Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Eastern Region, Qianzhou Imperial City.

A royal villa, surrounded by a hundred imperial guards.

The imperial guards stood with swords drawn, their expressions solemn, making it difficult even for a bird to approach.

The courtyard was paved with bluestone, and Qian Tian sat upright beside a stone table.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the table, his gaze fixed on the courtyard gate, where he had been waiting for a long time.

Today is the three-day meeting he and Xuan Ci agreed upon, to discuss their cooperation.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Qian Tian suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and his voice, carrying the majesty of an emperor, slowly spread out:

"Master Xuanci, now that you're here, show yourself."

A slight ripple in the air caused a figure draped in a cassock to descend and land beside the stone table, hands clasped in prayer.

"Amitabha Buddha, I am late and have kept His Majesty Qian Tian waiting."

Qian Tian raised his hand in a gesture of greeting, his tone indifferent: "Master, please sit down."

A maidservant stepped forward, filled two cups with hot tea, then bowed and withdrew, leaving only the two of them in the courtyard, where the atmosphere quieted down.

He picked up his teacup, the steam obscuring the look in his eyes:

"When we parted at Jiulin Mountain three days ago, the master mentioned a potential collaboration. Let's discuss it today."

Xuanci twirled the prayer beads between his fingers, shook his head slightly, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment, there is still one benefactor who has not arrived."

Qian Tian paused, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

As an emperor, he had already shown great respect to Wanfo Temple by personally going to the appointment to wait for them. Now, for him to wait for someone else was simply too presumptuous.

He suppressed his anger and asked calmly:

"Oh? May I ask who else the master invited?"

"Your Majesty will know soon enough." Xuan Ci smiled slightly, offering no further explanation.

Qian Tian asked no more questions, sat quietly with his teacup in hand, and there was no more conversation in the courtyard except for the soft rustling of the wind through the leaves, creating a slightly somber atmosphere.

Half an hour later, ripples appeared in the void, and a figure stepped through the air and landed in the courtyard.

Qian Tian looked up and saw who it was. He raised an eyebrow and thought to himself: It was him.

The newcomer had white hair and beard, wore a black robe, and exuded a chilling aura. He walked to the stone table, cupped his hands, and smiled:

"Hahaha, Your Majesty Qian Tian, ​​Master Xuan Ci, I apologize! I'm late!"

"I've long admired you, Ancestor Xuanming."

Qian Tian put down his teacup, his tone calm, concealing the surprise in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the master was waiting for you."

Ancestor Xuanming sat down, picked up his teacup, and drank it all in one gulp: "Since Master Xuanci invited me, I naturally had to come and join in the fun."

Xuanci clasped his hands together and softly chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha!"

Qian Tian already understood that Xuan Ci must have left Jiulin Mountain three days ago, gone to the Xuanming Sect, and invited this old demon to come along.

He stopped worrying and looked at Xuan Ci:

"Everyone has arrived. Master, could you please explain what this so-called cooperation entails?"

Xuan Ci, fingering his prayer beads, looked at Qian Tian: "What does Your Majesty think of the Eternal Night Heaven?"

Qian Tian's expression darkened instantly, and the tea rippled in his cup.

Remembering how Yongye Tian had humiliated Daqian several times, especially that arrogant black dog that had verbally insulted his ancestors on several occasions...

A surge of anger welled up inside him, and his tone became several degrees heavier:

"Mysterious, domineering, and arrogant!"

"good."

Xuanci nodded, and the speed at which he twirled the prayer beads increased slightly.

"Yongyetian acts cruelly, indiscriminately killing innocent people and readily annihilating sects and lineages."

"Now they have even established their own Tianzhou, built cities, and bewitched cultivators. If this continues, the Eastern Region will probably never have a peaceful day again."

Qian Tian found these monks' roundabout way of speaking most annoying, so he frowned and interrupted them directly:

"Master, please speak frankly; there's no need to beat around the bush."

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Ci sighed, clasped his hands together, and said solemnly:

"Our Wanfo Temple is the leader of the righteous path in the Eastern Region, and it is our duty to seek justice for the innocent cultivators who died tragically."

"This old monk has learned that both the Great Qian Dynasty and the Xuanming Sect are being pressured by the Eternal Night Heaven."

"Therefore, I wish to join forces with both families to eliminate the Eternal Night Demon and restore a bright and clear world to the Eastern Region."

Upon hearing this, the Xuanming Ancestor almost burst out laughing.

The monks at Wanfo Temple are incredibly adept at feigning compassion.

