Capítulo 446: Chapter 446: Uprising
"Or rather, Emperor Xuan Sha forced him to ascend, driving him out of this realm. Without his protection, the dragon clan experienced a significant decline. If Emperor Xuan Sha hadn't stopped his pursuit, the dragon clan might have faced extinction," Xuan Yuan continued, recounting the history of Emperor Xuan Sha.
Zhong Shan was left in awe. "Is Emperor Xuan Sha really that powerful?" he asked in disbelief.
"You'll understand how powerful he is when your cultivation is sufficient. The fact that even Wu Jiutian, with her nearing readiness to withstand heavenly tribulations, avoids provoking him speaks volumes," Xuan Yuan said.
"Wu Jiutian is preparing to withstand heavenly tribulations?" Zhong Shan asked, frowning.
Withstanding heavenly tribulations meant facing the calamities of heaven to ascend to immortality.
"In less than thirty years," Xuan Yuan replied after some thought.
"No wonder she refuses to use the Phoenix Song of Nine Heavens. Depleting her energy would make facing the tribulation more difficult," Zhong Shan nodded.
"I only learned of it recently. It's puzzling why she's in such a hurry. Normally, waiting another two thousand years to face the tribulation wouldn't be too late. But Wu Jiutian seems very anxious," Xuan Yuan remarked.
Why? Zhong Shan pondered.
Why indeed? It was for Suzaku. If she succeeded in her tribulation and achieved immortality, she could enter the so-called immortal realm and take Suzaku with her.
"Thank you for your guidance, Xuan Yuan," Zhong Shan said.
"It's a small matter compared to your help in resolving my heart's obstacles," Xuan Yuan replied.
Zhong Shan considered for a moment and then said, "Speaking of which, I have a request for your help, Xuan Yuan."
"Oh?" Xuan Yuan looked at him with slight surprise.
"I would like to request your protection for me and a few friends for six months," Zhong Shan said.
"What?" Xuan Yuan was slightly taken aback.
"Protection?"
"You've helped me break through, saving me more than six months of effort and clearing my mind. Protecting you for six months is no issue. But why would you need protection?" Xuan Yuan asked.
"I'm planning to provoke two Heavenly Realm experts," Zhong Shan said.
After he spoke, Xuan Yuan's jaw dropped. Provoke two Heavenly Realm experts? It couldn't be him, so it had to be two other Heavenly Realm experts? This Zhong Shan sure knew how to stir up trouble.
During Zhong Shan and Xuan Yuan's conversation, two major events occurred in the capital of Lihuo.
First, the Southern Ming Tribute Hall suddenly closed its doors.
The Viewing Pavilion was no longer open to the public. Effective immediately, all exhibitions were halted.
As soon as the news broke, the long queues outside erupted in protest. The area outside the Southern Ming Tribute Hall became packed with angry people. For months, the capital of Lihuo had maintained this orderly queuing system, and now it was abruptly stopped. No one could adapt to such a sudden change.
"What do you mean it's closed?"
"I just arrived in the capital and haven't seen the Elixir of Immortality yet!"
"Open the doors!" "Open the doors!"
"I only got a whiff! Open the doors, we need to see more!"
"I want the Elixir of Immortality!"
...
In an instant, it seemed like the entire capital had rushed there, everyone filled with rage. Before, even if they couldn't obtain the elixir, they could still see it. Despite the difficulties and the humiliation of queuing, they could at least get a glimpse and a sniff.
But now, how could they stop it so abruptly?
Especially those close to the Southern Ming Tribute Hall. It had been an arduous journey for them, enduring endless hardships for over a month, not even able to go to the bathroom. Finally, they had reached the front of the hall, and now it was closed?
The crowd's fury was palpable as the Southern Ming Tribute Hall was surrounded layer upon layer, with tens of millions, even billions of people converging. Such an immense number of people reflected an unimaginable level of anger.
"Everyone!" Shui Wuhen's voice rang out loudly from outside the Southern Ming Tribute Hall.
His shout brought silence to the crowd, for Shui Wuhen represented the organizers of the Elixir of Immortality exhibition.
Standing in the plaza before the hall, Shui Wuhen looked at the sea of people, his heart pounding. Swallowing nervously, he gathered his courage and spoke, "Everyone, it's not that we don't want to continue the exhibition. We simply have no choice!"
