Chapter 1997: Shit, I'll Blow It All Up for You

At the end of Xukong Dao.

Beneath the turbulent mist lay an endless abyss.

The chilling wind howled, and this place was filled with chaotic power, even more terrifying than temporal fragmentation, and it was bottomless.

It seemed as though jumping from here would allow one to escape the troubles of Xukong Dao and return to the warm embrace of Shengshan Dalu.

Of course, that was impossible.

Because this place was called "Duoyuan."

As one of the nine great绝地, Duoyuan's danger was paramount on Xukong Dao.

Shengshan Diantang had even found the only safe passage from the outer island to the inner island beneath it—well, in the past. Now, the passage was gone, and Duoyuan was filled with chaos.

Yan Wuse, dressed in luxurious robes with light golden hair, stood above Duoyuan at this moment, his brows deeply furrowed, his face grim. The howling wind disheveled his slightly curled golden sideburns and violently tore at his golden robes, causing them to flap wildly.

Yan Wuse remained unmoved, quietly sensing the increasingly obvious power of the雷劫 accumulating beneath Duoyuan. "As expected, it's the same method as the Shenhai Xukongmen."

"The same handiwork, so this little trick must have been done by Sheng Nu's people, then? Ba Zun'an, humph!"

Yan Wuse snorted coldly, his face full of displeasure.

The last time he came, there weren't many people undergoing雷劫 on Xukong Dao, and he hadn't noticed the current commotion in Duoyuan, almost being deceived.

But Yan Wuse didn't believe in superstition.

He always felt that if something were to happen on Xukong Dao, it would have to originate from Duoyuan, a place where a spatial passage to the inner island was hidden.

Sure enough, this time, after experiencing multiple圣劫 and multiple Jiu Si Lei Jie on Xukong Dao, Duoyuan also showed abnormalities.

Yan Wuse had been observing here for a long time.

Every time someone underwent雷劫 on the island, a portion of the雷劫 power would be absorbed by Duoyuan, accumulating within the turbulent mist.

Even if only a little Jiu Si Lei Jie was absorbed, the energy accumulated by Duoyuan was considerable.

Moreover, there were now nearly two-digit圣劫 appearing on the island.

Regardless of whether the雷劫 transcenders survived or not, Duoyuan was now about to explode. The power it currently concealed, if fully released, offered too many possibilities! For example...

"They want to use this power to unlock the Si Wuzhen?" Yan Wuse immediately thought of this, a flicker of memory in his eyes.

Si Wuzhen was a natural天地大阵 formed on Xukong Dao, reaching the Shengdi level, and could be considered a special rule of Xukong Dao.

This array suppressed the power of foreign races, allowing only Xukong people to grow and act naturally on the island. Foreigners entering the island would always be restricted, making it difficult to exert their full power.

However, the Xukong clan had declined since Tian Zu's demise.

Long ago, the ancestors of the Dao clan used nine treasures as cores and three hundred sixty-five Zhenxu Stele on the island as array eyes, slightly modifying the rules of Si Wuzhen.

Thus, while maintaining its original nature, this array also evolved into a封印大阵.

On the outer island, Si Wuzhen absorbed natural forces through its various cores and array eyes, maintaining natural rules. On the inner island, a Jinfa Jiejie was formed by utilizing the power absorbed from the outer island.

The inner island of Xukong Dao thus became a place of exile, one of the Qiduan Jin, capable of imprisoning even Shengdi! "Ge ge ge ge ge..."

Continuous goose honks from his feet interrupted Yan Wuse's回忆.

This golden-haired and noble Shengshan Diantang San Di, whose brows showed a hint of irritability, turned around and delivered a golden kick, striking downwards.

The Zhenxu Stele, the source of the goose honks, was blasted deep into the ground by the dazzling golden foot. "Noisy."

Yan Wuse slowly retracted his left foot, its light dissipating and returning to its original form.

