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Chapter 174 of 181

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After giving the final instructions, when the Head Steward retreated, Shi Ying looked down at the Imperial Heavenly Divine Ring on his hand, and then up at the already dark firmament, took a deep breath, stood up soundlessly, and walked through the impressive deep and wide Purple Palace alone, heading towards the divine temple at the top of the White Tower.

It was still daytime, but outside it was already as dark as midnight.

The entire Capital was filled with the shouts and cries of fear from the people, a sound that was almost as loud as the shock waves that reached the White Tower. The empire has been at peace for a long time, and apart from the occasional shark revolt and some tribal skirmishes, there has never been a major war in the past several centuries. It was no wonder that the people were in a state of panic.

Shi Ying stared up at the sky, and his heart weighed heavy.

Step by step he made his way up to the top of the White Tower of Jialan. As the levels increased, the wind swirled and whistled like a beast. By the time he reached the top of the White Tower, it was as if he was in the eye of a storm, with a ring of turbulent clouds swirling around him, but the top of the tower was so peaceful that not even a single piece of clothing was stirred up.

It was the calm before of a battle for life and death.

Shi Ying entered the side room of the temple, took off his regalia and changed into the plain white gown of a priest, took up the jade slip in one hand and returned in front of the statue of the Deity.

The temple was empty, except for the countless candles burning silently, reflecting the huge sculptures of the Twin Gods, their golden eyes and black pupils gazing profoundly through the void. Outside, it was pitch dark and the wind and rain howled as Shi Ying joined his palms in front of the idols and began to invoke a holy chant, gathering all his spiritual energy to prepare for the impending battle against the One who was to come.

That mysterious person of unknown origin was destined to be his unprecedented enemy!

Yet, with the incantation, his thoughts once again drifted away uncontrollably: Why hadn’t Ah-Yan arrived yet? Where has she gone?… Now that a great enemy was facing him, asking her to come here would be like asking her to share his fate. But if he dies here, she will not escape death either. The best way to do this is to live and die together.

In that moment, the chanting stopped abruptly as his thoughts dispersed.

Shi Ying opened his eyes, and his face expression was slightly unusual: what? Surprisingly, his mind was already unable to gather its thoughts these days! It had only been half an hour since he entered the meditation, and his mind was like a tidal wave, unstoppable – after so many years of hard cultivation on the edge of the world, he was now so entangled in the mundane world that he was no longer able to keep his mind as quiet as water.

It turns out that, once the earthly fate is connected, it is inextricably linked and can never be broken!

In that very moment, the darkness outside plunged deeper and deeper, like a sea of ink drowning the entire top of the White Pagoda in a dark mist.

In a flash, a gust of wind swirled around the temple and all the lights went out!

Who was it? Shi Ying turned abruptly and glanced in the direction from where the wind was coming – that chilling wind that contained an infinite amount of malevolence and wickedness.

What was riding into the wind?

Just as Shi Ying turned around abruptly, the last of the everlasting lamps enshrined in front of the temple appeared to be squelched by unseen fingers and extinguished one by one. In just a blink of an eye, the entire Jialan Temple was plunged into an unprecedented darkness. The thin layer of water suddenly jumped up with a splash and condensed in the void! The droplets flowed backwards into the sky, and condensed into the shape of a face!

The hollow eyes on the “face” stared at him in silence.

“Who?” Shi Ying yelled, the jade slip silently gliding into his hands, and lifting his arm he slashed horizontally at the pair of eyes!

The water mirror shattered with a clang, and all the water droplets that had been condensed into a human face suddenly scattered and fell back into the plate. The gust of wind resumed, swirling around the temple, darting from left to right, as if it were the footsteps of a human being, stumbling around, whipping up the curtains in a chaotic flutter, as if countless bats were rustling up in the darkness.

A cold glare appeared in Shi Ying’s eyes, and without further hesitation, his jade turned into an instant longsword, glowing like a fracture, and swiftly slashed against the gust of wind!

Where the sword blade landed, it appeared to have struck something. However, the momentary touch of the sword caused Shi Ying to be struck by a sudden, extremely strange and ominous feeling, and he subconsciously took a step backwards. He lowered his head and stared at the sword – there were droplets of crimson red dripping down from the tip of the sword, which was undeniably blood!

If there is blood, then He is a mortal and nothing to be feared.

