Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1352 The Yellow Terrace (2)

Miaofantian.

As dusk settled, the chanting of scriptures echoed repeatedly within the main hall. Prince Ziya emerged from his cave and saw the young man calling out in the distance:
"Uncle-Master Wang!"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Wang Ziya's eyes. He stepped forward, looked at his junior brother, and asked:

"What's the matter? Why did you call me out in such a hurry..."

The young man laughed, took out a scroll from his sleeve, and gently unfurled it, revealing a wonderful picture of Sendai Tiange. Prince Ziya casually took it, lifted it with one hand, and stroked his beard with the other to look at it.

It was just an ordinary painting, but the painter was quite skilled, and the subject matter was not ordinary. So it shone brightly and had great weight. He looked at it with a smile, his gaze inadvertently falling on the end.

'Presented to my brother Yu by Qu Tianxiang of Tongxuan Palace.'

Qu Tianxiang?
Must be the real name!

These words struck him like lightning, sending a shiver down his spine. He immediately lowered the hand that had been stroking his beard, gently took the catalogue, and held it with utmost respect. He took a deep breath and said:

"Where did you come from?! This is so rare!"

The young man said in a low voice:
"This thing, obtained from the outside world, isn't even considered precious. I've heard... there's also the original thing itself!"

Wang Ziya's pupils dilated, and he immediately turned to look at him. In an instant, he understood the gravity of the situation. He immediately grabbed his junior apprentice's hand, led him forward, and said:

"Go to the front of the road and say it!"

The two passed through numerous palaces, ascended the brownish-yellow jade steps, entered the drifting white clouds, bowed, and then slowly climbed forward, soon seeing the towering celestial throne.

As usual, the two knelt and bowed in greeting. They continued deeper into the veil, until finally they saw a deep curtain, shimmering with white light. They bowed and said:
"The truth is right!"

The person inside immediately awoke with a start and asked:
"Is there any follow-up to the Dalingchuan incident?"

Wang Ziya and the young man exchanged a glance.

Perhaps it is because chaos is approaching, this Daoist has been awake more often in recent years and has paid more attention to external affairs. Wang Ziya said:

"There's been no news from Dalingchuan, but we've received a painting from outside... Please take a look, sir."

The young man immediately lifted the scroll and sent it behind the curtain. After a long while, a gasp of surprise was heard from inside.
"The ancestral master's artifact!"

"Yes!"

The young man hurriedly said:

“Back when the world was in chaos, a lineage of a precious native was circulating outside, hiding in Chuncheng and cultivating in someone else’s grotto. The number of people was small, at the lowest point only two or three were passed down… There was a disciple named Qu Caotan, who reported this after copying the ancestor’s handwriting!”

The people inside, however, were not delighted, and suddenly asked in disbelief:
"Where did he get such a treasure!"

Qu Shi has indeed earned much respect to this day, but he understands that without the True Lord's backing, he is nothing.

'Don't even mention things belonging to your own ancestors; you wouldn't return anything that isn't your own. How could you possibly be qualified to obtain handwriting of an immortal?'

Youth Road:
"It was he who helped Master Yao..."

"Humph!"

That man sneered:

"The Yao family..."

He inquired around and asked again about the details of Dalingchuan. He had already made up his mind. He hurriedly sent his disciples and followers away, his heart filled with turmoil:

'Yu… is Donghua. Since he can be addressed as Brother Yu, who else could it be but Lord Changtang!'

This dish is naturally sashimi soup.

To be honest, these disciples and grand-disciples were extremely excited, but as a cultivator who had listened to lectures in front of Xu Xiang back then, Tang Xie, a dignified [Guanmiao Attendant God], whose cultivation methods were all written by Bao Tu himself, what kind of handwriting did he not have? In fact, he was only so-so, except for that [Brother Yu] who was somewhat interesting.

What is this in his eyes?
A great opportunity to meet that Jie Lin!
Without hesitation, he held his breath and focused his mind, communicating with the unseen heaven and earth. Perhaps the timing was just right, and this time he slowly sensed that deep and distant place. He felt unsteady, but soon he saw the hazy moonlight, the steps undulating, and looking around, he saw a fairy pavilion!
These celestial pavilions stood side by side, arranged on floating islands, interconnected, forming a continuous expanse under the moonlight. A faint humming sound could be heard. The pavilions on the horizon were mostly completed. The young man above turned his head, his face filled with astonishment:
"The spirit servant has arrived!"

