All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes-Chapter 926 - 214 Origin Judgment Land, Milo Heavenly Book (5200)_2

"Could it be..." An Jing asked solemnly, and Mou Yunying nodded: "Think carefully, when an upper sect like the Taiming Sect clashes with a top-tier middle sect like our Bright Mirror Sect, regardless of the result, the final victor will gain unparalleled destiny. If our Bright Mirror Sect wins, the Haotian Mirror might be restored by the power of the Three-Life, gaining the Lingxiao foundation. Conversely, if the Taiming Sect prevails, the entire Dust Li will be in their grasp, and it wouldn’t be surprising for a Lingxiao to emerge from the Three-Life Mirror."

"However, that Lingxiao, at the moment of achievement, will experience Immortal Fall."

An Jing’s heart sank.

Mou Yunying wasn’t lying; considering all the information and signs from various sides, this matter is highly likely.

What the Shangxuan Sect desires has never been merely simple interests, but rather the turbulence and chaos in other continents, allowing them to act as they please and seize foundational items similar to the Haotian Mirror Fragment.

If the Lingxiao of the Taiming Sect and that of the South Wilderness Hongzhou undergo Immortal Fall, no matter how other Heavenly Ancestors react, at least the Great Chen Dynasty would be severely troubled, especially the ruler of the Imperial Court. In this generation, the Mysterious Heaven Imperial Lord hasn’t yet achieved Lingxiao, and the other two Lingxiao Heavenly Venerates can’t leave the areas they guard. The entire North is likely to become chaotic!

If not for himself, Concealing Shadow True Lord would have undoubtedly pushed this plan without hesitation, turning the entire Bright Mirror Sect into a massive explosive, blowing the Taiming Sect and even the Great Chen Dynasty to smithereens!

But now, Biying definitely regrets it, or rather, has other thoughts. At least, upon seeing Biying achieve Heavenly Lord status, the Bright Mirror Sect isn’t destined to lose; there’s a certain chance of victory. He then abandoned such extreme ideas.

Yet the problem also arises.

"Mou, you are a disciple of Master Fu Jing."

An Jing lifted his eyebrows and calmly asked: "But you didn’t follow the Blood Pill, instead participating in Biying’s plan — and now, you’ve prematurely experienced Immortal Fall. Why is that?"

Mou Yunying was about to escape: "Actually, I didn’t participate. I just knew about it and even opposed it secretly at first."

An Jing inquired: "Why?"

"Because I was afraid."

The martial artist who had undergone Immortal Fall smiled and shut his eyes as if reminiscing: "I was terrified of dying."

"It’s shameful, right? I actually wanted to survive."

"Whether it was Master Fu Jing’s or Master Bi Ying’s plan, no one would be spared. The entire northern part of North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent would become a land of disaster; neither me nor Qinghui could survive."

"Of course, that’s just an excuse. In reality, my bloodline is calling for longevity, for eternity, telling me of continuation and perpetuity."

"An, I’m not lying. I’ve always vaguely felt that I might be the last person from my homeland."

"Because this scripture is one that can only be inherited by those with the strongest cultivation in the Supervision Palace lineage."

Saying this, Mou Yunying took out a Daoist scripture made from golden divine wood leaves from his bosom.

[Milo Heaven Dao Supervision Record] The seven words shone brightly.

He gazed at the tome in his hand, then casually tossed it to An Jing without a trace of reluctance: "With my strength being the strongest of my clan? Ha, in fact, they’ve already perished. I want to live, even though I know nothing. However, my birth parents and my ethnic group spent everything they had to send many children like me away. This must be an extremely grand story."

"Although I know nothing, everything, all the sorrows and joys of my former homeland, those epics and legends, those creations and classics, whether they were cultivators or ordinary people — all of their everything was placed upon me."

"I cannot die."

Decisively, Mou Yunying’s tone immediately turned gentle: "Until I had a child."

"My child is about to be born; I won’t be the only one of my people. I..."

"...can die."

"You don’t have to die."

An Jing said. He knew that Concealing Shadow True Lord was now at the center of the Great Formation and wasn’t in a rush.

Because no matter how much this True Lord wants to explode with the Taiming Sect, after knowing the Bright Mirror Sect has a chance for victory, he absolutely wouldn’t allow the Shangxuan Sect to profit like a fisherman. Even if he still has other plans, he wouldn’t let the Taiming Sect’s mountain gate fall and completely annihilate the Bright Mirror Sect.

Sure enough — as threads of bright light radiated from the center of the Great Formation, the outermost illusory-real formation patterns of the Bright Mirror Sect’s Mountain Protection Array lit up, transforming many Nether Fiend attacks coming down from the sky into nothing, disappearing without a trace.

The Great Formation had already been partially activated; Concealing Shadow True Lord had indeed not betrayed.

Now, the only unknown was one thing.

Who exactly was the true Dark Hand behind Mou Yunying?

"You can live." An Jing repeated: "The premise is, you tell me the truth, so I can help you."

"I have no possibility of surviving."

At An Jing’s offered step, Mou Yunying shook his head slightly and did not advance, but he wasn’t evasive, directly informing An Jing of the reason: "An, I’ve already experienced Immortal Fall, but my bloodline is unique, and I’m not a native of Embracing the Void, so I can barely control it and remain conscious for a short time."

"The Shangxuan controls me, and the reason I’m at the mountainside isn’t to block you or protect Master Bi Ying, it’s because the Shangxuan Sect is planning to control me to attack Master Bi Ying,"

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