200: Chapter 200: Devastating News Arrives, Two Months to Go

Su Changge thought that the current situation was already a guaranteed victory.

Of the Four Princes, three were kneeling and one was crippled; they were no longer a concern. The Old Priest had even become a loyal follower, his respectful demeanor plain for all to see.

Next, he only needed to sit here and play the role of "King" well, gathering various secrets of this realm from these vampires, especially the method to leave.

When the time was right, he could withdraw and return to his homeland.

This plan could be considered comprehensive.

He had even begun to envision his life after returning: with nearly ten million emotion points in hand, he could buy houses and land, and perhaps even secure a leisurely position in the cultivation world, living freely from then on.

However, just as he was secretly feeling pleased with himself, a blood-red warning exploded before his eyes without any sign.

The border of that warning burned with ominous black flames, every word like blood.

[!!! High-Risk Warning !!!]

[Warning: Because the Host triggered the high-energy reaction "Heavenly Punishment" special effect, although it was an illusion, its dissipated energy fluctuations have been captured by this world's spatial Laws.]

[Warning: This energy fluctuation has formed a clear beacon, and the process of exposing the Host's original world coordinates has been greatly accelerated!]

[Warning: The final charging of the invasion channel is shortening!]

The composure on Su Changge's face almost shattered on the spot.

His chest tightened suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat, as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart.

A chill instantly shot through his spine, and the blood throughout his body seemed to stagnate for a moment.

Coordinates exposed... accelerated?

Before he could think further, the content on the blood-red warning changed again. A huge, eye-catching countdown appeared, its blood-like color making his eyes sting.

[Planar Invasion Countdown]

[Original Remaining Time: Approximately three months]

[Revised Remaining Time: 58 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes, 58 seconds]

"57..."

"56..."

The crimson numbers ticked down ruthlessly; every passing second felt like a heavy hammer striking his heart.

Fifty-eight days.

Less than two months left.

At this moment, Su Changge's expression became extremely grim.

He forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his fingertips turning slightly white from gripping tightly, so as not to let his profound and inscrutable expression collapse completely.

In two months, those terrifying, real Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons from the memories of the Xuantian Old Ancestor would invade his original world.

Meanwhile, he himself was currently trapped in the demons' lair, caught in a dilemma.

This was simply a massive joke.

Su Changge laughed bitterly in his heart. He was just putting on a show and using a special effect; how did he end up digging himself into such a desperate situation?

Escape.

He had to escape immediately.

But... how?

He hadn't even grasped the basic situation of this world. Even if he knew the way to leave, with his Qi Refining First Layer cultivation, could he really escape? He feared that before he could even return to his own world, he would become the first "god" to be crushed into powder between his own "believers" and the invading army.

Su Changge's gaze slowly swept over the people below.

The Old Priest was still passionately speaking of the future, the fervor in his eyes almost overflowing. The Three Princes prostrated on the ground, filled with worship and awe, wishing they could follow him back to their homeland immediately. In the corner lay that unlucky fellow who had been half-crippled by his scare.

This was his entire team now.

A group of powerful thugs who had been completely fooled by him.

Rely on them? They were relying on him to lead their entire race to reclaim their glory. If he were to confess now that he was a fake, his fate would likely be worse than being captured by the demons.

This was a dead end.

Su Changge felt a splitting headache.

He forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, repeating this several times before he finally regained some composure.

There were still fifty-eight days.

Time was tight, but it wasn't a certain death sentence yet. He had to find a way out within these less than two months.

Either find a real trump card to save his life.

Or, completely fool this group of vampires into becoming the sturdiest cannon fodder that could block everything for him.

His eyes darkened once more; this time, it wasn't a pretense, but genuine worry from the bottom of his heart.

Su Changge turned around and cast his gaze into the endless darkness deep within the cave, leaving everyone with a solitary and majestic back. That figure was as upright as a pine tree, his sleeves fluttering without wind, as if he were contemplating the future of the entire race and staring at an ancient enemy from across the ages.

Seeing this, the vampires below became even more excited.

"The King... must be considering how to lead us back to our homeland."

"This depth, this majesty—truly worthy of our King!"

But inside, Su Changge was roaring frantically.

"This hand is too hard to play."

He knew he had no way back. From the moment he sat on the throne and released that special effect, he had been firmly tied to this runaway chariot.

The only choice was to grit his teeth and keep going.

He needed to grasp the situation of this world as soon as possible: the power System, the strength of enemies, hidden trump cards, and most importantly—the method to leave.

Su Changge slowly turned around, his gaze falling on the crowd once more. His eyes remained deep and calm, as if the panic from before had never existed.

"Rise," his voice was deep and authoritative. "This King has been gone for many years and is still unclear about many matters of this realm."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the Old Priest and The Three Princes. "You all, report in detail."

The Old Priest immediately replied respectfully, "Yes, my King."

He stood up tremblingly, bowing his aged body, not daring to be the least bit negligent.

"Reporting to my King," the Old Priest's voice carried excitement, "this realm is named the 'Blood Abyss Realm,' an exiled forbidden land. The energy here is violent, and the Laws are chaotic; ordinary creatures find it difficult to survive."

"Our race was exiled here and has endured for 108,000 years..."

Su Changge listened quietly, appearing calm and unhurried, while his mind quickly recorded every detail.

Blood Abyss Realm. Land of exile. Violent energy.

This information was all crucial.

He had to figure out the rules of this world as quickly as possible.

Time—only fifty-eight days were left.

Su Changge's fingertips tapped silently on the cold armrest of the throne.

The chill spread from his fingertips, yet his face remained as calm as a still well.

The Old Priest's raspy voice had been echoing in the hall for nearly half an hour. He spoke of the collapse of the Blood Abyss Realm's Laws, the decline of the clan's Bloodline, the depletion of resources, and the harassment from local demonic creatures.

Every single matter, in great detail.

Su Changge seemed to listen intently, nodding occasionally, fully displaying a monarch's bearing.

But his entire mind was fixed on the frantically ticking crimson countdown deep in his head.

58 days, 23 hours, 12 minutes, 47 seconds.

46.

45.

With every tick of the numbers, his heart suddenly tightened.

The Cangxuan Dao Domain he had transmigrated to was certainly a place where the strong preyed on the weak, but it was ultimately where he had established himself.

There, he had the one hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones he had saved for three years, the small courtyard he rented, and Auntie Wang in the market who always threw in two extra stalks of Jade Vegetables when she sold him spirit rice.

If these bloodthirsty monsters were really allowed to rush over, the small courtyard would turn to scorched earth, Auntie Wang would become food, and the billions of lives in the entire Cangxuan Dao Domain would have no chance of survival.

Su Changge tried his best to suppress the surging fear in his heart; the tapping of his fingertips paused for a moment.

He had to immediately find out if the "spatial rift" the vampires spoke of and the "invasion channel" the System warned about were the same thing.