In an instant, the moonlight coalesced, and the young man arrived, his face filled with joy:
"It's been a long time since I've seen you, sir!"

"Fellow Taoist Xi..."

Yukichi's shocked gaze shifted from the distance to his face, and he said:

"It's truly a world upheaval..."

In this world, Yuan Shang was oblivious to the sun and moon, focusing solely on cultivating supernatural powers and repairing the Daoist scriptures. Later, as his supernatural powers grew, he gained a split spirit, which he then sent to repair the building, thus managing to do both without neglecting either.

He was a cultivator by nature, far more composed than Dangjiang. Over such a long period of time, his mentality remained unchanged, which caused the Zhonghan Palace to be completely transformed!

Tang Xie couldn't help but look at him again, but Yuan Shang pulled him down to sit and whispered:
"how?"

Tang Xie composed himself and said with a hint of hesitation:
"Are you aware of what happened in Dalingchuan, fellow Daoist?"

Yuan Shang was not surprised, he just smiled and said:

"A fellow Daoist visited me a few days ago and mentioned this matter..."

The soup was bitter and tasted astringent.
"The sunset glow is more magnificent than ever before, but the female waters are wounded again... Alas!"

Tang Xie, of course, knew the heavens' position, and even knew that the female water spirit was undoubtedly a potential ally of the heavens. As he spoke, he secretly observed, only to find that Yuan Shang showed no worry, but instead smiled and said:
“But I asked that fellow Daoist… and he only answered me with one sentence.”

Tang Xie's heart leaped into his throat. Seeing that he remained silent, he was taken aback, his heart pounding like a hungry rat's. He laughed and scolded:

"You've really piqued my interest."

Yuan Shang laughed heartily, then said seriously:
"That fellow Daoist said... [The celestial mist and the female water each get what they need.]"

Yu Xi was stunned for a moment, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed:
"I must have misread it!"

The two pondered for a while but still couldn't figure it out. Seeing that the time was right, Tang Xie used his magic to point, revealing a golden area that condensed into a scroll.

The pictures and writing above appeared one by one, reflected in Yuan Shang's eyes. Tang Xie pointed to the writing and laughed:

"Let Jie Lin take a look at the good stuff I've found outside..."

Yuan Shang hesitated, then Tang Xie smiled and said:
"I don't need to say who Yu is. This item was given to Lord Changtang by my Dao Ancestor. It is also proof of the close relationship between Lingbao and Donghua!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Shang simply nodded and said thoughtfully:
"This item... was it Changhuai who showed it to you, sir?"

"Changhuai?"

Tang Xie's words were not merely intended to flatter, but rather to draw out Yao Shi. Taken aback by the question, he was puzzled, wondering why Tang Xie had suddenly said such a thing, and asked curiously:
"What does this have to do with Changhuai... I heard... this was given to one of my juniors by Tianxia..."

Yuan Shang was momentarily speechless, then decisively said:
"impossible!"

“I know this map. In the Daoist tradition, it is called the ‘Spirit Treasure Map,’ and it is the most treasured artifact of Changhuai Mountain! How could it possibly be in Tianxia’s hands!”

Tang Xie stood there, stunned.

Seeing him standing there dumbfounded, Yuan Shang still thought he didn't believe him, and solemnly declared:
“You may not know this, but back then, a disciple of the Changhuai Qing clan became a disciple of my Xi clan. Later, we became related by marriage, and my Xi clan and the Changhuai clan became close. Although we later became estranged, we still took care of each other.”

"This is a secret of Changhuai's cultivation. Others may not know it, but I, Xi, who is connected to the past and the future, know this best. This item was brought out from the Yuan Mansion and is a great treasure of Changhuai!"

He said seriously:

"Otherwise, how could the things Lingbao gave to Donghua have ended up in Tianxia's hands!"

Tang Xie's expression gradually turned cold, becoming increasingly awkward. Yuan Shang also sensed something was wrong, his face changing instantly, and he fell silent. After an unknown amount of time, he saw the beautiful attendant and said softly:
"I have a guess... I may offend you... Please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Xi."