He reached out and pinched his brow, a melancholic expression on his face, and after a long sigh, he said, "How wonderful it would be if Dao Xiaozi were here..."

But Dao Qiongcang was clearly not here and had other things to do.

So, Yan Wuse had no choice but to pick up his brain, which he hadn't used in a long time, and start thinking.

"Hmm, Ba Zun'an was sentenced to the inner island, but the封印 couldn't contain him; he came out as the Zun of the Hei Bai Shuang Mai." "The multiple anomalies on Xukong Dao afterwards are clearly related to him, and he even managed to bring out a few inner island creatures."

"After some... complicated collusion, the Bai Mai San Zu and Mo Di Heilong agreed to his plan, working from within and without, causing Xukong Dao to descend upon Yunlun Shanmai."

"The Shengdi Jinzhao appeared, its purpose being to make more people believe that the Sheng Daoji of Kongzhong Zhicheng was real, thereby attracting more people to the island to undergo雷劫, and then use Duoyuan to accumulate the power of雷劫."

"When the number of people on the island increases, creating a mixed crowd, he can also use his own people to secretly steal the nine major cores and disrupt the distribution of the Zhenxu Stele, damaging the array eyes, which means..."

Yan Wuse lowered his gaze to the goose-honking Zhenxu Stele, which was embedded deep in the ground, almost falling into Duoyuan. He thought for a moment and summoned the goose stele, as it was important and needed to be returned to its original place later.

"Ge ge ge ge ge..." The goose honks continued.

"Too noisy! It's too noisy! Who made this Zhenxu Stele into a goose-like thing? Are they even human?" Yan Wuse's expression twisted.

He kicked it back into the ground with another back kick.

Out of sight, out of mind, he had to prevent this headache-inducing goose stele from interrupting his thoughts again. He squatted down, found a sharp stone, and drew a circle on the high mountain next to Duoyuan. "This is 'one.'"

Yan Wuse hadn't used his brain in so long that he was worried he would forget his recent deductions.

After organizing it, he once again recalled the annoying Dao Xiaozi holding the compass in his mind, muttering in confusion:

"Why would anyone like推理?" "Alas!"

He snapped back to reality and drew three lines from the circle called "one" with the stone.

Yan Wuse simply sat on the ground, disregarding the dirt, scratched his head with his upper body bent, and poked the sharp end of the stone he held into the first line.

"The first question, is the power accumulated by Duoyuan really used to unlock Si Wuzhen?"

"Hmm, this is the easiest to think of, but also the hardest to stop; it would require a lot of people, resources, and time to successfully stop, so it must be!"

"Ah! Another Yangmou... so annoying!"

"...Is this why I'm here to start推理? To try and delay me?"

Yan Wuse lay on the ground, his eyes vacant as he looked out at the turbulent sea of mist beneath Duoyuan, as if he had come to a realization.

Frustration surged, and he grimaced, forced to scratch his scalp with the stone, unknowingly getting some dust on his golden hair.

"Think! Think!"

Yan Wuse slapped himself twice, forcing himself to focus and continue the deduction:

"Then the corresponding solution is that I have to find the core, otherwise I'll have to bleed heavily and put some treasures back in their original places... Oh! Who knows where the core went? So I have to bleed, that damned Dao Qiongcang!"

"Right, I also have to put that noisy goose stele back into the array eye to restore the power of Si Wuzhen." "But, how would I know how to arrange Si Wuzhen!"

"Huh?"

Yan Wuse's thoughts suddenly stopped, he leaped up, then plopped back down onto the high ground.

He reached into his懷 and pulled out an array disk. As spiritual energy was injected, heavenly secrets intertwined within, forming a large array. On the array, there were nine red dots and three hundred sixty-five blue dots, marking the correct distribution locations.

Misplaced and missing positions were marked in gray and kept flashing, clearly needing to be resolved. Yan Wuse suddenly realized, and again felt a sense of suffocation, as if someone had arranged everything.

