Chapter 3038: Bad News from the South

She continued: "But Lingxu Shengzun also promised the Chi that they could definitely descend to the mortal realm. I think the Chi can only find another way."

He Lingchuan also pondered: "You mean, 'Spring Wind Transforming Rain'?"

That is the divine artifact that Lingxu Shengzun recently seized from Qihuo Tian.

In terms of timing, it matches.

"As for the idea of returning to the mortal realm, how exactly did Qihuo Tian plan it?" Since the heavenly demons are numerous, everyone also wants to descend again, so the solution won't be just one.

"Any heavenly demon wishing to descend must pass through Tianluo Xing—it's an unavoidable obstacle. The great heavenly demons' approaches differ only in 'how to pass' these four words." Sun Fuling explained, "Lady Lady Lady Mitian wanted to use the Great Fanghu, while Lingxu Shengzun's main direction is the Divine Descent Body. As far as I know, Qihuo Tian always believed that Tianluo Xing strengthens against the strong and weakens against the weak. So to pass through the barrier between realms, one only needs to change approach and make oneself weak." "Weaken?" He Lingchuan frowned, "Cutting the foot to fit the shoe?"

"One could say that. But the heavenly demons painstakingly cultivated to their current level—how could they weaken? And to what degree must they weaken to pass the barrier? That's also uncertain." Sun Fuling smiled, "You think, after weakening and then descending, what meaning would there be? So Qihuo Tian's idea was never adopted, not as reliable as Lingxu Shengzun's. Lady Lady Lady Mitian merely heard it and forgot it, never taking it to heart." Because Lady Lady Lady Mitian himself had ideas about descending.

"But Qihuo Tian was killed right after the divine artifact was forged, clearly because Lingxu Shengzun thought his approach had merit." Sun Fuling stomped on the stone slab, "I infer this altar might be the future descent site of Bishatian!"

Guoling State is one of the Tiangong's firmest supporters; assigning it as a descent site for the great heavenly demons is very reasonable.

"We can start gathering this intelligence." He Lingchuan stroked his chin, "If we could know in advance where these great heavenly demons will descend, that would solve things."

At this moment, several bolts of lightning illuminated the vault of heaven, followed by rolling thunder.

As dusk fell, the sky poured down azure-green spirit rain, fragrant and pervasive.

The Emperor's Flowing Elixir was in great abundance.

"From today onward, the Emperor's Flowing Elixir rain will likely last for dozens of nights." This was originally a cause for universal celebration, but Dong Rui's gaze toward the sky held some gloom, "It's also a good opportunity for the heavenly demons to descend."

Recently, many heavenly demons have died—not only due to the Nine Abysses Great Emperor and the Red General's merits, but the Lingxu multitude has also been slaughtering in the heavens. So over the coming month, the spiritual energy in the mortal realm will be unprecedentedly dense, even surpassing ancient times!

This is also the descent opportunity Lingxu Shengzun has long awaited; the Chi will surely not miss it.

"Yes." Heavenly thunder struck, hitting the spire of the Jiaolou Tian God Temple, and in He Lingchuan's eyes flashed a cold light, "Then we'll give the Chi a push."

The most violent storm in three thousand years is about to descend.

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Lingxu City, Mount Xushan Tiangong.

Ducheng Envoy Lu Yongyan strode into the uppermost level of the Zhaixing Hall, his legs nearly kicking up wind and fire.

Had it not been for propriety, he would have truly wanted to leap straight up to the third floor.

Since becoming Ducheng Envoy, Lu Yongyan knows his bearing must be calm and unhurried, for he represents Tiangong's dignity and the gods' majesty.

He has never been this urgent before.

Celestial music echoed, incense candles stood straight, every attendant lowered their eyes and stood like a statue. The atmosphere in Lingxu Shengzun's temple is eternally sacred and solemn, inside and out two worlds.

Reaching before the divine altar, Lu Yongyan halted in time, adjusted his high crown, took a deep breath, then spoke in a condensed voice:

"Shengzun. Bad news from the south: half an hour ago, Guoling State was destroyed by Cangyan."

The temple interior was unusually silent, no different from before, but Lu Yongyan knew his words had reached the Shengzun's ears, for the clear wind blowing through the hall suddenly stalled!

The invisible pressure made his forehead sweat bead by bead.

When he first received this earth-shattering news, he also dared not believe his own ears.

A few days ago, Cangyan's destruction of Bolang State was already startling, and Lingxu City had already been shaken once.

But since Bolang State's capital is at sea, and the sea often shows anomalies, Cangyan's great army also had the Earth Mother and Sea Clan cooperating in invasion. Though Tiangong was shocked, considering the many objective conditions, Cangyan's victory was barely acceptable.

But how did Guoling State's fall come about!

This is Between Between Between Beijia's long-established vassal demon state—stable government, strong military, gathered talents, ranking mid-tier among the Thirteen Vassal Demon States. Though it had friction with Bolang State twice before, both ended in victory.

Not to mention its capital, Baoji City, still possesses the mighty "City Armor"—unique among the Thirteen Vassal Demon States. Logically, if Cangyan or the War Alliance wanted to take Baoji City, it would be hard to do so even after a month.

Yet after Cangyan destroyed Bolang State, it took only five days to crush Guoling State as well!

Truly not wasting a single moment.

Is the War Alliance truly that strong?

Lu Yongyan dares not imagine, after the news of Guoling State's destruction spreads, how Lingxu City and the Tiangong faction will be shaken!

We barely managed to get two vassal demon states to join us, yet within seven days, the enemy wiped out both.

The few vassal demon states still neutral—after hearing of Tiangong faction's consecutive defeats, what will they think, what will they choose? This outcome and prospect make Lu Yongyan feel his body heavy, his shoulders as if bearing a thousand-jin burden.

The former Envoy served nearly a hundred years, Tiangong and Between Between Between Beijia were both peaceful; but since he took over the Envoy's post, this world has been wind and storm, as if all under heaven opposes Tiangong.

On the night he took over from the former Envoy, the hiding place of the Ruiyin Shenjun was leaked, and soon after, the Nine Abysses Great Turmoil in the Lingyun Palace stole the body of the Xuyin Shenjun, dealing a heavy blow to Lingxu Shengzun's divine descent plan.

Over these past years, the Demon Emperor suddenly turned traitor, growing ever more estranged from the Heavenly Gods and Tiangong.

Then came the leak of the "Qianchang" secret medicine formula! This directly caused the Demon Emperor's faction to shift from superficial compliance to open opposition, even inciting Baoshu State and several vassal demon states to rebel first. Now even the vassal demon states under Tiangong's banner have their rulers demanding the antidote, making it a primary condition for turning toward the Heavenly Gods.

Even if they remain loyal to the Heavenly Gods, they do not wish their lives to be held in others' hands.

Then came wave after wave of shocking changes across the world.

The upheavals of the past thousand years combined cannot match the turmoil of the past three years.

Lu Yongyan's heart is weary.

But now he must still calm his mind, endure the Shengzun's anger and orders.

After a long while, the voice of Lingxu Shengzun finally sounded:

"Where is the Guoling King?"