"But it doesn't matter!"

Yuan Shang answered, just as Tang Xie said calmly:

"The True Lord Taiyi has bowed his head to the setting sun."

Yuan Shang stared at him in disbelief, but saw that Tang Xie's expression was cold and he showed no unease, just as he had disdainfully mentioned this True Lord back then—the so-called Taiyi True Lord seemed to be nothing more than a junior in front of this Guanmiao Attendant God.

But Xi Shaoshang didn't have time to discern his attitude; her voice trembled slightly as she said:
"how you said that?"

Yu Xi smiled coldly:

"He is the one whose path has been severed, and naturally he is the one who least wants the world to be in turmoil. Moreover, he is of the Earth element, and should have bowed down long ago. The fact that he has persisted until today is simply the result of his ambition!"

Among the various lineages of Chongming, Changhuai is the only one that went far away to Shu. It is powerful but mysterious. Although Yuan Shang is close to Changhuai, he cannot fathom the motives of a True Lord, and can only remain silent.

Yukichi, however, pieced everything together and said coldly:
"No wonder! No wonder the Yuan government bestowed this item upon him, the precious land... Donghua... He is now in a precarious position, unable to advance or retreat, how ironic!"

"A leap month in the earthly branch? How is that possible..."

Yuan Shang was shocked and incredulous, but then he saw Tang Xie say sarcastically:
"You don't know... it's possible that all of you fellow disciples have attained the highest level of enlightenment, and this kind of thing is an open secret that can easily leak out, causing Changhuai cultivators to lose face..."

He paused, then shook his head:
"He is not bad either. He obtained a leap position in the Great Dao of 'Returning to Earth,' which is no worse than others. In addition, he is clever and takes advantage of the times. Although I look down on his severed path, I have to admit that he is the first in the past few hundred years to cultivate the Dao so quickly."

Yuan Shang frowned, still remaining silent. Tang Xie said:
"Because the lineage is closely related, I have heard a little about His affairs. He has returned to the two paths, and should not be prominent now. This person was enlightened by the sun in the mountains and borrowed the supernatural power of the Earth element to attain the Dao. He subdued the arrogance of the Earth element and stored up his Earth virtue. He stored up the Earth element and borrowed the power of the North for cultivation, so his progress became more and more vigorous..."

As a disciple of Guanmiao, it's one thing if he's from another lineage, but as a disciple of Xuxiang, Earth Virtue is Tang Xie's forte. This barrage of words came crashing down on Yuan Shang, leaving him completely bewildered. Before he could ask any more questions, Tang Xie coldly replied:
"Now that the tide has turned, He will certainly not oppose Tianxia!"

Yuan Shang raised his head, both surprised and horrified, and gritted his teeth, saying:
"If what the servant god says is true, then my lineage of the sun has committed an unforgivable sin!"

"pat..."

A white sleeve swept across the table, freezing all the images on the small mirror. Lu Jiangxian's expression darkened slightly, and she immediately stood up, gazing into the distance.

He had a clear view of everything in Gujun and had already made his judgment. Now that he had received confirmation, his mind was completely clear. The silver light in his hand kept flashing as various calculations and deductions swept through his mind.

"Daeryungcheon..."

Since the incident in Dalingchuan, Lu Jiangxian had been waiting with full concentration. With the fragmented senses, he could not afford to be careless. As the Jishui matter was resolved and the Yin Office was settled, the attitudes of various families became clear, and he finally made a judgment!

"The inevitable change has arrived... Perfect timing... Whether it's the Lesser Yin Secret Technique or the Void Walking Technique, both are now ready to be used..."

He turned around, and silver light gathered in his hand.

The silver light surged and churned, conjuring up all sorts of scenes: sometimes a great war that destroyed a nation, sometimes flames that filled the sky, sometimes qilin fighting each other, and supernatural powers falling like stars, a mixture of joy and sorrow, and endless imagination.

All the scenery condensed into this one point in his palm, decisively leaping out, intertwining and colliding, circling like a yin-yang fish, falling towards the horizon.

'If we don't intervene... there's going to be big trouble!'

His mind was unsettled; his hands, resting on the table, kept calculating. But faint, subtle sounds echoed in his ears—an old man's mournful weeping—slightly stirring his calm, unwavering heart.

