Yun Hao, a ninth-tier Shanhai of the god race.
A nobody, whom Su Yu had casually impersonated.
On this seventh floor where Invincibles held sway and Sun Moons abounded, a Shanhai who wasn't a genius was utterly inconspicuous... Though this Yun Hao had a slight reputation within the god race, to Su Yu, he was an out-and-out nobody.
Nobodies had their advantages; hardly anyone paid them any attention.
Even Lingyun geniuses were more famous than them.
That was why these people had come to scavenge corpses, though sadly they had found nothing. Genuine geniuses and powerhouses disdained looting bodies.
Beside Su Yu was a companion, also of the god race, who was quite old. This fellow hadn't entered via a quota spot, but through a special passage—a stroke of luck. Being of the same clan as Yun Hao, they had banded together.
Having failed to scavenge any bodies, the old god felt some regret. Walking outward alongside Su Yu, he sighed with emotion. "Back in the day, I scavenged corpses once after a battle between the ancient Immortals and humans, and I made a fortune. Of all the geniuses and powerhouses across all races, humans are the stingiest—they sweep away every single scrap. Immortals are the most generous; most of the time, they don't even bother looking at low-grade treasures..."
Humans were the stingiest!
Well, that was true enough. Humans were poor; even a single drop of essence blood was prized. As if they would leave any treasures behind for you!
Su Yu put on an acrid, bitter face. "Who told us to have no talent and no backing? The geniuses of our god race have plenty of resources and heaps of treasures too, but has anyone ever seen them throw a few scraps to us because they had too much to use?"
The old god glanced around and whispered, "Alright, quit complaining! You're doing well enough. At least the Heavenly Eye God clan gave you a spot..."
Su Yu sneered sourly again, "That's because they're afraid to die! Maybe they knew early on that this trip would be perilous beyond measure, so they sent me here to die in their place!"
"Yun Hao, you can't look at it that way. I begged for one and couldn't even get it!"
The old god sighed emotionally. Youngsters were simply too impetuous.
Though Yun Hao wasn't exactly young, compared to him, he had experienced far too little.
Su Yu let out a huff!
He said no more. Indeed, Yun Hao was just that petty and caustic.
He looked up at the sky, saw quite a few Invincibles, and curled his lip. "Old Hao, believe it or not, even though these Invincibles are waiting outside, later on they won't dare kill Moduona. And even if they want to, the demon race won't agree! It's great having a powerful backer—he slaughtered the Immortals upside down, yet not a damn thing will happen to him!"
"Keep that mouth of yours quiet!"
Old Hao felt helpless; Yun Hao's tongue just couldn't sit still.
Slandering Invincibles? Do you really have a death wish?
Su Yu said no more, muttering, "Hetu is trying to fight his way up, and everyone is slaughtering each other on the seventh floor—there's no peace at all! More and more people are dying. Over the past two days, suns and moons have been crashing down constantly. Quite a few Sun Moons have died! If this goes on, can us Shanhai even survive?"
"None of them care about our lives in the slightest!"
Su Yu grumbled a bit more. "The God Kings of our god race haven't offered any benefits either, making us come all this way for nothing and forcing us to risk our necks scavenging for treasures..."
"Enough!"
Old Hao cut him off again. That was about enough. If this continued, he wouldn't even want to stick with Yun Hao anymore—he drew trouble far too easily.
Su Yu muttered a few words and finally dropped it.
Glancing up at the sky, he asked, "When will the seal be undone?"
"Soon. Here is different from the outside; it can be unsealed in just a day!"
"That still requires a bit of time..."
Su Yu suddenly glanced toward the depths of the mansion and whispered, "Old Hao, how about we go take a look at the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus? Even if we can't touch it, getting a whiff of its fragrance would be great. Maybe a sniff could help us advance!"
"Keep dreaming!"
Old Hao chuckled. "You can't even get close. Right now, there might even be Invincibles over there..."
"Just looking won't hurt!" Su Yu said dismissively. "It's not like we can take it, but can't we just look? Just tell me if you're going or not. Anyway, I feel there's nothing good left anywhere else. The seventh floor barely seems to have any treasures. If I'd known earlier... Forget it, knowing wouldn't have helped anyway; the lower floors are all dangerous."
"There are still treasures on the seventh floor, but they're too dangerous, and you can't get them. The Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus in King Gong Mansion isn't even the strongest treasure on the seventh floor; back in the day, this was merely King Gong's flower-viewing pond. The seventh floor has other treasure lands, but the problem is you can't go there—and if you did, you wouldn't come back."
