Chapter 308: Curious Bai Ze

In the thick fog, a person and a monster were playing turn-based hide-and-seek, while outside the fog the situation had already become completely one-sided.

Although the Mountain God and Water God that had not been killed earlier joined the battlefield at some point, they teamed up to limit Chuyi's control over the earth tremors, weakening the tremors' effect and restoring the Mongol side's combat power.

Even though combat power had been restored, they remained locked in mutual slaughter, but Ao Mo had already led his men into the city.

Ao Mo and his group rushed straight to the center of Dadu City, destroying everything along the way.

Ah!

A shrill scream came from within the thick fog; the monster whose Divine Authority Anchor had been destroyed was instantly backlashed, and its momentum instantly waned.

Great opportunity!

Mu Yi rejoiced, seeing the death line on the Mongol ruler's body, the line of death appearing on his opponent.

The next moment, he raised his sword high, then suddenly erupted.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze.

Mu Yi unleashed everything he had; his blood boiled, his arm thickened noticeably, and his veins bulged like a dragon.

Inner Qi continuously poured into his sword, his will blossomed, and a rosy light representing his will naturally appeared on the blade.

With essence, energy, and spirit united, Mu Yi swung his sword without the slightest hesitation.

In his sight, everything else faded away, leaving only the deformed monster before him.

He swung his sword with all his might, scattering crimson light through the misty sky.

Mu Yi could clearly see the monster's complexion change abruptly beneath his sword.

The attack launched in this first surprise strike was extremely effective.

The true meaning of Samsara lingered in the mist; as the sword neared the monster's body, its form could not withstand the strain, breaking and tearing apart, and its power was utterly useless before the truth of Samsara.

The monster's strange body collapsed like dominoes under the influence of Samsara.

The sword sliced through the monster's massive form, and the crimson light nearly dispersed the fog.

In the previously silent fog rose the monster's wail, along with the sound of flesh and bone being torn apart.

After a brief obstruction, the bloodied sword pulled a tremendous shockwave in the air, carrying immense force to cleave the remnants of the city wall across the void.

Boom!

Amid the tremendous roar, the formerly sturdy city wall was split open by a deep trench.

The roaring sound accompanied the monster's wail, echoing across the battlefield.

The barrier shattered, the hazy fog began to dissipate, revealing Mu Yi holding his sword before everyone.

In the next breath, Mu Yi's sword again rose with bloody radiance, then mercilessly swept down upon the severed limbs before him.

Not receiving the Zongwang Prompt meant his opponent had not yet died.

The massive body instantly shattered explosively; beneath the net woven from his sword, the monster's form was completely broken into a rain of blood.

As the blood rain fell upon the ground, the blazing flames licked away every trace.

"Zongwang Prompt: You have slain a Legend with a Transcendent body; your title task—Legend Glory—has been updated, current progress 6/10."

Outside the fog, the Mongol officers stared at all this, dazed and unsure what to do, not knowing what had happened.

But they knew their own Mongol ruler had been slain by Mu Yi in plain sight.

Boom!

Before they could react, a huge blue pillar of light rose from the city center, nearly piercing heaven and earth, as if to destroy everything.

Hahahahaha!

Mu Yi let out a hearty laugh; this round was his victory.

Bearing the pressure of his homeland's surprise attack, he straightforwardly struck at Huanglong, securing his victory.

His guess was correct: these foreign gods seemed united, but in fact they were also scheming against each other.

Otherwise, relying only on the Incense Golden Body he left at the starting point, even if he held the authority of the earth's veins, how could he possibly resist more than three foreign gods at once?

These foreign gods are filled with fear of the Jiuzhou immortals and gods; they dare not face Mu Yi's courage, so they only avoid him, leaving this place to the Mongol ruler, who cannot escape.

They thought well: if they attacked Mu Yi's incense gathering place and cut off his source of faith, he would become rootless duckweed, posing no threat at all.

Know that the people of Jiuzhou in other regions have basically been slaughtered by them, imprisoned in banners, and slowly eroding the world through blood sacrifice rituals.

