79: Chapter 79 The Flowing Realm's Trapped Chief

"Six Hells Demonic Sect?"

True Lord Mingxuan’s mind raced; this reason was plausible.

After all, the Six Hells Demonic Sect and the Biyang Sword Sect were mortal enemies.

Capturing a Demonic Sect True Lord as a token of loyalty was not impossible for him.

True Lord Mingxuan’s expression shifted before he finally nodded.

"Fine, I agree."

"A far-sighted decision, True Lord," Shen Yi said, cupping his fists.

Borrowing the prestige of the Biyang Sword Sect to intimidate others.

This facade was working quite well.

Gao Sheng, since you’ve entered the game of your own accord, don’t think you can escape easily... In Feiguang Prefecture, Shen Moyan withdrew his gaze.

"Very good, the chess piece is in place."

Although Shen Moyan could not cover every detail in this life, he at least wanted to avoid any glaring flaws.

Now that he no longer had Luo Changting’s perspective, he could not influence him through the Consciousness Accumulation.

But judging from Luo Hanchán’s observations over the past few years, Luo Changting’s strength was becoming increasingly unfathomable.

"Although I orchestrated Luo Changting’s current state, and it’s what I wanted to see..."

"But his strength has grown too much; the increase is completely abnormal."

"It’s as if a true Demonic Path giant has undergone Reincarnation to cultivate again."

Shen Moyan recalled the tragedy of Dongshan City he had seen through Luo Hanchán’s eyes that day.

Millions of living beings, not a single survivor.

He didn't believe for a second that it had nothing to do with Luo Changting.

Since the day Luo Changting absorbed the Guizang Realm Demonic Seed, Shen Moyan occasionally felt a gaze watching him.

Initially, Shen Moyan could still share a bit of Luo Changting’s perception through the Six Senses Fireflies, though there was more interference.

But as time progressed, strange images would occasionally flash through Shen Moyan’s mind.

Fragments of a life that didn't belong to Luo Changting at all.

Extremely fragmented and unclear.

To be safe, Shen Moyan quickly paused the sharing of the six senses.

Prudence was always necessary.

If he were to be tainted by the Demonic Seed or suffer Possession while sharing perception, he would be finished.

That was why Shen Moyan thought of using Gao Sheng as a move to keep an eye on Luo Changting.

This way, even if something went wrong with Luo Changting, it could be dealt with in time.

Having True Lord Mingxuan stay vigilant also eliminated the possibility of Luo Changting directly refining the Dao Fruit on the spot.

"I still feel like it's not safe enough."

Shen Moyan took a deep breath, his Divine Thought sinking deep into his storage ring.

Passing over various bottles and jars, he finally locked onto an unremarkable jade box.

The jade box was simple and even a bit old, with no label on it; it was one of the relics from Immortal Master Xucheng’s tomb.

While studying Formations over the years, Shen Moyan had never stopped researching the "Alchemical Sect Notes."

Combined with the vast alchemical knowledge gathered from Wanbao Net and the Kongsang Academy library...

He was no longer the ignorant person he once was.

He could now identify these unlabeled Medicinal Pills through his Divine Sense.

Shen Moyan carefully extended his Divine Sense into the jade box, scrutinizing the Chaos-colored Medicinal Pill inside, which was the size of a dragon's eye.

The pill was silent, yet it seemed as if thousands of runes were flickering within it, emitting a strange Dao Rhyme fluctuation that caused the magic power throughout his body to boil.

"It really is..." A sharp light flashed in Shen Moyan’s eyes, his doubts gone.

"The god-approaching pill!"

According to his research over the years, this pill originated from the Qingxuan Alchemical Sect, which was famous for its alchemy among the Twenty-One Immortal Orthodoxies.

With the Holy Court ruling the world now, the method for refining the god-approaching pill had long been lost.

Those circulating in the world were all ancient remnant pills; once one was used, there would be one fewer.

The god-approaching pill’s effects could be called Heaven-Defying.

In a very short time, at the cost of burning a Cultivator’s magic power and even their Lifespan, it could forcibly manipulate the laws of heaven and earth, causing the user's combat power to explode.

The magnitude depended on the user's Foundation and will—tenfold, dozens of times, or even a hundredfold was possible!

Shen Moyan speculated that this was the trump card that allowed Immortal Master Xucheng to repeatedly escape the Holy Court’s pursuit with only a Purple Mansion Realm cultivation.

