Longevity Chronicles

The miasma broke away, and the situation changed abruptly.

The matter overlooked by everyone emerged, yet it was fundamentally unstoppable, and in a moment, the evil consequences were brewed.

Yang Longxi's compensation was fast and satisfactory.

Dozens of Yellow Robed Lamas!

Setting aside the part that had yet to be born, just these were enough to annihilate all the cultivators present.

Yet they did not take action to kill, they all headed to various parts of New Moon Province.

The cultivators made moves to intercept, but each of the lama group was both strong and slippery, and they did not linger in battle.

Save for a few who managed to stop a number of lamas, the rest all escaped.

This outcome immediately caused everyone present to be dumbfounded with shock.

The Mei Su Daoist, who had successfully apprehended a lama, now wore no joy on his face, frowning deeply.

He had previously thought that his trip to New Moon Province was just a routine call for assistance from his junior brother, and he had not anticipated it being this troublesome.

He threw out a cover-shaped treasure, trapping the Yellow Robed Lama, then expelled mana, inciting the Dao Fire Divine Flame to burst forth from within.

But the lama was strong, sat down cross-legged, and directly chanted the Ascending Mysterious Evil Scripture.

A ring of yellow light actually kept all the divine flames completely blocked outside.

Seeing this, the Mei Su Daoist was not surprised, and he spoke loudly to everyone,

"Fellow Daoists, Junior Brother Zhong, don't be too hard on yourselves and damage your Dao Heart without reason."

"This matter is not your fault; those Outer Realm Yellow Robes are powerful evil gods from the Great Abyss, beings of the same tier as our sect's Taishang Dao Ancestor."

"They have billions of offspring, and no one could have expected they would cherish Ying Qingdi's son to this degree."

"These pure blooded descendants of evil gods are difficult to kill by nature, and if there was an expert in Daoist Transformation from the Daoist and Buddhist Major Sects present, perhaps one could have utilized sublime dharma to kill it beforehand."

"But for the likes of us who have yet to achieve the Dao, throughout ancient and modern times, the common practice has been 'expulsion'."

"I see that this wretch, borrowing the will of his original form and the merits of New Moon's reformation, has already obtained immense fortune in this province and is beloved by the people; hence, even the method of expulsion may be difficult to carry out... our only option now is to retreat first and then call for reinforcements."

"Here we have Taishang Dao, Fangcun Mountain, Canxuan Sect, Spirit Treasure Sect, Shaoqing Sect, and many other Daoist friends; send your Cloud Scrolls back to your sects, and if you can call upon powerful sect leaders, this disaster can surely be resolved."

"If not, we will have done our utmost."

What Mei Su said was not without reason.

Anyone with a bit of sense knew that this was all they could do now.

Otherwise, they could only die here, all of them.

Others see them as prodigies of great sects, as if they should not die, as if death were not an option.

But does the world truly operate on such principles?

If sects like Taishang Dao truly had such omnipotence, why would the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty have fallen to such a state?

In this world, earth-shattering events are unfolding at every moment.

Even the Outer Realm Evil Gods can perish, turning into corpses that fall from the sky.

These young cultivators, why should they not meet death?

Divine Ear Sect, Ting Di Sect, and Ten Thousand Miles Sect's strange cultivators also nodded in agreement upon hearing this,

"Pure blood descendants of evil gods are indeed difficult to kill, and if they are favored, they are nearly impossible to kill."

"Everyone should retreat quickly, and call for your masters to dispel the disaster."

"As for the millions of mortals here... alas, that is simply fate, beyond anyone's control."

"After the barrier collapses, the calamities that each province will face are more terrifying than the last; without anyone to turn the tide, the nearly one hundred billion population of the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty may lose half or even more, and it wouldn't be impossible for us to revert to the ancient times of ignorance and ferocity."

"We heard that a reincarnated Ancestor Dragon emerged in New Moon Province and came especially to see, but unexpectedly, not only is it a fraud, but it's even contributing to a disaster."

As these words spread, although the cultivators were reluctant at heart, indeed some began to waver.

Even the Yuan Gong in Tao Qian's arms transmitted a message to him at this moment,

"Lad, listen to this junior from Taishang Dao."

