Chapter 2275: The Turning of Feng Shui

"Using the skin bags from the experimental field to produce this effect—unless it's a true body descending." He Lingchuan had a gloomy expression. He also sincerely hoped he wasn't right, "If that's truly the case, then this world is in big trouble!"

The heavenly demons have always been conducting such experiments, and Dong Rui also mentioned it—there is indeed a possibility of success.

This was something Sun Hongye happened to observe by chance.

Outside the public eye, just how far has the heavenly demons' secret experiment progressed?

"Didn't we plant spies in the Heavenly Palace?" The mirror asked him, "Why hasn't any news about this come through?"

"The demon puppet experiment is one of the deepest secrets of the Heavenly Palace, handled exclusively by designated personnel—it's not something easily touched." He Lingchuan spoke slowly, "Furthermore, Lord Du Yun has recently been in critical condition multiple times, the entire Heavenly Palace is under high alert, and I've already ordered them to suspend gathering and transmitting intelligence, to avoid exposure. Two months ago, the Heavenly Palace caught two internal spies, executed them by lingchi, and outwardly claimed they were sent by the Ling Mountain Sect."

"Actually?"

He Lingchuan shrugged: "How would I know? Anyway, it's not Cangyan's."

Fang Chanran still mentioned in the secret letter that as long as the last hundred Xinglong Pillars are distributed, his mission this time will basically be complete, and he can go home!

After several years, his pair of twin sons have already grown into young boys; he plans to stop by the island on the way and then return to Cangyan.

Fang Chanran's letter revealed rare joy and optimism—after years of wandering abroad, when he writes letters, he is certainly eager to return home.

He Lingchuan slowly closed the secret letter and sighed silently:

"Brother Fang, rest assured. I guarantee you, your children will be safe and sound, enjoy a lifetime of health and peace!"

This is the guarantee of the Nine Abysses Great Emperor.

……

Fifteen minutes later.

He Lingchuan closed the doors and windows, set up the barrier, took out a clay figurine from his bosom, placed it on the small table by the eastern window, then lit an incense stick and inserted it for it.

The smoke rose solitary and straight, there was not a breath of wind in the room.

He Lingchuan sat beside the small table, supporting his chin with his hand.

"Puyin God, come forth." He said lightly, "I know you have already arrived."

The solitary smoke gathered and did not disperse, forming a blurry human face. Then a sharp, thin voice sounded:

"Yo, it's actually the Nine Abysses Great Emperor summoning me—how rare."

This time, He Lingchuan summoned not Naraka Heaven, but the heavenly demon he first made contact with when he stepped onto the Jin Gold Plains years ago—Puyin.

Back then, when Shizou Head City was in peril, defender Yang Meng went to the Puyin God Temple behind the city for help, and bumped into He Lingchuan squarely.

At that time, the Jin Gold Plains were dotted with small temples; even the tiniest temple gate was the face of a deity—wherever He Lingchuan went to seek one, he had to wear a mask, fearing exposure of his identity.

Now he sits openly in his imperial study, the former lofty "heavenly deity" summoned at his fingertips.

"I have a few questions for you." He Lingchuan took out seven Xinglong Pillars, gently placing them on the table. "Useful information, add seven more; if you mix in falsehoods and I discover it, I will have people demolish your temple in the Xiyin Islands."

"……" It had just managed to develop a new group of followers in the Xiyin Islands, built a temple half a year ago—how did this fellow know?

Nowadays, building a new temple and attracting followers is ten times harder than before.

Heaven and earth spiritual energy has revived, human physiques and lifespans have changed; those with conditions go cultivate and seek immortality, worship of gods has greatly decreased; secondly, the vast Jin Gold Plains were originally the faith warehouse of minor gods, but the rise of the Nine Abysses Great Emperor led the Cangyan Empire to seize all god temples in one sweep, no longer allowing commoners to privately worship deities.

Thirdly, many humans' attitudes toward heavenly deities have shifted—originally respectfully called "god," now directly called "demon," a single character difference marks the distinction between faith and hatred.

Thus, minor gods like Puyin God can only develop followers in remote, underdeveloped areas. There, isolation, backwardness, conservatism prevail; people resist new trends, so it still has an audience.

Among minor gods, it's still doing relatively well—some minor gods in the human world don't even have temples anymore.

No temple means no title; humans then don't recognize it.

Its influence in the human world is also one of the important standards by which the divine realm judges divine power.

Puyin God's mist-formed face twitched: "You may ask."

Although this person before him has also taken away his temple, being able to interact with the world's top figures still has its benefits, so he responded to the summoning.

"The Emperor's Flowing Elixir hasn't descended for three months; I heard heaven has become much more peaceful. Do you have any information for me?"

Puyin God nearly rolled its eyes: "No matter how chaotic, there's always an end. Heaven has been in turmoil for so many years—do you think chaos will never cease?"

This fellow practically wishes all heavenly deities dead, right?

"The Jin Gold Plains have been in chaos for a thousand years, while heaven has only been troubled for a few years. By time, we're still far from the end?" He Lingchuan laughed, "If you want to argue that heavenly deities understand order, peace, and morality better than humans, I don't believe it. So what's the real reason? Speak."

Enlightened people in the human world used to view others through a filter, resenting immortals and the Immortal Sect for being unproductive, always knowing only how to fight and kill, unlike the demon realm which is harmonious, friendly, and united—no wonder nightmare energy kept fleeing to the demon realm… until the Xinglong Pillars appeared!

Once the Xinglong Pillars emerged, even demons began fighting over them fiercely. After these few years, human powerhouses' filter toward the demon realm has also shattered completely—no one dares to utter the notion that "they are superior to us" anymore.

"I'm speaking the truth!" Puyin God gave a hehe cold laugh, "As of now, only seventeen true gods remain in heaven; from the original hundred thousand heavenly deities, only over sixty thousand remain, the battles that needed fighting have basically been fought, this great calamity should be over."

Since the fall of Miao Zhantian until now, it's only been twelve years, yet the demon realm has lost one-third of its population!

The birth of new heavenly demons is rare and difficult, even requiring the use of nightmare energy stored in the Xinglong Pillars; as a result, adult heavenly demons have died in such numbers these years that it's no wonder the Emperor's Flowing Elixir keeps decreasing in value.

He Lingchuan already knew these several numbers, his heart remained undisturbed.

From ancient times to now, how much less than thirty percent has humanity decreased? Their flesh and lives have all been transmuted into nightmare energy, allowing the demon realm to enjoy three thousand years of ease.

"These I know very well, and moreover, the cause of the demon realm's successive great wars is not merely the Xinglong Pillars, but hatred." He Lingchuan spoke slowly, "Only hatred possesses the power to traverse time and space, so the demon realm's war has temporarily ceased—there must be some other fundamental cause temporarily suppressing hatred's power."

Mitian truly deserves to be the ancient death god, truly deserves to be one of the refiners of Tianluo Star, understands the demon realm profoundly. The Xinglong Pillars he conjured, fundamentally, destroyed the effective system the demon realm had maintained for thousands of years, using human nature—no, using demon nature—to oppose and shatter order.

Once order collapses, what was forcibly suppressed will bubble up.

Thanks to Zhuo Kong, A Qiu Gaga's random slaughter,, Little Fish Boy blowing bubbles thanks for the reward~~