Recruit demons to become heroes, hunt demons to become gods

Chapter 289 Three Women Clash (Try to end with a suitable period, keep it up!)

Space was brutally torn apart, and two figures, each carrying boundless rage and urgency—one icy cold and the other shadowy and elusive—stepped out of the void at the same time.

It is indeed Narcissus and Shadow Moon!
Their divine senses locked onto the pure white light that had abducted Dou Eqing amidst the turbulent spatial currents, a light that carried a trace of the pure and righteous aura that they loathed.

However, when they broke through the last spatial fold and finally arrived at their target location, the scene before them caused the two Mahayana female demons to pause in their movements.

What comes into view is a suffocating sense of oppression.

This is a forgotten wasteland.

Overhead hung heavy, leaden clouds, churning with an ominous dark gray hue, as if they were about to collapse at any moment, burying everything in the valley below.

On both sides are sheer cliffs rising abruptly from the ground like a natural chasm. The rocks are a cold, iron-gray color, as if etched by countless years of fierce winds, with jagged edges and no vegetation, exuding an ancient and desolate atmosphere.

At the bottom of the valley, the turbid torrent, like an enraged, yellowish-brown python, roared deafeningly, carrying jagged rocks. The muffled rumble crashed against the cliffs, amplified and squeezed, creating a terrifying resonance that relentlessly washed away the life force of all living things.

The spiritual energy here is pitifully thin and chaotic, and the spatial structure is extremely fragile due to the constant tearing of the gale, like a piece of glass covered with cracks, which could trigger a chain reaction of collapse if not handled carefully.

An absolutely desolate place, a natural prison battlefield.

The myriad shadowy figures of Youyingyue instantly converged, coalescing into her true form on a massive, mirror-smooth black rock at the canyon entrance, washed smooth by the turbid current.

Her captivating eyes, brimming with endless allure and demonic light, immediately locked onto the center of the canyon.

There, on a huge boulder that protrudes like the spine of a giant beast, a figure stands silently.

It was none other than the owner of that pure white light—Empress Liu Shuhuang of the Han-Tang Immortal Dynasty!
In the heart of this desolate, desolate, and chaotic wasteland, Liu Shuhuang's existence is a striking contrast in itself.

Her figure was as upright as a solitary pine tree, yet she possessed an indescribable air of elegance, as if she were standing not on cold rocks, but on the imperial court of the Han and Tang dynasties, with its golden bricks and jade steps.

The surrounding violent environment, chaotic spiritual energy, and roaring turbid currents strangely calmed down within a few feet of her, forming an invisible and reassuring domain.

This effortless control caused Youyingyue's pupils to shrink slightly—a peak Mahayana cultivation level!
Youyingyue was renowned for her captivating charm and had seen countless beauties, but at this moment, Liu Shuhuang's appearance still stirred an indescribable ripple in her heart.

Liu Shuhuang was not the kind of alluring and seductive beauty, but rather like a finely carved piece of white jade, lustrous and radiant.

Every line of her facial features is perfectly proportioned, and together they create a dignified, elegant, and impeccably perfect appearance.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her phoenix eyes were deep and unfathomable. With each blink, they seemed to contain the grand vision of the sun and moon turning and the rivers and mountains of the nation, carrying a sharp insight into people's hearts, and also the wisdom and composure bestowed by the years.

Her nose was straight and delicate, her lips were a natural rosy red, and the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, outlining a curve that was both dignified and somewhat compassionate.

Her charisma is her most fatal charm.

She stood there, without uttering a word or making a move, and an aura of "ruling the world as an empress," originating from her bloodline and imbued with the supreme power, filled this desolate place.

It wasn't a deliberately created pressure, but a natural and spontaneous expression of weight and inclusiveness, like the earth bearing all things, and the grandeur and loftiness of the sun and moon shining on all living beings.

She seemed to be the only order, the only anchor, in this chaotic canyon. This aura was completely different from Youyingyue's own illusory and unpredictable nature and Shuixianrong's icy and ruthless nature; it carried a strange charm that was dignified and upright, making people subconsciously want to submit.

