Chapter 518
In the imperial capital, there were indeed masters of the Xuan realm, and even the elusive Tongtian realm, which was as rare as a dragon's head without its tail, surely existed. This was the heart of the Dayu Dynasty, suppressed under the weight of the map of the nation.
How could Yu Wen Cuo Jin dare to act?
Li Mo furrowed his brows.
They were close to the emperor, so for the moment, safety was not a concern.
The Huàn Mó Jiào (Call of the Demon Sect) was truly lawless.
With such a large-scale operation, they didn’t even inform him, the Xian of Heitu.
“Yu Wen Cuo Jin?”
At that moment, the masters of the Xuan realm from various sects were protecting their disciples, and several figures quickly appeared around Emperor Jingtai. They seemed ordinary, but their auras were intricately woven with the essence of heaven and earth. The leader was none other than Qian Gong, whom Li Mo had met once.
This meant that these individuals were all at the seventh realm of Dayu.
Qian Gong scanned the crowd and said slowly, “A mere Yu Wen Cuo Jin, a clumsy chicken and a dog, can’t stir up any trouble in the imperial city. Kun Gong has already gone to deal with him.”
“What we are worried about now is that this person could infiltrate the imperial city without any internal support. That’s impossible. The motives of the Huàn Mó Jiào remain unclear. Until we find out, we will stay close and hope Your Majesty prioritizes safety.”
Qian Gong spoke concisely.
Their task was to protect Emperor Jingtai’s safety; dealing with the petty thieves was not their concern—others would handle that.
Just as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted:
“Let’s grab the women!”
“The deputy leader has already gone to play in the dog emperor’s harem!”
“I’m going to break into the Jiang family’s ancestral hall and crazily steal their offerings in front of their ancestors’ tablets!”
It was the Huàn Mó Jiào followers who had mixed in with the festivities.
Chaos erupted instantly.
It should be noted that not only were there powerful figures from various sects present, but also younger disciples of lower realms, and even the pampered nobility who were utterly defenseless, along with officials of all ranks.
The Huàn Mó Jiào members could disregard the lives of these people, but amidst the chaos, it was impossible to quickly restore order.
The energy of various clashes surged wildly, and no one even knew who was fighting whom.
They didn’t even know if there were any members of the Huàn Mó Jiào among the people who had entered with them. The Tiantian Wei (Sky Patrol Guards) were also in a bind, unable to swiftly control the situation.
For example...
“Jie jie! A mermaid princess, right? You’re enslaved by our Beast Hall!”
“Wuwuwu, don’t come near me!”
“With you, I’ll punch you every day, make you cry for four hours, feed you only three meals and a snack, and on weekends, you’ll have a break, but only at noon and night can you rest. Scared yet? Jie jie jie... cough cough!”
“Wuwu... eh?”
The crying Lan Tian had spilled pearls everywhere, but she paused at the words.
That didn’t sound too scary; in fact, it was a bit flattering. It was much better than the conditions offered by the merchants in the imperial capital.
But seeing the other party’s fierce demeanor, she decided to keep crying; otherwise, it felt a bit disrespectful.
However, she soon found that she wouldn’t need to show respect anymore.
Because she noticed that the Huàn Mó Jiào member who had been laughing maniacally was now laughing more and more frantically, spiraling into despair, unable to stop.
Not just him; the other bad guys who had come to capture Lan Tian were also showing varying degrees of symptoms.
Some suddenly seemed to be hallucinating, attacking their own people, while others were foaming at the mouth, their bodies turning black. Even worse, one man, red-faced and with a lewd gaze, was unbuckling his belt...
“What’s happening...”
“Cover your mouth and nose.”
Huang Donglai jumped out from the shadows, tossing her a cloth soaked in medicinal herbs.
“This cloth can save you.”
“Thank you! So this cloth...”
Huang Donglai’s expression turned wary; he didn’t intend to chat with Lan Tian. Seeing her put on the cloth, he planned to leave directly.
Just then, several Tiantian Wei descended from the sky:
“Publicly poisoning, it must be the Huàn Mó Jiào thieves! Seize them!”
“Huh? You’ve got it wrong! Just look!”
Huang Donglai pointed at the group of Huàn Mó Jiào members.
The Tiantian Wei frowned and looked over, only to see that the man who had been laughing was already dead, the one whose body was covered in mushrooms, and the one who had unbuckled his belt was pinning another man to the ground...
“You still say you’re not from the demon sect!”
“????”
“Hey, you really got it wrong! He’s actually Zun Du Su Hao Yin... wuwu?”
