Chapter 1

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The imperial capital, in a manor on the outskirts.

The Chairman, dressed in a burgundy suit, stood on the second-floor balcony with a cigar in his hand.

He took puff after puff, his voice somewhat anxious:

"Can the demi-gods from the Musician and Scholar families be dragged out for a walk? They didn't show up last time during the Wind and Thunder Dual Gods incident. Are they still in seclusion while the evil faction is attacking our home?"

In the courtyard, a sapling emitting green light swayed gently. A burly, red-haired man silently puffed on his cigar. A cold laugh echoed from the black mist drifting over the artificial lake.

No one paid him any attention.

Only the clay figure in the living room, resembling a kind-faced old man, spoke in a gentle voice:

"They are not official organizations and have no obligation to appear on the front lines. All they need to consider is whether they can protect themselves after the orderly faction is defeated."

This was the regulation established by all parties when the "division of territory" occurred.

The Five Elements Alliance (Wu Xing Meng) and the Taiyi School (Tai Yi Men) became official organizations, holding great power and taking on the responsibility of maintaining order. The Lingjing (Spirit Realm) families retreated to the second line, like regional officials, managed by the officialdom and assisting with official work.

But the Lingjing families had nothing to do with shedding blood and sacrificing their lives.

Of course, when the final decisive battle truly arrived, the Lingjing families would definitely not stand idly by.

The Chairman exhaled a plume of white smoke: "Alright, then let them guard their homes. The Spiritual Energy Society (Ling Neng Hui) still has a demi-god in the Second District, as well as Ling Tuo."

At this moment, Fu Qingxuan ended her call with her younger brother and said:

"The evil faction has rebelled. After today, the world order will be reversed. Everyone, be prepared. The top priority now is to rescue the Sea Emperor and maintain the number of demi-gods in the orderly faction."

Compared to the grave mood of the other demi-gods, Fu Qingxuan was even somewhat excited.

The White Tiger (Bai Hu) was a master of war. Deep down, she craved a global war so that she could unleash the true strength of a "Marshal." In one-on-one fights, she ranked among the top five scouts. In team battles, she ranked among the top three. In large-scale battles, no one could match a Marshal.

The Chairman could hardly wait and said, "Gather, gather, I'll take you there."

Just then, an unspeakable palpitation arose. The hearts of the demi-gods present skipped a beat uncontrollably, and they simultaneously looked west.

Conference room.

The Nine Elders felt relieved when they learned that the five Alliance Leaders had returned to reality.

The battle prowess displayed by the five Alliance Leaders during the Wind and Thunder Dual Gods incident had surprised the Nine Elders and left them in a cold sweat, because even they didn't know the secret of the Five Elements Fusion.

Back then, the officialdom had joined forces with the Lingjing families to conduct research. The initiator was the Lord of the Central Courtyard, and the core purpose was to study ancient secret techniques, including but not limited to mechanism techniques and the spiritual power of the Five Elements.

Now, looking back, the five Alliance Leaders had actually been secretly communicating for a long time, using the Scholar and Musician families, who were skilled in creation and life, to break through bottlenecks.

After the Alliance Leaders mastered the Five Elements Fusion technique, they kept it a secret, and even the Ten Elders didn't know. This showed that the Alliance Leaders didn't fully trust them either.

However, in the final analysis, it was still a joyous occasion.

Five Elements as one could contend with the Wind and Thunder Dual Gods, which meant they could contend with Asura.

The "invincible" title above Asura's head could be removed. The Sword Pavilion Elder's expression relaxed slightly, and he said:

"Don't let your guard down. Notify the demi-gods from the Liu, Xie, Zhu, Zhao, and Xiahou families, and have them help maintain order while restraining their clansmen. With the disappearance of moral values, the world order is in imminent danger. The demi-gods won't refuse."

Although evil professions were stronger than orderly ones, the number of demi-gods in the orderly faction was greater than that of the evil faction.

Sometimes, quality was important, but sometimes, quantity was also key. Just as Fu Qingyang was about to speak, he suddenly saw the faces of the Nine Elders around the conference table change simultaneously. They all looked west.

The two peak Sovereigns from the Red Fire Gang even ignited flames directly, entering a battle-ready state reflexively.

"What's wrong?" Fu Qingyang felt a sinking feeling in his heart, a premonition of something bad.

Elder Miao closed his eyes, concentrating and sensing. After five or six seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed:

"Asura has entered the capital!!" A bolt from the blue!

At this moment, everyone in the capital trembled as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Outside the Beijing Beltway.

Traffic flowed endlessly. On the rooftop of an old building, a man with three heads and six arms, cast like a black tower, stood motionless on the edge.

He looked more like a sculpture.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King (Mo Yan Tian Wang), his legs weak, sat beside him, expectant:

"Asura, I want to bring Yuan Shi Tianzun into the Soldiers of Cataclysm (Bing Zhu Jiao). Will you give him the title of Heavenly King?"