"Sigh!"
Su Yu sighed. Old Hao chuckled, "Alright, stop sighing. I'll accompany you to take a look at the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus. Honestly, there isn't much to see, and we won't be able to get close anyway!"
With that, the two walked toward the interior together.
Along the way, they also encountered others, including members of the god race. But upon seeing Yun Hao, they either frowned or steered clear. This Yun Hao fellow was caustic, foul-mouthed, and had no tact!
Only Old Hao was from the same clan, and since Yun Hao had managed to enter, his family possessed some influence—there was a Quasi-Invincible ancestor presiding over his clan, which was how he obtained a quota. Old Hao also had intentions of buttering him up. He couldn't connect with major figures, but Yun Hao was someone he could cozy up to. Being clansmen made it even easier.
Su Yu paid none of this any mind. Right now he was Yun Hao; he treated himself as Yun Hao. At this moment, Su Yu was slowly improving himself. Having completed the second Lingyun transformation, he needed a bit of time to digest and absorb it. Once fully completed, his physical combat strength would break through 3.8 million apertures of force—that would be formidable!
Of course, Su Yu was currently reversing his yuan qi. He wasn't absorbing death qi right now, afraid that excessive death qi would be discovered. Currently, his yang apertures relied entirely on absorbing his own yuan qi, which was barely enough to sustain them, but in battle, he likely wouldn't be able to keep it up.
This was also why Su Yu hadn't wanted to open his yang apertures before Xingyue arrived. Now that Xingyue was here, opening the yang apertures wasn't an issue, but he still had to be careful not to absorb too much death qi lest Invincibles sense it. The difference between death qi and yuan qi was quite pronounced.
*Seize the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus, cultivate the Civilization Chronicle, open divine apertures, seize the divine aperture cultivation art, and advance both paths to the peak of Shanhai...*
At this moment, Su Yu had his own plan.
Killing wasn't actually important.
But the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus was truly critical; he desperately needed it. Otherwise, relying on himself, could he enter Shanhai without eight to ten years? Absolutely not! The Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus was his only chance. Such a treasure had likely been nearly impossible to find since ancient times.
Pondering this as they walked, the two soon arrived outside a massive courtyard.
And at the gate... multiple experts sat cross-legged in cultivation.
Just at the entrance!
They weren't Invincibles, but Quasi-Invincibles.
Virtually every race with Invincibles—gods, demons, Immortals, humans, dragons—had a Quasi-Invincible guarding and presiding there.
The one from the human side caught Su Yu's eye—surprisingly, he recognized him: Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo was a Quasi-Invincible?
Su Yu was surprised. Really? Wasn't this guy at the peak of ninth-tier Sun Moon? Or had he just stepped into Quasi-Invincible?
Why had they stationed him here to guard? How dangerous!
The ones from other races were probably experts who had reached Quasi-Invincible long ago.
He didn't inspect too closely. Cheng Mo might have entered Quasi-Invincible, but it was hard to say; perhaps he was still at the peak of ninth-tier Sun Moon. On the human side, Quasi-Invincibles were scarce right now. Last time, quite a few had made breakthroughs, several had died, and several had failed their breakthroughs and suffered severe injuries. Thus, this time, the Quasi-Invincibles who had entered seemed to be only Yun Chen, Lan Tian, and a few others. The trouble was, you couldn't count on Lan Tian at all, and as for Yun Chen, Su Yu didn't know where he was and hadn't seen him. Counting it down, Cheng Mo might well be the strongest beneath Invincible, so having him come here made sense.
As he was thinking, a god race Quasi-Invincible opened his eyes, saw the two, and frowned. "Yun Hao, what are you two here for?"
Su Yu cupped his fists, piling on a flattering smile. "My Lord, we just wanted to see what the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus looks like..."
"Nonsense!"
The silver-haired Quasi-Invincible barked, "Leave this place! No one is permitted inside!"
Clearly, these guys were guarding the place to prevent others from causing trouble.
Su Yu looked sheepish. "Then... then we'll just take a glance from beside the courtyard wall. My Lord... it wasn't easy for us to come all this way, and we've gained nothing. Just one look might yield some inspiration."
The silver-haired expert gave a cold sneer. "Suit yourselves! But be warned: apart from this courtyard gate, nowhere else allows entry. If you leap over through the air, it is extraordinarily perilous. Weigh it yourselves!"
"Thank you, My Lord!"
