Chapter 118: Blood Moon Hangs in the Sky, Imperial Capital in Turmoil

Brother Brother Huangfu had been secretly heading south for more than half a month.

The reconstruction of the Imperial Capital was slowly advancing under the auspices of the Supervision Office. There was more vitality among the broken walls and ruins, but the air was still filled with the lingering taste of demonic Qi and the lingering sorrow. The pit sealed by the gray rune was like a hideous scar on the heart of the Imperial Capital, reminding people of the nightmare they had just experienced.

The joy of surviving the catastrophe was soon replaced by great grief and the heavy reality.

The Third Prince, Brother Brother Huangfu, in the situation where Imperial Lord Brother Huangfu Huangfu Tianji had fallen and the dragon Qi had attached itself spontaneously, announced his supervision of the state with an unquestionable posture in the presence of the remaining Imperial family members, offerings, important ministers, and representatives of some sects, temporarily taking over the power of the imperial dynasty.

His first supervision order was to exhaust the imperial dynasty's inventory, mobilize all remaining alchemists and medical practitioners, and save the wounded in this catastrophe at all costs, especially... Lin Lin Xuan, who was unconscious and on his last breath.

Lin Lin Xuan was placed in the deepest quiet room of the "Imperial Medical Bureau," which was the only relatively well-preserved place in the Imperial Palace. This place had rich spiritual Qi and was equipped with gathering and nourishing arrays, which was the best place for healing in the Imperial Capital at present.

However, Lin Lin Xuan's injuries made all the alchemy masters and medical experts who came to diagnose him shake their heads and sigh.

It was not just that his physical body was injured. His meridians were broken, and his dantian was on the verge of shattering. These, for the foundation of the imperial dynasty, could be slowly nourished and repaired with top-level spiritual medicines and secret methods. The most troublesome were his Dao foundation injuries and soul damage.

Forcibly mobilizing the power of the Chaos Great Dao that far exceeded his own realm to perform that forbidden blood sacrifice to seal the demon, the backlash was devastating. His Chaos Dao Seed was covered in cracks, its light was dim, and it had almost stopped rotating; within his sea of consciousness, the light of his soul was like a candle in the wind, so weak that it seemed it could be extinguished at any time; there was even a pure and domineering Abyss demonic Qi remaining in the deepest part of his body, entangled with his chaotic spiritual power, constantly eroding his vitality.

This was a desperate situation where Dao injuries and demonic erosion were intertwined!

"Prince, Daoist Lin's injuries... are no longer something that medicine can solve." The chief of the Imperial Medical Bureau, an old alchemy master with white hair and beard and a late-Soul Formation cultivation base, said to Brother Brother Huangfu, who was guarding the bedside, with a grave expression, "His Dao foundation is too severely damaged, his soul is also severely injured, and there is that strange demonic Qi entrenched and refusing to leave. Ordinary pills are polluted by the demonic Qi as soon as they enter his mouth, instead aggravating his injuries. Unless... there is a holy medicine containing supreme vitality, or a senior with cultivation far exceeding the Spirit Transformation stage is found to forcibly remove the demonic Qi and repair the Dao foundation with supreme Dao practice, otherwise... sigh..."

The old alchemy master's unfinished words were self-evident—Lin Lin Xuan, I'm afraid, won't last long.

Brother Brother Huangfu clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, looking at Lin Lin Xuan, who was as pale as gold and whose aura was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, his heart aching like a knife. It was Lin Lin Xuan who turned the tide at the last moment, sealed the demonic awareness, saved the Imperial Capital, and also saved his, Brother Brother Huangfu's, life!

"Regardless of any price!" Brother Brother Huangfu's voice was hoarse, but carried unquestionable determination, "Pass my... pass this Prince's edict, issue the imperial dynasty's highest-level 'Imperial List,' and collect methods to save Brother Lin from all over the world! Anyone who can provide effective clues or spiritual medicines will be rewarded with one million spirit stones and be enfeoffed as a marquis! If he can be cured, the imperial dynasty's treasury can be chosen from for three treasures!"

He directly used his supervision power and offered a shocking reward that would make even Spirit Transformation cultivators feel tempted!

"Yes! Prince!" An attendant immediately took the order and left.

"Eunuch Wei," Brother Brother Huangfu looked at Eunuch Wei, who was standing to the side with a sorrowful expression, "The 'Ten-Thousand-Year Soul-Returning Grass' treasured in the Imperial Secret Treasury, take it out first to hang onto Brother Lin's vitality."

Eunuch Wei looked troubled: "Prince, although the Soul-Returning Grass can nourish the soul, it is useless for Dao foundation injuries and that demonic Qi... and, that was the late Emperor's..."

"If Father Emperor were here, he would definitely decide the same!" Brother Brother Huangfu interrupted him, his tone ironclad, "Go get it!"

"... The old slave obeys." Eunuch Wei sighed and retreated.

Orders were issued one after another, and the machine of the entire imperial dynasty began to operate at overload to save one person.

In the quiet room, only Brother Brother Huangfu and Feng Xi, the Azure Luan who had shrunk its size and was guarding silently by Lin Lin Xuan's pillow, remained. Feng Xi occasionally let out low, sad cries, using its beak to gently comb Lin Lin Xuan's messy hair.

Brother Brother Huangfu sat by the bed, looking at Lin Lin Xuan, who was still unconscious, and whispered to himself, as if he were making an oath:

"Brother Lin, don't worry. As long as I, Brother Brother Huangfu, am here for one day, I will exhaust everything to save you!"