Even if Mu Yi had some trump card, others would bear the lightning for him, they could still eat human blood steamed buns, and even share power with one fewer person.

They are not entirely in agreement with each other.

In many cycles of Samsara, these foreign gods also fight among themselves; the traces of multiple foreign gods' true spirits on their bodies are the best proof.

One misstep leads to another: first Mu Yi slew the mentally unstable spider, slaughtering a hundred‑thousand‑strong army and causing its power to surge; then Mu Yi struck straight at Huanglong, directly destroying the anchor point placed within Dadu City.

With the anchor point destroyed, the backlash affected not only the Mongol ruler but also several native gods besieging the incense gathering place on the other side.

Through the Incense Golden Body, Mu Yi saw the weakened native gods being beaten by it, and they could all be slain in short order.

The crisis at the gathering point also vanished outright; without the native gods' support, the remaining Mongol soldiers could not take the gathering point.

"Next, it's your turn to be dealt with!"

The crisis vanished in an instant, leaving only the final goal—Eternal Heaven.

Mu Yi's Thousand‑mile Eye flashed with divine light, allowing him to clearly see the blood‑red figure above the firmament.

The figure stood upon the azure heavens, as if looking down upon the whole world.

Although the anchor point inside Dadu City was destroyed, the blood‑red power could still be seen gathering from various places in the Central Plains toward the firmament.

The blood‑red figure, feeling neither joy nor sorrow, merely spreads the blood‑red power across heaven and earth; the figure keeps growing, it is neither human nor divine, but a pure aggregation of "Blood Sacrifice".

Its image is merely formed in Mu Yi's perception at the moment he observes it.

Mu Yi believes Eternal Heaven takes this form, so it becomes that way.

Under the gathering of blood‑red power, it is rapidly expanding, as if to occupy the entire world.

All of this, as the price, is the lives of all beings in the Central Plains.

"How on earth are we supposed to destroy this thing?"

Mu Yi felt a headache; tangible things were still manageable, but this intangible thing left him with no point of attack.

"First, destroy all the altars everywhere; we can't let it keep expanding."

For a moment, Mu Yi, who had no leads, chose the most straightforward method.

Since the conglomerate representing "blood sacrifice" above the firmament is absorbing blood-sacrifice power from all over, he would first destroy the altars everywhere and the Mongol troops, then talk.

Since the opponent's existence is similar to that of an incense god, striking at its source of incense is the most effective method.

"Before that, I'll kill you all!"

Mu Yi opened a barrier, trapping all the enemies inside the Reincarnation Barrier.

Without the Mongol ruler, an indigenous god supporting the world's pinnacle, these Mongol soldiers soon suffered heavy casualties under Mu Yi's troops' encirclement.

And the Mountain God and Water God who had been secretly interfering and controlling the earth also did not escape the raised slaughter blade; Mu Yi has always been merciless toward enemies.

"Zongwang Prompt: You have slain a Legend with your Transcendent form; your title task—Legendary Glory—has been updated, current progress 9/10."

Seeing the progress stuck at the final Legend, Mu Yi frowned discontentedly, even though his incense golden body also counts as part of him.

Why doesn't the Legend slain by his incense golden body count toward this progress, when he could now complete the achievement?

However, looking at the requirement for a Transcendent form, the current state of his incense golden body is indeed better described as a Legend.

At this point, there is nothing left in the world that can stop Mu Yi's existence.

Mu Yi divided his forces into three routes, slaughtering all Mongol soldiers and civilians along the way, and led their souls into reincarnation.

Although Mu Yi could have completely claimed these souls as his own, he chose not to do so.

Mu Yi clearly remembered that this was a trial, a trial against the blood sacrifice.

Previously, one could say it was to deal with enemies, but if he continued acting this way, what would differentiate him from those foreign gods carrying out the blood sacrifice?

Even if he completely claimed these souls as his own, even enough to let Mu Yi's power soar like a rocket, becoming a genuine fifth-rank god and instantly joining the ranks of high Legends.

Yet faced with such temptation, Mu Yi merely felt a momentary stir before letting it go.

Greed is the original sin; Mu Yi is not yet desperate enough for that.