Su Yu didn't say much. Yun Hao was caustic, but he picked his targets; how would he dare be caustic before a Quasi-Invincible?
Quickly, he and Old Hao hurried over to a nearby section of the courtyard wall. In fact, they weren't alone; other people were there, half-floating in the air with their heads poking just barely above the wall, peering inside.
Gods, demons, Immortals, and humans were all present. On the human side, several people were watching, and Su Yu even spotted a familiar face: Qin Hao.
The second master of the Qin family!
Probably the most pitiful second son around. Even now, he was only an eighth-tier Sun Moon. The second sons of other families were terrifyingly strong, yet he alone was miserable, not having even stepped into ninth-tier Sun Moon.
Qin Hao was observing with a few people. Sensing newcomers, he glanced sideways, paid them little mind, and continued peering inside.
Su Yu also avoided them, heading over to where several gods were standing. Floating upward alongside Old Hao without daring to stick his head up too high, he looked inward across the wall.
At first glance, Su Yu saw a massive lotus blooming in the center of a pond within the courtyard. At this moment, four leaves had already unfurled.
The lotus swayed, carrying faint specks of light as it absorbed essence.
Looking at it from up close, Su Yu realized it looked remarkably similar to a smiling lotus!
Virtually indistinguishable!
In the courtyard was a vast pond, and in the middle of the pond, not far from the lotus, stood a pavilion structure. Inside the pavilion, there was nothing—no, wait, there was a long saber suspended in midair!
And beneath the saber, there seemed to be a faintly discernible portal!
*A dead spirit passage!*
Su Yu came to a sudden realization. So close!
The dead spirit passage was actually this close to the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus—less than a thousand meters away! For experts, that distance could be crossed in an instant!
No wonder, no wonder nobody dared let dead spirits emerge.
If they came out, wouldn't they directly destroy this thing?
Of course, when the rules permitted it, emerging dead spirits like Xingyue appeared directly at the site of slaughter rather than exiting through the passage's mouth. Emerging through the exit wasn't permitted.
However, once this saber was gone, could dead spirits emerge directly?
"So many treasures!" Old Hao sighed with emotion. "The Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus, a divine armament treasure saber, and even this pond of water is likely treasure water; otherwise, it couldn't nourish the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus!"
Su Yu grumbled inwardly, *Where did this water come from?*
Wasn't this damned place where Old Zhou's sky-soaring aperture was located?
If so, having water here... well, this should be inside, and having water inside was normal. Could it be the opening of his intestines?
Su Yu let his imagination run wild!
It was indeed fertile ground. The Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus was most likely a natural treasure transplanted from outside, used by King Gong as an ornamental lotus. It seemed that in the ancient era, those Human Kings were truly formidable—they treated such treasures merely as ornaments.
Inside the courtyard, there was nothing else aside from this pond. In truth, there wasn't just one Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus, but throughout the entire pond, only that single one was in bloom. Su Yu glanced around: every few thousand meters, there was one lotus.
Su Yu counted across the entire pond: nine in total. It was just that this particular one would bloom this time.
No wonder rumors had leaked earlier. Looking closely, several others in the pond would also bloom in the future—if there even was a future.
The crowd looked like little children, craning their necks to peek inside. By the entrance, the Quasi-Invincibles didn't even bother interfering.
Either way, no one could enter except through the gate!
Beside Su Yu, Old Hao whispered, "Once the Invincibles harvest this treasure, I wonder if we'll be allowed in. If we can enter, maybe we can scrape up some benefits."
As soon as he spoke, a nearby god youth sneered, "Dream on! Even after the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus is harvested, no one will be allowed inside. This is an enduring treasure land. Even when Invincibles harvest it, they won't damage the roots. According to records, the last expert to harvest a Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus took the eighth one... Look over there, that smallest one will probably mature again in several hundred tides... This is a treasure land of the myriad realms, why would they let us in to ruin it!"
Su Yu took a look. Across the whole pond were nine lotuses, one of which was nearly mature.
The eighth one the youth mentioned was near the one about to bloom and indeed the smallest. Several hundred tides meant it would mature once every few thousand years.
Then when was the last harvest?
Nine lotuses in total; now the ninth was blooming, and the previous eight had already bloomed. Didn't that mean at least eight people had obtained a Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus?
Su Yu wondered whether those who obtained them were dead or alive.
If alive, they would know how to harvest this thing.
He looked away from the celestial lotus and toward the pavilion in the center of the lake. In that pavilion, there was only a single saber, suspended in midair. A fine treasure!
