From the fake emperor to the concubine

“Huge…” Zheng Yi’s pupils contracted slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily, and his heart was filled with shock.

Even as this bewitching demon floated in the sky, its sheer size was breathtaking. Its colossal form blotted out the sun, as if it had taken over most of the heavens.

Thick clouds churned around it, barely obscuring part of its body.

At this moment, it is slowly descending from the sky, getting closer and closer to the ground.

Zheng Yi couldn't help but recall the megalophobia videos he had seen online before his transmigration. The suffocating sense of oppression and the feeling of being as small as an ant when facing enormous creatures had already filled him with fear.

And now, that feeling is truly coming to him.

The overall shape of the Eye Demon resembles a miniature fallen planet.

At its core is a gigantic pupil, pitch black and deep, seemingly capable of devouring everything. Around this pupil, countless secondary eyeballs open and close continuously, each gleaming with an eerie light, like countless demonic eyes peering into the human world.

"Ah!" Qiu Miaoyin suddenly let out a shrill scream, covered her eyes tightly with her hands, curled up on the ground, and trembled all over.

Her mental defenses completely collapsed under the pressure of the Eye Demon, as if she could escape this terrifying reality by simply not looking at it.

She was already the weakest among them, and now she didn't even have the courage to stand up.

The situation of the others is not much better.

Cold sweat poured down Feng Tianji's forehead like rain, soaking his back completely, but he didn't even have the courage to raise his hand to wipe it away.

Her breathing was rapid and disordered, as if she feared that any slight movement would attract the gaze of the demon.

Meng Feiyang had somehow appeared in front of Feng Tianji, seemingly fearless. However, a closer look revealed that his arm was trembling slightly, and the longsword in its sheath even emitted a faint hum due to his trembling.

Liehuo forced himself to lift his head, forcing a stiff smile at the corners of his mouth, trying to show a disdainful attitude.

But his Blazing Sword betrayed his disguise. The scorching, lava-like flames that once flowed across the blade were now completely extinguished, leaving the entire sword dull and lifeless, like a lifeless rock.

Only Jian Shisan remained, like a peerless divine weapon yet to be drawn. He stood quietly in place, his aura restrained, seemingly ordinary, yet giving off an unfathomable feeling. His eyes were sharp as knives, as if waiting for the perfect moment; once he struck, it would surely be earth-shattering.

A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air, as if even the wind had frozen. Every slight movement of the Eye Demon caused the earth to tremble slightly, as if the entire world was trembling under its pressure.

As the eye demon drew closer, more and more people looked up at the sky, and terrified screams erupted one after another.

"My God, that guy is going to fall!" A cultivator from the Eastern Wilderness was deathly pale, his finger trembling as he pointed to the sky, his voice distorted with fear, almost inhuman.

He was a formidable character, but at this moment he was like a terrified mortal, his legs weak and he could barely stand.

Normally, his appearance would have drawn countless taunts.

Cultivation is about defying fate and challenging the heavens. What kind of cultivator would be so easily frightened by a strange phenomenon?
But at this moment, no one laughed at him.

Because all those who look up at the sky are gripped by the same fear.

"What on earth happened? Why did it suddenly fall down like that..." Another cultivator's voice trembled, his teeth chattered, and his whole body shook like a leaf, unable to even hold onto the magic weapon in his hand.

He stared intently at the sky, his pupils constricted, as if he were witnessing the end of the world.

"Heh, it's over...we're all going to die." Someone slumped to the ground, eyes vacant, a desperate, bitter smile tugging at the corner of their mouth.

His energy and spirit seemed to have been drained in an instant, leaving him like a walking corpse, unable even to muster the thought of escaping.

"Run!" Some people completely broke down, running around like headless flies, trying to find a place to hide.

But looking out over the vast eastern wilderness, where could one possibly escape this colossal creature that blots out the sky?
The size of the Eye Demon is too terrifying. If it were to actually crash down, the entire earth would likely shatter, causing widespread destruction and death, with no one able to escape.

Fanyin Temple.

The Brahma Temple, which had been bathed in Buddhist light, was now in chaos. The relief on the faces of the monks who had come seeking refuge had vanished, replaced by deep despair.

Even the monks chanting sutras in the temple stopped their wooden fish chanting, looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with fear. Although they were monks, they had not yet attained enlightenment. Faced with such world-destroying power, how many of them could truly transcend life and death?
Tianyin Pavilion

The once enchanting Tianyin Pavilion was now deathly silent; the music and dance had ceased long ago.
The distance between the demonic eye and the earth grew closer and closer, and the shadow that blotted out the sky descended, as if the entire sky was about to collapse.