After Mu Yi destroyed all the altars he could observe, the blood-colored silhouette lingering above the firmament remained steadfast in place.

Although its growth speed had slowed, it was visibly swelling, spreading across heaven and earth.

"What should we do?" Mu Yi fell into contemplation.

He had not lacked attempts to attack the blood-colored silhouette, but neither legion assaults nor things like killing winds could budge it in the slightest.

Even if Mu Yi produced the register of life and death and the judge's brush, they were completely useless against the blood-colored silhouette.

The opponent isn't even alive, so how could death affect it?

But Mu Yi also knew that ultimately it was due to his own insufficient strength.

He had actually thought of a way to break the impasse, but at the very moment the idea arose, he completely discarded it.

This is a trial, this is a trial; Mu Yi kept telling himself over and over in his heart.

Mu Yi stared at the blood-colored silhouette above the firmament, suffering a terrible headache.

"……"

After a long silence, Mu Yi produced a horn from himself—it was the Bai Ze horn that Bai Ze had originally given him.

Only one last chance remained, and Mu Yi also hesitated whether it was worth it.

However, seeing the scene of heaven and earth gradually being eroded by blood, and thinking of those who believed in him, Mu Yi could only sigh; as an immortal god of Jiuzhou, he had enjoyed many conveniences, but also bore responsibilities.

Holding complex feelings, Mu Yi activated the Bai Ze horn in his hand.

"Bai Ze, please tell me how to eliminate the influence of the blood sacrifice on heaven and earth!"

"This question of yours……"

Bai Ze's voice was merely delayed a moment before transmitting from the horn.

"Hmm…… trial, blood sacrifice…… you have deep blessings!"

In the next instant, Bai Ze seemed to have understood everything.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you kid still have a bit of compassion, but you're so stupid—you know that thing is related to heaven and earth, so why not start from heaven and earth?"

"That's not the method I want!" Mu Yi's mouth twitched.

"Stupid, who let you go destroy heaven and earth? After all, that thing is merely a conglomeration of power; it can erode heaven and earth, so naturally it can also be absorbed by heaven and earth!"

Bai Ze's words left Mu Yi a bit baffled; if he could affect heaven and earth, why would he still ask Bai Ze?

"Isn't your barrier also a kind of heaven and earth?"

Bai Ze's next words made Mu Yi suddenly understand.

"When you have time, browse your Heavenly Court's classics; whether it's the forging method of the Incense God Court or the method of opening a blessed cave-heaven, they all contain records of this sort. With your divine rank, these should be basics—how do you not know anything?"

"Huh? Fifth rank? How did you kid rise so quickly?"

Bai Ze's astonished voice came through, followed by a silence, as if he were deducing Mu Yi's situation.

"Can't figure it out?"

Bai Ze was truly astonished this time; things he couldn't calculate between heaven and earth are rare, yet now he had stumbled on Mu Yi, such a little brat.

"Little Mu, tell me how you did that!"

Bai Ze became interested, for his curiosity is considerable; otherwise he wouldn't idly study the myriad ancient clans, risking offending the great gods to pry into others' secrets.

Know that Mu Yi's current trial was orchestrated by the Queen Mother of the West; he can calculate it remotely with perfect clarity—one could say he knows everything except the part about the Queen Mother of the West, yet he still couldn't figure out what Mu Yi had done in the Divine Mysterious Great Ming.

"I think you'd better not know!"

Mu Yi recalled his own divine rank advancement process and politely reminded Bai Ze not to court death.

"Let's make a deal: you just tell me what happened, and I'll let you use the Bai Ze horn once more!"

Bai Ze, rejected by Mu Yi, felt like a hundred claws scratching his heart, and even proposed trade conditions.

But Mu Yi weighed it and silently put the White Marsh horn into his item bag, cutting off his connection with the White Marsh.

The White Marsh treats him fairly; he truly doesn't want to betray the White Marsh, lest it be captured and taken to the Queen Mother of the West to exchange for the Peaches of Immortality.

It's not that he looks down on the White Marsh, but before those giant gods, the White Marsh is a bit lacking in stature.