She wore a bright yellow palace dress with phoenix patterns. The bright yellow was not a dazzling golden yellow, but a warm and noble color like the rising sun, which was imbued with the wisdom and heritage of time.

The phoenix embroidered with gold thread is so lifelike, as if it is about to take flight, circling around the body, and every feather seems to flow with divine radiance.

A jade belt inlaid with countless tiny star-like gems was tied around her waist, making her waist appear even more slender and her figure exquisite.

Her jet-black hair was tied up high, and she wore a crown with nine phoenixes holding pearls.

Nine golden phoenixes, each with a different shape, hold bright pearls in their beaks. The pearls shimmer and reflect the soft glow emanating from the crown itself, making her stunning beauty appear even more sacred and inviolable.

This outfit itself is a powerful protective artifact, radiating a vast imperial dragon aura. It is completely out of place in this wild canyon, yet it miraculously suppresses the field.

Youyingyue's gaze quickly moved down and landed at Liu Shuhuang's feet.

Dou Eqing remained unconscious, enveloped in a soft golden light that shimmered with a clear, illusory image of a landscape painting, as if he were sleeping in a cradle woven from the imperial dynasty's destiny.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, the raging anger that had been ignited in You Yingyue's heart due to being outmaneuvered was suppressed by the unfathomable aura of the empress before her, and transformed into a deeper sense of fear and... a complex tremor from the past that she herself had not even noticed.

The Han-Tang Immortal Dynasty... the place she once belonged to and ultimately betrayed, its empress appeared before her with such absolute power.

Lead-gray clouds hung low above her head like a huge curtain, but they could not conceal the radiance emanating from her.

The jagged, iron-gray cliffs served as her silent backdrop, further highlighting her composed and dignified air.
The raging torrents beneath her feet seemed to soften a bit before the rock she stood on.

She was like a peerless pearl thrown into a filthy swamp; far from being polluted, she made the surrounding chaos and desolation seem even more dreary.

'Liu Shuhuang…'

As Youyingyue silently murmured the name, countless shadowy figures rose and fell around her, mirroring her turbulent emotions.

'Has the phoenix of the Han and Tang dynasties grown to such an extent?'

Such composure... such control... the peak of Mahayana... truly lives up to its reputation.

No wonder they were able to snatch the person away from me and Shui Xianrong so silently. But…

Her gaze swept over the unconscious Dou Eqing again, then settled on Liu Shuhuang's calm, composed, and seemingly all-encompassing beauty. A cold, dangerous, alluring smile subtly curved her lips. 'Your Majesty, do you intend to trap us in this desolate wasteland and enjoy this "opportunity" alone? A bit... wishful thinking.'

Just as You Yingyue was rapidly assessing the situation, Shui Xianrong, who was standing to the side, could no longer restrain herself. The icy blue cold current that could freeze everything was like a ferocious beast released from its cage, carrying a chilling killing intent, and fiercely slammed towards Liu Shuhuang on the rock!
The battle is about to break out!
Meanwhile, You Yingyue, the cunning and scheming leader of the demonic path, quietly tightened his grip on his chips under the oppressive aura of Liu Shuhuang's empress-like beauty and unfathomable presence, preparing to find the most advantageous opportunity for himself in this three-way game.

"Boom——!"

A chilling blue current, capable of freezing the soul, swept across the canyon like a roaring glacial dragon, crashing violently towards Liu Shuhuang's location!

Shui Xianrong made her move without warning, ruthlessly and decisively.

Where the cold front passed, the rushing torrents instantly froze into grotesque ice sculptures, the cliffs were covered with thick, solid ice, and even the air was frozen with fine ice crystal cracks, emitting a piercing "crackling" sound.

The target is Dou Eqing!
"Humph!"

Liu Shuhuang let out a cold snort. Before she could make any move, the rock beneath her feet suddenly lit up with a dazzling bright yellow light, and countless mysterious runes appeared.

