Heaven and Earth Convergence I
Central Secretariat · Dongzhong City.
Layer upon layer of pavilions and courtyards rise and fall, forming a tranquil scene of red walls and green tiles throughout the city.
The tallest Academy Tower in the city, standing at 325 meters, houses the largest and most complete collection of books.
At this moment, atop the Academy Tower, the sound of reading aloud drifted from the academy below. The sounds of poetry recitations in the gardens, along with music from Zaju and plays, carried on the wind and permeated the entire city.
Whoosh! A tall figure draped in a sky-blue cloak suddenly appeared at the top of the tower.
Standing atop the tower, the figure overlooks the entire city, a faint trace of regret lingering in his sky-blue fluorescent eyes.
"Actually, I really dislike taking action against the powerless. But Confucian Sect is an exception."
God Loves the World, but people receive so much, yet they believe it is not a gift, but rather self-improvement. This is the most fundamental sin of the Confucian Sect.
"My lord." Another masked man in a blue-trimmed black robe appeared behind him.
"Ignorance of divine grace and insatiable greed are inherent aspects of human nature. Therefore, we need to remind them of reverence every now and then. There is an old saying that says, 'The petty man fears power but does not cherish virtue,' which is exactly the case."
"That makes sense. God Loves the World, but He must also prevent people from crossing the line. It is in these difficult times that my role as Divine Shepherd comes into play."
The figure turned its head slightly, looking towards the very center of the city.
Sunlight shone on his face, revealing a classic, Spirit Person countenance.
The thick black beard above the lips extends outwards to the sides, reaching all the way to the chin.
His face was square and large, his eyebrows extremely dark, his cheeks covered with many faint red spots, and his skin was as rough as an unpolished stone slab. The texture was grainy and uneven, unusually pronounced.
"Let's go. Let's take care of what Yue Dewen left behind."
He took a step forward, and his body fell freely, plummeting straight down from the top of the tower, which was over 300 meters high.
His subordinates behind him also leaped up, unfolded their wingsuits, and glided forward.
Moreover, behind the Academy Tower, countless figures in blue-edged Black-Robed Figure flew in like birds, rushing towards this temporary headquarters of the Confucian Sect, which had only been built a few years ago.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A huge, heavy bell rang out.
"Who goes there?! How dare you trespass on the Academy!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Get to the safe zone quickly!!"
A series of fierce shouts rose into the sky.
At the same time, there were also countless Confucian Sect masters leaping up to meet the enemy.
The Black-Robed Figure quickly engaged the Confucian Sect master in battle, with both sides unleashing deadly attacks in an instant, each aiming for a swift victory.
It caused considerable casualties upon initial contact.
The Divine Shepherd, just before landing, suddenly slowed down and slapped to the side.
With a loud bang, he shot towards the center of the city like an arrow.
"How dare you!!"
Two elderly men dressed in Confucian robes stepped forward from both sides to block their path.
The two of them entered the Final Form together, their bodies growing to four meters tall, with huge muscles twisting and coiling around their bodies like tree roots.
But before the two immense forces could even touch the Divine Shepherd, they suddenly paused. Then they turned and strangely struck each other.
"I am the Divine Shepherd, and no mortal shall disobey me." The Divine Shepherd slowed down, lightly touched the roof of a house with his toes, and landed gently with a somersault.
He had now entered a secluded courtyard.
There is an old Old Locust Tree in the courtyard, and a delicate gray-white stone tablet stands under the tree.
The stele is covered with various small-character scriptures and other inscriptions.
This is a stone tablet that looks quite ordinary to ordinary people.
But in the eyes of those with Spirit Core.
The text carved on the stone tablet was now emitting a soft, white light.
At the same time, wisps of pale white smoke were continuously drawn from the air in all directions and gathered into the stone tablet.
"The Fortune Carrying False Body Array is truly impressive. As expected of Yue Dewen, he can even improve such an ancient formation and use it here to share the burden of gathering power."
At the same time, it can also win over Confucian Sect, which was originally neutral and wavering, and turn it into a force under its control.
The Divine Shepherd exclaimed in admiration. The more he learned about this new National Preceptor, the more he felt that this man was proficient in martial arts, formations, and medicine. And in each of these fields, he was a true genius!
"It's a pity that such a talented person cannot be used by Ling Fei."
He raised his hand and struck the stone tablet with lightning speed.
Bang!
The stone tablet shattered into pieces instantly, the white light dimmed, and it turned into a pile of broken stones.
Only then did the aura of the Grandmasters of the Confucian Academy appear, rapidly approaching this place. But strangely, although these Grandmasters could arrive here in just a few breaths, they kept circling around aimlessly.
The Divine Shepherd sighed again, turned and left abruptly, disappearing from the spot before the Confucian Sect arrived.
***Yellow sands covered the land, in a desolate desert on the border of Great Ling.
The golden sun cast its scorching rays, baking the sand dunes and hills until they were scalding hot.
Between several sand dunes lies a relatively solid, flat clearing.
A dozen or so tall men and women, draped in gray and white sand-proof cloths, were laboriously digging something from the ground in a small patch of ruins.
They didn't use any tools; they dug with their bare hands, using only their five fingers. And they were incredibly efficient.