"Even Old Ape misjudged, no, I was deceived by the foundational Qi power of that Yellow Robe."

"Most evil gods from the Great Abyss have billions of offspring, and their most cherished special offspring receive exceptional care."

"How could you young ones possibly contend? Being able to coincidentally overcome the first level of the Outer Realm Yellow Robe's wishes was already a testament to your extraordinary methods."

"Now that the Outer Realm Yellow Robe has shed its pride and, though not personally making a move, forced a Daoist Transformation cultivator to make compensation, it has provided enough benefits for its offspring to use their fierce evil techniques."

"I know you are kind-hearted, but you also must not blame yourself too much. Long ago, I wanted to remind you that this realm has never been a place of peace and beauty, not even during the two thousand years when the Ancestor Dragon created the Ancestor God Forbidden Techniques, the lives of the mortal people didn't actually improve much."

"Now that the forbidden technique is broken, the world is bound to become worse; do you think sects like Taishang Dao, Spirit Treasure Sect, and Great Freedom will be able to hold on for long... cough cough, in short, if you continue to harbor thoughts of 'saving suffering mortals' and 'exterminating evil demons', you may not be far from obsession leading to madness and the collapse of your Dao Heart."

"Although you cultivate the Scripture of Salvation, you can't even save yourself now, so who can you save?"

...

Indeed!

Whether it was Mei Su, those strange cultivators who knew many secrets, or Yuan Gong in his arms.

What they said was sound and made perfect sense.

Even the steadfast Daoists like Chen Xiyi and Qi Daozhen, though deeply despondent after hearing it, had already planned to retreat first and then come back to resolve the calamity.

However, the so-called uninterested speaker may provoke deep thoughts in the listener.

There were two people who, after hearing and seeing all this, reacted differently.

One was Zhong Ziyang!

At this moment, he knew that the catastrophe had occurred, not only would the Ancestor Dragon Society be finished, but New Moon Province would follow suit.

Listening to the words like "original will", "New Moon innovation", "beloved by the people", "deceiving the world", "fated so", every word seemed like a blade, piercing into his body, gouging at his heart.

His face had already become twisted, staring intently at Ying Qingdi wrapped in a Yellow Robe.

Muttering,

"How could this happen? How could this be?"

"Without my full support, would New Moon Province have fallen to this state?"

"No!"

"It's my fault, it's Ying Qingdi's fault, it's both of our faults."

Saying this, in Zhong Ziyang's mind, vividly were the imagined scenes within each city in New Moon Province at this moment.

Those city-dwelling mortals, they knew nothing at all.

Millions of them were all immersed in the joy that the Ancestor Dragon Society's Immortals' rebellion had succeeded, and good days were coming.

They were all looking forward to the future, perhaps everyone had already set up a Longevity Tablet for Zhong Ziyang, Ying Qingdi, and others in their own homes.

They had no food or treasure to offer as Tribute, but a small offering, night and day incense, sincere blessings would not be lacking.

In such an atmosphere!

Those who pretended to be saints, the Yellow Robed Lamas, descended one after another, chanting the so-called "Yellow Heaven Secret Scroll·Ascension Volume," and within one day, perhaps they could turn the entire population of New Moon Province, millions of people, into those ugly, nauseating, mindless servants.

And the mastermind behind all this, the chief culprit, was him, Zhong Ziyang.

Earlier, Zhong Ziyang's Dao Heart had been damaged upon learning of Ying Qingdi's true nature and remained unhealed.

At this moment, as his thoughts reached this point, this disciple of Taishang Dao who was originally a medical practitioner and had saved countless lives, could no longer hold on.

He mutated and became a Fallen Demon in an instant.

On the surface of his Taoist Body, visible to the naked eye, ominous white hair wildly sprouted.

In a flash, it seemed as though another white-haired Ghost Zombie had emerged in the arena.

As Zhong Ziyang's senior brother, Daoist Mei Su naturally noticed first, his face abruptly changing, showing a rare loss of composure.

"Not good, Ziyang has mutated."