The scene on the mirror kept fluctuating, and finally emerged a solemn ancestral hall surrounded by incense, and an old man kneeling in front of the ancestral hall, who was so thin that he was unrecognizable.

'Li Xuanxuan…'

His eyes closed slightly. This old man, who had accompanied him almost to this world and into this perilous situation, was finally nearing the end of his life.

But the old man, still unwilling to give up, kept asking about the future.

Lu Jiangxian sighed, lowered her brows, and closed her eyes.

……

The snow was falling heavily.

The ice on the lake had frozen solid, but inside the main hall, a golden brazier was lit, making the hall stuffy and hot. The hustle and bustle outside had faded away, making it exceptionally quiet.

He leaned against the main hall, coughed up blood twice, and patted his chest. His limbs were still ice-cold. The people outside heard him clearly and hurriedly came forward. It was a middle-aged man with a stern face who whispered:
"Suining...is much better now."

The man shook his head and asked in return:

"Is there any news from the north?"

The middle-aged man sighed and said in a low voice:
"Upon receiving the news, the divine body, which had been closed for many days, was suddenly occupied. The Emperor of Yan personally arrived, accompanied by a forest of Mahayana monks. Master Liangju, possessing perfect supernatural powers, also mobilized 100,000 people to form a moat... Relying on the Prince of Dai at Yanmen, the Prince of Wei intended to withdraw his troops..."

Li Suining raised his head, his eyes dim, and said:

"It was because we didn't recognize his true face that the chaos at Dongling occurred. I... feel extremely guilty!"

Middle-aged people:

"That is incorrect. When the King of Wei campaigned eastward, everyone he passed bowed down in submission. Even so, he did not completely trust him and invited Yang Ruiyi, the former Grand General of the Song Dynasty, to oversee the campaign. How could we know that Liang Jushi actually harbored the intention to kill his clan to save the country..."

Li Sui lowered his brow, ultimately unwilling to bring up the matter again. Instead, he began to calculate with his fingers, and after a moment said:

"In that case, judging by the speed at which the Divine Ability has been working, the King of Wei's important matter should be completed in a few days!"

A bitter look flashed in his eyes as he glanced at the middle-aged man beside him and said softly:

“Master Qiao, you are a disciple of Master Zhaojing and have attained enlightenment some time ago. For many years, you have followed the masters diligently. Now that the great matter in the north is ready, I should also… point out a clear path for you.”

The person standing before them was none other than Qiao Yue, Li Ximing's disciple!

Upon hearing his words, Qiao Yue immediately stood up, his expression changing drastically, and whispered:
"The sun is about to rise... Why is that!"

Li Suining shook his head in silence for a long while before saying:
"Back then... when you asked to marry Daoist Yuyou, the Old Master did not agree. Firstly, there was chaos in the valley, bloodshed in the desert, and the entire Zhuang clan perished. Daoist Yuyou then cut his hair and severed ties with the world, devoting himself to the pursuit of the Dao. Secondly... it was the Old Master's own wish, to leave you a way out, that's why he chose the Chen family of Yuyang... It's best that you don't hold a grudge..."

Qiao Yue stood there, stunned, and looked at the silver-robed man, saying in a low voice:
"Now, it's just right..."

He took a letter from his sleeve, as if he had been preparing it for a long time, and handed it to Qiao Yue, saying:
"This is a letter written by the real person before he left. Please go to the Chen family to avoid them."

Qiao Yue, feeling ashamed, lowered his head and said:

"Master went north, and I lingered by the lake. I must feel extremely guilty. How could I dare to live again!"

Li Suining sighed:
"Qiao is your only concern. With Zhao in seclusion in the formation, how can you act on a whim?"

Li Suining mentioned nothing else, but this one point alone left Qiao Yue speechless. He opened his mouth several times, but heard Li Suining say:

“Master Yu is related to my Li family and has already protected the West. Now is the time for him to leave. Do not act out of personal feelings!”

Qiao Yue lowered his head and retreated all the way to the outside of the hall, sobbing uncontrollably. He kowtowed to the great lake again before riding the wind away. Only then did Li Suining raise his head and gaze sadly at the horizon.

"It should be time by now..."

