He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

With a flash of light, the two disappeared from the bottom of the pagoda.

The elderly man holding the lamp did not stop him.

The old monk didn't stop him.

The ascetics, bandits, sand tribe priests, and corpse refiners on the city wall remained completely still.

They simply watched the two disappear—chasing them was pointless; everyone present knew how difficult it was to kill the extraterrestrial demon.

In contrast, they were more concerned about the "Buddha-Demon" statue.

The old man carrying the lantern with a luminous pearl turned and walked towards the tunnel entrance, his aged voice rising from the darkness:

"I will handle the matter of the demons from beyond the heavens. As for the relic, I entrust it to you."

"If these extraterrestrial demons truly discover the Demon Buddha, do not take action; send someone to inform this old monk."

That thing was created by that group of extraterrestrial demons back then.

The eighteen golden Buddhas could only be suppressed, not killed, even at the cost of their lives.

The ancient city ruins have returned to silence.

……

Deep in the remote Ten Thousand Mountains, beneath an ancient banyan tree that has lived for countless millennia, aerial roots dangle from its branches, take root in the soil, and grow into new trunks.

A single tree can be a whole forest.

The tree canopy blocked out the sun, and tens of thousands of birds and insects lived among its branches and leaves.

The tree roots stretch for dozens of miles deep in the soil, intertwining and coexisting with the earth's veins throughout the entire mountain range.

Miao Zu sat cross-legged under a tree, surrounded by pottery jars of all sizes, their mouths sealed with beeswax, the beeswax engraved with intricate insect patterns.

The moment he unwrapped the beeswax, a dark green mist billowed out of the jar, within which countless tiny insect shadows could be vaguely seen writhing.

He put his hand into the jar, letting the insects crawl up his arm, burrow into his skin, and become part of his flesh.

He remained indifferent throughout, as if he were simply doing something routine, day after day.

The old priest walked down the mountain path, leaning on his bone cane.

The blue jade in the eye socket of the beast head at the top of the staff glowed slightly with his steps—this was a sacred object passed down from generation to generation by the high priests of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"My lord."

The old priest paused before the ancient banyan tree. "Have you sensed what's happening in Xianyang?"

Miao Zu pulled his arm out of the pottery jar, and the wormholes on his skin quickly healed.

He raised his head, revealing a face so ravaged by the Gu worms that it was almost unrecognizable—half of it was still human skin, the other half covered with fine worm patterns that spread from the corners of his mouth to the roots of his ears, and then climbed up to the corners of his eyes, like a living, writhing tattoo.

"The Mandate of Heaven has been revealed."

Miao Zu's voice was deep and hoarse, with a buzzing sound like the flapping of insect wings, "That kid from Great Qin failed in his previous life, and in this life... I wonder if he can succeed."

The old priest remained silent for a moment.

He lived too long, long enough to have experienced the last invasion by extraterrestrial demons, long enough to have witnessed firsthand how a world collapsed and how it was stabilized by that person with his life.

That person's current name is Ying Ji, and he is the current emperor.

"On the Qin side... quite a few extraterrestrial demons have died."

The old priest spoke.

Miao Zu nodded:

"It seems his strength has recovered considerably."

The old priest pondered for a moment, then said:

"My lord, we did not participate in the last invasion by the extraterrestrial demons."

"That's because the Qin Dynasty was indeed too powerful at the time—even the Qin emperor once wanted to incorporate Miao territory into his domain."

"My lord, last time we stood idly by, what should we do this time, facing a new extraterrestrial demon?"

Miao Zu remained silent for a long time.

"The Ten Thousand Mountains are the root of Miao territory."

"But if Ying Ji really intends to attack Miao territory... can I defend it?"

The old priest did not answer.

Both of them knew the answer—they couldn't hold on.

After the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty was upgraded, the rules of heaven and earth were rewritten, and the power of destiny covered the entire territory.

The mountains cannot remain unaffected.

"Since we can't hold it, let's move closer first."