People on the Eastern Wilderness could even clearly see the writhing blood vessels on the surface of the Demon Eye. They were like twisted tree roots, connecting countless smaller eyes, pulsating as if delivering some kind of nauseating nourishment.

With each throbbing, those eyes became even more ferocious, even more filled with malice.

A terrifying pressure swept over them like a tidal wave. The female disciples of Tianyin Pavilion were soaked in cold sweat, their lips turned blue, as if they had experienced a nightmare of torture.

Soon, some people could no longer hold on, their eyes rolled back, and one after another they collapsed to the ground.

Feng Xiqing endured the excruciating pain in her mind, which felt like being pierced by silver needles, and barely managed to stay conscious.

As the person in charge appointed by her mentor, she now has to step up and take charge of the overall situation; she cannot fall even if the sky falls.

"Quick! Help them inside!" Feng Xiqing commanded in a hoarse voice, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

Several elders who were still able to move immediately withdrew from the protective formation and hurriedly carried the unconscious disciples into the inner room.

However, the greatest threat facing Tianyin Pavilion at this moment was not the suffocating extraterrestrial demons in the sky, but the cultivators outside the mountain gate.
The number of cultivators was enormous, a mixed bag of good and evil, representing all sorts of people from all walks of life. They originally came to use the celestial music of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion to dispel the corrupting demonic energy within their bodies.

But now, faced with the fear of death, these people have actually joined forces to put pressure on Tianyin Pavilion.

Tianyin Pavilion is different from Fanyin Temple; it has never been a righteous sect that is compassionate and merciful.

The disciples in the pavilion cultivate the art of music primarily for self-preservation. The ability of the ethereal celestial music to dispel demonic energy is merely a byproduct of the technique.

However, sound cannot be controlled as precisely as a barrier, which is why the cultivators corrupted by demonic energy followed the sound and gathered outside the mountain gate.

Tianyin Pavilion has always adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards these uninvited "guests," neither offering them any extra assistance nor taking any action to drive them away.

Anyway, once the demonic energy in their bodies dissipates, they will naturally know to leave.

However, at this moment, the situation has undergone a dramatic change!

The extraterrestrial demons, blotting out the sun, were crashing down upon the Eastern Wilderness with earth-shattering force. The cultivators were completely panicked, like drowning people grasping at a last straw, frantically trying to squeeze into the protective array of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion.

Even knowing that this thin barrier of light couldn't withstand the might of the Heavenly Demon, it at least... brought a sliver of illusory security to their despairing hearts. "Let us in!" A burly demonic cultivator, his eyes bloodshot, slammed his blood-stained blade, accompanied by a foul stench, into the protective array, sending ripples through the air. "As fellow cultivators, are you really going to stand by and watch us die?"

Even more terrifying, several evil cultivators had secretly formed a formation, their withered fingers forming eerie hand seals. The leading old man chuckled sinisterly, "Since none of us will survive, don't blame me for dragging your Heavenly Sound Pavilion down with me!"

He bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood: "Burn my essence, break!"

The blood mist transformed into a hideous ghost face, slamming violently into the light screen with a corrosive sound that made one's teeth ache.

"Yes! Quickly activate the great formation, or don't blame us for being impolite!" Seeing this, the other cultivators all summoned their magical treasures. One after another, flying swords rose into the air, gleaming with a cold light in the sunlight.

Among the crowd were also some hypocritical individuals. An old Taoist priest with a white beard flicked his whisk and declared righteously, "Fellow Daoists of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, with a great calamity before us, you should think of the common people!"

His words were eloquent, but his actions were anything but slow. The array-breaking shuttle hidden in his sleeve was already poised to strike, waiting only for the opportune moment to deliver a fatal blow to the mountain-protecting array.

Another cultivator in brocade robes sighed and shook his head, his face full of helplessness: "If the Heavenly Sound Pavilion insists on not saving us... for the sake of your lives, I have no choice but to give up this empty title."

As he spoke, the jade pendant at his waist suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, revealing itself to be a rare magic weapon capable of breaking through restrictions!

Outside the mountain gate, the righteous and the evil factions reached a rare consensus—either live together or die together!

Feng Xiqing watched all this with cold eyes, a mocking smile playing on her lips. What difference was there between these so-called righteous cultivators and those demonic cultivators at their core?
It's just that one wants to rob openly, and the other wants to take it by trickery.