Her phoenix robe fluttered even without wind, and she lightly raised her jade hand, her five fingers spread wide.

"The Imperial Way Without Limits: Mountain and River Town!"

Om-!
The phantom of a majestic sacred mountain rose up in front of her, while the illusion of a mighty river surged around her.

The mountains are majestic and imposing, bearing witness to the ages; the waters flow endlessly, benefiting all living beings!
A majestic, imposing, and inviolable imperial dragon aura erupted, carrying with it the supreme will to suppress the eight wastelands and six directions!
boom! ! !
The icy blue current crashed violently against the illusory landscape!

A terrifying shockwave exploded instantly!

The canyon shook violently, and the cliffs on both sides were as if they were being pounded by an invisible giant hammer. Countless boulders tumbled down and crashed into the frozen river, stirring up clouds of ice dust.

The extreme cold clashed and annihilated with the imperial dragon energy, turning the center of the canyon into a death zone ravaged by rampant energy!

The cold current was abruptly blocked and shattered! But the illusory image of mountains and rivers also shook violently, and the bright yellow light dimmed a bit.

Shui Xianrong swayed slightly, her eyes growing even colder, clearly indicating that Liu Shuhuang's cultivation was more profound than she had anticipated.

"Hehehe... Sister Shui, you can't rush things, especially not with such a tough nut to crack!"

A fleeting laugh, tinged with mockery, echoed from the turbulent energy flow.

Countless shadowy figures emerged from all directions like ghosts, not to attack Liu Shuhuang, but like invisible chains, silently wrapping around Dou Eqing who was shrouded in golden light!
Her movements were faster and more cunning, with an eerie spatial leap, as she attempted to bypass Liu Shuhuang's frontal defense.

"Shadow Spirit Lord, do you also wish to be my enemy?"

Liu Shuhuang's phoenix eyes held a hint of authority, and although her voice was not loud, it carried a power that pierced the heart.

With her other hand, she pointed her fingers like a sword and pointed in the air.

"Phoenix Cries in the Nine Heavens - Breaking Illusion!"

A clear and melodious phoenix cry echoed throughout the canyon!

The invisible sound waves spread like ripples, carrying the power to cleanse the soul and dispel illusions.

The lingering shadows, as if encountering their nemesis amidst the phoenix's cry, twisted and disintegrated, emitting a hissing sound of melting.

The true form of Youyingyue solidified slightly in a shadowy spot in the distance, the lazy smile on her face fading, replaced by a solemn expression.

"Your Majesty the Empress has remarkable skills!"

Shui Xianrong's icy voice rang out again. She formed a hand seal, and nine endlessly spinning Ice Soul Needles, radiating an aura of absolute zero, condensed above her head. "But how long can you hold off the two of us alone? Hand over Dou Eqing. This boy is aligned with my Great Dao, and I am determined to have him!"

"Is it a must?"

Liu Shuhuang's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, her gaze sharp and piercing, precisely capturing the hint of disgust towards Shui Xianrong's domineering nature and the complex emotions towards Dou Eqing's predicament in You Yingyue's eyes.

She stopped looking at Shui Xianrong and turned her gaze to the shadow where You Yingyue's true form was located. Her voice suddenly became deep and penetrating, carrying a resonance from the past that only the two of them could understand:

"Youyingyue! You are the Spirit Master of the Ghost Guard of my Han Tang Immortal Dynasty, and the Han Tang Immortal Dynasty was once your root! Now, how dare a junior of the demonic path be so arrogant in front of us? What she covets is nothing more than this 'furnace' in my hand!"
This child possesses the Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Dao Body, which is of paramount importance. How can it fall into her hands? Rather than let her take it away, it would be better if we joined forces to suppress him and bring him back to the Han-Tang imperial capital to cultivate this "Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Dao Body" furnace!
There, we have our foundation, and the imperial dynasty's fortune suppresses us, enough to rapidly increase his cultivation! How about we share it then?