Asura's deep voice came: "Good!"

"After we wash the orderly faction in blood, can our Soldiers of Cataclysm wipe out the other evil professions in one fell swoop?"

"Good!"

"Asura, I have to slip away. The orderly faction's demi-gods are here."

The Demon Eye Heavenly King looked towards the sky. At some point, layers upon layers of dark clouds had surged over. Beneath the dark clouds, a stunning beauty wearing a gorgeous opera costume with flags all over her back stood in the air.

In the other three directions, towering ancient trees of verdant green, raging flames, and solidified iron swords appeared in the air. The concrete of the rooftop they were on melted, and a clay figure emerged.

The Alliance Leaders of the Five Elements Alliance (Wu Xing Meng) had surrounded the two of them.

The traffic flowed as usual, mortals "ignoring" the strange phenomenon in the sky, just as crawling ants could not detect humans observing them from above.

"No need!" Asura rarely didn't say good, "I'm not here to fight!"

Before the Demon Eye Heavenly King could respond, an angry voice asked in his place: "You're not here to fight, what are you here for? You're such a sneaky bastard!"

Following the sound, it was a man in a burgundy suit, holding a cigar in his hand and wearing a silver mask, looking extremely exasperated.

Asura's appearance in the capital at this juncture directly broke the Chairman's composure. The black tower-like Asura's abdomen emitted a combination of low-frequency bubble sounds: "If the five of you leave the capital, I will slaughter the city."

The five Alliance Leaders did not speak, but the suddenly surging dark clouds and buzzing, trembling sword energy foreshadowed the Alliance Leaders' fury.

Obviously, Asura was here to restrain them.

The fact that the evil faction could call out this Sleeping God (Shui Shen) meant that this plan was not a small-scale probing, but a total offensive of a hundred years of forbearance.

At this moment, a long-lost sense of powerlessness surged in the hearts of the orderly demi-gods.

New Covenant County.

A tsunami hundreds of meters high crashed heavily on the harbor, but was blocked by an invisible barrier, creating snow-lion-like white foam and thunderous roars.

The tsunami crashed against the barrier again and again, the frequency increasing, and the waves getting higher and higher.

Revealing a sense of urgency and powerlessness.

Slaughter Dungeon, third floor of the museum.

Huang Taiji took Jiang Ju's broken body, opened his inventory, took out the Source of Life (Sheng Ming Yuan Ye), and injected it into the Yan Emperor's son's jugular vein.

The severed limbs' wounds wriggled with flesh, and cells regenerated rapidly. Although two more tubes of Source of Life were needed for complete limb regeneration, the bleeding had stopped, and the cells destroyed by the explosion and burned by the fire were able to regenerate.

Huang Taiji didn't continue injecting. At this time, a tube of Source of Life could save a life, and using it to help Jiang Ju regenerate limbs was too wasteful.

Little Circle "put away" the illusory magic table, flapped her wings and returned to her own camp, standing side by side with Xiahou Aotian in the front.

The sixty-four Trigrams Array collapsed, and Xiahou Aotian gasped for breath, sweat and blood from his eyes, nose, and mouth mixing together, "defiling" his handsome face.

The deity dharma body behind him was dim, about to be extinguished.

Zhang Yuanqing took out the Mountain God Scepter (Shan Shen Quan Zhang), causing the gem at the top to emit a green light, healing him.

Xiahou Aotian also had a lot of medicine reserves himself. Warlocks were best at refining elixirs and making medicine. In terms of endurance, he didn't actually need Yuan Shi Tianzun to go to the trouble.

But he didn't refuse, because his body's condition was really too bad at this time.

The Liquid of Carnage, in the form of a middle-aged man, glanced at the "human-beast hybrid" corpse, sneering repeatedly:

"Too impatient. You should have waited for her to use the item before acting. That way you would have more spoils of war. Oh no, we would have more spoils of war."

"What's the point? You exhausted your spiritual power to kill the human-beast hybrid. You've only gone from fighting three to fighting two."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him and smiled:

"You're wrong. There's no chance of winning in a three-on-one fight, but there is in a two-on-one fight. The peak Saints (Sheng Zhe) like us can join forces to fight a Sovereign-level powerhouse."

Yin Ji, Huang Taiji, Qingzhu, Alicia. The orderly professions all stood up and stood with him.

Although deity dharma bodies were stronger than early Stage 7, they were still very far from Stage 8. Everyone present except Qingzhu were peak Saints (Sheng Zhe), and Yin Ji and he were both Night Wanderers (Ye You Shen) who had cultivated the Pure Yang Cleansing Body Record (Chun Yang Xi Shen Lu).

They could, to some extent, resist and weaken the Drunkard's strong control.

In addition, there were his and Yin Ji's Level 6 Yin corpses and spirit servants. So many Level 6 Saints (Sheng Zhe) added up could cause a qualitative change from a quantitative one.