"No wonder Er Hao gave me this array disk before he left; this must be Si Wuzhen, right? Dao Xiaozi had already thought of it?" "Is he sick? Why didn't he just tell me the answer to the problem, and I just execute it?"

"Hmm, I should think about it; my brain will rust if I don't use it for a long time... Is that what he meant?"

Silently putting away the array disk, Yan Wuse took a deep breath, then drew another circle beside it, muttering to himself.

After a long time, he returned to the main circle.

The stone poked the second line outside the circle.

"Going back to the beginning, the descent of Xukong Dao couldn't have happened overnight, and Ba Zun'an couldn't have summoned it successfully in an instant." "This must have been a plan laid out long in advance..."

"Yu Lingdi saw Ba Zun'an in Bai Ku, and Gou Wuyue said he also heard Ba Zun'an declare war on Shengshan Diantang at that time."

"So this must be the key." "Hmm, the key... Huhu~"

Yan Wuse nodded thoughtfully, and as he nodded, his eyelids suddenly grew heavy, and then the world disappeared. It wasn't until his chin hit the ground that he was jolted awake and returned to the matter at hand.

"Uh..."

"The predecessor of Bai Ku was Jin Zhao Yu Hai, where Jin Zhao Lao Zu, the ancestor of the Bai Mai San Zu, was born, and it also nurtured Sheng Gong Long Rongzhi."

"A traitor, Sang Qiye, also known as Sheng Nu Wuxiu, came from the Jin Zhao lineage. Wuxiu's disciple, who entered Bai Ku—was he taking Wuxiu's mission?"

"Yan Mang appeared... Ah, my head hurts so much! Help me..."

Yan Wuse painfully rubbed his temples, continuing to recall the information he had gathered earlier:

"When did Yan Mang last appear? It seems to be related to Jin Zhao Yu Hai as well? Was Jin Zhao Lao Zu infiltrating power outwards?"

"Right, Hong Yi also reported that no clues about the異次元空間裂縫 were found."

"But four swords were unearthed, proving that the封印 on Jin Zhao Yu Hai had loosened, and the people of the inner island were restless; there should also be spatial裂縫 leading to Xukong Dao."

"Ba Zun'an went into Bai Ku... That's right, he most likely found what Hong Yi didn't, so it was at this time that they settled on the details of summoning Xukong Dao?"

"Hmph! A bunch of bastards who deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces!"

Yan Wuse exerted force, and the stone shattered in his hand, but the lines on the ground did not. He picked up another stone and continued to press against the second line.

"Then the question is, how did Ba Zun'an just happen to be sentenced to the inner island back then? Didn't that fulfill his title as the Zun of the Hei Bai Shuang Mai? Were we perhaps used?"

"Hmm, impossible! With Dao Xiaozi's wisdom, he couldn't have been used... Hiss! I almost forgot, Dao Xiaozi wasn't in office back then, was he?"

"This matter, I must tell him!"

Yan Wuse's thoughts stopped there, he stood up anxiously, then suddenly felt relieved, shaking his head and letting out a "heh," "Even I can think of it..." He lay back down like a resigned salted fish, no longer in a hurry, his butt sticking out, his left hand propping his chin, and his right hand's stone poking the third line.

The second line no longer held any significance for thought; Dao Qiongcang was undoubtedly preparing, so it was best to return to the current urgency. "The third question."

"If I can think that Ba Zun'an wants to unlock Si Wuzhen, Dao Xiaozi must also be able to think of it."

"Dao Xiaozi said that Ba Zun'an should be treated as if he were him, so Ba Zun'an can also think of what I can think of." "Therefore, this is not his real plan at all, just a delay. So what is his real plan..." Yan Wuse grabbed his golden hair again, making his head look like a messy bird's nest.

He drew a period at the end of the first two lines, but after much thought, the third line yielded no results. "What could it be?"