Even without holding it, and even if it looked ordinary... Su Yu still had to call it a fine treasure.
A weapon used to suppress a passage was definitely a divine armament!
Divine armaments were all exceptional treasures.
Su Yu had many treasures, but no matter how many he possessed, he had no divine armament. His Civilization Chronicle was merely the embryonic form of a divine armament; upgrading it to a divine armament might be hopeless in this lifetime. An embryonic form was just an embryonic form, not a true divine armament.
A genuine divine armament possessed terrifying might. The Heaven Hunting Ranking, for instance, could cover the heavens to transmit messages and collect auras—terribly powerful.
All of Su Yu's belongings combined might not be enough to trade for a single divine armament.
Such was the worth of a divine armament!
In today's myriad realms, there were no divine armamentsmiths left. No one could forge a divine armament. The only way was to forge Heaven armaments and then find a way to upgrade them. Yet that didn't count as a divine armamentsmith; even if the upgrade succeeded, it didn't count, because one couldn't forge it directly.
Even the Half-Emperors only used peak Heaven armaments, which showed just how rare divine armaments were.
Su Yu didn't stay quiet, directly asking, "Is that saber really a divine armament? How many golden veins does it have? King Gong is dead, so can this saber still be used?"
Beside him, a god Sun Moon snapped, "Keep quiet about such things here! Even if ancient powerhouses are dead, lingering wills might remain. That saber is a divine armament, and divine armaments possess spirits. Do you think divine armaments are like Earth armaments? Divine armaments have sentience, understand?"
Talking about King Gong—be careful that saber doesn't suddenly slash you, or you're done for!
Su Yu shut his mouth instantly. Fine.
Divine armaments possessed spirits... As an armamentsmith himself, he understood the basics. It largely depended on the forging method.
For example, if Su Yu's Civilization Chronicle became a divine armament, the phantom behemoths on each page would possess a degree of intelligence—that was a divine armament having a spirit.
Or Old Zhao's forged great hammer: if upgraded to a divine armament, with divine characters nurtured within, if Old Zhao died and the divine characters survived, it would retain some spirituality; if the characters shattered, that spirituality would be lost.
Some armamentsmiths also liked using the human-casting method.
Hu Qi, for example, had previously forged a Sun Moon into an armament. In that case, the lingering will of the subject remained, granting it some spirituality.
He wondered how this weapon had been forged.
If it was the human-casting method, it would be extremely dangerous!
The human-casting method meant it was an evil armament; with its master dead, the weapon might lose control.
*It shouldn't be the human-casting method; otherwise, it wouldn't abide by the rules and suppress the passage here. Most likely, it was forged through orthodox methods!*
Su Yu watched silently, faint light spilling from his eyes as he peered inside.
He wanted to see if there was any way to release the dead spirits... As for how much chaos that would cause, what did that have to do with him?
In this damned place, it was a dog-eat-dog world.
If you didn't eat people, others would eat you. If they knew Su Yu was here, Su Yu suspected the Immortal Kings wouldn't even care about Moduona anymore. Even if Moduona had genuinely killed Xuan Wuji and the others, they would immediately contact the Demon Kings to kill Su Yu first.
Because that was the order of multiple Half-Emperors.
*Not easy... but not entirely impossible!*
Su Yu evaluated the situation. Such a weapon wasn't impossible to control.
It required several things: first, bloodline; second, cultivation art.
If this weapon belonged to King Gong, it required the bloodline of King Gong's descendants, or King Gong's cultivation art from back then. Only then could one hope to control this saber.
*Hetu seems to have King Gong's bloodline.*
That was information Su Yu had overheard from the Immortal race; he didn't know if it was true.
But Hetu was dead, and with his death, the bloodline had naturally been severed.
*Then one can only rely on the cultivation art. Dead spirits probably won't work—their form has changed, and their arts are likely different. So even Hetu would have a hard time obtaining this saber!*
That made sense; otherwise, Hetu probably would have taken it long ago. It wasn't as if he had never entered before.
Having looked at the saber, he looked back at the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus.
Thoughts flashed through Su Yu's mind, yet he couldn't figure out how to obtain this thing smoothly—it was simply too difficult!
As he was thinking, Su Yu suddenly heard others discussing something, and he looked into the distance. Deep in the pond, practically by the back gate of King Gong Mansion, a vortex hovered in the air.
Roughly ten thousand meters from the lake pavilion, that was the entrance to the eighth floor!
