Chapter 392

Four hundred years later, the authority of the Sword Artisan descended once again upon this dead, silent city.

The Hand of the Emperor controlled everything; the rampaging shadow of the tower was ignored, and it even cooperated in reverse with everything he wanted to do.

The Non-Aggression Repair rebuilt everything; the spreading flames of the Burning Palace flowed between countless spider-web-like spiritual quality circuits, cheering and leaping, rising endlessly.

An invisible, great net had already been woven.

In the singing that seemed to come from hell.

"What is this?!"

Lord Wuyou's pupils contracted; the shadows beneath his feet churned like sludge, and puppets and corpses crawled out from within. One soul after another dissolved within it appeared amidst wailing, constantly rotating and questioning.

In the end, the incomplete skull once called an Artisan lit up its eyes, staring blankly at the blurry logo on the outer shell.

And so, the fear and nightmares of the past seemed to be awakened.

"Jian... Jian..."

The puppet trembled, screaming shrilly: "Jianyuan!!!"

Pop!

At that moment, a crisp sound came.

"It's about time to begin."

Amidst the smoke and ruins, atop the incomplete tower, Ji Jue lowered his eyes, gazing at everything before him, and finally, raised his hands, pulling on the thousands of strands of spiritual quality circuits.

Close!

Instantly, what erupted from between his closed hands was a bell toll that resounded throughout the entire world.

High-pitched and sharp.

The vast Rift Realm shook abruptly; the collapsed Tower of Audience, under the pull of the Law of Heaven, was restored, and the five high towers outside the temple erupted with ten thousand feet of blazing light.

It was like a palm slowly spreading its five fingers, once again bringing everything under control.

A piercing buzzing sound rose from beneath the nine lands; one massive piece of equipment after another began to operate again, and those broken devices, under the catalysis of the Mechanical God, returned to their original appearance.

Once again, activate!

The earth was shaking; the spiritual quality dormant beneath the temple, following the decree, surged, flowed, operated, and rampaged again. The surging echo like ocean waves resounded in everyone's ears.

And immediately following, one dark pillar of light after another rose from the ground, like a cage, surrounding the city where the temple was located, linking heaven and earth.

Right there on the firmament and the earth, bizarre emblems and scenes suddenly unfolded and rose!

Amidst the earth-shattering changes, infinite darkness opened up from above the firmament, like an abyss with no end in sight; amidst the flowing blood, broken corpses piled into mountains, in the frozen world only pale frost remained, and the writhing flesh of billions of living beings fused into one...

They circled around the shadow of the tower, as if they were born that way.

The beautiful scene that the Eternal Empire once imagined when creating the Tower of Heaven was manifested before the eyes of all the remnants of the restoration...

Using the Heaven to govern the Supreme Good, eternally controlling everything.

Unfortunately, what appeared at this moment was not the Heaven, but the cruel shadow cast by the unfinished tower, and what guarded beneath the broken high tower was not the Supreme Good, but the Great Sin that matched it even better!

"That's more like it..."

Ji Jue, covered in the shadow of the soul, bathed in flames, looked down at the scene before him, and couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Is this not the scenery you all have been hoping for?

Let the Empire be great again!"

Amidst the vast bell toll, the foundation was reconstructed.

The image of the Great Sin was complete!

Then, the next step is... anchor the vortex!

Boom!!!

The Rift Realm shook violently again.

No, to be precise... it was the present world shaking, in the distant vibration coming from beneath the vortex!

That was the resonance between the Great Sin and the vortex.

Outside the Rift Realm, the deep, pitch-black ocean suddenly boiled, and a stream of light that reached the sky rose from within the Rift Realm, ascending to the firmament.

The aura of everything here could no longer be concealed, and the power bound in the Rift Realm suddenly expanded. With the roar of the temple, it stirred up a great uproar that spread to the whole world!

Federation, Empire, Thousand Islands, Middle Earth?

The moment that signal appeared, the existence known as the 【Lock】 was triggered once again, issuing an alarm.

It wasn't just the detection of the Lock; at this very moment, any powerhouse with perception and eyes, who could not have noticed the sudden change in the present world?

