Chapter 1944: 1943: Blood Qi, Ominous Figure

Chapter 1944: Chapter 1943: Blood Qi, Ominous Figure

“As a former Heaven Challenger, the Empress’s causality is only ever-increasing.”

Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s question, Taoist Shiyan smiled.

He replied, “After all, the Empress has already fallen, so causality will not proactively attach itself to me.

But you are different.

You are a living embodiment of causality!”

“Some things aren’t something you can cling to if you wish, nor can you escape from them if you want,” Xu Zimei said with narrowed eyes.

“Although I do not know what the Heavenly Secret Holy Land is,

in front of me, you still lack the qualifications to decide anything.”

“Senior is right,” Taoist Shiyan did not argue, only offered a placating smile.

“Senior should go first, otherwise someone else might take the Empress’s inheritance.”

This Taoist Shiyan, to put it nicely, is cautious.

To put it bluntly, he is a coward.

Fearful of Xu Zimei’s causality, to such an extent.

In the Heavenly Secret Holy Land, nothing is left to chance, and a gentleman does not stand by a dangerous wall.

The people in this Heavenly Secret Holy Land seem to all believe in fate.

Xu Zimei couldn’t be bothered to argue over it. He took out the Fragment of the Cangtian.

This is the best guiding object.

With a resounding “boom.”

Upon entering this Emperor’s Tomb, the power struggle of the Fragment of the Cangtian became even stronger.

Moreover, due to Xu Zimei’s lack of suppression, this fragment broke through Xu Zimei’s seal by sheer force.

It flew eastward.

Although the speed of the Fragment of the Cangtian was fast, compared to Xu Zimei, it was still somewhat slow.

Xu Zimei stepped into the air, chasing after the fragment.

Taoist Shiyan saw this scene.

He picked up his abacus again and moved the beads a few times.

He then frowned, muttering to himself, “Ah, the Empress’s legacy, no wonder it behaves so.

Looks like this causality is hard to sever. He indeed found the correct direction.”

Taoist Shiyan felt a bit troubled.

Because heading east with Xu Zimei was likely where the Empress was located.

Otherwise, the legacy object, the Fragment of the Cangtian, wouldn’t have reacted so greatly.

And if Taoist Shiyan wanted to obtain the inheritance, he had to go with Xu Zimei.

But he didn’t want to be entangled in causality.

Taoist Shiyan sighed.

Finally, he muttered to himself, “Alas, the world’s affairs are ever-changing. How could a single abacus calculate it all?

Since I’m here, this causality is unavoidable.”

Saying this, Taoist Shiyan also stepped into the air, heading east.

……

Immortal Mountain lies at the horizon,

Within the Emperor’s Tomb the immortal name remains.

Each mountain here once was an abode of great champions.

But Xu Zimei had no interest in this.

For his true target was the Empress’s residence.

Seeing Taoist Shiyan trailing behind, Xu Zimei ignored him.

The Fragment of the Cangtian ahead sped up, prompting Xu Zimei to pour his full strength into moving through the void.

“Boom, boom.”

In the immortal mist ahead, two enormous Immortal Pines appeared.

Pine trees are known for their resilience.

The two trees took root on the two adjacent Immortal Mountains,

The mountains were shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see inside.

Yet the pine trees jutted upwards,

They grew straight to tens of thousands of meters high, visible just by lifting the eyes.

The pines nearly blocked the road ahead, forcing Xu Zimei to weave through the branches and gaps.

After passing through the pine trees, the scene ahead changed completely.

It seemed they had reached the end of the Emperor’s Tomb.

No longer were there swirling immortal mists, nor towering peaks.

There was only a small mountain.

This small mountain was not large, seemingly the smallest peak within the Emperor’s Tomb.

However, it exuded the heaviest traces of humanity.

Flowers and greenery, as well as large trees, grew upon it.

Among these were no Spiritual Medicines, just ordinary plants and trees.

The little mountain was lush with vegetation, and within it was a door.

This door was embedded into the side of the mountain,

as if someone had hollowed out a large hole before installing the door.

The Fragment of the Cangtian stopped outside the door, wanting to enter.

But the door was tightly shut, causing the Fragment to anxiously spin in circles.

Xu Zimei and Taoist Shiyan’s silhouettes stopped below.

“No longer afraid of being entangled in causality?” Xu Zimei asked.

Taoist Shiyan chuckled awkwardly.

He explained, “I’m just here to observe the Empress’s inheritance.

I don’t dare to snatch it from you, nor do I have any ulterior motives.”

Xu Zimei was indifferent to his intentions, previously only curious about the Taoist’s Heavenly Secret Calculations.

He gazed ahead.

Now the door was tightly shut, and it was unclear what material it was made of.

Depicted on it were images of the “Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise”–four Divine Beasts.

But the Four Symbols depicted were strange.

Because, normally, the Azure Dragon is in the east, White Tiger in the west, Black Tortoise in the north, Vermilion Bird in the south.

However, on this door, the Azure Dragon and White Tiger were reversed east to west.

The Black Tortoise and Vermilion Bird, north to south.

This arrangement sent shivers down one’s spine, instinctively feeling something amiss.

Even Taoist Shiyan sensed something was off.

He reflexively took a few steps back from the door.

Quickly, he took up his abacus to calculate.

The longer he calculated, the more somber his face grew.

“No, no!”

“This place seems to be where the Empress resided, but the mountain formations appear to have been altered by someone.

How could I not calculate this?”

“Strange, strange.”

Taoist Shiyan said many things in a row and then looked up at Xu Zimei.

He said, “I have a bad feeling.

This seems to be some kind of setup, purposefully arranged.”

“Since we’re already caught in the setup, regardless of what setup it is, we must see the person who arranged it,”

Xu Zimei smiled.

Indeed, he too sensed something amiss.

This was indeed the Emperor’s Tomb, but since the Empress challenged the heavens, she never returned.

Surely someone else had been here first, before.

Xu Zimei stepped forward, slowly pushing open the timeworn door.

Before he could exert force, the door opened by itself.

From inside, an endless aura of blood floated out.

The intensity of this blood aura was astounding.

The air was gone; blood aura replaced everything.

It was hard to imagine how much blood aura was sealed within.

Now as the door was opened, the space inside connected with the outside world, this blood aura found an outlet.

The blood aura swiftly turned the entire mountain crimson.

The originally green little mountain became one of blood.

And still, the blood aura persisted, as if it would never be exhausted.

Threatening to turn the entire Emperor’s Tomb, even the Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram, red.

Xu Zimei’s gaze penetrated the endless blood aura, looking toward the innermost part of the door.

A towering figure stood up from within the blood, draped with long white hair.

As this figure turned, it resembled the Blood Clan, with a gaunt face and scarlet eyes.

Even the ears were triangular.

This figure stepped out.

It was clear the endless blood aura emanated from this figure.

Step by step, the figure walked out from within the door.