"Hiss, what could it be?"

"Using Dao Xiaozi's method of thinking outside the box, yes, outside the box. I am a third party, or I am an enemy. Think from that perspective..." "If I am Ba, then my goal is this damned Shengshan Diantang."

"Haha, funny! How could that be possible? Am I an idiot? Shengshan Diantang is clearly so strong!" Yan Wuse stopped thinking on the spot.

Assaulting Shengshan? That was too absurd!

In this world, no one could assault Shengshan. Soon, he slapped himself.

"Hmm, I'm still Ba, and I still insist on fighting, but if I'm not stupid, then how should I fight?"

"Directly assaulting Shengshan is impossible; there are too many people on Shengshan, and they are too strong."

"So that means... luring them out to fight?"

Yan Wuse frowned deeply, as if he had found a direction. "How do I lure them out?"

"Luring them out, he... uh, I can't beat him either."

"Could it be that Ba Zun'an wants to lure them to Xukong Dao and kill both me and Er Hao?" "Haha, funny, too funny! Is this Emperor someone he can defeat?"

Yan Wuse scoffed, almost exasperated by his own thoughts, feeling a surge of irritation. He despised these rats lurking in the darkness from the bottom of his heart!

If it were up to him, regardless of what Dao Xiaozi said about "continental unrest," he would first concentrate fire and destroy Xuyue Huigong, that nest of rats. If Sheng Nu dared to declare war, he would destroy Sheng Nu next, sending out all ten members of the Shiren Yishituan to tear apart their blathering mouths!

Yan Wang's fire had also been quite lively recently... So, all ten of them would go together, put out the fire, kill these people, and even help recover some Lei Jia Tong.

What was so "continentally unsettling" about this?

For the sake of the many, sacrificing the few, a truth understood by adults.

In this world, where was there absolute fairness, where was there a fairy tale of having both fish and bear's paw?

After the banner of justice was unfurled, maintaining continental order for so many years, it brought peace and prosperity to the world, benefiting thousands of mortals and煉靈師.

Now was the best world!

The current order was the best order!

All who tried to resist, crying "freedom" but only for selfish desires, should be immediately dragged out and executed!

Even if the step was too big and caused some turbulence.

But for the sake of prosperity and order, for the peace of the vast majority, what did it matter if there was a little trouble? It wouldn't crack open or kill anyone. "Fight me..."

"Hmph!"

Yan Wuse's eyes were cold. From lying on the ground, he stood up, spat into both hands, rubbed them together a few times, and smoothed his hair from front to back over his head.

His disheveled hair instantly returned to order, every strand perfectly obedient, his face radiant.

Yan Wuse spat, and his saliva landed precisely at the end of the third line he had just drawn.

He raised his gleaming, scaly boots and stomped down hard, crushing and trampling, imprinting his answer onto the ridiculous question. "Shit, I'll blow you all to smithereens!"

He turned around, and the goose stele embedded in the ground was lifted by golden threads.

The annoying goose honks, before they could even be heard, were confined within a perfectly sealed golden sphere of light.

With a quick search of his memory, the destination of this Zhenxu Stele immediately appeared, located in the Giant Kingdom not far from the Qiji Zhiming. Yan Wuse's eyes narrowed, his gaze turning to pure gold at this moment.

He didn't even need to go there himself; through the light guidance of Xukong Dao, he instantly found the place where the goose stele should go. He flicked his finger.

The absolutely sealed golden sphere of light, carrying the goose stele, disappeared at light speed near Duoyuan. "Still have to shed some blood..."

Yan Wuse sighed, then wanted to pull out a treasure to fill the blanks of the missing cores in various places and temporarily suppress Si Wuzhen. Just then, a slightly panicked voice spread throughout Xukong Dao.

"Yan Wuse, save me—"

Yan Wuse's face froze, showing an expression of disbelief. It was Er Hao's voice! "Seriously?"