“Who?” He shouted again in a deep voice, “Show yourself!”

The whirlwind suddenly retreated, hovering around the huge twin statue in the darkness, and a strange sound within it seemed to be discernible, as if it were a soft laughter or a sigh – a sound that layered into the ears like a tidal wave, surprisingly carrying an eerie force that suddenly unsettled the human heart for a moment!

“Break!” Without further hesitation, he joined his hands at his forehead and shouted sharply.

A bolt of lightning struck through the darkness, illuminating the temple in an instant – the Heavenly Punishment!

The bolt of heavenly punishment pierced with perfect precision, and with a rapid stroke, nailed the reverberating wind with the force of shattering clouds and cracking rocks! The temple fell silent.

Did it struck?

The whole temple was plunged into an eerie pitch blackness. In the gloom, only the pupils of the Gods and Demons shone. Shi Ying paused for a moment, feeling a strange sense of unease, not daring to pursue the attack any further. He turned and retreated, and with a flick of his long sleeves, the lights of the entire temple burst into flames in an instant!

The light was renewed, illuminating the faces of the deities.

In that instant, even a calm person like Shi Ying could not help but exclaim in shock, “Da Si Ming!”

The one who appeared in the light was indeed the Grand Master, who had been missing for days – struck by his heavenly punishment blow, was pinned at the foot of the huge Twin Gods statue!

Blood poured down from the old man’s body, staining with scarlet half of the shrine.

Even a calm person like Shi Ying was shocked by the scene in front of his eyes. Didn’t the Grand Master… already die in the depths of the Jiuyi Green King’s Palace in the north? Why would he suddenly appear here?

“Da Si Ming?” He hesitated and called in a whisper.

The old man’s body jerked for a moment, as if trying to lift his head with an effort, but in the end, it slumped down helplessly. The movement appeared to be that of a broken puppet, manipulated by some unseen force.

A puppet? In that instant, Shi Ying’s mind cleared up and he suddenly became aware of the situation.

He stopped in his tracks and refrained from moving forward, only raising his hand and striking in the air. He tried to recall his magic weapon, yet the jade slip that had transformed into a long sword only shook slightly, remaining firmly pinned through the Grand Master’s chest and onto the divine statue, surprisingly not responding to his call to fly back!

As expected, an unprecedentedly powerful force was lurking in the temple, confronting him in secret and causing him to lose control of his magic weapon. What assaulted him just now was definitely not the Gran Master… but another individual, another power!

“Hehe…” Suddenly, from the darkness, the voice echoed, slurring and eerily cold, “Have you found him?”

With the creepy laughter, the Grand Master pinned to the statue raised his head in response, like a puppet having its head and neck yanked up by an invisible thread, and the expression on his face was frozen, showing that he has been indeed dead for a long time.

“Who on earth are you?” Shi Ying’s heart sank, but his expression did not waver in the slightest, “Show yourself!”

With a stern roar, he suddenly raised his left hand and nudged it onto his right hand, pulling them together inwards – he applied ten percent of his strength into this blow, and with a click, the jade slip finally released and sprang out of the Grand Master’s chest!

“Not bad.” The voice in the shadows chuckled.

Before the words left his mouth, a force pushed through, and the sword suddenly accelerated in mid-air, stabbing straight towards Shi Ying like a lightning bolt!

Shi Ying turned around instantly and interlocked his hands while pressing down to block the incoming thrust. The moment the two forces met, he felt an unprecedented pressure so strong that he involuntarily staggered backwards three steps, and the hard stone floor beneath his feet cracked upon the impact.

But in that moment, his fingers had already grasped the long sword.

However, without waiting for him to control the jade longsword, the force provoked by the unidentified one, it blasted with such a strong radiance that it cut through his fingers!

Seeing such a bizarre situation, Shi Ying couldn’t help but shudder slightly: this jade slip, which was originally a divine artifact that had been worshipped for centuries in front of the gods in the Temple of Jiuyi, was pure and immaculate – since when had it taken on such a strong evil aura?

“Break!” He snarled and exhaled a deep breath.

With a loud bang, the impetuous sword suddenly rose up and sailed through the air as if pulled by two unseen forces, then froze in place and trembled violently – after a brief moment of resistance, a loud metallic clang exploded as the ancient divine weapon made of ten-thousand-year-old precious jade was actually reduced to dust!

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