【Change?】

I don't know how many people woke up from their dreams and lethargy, turning back in shock amidst their work and busyness, as piercing alarm sounds spread from various institutions.

What's going on? What the hell?

What the fuck actually happened?!

And the moment they detected the stream of light rising from that Rift Realm, they couldn't help but feel their hair stand on end!

The balance between the vortex and the present world had been triggered, broken, and a new rift was slowly unfolding... it was about to pull a Rift Realm into the abyss beneath the vortex!

Wait, wait a minute, fuck, wait!

This signal, this fluctuation, this aura... why does it look so familiar?!

At this moment, it is just like that time back then.

I am still the same me, but why the fuck are you still the same you?!

Whether it was the Federation's Anquan Bureau or the Empire's Secret Service, or even many Chosen One organizations, all observers now began to sweat.

Rubbing their stiff faces, eyes wide, confirming repeatedly—more than half a year ago, such a signal had clearly appeared once!

Right in the Federation, right in Haizhou, to be precise...

Right in Quancheng!

After comparing the past data and finding a one hundred percent match rate, everyone felt terrible.

This isn't right, this isn't right!

This is simply impossible!

But now, no matter how wrong or impossible it is, looking at everything happening before them, there was nothing left to say...

The only thing that could be certain was one point.

———The dog-fucking Evil-Transforming Sect has killed their way back again!

Yes, they've killed their way back!

Lu Changsheng died, but sometimes he could still be alive, and he could still play dead and flop around.

Even if he were truly alive, seeing the scene before him, he would probably still be stunned for a moment.

Is this me?

No, this seems to be me!

Because this is the authentic, original setup of the Evil-Transforming Sect in Quancheng!

It was completely a patent jointly developed by the Evil-Transforming Sect and the Profound/Deep lineage; under heaven, besides this, there is no other family!

The many devices once created by Jianyuan in Quancheng, the setups and secret rituals that the Evil-Transforming Sect had deeply cultivated for so many years, were all reproduced here!

Under the full-basin control of the past, when overlooking and insighting everything, the key points and principles had long been mastered by Ji Jue, and the required theories were laid down for Ji Jue by Jianyuan himself, even sparing no cost to instill them through the "Candle-Illumination Style."

Even the many key devices left behind by the old man were snatched away by Ji Jue through the Heavenly Track and thrown into the warehouse; now it was just a repair through the Mechanical God, a second-hand car returning to the market.

Even the construction of the foundation, which is crucial besides this, could directly freeload on the spiritual quality circuits and many facilities laid down by the Eternal Empire for the temple in the past; under the authority of the Sword Artisan and the Emperor's Control, there was no resistance at all.

【Resistance.】

He didn't even need the imitation track that Jianyuan once used to replace the Heavenly Track; the real Heavenly Track was in Ji Jue's hands!

After mastering the basics and theory, it was just a matter of copying the gourd to draw the ladle.

Absolutely no difficulty whatsoever!

The most crucial vortex resonance was completed by Ji Jue's soul reflection, the Unfinished Demon.

Now, he is the anchor point for the vortex to link to the present world!

In less than ten short hours, the results of the Evil-Transforming Sect's decades of cultivation were unfolded again in Ji Jue's hands.

Even smoother, and even more complete than that.

The procedures of communicating with the vortex and anchoring the Rift Realm were completed in an instant.

Unconcealed, with great fanfare,

just like a full-server broadcast forcibly pushed to everyone's eyes by the system.

————We, the Evil-Transforming Sect, have fucking returned!

The hot and exciting vortex silver party is about to start~ Now, let me see which little friend hasn't received an invitation?

The limited-time event that once unfolded in Quancheng has suddenly returned!

Anquan Bureau, Secret Service, Ring of Taiyi, Xingxin Association, Chongguang Sect... even the Profound/Deep lineage, Wolf Nest, Tianxin Society, Wulou Temple...

Everyone's gaze looked toward this desolate and remote corner on the Wandering Sea, and immediately after, the moment they sensed the situation, they rushed over without a second thought.

The moment the first ripple spread, the frenzy that disturbed the present world

had already been born.

Now, no one can stay out of it anymore.

"Better hurry up."