Liu Shuhuang's words struck You Yingyue's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Born of the Han and Tang Dynasties", "Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Dao Body", "Furnace and Cauldron", "Shared Cultivation"...

Every word precisely stirred the complex emotions and pride deep within her heart.

Shui Xianrong's blatant predatory behavior aroused her strong resentment as a former pride of the Han and Tang dynasties and now a powerful figure in the demonic path.

The Shadow Moon fell silent, and the countless shadowy figures moving through the canyon seemed to freeze for a moment as well.

Her gaze lingered on Dou Eqing for a moment, then swept over Shui Xianrong, whose face was filled with icy murderous intent, and finally landed on the dignified face of Liu Shuhuang, who had said that Dou Eqing was being cultivated for shared use, a huge temptation.

"Hehe...Your Majesty, you have quite the sharp tongue."

Youyingyue's voice lost some of its allure, gaining instead a chilling and decisive quality. "Very well. I've disliked this ice block for a long time too! Let's join forces to suppress her first, then we'll talk about other things!"

Before she finished speaking, the thousands of shadowy figures around her suddenly merged into one, transforming into a pitch-black moon wheel that was condensed to the extreme and could cut through space as if it were nothing. With a silent rhythm of death, it slashed towards Shui Xianrong's back like lightning!
This time, she really went all out!

"Shadow Moon! You're asking for death!"

Shui Xianrong never expected that You Yingyue would actually be persuaded by Liu Shuhuang, and was instantly caught in a pincer attack!
She was filled with shock and rage, and had to change the direction of the nine Ice Soul Needles. Seven of them were aimed at the deadly black moon wheel, while the other two were still aimed at Liu Shuhuang and Dou Eqing.

"Well done!" Liu Shuhuang's eyes flashed with a sharp light; this was the moment she had been waiting for!
She formed hand seals, unleashing the Imperial Dragon Qi to its fullest extent. Behind her, the phantoms of nine five-clawed golden dragons faintly appeared, roaring towards the sky!
"Nine Dragons Protect the Cauldron, Control the Eight Desolations!"

Nine dragon-shaped golden lights roared out, four of which met the Ice Soul Divine Needle, while the other five merged with the illusory image of mountains and rivers, forming an even more solid golden cauldron that firmly protected her and Dou Eqing within it.

At the same time, her powerful divine sense, like an invisible giant net, combined with the suppressive power of the imperial dragon energy, pressed down on Shui Xianrong, greatly restricting her use of the ice law!
boom! boom! boom!
An even more terrifying energy storm erupted within the canyon! The pitch-black moon wheel collided with the Ice Soul Needle, blasting open countless spatial rifts and ice crystal fragments; the dragon-shaped golden light clashed with the power of ice, the roar of the dragon intertwined with the sound of ice cracking.

Although Liu Shuhuang and You Yingyue did not completely trust each other, they shared the same goal at this moment and their cooperation was surprisingly tacit!

One launched a direct, forceful attack, its imperial dragon aura suppressing everything; the other appeared and disappeared unpredictably, its spatial manipulation and illusionary interference omnipresent.

Shui Xianrong felt the pressure increase dramatically! Although she was in the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm and possessed unparalleled power in her Ice Law, she was now facing the combined forces of a peak Mahayana cultivator and a late-stage Mahayana cultivator. In particular, You Yingyue's methods were extremely effective against her relatively "clumsy" approach, and she instantly fell into a completely disadvantageous position!
The ice crystal lotus surrounding her was slashed by the aftershocks of the moon wheel, and her protective aura teetered on the brink of collapse under the impact of the imperial dragon energy. A trace of icy blue blood even spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"puff!"

Having forcibly blocked a tricky spatial cut, and then having her blood and qi churned by Liu Shuhuang's dragon aura, Shui Xianrong was finally driven to the brink of despair.

