Liyue Immortal Dynasty!
Ye Qingge sat upright on the throne, her face as cold as ice, her killing intent almost tangible as it swept across the hall.
In the Immortal Hall, all the ministers wore solemn expressions.
They didn’t know what had happened. Just moments ago, they had been calmly watching the diary with their Empress, but suddenly, she was filled with rage.
Could it be because of the Immortal Emperor’s diary?
Prime Minister Gongsun Mu speculated, wondering, Could it be that in the Immortal Emperor’s diary, he mentioned that he was ambushed by Blood Spirit Sect and got injured…
And that’s what made Her Majesty so angry!
Once Gongyang Mu thought of this, he dared not think further, but he did understand that there must be some secret between the Empress and the Immortal Emperor.
If that were true, it might not be a bad thing for the Liyue Immortal Dynasty.
But now that he understood this, Gongsun Mu knew it would be best to tread carefully in future matters concerning the Immortal Emperor.
He wouldn’t even know how he died if he ever angered the Empress.
With a frosty expression, Ye Qingge’s mind was no longer on court matters. She spoke in a low voice, “Court dismissed!”
As soon as she finished, she rose and returned directly to her bedchamber.
Moments later…
“Outrageous!”
“How dare you let my man get hurt!”
Still feeling unsatisfied, Ye Qingge turned to an elderly woman by her side and commanded, “Send word to Zhao Shanhe again—I want the Blood Spirit Sect to drown in rivers of blood, leaving no one alive.”
“Even the spirit beasts raised by their sect must be slaughtered!”
The elderly woman’s expression turned serious as she quickly bowed and withdrew. She took out a voice transmission talisman and passed on the decree once more to Zhao Shanhe of the Xuanbird Guard.
After finishing all this, Ye Qingge finally felt a little relieved, though a hint of fear lingered in her heart as she thought:
Thankfully, that guy was clever enough not to get killed. Otherwise, how would I have ever met him?
With that, she took out a little doll, pinching and caressing it fondly.
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Jade Pool Holy Land.
Yuan Ruoyu, staring at the recently revealed diary, was also beside herself with rage.
If it weren’t for the distance and her current inability to leave the Holy Land, she would have wanted to take action herself!
“Outrageous!”
“They dared to damage the protective soft armor I gifted my beloved. I’ll make them pay in blood!”
Muttering lowly, Yuan Ruoyu once again used the Holy Land’s secret voice transmission technique to relay orders to Liu Piao in Azure Province.
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Ancient Cultivation Clan, Pei Family
The current clan head, Pei Xuanzhen, was furious and spoke in a deep voice, “The Immortal Emperor has shown kindness to our Pei family!”
“Now that this matter has come to light, how can our Pei family stand idly by? Dispatch our elite forces immediately and eradicate the Blood Spirit Sect!”
In the main hall below, the elders of the clan nodded in agreement with the clan leader’s words.
To them, this was a trivial matter—a small sect in the southern region of Azure Province. Destroying it would be no issue.
Even if the Immortal Emperor hadn’t shown kindness to their family, using this matter to forge goodwill with him would be well worth it.
In the next moment, disciples stationed in Azure Province received the family’s command and immediately set out for the Blood Spirit Sect.
…
Apart from the Pei family, countless other sects and clans also sprang into action.
Some had connections with the Immortal Emperor, while others acted purely out of admiration or with the hope of forming a bond of goodwill with him.
Of course, there were also opportunists and thrill-seekers joining the fray.
Even some local sects in the southern region of Azure Province, who had previously suffered oppression from the Blood Spirit Sect, seized the opportunity and wouldn’t let it pass by.
Profound Azure Sect.
Yan Changkong, leading the elders and elite disciples of the sect, sharpened his blades and began a pre-battle mobilization.
It had been a long time since their sect had fought on such a large scale.
This battle must be fought with great momentum!
Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a disgrace to ancestor Lin Feng’s name?
