Mutation (Part 2)

Heavenly Treasure Palace.

The once bustling and prosperous Great Dao Sect Dao Palace is now in ruins.

After the True One Sect drove the people out, they did not send anyone to reorganize the place; they simply left it empty.

Then he went to compete with the Western Sect for various powerful positions in the Imperial Court.

The Twelve Provinces each had a powerful official position in charge.

With the collapse of the Heavenly Treasure Palace of the Great Dao Sect, a considerable amount of space has been freed up, enough for the two sides to share for a period of time.

However, Ling Emperor remained silent, and recently he had been engrossed in the Heavenly Demon Dance, paying no attention to the outside world.

At this time, on Heavenly Treasure Mountain.

The white Sunny Flower that once covered the mountain have long since fallen and withered.

All that's left are bare tree trunks waiting for new buds.

"The fragrance of herbs lingers, hidden among the white-flowered stones of Yuntai Mountain."

Inside the spacious Heavenly Treasure Palace at this moment.

A strange figure in Black-Robed Figure was slowly walking among the temples.

The figure was draped in a large, even somewhat bulky, black robe and cloak that covered the entire body, including the head, and wore a strange Bronze Ghost Mask on the face.

The demon's face was extremely peculiar. A thin golden line ran from its forehead to its chin, dividing it in two.

The left half is smiling, and the right half is angry.

"This century-old Dao Palace has existed long enough; it's time to change its name."

The Copper Masked Man gently reached out and stroked the huge Incense Burner in the center of the square of the Heavenly Treasure Palace.

The Incense Burner was six meters tall and more than seven meters in diameter, resembling a small house.

"Who goes there?! How dare you trespass here! Don't you know this is a forbidden area?!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in True One robe rushed over from a distance, staring at the Copper Masked Man and shouting angrily.

At the same time, First Squad of the Spirit Army guarding the area also entered behind him.

This group of men were all fully armed, with Crossbow, swords, and shields. They were strong, powerful, and moved in unison, clearly demonstrating their high level of training.

"Hiding your head and tail, acting suspiciously, there's something wrong with you at first glance, take him down!" The Daoist priest sensed something was amiss as soon as he saw the Copper Masked Man, and immediately waved his hand, ordering him to take him down first.

In such a sensitive period, we should arrest them without considering the consequences.

This is Great Capital, no matter who he is or what kind of expert he is, he can't turn the world upside down! "Take him down?" The Copper Masked Man chuckled softly. He turned around to look at the other person.

"It's been so many years since anyone dared to say such a thing to me."

"It seems," he reached up and touched the edge of the mask on his face, "That you have forgotten the pain this mask inflicted back then."

"Stop!!" A sharp shout suddenly came from not far away and approached rapidly.

But it was too late.

The Copper Masked Man's figure slowly faded and disappeared from the spot, as if what had been standing there was just a phantom.

It was just a fleeting moment.

His figure reappeared behind the group of the Spirit Army. It was as if he had simply walked through the formation, nothing more.

But all the soldiers of the entire Spirit Army, a total of thirty-six, remained motionless and frozen in place at that moment, maintaining their previous movements and postures.

"Who's speaking? I didn't hear you." The Copper Masked Man calmly turned around and looked in the direction of the voice.

Could you please repeat that?

In an instant, all the Spirit Army, along with the True One Sect Daoist who was leading them, exploded like fireworks.

But what splattered when they exploded wasn't blood.

Instead, they were countless silver threads that flowed like liquid!

Puff puff puff puff!

Without touching the ground, all the silver threads traversed the distance, rose into the air, and surged into the Copper Masked Man sleeve, disappearing from sight.

In an instant, all the living people present vanished, leaving only remnants of clothing, shoes, hats, and armor that fell to the ground.

At this moment, an old Daoist priest in a green robe and golden crown, bearing the mark of the True One Sect, leaped over the palace wall from a distance with a grim expression, landed, and stared intently at the Copper Masked Man.

After seeing the scattered clothes on the ground, and then seeing the brass mask worn by the Copper Masked Man.

He suddenly seemed to realize something, his pupils contracted instantly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Senior! Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. You shouldn't have come looking for us." The old Daoist was the Taiji Palace's Worship God Grandmaster, Daoist Tai Chang was on duty here.

"What is injustice, and who owes me a debt?" The Copper Masked Man shook his head slightly. "Qing Yi of the Taiji Palace, isn't he in Great Capital?"

The Daoist Tai Chang felt a chill run down his spine.

"No, I True One believe that we should never cross paths again."

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and the other person had vanished from the distance.

He hurriedly looked around, trying to find traces of the other person.

But suddenly a pain shot through my chest.

He quickly looked down in alarm, tore open his clothes, and saw a silver mark on his heart, slowly outlining a bright crescent moon.

It was as if an unseen person was standing in front of him, dipping a brush in ink and carefully drawing on his heart.

"No!! I've painstakingly cultivated for decades to Worship God Grandmaster! I'm not reconciled!!"

Bang!

His voice abruptly stopped, and in the instant the crescent moon was fully drawn, the Daoist Tai Chang Taichang exploded like fireworks.