Lan Tian tried to help Huang Donglai explain, but her tongue kept tripping over itself. When she took out a mirror to look, she saw her beautiful face had swollen up like a pig’s head.
“Ahhh!!!” Lan Tian let out a piercing scream.
The Huàn Mó Jiào members wanted to grab the pretty girls √.
Lan Tian’s face was ruined √.
Lan Tian was safe √.
Huang Donglai thought this was fine, but the Tiantian Wei didn’t seem to agree.
In fact, Huang Donglai’s situation was relatively good; as long as he explained properly, he could clear things up, especially since he could prove he was a prodigy on the Qianlong List.
The Flying Poison Double-Faced Turtle was as renowned as the Wangqi Xiaobao, who didn’t know of it?
If there was anyone who posed the most trouble and worried Li Mo the most, it was none other than...
“Even daring to snatch from me? You’ve got some guts.”
Shang Wu, tipsy, had just smashed a fourth-realm head into a pulp, turning it to ash.
Seeing several Tiantian Wei eyeing her warily, she clicked her tongue, her face full of displeasure:
“Oi, what the hell are you looking at?”
It was well known that among the crowd, some were trying to stay out of trouble, some were fishing in troubled waters, and some had ulterior motives, each with their own reasons for acting.
Shang Wu was different.
The fighting queen of Qingyuan Sect would hit anyone she found displeasing.
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Chapter 586: The Remains of the Blood God, the Transformation of Heaven and Man
Thus, among the martial artists present, it was truly hard to distinguish who was from the Huàn Mó Jiào.
Moreover, the members of the demon sect present were not just from the Huàn Mó Jiào; others had mixed in as well.
The already chaotic scene became even more tumultuous.
And all of this was transmitted through the map of the nation, clearly visible to the spectators inside and outside the imperial capital.
“Is this part of the Hundred Flowers Festival? Can I also go grab a woman?”
“Have you lost your mind? What kind of program could blow up the harem? The demon sect has really attacked the imperial capital!”
“Are we about to change the world?”
The citizens in the inner and outer cities were thrown into a frenzy, living in fear and anxiety.
Meanwhile, protected by several masters of the Xuan realm, Emperor Jingtai squinted and looked back toward the harem. The black smoke had been suppressed but had not completely vanished.
Yu Wen Cuo Jin had yet to be captured, and the chaos at the Wumen was still ongoing.
He slowly spoke, “Gentlemen, delay will bring change.”
Qian Gong and the other masters of the Xuan realm nodded slightly.
Emperor Jingtai sighed softly, and in his eyes, a second pupil emerged, resembling a brilliant golden sun.
The vast map of the nation, stretching thousands of feet high, rippled in an instant.
The mountains and rivers within seemed real yet transcended reality, making countless hearts feel small, as if they were mere specks before the vast blue sky.
With a gentle movement, it could shake the heavens and the earth, a terrifying force that was both present and elusive.
“Non-court personnel above the third realm, refrain from making a move.”
Emperor Jingtai’s voice, imbued with the authority of the heavenly mandate, echoed throughout the imperial capital.
The overwhelming national fortune surged violently, and invisible yet real projections descended.
Every martial artist above the third realm felt their bodies grow heavy, bound by the rules.
Their power had not vanished; they simply could not act. To do so would result in a backlash from their own ‘Dao.’
The map of the nation had the ability to suppress everyone present, including those at the seventh realm, rendering them as mere mortals.
However, employing such rules was a heavy burden; if there were an eighth realm present, it could backfire.
Restricting the third realm from acting had a similar effect, but the cost was incomparable.
In an instant, the various internal scenes projected outward, and the external scenes extinguished, the chaos escalating to the point of two villages fighting over water sources.
The Tiantian Wei, being officials, were unaffected.
It seemed the situation had been brought under control.
“The heavenly mandate artifacts and divine weapons are indeed two different levels of existence.”
Li Mo recalled the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden-Hooped Rod) from the small world.
That was certainly not a divine weapon, but it didn’t seem as terrifying as a heavenly mandate artifact.
Well, even if he had one, he couldn’t activate it, and thus had not witnessed its wonders.
“It’s not over yet.” Ying Bing, with the essence of the Taiyin (Moon) floating behind her, still had deep, mirror-like eyes.
Li Mo nodded.
Surely, the Huàn Mó Jiào couldn’t have come just to grab women, right?
Well, considering how serious the Huàn Mó Jiào was, even Qin Yuzhi could become the leader; it was hard to say there wasn’t such a possibility.
The key was that it didn’t seem like they had succeeded!
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