"Do they really want to fight here on Xukong Dao?"

"Did Ba Zun'an personally make a move? Er Hao couldn't defeat him? What is he thinking, does he really want to die so quickly?" Through the sensation of being called by a holy name, Yan Wuse instantly perceived the scene in a certain place.

He saw a vague and ethereal world of luomei, filled with countless shattered, dim, ancient characters, and an ancient sword cultivator with crane-white hair and an otherworldly aura.

"Mei Sire?"

Yan Wuse didn't have time to look at anyone else, his eyebrows raised high, as if shocked by something, unable to react for a moment. "What's going on?"

"The dignified Tianji Shenshi, can't defeat a mere Mei Sire? What are they doing, acting for me?!" He squinted.

"Jian Sheng?"

Yan Wuse's mouth twitched, finally understanding something. "But still, not enough!"

"If you can't beat him, you can always run, right? He even asked for help, is he being held back by something?" "The era of ancient sword cultivators has clearly long passed, and he still can't beat him... How unlucky!"

Yan Wuse, who was bothered by the trouble, rubbed his eyebrows, smoothing out the furrow, then took a deep breath and waved his hand.

Points of light darted over, and soon lines of light outlined a brilliant, holy, and unapproachable angel of light.

Yan Wuse, with a gloomy expression, handed over a spatial ring and commanded, "Go fill in the blanks of the main cores and temporarily hold them back."

"Yes." This angel of light actually had intelligence, nodded, took the ring, and disappeared as light. "Man-made objects, indeed, can only create a bunch of useless things! And they dare to sit at the same table as me..." Yan Wuse didn't know what he was thinking, but he sneered coldly and was about to rush to save someone. But as he took a step, his movement stopped in the void.

Behind him, the turbulent energy of Duoyuan was still accumulating, and the howling chilling wind still tore at his robes. The immense power accumulated here was simply a nuisance.

If not resolved, it might be exploited by others.

If it were to be resolved, even ordinary Ban Sheng who came would probably take some time and might not even be able to resolve it completely. Yan Wuse thought for a moment and pinched his two fingers in mid-air.

"Om!"

Thousands of miles of energy were drawn into a vacuum. Endless Dao laws burst and vanished.

The uninhabited land of Duoyuan was instantly drained of everything, materializing into a black hole stretching for thousands of miles.

But even spatial fragmentation was gone—also annihilated!

"Rilun."

Yan Wuse's fingertips conjured a massive, brilliant white, flat, sun-like compressed light energy wheel. Without turning his head, he gently tossed the Rilun towards Duoyuan with his fingertips, then stepped forward.

His movement was so casual and nonchalant, as if he had just crushed a pebble while drawing on the ground earlier. "Boom!"

The energy accumulated by absorbing power from various holy calamities, as if thrown into a higher-level, more terrifying energy mass, instantly became chaotic.

A deafening roar, followed by silence.

Within Duoyuan, a vast, sky-piercing beam of light erupted, its fluctuations surpassing even Sheng Jie.

That magnificent and terrifying energy instantly affected Yan Wuse's back.

But all chaotic energy, upon nearing Yan Wuse's body, became incredibly docile, as if purified by holy light, daring not to cause trouble.

The world, save for light, lost all other colors.

Yan Wuse's silhouetted figure, against the light, walked slowly through the brilliant white expanse, moving towards the void, as if a deity returning to the divine realm.

"Om..."

A dazzling sun slowly rose in the sky, and the entire Xukong Dao trembled gently. Everyone on the island looked up, seeing this anomaly in the distance. It felt as if even Sheng Jie couldn't compare to such a scene.

What happened? Wait!

Within that suddenly rising white sun, there seemed to be a black dot... a person?

Was that a person?!

At the same time, all the炼灵师 struggling on Xukong Dao seemed to hear a cold and murderous holy voice:

"All seeking death..."

"Since that is the case, this Emperor will fulfill your wish."