessly...
"A dignified Immortal of Misfortune, instead of staying put, you're stirring up trouble in the mortal world, trying to cause conflict and provoke the Heavenly Dao. You've gone too far," Jiang Yuan said, mimicking the Immortal of Misfortune's tone.
"I wanted to stay put, but fate wants me to die. Since I don't want to die, I have no choice but to use any means necessary to achieve my goal," Wanyan said angrily through gritted teeth.
He wanted to be a high-ranking immortal, but without his worshippers and without his power, he could no longer be a high-ranking immortal.
“I also want to stay in the underworld and only care about its affairs, but your actions and Jiang Rentian’s have caused many people to die in the mortal world. I have to intervene in these unnatural deaths,” Jiang Yuan replied calmly.
"Jiang Yuan, you should join forces with me to fight against the Heavenly Dao. It is the Heavenly Dao's injustice that has caused me to be in this state!"
"You and I are the same kind of immortals; my fate today is your fate tomorrow!"
Wanyan attempted to persuade him.
What he hated most was the infallibility of Heaven's will; he absolutely loathed it.
"I would be very happy if I ended up like you," Jiang Yuan said calmly, looking at Wanyan, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was agitated.
"Happy? Are you out of your mind?" Wanyan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and finally came to the conclusion that Jiang Yuan had gone mad.
How could someone who isn't crazy say something like, "She should be very happy"?
“If I were to go from a high-ranking immortal to a low-ranking immortal, my power would gradually weaken. This means that the world is becoming better and fewer people are dying,” Jiang Yuan said.
The fact that fewer people are dying in the present world suggests that they are living longer.
Some people don't have to bury their children, and some families won't lose any loved ones.
During her years as the Queen of Hell, she witnessed many accidents, families torn apart, and parents outliving their children.
They died either from car accidents or various other incidents, or from serious illnesses or terminal illnesses.
If her power is weakening, it means that such things are gradually decreasing, and fewer people are dying in the world.
She will be very happy.
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