There was no blood, only countless silver threads, which surged out like liquid and flew into the distance.

*** Tai Yi Canyon.

Jin Yuyan had been cultivating her Civilian Skill with her eyes closed to nourish her spirit and adjust her state, suddenly opened her eyes naturally and slowly stopped cultivating.

For these exceptionally powerful individuals who have long Worship God, cultivation cannot improve their abilities, but it can help them maintain a stable and harmonious state, allowing them to be in a perfect state of unity of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit at all times.

"The time has come." She stood up and looked up at the two Spirit General opposite her.

Are you all ready?

True One Chunrong Western Sect Yuan Li, who were opposite each other, opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Jin Yuyan with confusion.

"What do you mean by this? We both have backup plans. The power of Heavenly Treasure Jade Void might be unknown to those below, but at our level, everyone knows. If we're talking about hiding it, how much can you really hide?" Chunrong smiled dismissively.

"It seems Yu Yan is confident, but," Yuan Li said calmly, "Our reinforcements should be arriving soon."

"Reinforcements?" Jin Yuyan paused slightly, as if sensing something. She turned her head sharply and looked into the distance.

There stood a slender figure in a black dress, her long hair flowing in the wind.

However, it also wore a pure Silver Mask on its face.

Coincidentally, her mask, in terms of style, size, and shape, was exactly the same as Jin Yuyan's.

"Sister, it's been so many years!" The Silver Masked Woman's silvery laughter drifted from afar.

"You're still so beautiful. So beautiful, so aloof, so beautiful, that I just want to chop your pretty face to pieces."

The malice in the other party's tone was so strong that even Yuan Li and Chunrong, who were standing to the side, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"You're not dead yet." After Jin Yuyan's eyes beneath the mask returned to calm, a hint of contempt in them.

"I spared your life back then out of pity. And now you dare to show your face in front of me?"

"I heard you also joined the Taiqing Lineage and entered the Sensing Gate? Just to seek revenge against me?"

Jin Yuyan closed her eyes slightly.

"Now they've betrayed the Sensing Gate and joined the Western Sect. How laughable!"

"Whether it's laughable or not, I don't know." The Silver Masked Woman stepped forward, getting closer.

"All I know is that you will die today!"

"Death? With just you?!" Jin Yuyan narrowed his eyes, his pupils slowly turning silver.

Silver Spirit Thread surged and flowed beneath her skin, like a river eroding its bed, making a grating swishing sound.

In an instant, her body rapidly expanded and grew larger, with countless Silver Thread gushing from her pores, covering her body and weaving into a complete set of silver armor.

At the same time, the three people opposite them were also covered in silver, and their size rapidly increased.

***Click.

Zhang Rongfang shuddered, feeling a chilling current gushing out from the tumor on his back and spreading throughout his body.

The biting cold was so intense that he couldn't help but shiver.

"What's wrong, sir?" Chang Yuqing noticed his unusual behavior and asked with some confusion.

"It's nothing, I just made some discoveries about your condition." Zhang Rongfang suppressed his urge to immediately go back and check on your body, and calmly chatted with Chang Yuqing.

He has Dark Light Vision, which allows him to detect some abnormalities in the other person's body.

The blood vessels are thin and narrow, the flow rate is slow, and the muscle structure seems to be different from that of ordinary people.

Each item Zhang Rongfang mentioned caused Chang Yuqing's expression to widen in astonishment.

She was horrified to discover that the other person's explanation was more detailed and thorough than any doctor she had ever seen before.

This made her realize that her problem might be treatable.

Just as she was having this thought, Zhang Rongfang suddenly said goodbye.

"I just remembered I have something to take care of, so I'll go out for a bit and come back in a bit."

"Uh, this..." Before Chang Yuqing Zhang Rongfang turned around and left quickly.

The door slammed shut.

Zhang Rongfang rushed towards the Aloeswood Manor.

At this moment, he could feel that the tumor on his back seemed to have split open and disappeared.

But he didn't know exactly what had happened; he needed a mirror to see it clearly.

In this era, many people still use bronze mirrors.

After being polished smooth, a bronze mirror is actually only slightly blurrier than a real glass mirror.

Aside from its yellowish color, it is no different from a glass mirror.

It just needs to be polished at a lens polishing shop periodically to restore its smoothness.

After returning to the Aloeswood Manor, Zhang Rongfang went straight to the bedroom and took out two round bronze mirrors that were placed next to the desk.

Then take off your shirt and position it at a reflective angle against your back.

In an instant, all the changes on his back became clearly visible to him.

"This is!!?"

His pupils suddenly contracted.

It was as if I had witnessed something incredible.

In the reflection of that bronze mirror.

He could clearly see that on the skin of his back, there were dense veins like silk threads, faintly weaving into a blood-red lotus flower! The lotus flower had a total of eighty-one petals.

During his years in the Daoist Sect, Zhang Rongfang has read extensively from classical texts and biographies of many figures who contributed to the development of Daoism.

But no one has ever had a Blood Lotus, woven from blood vessels, actually appear on his body like this!