Finally, as he watched, shimmering gold began to dance in the distance, its colors like a storm approaching relentlessly. This made the silver-robed man laugh, coughing as he chuckled, and said:
"Somebody come!"

Footsteps echoed hurriedly through the hall. Hearing a reply, Pu Xinya rushed in, his eyes filled with worry. Li Suining said:

"Distinguished guest, please ask Uncle Jiang to personally greet you."

Pu Xinya answered and hurriedly left. The voice gradually faded, and Li Suining, looking up, waited, finally hearing the calm voice that echoed in the hall:

"Thank you for your personal welcome, Master..."

"You flatter me!"

Li Jiangzong's voice was familiar, tinged with panic and fear. His footsteps climbed the steps one by one, and the man laughed:
"You are…"

"This lowly man, Li Jiangzong... has dared to defame the venerable Master!"

Li Suining straightened up, his pupils fixed silently on the shadow cast on the windowsill. The man's posture was quite upright, but his voice was lower than before:

No... I know you.

With a slight creak, the gleaming palace door was pushed open, revealing a person with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a broad face and thick shoulders. His yellow and white Taoist robe fluttered slightly in the wind. He turned his face away from Li Jiangzong to face him directly, gazing across the space of the hall at the person above.

His eyes flickered for a moment, but his words flowed without hesitation, slowly uttering:
“Li Jiangzong…you are from the Bo family, a descendant of Li Xuanxuan…I know you, I have heard of every one of your names.”

His gaze returned, and he looked back naturally across the main hall, walking step by step towards the higher ground, his voice light and clear:
“In earlier years, I should have addressed you as Your Highness, but now that we’ve cut out the formalities, there’s no need to say anything more.”

Li Suining gazed at him, at that face that was familiar yet completely unfamiliar, at that tone so similar to that of years past, and stood up, speaking softly:
"Lord Yao."

Yao Guanyi turned his head and stared at him:
"The Lord of the Great Mu Dharma Realm has been on Mount Taihang... but has not yet waited for True Person Changli. I asked and found out that True Person Changli went to Yan. Fellow Daoist... you even deceive your own people."

Li Suining remained unfazed and looked up:

“Master Changli is incredibly powerful, but he is also suspicious and jealous. If I don’t lie to him, he will definitely go.”

Yao Guanyi shook his head:

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist."

Li Suining's expression changed, a complex hatred flashed in his eyes, and his originally calm voice trembled:

"What is there to be happy about?"

Yao Guanyi didn't look at him, but walked to the side, pushed open the window, looked down at the bustling scene outside, and said softly:

"The calamity of Mingyang has come to an end. Isn't that something to celebrate?"

"Is that all?"

Li Suining stood up, his face flushed with an odd redness from the sudden surge of emotion. He took a step forward, his voice rising abruptly:

"Since you've done your part, why did you come all this way, fellow Daoist?"

The tremors in the void rose and fell intermittently, and the magical transformations over the western desert were reflected in the sky, causing ripples across the continent. Yao Guanyi's gaze remained fixed on the formation, and he said:

"Fellow Daoist, is it not enough?"

Although the sound was calm, it contained unimaginable power. The void in the hall froze, suddenly isolated from the outside world, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Even the crackling fire pit froze, and everything seemed to transform into a vivid painting.

Yao Guanyi turned his head and said softly:
"Throughout history, those who rise to power by taking advantage of circumstances have seen countless clans wiped out, let alone Mingyang... Now, Fellow Daoist Suyun has a powerful backer, and Fellow Daoist Zhaojing has received permission from the Underworld... I arrived so late, yet some of you were able to disperse those who just left the state, and even that Purple Mansion cultivator who just left your main hall... They still have a chance of survival..."

"Isn't that enough?"

This great immortal, whose supernatural powers were fully realized, stared at him and said:
"Yes... you have granted Xuanlou's wish, so naturally I won't push too far. But this is Mingyang's affair... The Li family inherited Mingyang's legacy and has been smug on the lake for so many years. How come they've turned their backs on us now that the cause and effect are settled..."

Li Suining first smiled, then began to cough violently. He bent over as if he were coughing up his lungs, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice:
"Inheriting the legacy of Mingyang? Settling all karmic debts? True, my Li family is not a top-tier immortal clan, but how many common people have we protected over the centuries? We don't seek a thousand generations of prosperity or eternal immortal status; my Li family's direct descendants have endured plenty of hardship. From beginning to end, we only ask for less killing..."