Whispers entered his ears: "I heard the eighth floor has even more treasures. Innumerable powerhouses' mansions are up there, terrifyingly strong—they were all Emperors! Any scrap they drop would be enough to feed us for a lifetime! Sadly, there's no way up!"
"Go up? What are you dreaming of! I heard the eighth floor actually has ancient powerhouses living inside, still alive... It's just a rumor, but back then someone tried to force their way into the eighth floor. An Invincible powerhouse was smashed to death with a single fist!"
"Really?"
"Of course it's real! My ancestor said so. As for the specifics, go ask my ancestor!"
"..."
The eighth floor!
Moduona also wanted to go to the eighth floor, seemingly aiming for the Ancient Demon Emperor's mansion to seize some treasure—he was practically insane.
However, Su Yu had heard from the Immortal Kings earlier that if one held an official post, returning to the eighth floor to report on duty seemingly granted entry.
However... Su Yu's rank seemed a bit low.
Even if allowed in, he might not be able to move around freely.
He was an ancient city castellan, and strictly speaking, castellans back then were of the general rank. People like Tianmie had originally all been castellans; later, when death qi became too dense and there was no other choice, they petrified themselves to stand guard and began selecting castellans to share the burden.
Su Yu had the castellan token of Hongmeng Ancient City. In truth, according to ancient rules, he might be considered of the titled general rank—lower than a marquis, but far superior to ordinary figures.
*Is the eighth floor entrance that close?*
Su Yu mused to himself: *Hide on the eighth floor? Seize the Nine-Leaf Celestial Lotus and run to the eighth floor?*
*The problem is, others might be able to go there too. For instance, the Minister of the Tian Division. The Marquis of Heaven Overseeing is a marquis, and the Minister of the Tian Division might hold the title of a titled general! Not only that, among the ancient relics, aren't there other marquises and titled generals still alive?*
Su Yu felt a headache coming on. The more he thought, the more complicated it became.
Even if you could snatch the treasure, there was one thing: you might not escape. With a horde of Invincibles staring at you, how the hell could you run?
The eighth floor... or the realm of dead spirits!
If he truly obtained the treasure, only these two paths seemed viable as escape routes.
If he fled to the eighth floor, he might not be able to escape the mansion. Once out of the Star Residence Mansion, how would he return to his city? Outside, countless Invincibles would be watching him. That short distance alone would be enough to give him hell.
*If I don't snatch the treasure and keep a low profile, it's fine—no big deal! But if I successfully snatch it, I can't stay low-profile. My identity will definitely be exposed, and getting out then will be tough!*
*Maybe I can only take the dead spirit passage, cross the realm of dead spirits, and return to the ancient city. If Xingyue could come here, I can go back!*
Su Yu thought about it, and on second thought... it was too damn dangerous.
Once in the realm of dead spirits, Xingyue might even look for a way to slaughter him. Here, she had to follow the rules, but once inside, she wouldn't need to.
Su Yu was planning an exit strategy; even if he failed to seize the treasure, he needed a way out.
*Or when teleporting back, trap and slaughter those bastards... But if too few people make it out, my identity will still be exposed...*
Troublesome!
While he was still deep in thought, a violent rumble suddenly echoed from afar!
The booming sound was deafening!
In the next instant, Hetu's laughter rang out again: "Keep going! This seat is definitely coming up today!"
Rumble!
Enormous noise resonated as weapons clashed and fists and kicks tore through the sky.
At that moment, Su Yu's eyes flickered. He looked toward the saber in the backyard. Right now, that saber actually trembled slightly! And with that tremor, faint traces of death qi seemed to drift out from the lakeside pavilion.
Not just him, but the gate-guarding Quasi-Invincibles all had divine light flare in their eyes as they turned to look.
The next moment, an Immortal Quasi-Invincible shouted, "Watch out! Inform the Invincibles! Hetu has an ulterior motive—the suppressing divine armament seems to be fluctuating!"
Soon, a Quasi-Invincible shouted with a booming voice that echoed across the surroundings, "Lords! Hetu is agitating the suppressing divine armament, intending to open the dead spirit passage! Beware, Lords!"
Hearing this, Hetu immediately cursed, "What sharp dog eyes! This place is this seat's old nest! You've usurped my territory and want to stop me from going home? Just you wait!"
With those words, the tremors subsided once more, and things quickly quieted down over there.
