“A-a Divine Method!” Seven-Scar Elder’s expression froze. His eyes were filled with disbelief, and even his beard trembled. “How is this possible?! How could a Divine Method exist in this world?!”

Just a glimpse of the opening section made Seven-Scar Elder’s heart race with excitement and longing, as if he had seen his childhood sweetheart.

“It really is a Divine Method!” He hadn’t experienced such heart-racing, mouth-watering feelings for countless years. Then, he murmured, “You’re right. I suddenly want to leave the Seeking Dao Palace and run somewhere remote...”

If he could study it seriously, the benefits would be immense. For the first time in ages, he felt like a withered tree sprouting new life.

Long Can turned serious. “Before the Four Generals of Lei Clan arrive, it’s not too late to leave. Let’s combine our resources and exchange for this Divine Method!”

Seven-Scar Elder hesitated. “This...”

Though doing so would mean betraying the Blood-Clothed Sword God, the temptation stirred him like an old root gaining new vitality.

Suddenly, his gaze became firm as he thought of something. “The Blood-Clothed Sword God might be able to prevail against the four generals?”

Long Can immediately shot him down. “How could that be? Even Great Venerable Crimson Flare died in their hands. How is the Blood-Clothed Sword God even going to resist them?”

“Well, unlike Great Venerable Crimson Flare, he can produce a Divine Method. In fact, have you ever seen anyone produce one?”

A terrifying thought flashed across Long Can’s mind. “Could it be...”

HHe recalled a forbidden figure who had nearly overturned the calamity. Could it be that the Blood-Clothed Sword God was connected to that person?

Seven-Scar Elder murmured, “Three hundred thousand years ago, the Canglan World produced one exception, but he ultimately failed. Is another exception about to appear?” 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Long Can fell silent, his thoughts racing.

Seven-Scar Elder sighed. “The last time the Great Calamity struck, Canglan suffered grievous losses. If we fail to resist it again, then this world will truly have no hope left.”

He decided to remain within the Yuan God Sharing Society.

In the next moment, the sky above Qinghong City shifted abruptly, just like his expression. Purple lightning spread across the heavens, dying the cityscape below violet.

A thunderous voice rolled across the entire city. “Blood-Clothed Sword God, come out and die!”

Ordinary cultivators trembled in fear.

“Is a divine battle about to begin?”

“A Venerable is challenging the Blood-Clothed Sword God!”

“Who is it?!”

They raised their heads carefully, suppressing their auras and not daring to speak. After all, Yin Spirits existed on an entirely different plane of existence from them. Should a Yin Spirit desire it, a single blow could cast Qinghong City into an abyss.

Thousands of miles away, Jasmine watched with a complicated gaze. “What a pity. The Four Generals of Lei Clan have arrived.”

The figure within the ancient mirror said, “I suddenly hope the Blood-Clothed Sword God wins.”

Jasmine was surprised. “Oh?”

For the first time, his voice wavered slightly. “His Divine Method bore no resemblance to the methods of this world. He might be from the upper world. If I seize his body, perhaps I can take you back to the upper world.”

A sharp light flashed in Jasmine’s eyes.

***

Setting down the jade slip, Qi Yuan lazily stared at the sky. “Finally decided to show up? How slow.”

He flew into the sky. Several thousand meters away stood four terrifying figures. Their long hair hung loose, their black-pool-like pupils lacking any focus. Countless scars marred their bare chests, each a mark of brutal battles. Above all, each of them emitted the aura of peak Step Six, just one step away from Mythic.

In the upper world, where Yin Spirits were considered formidable, such ferocious beings would be top-tier experts. A peak Step Six Great Venerable would already rank among the middle-to-upper levels of a sacred land.

Hidden information appeared in Qi Yuan’s eyes.

[Body of Lei Shengyu. He was once a Mythic powerhouse. After having his foundation seized, he was refined into a puppet and became a claw of the Dark Sun.]

He narrowed his eyes. The so-called Four Generals of the Lei Clan were already dead, their bodies turned into instruments of war by the Dark Sun. Used as resources while alive, then turned into puppets after death. Servants of the calamity? What a tragic fate.

“By order of the Dark Sun, Blood-Clothed Sword God has brought disaster upon the world and must be executed!” the leader shouted, his voice rumbling through the entire world.

Qi Yuan’s surroundings changed into the void world. The Heavenly Dao of the Canglan World was extremely powerful. If a Mythic power exceeded Yin Spirit levels, they would be dragged into the void world.

Despite facing such terrifying enemies, Qi Yuan remained relaxed. “Do you have consciousness? If you do, tell me where the headquarters of the Dark Sun is. I have a white moonlight there. I need to meet him.”

The four generals stared blankly. Lightning flooded the area like a sea of thunder.

Just then, a rusty mechanical bird appeared, remarking teasingly, “They don’t have consciousness.”

It was the same mechanical bird that had appeared when Qi Yuan fought Wujun.

The moment Qi Yuan’s gaze landed on it, another hidden information was revealed.

[A wondrous creation controlled by Li Qiuqian, a core disciple of Taihuang Palace in the upper world.]

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes. So that’s the force behind the Great Calamity?

The mechanical bird landed on the leader’s shoulder, its tone filled with mockery. “In the upper world, someone like you would make me not even dare breathe too loudly. Unfortunately, this place is nothing more than a pig farm.”

As a core disciple of Taihuang Palace, that was how Li Qiuqian had always perceived the Canglan World. All living beings here would eventually be fed to the Great Calamity. Hence, disciples like them would occasionally descend to the lower world, controlling wondrous creations to kill Great Venerables.

In the upper world, they would only be Violet Palace cultivators, or perhaps newly advanced Yin Spirits. Yet after descending into the lower world and controlling these creations through the Dark Sun, that was no longer the case. The Great Venerables, whom they once had to look up to, could be ended with a single gesture.

Such an intoxicating feeling it was!