As the giant golden net protecting the cauldron and the omnipresent shadowy blades were about to completely trap and suppress her, an unprecedented look of shame, indignation and determination flashed in her eyes!

"Liu Shuhuang! You Yingyue! You've gone too far!"

Shui Xianrong let out a sharp shriek, no longer holding back. A terrifying aura, ancient and noble, originating from her bloodline, erupted from her body, temporarily repelling the close-range attack.

She hovered above the shattered ice lotus, her face pale yet carrying a desperate arrogance, staring intently at the two formidable enemies closing in. Each word she uttered was like an ice bead falling onto a jade plate:

"Do you know who I am?! My mother—Shui Yunxian! She is the current fairy of the Demonic Judgment Hall! She is also the most beloved Daoist partner of the Supreme Demonic Immortal Li Xiaochun of the Judgment Hall!"
"If any of you dare to suppress me today, you will be making an enemy of the entire Hall of Judgment! You will be challenging the supreme authority of Lord Li Xiaochun!"

The moment the words "Shuiyunxian" were uttered, it was as if a ladle of ice water had been poured into a boiling oil pan!
Liu Shuhuang's hands, which were gathering imperial dragon energy, suddenly stopped, and for the first time, an extremely obvious shock and solemnity appeared on her dignified and calm face!

The roars of the nine dragon phantoms paused for a moment. The Fairy Maiden of the Judgment Hall!

The woman of Li Xiaochun, the Supreme Demon Immortal!

Either of these titles is enough to crush any ninth-tier power!
That is a terrifying existence that truly stands at the pinnacle of this world and holds the power of life and death in the demonic path!
Li Xiaochun was a giant whom even the immortals of the Han, Tang, and Xian dynasties treated with great respect!
The next moon wheel unleashed by Youyingyue came to an abrupt halt less than three feet in front of Shuixianrong!

Countless shadowy figures rippled violently, revealing the turbulent waves within her heart.

Born into the demonic path, she understood the weight of the seven words "Supreme Demon Immortal of the Judgment Hall" better than Liu Shuhuang!

That was an absolute power capable of annihilating the entire Illusionary Desire Demon Sect overnight!

Li Xiaochun's woman... her backing is so strong it's despair-inducing!
The raging energy storm in the canyon seemed to freeze instantly.

All that remained was the dull thud of the turbid torrent crashing against the ice, and the rapid, cold breaths of Narcissus.

Looking at the undisguised fear and suspicion on her two opponents' faces, a twisted sense of pleasure welled up inside her. Although bringing up her mother and that name made her feel humiliated, it was her only way out and a deterrent at this moment!

"How is it, Your Majesty? Fellow Daoist You?"

Shui Xianrong maintained her composure, her voice carrying a hint of victorious sarcasm, "Do you still want to continue? To 'suppress' me and take me back to the Han-Tang capital? Can you... bear the consequences?"

Liu Shuhuang and You Yingyue exchanged a glance across the distance, both seeing deep apprehension and weighing of their feelings in each other's eyes.

The air was as heavy as lead.

Taking down Dou Eqing is important, but doing so would completely offend the Judgment Hall, and might even anger the legendary Supreme Demon Immortal Li Xiaochun…

Even the Han and Tang empresses at the peak of the Mahayana realm and the demonic giants felt their scalps tingle at this price.

Above the canyon, dark clouds rolled in, as if an invisible giant eye was coldly watching the three people locked in a stalemate below.

Dou Eqing's aura fluctuated faintly within Liu Shuhuang's golden light shield, unnoticed by anyone. Further away, a faint yet strange fluctuation was quietly locking onto his location...

Liu Shuhuang's phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and her majesty as an empress seemed to be somewhat dispersed by the gale in the canyon, replaced by a sharpness that carried a hint of frankness and urgency.

Her gaze was piercing, directly targeting Shui Xianrong's icy eyes, her voice low yet possessing an undeniable penetrating power:

“Fellow Daoist Shui, why be so resolute? The Great Dao is vast, as we both know. At this level, a single profound seclusion can easily last for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. As long as you don't perish, who can know whether you are in seclusion to comprehend the Dao, or... to encounter other opportunities during this time?”