It was also the indirect cause of his eventual fall.

The side effects after taking the god-approaching pill were terrifying: at best, one's cultivation would plummet and their Dao Foundation would be damaged; at worst, they would perish on the spot.

God-approaching, god-approaching, as if a god has descended.

"Immortal Master Xucheng, I, Shen, shall graciously accept your legacy today."

Without any hesitation, Shen Moyan took out the jade box.

He held it in his palm, gently nourishing it with his magic power to keep it in its most active state, ready to be consumed at any time... Langya Prefecture, Demon Suppression Department General Headquarters.

Beside the dim candlelight, the man who was correcting dossiers stood up, his white hair fluttering without any wind.

He performed a divination with his fingers, his brow furrowing deeply.

"Vast Sea Covers Langya? Such a grand scheme. Who is behind this?"

In his deduction, he saw a glimpse of the future.

Suddenly, the man’s movements froze.

The department, which should have been solemn and awe-inspiring, was now shrouded in a deathly silence.

The massive palaces seemed to be isolated by an invisible force field, with all sounds inside and out completely extinguished.

"Who goes there?"

His gaze suddenly shot toward a certain spot in the Void Realm outside the hall, his voice cold.

"Haha, Chief Yun’s cultivation is profound; your perception is indeed sharp."

A drifting chuckle, sounding as if it came from the depths of the Nine Abysses, echoed through the hall.

"I have been entrusted by someone to invite the Chief to rest here for a while until the Dao Blight has finished descending."

Before the voice had even faded, the light in the hall suddenly twisted and dimmed.

On the walls, floor, and ceiling, countless distorted, writhing purple runes silently appeared, forming a massive and eerie barrier.

"A person?"

Chief Yun caught the key word.

It was a human, not a member of the Yao Race?

Chief Yun spread his Divine Sense and continued:

"Yin Mo God-Binding Prison Realm... it seems you are from the Six Hells Demonic Sect."

"You actually want to make a move against me?" Chief Yun chuckled.

It had been a long time since he had encountered someone so reckless.

"You overthink things, Chief."

The drifting voice held a hint of mockery.

"This is not an attack, but merely an invitation for you to enjoy tea and discuss the Dao here, while temporarily ignoring external affairs."

"After all, if you were to attend the upcoming drama, how could the play continue?"

Hearing this, Chief Yun’s eyes shifted slightly, and he said calmly:

"I see. Beneath the Yin Mo Prison Realm, there is another layer of great Divine Ability: Flowing Realm Banishment."

"It seems you have been planning this for a long time."

Flowing Realm Banishment, a spatial Divine Ability that banished Cultivators to the endless planes beyond the realm.

Even with the coordinates of the Shanhai Realm, one would be lost for decades or even a century; by the time they returned, it would be too late.

"The Chief has a Wisdom Eye."

The person from the Demonic Sect admitted it frankly.

"I must trouble you to stay here and watch the situation unfold."

"Once the matters in Langya Prefecture are settled, the Divine Ability barrier will naturally dissipate."

"Of course, if the Chief insists on breaking the barrier, although my cultivation is shallow, I might have to risk my life to experience your great Divine Ability."

If the Chief of the Demon Suppression Department were to break the barrier by force, even if he could kill the opponent in an instant, he would inevitably pay a price and be banished beyond Shanhai.

Whether he could return to the Shanhai Realm in time would then be uncertain.

Currently in Langya Prefecture, the only player on the Holy Court's side was the prefect, a Tribulation Law Great Cultivator.

When facing the Yao Emperor of the Yao Race, they would likely repeat the tragedy of Mythical Tree Prefecture.

Thinking of this, Chief Yun was not angered.

In any case, as part of the Demon Suppression Department, he only followed the orders of the Xuanhuang Emperor Lord.

Even in a secular war between the two races, as long as the Yao Race did not do anything out of line, he would not interfere much in the changing of territories in the mortal world.

"The ones who have been trying to hack the Nine Songs Net using the Heavenly Demon Method all these years are also you, right?"

"Why ask when you already know the answer, Chief?" the figure in the shadows chuckled.

He knew that the Chief of the Demon Suppression Department was trying to test him.

"Then, the entity that appeared in Dongshan City fifteen years ago was also you?" Chief Yun continued to probe.

Upon hearing this, the voice in the shadows fell silent.

Seeing this, Chief Yun’s expression also froze.

There’s another master?