In an instant, several Invincibles flew over. Unable to enter the mansion, they stood in the void, gazing down toward the lakeside pavilion. An Invincible frowned, his voice carrying down: "Keep a close watch on this place. Hetu intends to agitate the divine armament and shift the passage. If there are any further disturbances, notify us immediately! Furthermore... within King Gong Mansion, no battles above ninth-tier Sun Moon are permitted, or else... hmph!"
Invoking an Invincible dead spirit here would trigger a mansion lockdown, which irritated these Invincibles greatly. Thus, they placed restrictions forbidding Quasi-Invincibles from fighting here any longer.
Having spoken, that Invincible was about to leave, but an Immortal King spoke coldly: "Setting that aside for now, once the seal opens, will the demon race hand over Moduona voluntarily, or shall we retrieve him ourselves?"
The arriving Invincible was none other than a Demon King of the demon race.
Hearing Immortal King Yueshi's words, he furrowed his brows. "Must you add to the mess right now? If the Immortals and demons truly go to war and lose more than a dozen Invincibles, who will stop Hetu and his lot? As for Moduona killing Xuan Wuji and the rest, we will settle it after getting outside! Does the Immortal race want to let other races reap the benefits now?"
Immortal King Yueshi said coldly, "So, the demon race is unwilling to hand over Moduona?"
The Demon King replied equally coldly, "Do the Immortals think that all races of the heavens must obey you? Do you think the current demon race fears your Immortal race? I said we'll discuss it outside. Does the Immortal race intend to force your hand against Moduona?"
Immortal King Yueshi stated grimly, "If so, do not blame us for breaking the rules as well. Since Xuan Wuji and the others are already dead, the five of us Immortal Kings are more than capable of slaughtering your demon whelps!"
"Just you try!"
The Demon King stood tit-for-tat. Immortal King Yueshi sneered without saying more.
*Try us then!*
This generation's geniuses were practically wiped out. The remaining Immortals were still numerous, but if the Immortals were truly pushed to the brink, everyone would break the rules—they'd simply slaughter!
Invincibles were hard to kill, but those beneath Invincible were easy prey!
At that cold sneer, the Demon King cursed inwardly. This matter was indeed difficult to handle. Moduona, that bastard, was ruthless enough. Killing Yang Hu would have been fine, but he killed all those geniuses. Now look what happened—the Immortals had nothing left to lose!
Since their geniuses were dead, they could just go on a killing spree too! At worst, an all-out Invincible war would erupt. Invincibles didn't die easily, and as for those beneath Invincible... even if they all died, the Immortals wouldn't feel the sting!
*If I'm not having an easy time, none of you will either!*
The Demon King's gaze flickered, and he quickly barked, "Immortals, don't lose your minds! Don't forget, the human race, god race, dragon race... all have numerous geniuses inside. Your Immortal race had bad luck and lost everyone, so now you want to make an example of all races?"
He needed to muddy the waters first! The Immortals had few geniuses left and nothing holding them back, but everyone else still did.
Even though everyone knew this was shifting the blame and deflecting trouble, an indifferent voice echoed from afar: "In disputes between Immortals and demons, some rules must still be observed. Otherwise, if you kill my juniors and I kill yours, chaos will reign! If everyone slaughtered like that, the myriad races of the heavens would have perished long ago! That the myriad realms have not perished and the myriad races prosper is because rules still exist! Immortal King Yueshi, beneath Eternity, if anyone can kill Moduona, let them; if he dies, it is because he lacks strength... But Eternity should not intervene, lest you become a laughingstock!"
That was a God King of the god race. Soon, on the dragon side, a Dragon King also commented indifferently, "The Immortal race still has plenty of juniors here. Why must the Immortal Kings make such a grand fuss?"
The humans kept quiet. Fight all you want, just don't drag humanity into it.
This was truly delightful!
Before anyone had a chance to target the humans, the Immortals and demons had clashed first. How satisfying!
Nobody wanted the Immortals to tear off all pretenses; that was obvious.
Immortal King Yueshi looked frigid as he said coldly, "Then we shall see! Among all races of the heavens, no race has ever slaughtered so many of our Immortals without facing punishment. Never mind a mere Moduona—even if the Demon Emperor himself killed Xuan Wuji and the others, he would have to give us an explanation!"
Everyone resisted their indiscriminate killing. Immortal King Yueshi knew better than to continue down that line of talk, lest he arouse everyone's ire and cause them to band together against the Immortals.
Yet this grudge had to be avenged!
