84: Heavenly Secret Warning

Underground Mo City, central formation core.

Mo Yuan's consciousness had just detached from the exquisite analysis of the 'Five Elements Escape Technique,' converting it into nourishment for the 'Thunderous Genesis Longevity Incantation,' causing the cyan-gold lightning arcs circulating around his body to become increasingly rounded and restrained, carrying a trace of elusive Five Elements iridescent light.

The massive flow of information fed back by the Thunder Talisman Network continued to operate steadily within his Sea of Consciousness. The territory of the three commanderies seemed completely under his control, and everything was progressing towards a more efficient and powerful direction.

However, at this seemingly calm moment—a sensation, extremely subtle yet sharp enough to pierce the Soul, struck without warning, stabbing into the core of Mo Yuan's perception like an ice pick!

It did not come from the Thunder Talisman Network, nor was it an alert from any sequence unit.

This sensation... originated from a higher, more distant, yet more absolute plane!

It was as if the entire world itself was emitting a silent, yet destructive, sigh!

Almost at the same instant!

Screech—!!!!

A shrill, sharp, and mournful screech, filled with extreme fear and despair, suddenly erupted from the dome where the Thunderclap Sparrows nested at the top of Mo City!

This was not the call of a single Thunderclap Sparrow, but rather... all of them!

An entire clan, regardless of strength, regardless of whether they were on duty, at this moment, simultaneously emitted a heart-wrenching collective wail!

The sound converged into a torrent of desperate sonic waves, instantly sweeping through the entire underground capital!

Even the thick rock walls could not completely isolate this scream of fear, which originated from the instinct of their Bloodline!

Mo Yuan suddenly looked up, his dark golden pupils contracting sharply!

Through the Soul link, he clearly 'saw'—inside the nesting dome, thousands of Thunderclap Sparrows were acting like they had gone mad, frantically crashing against the rock walls, tearing at each other's feathers, with silver feathers falling down like snowflakes!

Their eyes, which were originally sharp and flashing with lightning, now held only boundless fear and Chaos, as if they had seen the most terrifying sight in the world!

Many weak Thunderclap Sparrows even had their hearts burst, dying on the spot and falling from the air!

A collective wail!

This was the highest level of... Heavenly Secrets Warning that the Thunderclap Sparrow, a sequence creature possessing a thin Bloodline of the ancient Thunder Roc and the most sensitive to world energy and disasters, could emit!

What happened?!

Mo Yuan's mind was instantly heightened to the extreme!

The Thunder Talisman Network was pushed to its limit, frantically scanning every corner of the three commanderies!

Was it an invasion by a powerful enemy? Internal rebellion? Or a change in the earth's veins?

Nothing!

Everything was normal!

Within the territory, apart from the soldiers and civilians who were disturbed by the wailing of the Thunderclap Sparrows and fell into a brief commotion, there was no abnormal energy eruption, no foreign enemies, no internal Chaos!

But that cold, Soul-shuddering sensation was becoming clearer and clearer!

Heavier and heavier!

Immediately after, more anomalies occurred!

Those vines that spread across the outer perimeter of Mo City, which had already transformed into a fortress of Thunder Wood Demon, now acted as if they had encountered a natural enemy; all their extended branches, leaves, and lightning flower buds suddenly retracted and curled up!

The lightning patterns flickering on their surfaces became extremely unstable, dimming and brightening, and some small branches even began to spontaneously combust without fire, emitting crackling, charred sounds!

What they transmitted was no longer vigilant Battle Intent, but... a kind of despair bordering on the withering of plants!

In the purification area, the platinum halos emitted by the sub-clones of the World-Cleansing Lotus swayed violently, like a candle in the wind, and the lotus petals even began to curl slightly and turn yellow!

They could purify filth, but they seemed unable to resist this malice coming from the world itself!

In the smelting room, the five imprisoned Self-Detonating Bats became extremely manic, frantically crashing against the binding runes, the light of the unstable Pseudo Golden Core within their bodies surging, as if they could be detonated prematurely by this invisible pressure at any moment!

Even the Thunderfire Qilin, which had just taken shape and radiated the pressure of a Golden Core, let out a low and uneasy roar, the light on its wings of thunder and fire dimming slightly, instinctively lowering its body into a defensive posture.

The entire Mo Sect sequence, all units, regardless of strength or attribute, were expressing the same emotion in different ways—extreme, natural-enemy-like fear!

Mo Yuan's expression finally changed.

It was not a local crisis, nor an internal problem.

This was... an exclusion from the world directed at the existence of the entire Mo Sect!

It was... malice at the level of rules!

His consciousness operated frantically, his Chaos Lightning Body deducing at an unprecedented speed, combining the warning from the Thunderclap Sparrows, the reactions of all sequences, and his own vague sense of Heavenly Secrets...

A cold term, enough to make any Cultivator Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, crashed into his Sea of Consciousness like an iceberg weighing billions of tons—Heavenly Dao Thunder Punishment!

It was a Heavenly Retribution directed at him for forcibly spawning one hundred thousand Pseudo-Immortals, disrupting Yin and Yang, using Demonic Path methods to tamper with the life fates of living beings, and condensing the Luck of a pseudo-dynasty!

This was not a man-made disaster, but a Heavenly execution!

Rumble...

As if to verify his speculation, through the Thunder Talisman Network, he vaguely 'heard'—above the Nine Heavens, beyond the clouds, beyond the limits of Mortal perception, an indescribable, vast lightning will, enough to crush stars, was slowly condensing!

Endless clouds of destructive lightning were forming, locking onto this land, locking onto all living beings on this land who were branded with the 'Pseudo-Immortals' mark!

The countdown to destruction had already begun!

Mo Yuan stood up abruptly from the formation core, his deep purple Thunder God Arm clenching involuntarily, arcs of electricity suppressed to the extreme jumping across it.

He looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through hundreds of feet of rock layers, seeing the terrifying lightning light representing the Heavenly Dao's judgment brewing in the endless high sky.

The entire Underground Mo City fell into a deathly silence, with only the occasional dying wail of the Thunderclap Sparrows echoing.

All sequence creatures felt the unprecedented gravity and... cold Battle Intent radiating from their master!

Wang Linger felt the fear of impending doom through the Soul link, collapsing on the palace throne, her face devoid of color.

The Vajra Battalion soldiers gripped their sabers, the fanaticism in their eyes replaced by fear, yet they could not escape due to the lightning curse mark.

The Worker Bee swarm lay dormant, trembling.

'Is Heaven... going to destroy my Mo Sect?'

Endless despair shrouded the heart of every living being who knew the truth.

Mo Yuan stood in the dead silence, but the aura around him became increasingly cold and condensed.

Deep within his dark golden pupils, the Chaos gray light spun frantically, no longer showing any hesitation or wavering, leaving only a kind of near-manic paranoia and calculation.

Heavenly Dao Thunder Punishment?

You want to destroy my Dao path?

Then... let's see you try!

'Activate... the highest emergency plan.'

'Objective... resist the Heavenly punishment!'

'All resources... shift towards defense and response!'

'sequence... at all costs... survive!'

The cold order, like the final war drum, resounded thunderously across this land abandoned by the world!

The battle for survival, with the opponent being the world itself!