She deliberately slowed her speech, each word striking the other's heart. "Moreover, what we seek is not to harm your foundation or life, but merely to borrow your incomparably pure 'Mysterious Female Pure Yin Yuan Yin' to help him completely stabilize his Three Yang Gathering Dragon Dao Body and reach the peak of Mahayana cultivation as soon as possible."

For you, the only loss is time, and... a little bit of your primordial yin essence, which, with your foundation, is not irreparable.

She leaned slightly forward, her words carrying a powerful allure, like a flame ignited on ice:
"On the contrary, if you sincerely cooperate, once his Dao body is fully formed, why can't you use the ultimate Yang source of the Three Yang Gathering Dragon Dao Body? Yin and Yang complement each other, dragon and tiger intertwine, isn't this a shortcut to heaven for you to break through the shackles of the late Mahayana stage and even glimpse higher realms?"

"Fellow Daoist Shui, we both know that the world is undergoing strange changes, and the aura of calamity is gradually rising. What we lack most is time! The more allies we have at the peak of the Mahayana realm, the stronger our overall strength will be. Only then will we truly have the power to protect ourselves in this impending chaos!"

Liu Shuhuang's words were like a precise scalpel, dissecting the core desire beneath the frozen exterior of the narcissus flower—power and realm!

She transformed coercion into a transaction, packaged plunder as mutual benefit, and pointed out the overarching context of "time is of the essence" and "self-preservation in chaotic times," accurately striking at Shui Xianrong's deep-seated sense of crisis and her yearning for greater power.

On Shui Xianrong's icy face, the frost that had never melted for millennia finally showed a tiny crack.

She remained silent, her gaze sweeping over Liu Shuhuang's seemingly honest face, You Yingyue's unpredictable shadows, and Dou Eqing, who was enveloped in golden light behind Liu Shuhuang.

The situation has indeed deteriorated to an extreme degree.

Liu Shuhuang, at the peak of the Mahayana stage, possessed a majestic and righteous imperial dragon aura, making her virtually invincible in this confined space.

Add to that the elusive and unpredictable Youyingyue, who is also in the late Mahayana stage...

Two against one, even with the protection of the Frost Law, Shui Xianrong had absolutely no chance of winning! She might even be suppressed and imprisoned, and what she would lose then would probably be more than just her primordial yin.

While the prestige of the Judgment Hall can be intimidating for a time, it is too late to solve the immediate problem. Liu Shuhuang's words just now also pointed out a cruel fact: as long as one is not dead, there is room for maneuver.

With their methods, these two could easily trap her in a secluded place until they achieve their goal.

"What the Empress said... seems to make some sense."

Shui Xianrong's voice remained cold, but the resolute determination to perish together with her had subtly diminished.

This is almost tantamount to acknowledging Liu Shuhuang's proposal and choosing compromise and cooperation.

Just then, Youyingyue, who had been observing the thousands of shadowy figures silently flowing through the shadows of the canyon like living things, suddenly let out a soft laugh that was hard to decipher.

She materialized into a slightly solidified figure, her captivating eyes, filled with inquiry, fixed firmly on Liu Shuhuang:
"Hehehe... Her Majesty the Empress's scheme is truly intricate and admirable. However..."

She abruptly changed the subject, her voice suddenly becoming sharp, "You keep talking about 'self-preservation' and 'chaotic times'? Forgive my ignorance, but you are the Empress of the Han Tang Immortal Dynasty, the mother of the world, and His Majesty is a top power in this realm. The Immortal Dynasty's fortune is at its zenith."

What makes you think of this "self-preservation"? I'm truly curious, what could possibly make you feel the need for such... precautionary measures, even to the point of joining forces with a demonic cultivator like Fellow Shui Dao?

Youyingyue's question was like a boulder thrown into a seemingly calm lake.