Right at that moment, an indifferent voice drifted over: "Moduona is not one to slaughter recklessly; perhaps there is some misunderstanding! Perhaps he was coerced, or there are other reasons, or he might have even been replaced... In my view, we should look into the whereabouts of the human Lan Tian! As for the earlier Demon Emperor's power, across the seal, who could discern real from fake? Lan Tian has dealt with the demons for years and possesses demonic path clones... Replacing Moduona or disguising himself as Moduona is entirely plausible!"
As soon as these words dropped, Xia Longwu's cold voice rang out from the human side: "Long Yue, stop slinging dirty water at our human race! Your Moduona admitted it himself! What, trying to call a stag a horse now?"
The demon powerhouse replied indifferently, "I am merely proposing a possibility! It might even be that the one who appeared just now was Moduona, but his memories were altered by Lan Tian—that is not impossible! Otherwise, how could Moduona have the ability to kill so many experts? No matter how strong Zhan Kui was, after killing Yang Hu he would have been crippled... What's more, I sensed that the first phenomenon of a falling expert belonged to Zhan Kui, not Yang Hu... What does that prove? It proves Zhan Kui died first! Even assuming he heavily wounded Yang Hu, could Moduona really have killed all those people so easily? I saw that his injuries weren't even severe; how could that be possible? Even swallowing Demon Emperor essence blood wouldn't make him that powerful. But Lan Tian? I believe he could do it!"
At these words, even the Immortals wavered slightly.
It wasn't an entirely baseless conjecture!
The Demon King continued, "If Lan Tian is inside King Gong Mansion right now, he is under suspicion. Unless he appears outside King Gong Mansion, then I—"
"Looking for me?"
Right at that moment, in the distant void, an elder with snow-white hair and beard stroked his whiskers as he stepped out, chuckling, "Are you looking for me?"
The Demon King was slightly taken aback, but quickly said indifferently, "Lan Tian, there is no need for this. An explanation is just a cover-up. You have countless clones; who knows which one is your true body? It seems you have a guilty conscience, or why would you be in such a hurry to show yourself?"
At this moment, inside King Gong Mansion, even Su Yu was amazed!
*Damn, impressive!*
This sophistry was second to none.
If Lan Tian didn't show up, he was suspicious; if Lan Tian showed up, he was covering it up! Either way, the demons were set on splashing dirty water on Lan Tian!
Lan Tian killed the people—and even if he didn't, Lan Tian controlled Moduona. Regardless, it was Lan Tian!
As for Moduona, he was innocent.
He had to admit, Su Yu even felt a bit envious.
How sweet this was!
A bunch of Demon Kings lying through their teeth for Moduona's sake, framing Lan Tian... If not for his good rapport with Lan Tian, Su Yu would have cheered how awesome it was. If he were Moduona, he'd probably be overflowing with gratitude.
The demons really delivered!
Of course, Lan Tian and the humans were displeased, but what did that have to do with the demons? Why would they care whether Lan Tian liked it or not?
Sure enough, in the distance, several auras erupted—auras of human experts. Qin Zhen barked furiously, "What thick skin! Your demon race's Moduona admitted it himself, yet you can still pin the blame on us!"
The Demon King said indifferently, "Hardly any humans died this time, while the other races suffered disastrous losses! Right and wrong are clear in everyone's hearts. Whether this is a human plot, everyone should understand! Moduona is a crucial figure of our race; killing Xuan Wuji and framing Moduona... What a calculated scheme! Daoist brothers of the Immortal race, do not fall for it. If an Immortal-Demon war truly breaks out, who knows who will reap the benefits!"
Just then, King Xuanhe's voice came: "Yueshi, do not be rash for now! What Brother Long Yue says is not without merit. Right and wrong, if need be, we can investigate thoroughly once we are outside! Whoever killed our people will not go unpunished—it's only a matter of time!"
Immortal King Yueshi snorted, his eyes flickering.
In the distance, Lan Tian spoke somewhat gloomily, "This... How innocent can I be? I'm so wrongly accused!"
He wore a look of helplessness. "How could you do this? How could you besmirch someone's purity like this! I, Lan Tian, never strike with such ruthlessness! If you want to talk about someone so ruthless, that brat Su Yu fits the bill much better! Why didn't you just pin the blame on Su Yu instead? Just say he came, hid in the crowd, and did the deed! Why must you slander me of all people?"
"..."
Su Yu had felt some sympathy for him a moment ago, but now, not a shred remained.