Miao Zu threw the hemp cloth into the pottery jar, stood up and patted the dirt off his clothes, "But there are conditions—the rules of Miao territory cannot be changed, the practice of witchcraft cannot be banned, and the villages in the mountains cannot be demolished."

"I want to go to Xianyang myself and see what kind of person the new emperor of this world really is."

The old priest was silent for a moment, then took out a tiny Gu worm from his sleeve, placed it in his palm, and handed it to Miao Zu.

The Gu worm was completely transparent, with wings as thin as cicada wings, and a faint golden light flickering on its abdomen.

Miao Zu stared at the Gu worm for a long time without moving.

"Where did this Gu worm come from?"

The old priest spoke calmly:

"Given by a reincarnator named Achong."

"His Gu techniques are superior to mine; I... cannot see through him."

"He wants to cooperate with you, my lord, to kill Destiny."

"This shows his sincerity."

Miao Zu stared at the Gu worm for a long time before speaking:

Where is he?

……

At the same time, the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty was upgraded.

Shen Qingqing slowly opened her eyes inside an abandoned stone tower thirty miles away from Luozhou City.

This is an extremely unstable gap between the void and reality, and it is also the true base that she finally completed after spending nearly ten years in this life.

She never mentioned the stone tower to anyone in the alliance—even Xiao Yanzhi only thought of it as a safe house where she temporarily isolated spiritual energy fluctuations using an array.

No one knows how much effort she poured into this abandoned stone tower.

But she still sent the message out.

Xiao Yanzhi was the first to arrive.

He arrived a little late because he was repairing the array. When he pushed open the door and entered the room, there was still a faint glow of the array patterns on his body, and his cuffs were covered with dust from the array base.

He sat down at the table, his gaze sweeping over Shen Qingqing's face, which was more silent than usual, without rushing to speak.

Helian Rong arrived second.

He was shirtless, and the wound on his right arm had already healed. When he sat down on the stone bench, the whole stone house trembled.

He glanced at Shen Qingqing, then at Xiao Yanzhi, and seeing that neither of them spoke, he also fell silent.

Liu Xier arrived third. When she pushed open the door, her mental energy network had already been spread out outside the stone house.

Su Zhong was the fourth to arrive.

After entering, he leaned against the stone wall by the door, crossed his arms, scanned everyone, and then closed his eyes.

Qin Yu arrived last.

There are six people in total.

Shen Qingqing's first words were like a thunderclap:

"I suspect that the Level 1 Authority user is within our alliance."

The stone house remained quiet for three full breaths.

The teacup in Helian Rong's hand hovered in mid-air, the tea inside swaying slightly, reflecting the eerie blue halo cast by the array above.

Xiao Yanzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not speak.

Liu Xier's mental energy network suddenly tightened outside the stone house, and after confirming that there were no outsiders spying, she completely sealed off the entire stone tower.

Su Zhong leaned against the doorway, opened his closed eyes, and fixed his gaze on Shen Qingqing's face like an arrow.

Qin Yu paused slightly in her teapot, then continued pouring tea for everyone, though her movements were a beat slower than before.

"How did you confirm that?"

Xiao Yanzhi was the first to break the silence. His voice was steady, but his fingertips had unconsciously begun to draw the starting gesture of a miniature teleportation array on the table—his hand was trembling, and he made several mistakes.

Shen Qingqing glanced at him and slowly spoke:

"You should know about the massacre of other reincarnators in Central Continent by that Level One Authority user."

"Our alliance is located in the Central Continent, which is not exactly hidden. In fact, most reincarnators know of its existence."

"At first, I guessed that the Level 1 Authority user didn't come because he was wary."

"But—in the battle of the Chosen One, that Level One Authority user single-handedly killed five Reincarnators and forced six others to flee."

"Although a significant part of the reason is that other reincarnators would run away as soon as they saw him, without any direct confrontation, this in itself speaks volumes."

"With this level of combat power, I don't believe he would be afraid of our alliance."

"But he hasn't come for so long."

"After eliminating all the impossibilities, the remaining answer, no matter how unbelievable—"

"The other party is very likely within our alliance."