In just a short while, a rectangular pit measuring three meters long and two meters wide had been dug.
"Found it!" someone suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"Bring it up." Several people, seemingly the leaders, were still standing by the sandpit and gave the order.
"Yes!"
Soon, with the combined efforts of everyone,
Deep within the sandpit, a strange coffin made entirely of bronze-colored metal was slowly lifted out.
Bang.
The bottom of the coffin hit the sand, kicking up a small cloud of yellow dust.
At this moment, the leader stepped forward to verify the information, then hurriedly raised his hand and released a firework into the sky.
Red fireworks suddenly exploded, and even in the midday desert, they could be seen and heard to some extent.
Whoosh!
The fireworks exploded not long after, less than ten breaths later.
Three figures appeared simultaneously on one side of the coffin.
The leader was a White-Haired Man with pale purple eyes.
The man was dressed in purple, with a tall and slender figure, and his long hair was tied up and hung down his back. There was an indescribable, strange rhythm in his movements.
Even with a mask on, one can sense that he must have been a handsome and talented young man in his youth.
Apart from him.
There were two others, one with gray, messy hair, wearing a tiger skin that revealed his strong, muscular upper body.
Another figure, dressed in a dirty gray robe and carrying a white Long Sword, had shifting, ever-changing expressions of gentleness and impatience.
These two were Sky Roc Hunting Tiger Di Jiang, who had come together to witness the event.
"Open it," the purple-eyed man said calmly.
The four people stood at the four corners of the coffin and exerted force together.
Click.
Inside the coffin, some kind of mechanism or gears were subtly turning, forcibly locking the coffin lid and preventing it from opening.
Even with all their strength, the four of them could only barely open a crack in the coffin.
"Friends Xiangjian, the time has come against the tide," the purple-eyed man said softly. "Damir, how long are you going to sleep?!"
His words immediately shocked everyone around him.
Damir!?
That seemed to be the name of the Imperial Tutor who had long since fallen! But wasn't the Imperial Tutor dead? How could he be here again, in a coffin in this desolate land!? Bang! Sky Roc Hunting Tiger grabbed the edge of the coffin lid with one hand and suddenly exerted force.
The entire coffin burst open with a crash, the lid was blown far away and smashed into the sand.
Only then did everyone see clearly.
Inside the coffin lay the body of an elderly man with a kind face and a square, full face.
The old man was wearing a golden kasaya. His head, chest, and waist were piled high with all kinds of amber, dzi beads, jade, and gold ornaments.
His hands formed a Divine Treasury Seal in front of him, and his skin was rosy and lifelike, as if he were just sleeping and had not passed away.
Everyone knew that Damir had been dead for many years. In such a hot and dry environment, not to mention a corpse, even a living person would turn into a mummified corpse if they didn't eat or drink for several years.
But what they were seeing completely overturned everyone's common sense.
"As agreed, I've brought your Emperor Earth."
The purple-eyed man stepped forward and took out a delicate, dark gold Round Ball from his sleeve.
He carefully placed the Round Ball in the center of Damir's hands, which were forming a mudra.
In the very center of the Divine Treasury Seal is an eye representing the void, which perfectly holds the dark golden Round Ball.
Click.
Just as the golden Round Ball was placed in the center of the handprint.
Suddenly, Damir's eyes snapped open, his murky, dark gray pupils rapidly contracting to reflect the bright, azure, and scorching sky.
"Welcome back after faking your death for many years." The purple-eyed man beside him extended his hand.
***Inside the Human Immortal Cave.
A splash of water.
In the thick, dark red pool of blood, a figure suddenly leaped out and gently landed on the edge of the pool.
With his blood-stained robe trailing on the ground, Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes. His pupils had now turned a deep, dark red.
There was no white in the eyes; instead, the area that used to be the white of the eyes had turned completely black.
The area that originally belonged to the pupil turned dark red.
"Didn't you find out that the Jade Void Palace is about to start fighting? Why aren't you going there yet?" White Scale asked in his mind.
"No rush," Zhang Rongfang replied casually.
"What are you waiting for?! Your master is almost dead! Didn't you say you were going to save him?" White Scale seemed even more anxious than him. "What are you waiting for?!"
Zhang Rongfang did not reply.
Achieving the complete form will inevitably involve a significant improvement. However, this improvement is difficult to explain.
He glanced at the second blood pool pit, which was almost completely built on the other side.
With the first model case established, building the second one wasn't difficult. The previous time was mainly spent on experimental testing.
Close your eyes and open the Attribute Panel.
Fourteen more Available Attributes are now available.
Without hesitation, he poured everything into his life.
Life instantly became 1586. Soak again, one more time and you'll be fully satisfied!
Zhang Rongfang ignored the used blood pool and walked to the new blood pool, raising his hand horizontally.
Hiss. In an instant, countless viscous bloodstains flowed down his arm, rapidly covering the bottom of the second blood pool like Blood Blanket.
Soon, the blood begins to generate new digestive tracts, forming a complete digestive system outside the body.
Zhang Rongfang then went to the nine Pill Furnace and placed a small piece of his own flesh and blood into each one, allowing it to work with the blood and water to grow into the stomach wall.
Finally, there is the metabolic purification and filtration system.