Ji Jue rested his chin on his hand, looking down at the chaos in the Rift Realm, laughing silently.

That's right, that's right, that's more like it.

Such a good thing, how can you let one family monopolize it? People should know how to share; how can people be so selfish?

If you don't want to, I can help you!

Right before the temple, whether it was Duke Changle or Duke Anguo, or even all the reinforcements who arrived, they had all fallen into a stupor, shocked and suspicious, and the moment they stared at each other, they sensed the clear bewilderment in their opponents' eyes.

There is no need to hide, and no need to be hypocritical.

By now, the situation has reached such a degree that it is impossible to clean up, so why bother telling jokes that no one believes?!

The moment Duke Changle's puppet and Duke Anguo's projection glared at each other, they suddenly realized, turning back abruptly to look at the stiff-faced Xie He.

Including Lord Wuyou in the dark, the three of them watched as the duck they were about to catch was being eyed by the whole world, and they couldn't help but roar:

"The Sower!!!"

By now, is that old thing still trying to cause trouble behind the scenes?!

"Truly a good calculation."

Duke Changle squeezed the sound out from between his teeth, half anger at being played in the palm of someone's hand, half heartfelt admiration and resentment: "The Saint's

planning is far-reaching; a Seal of the State that no one has ever seen can lure us restorationists to devour each other, while paving the way for you..."

In the countless eyes that felt like blades piercing through, Xie He was also stunned, blank, and lost.

Unable to speak.

After all, even from his perspective, besides the Sower who was secretly pushing all of this, who else could do this to such an extent?

Now that the dagger is revealed and it is confirmed that the Seal of the State is here, can't it just be dragged into the abyss beneath the vortex?

This... this... seems indeed... no, this does not conform to the Saint's purpose!

Why?! Why has he never told me about these things...

By now, only one possibility remains.

An abandoned pawn!

In the midst of his confusion, what arose was a bewilderment and terror he had never felt before: Could it be that even he is no longer trusted?

No, that's not right; he is the Saint's most loyal subordinate and follower; I, I... I, Xie He...

There was no time to distinguish or think.

In the bewilderment and chaos, everyone attacked together, striking ruthlessly!

The Wansheng Fleet left behind by the Empire above the firmament fired in unison, raining down strikes. On the ground, Duke Changle gave an order, and everyone surrounded and annihilated Xie He without a second thought, while simultaneously scattering...

And Xie He had already rushed toward the deeper parts of the temple without looking back, seeking a chance for survival and a future.

Right before the opened temple gate, the life-and-death slaughter began once again!

Boom!

In the deepest part of the temple, in the palace shrouded in phantom light, the walls collapsed.

The sound of cracking rang out.

It was as if a crisp jade chime rang in everyone's ears.

It was clearly just the sound of stones rubbing together, ordinary, but at this moment, here, it made countless people yearn for it, hungry and thirsty.

The location of the Seal of the State...

Their eyes became even more fervent!

Ji Jue remained indifferent, withdrawing his gaze.

No interest at all.

Fuck the Seal of the State, whoever wants it can have it!

Even if it were given to him for free, he would think it wasn't handy for cracking walnuts.

Everything that should be said, and everything that shouldn't, had already been said clearly by the visitors who had become materials in the workshop.

Whatever about rebuilding the Empire, whatever about the Seal of the State, whatever about the Law of the Heavenly Pillar...

He didn't care how deep the water was behind this, how far the planning and calculations of the chess game went, or how huge the benefits and influence were.

He just wanted to throw this carefully prepared bomb into the water and admire the height of the splashes and the sight of dogs biting dogs.

Then, when that bastard, the Sower, couldn't help but show his head, he would grab the so-called chessboard and smash it onto his forehead!

When the final disguise was torn off, whether it was Wuyou, Duke Changle, or Duke Anguo, none dared to leave any trump cards, summoning and deploying with all their might.

Watching the streams of light constantly emerging outside the Rift Realm, and the way those sin-tainted beings scrambled toward the temple, Ji Jue waited expressionlessly, unmoved.

Come on, come on, come on, come, come, come, if you want to come, just come, all of you!

And then...

All of you fucking die for me!