"The monsters and ghosts of this imperial dynasty, I will also surely... purge them one by one!"

After the catastrophe of the imperial dynasty, the embers were not yet cold, and a new storm was already brewing in the dark. ===== CHAPTER 119 =====

The imperial guards and guest cultivators below suffered heavy casualties, and their defensive lines were constantly being compressed.

The rebels had a clear goal: to capture the hub of the imperial palace in one fell swoop, control the Imperial Jade Seal and the core of the dragon aura that symbolized imperial power, and completely overthrow the regime!

At the same time, another group of rebel troops charged straight toward the Imperial Medical Bureau! Their target was none other than the unconscious Lin Lin Xuan!

Clearly, Zhao Song and the others were well aware of the threat Lin Lin Xuan posed; even if he were unconscious, he could not be left alive! Furthermore, they wanted to use this to completely shatter Brother Huangfu Hao's conviction.

"Protect Fellow Daoist Lin!" the chief alchemist of the Imperial Medical Bureau roared, leading the bureau's guards to resist to the death.

But there were Soul Formation cultivators leading the rebel troops, and their offensive was fierce; the Imperial Medical Bureau's defenses were soon breached.

"Screech——!!"

The moment the rebels charged into the quiet room, Feng Xi, who had been guarding Lin Lin Xuan's side the entire time, let out an angry cry that shook the heavens! It suddenly spread its wings, and the cyan-gold True Flame surged out like a volcanic eruption, instantly burning the few rebels at the front into ashes!

Although its body had not fully recovered, the dignity of a divine beast could not be desecrated! The Azure Luan True Flame had a natural restraint against demonic energy and evil spirits, and now that it was unleashed in anger, its power was astonishing!

"Stop that feathered beast!" the rebel leader was both shocked and furious, ordering his subordinates to form a formation and surround it.

Feng Xi, anxious to protect its master, fought a bloody battle; cyan feathers flew everywhere, and the True Flame set the plains ablaze, turning the entrance of the quiet room into a death zone, actually holding back the rebels' advance for a time.

However, there were too many rebels, and among them were cultivators who practiced evil arts and did not fear fire. Feng Xi was already suffering from unhealed wounds, and after a long battle, it gradually became overwhelmed, adding several wounds deep enough to see bone to its body, and blood stained its cyan feathers.

But it still guarded the door tightly, refusing to retreat even half a step!

The battle at the heart of the imperial city became increasingly intense; Wei Gong had already suffered several wounds, his aura was withered, and it looked like he would not be able to hold on much longer. A grim smile of impending victory appeared on Zhao Song's face.

Just at this desperate moment, when the imperial capital was about to change hands and Lin Lin Xuan and Feng Xi were in imminent danger—

A strange change occurred once again!

The radiance of the blood moon hanging high in the sky suddenly surged! A highly condensed pillar of blood-colored light, like a sword of heavenly punishment, descended violently from the sky; its target... was not the imperial palace battlefield, nor the Imperial Medical Bureau, but—the pit of demonic energy deep within the imperial palace that Lin Lin Xuan had sealed with the Chaos Blood Oath!

"Boom—!!!"

The blood-colored light pillar struck the gray runes above the pit with precision!

The Chaos seal, which had already become fragile due to Lin Lin Xuan's severe injuries, emitted a sound of shattering under the strain of this blood moon impact, which contained strange, filthy power! The light of the runes dimmed rapidly, and cracks spread across them!

"No—!" Wei Gong felt the weakening of that sealing power and let out a desperate roar.

Zhao Song and the others were stunned at first, then ecstatic! Although they were cooperating with certain entities, they had not expected this turn of events! If the demonic awareness could descend again, the imperial dynasty would be on the verge of collapse, and their "great cause" would proceed even more smoothly!

"Crack!"

Finally, under the continuous impact of the blood moon light pillar, the gray runes completely collapsed, turning into specks of flowing light and dissipating!

"Hehehe... This seat has returned!"

That familiar intent, filled with endless resentment and the desire for destruction, once again resounded in everyone's minds!

Even more dense and violent than before, the Ruins Abyss demonic energy surged out from the pit once again like a burst dam! This time, within the demonic energy, a vague demonic shadow that emitted an aura that made the heavens and earth tremble faintly condensed!

The Ruins Abyss demonic awareness had actually used the power of this strange blood moon to forcibly break through the seal! Although it did not seem to be a full-body descent, its power seemed to be even greater than before!

Its cold will swept across the chaotic imperial capital, and the first thing it locked onto was the source of the Chaos aura that it hated to the bone—the Imperial Medical Bureau!

"Little bug... let's see how you struggle this time!"

A condensed stream of demonic energy, like a venomous snake, ignored the distance of space and instantly shot toward the quiet room of the Imperial Medical Bureau!

At this moment, at the entrance of the quiet room, the battered Feng Xi had just repelled a wave of rebels and was at the end of its rope, completely unable to block this angry strike at the Void Refinement level!

Before the demonic energy even arrived, the terrifying pressure had already made Feng Xi's feathers stand on end, and despair appeared in its eyes.

Just at this critical moment—

No one noticed that inside the quiet room, Lin Lin Xuan, who had been motionless on the couch, had eyelashes that seemed to be covered in frost, and they trembled... ever so slightly.

Deep within his brow, the Chaos Dao Seed, which was covered in cracks and almost dormant, sensed at this moment the resonance between the destructive demonic energy arriving from the outside and the residual demonic energy within his body, as well as the desperate situation facing Feng Xi and himself, and suddenly lit up with a trace of imperceptible... Chaos light!