Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 787 Chaos arises
The destruction of the Yin-Yang Palace's mountain gate was like a meteorite hitting the earth, causing a huge shock throughout the Dali Dynasty.

This kind of thing could not be concealed at all. The Yin-Yang Palace, a sacred sect with a history of tens of thousands of years, disappeared overnight. Anyone with an eye could see it, and it immediately caused a lot of speculation throughout the Dali Dynasty.

Some people said that it was done by the Divine Eagle Empire in the north, some said that it was done by cultivators from foreign continents, and some said that it was done by the other two major sects, Ziyun Pavilion and Jiutian Palace.

However, the major sects that had participated in the gathering of aristocratic families knew clearly why the Yin-Yang Palace was destroyed.

Three days later!
To the east of Dali City, there is a mountain. The peak is not very high, but it has a majestic name, Longmian Mountain.

This is where the dragon vein of the Dali Dynasty is located, and is known as the source of the dragon vein of the Dali Dynasty.

At the same time, this is also the location of the tomb of Emperor Tianwu. It is said that the Taoist treasure of Emperor Tianwu, the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl, is buried with him.

In order to protect this mausoleum, the Dali Dynasty deployed heavy troops around Longmian Mountain. Recently, due to the appearance of monks from foreign continents, the garrison force has been further strengthened.

From ancient times to the present, there have been many forces that want to take over this mausoleum. Whether it is the corpse of Emperor Tianwu, the Taoist treasure Wanlongzhu, or cutting off the Dali Dragon Vein, these are all things that the enemies of the Dali Dynasty want to do.

Especially now that the Dali Dynasty is declining, there are countless people who are eyeing this mausoleum.

That night, in the darkness surrounding Longmian Mountain, many eyes were already cast towards here, ready to make a move.

"Are you sure that the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls are stored in Longmian Mountain?"

At the foot of Longmian Mountain, a hoarse voice spread, and a pair of eyes emitted green light in the dark night.

"Nine out of ten, the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl is the most precious treasure that Emperor Tianwu carried with him. It must have been buried with his body. Only in the dragon veins can the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl, a Taoist treasure made from the essence of thousands of dragon veins, exert its maximum power."

"Whether it's to cut off the dragon vein of the Dali Dynasty or to seize the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls, we need to break the formation of Longmian Mountain. Everyone, let's work together."

In the dead of night, several figures stood together. They were wearing clothing different from that of the Dali Dynasty. If there were someone who was familiar with the intelligence of the foreign continent here, he would be shocked by the identities of the people present.

For example, the first person to speak was Qi Yin, a Taoist priest from Xianhua Continent. He practiced the "Tiancan Six Paths Demonic Canon" and was the biggest source of trouble in Xianhua Continent. He once launched a rebellion against the Emperor Dongxu of Xianhua Continent. Later, he was suppressed by the emperor and was seriously injured. In the end, he escaped with his life by chance.

There is also Xu Tianyi from Danwu Continent, nicknamed the Immortal Mad Blade. His powerful swordsmanship is unmatched, and his sword strikes can frighten ghosts and gods.

And the Disha Zhenjun from Donghuang Continent - Fu Yunhan, who is known as the number one person under Dongxu in Donghuang Continent. He once had an exaggerated record of defeating two Purple Mansion cultivators of the same level in a one-on-two battle.

There are also Longyuan Continent, Yaoguang Continent, and Xuyuan Continent.
Everyone who appears here is a Purple Mansion cultivator from an alien continent, a member of the Thousand Immortals Association, and has a great reputation.

Qi Yin, the Taoist of Heavenly Disability, was skinny, with thin skin and flesh attached to his skeleton, like a humanoid bat. He looked in another direction with cold eyes and said with a sinister smile, "Don't worry, we are not the only ones eyeing Longmian Mountain. The forces within the Dali Dynasty also want the Dali Dynasty to fall. Those noble families have contacted me, and they will take action before us."

"Heh, the so-called Dali Dynasty family, it's not that I look down on them, their strength is just that."

"At least they can clear the way for us and test the strength of Longmian Mountain for us."

"How much power does the Dali Dynasty have? The Wei royal family has at most a few old immortals who practice the Secret Art of the Living Grave, and the Sky Patrol has a few Purple Mansions."

"I think there are only a few powerful people in the entire Cang Gu Continent. They can't compare with us. Once the Dali Dynasty falls, we will rely on our own abilities to see who can make it to the end and take the throne of destiny."

A few low laughs were heard from the crowd. They acted as if no one was around and did not take the power of the Dali Dynasty seriously at all.

This dynasty has declined to the extreme. They are all powerful Purple Mansion warriors from other continents. Their numbers alone are not comparable to those of the Dali Dynasty.

Jiang Shuling was also in the crowd, but after hearing the discussions of the powerful Purple Mansion masters around him, he also thought so in the past, until he met the devil Su Jie.

He opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. He was not familiar with these people anyway. Even though they were cooperating now, everyone was actually a competitor to each other.

"Look, they're taking action."

Qi Yin's eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, and Longmian Mountain suddenly erupted with a burst of fire that shot up into the sky. With a roar, the halo of the formation rose up.