Shui Xianrong also looked up instantly, her icy blue pupils filled with scrutiny and incomprehension.

Given Liu Shuhuang's status and position, it is indeed too far-fetched to say that she was "protecting herself".

The "frankness" on Liu Shuhuang's face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep, almost tangible solemnity and... a trace of unconcealable sorrow.

She surveyed the desolate canyon, as if confirming that there were no fourth ears. Finally, her gaze settled on Youyingyue, carrying a complex meaning that seemed to transcend time.

"Self-preservation..."

Liu Shuhuang slowly repeated the two words, her voice so deep it seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, “You Yingyue, you were born in the Han and Tang dynasties. Even though you are now in the demonic path, you should know the true nature of the immortal dynasty.”

She paused, each word seeming to weigh a ton:
"The dynasty's destiny! The eternal foundation of the Han and Tang Immortal Dynasties rests upon that vast and boundless destiny! However..."

A deep-seated hatred and icy coldness suddenly erupted in her eyes, "Li Chunlong! In order to knock on that illusory gate to immortality, and for his own enlightenment, he had already secretly plotted to steal nearly a third of the core fortune of the Immortal Dynasty using supreme secret techniques, merging it into his own body as the final resource for his breakthrough to the Immortal Realm!"

"what?!"

"Stealing the fortune of the Celestial Dynasty?!"

Shui Xianrong and You Yingyue were both speechless, their faces filled with utter shock! Stealing the Immortal Dynasty's fortune for their own use was tantamount to undermining the Immortal Dynasty's foundation for eternity!

It is a taboo that no emperor would ever touch!

Liu Shuhuang gave a bitter smile, a smile filled with despair and mockery:

"So what if he succeeds? The Celestial Dynasty's fortune is already like rotten wood. He has undermined it, shaking its foundation! The day he becomes an immortal will be the day the Celestial Dynasty's fate is completely severed and it falls apart!"
At that time, the celestial dynasty will collapse, billions of lives will be lost, and the overwhelming karma and backlash will be unbearable…

She looked at Shui Xianrong and You Yingyue, her eyes filled with an all-knowing coldness. "Do you think he still cares about this mortal world's immortal dynasty? Does he still care about me, the empress? Does he still care about the lives of the millions of people in this immortal dynasty?"

No! He will only strive to protect himself, severing all ties with the mortal world, and avoiding the terrifying backlash that could even cause a newly ascended True Immortal to perish! As for us… all those who depend on the Immortal Dynasty and are connected to its destiny, we will all be pawns he can discard at any time on his path to immortality, or even used to shield himself from the backlash!

"Self-protection?"

Liu Shuhuang's voice trembled slightly, yet it echoed clearly in the deathly silent canyon. "This is the reason why I, Liu Shuhuang, and all those who have seen the truth and do not want to be lambs to the slaughter, must 'protect themselves'!"

Faced with the impending cataclysmic wave triggered by the collapse of the Immortal Dynasty, the distinction between good and evil, and the hierarchy of status, are all nothing but illusions!

Only strength, and only like-minded allies, are the sole means of survival!

Liu Shuhuang's revelations were like a silent thunderclap dropped into a canyon!

Stealing the nation's destiny!

The Celestial Dynasty is about to collapse!

The emperor abandoned his kingdom!

A true immortal suffers a backlash!

The shock of this earth-shattering secret even temporarily overshadowed the struggle for Dou Eqing.

The icy coldness in Shui Xianrong's eyes was replaced by immense horror, and the shadowy aura flowing around You Yingyue seemed to freeze.

Only the roar of the rushing torrent and the heavy, suppressed breathing of the three people remained in the canyon.

The meaning of the word "self-preservation" becomes incredibly heavy and real under Liu Shuhuang's bloody analysis.

The significance of Dou Eqing, whom they were fighting over, and his Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Dao Body, seemed to have undergone a subtle yet profound change in the face of the world-destroying torrent that was about to sweep everything away.

(End of this chapter)