However, he did indeed harbor some fear of Yongye Tian.

When Yongyetian destroyed Qingyun Sect last time, he only showed his face, hoping to take advantage of the situation, but he was forced to retreat by the opponent's experts.

This force is too domineering; who knows when it might turn against him? He coughed lightly and echoed:

"What you say is absolutely right, Master. Yongyetian annihilated my entire Xuanyin Sect with brutal methods. I also want to avenge this grudge."

Qian Tian sneered inwardly. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was simply afraid that Yongye Tian would steal their thunder.

But if he could use the power of these two families to eliminate Yongyetian, he would be more than happy to do so.

"What you say makes sense, Master. Our Great Qian is also willing to contribute. May I ask what your plans are?"

Xuan Ci leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice:

"We have received news that the new city of Yongyetian has been completed and an opening ceremony will be held."

"Then we'll...do this...and then do this..."

He spoke very softly as he explained the plan in detail. Qian Tian and the Xuanming Ancestor listened attentively, nodding from time to time.

"Alright, let's proceed according to the master's plan." Qian Tian immediately agreed.

Ancestor Xuanming nodded, "I have no objection either."

"In that case, I will return to Wanfo Temple and inform the abbot that we will proceed according to plan."

Xuan Ci stood up, preparing to take his leave.

Qian Tian and Xuanming Ancestor also stood up.

Just then, Qian Tian's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he raised his hand and grabbed at the shadow of the courtyard wall!

A figure was suddenly sucked over; it turned out to be a little eunuch with a blank expression.

"You audacious lackey! Who gave you permission to trespass here?" Qian Tian shouted sternly.

Xuan Ci looked at the eunuch, his brows furrowed slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, he has been possessed by a spirit. It seems someone is targeting our meeting."

Qian Tian bent down and scanned the eunuch's sea of ​​consciousness with his divine sense, and sure enough, he discovered an unfamiliar divine sense imprint.

His eyes turned cold, and he unleashed a burst of spiritual energy in his palm, striking down and instantly turning the eunuch into ashes.

"Luckily, the villa had a soundproof barrier, otherwise the plan would have been leaked."

"It seems that my imperial city needs a thorough cleaning."

Xuan Ci and Ancestor Xuan Ming exchanged a glance, then cupped their hands and said, "In that case, we shall take our leave."

The two turned around and stepped into the air, disappearing into the void.

"Shadow," Qian Tian whispered to the void.

A dark figure appeared without warning, knelt on one knee, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty."

"Thoroughly investigate the capital, and drag out all those hidden rats for me, leaving none alive!"

Qian Tian's tone was icy, carrying an unquestionable command.

"yes!"

"Oh, right," Qian Tian suddenly remembered something and added.

"Did you find any clues about the Rain Pavilion's stronghold in the Imperial City that I asked you to investigate last time?"

"Your Majesty, we have made progress."

"Very good." A murderous glint flashed in Qian Tian's eyes.

"Once the stronghold is confirmed, wipe it out immediately."

"It's time to settle the score for their interference in our Great Qian's suppression of the Shangguan and Nangong families last time."

"Furthermore, find all the Rain Pavilion strongholds in the other states of the Eastern Region. I want this assassin organization to be completely eradicated."

"Yes, sir." The shadowy figure disappeared back into the darkness.

"Yes, sir!"

Qian Tian stood in the center of the courtyard, gazing at the sky, his eyes filled with a deep chill.

……

Meanwhile, in a secluded courtyard in the capital.

The courtyard was simple and covered in dust.

Jingxin Demon sat cross-legged in the room, then suddenly opened his eyes.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of him red.

He clutched his chest, his face pale, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and muttered a curse under his breath:

"The divine sense of a terrestrial immortal is indeed powerful; it was detected so quickly."

The little eunuch who was just controlled was his doing.

He intended to use his status as a eunuch to eavesdrop on Qian Tian's secret conversation with Xuan Ci and the others, but he was detected by Qian Tian as soon as he approached the villa.

The last trace of his consciousness that he had left in the eunuch's body was instantly erased, and he also suffered a backlash from it.

Although the specific details were not heard, the fact that Qian Tian, ​​Xuan Ci, and Xuan Ming Ancestor met suggests that this matter was by no means simple.

"This matter is strange..."

"We must report this to the commander-in-chief immediately."

Mirror Heart Demon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and without delay, immediately took out the communication token and entered the message into it.

The communication token emits a faint light, transmitting the message.

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