"How can this be? This is impossible, Junior Brother Ziyang, a Taoist Doctor of dual cultivation, is the least likely to become a Fallen Demon..."

Despite his disbelief, Mei Su still moved with the fastest speed to appear in front of Zhong Ziyang.

One hand formed a Dao Seal, ready to strike at Zhong Ziyang's brow center.

The other hand simply snatched away the Demon Suppressing Immortal Sword, the blade turning, ready to pierce Zhong Ziyang's Taoist Body.

This Immortal Sword, not only could suppress demons, but also had the remarkable effect of saving Fallen Demon Practitioners.

But in the next moment!

Both his actions were obstructed.

Zhong Ziyang's white hair fiercely converged, with a clang blocking the Demon Suppressing Immortal Sword; these white hairs were not only a sign of mutation but also possessed power similar to the "Yin-Yang Micro Dust Needle."

And Mei Su's Dao Seal was blocked by another entity.

That thing!

It overflowed from Zhong Ziyang's brow center, appearing to be an ancient and faint Daoist Heart Lamp.

Only the lamp flame was scarlet.

Flickering Flashing, infinitely sinister.

When this Heart Lamp appeared, Zhong Ziyang, originally at the Perfection of Cavernous Mystery with severe injuries, completely transformed.

Not only were his injuries fully healed, but the Qi within his body also crazily surged.

In a moment, he completely transcended the threshold of "Ultimate Happiness Realm."

A breakthrough on the spot?

This should have been a joyful event, but looking at Daoist Mei Su's expression now.

How could it be just ugly?

It seemed he saw a prospect that even he found desperate, with anger, self-blame, and confusion all rising in his eyes.

He stared blankly at the Heart Lamp, lamenting,

"Junior brother, why must you do this?"

"You have mutated into a Fallen Demon, but your senior brother still has a Magic Skill to save you."

"But now that you have summoned the 'Taishang Primordial Life Returning Lamp,' not even the Sect Master can save you. How should I explain this to our master, how to our Sect?"

As Mei Su spoke, he still wanted to do something.

Sadly, at this moment, he was no match for his junior brother.

Zhong Ziyang with a mere wave of his hand, White Needles burst forth in the tens of thousands, instantly setting up an enormous and fierce "Yin-Yang Micro Dust Array," directly pushing Mei Su away.

At the same time, a hoarse, sinister voice rose:

"Senior brother, do you know that the great disaster of sin here should not have happened."

"It was I, Zhong Ziyang, who was blind, not seeing through Brother Green Emperor's bloodline origin."

"There were so many signs earlier, all of which I neglected."

"I am the chief culprit with Ying Qingdi."

"I have made a vow to kill him."

"You can leave, but I, Zhong Ziyang, cannot."

"Let's die, let's die together."

…

Muttering, Zhong Ziyang, who had become exceedingly sinister, did not wait for Mei Su to reply.

He reached out to hold the Heart Lamp, turned around to face Ying Qingdi in the pus-yellow Evil Lake.

Step by step he walked over, white hair wildly sprouting from his body, then falling off, turning into "Yin-Yang Micro Dust Needles," merging into the Big Array.

In just a couple of breaths, the number of white micro dust needles climbed to a million.

The power of this Array was unimaginable.

When Zhong Ziyang stepped into the Evil Lake without any regard,

The Linglong Gourd in his other hand suddenly exploded, and sixteen thousand White Needles he refined with his Essence Blood swarmed out, then each slowly, piercing into Zhong Ziyang's body.

During this process, a scream chilling enough to make anyone's blood run cold echoed.

This was torture!

It was the punishment torture Zhong Ziyang imposed on himself.

The White Needles were originally snow-white.

At this moment, they were stained with blood.

When the sixteen thousand White Needles pierced through Zhong Ziyang's body, broke through, and carried the mutated Essence Blood into the massive Array,

The Yin-Yang Micro Dust Array instantly became a blood Array.

An unimaginable scarlet Qi directly tinted the three thousand miles around Shangyang City crimson.

Zhong Ziyang, grinning madly, carried the Array and charged at Ying Qingdi.

"Brother Green Emperor!"

"Come, let's die together, let this life be returned."