“Set out! Take down the Blood Spirit Sect, then return to read the remaining entries in the diary!”
There were still two entries from today’s release left unread.
Yan Changkong led his team as they soared into the sky, heading grandly toward the Blood Spirit Sect.
It was then that they realized—
Along the way, they saw members from various sects and a large number of wandering cultivators all headed in the same direction: the Blood Spirit Sect.
Their purpose was obvious.
One after another, terrifying figures sped through the sky like a swarm of locusts, madly heading toward the Blood Spirit Sect.
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At the Blood Spirit Sect.
Yan Shan’s face was terrifyingly dark as he read the diary’s contents.
A killing intent as fierce as a storm erupted from him.
“So it was you, Immortal Emperor, who killed my son Yu’er!”
Six thousand years ago, Yan Shan had been merely a hall master in the Blood Spirit Sect and had only one son, Yan Yu.
One day, however, Yan Yu went out and was never seen again.
Alive or dead, no one knew.
Yan Shan exhausted every resource and pursued every lead, but he could not uncover even a single clue.
He also understood that Yan Yu was most likely doomed.
At first, Yan Shan thought it was probably the work of one of his many enemies. After all, he had quite a few.
But now that the diary had been revealed, he realized it was the Immortal Emperor’s doing!
If he’d found out back then, Yan Shan wouldn’t have feared Lin Feng. He would have gone to war with the Profound Azure Sect without hesitation.
But now, Lin Feng was the Emperor—what could he do?
Below, the Blood Spirit Sect elders exchanged glances, their expressions tense.
The Great Elder, Lei Lie, couldn’t help but remind him, “Sect Master, perhaps we should consider a way to manage the aftermath!”
He wore a face full of worry.
The Blood Spirit Sect had always hoped that being mentioned in the Emperor’s diary would boost their reputation.
Now they were in it, all right.
But instead of benefits, it had brought ruin upon them.
Yan Shan calmed down, realizing the gravity of the situation. He trembled, his eyes flashing with a desperate glint but finding no way out!
At that moment, every Nascent Soul cultivator in the Blood Spirit Sect paled in horror.
They could sense the approach of countless powerful auras, sweeping in like a collapsing mountain.
The intent was unmistakable—hostility toward the Blood Spirit Sect. Waves of spiritual senses were already probing every corner of the sect.
Yan Shan was shaken, his urge to flee fading.
With so many powerful cultivators coming from all directions, escape was impossible, even with his level at the Integration stage.
Gritting his teeth, his eyes filled with ruthless determination. “Prepare for battle! There’s no escaping this—we’ll fight them to the death!”
“Indeed!”
“Activate the sect’s protective formation and make a last stand!”
The Great Elder, Lei Lie, immediately agreed, though in his heart, he thought that these people’s main target was Yan Shan.
Once the battle broke out, they might have a chance to escape.
Clearly, the Blood Spirit Sect was no longer a place they could stay…
These old monsters who had cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years were as shrewd as they come. When things go south, preserving their lives is what matters most.
“Caw—”
At that moment, a piercing cry echoed from above.
A massive Xuan bird appeared in the sky, its body bathed in flames, wings outstretched, hovering above the Blood Spirit Sect.
Boom!
In an instant, the temperature over several miles surged to an unbearable heat.
Blood Spirit Sect was hit first—the flowers, trees, and plants inside the mountain gate withered rapidly, rivers evaporated, and the ground cracked.
Moments later, dozens more Xuan birds, like blazing flames, flew from the horizon.
They arrived in the blink of an eye!
The already intense waves of heat pressed down even harder.
Inside the Blood Spirit Sect, cries of agony echoed as weaker disciples were burned to death.
Commander Zhao Shanhe of the Xuanbird Guard, his eyes cold and his blade unsheathed, looked down indifferently.
“By Her Majesty’s command—annihilate the Blood Spirit Sect!”