"With water embracing the mountain, it would normally be an auspicious formation. But this pond is not living water but dead water, surrounded by earth on all sides, with a narrow mouth and a large belly, incapable of input surpassing output—it’s truly a basin gathering blood.

The solitary peak in the lake’s heart has no support on any side, unguarded front and back, which is called the solitary Yin evil. When people die and are not buried, but lie between mountain and water, not reaching heaven nor earth, how could there be rest.

The pond is bowl-shaped, the mountain egg-shaped, an egg held in a bowl seems stable, but in reality, the water’s energy immerses day and night, the mountain’s roots already rotten from soaking. The casket falling in the pit is askew, head first and tail last—this is called diving headfirst.

Water floods the casket bottom, Yin energy penetrates the bones, and now with the world in chaos, blood floods the Eight Domains, this is called Heaven Weeping. With these three Yins converging, a corpse transformation is inevitable.

With this heavenly timing and earthly advantage, utmost evil and utmost Yin, utmost vicious and utmost resentful, I think this family’s lady, with her great success in divine skill, might transform into an earthly God of Calamity, a Demon God Drought Demon."

The Blood God’s Son looked at him,

"I wasn’t asking you."

Chen Xuantian, "..."

"Fellow Daoist has been eluding and infiltrating to Sizhou, offending the Central Plains, dragging me along for three thousand miles, just to fight for this Drought Demon body?"

Indeed, another person spoke behind, yet Chen Xuantian, facing the Blood God’s Son, dared not turn recklessly, so he kept the Blood Shadow in his sight carefully, while cautiously using a water mirror in hand to secretly glance behind.

Seeing brilliant light flashing, dizzy and overwhelmed, it was evident the realm here wasn’t one he could fathom, he had to slightly adjust the mirror’s frequency band, only using visible light, and indeed saw on the other side of the beam stood an old Daoist, with a demeanor of Dao bone immortal wind, Three Flowers atop, Qingyun shrouding the body, Five Qi surrounding...

Damn, another instance of delivering three Divinity Transformations!? Keeping hitting three Divinity Transformations every time, is it doable!? Has the difficulty level in the Central Plains scenario really been raised so high!?

Fortunately, that old Daoist paid no heed to Chen Xuantian, merely resting a hand on the horsetail whisk, pinched fingers calculating, eyes lifted, casting Eyes of Golden Flame over the fortress surroundings.

"However, Female Baixian Jang, indeed quite rare in this era. Usually, even if raised into a thousand-year Flying Corpse, it must be divined by Mountain People and snatched early. This one managed to hide until now to emerge.

Perhaps this family’s ancestors were guided by a high person, nurturing the corpse for thousands of years, always buried deep underground, suppressed below.

But descendants seem unaware of this, rashly digging the river and altering the course, triggering a Feng Shui break, with fate changing, that allowed this demon to break its seal and escape, eventually causing the downfall of the clan."

Sigh, indeed calamity befalls the world, with demons emerging, each sip and bite, all predestined."

The Blood God’s Son also frankly said,

"Indeed! This child is fated with me. Finally, today she breaks the seal to emerge, I come personally to greet her, this has nothing to do with you Fellow Daoist, you can leave!"

The old Daoist smiled and shook his head,

"Not at all, not at all, this lady has been refined into a Jang. Calculating, she died at least near ten thousand years ago, likely older than your sect’s Divine Lord, how could she be your Holy Daughter?"

The Blood God’s Son burst into a raucous laugh,

"Old fool must have gone deaf! Who said she is a Holy Daughter! I said she is fated with me! This is my daughter!"

The old Daoist was skeptical, straightforwardly,

"Do you have any proof?"

The Blood God’s Son quite reasonably, pinched his fingers to throw out a Blood Coin,

"Look! Ask her mother!"

The old Daoist swept his sleeve, a fresh breeze curled up and snatched the Blood Coin from the wooden look Chen Xuantian, observant and serious, calculated with a pinch, suddenly realizing, couldn’t help gossipping,

"Oh~~ So your lady is the famous Eastern Country Princess Zheng Ji!

Tsk tsk tsk, killed three husbands, one monarch, one son, destroyed a country, four kings, two ministers. One person stirred up the Four Countries and Eight Domains, with royal family feuds, making them restless.

A femme fatale known throughout the world, everyone thought she later disappeared into the palace, surprisingly she was refined into a Blood Coin by you!

Then which one are you? To be allied with Zheng Ji, you must be either a princely heir of the clan or a noble son and minister of a famous family, right?"

The Blood God’s Son’s face turned dark, flicking his sleeve,

"Bah! What princely heirs of the Immortal Palace! All long dead! Today, there is only the Law Enforcement Venerable of the Divine Sect!"

People probably realized his wife’s notorious fame, it’s understandable he didn’t dare reveal his true identity, the old Daoist shrugged, sympathetically,

"Oh, so Respectable has achieved great success in Divine Skill, returned for revenge. But this coin has aged with time, hasn’t your revenge also been exacted?"

The Law Enforcement Venerable was furious,

"Bah! The wretch deserves more than death! But for her treachery, leading to my daughter’s plight!

Years ago, she was despicable and shameless, colluded with those paramours, not only plotting my death! Imprisoning my Divine Soul! Thousands of years unable to transcend! Later saved by the Divine Lord to escape!

Even my legitimate daughter was implicated and harmed by her! Sealed in this place! Only today free from misery! Truly I have searched high and low for her!

Don’t you think this wretch deserved to die! If I don’t wipe out these bastards completely, it won’t ease the hatred in my heart!"

The old Daoist tossed the coin back,

"So that’s how it is, Fellow Daoist family reunion, originally joyful and congratulatory, but given my responsibilities, I must offend."

The Law Enforcement Venerable sneered coldly,

"You want to interfere? How is it your business! On what basis! Are you seeking trouble!"

The old Daoist pointed to the rows of Daoist talismans pasted over the fortress,

"On the basis that this family pays taxes, tributes to the Immortal Alliance, faithfully offering for ten years. Naturally, we must protect them."

"Hahahahaha!"

The Law Enforcement Venerable laughed wildly, angrily,

"Hypocritical old dog! You’ve visited this place ten years ago! Even those wild monks could see the Feng Shui was wrong! As dignified Mystic Sect Mountain People, how could you not know my daughter was unjustly trapped here! Couldn’t you foresee her tribulation-breaking day!"