The crowd watched him intently, their expressions heavy.
"Just a moment ago, someone attacked! A Royal Realm expert struck and shattered the metal cage you all saw earlier. If it weren't for a few of us sacrificing ourselves to protect the Elixir of Immortality, it would have been consumed by now," Shui Wuhen said with a distressed look.
"Who? Who did it?" the crowd roared in anger.
"Who dares to take it before us?"
"I recognize that person! He is a disciple of the Perfumed Buddha. He even claimed that his master would soon come to seize the Elixir of Immortality!" Shui Wuhen continued, not directly answering but pushing the narrative.
"Perfumed Buddha?"
"That wretched old nun!"
"That scoundrel! It's all her fault!"
By naming a specific enemy, Shui Wuhen redirected much of the crowd's anger towards Zhong Shan's nemesis. It didn't matter if it was truly the Perfumed Buddha; as long as they followed the marshal's orders to place the blame on her, it served their purpose.
"We want you to see it just as much as you do. One spirit stone per person adds up, and who would refuse more spirit stones? But no amount of spirit stones is worth the safety of the Elixir of Immortality. To prevent the Perfumed Buddha from stealing it, we have no choice but to apologize to you all," Shui Wuhen explained.
"Perfumed Buddha is Perfumed Buddha, and we are us. Why should we be punished as well?"
"Yes, why should we suffer for that old nun's mistakes?"
The crowd's complaints filled the air, but Shui Wuhen had provided a vent for their anger.
"We will have to wait for the marshal to return to make any further decisions!" Shui Wuhen said, spreading his hands to indicate that he had done all he could.
Many believed Shui Wuhen, but even more were skeptical. The Elixir of Immortality had attracted them to the capital of Lihuo for one reason: to seize it. Over the months, their intentions had shifted. From initially fierce and determined, they had turned into docile queue-goers. Why had they endured such humiliation?
They were here to seize it!
"Boom!"
A massive explosion suddenly struck one of the formation shields protecting the Southern Ming Tribute Hall.
This attack acted as a signal.
The surrounding layers of powerful individuals began to frantically assault the outer formations of the Southern Ming Tribute Hall.
"Boom! Boom!"
The relentless, thunderous explosions continued unabated, each one louder and more powerful than the last. The sight of billions of strong cultivators attacking was terrifying beyond imagination.
Shui Wuhen and his army fled outside, knowing they did not possess the Elixir of Immortality. The attackers had scanned them countless times with their divine senses, confirming this.
"Boom!"
The explosions made the entire capital of Lihuo shake as if it were under siege. The Southern Ming Tribute Hall was situated near the palace, causing the volcanic mountain beneath the Lihuo Sacred Hall to erupt in waves of magma.
In the morning court session at the Lihuo Sacred Hall, officials reported on the affairs of the Great Li Dynasty to Nie Fancheng.
"Your Majesty, in..."
"Boom!"
A massive explosion interrupted the report, its sound coming from outside the hall. The Lihuo Sacred Hall, the primary hall of the Great Li Dynasty, remained unmoved, but the magma beneath it churned violently.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The continuous explosions filled the court officials with dread. Could a Heavenly Realm expert be attacking the capital of Lihuo? The noise was immense.
As the terrifying sounds continued, Nie Fancheng's eyes turned cold, immediately understanding the situation.
"Booming!"
Dark clouds rolled across the sky above the capital of Lihuo, thunder roaring. The ominous sound signaled the emperor's fury, an intense and terrifying anger.
"Boom!"
The outer formations of the Southern Ming Tribute Hall shattered with a deafening explosion. Countless powerful individuals swarmed into the hall.
In a dark corner outside the Treasure Viewing Pavilion within the Southern Ming Tribute Hall, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, glaring at the invaders. This was not Mr. Corpse, but a powerful guardian sent by Nie Fancheng to secretly protect the Mingyuan Pill.
The guardian was furious at the chaos outside. However, at that exact moment, Mr. Corpse, inside the Treasure Viewing Pavilion, smiled with a sinister satisfaction, as if his plan had succeeded.
Then, in an instant, both he and the Mingyuan Pill vanished.
By the time the guardian realized what had happened, Mr. Corpse and the Mingyuan Pill were gone. The guardian's eyes filled with boundless rage.
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