"How dare you, Li family of Lianzhou, Song family of Lanzhou, Gao family of Anzhou, Lu family of Fengzhou, you dare to disturb the sacred mausoleum of Taizu, are you planning a rebellion?"

A loud shout was heard, and the face of the Wei army, who was wearing heavy armor, was tall and holding the spiritual treasure Golden Dragon Spear, turned ashen.

He was born into the royal family of Wei and had reached the middle stage of Purple Mansion cultivation. He was considered one of only two Purple Mansion masters in the royal family of Wei at present, the other being Wei Yushuang who had just been promoted to Purple Mansion.

At this time, the Wei army felt a strong sense of uneasiness as they looked at the children of noble families rushing towards them from the foot of the mountain.

The four major families appeared in front of him, with thousands of family masters and three purple mansion powerhouses. In addition, he also saw seven or eight sects, including Jia Longheng, the master of Ziyun Pavilion. There were four purple mansion powerhouses gathered together. This was a terrifying force.

Li Daozhong looked indifferent, and said in a deep voice as he looked at the Wei army: "Wei army, the Dali Dynasty is doomed to fall. I advise you not to be stubborn and follow the Dali Dynasty to its end. Surrendering early and keeping yourself useful is not a way out."

After he destroyed the Yin Yang Palace, he returned on a flying dragon boat. Because of the time limit of the Holy Son Meng Leize, he did not dare to delay for a moment. He combined the forces of the aristocratic families and sects and went straight into Longmian Mountain.

"Nonsense, how could our Dali Dynasty fall into the hands of a bunch of thieves like you?"

The Wei army gnashed their teeth, their eyes full of bloodshot, staring at Li Daozhong, then looking at those sect forces, and shouted: "Jia Longheng, you and the other sects, what benefits did the aristocratic families promise you, and you want to follow them to rebel against our Dali Dynasty."

Many people from the sects present lowered their heads and said nothing. The destruction of the Yin Yang Palace forced these sects to choose to obey the orders of the Jiuxiao Holy Land, otherwise the fate of the Yin Yang Palace might be the future of their sects.

"Haha, Wei Jun, you are really old and confused. You still can't see the situation clearly! This world no longer belongs to the Dali Dynasty. If you don't get out of the way today, this will be your grave."

Jia Longheng had no scruples, as he had already boarded the large ship of the Jiuxiao Holy Land and did not take the Dali royal family seriously at all.

"Array up!"

The last glimmer of hope in Wei Jun's heart also faded away. He plunged the more than ten-foot-long Golden Dragon Spear heavily into the ground, using himself as the center of the formation and fully activating the Longmian Mountain formation.

Behind him, 30,000 soldiers were marching in formation, including 3,000 Black Iron Dragon Riders. They formed a military formation and merged with the formation to form the Four Symbols Nine Revolutions Formation. A huge murderous aura rose into the sky, and the shadows of the four divine beasts, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, appeared in the sky. Each of them was as big as a mountain. It was obviously a great Dao formation.

"Anyone who enters the battle array will be killed without mercy."

The Wei army's momentum continued to rise. They drew out the Golden Dragon Spear, and dragon roars came from the spear, waking up the people of Dali City who were hundreds of miles away.

Li Daozhong's face became more solemn. The great Dao formation was not easy to deal with, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. They still had the advantage in frontal strength, and he didn't believe that those powerful Purple Mansion masters from the foreign continent would not get involved.

"Do it." Li Daozhong snorted coldly without saying any more nonsense. Every second of delay would lead to an additional surprise.

In an instant, strong men from aristocratic families and sects began to rush towards the Four Symbols Nine Revolutions Formation, and the two sides were instantly entangled in a fight.

However, on the battlefield, thousands of magic skills collided, countless flying swords shuttled like locusts, the divine sound of the avenue was heard, the roars of the four sacred beasts shook the earth, and the broken corpses were like rags, being torn to pieces on the battlefield.

"Let's take action too."

When Qi Yin saw the battlefield of Longmian Mountain ahead, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he rushed forward like a roc spreading its wings.

The rest of the monks from foreign continents followed suit, and their joining the battlefield instantly became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The Wei army and its military formation, which had been barely holding out with the help of the Great Dao formation, were instantly shattered by the impact, and a gap was forcibly blasted open in the formation of Longmian Mountain.

And in the city of Dali, hundreds of miles away, people had already been awakened by the battle.

At the headquarters of the Sky Patrol Division, Zhang Qingcang, the division chief and a powerful cultivator in the late Purple Mansion stage, walked into the air. Following closely behind him was Qin Yushang, a cultivator in the early Purple Mansion stage, and they quickly headed towards Longmian Mountain.

As for the other Purple Mansion cultivator from the Sky Patrol Division, Xiao Wenshan, he was stationed at the northern border to guard against the Divine Eagle Empire.

"Father, what did you say? You want me to stay here to protect the palace, but I can't do it. If you are afraid, wake up the two ancestors from underground. I want to go to Longmian Mountain."