Elder Pang's voice trembled: "If this continues, the mountain-protecting formation will need a lot of power just to deal with these people, how can we fight against that guy?"

The elder quickly glanced at the ever-growing extraterrestrial demon, then swiftly turned his gaze away, not daring to look directly at the terrifying creature.

Looking at the restless crowd outside the mountain gate, Xi Qing felt as if her heart was frozen by ice.

The ferocious faces of those cultivators, their blood-red eyes, and their hysterical screams made her realize that there was absolutely no possibility of an amicable resolution to what had happened today.

She knew these people's nature all too well. No matter how high-sounding their words were, once they were allowed to enter the protective mountain formation, these wolf-like cultivators would surely turn on them instantly.

The spiritual veins, cultivation techniques, and treasures accumulated by Tianyin Pavilion over a thousand years will all become targets of their frenzied plunder. At that time, Tianyin Pavilion will likely be destroyed by these fellow cultivators before the extraterrestrial demons even fall.

But if we don't let them in...

Feng Xiqing's gaze swept over the distorted faces. These cultivators, dominated by fear, had long since lost their reason. They were like wild beasts trapped in a desperate situation, capable of anything to survive.

Throughout Tianyin Pavilion, everyone looked at Feng Xiqing, awaiting her decision.

At this moment, the entire Tianyin Pavilion is more united than ever before.

Even those who had openly or covertly expressed their dissatisfaction with Feng Xiqing before did not stand up to cause trouble this time.

The reason why Tianyin Pavilion was able to rank among the top six sects is that they are more united than any other sect when it comes to such critical moments.

The reason for this is, of course, that without unity, they simply cannot survive.

"Activate the Nine Heavens Clear Sound Array; it'll hold them off for as long as it takes. As for the rest... let's see if we can't hold them off first, or if the end of the world will come first." Feng Xiqing looked up at the sky, where the enormous demonic eye was already within reach. Its dark pupils reflected the tragic state of the entire Eastern Wilderness, like a heartless bystander, coldly watching the despair of all living beings.

The phrase "doomsday" has never been so vividly embodied as it is now.

After a brief silence, the entire Tianyin Pavilion busied itself, with everyone going about their own business without any objection.

Zhengzhengzheng!
Suddenly, a series of powerful, piercing notes from a zither rang out, like thousands of sharp swords being drawn simultaneously.

The sound waves materialized into a palpable killing intent, instantly piercing the eardrums of every cultivator. Their hearts clenched as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

In this terrifying melody, everyone saw their most tragic way of dying.

Some people saw themselves being pierced by thousands of sword energies, their blood spraying like rain.

Some people felt as if they were being burned alive, their flesh twisting and carbonizing in the high temperature.

Everyone felt as if they had fallen into a deep, icy abyss, and every drop of blood froze into ice.

Normally, the opening move of the Nine Heavens Clear Sound Array alone would be enough to intimidate the vast majority of cultivators, making them hesitate to attempt it.

But today is different.

Under the devastating pressure of the extraterrestrial demons, the intimidation of these musical notes seemed utterly ineffective. Instead of frightening them, it was like pouring oil on a raging fire.

"They want to strike first, brothers, let's fight!" a demonic cultivator screamed hysterically.

The demonic blade in his hand suddenly grew dozens of times larger, slamming heavily onto the protective array of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion.

"We're going to die anyway, might as well take them down with us!"

"I knew those wretched women from Tianyin Pavilion were unreliable. If they want us dead, they can forget about hiding safely in the mountain-protecting formation!"

The cultivators who were initially observing went completely mad.

Various magical artifacts? Talismans? Spells rained down on the protective array. The light barrier trembled violently, rippling with dangerous waves.

Even though he was well-prepared and had a clear understanding of the situation, he couldn't help but turn pale when he saw the cultivators' frenzied behavior.

"Can we really stop them?"

At this moment, however, Feng Xiqing had no time to think further.

The two sides have completely broken off relations, leaving no room for reconciliation.

She could clearly feel the murderous intent permeating the air pressing down on her chest like a tangible force, making even her breathing heavy.

As the cultivators made their move, the Nine Heavens Clear Sound Array also began its counterattack. As the array patterns flowed, countless musical notes solidified in the air.

The music transformed into sharp swords, each sound wave carrying a fierce sword aura, cutting the air with a piercing whistling sound.

The drumbeats were like heavy hammer blows, the dull thuds causing the ground to tremble slightly, and loose rocks continued to tumble down the cliff. (End of Chapter)