Published: March 9, 2025
At this moment, the entire Central Capital City was in an uproar, almost ready to explode.
There were still far too many people streaming in, and at any moment, countless people were being killed…
Countless amounts of Corpse Transformation Powder were still being scattered…
In the eight surrounding directions, it was almost like a boiling sea, increasingly intense, pressing toward the central core. This was the chaos ignited by Ji Mo, Gu Duxing, and others, who were spreading the rumor that Master Law Sovereign was a heavenly demon.
Whether you believe it or not is one thing; you can believe it or not, but this kind of thing cannot be forced. However, once the rumor spreads, at the right moment, everyone would start to realize—
This might be true!
This could indeed be true!
This is true!
This is truly the case!
Constant sounds of battle erupted fiercely; it was the Nine Calamity Brothers fighting openly against the enforcers.
“How big is Central Capital City?” Chu Yang asked quietly.
“It’s not that large. But with a total resident population of just over ten million, it can accommodate at most three to four times that before it’s full.” Chu Yang asked and answered himself, “But now the number of outsiders has already far exceeded that figure.”
“So the situation around should be similar.”
“Therefore… if we count all those attracted by this Heavenly Cauldron Grand Assembly, it’s close to a hundred million!”
“From this, we can deduce that almost all the experts from the entire Nine Heavens have gathered here! Those who haven’t come, maybe only one in a hundred, or even one in a thousand!?”
Chu Yang took a deep breath and muttered to himself: “Could it be… truly the will of heaven, or are the higher-ups planning to take advantage of this opportunity to reshuffle the Nine Heavens?”
Thinking of this, Chu Yang suddenly felt a chill.
He recalled one thing: in other dimensions, supreme level martial artists could ascend to the Nine Heavens Pavilion. But in this Nine Heavens Continent, one had to reach the peak of ninth rank supreme and then rely on chance to advance further.
Exceptions!
Why exceptions?
Could exceptions be quelled?
Shaking his head, Chu Yang forbade himself from thinking further; pondering these things was of no use in the current situation. Such futile matters could wait until later!
In the room.
Mo Tianji sat cross-legged, with nine copper coins floating in the golden void before him, rotating slowly and emitting brilliant light.
As they spun, mysterious characters suddenly appeared from the void, then vanished just as quickly.
Before Mo Tianji lay nine small bottles. Inside each bottle was a drop of blood, bright red and dazzling, seemingly using some method that prevented it from solidifying.
Just now, when Ling Mu Yang had come, Mo Tianji certainly sensed it. Aside from believing that Chu Yang could handle it himself and thus had no intention of showing up, he was also doing something even more important.
Among the divine skills of the world, there was an exceptionally strange mental technique.
It was activated by the cultivator, drawing a drop of blood from another person.
Then, using the cultivator's heart blood as a guide, within a certain time frame, they could achieve a heart-to-heart connection.
Mo Tianji was still worried about the safety of his brothers and was willing to exhaust his cultivation to perform this strange technique, striving to ensure their safety.
The copper coins rotated, and although their speed was slow, they gradually pulled out layers of illusory shadows.
As the shadows increased, they became more and more realistic—a haze. Gradually, within the golden light, a hint of blood color emerged.
Gradually, a clear yet faint sound of a heartbeat resonated from the illusory shadows.
Thump, thump, thump…
Mo Tianji let out a muffled groan, popped a ninefold pill into his mouth, then with his left hand holding a knife, he cut open his chest. A heart was beating powerfully within the wound.