In the imperial palace of Dali City, Wei Yushuang wore armor, her face frosty. She looked coldly at her father, Emperor Wei Sheng, the crying concubines in the harem, the distraught royal children, and her own brothers and sisters. She eventually ignored the dissuasion and chose to go to Longmian Mountain alone to provide support.

As one of the only two Purple Mansion monks in the Dali royal family, she could not sit idly by and watch the Taizu Mausoleum being destroyed.

No one in the entire Dali City is asleep. The power fluctuations from the battle between the Purple Mansion powerhouses and the divine might of the Great Dao formation are intertwined together, as if the sky and the earth are being destroyed. Even though they are hundreds of miles apart, they make many ordinary people tremble in fear.

"Sister, hurry up, let's go and watch the fun. It seems like there's already a bloodbath over at Longmian Mountain."

In the inn room, Ning Xinyue's face was full of excitement. She wanted to find her sister, but she came back empty-handed as the room was empty.

"I forgot. Today is the day to practice the Ten Thousand Tribulations Nirvana Technique."

Ning Xinyue paused. Her sister would be absent for a few days every month when she practiced the Wanjie Nirvana Technique, and she happened to catch her today.

"Forget it, I'll go by myself and be careful."

Ning Xinyue muttered a few words. Relying on the treasure, she could run away even if the Purple Mansion cultivator wanted to kill her.

Just do it when you want to. She took out a talisman from her storage bag and stuck it on her feet.

This is not the kind used by ordinary cultivators, but it can travel thousands of miles, and the speed is so fast that even most Purple Mansion cultivators cannot catch up.

With a whoosh, Ning Xinyue turned into a golden light and flew out of the inn.

At the same time, in another inn in Dali City, Su Jie stroked his chin and chuckled: "Longmian Mountain, interesting."

As he was speaking, Su Jie had already disappeared into the inn.

Longmian Mountain!
At this time, the entire mountain had been flattened, and a huge black hole crack appeared on the ground. It was bottomless, like an abyss, leading directly to deep underground. Waves of majestic golden dragon vein power burst out from it, like the aurora rushing straight into the sky from underground, and it could be clearly seen thousands of miles away. That was the power of the Dali Dragon Vein.

The surroundings were filled with broken bodies, some of which belonged to Dali soldiers, as well as children of aristocratic families and disciples of sects.

The most eye-catching thing was a corpse wearing heavy armor in the center of the battlefield. It was none other than the Wei army.

The first person to arrive here was Zhang Qingcang. He did not wait for Qin Yushang. He saw the empty battlefield, the corpses of the Wei army, and another corpse of the Purple Mansion standing opposite the Wei army, as well as a deep crack on the ground that led directly to the dragon vein.

"Wei Jun, the leader of the Gao family in Anzhou!"

Seeing the corpses of the Wei army and the corpse of the patriarch of the Anzhou Gao family, one of the four great families, Zhang Qingcang's eyes focused. He swept his vision and saw many traces of the battlefield. Even the Four Symbols Nine Revolutions Formation of the Great Dao was broken, which showed how powerful the enemy was.

Zhang Qingcang had a sharp vision, and he quickly reconstructed the general situation of the battle on the battlefield. Many Purple Mansion powerhouses attacked Longmian Mountain, and the defeated Wei army finally blew up their own magic formation, dragging a Purple Mansion powerhouse to death together with them.

It was also the explosion of the final Dao formation that made it impossible for the cultivators below the Purple Mansion level to escape, and also took away a Purple Mansion strongman. This was probably the last thing the Wei army could do.

As for the other enemies who were still alive, Zhang Qingcang looked at the dark, abyss-like dragon vein crack and already knew where they were going.

"Forget it, forget it. I have to do something to earn your salary."

Zhang Qingcang sighed, and finally took a step forward and entered the dragon vein crack alone.

A moment later, footsteps were heard again on the battlefield filled with the smell of blood.

Su Jie walked out of the darkness and came to the battlefield full of corpses. What he saw were all kinds of broken corpses and fallen treasures.

"What a waste!"

Su Jie shook his head. He would always clean up the battlefield thoroughly after every fight and would not waste it like this.

With a wave of his hand, the lost treasures returned to their nests like young swallows, flew towards Su Jie, and went into the storage bag around his waist.

When Su Jie was happily collecting the goods, footsteps were heard again behind him, and at the same time, several magic weapons flew towards the direction where the footsteps came from.

"Hehe, the treasure belongs to everyone who sees it, I can't let you take it all by yourself."

Ning Xinyue looked at the flying magic weapon with joy and shouted towards Su Jie's back. She originally thought that she was fast enough, but she didn't expect that someone had got there first and also had their eyes on the treasure.

As soon as Su Jie heard the voice, he knew who was coming. He turned around and said with a smile, "Treasures belong to the virtuous. Do you think you can rob me? Ning girl, you are so bold!"

"Don't underestimate me. I am..."

Ning Xinyue's voice stopped abruptly, her bright eyes widened adorably, she was stunned for two seconds, then dropped the magic weapon in her hand, jumped into Su Jie's arms like an excited dog, and bit Su Jie's arm.

(End of this chapter)