*To hell with you!*
*You deserve to have dirty water splashed on you! You old bastard, you actually went and splashed it on me! What does this have to do with me?*
*I haven't even entered the Star Residence Mansion!*
*That's right, I haven't entered at all—aren't I still in the ancient city?*
Su Yu grumbled inwardly. That pervert Lan Tian was truly pitiful... and the demons were truly bastards to deflect the blame like that. Pitiful, so pitiful.
While he was thinking, Lan Tian said with deep grievance, "You're wronging me! Why must you do this? I'm so innocent! It really wasn't me..."
He looked utterly wronged, but his demeanor sent chills down one's spine.
The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in his grasp. With an aggrieved face, he said, "You actually wronged me... and here I was thinking of releasing this brother! Now I won't..."
*Crack!*
*Boom!*
A sun nearing fullness crashed down. That was a Quasi-Invincible! Until his death, he couldn't even utter a single word, crushed to death alive by Lan Tian!
Lan Tian wore an aggrieved look, and just as a God King materialized in an instant, he had already vanished without a trace. His aggrieved voice continued echoing through the void: "I'm so wronged! It really wasn't me! I feel so aggrieved... I'm so wronged that I really want to lose my temper! You people aren't human! You wronged me... You wronged me!..."
Countless voices echoed across the entire seventh floor. At this moment, even some Invincibles paled.
From all directions, Lan Tians appeared one after another, every single one crying foul.
Men and women, young and old.
Every Lan Tian wore the exact same expression: wronged.
"Why must you wrong me?"
"I'm so wronged!"
"..."
Madman!
At this moment, the God King couldn't hold back a curse: "That has nothing to do with my god race either!"
*Fuck!*
The demons did it, so why did you kill an expert of my god race?
Damned bastard!
This lunatic's strength seemed to have grown even more terrifying. When on earth had he captured a Quasi-Invincible? They hadn't sensed it at all!
"I don't care, I'm wronged... I'm so wronged..." Lan Tian's voice continued echoing. The God King tore through the void and severed several figures, but to no effect whatsoever. Lan Tian's voice kept reverberating: "I'm too wronged, I'm going to lose my temper... I'll give the demons one chance: apologize to me, or else... I'm going to lose my temper!"
At this moment, several Demon Kings grimaced.
Was this madman really this troublesome?
He was only a ninth-tier Sun Moon, not even a Quasi-Invincible, since he had no three-life embodiments, only the chaotic ten thousand daos embodiments he claimed to have.
"Do the humans wish to provoke the myriad races?" a Demon King shouted coldly.
*Slash!*
A blade glow flared directly as Xia Longwu roared in fury, "Do you really think my human race is easily bullied? Lan Tian and Wan Tiansheng have already rebelled against humanity—what more do you want? If you have the guts, go kill him yourselves!"
At that moment, Lan Tian's resentful voice rose again: "No, I didn't rebel! Tiansheng and I are going to rebuild humanity! I didn't rebel! I'm so wronged..."
"..."
Psychopath!
Even Xia Longwu was exasperated. Forget it, ignore him.
This lunatic was honestly troublesome even to him; hearing him wail about being wronged gave him chills.
The Demon King who dodged the blade light thought for a moment and decided not to stir up further trouble.
Whatever!
As long as the black pot was dumped on Lan Tian, there was no need to get tangled up with the humans.
...
"I've got goosebumps!" Around Su Yu, several experts whispered, thoroughly unnerved by Lan Tian.
This fellow wasn't an Invincible, yet one expert after another feared him.
Killing a Quasi-Invincible like slaughtering a chick—was this guy really only a ninth-tier Sun Moon?
Meanwhile, the gods looked thoroughly grim and depressed. The demons and Immortals were clashing, they framed Lan Tian, so why did you kill an expert of our god race?
Sure enough, psychopaths defied all reason.
Near Su Yu, an expert of the god race transmitted a message to all the gods: "Be careful and stay away from this madman. He's completely lost his mind; it wouldn't be surprising whoever he kills! What a pity for our god powerhouse..."
He felt an indescribable helplessness. Even with the God Kings scouring everywhere, they couldn't locate his true body. Heaven only knew where the bastard was.
Meanwhile, Lan Tian's resentful wails continued to reverberate.
Su Yu even felt a creeping sense of horror... Damn it, this was practically merging with Old Zhou's resentment! Lan Tian, stop fooling around, don't wake Old Zhou up!
Indeed, Lan Tian reasonably shouldn't have been able to make contact with Old Zhou, yet Su Yu could faintly sense it: Old Zhou... seemed to be stirring slightly.
Could it be that Old Zhou was a pervert too?
*Holy crap!*
Chapter 570