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“Dare to question me?”
Lin Qiubai grabbed Shang Yun's arm with one hand while the other hand climbed onto her ample hip and gave it a hard slap.
It was incredibly elastic, and his palm seemed to ripple.
Shang Yun struggled to break free, looking somewhat aggrieved.
“Is it not enough that I believe you?”
“Let’s go. Be ready to strike at any moment; we might encounter a Nirvana Realm Expert. If we do, we must use decisive measures to eliminate them.”
Lin Qiubai suddenly became serious as he followed Shang Yun to the Royal Tomb. Although there were layers upon layers of formations, even Shang Yun could not infiltrate silently.
However, Lin Qiubai directly shattered several spatial nodes, tearing open a gap.
Shang Yun's eyes widened in disbelief; she finally began to believe that Lin Qiubai indeed possessed unique abilities.
This act of tearing apart the formation was simply masterful!
It had nothing to do with cultivation; it was purely supported by his terrifying talent in formation techniques.
“Let’s go. I can sense several strong auras nearby.”
With a flash, Lin Qiubai disappeared from his spot.
Soon, two figures arrived deep within the Royal Tomb's Ancestral Hall without anyone noticing.
This was the only Palace structure, surrounded by artificial hills and trees, with blood-red mist swirling around. The mournful cries of evil crows made the tomb seem extremely eerie and terrifying.
The two gazes fell upon the open space outside the Palace.
There were definitely no outsiders here.
Because the Formation was heavily fortified, and being a secret place of the Palace, even a mosquito flying in would be immediately detected.
Thus, the four powerful individuals stood in the open space and conversed without any reservations.
"The Supreme King and the other two generations of kings, along with... an unfamiliar man."
Shang Yun's expression was grave. The Royal Tomb's crucial location actually allowed someone without merchant bloodline to infiltrate, and these kings showed no anger at all; instead, they appeared friendly and engaged in conversation with that unknown Evil Cultivator.
It must be said that this scene completely overturned Shang Yun's understanding.
But what made Shang Yun even angrier was what they were discussing.
"The Continental Lord above has already been removed. When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; the entire Xianyuan Continent will surely descend into chaos. A nation without a Life Profound Realm expert to oversee it will find it hard to protect itself."
"In truth, who among cultivators isn't evil? Just like the Cultivation of Gu, where countless battles are fought for supremacy, ultimately leading to one achieving success while thousands perish. The so-called methods of Evil Cultivators merely expedite this process of slaughter."
Mang Yan, the infiltrating Evil Cultivator in the Royal Tomb, wore a smile as he persistently sowed discord.
"What's the difference between directly obtaining the blood of billions of Subjects for cultivation and achieving success at the cost of countless lives? Both involve countless deaths and injuries, affecting the innocent. Those who accomplish great things do not sweat the small details!"
"Moreover, if the nation falls, how many people in the entire Xian Sheng Dynasty will survive? Sacrificing a portion to save another portion is not the best choice?"
"Don't forget, you are kings. If a king is indecisive, the nation will be doomed."
An Evil Cultivator actually dared to stand before the Sovereign of the Xian Sheng Dynasty and use twisted logic to 'persuade' him.
Truly audacious.
A layer of frost seemed to cover Shang Yun's delicate face.
"What you say has some merit..."
The Supreme King pondered for a moment; he was indeed tempted.
The allure of wielding power over the world was too great. He wanted to overlook this world and its myriad beings for another five hundred years!
If he could step into the Life Profound Realm, he could rejuvenate himself from old age instantly.
The temptation to live a few more centuries was deadly.
Previously, with the Continental Lord suppressing him, the Evil Cultivator did not dare to act recklessly, and he himself did not dare to associate with them for fear of being struck down by the Continental Lord. Now that the Continental Lord had been removed, his thoughts began to stir.
In fact, the methods of the Evil Cultivator were not entirely unacceptable!
"I have been stagnating in this realm for three hundred years. If I can reach the Life Profound Realm, I can protect the Xian Sheng Dynasty during these chaotic times and live for another five hundred years. Why not?"