"Yao Zhenren, however, talked to me about settling all karmic debts..."

He raised his head, his gaze icy:

“You are neither the cause of my Li family nor worthy to judge the effect of my Li family.”

Yao Guanyi gazed at the person before him, a flicker of sadness crossing his eyes. He said:

“You’re absolutely right—compared to Li Ximing or even Li Zhouwei, you have a strong sense of self-respect and pride. They would think that since they’ve lost, any words they utter would be nothing but lamentations, so they would remain silent. But you would not do that.”

His eyes flickered for a moment.

"pity."

“You are not qualified to make them listen to Li’s words, and I, Yao… am not qualified to answer on their behalf.”

Swallowing the blood in his mouth, Li Suining stared intently at him, his voice gradually softening:

"The netherworld and dragons... are they really nothing special?"

Yao Guanyi closed his eyes and whispered:
“Fellow Daoist Li, I know… a lot has changed, but that great battle has altered the course of the entire world, and everything is heading towards an irreversible abyss from that point.”

Li Suining said calmly:
"Daeryungcheon."

"It's Dalingchuan."

Yao Guanyi raised his head. It seemed that only on this lake, in this place where even the rosy clouds couldn't see, could this great master of supernatural powers truly express his emotions. He reached out his hand and leaned towards the candlelight on the table:
"They realized it was too late... The great man's supernatural powers and methods had exceeded their expectations. From that moment on, it seemed that the Netherworld and the dragons were standing behind King Wei."

"Build a Yin place..."

The finger slowly approached the flame, the candlelight flickering and swirling around its tip, unable to scorch the Great Master no matter what. Yao Guanyi, however, said:

"What can the King of Wei's attainment of enlightenment change?"

Li Suining stared at him, seemingly unsurprised by his question. Both Li Zhouwei and Li Jiangqian had pondered this question again and again, yet he still couldn't answer it.

The blazing flames danced in Yao Guanyi's eyes, and he said:
"Nothing."

These five words resounded, and Yao Guanyi finally looked up:

"What they want is..."

His words came to an abrupt halt, and Li Suining continued calmly:
"Emperor Wei".

These words seemed to be a taboo, instantly igniting the entire hall. Yao Guanyi laughed:
“They want to cause chaos… They even tried to release Emperor Wei, even though they knew it would make Jin Yi hesitate. But this is not irreconcilable, and he will not easily side with the North. If they could, they would love to release Shao Yang as well—the more people there are, the more certain they are to succeed.”

He looked up and said calmly:

"For so many years, Mingyang has been suppressed by the adults. Emperor Wei is very powerful. It is not only Emperor Wei who needs to be suppressed, but also Mingyang's power. If Emperor Wei can escape, he will immediately become a Dao Embryo. It will be impossible to suppress him again. Even the adults will have a headache."

Li Suining looked at him, and Yao Guanyi said:

“The Prince of Wei is the only one who is in agreement among the three families. If Your Excellency wants the Prince of Wei to prove his Dao in order to eliminate Li Qianyuan, you must relax your supervision of Mingyang’s power at that moment. That will be the opportunity for all families.”

"As for the King of Wei himself... he's just an extra."

He fell silent, turning to the side. The iridescent colors of the north were slowly spreading across the sky, like blazing sunlight, dyeing the distant horizon an intense white. Li Suining said softly:

"Where is the king's tomb?"

Yao Guanyi stood quietly for a while before speaking:
"What do you think, fellow Daoist...? Was this royal tomb built to allow the King of Wei to retreat gracefully? Indeed, it does have that effect, but in front of you, sir, it's rather laughable..."

He said:

"He is the Wei Emperor, the first and only human master of Mingyang. All the underworld places are his burial grounds. Their true purpose is nothing more than to give Li Qianyuan a chance to escape for that one moment."

Li Suining sneered, took a step forward, and his gaze was complicated:

"Before I die, I have only one question for you, sir."

Yao Guanyi showed no surprise, and even seemed to know that he would ask this question, and sighed:

"please say."

Li Suining raised his head and said:
"How could there be such a turmoil in Sichuan!"

He actually felt quite powerless.