As long as Little Circle and Xiahou Aotian could restrain the Sleeping Dragon Lord, Zhang Yuanqing was confident that he could kill the Liquid of Carnage and completely reverse the situation.

Of course, this would definitely lead to casualties among the orderly professions, but now was not the time to cherish life. Even Xia Zuo could risk his life, and so could they.

At this time, the drowsy Sleeping Dragon Lord suddenly spoke:

"So, the person I really need to kill is actually you, Daoist Master of Morality (Daode Tianzun)?" His eyes suddenly opened, staring intently at Zhang Yuanqing.

The Sleeping Dragon Lord's words stunned everyone, including the Liquid of Carnage. Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes.

The Sleeping Dragon Lord continued:

"Before entering the Slaughter Dungeon, someone reminded me that after entering the dungeon, I needed to remember two things: first, to acquire as much as possible from the dungeon; second, to be faster than others."

"I didn't quite understand it at first, but after entering the Slaughter Dungeon, I realized why they chose me. Because the 'Nightmare Sutra' I practice counteracts all items. For me, those artifacts were easy to obtain. I basically didn't need to pay a price. As long as I broke the display case or the seal, I could subdue them."

"And the price I need to pay is to help him wipe out the orderly camp in the Slaughter Dungeon. If the situation doesn't allow it at the time, then help him kill one person."

"When I asked him who to kill, he didn't tell me, only saying that after entering the dungeon, kill whoever poses the greatest threat to you."

The Sleeping Dragon Lord's gaze fell on Xiahou Aotian: "Not this Scholar (Xueshi). He's too ordinary, so ordinary that I can't even be bothered to pay attention to him."

Xiahou Aotian burst into anger: "汝彼母之寻亡呼!"

This was an antique curse he had learned from the old man in the ring. The Sleeping Dragon Lord didn't respond, then glanced over the others, shaking his head slightly:

"They're also very ordinary, so ordinary that they're not worth that person finding me personally. So I haven't been fighting seriously all this time. I chose to wait, wanting to see who the person I need to kill is. Now I'm sure."

"It's you!" His gaze finally locked onto Zhang Yuanqing. At this moment, the sleepiness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a burning brightness:

"Who exactly are you? The Taiyi School (Tai Yi Men) doesn't have a Star Official like you. I've never heard of the name Daoist Master of Morality (Daode Tianzun). Such a powerful Saint (Sheng Zhe) couldn't possibly be unknown."

Yin Ji, who was beside him, also looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a suspicious gaze.

As a core member of the Taiyi School (Tai Yi Men), she had never heard of Daoist Master of Morality (Daode Tianzun), let alone known that there was such a Star Official.

She couldn't possibly not know about a Star Official who could become a peak Saint (Sheng Zhe). She knew all the genius Star Officials who had appeared in the past thirty years like the back of her hand.

But the "Daoist Master of Morality (Daode Tianzun)" on the points leaderboard made her feel very conflicted. False names could only deceive people, not the Spirit Realm (Lingjing).

Zhang Yuanqing's expression was very solemn, not because of the person the Sleeping Dragon Lord mentioned. That was something he needed to consider after surviving. What really weighed on his mind was the enemy's attitude.

As an Illusionist, he knew very well that the Sleeping Dragon Lord wasn't lying.

Whether it was cheating or "not fighting seriously," it was the truth. Not fighting seriously meant that the Sleeping Dragon Lord hadn't revealed his trump card yet.

He had been happy too soon.

Seeing Daoist Master of Morality (Daode Tianzun) not speaking, the Sleeping Dragon Lord said indifferently:

"It doesn't matter anymore. No matter who you are, you will die here today. I should leave the dungeon, return to reality, and welcome the glory that belongs to me."

He opened his inventory and released the artifacts he had previously subdued.

Knives, spears, swords, shields, sculptures, bronzeware, textiles, furniture, and jade objects rotated around him, one by one being thrown into the darkness behind him.

The deity behind him in the viscous darkness seemed to have taken a great tonic, his aura suddenly soaring.

The black domain expanded rapidly, first swallowing the Liquid of Carnage beside him. A "thump" sound came from the darkness.

As a peak Saint (Sheng Zhe), who also controlled a deity dharma body, the Liquid of Carnage didn't even have a chance to react before falling into a deep sleep.

The dark domain expanded rapidly, dispelling the light and plunging the temple into darkness. "Thump, thump..."

Xiahou Aotian, Qingzhu, Alicia, Huang Taiji... fell to the ground one after another, falling into a deep dream.

Zhang Yuanqing staggered, swaying like a drunkard, stubbornly refusing to fall.

This sleeping power was irresistible. This time he was really done for. The person who commissioned the Sleeping Dragon Lord to kill me should be Ling Tuo. But... how could he have calculated this step?

Zhang Yuanqing could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell heavily to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

"Hey, wake up. If you don't wake up, your teammates will die." In the boundless darkness, Zhang Yuanqing heard someone calling him.