As he spoke, the Supreme King’s white hair flowed freely.
It felt like being bathed in a spring breeze.
The wrinkles on his face blossomed like chrysanthemums.
His hunched back straightened a little.
"The Supreme King is truly wise and powerful, understanding the greater situation and not being constrained by trivial matters. He will surely become a great ruler in the future!"
Mang Yan flattered excessively, and the four of them exchanged knowing smiles.
However, a shadow of coldness had already covered Shang Yun's delicate face.
Beneath this collusion of laughter, how many innocent subjects of the Xian Sheng Dynasty were buried?!
To forcibly elevate a Nirvana Realm Ninth Layer expert to the Life Profound Realm would require the vitality of at least five billion commoners!
They must be killed!
Although he was the Supreme King, and although Shang Yun had once respected him, now all she felt was a desire to kill.
"Ambush."
Lin Qiubai pressed his lips together lightly before parting them gently.
Lip language.
With the accompanying expression, it was easy to guess the meaning.
Letting a Life Profound Realm expert ambush a Nirvana Realm Ninth Layer, although somewhat shameless.
But Lin Qiubai didn't care.
And Shang Yun would not resist Lin Qiubai's words. She quietly vanished and struck with lightning speed, launching the ambush.
"Poof!"
A mid-stage Life Profound Realm expert, ambushing a mere Nirvana Realm Ninth Layer—how could he withstand it?
A mouthful of blood, mixed with internal organs, gushed out.
The old man's murky pupils instantly rolled back, revealing large whites of his eyes. His breathing became rapid, as if he were on the verge of losing consciousness.
Mang Yan and the two Successive Monarchs trembled violently, retreating a hundred meters away, their faces filled with fear and horror as they looked at Shang Yun.
"Who are you?"
"I am Shang Yun, your seventeenth daughter. The image of you that once seemed so grand in my eyes has left me deeply disappointed."
Shang Yun felt a deep sense of despair. It was true that the imperial family was corrupt, but colluding with the Evil Cultivator was utterly heinous.
Those were living humans!
"You don't understand; the situation in the Xianyuan Continent is far too complex. The Continental Lord has suddenly been removed, and other countries are restless. A chaos is imminent. If we are defeated, how many of the five hundred billion will survive? To protect the nation, we must sacrifice some to ensure stability."
Shang Yun's father wore an expression of helplessness, his face reflecting the burden of responsibility.
"How many billions of lives do you three need to ascend to the Life Profound Realm?!"
Shang Yun sneered, questioning him directly.
"Just reproduce," Mang Yan suddenly replied with a cold laugh, as if human lives were weightless and insignificant.
"Get lost!"
Shang Yun shouted fiercely, raising her delicate hand to strike at Mang Yan.
The strike was incredibly swift and impossible to evade, landing squarely on Mang Yan's chest.
A surge of Vital Energy poured down, and this blow could kill even someone at the peak of the Nirvana Realm.
As expected, Mang Yan's body shattered into pieces.
However, instead of a surge of blood, a large number of dark Shadow Insects emerged from the fragments of the shell. They were as tiny as dust, exuding a chilling aura of evil, transforming into wisps of light smoke that slowly converged, ultimately reconstituting into a human form, with a face gradually materializing.
"Although you are strong, I am immortal."
Mang Yan said smugly, as his shell was entirely composed of Shadow Insects.
The two could transform into each other, and the Shadow Insects could continuously replenish themselves. As long as the Shadow Insects were not completely exterminated, he would be indestructible.
This was also the fundamental reason he had survived for hundreds of years and cultivated to the Eighth Layer of the Nirvana Realm.
"Hmph!"
Shang Yun lightly furrowed her brows and struck again, shattering the man's shell into pieces with a single palm.
"You cannot kill me; you cannot imagine the extent of my evil. What can a Life Profound Realm expert do to me?
Moreover, I can sense that there is another little fellow nearby."
Mang Yan coldly sneered, with only half of his face floating in the air. The Shadow Insects at the edges emitted an unsettling aura.
He glanced at Lin Qiubai's location, immediately locking onto her with his energy, while his killing intent surged!
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