With the experience of his previous two lives, he should have been able to achieve great things. Even the mighty Great Yan was forced to retreat by Li Zhouwei. If it weren't for Liang Jushi sacrificing his entire clan, and the chaos in Dongling, the collapse of the dynasty would have been almost inevitable.

But the real pain was in a place he never expected.

Western Shu.

Yao Guanyi stared at him, a subtle glint in his eyes, and said:
“Tian Su was once noble, but now there is no one alone. Before that Fellow Daoist Liu, there were also Tian Su who had fallen into obscurity. With the idea of ​​the Three Mysteries under one roof, there are quite a few fellow Daoists who have reincarnated and are seeking the Dao. There are two of them under the command of the King of Wei. Since the variable can be in Wei, why can’t it be in Shu?”

'The variables lie in Shu…'

Li Suining knew who the variable he was referring to was Tian Su, who was from Shu. Born into the Qiu family, he had never made any big moves in his previous life, but in this life, he successfully used the power of others to cause trouble—and was killed by his uncle.

He shook his head and quietly said:
“The master knows that he is not here at all, and I am not asking him.”

Yao Guanyi glanced at him and sighed:

"The Earth element is the most noble of the Five Virtues, standing above the other four. To put it bluntly, it is not a good place for it. The Earth element loses its brilliance, the Earth element is extremely mysterious, the precious Earth is hidden, and the Xuan and Gui elements, which are noble immortals, suddenly perish."

Upon hearing this, Li Suining knew who he was referring to.

Great!

"After Dalingchuan, that lord... finally bowed his head to the mountain, secluded himself from worldly affairs, and so... Changhuaishan's attitude suddenly changed, abandoning the suppression of the Shu Emperor, and Qingjifang... also failed to overcome Canzi..."

His voice was light and airy, echoing and swirling in the hall, growing fainter and fainter until it was almost inaudible in the swirling wind.

"Boom..."

The melodious chimes rang out, and the northern sky flickered, vaguely splitting into two streams, standing opposite each other, causing Yao Guanyi to stop speaking abruptly, and his gaze shifted.

Li Suining stood frozen in place. He strode forward, stopping a step away from the outside of the hall, and whispered:
"who is it?"

Yao Guanyi stared at the sunlight, momentarily stunned, but he seemed not to hear Li Suining's words, remaining silent, only tightening his grip on the windowsill.

Two beams of light!

The two beams of light from the north intertwined more and more fiercely, reaching straight to the sky. Li Suining felt as if the earth was collapsing and the mountains were splitting in his heart. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, trying to calculate with his hands behind his back, but he only found nothing.

But he didn't have time to ask any more questions.

"crunch..."

The doors of the main hall opened again.

A pale hand gripped the doorframe tightly, golden blood flowing down her wrist and soaking into her crimson robe. The terrifying heat of the burning flames permeated the entire hall.

“Da…”

The black boots stomped on the ground, revealing the young man's blood-stained, sinister face. Golden blood flowed down his chin and into his collar.

The power of the Fire Separation Technique is extremely intense and captivating.

He just stared silently, his once smiling golden eyes now reduced to one, filled with ice and rage.

The other eye socket was empty, filled only with churning blackness.

Li Suining knew this face all too well.

Changli Zhenren.

Li Jiangqian.

Li Suining's words were stuck in his throat. He stared at the prince, his lips moving slightly.

"Tick!"

Golden blood finally slid from Li Jiangqian's injured eye, dripping onto the ground. In an instant, flames erupted, turning the entire hall into a living hell. One after another, golden flames shot out from the windows and doors that were not closed, just like the uncontrollable rage of the person in front of him.

Yao Guanyi has disappeared.

Li Suining stood quietly in the fire, letting the twisted flames engulf him. At that moment, he finally heard a cold, hoarse voice:

"Li Suining, I have always obeyed your every word... without ever having any doubts..."

"Wow!"

The raging flames transformed into a giant hand, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up abruptly. Li Suining's body, exhausted from the battle, was unable to support him and could only be held in the flames' grasp, unable to move.

That bloodied, one-eyed face was so close, so close that he could see the tiny flames boiling within the blood:

"And even now, you still dare to lie to me..."

The cold voice suddenly rose in pitch, filled with both hatred and pain:

"You're still lying to me!"