Calamity of Tomorrow

Ming Yue Immortal's eyes revealed a trace of disbelief.

She still had many spells she hadn't cast, many secret techniques she hadn't used, and she hadn't even drawn her aberrant weapon; was she really about to be defeated here?

With an unwilling look in her eyes and a flash of red light, Ming Yue Immortal scattered into a pool of broken flesh, and the whole world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Below the arena, countless people stared dumbfounded at this scene, their minds seemingly plunged into a void.

In the five great cities, all sorts of workers, students, teachers, and cultivators widened their eyes, watching the projection in the sky.

At this moment, billions of humans witnessed that epoch-making event, the representation of the highest martial might in the world, the ruling class of the Heavenly Court, an existence countless humans longed for, worshipped, and feared.

An Immortal, actually slain by a mortal.

When Ming Yue Immortal's blood and flesh scattered across the arena, a great shock took hold of innumerable human hearts.

Everyone who saw this scene felt as if something inside them had changed.

Xiang Tiandi's gaze sharpened, and the space around him seemed to turn ice cold, "Li Xiuzhu... actually had such a move?"

At this moment, Li Xiuzhu had transformed into Ying Long, executing a move that combined his dragon's might with the Great Sky Flipping Fist Intent, a technique he hadn't shown in all his previous exchanges with Xiang Tiandi.

Clearly, this was a secret technique Li Xiuzhu had kept hidden; now that he had unleashed it, he achieved a stunning victory.

Normally, just to shock an Immortal's consciousness wasn't much, because even if Ming Yue Immortal were to be stunned for a second or two, she couldn't possibly be killed by a mortal.

But the Blood Transformation Divine Sword in Li Xiuzhu's hand was also an aberrant weapon that almost completely disregarded defensive power.

The combination of the two resulted in the astonishing outcome before them.

Xiang Haocu asked, "Father, should we shut down the projection?"

Xiang Tiandi's gaze shifted slightly, he was just about to order the projection to be closed when he suddenly said, "No need for now." What he was thinking was that the news of Ming Yue's death had already been thunderously spread across the world, and stopping the projection wouldn't help matters.

However, if they could kill Li Xiuzhu at the fastest speed following this, it might reduce the impact of Ming Yue Immortal's death.

And after all, Ming Yue's demise wasn't necessarily impossible to obfuscate...

Elsewhere, Tu Tianmo abruptly stood up, his eyes flashing with furious rage, his killing intent seemed to soar into the heavens, stirring up the clouds in the sky and whipping up gusts of wind on the ground.

Tu Tianmo clenched his teeth, an intense coldness seeming to emanate from the corners of his mouth, "Li! Xiuzhu!"

Beside him, Heavenly Demon was surprised by the sight; he had never seen such an expression on his father's face. But reflecting on the shocking moment of Ming Yue Immortal's demise, perhaps the change in Tu Tianmo wasn't so surprising after all.

Tu Tianmo looked at the Ying Long on the arena, the murderous intent in his eyes growing increasingly intense, taking a step forward, he had already reached mid-air.

Xiang Tiandi, not known when, had also arrived behind him, looking at him and saying, "Brother Tu, are you going to take action?"

Tu Tianmo said coldly, "Not only has Li Xiuzhu become a monster himself, but he's also deluded the masses, activating the demonic bloodlines in countless mortals. Now he has even killed Ming Yue..."

Tu Tianmo's palm opened, and the sky dimmed in response, as though the light that once existed in the world had gathered in his hand, forming a sword.

Tu Tianmo said with a chilly tone, "Today, I must slay him."

Xiang Tiandi said, "Ming Yue's death has had a big impact. If you plan to enter the arena, you must kill Li Xiuzhu quickly. How confident are you?"

As he spoke, Xiang Tiandi suddenly drew a bone sword from within the Luotian Realm.

At the sight of this sword, Tu Tianmo frowned, "What is this?" Refining swords from bones was always considered a heretical practice, and instinctively Tu Tianmo did not like it.

Xiang Tiandi said indifferently, "When Li Xiuzhu rebelled and caused chaos, the entire Li Family of Central City was executed by the Ministry of Thunder.

At that time, I felt that this Li Xiuzhu should not be underestimated. Since he was to be executed anyway, I thought why not refine this Vajra White Bone Sword using the Li Family's remains, sealing within it a few lingering souls of the Li Family. If used to battle Li Xiuzhu, as long as you infuse it with the power of the Primordial Spirit, you can attack his mind with his own family's thoughts."

"After Li Xiuzhu set up this Heavenly Arena, I thought it might be useful to find this sword."

Tu Tianmo, frowning, said, "You are really well-prepared."

"I never fight unprepared," Xiang Tiandi said, "With the Vajra White Bone Sword in your hands, you'll have a greater assurance of swift victory. I can display the 72 Transformations of Earthly Fiends and temporarily take the place of Immortal Ming Yue, claiming that the one just killed was merely a clone. This way, we can mitigate most of the impact."

Tu Tianmo's instinct was to refuse, whether it was the Vajra White Bone Sword, a treasure that defied human decency, or lying in front of the whole world pretending that Immortal Ming Yue had not been killed, none of it suited his nature.

But it seemed that Xiang Tiandi understood Tu Tianmo's thoughts and said, "The boundary between humans and gods, the majesty of the heavens, cannot be tarnished. Think about it—if we don't suppress the negative impact of today's events, how many foolish mortals will attempt to activate their demonic bloodlines?"

"Mortals are greedy and foolish. Without the use of deception, without guiding them as one would herd sheep, they can never make the right choices."

"Every foolish mortal who plans to activate their demonic bloodlines because of today's events will become a malignancy in the world, causing even greater harm."

Tu Tianmo frowned, "The Vajra White Bone Sword is too offensive to the celestial harmony..."

Xiang Tiandi said lightly, "Do we need to talk about righteousness in dealing with Li Xiuzhu, who is trying to overturn the human race and revive the demons? Since he wants to become a demon, he is no longer one of us; no method of killing him is excessive.

If his family knew their bodies could be used to atone, in the underworld, they would only feel comfort."

Xiang Tiandi stuffed the Vajra White Bone Sword into Tu Tianmo's hand, "I still remember every member of the Li Family. Before their deaths, they never bore resentments against the heavens.

What they hated most was Li Xiuzhu who brought ruin upon their entire family. They wished they could devour his flesh, gnaw his bones. With the sword they forged, take revenge for them."

Tu Tianmo sighed, taking the Vajra White Bone Sword in hand. The light sword in his hand had already attached itself to the Vajra White Bone Sword, and his gaze toward Li Xiuzhu was filled with ever-increasing murderous intent.

"Li Xiuzhu, oh Li Xiuzhu, for the sake of your ambition, just how many people have you led to death."

Watching the retreating figure of Tu Tianmo, Xiang Tiandi's lips curled slightly upward, and he suddenly sent a telepathic message, "Remember, use magical artifacts to observe the outside, do not use your physical body to listen or look. Zhou Bai could come to support at any time, and he might already be present. Be cautious of his ambush."

'Tiang Tiandi is truly cautious.' Tu Tianmo nodded, indicating he understood.