Hundred Beast Hall's Probe! Ice Block's Birthday

Three days later, after the snowfall, the Southern Border region was sunny and clear.

Those three suns seemed to be the eyes of God, silently watching over the vast earth.

In many villages and towns in Southern Border, beliefs have quietly changed, and they all worship the same being— the Heavenly Venerable.

"The Heavenly Venerable Immortal instructed us to offer him stones and also taught us the Mountain-Opening Hammer Technique and Second Set of Radio Calisthenics."

"You're offering stones? Our town is plagued by floods, and the Heavenly Venerable Immortal told us to dig riverbeds and offer him silt..."

"Why are all the disciples around the immortal so strangely shaped and frightening? Could it be from practicing Radio Calisthenics?"

"That won't do. The Immortal said that all members of the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect are skilled in Image-Mimicking Martial Arts..."

"After doing Radio Calisthenics for a few days, my back pain and leg soreness are gone."

"The Heavenly Venerable Immortal truly helps when needed; believing in him is True Spirit; he doesn't even need virgin boys or girls!"

"Really? My child is only six years old. Why don't we just move the whole family to your town?"

The Demon Summoning Cult, Southern Border Branch.

The ancient hall was pitch black, as if even the sunlight couldn't penetrate it. The dim light made the murals on the walls, which exuded Savage Wilderness atmosphere, even more eerie.

I could faintly hear howling and roaring sounds in my ears, sounds that didn't seem to come from a human.

"Recently, our sect has suffered heavy losses. What are your thoughts on this?"

The Hundred Beast Hall Master sat at the head of the table, his voice hoarse, like a lifeless withered tree.

The Demon Summoning Cult has always cooperated with Han Zhen, and the Hundred Beast Hall was born from this cooperation.

Han Zhen is now dead.

The ultimate goal of the Hundred Beast Hall remains unchanged, consisting of only two words: True Dragon.

Summon the True Dragon to descend upon the world.

True Dragon are not innate beings, but rather powerful beings that were used as totems by humans. Through the process of various tribes annexing each other, the totems merged and eventually gave birth to this species.

When the Power of All Living Beings is sufficient, things will naturally arise.

So even though Han Zhen is dead, the Hundred Beast Hall hasn't changed much from before; it still controls the Southern Border and gathers the Power of All Living Beings.

But now, someone has shaken the foundation of the Hundred Beast Hall.

"..."

None of the High Priest present were the first to speak.

Please, they are members of a demonic cult.

Some people secretly fight amongst themselves all the time. What business is it of theirs if something happens in someone else's territory?

Another group of people are still unclear about the situation, and fearing that saying too much will lead to mistakes, they dare not speak.

The hall master snorted coldly:

"As you all know, the Holy Son has been in low spirits lately. He has always desired the body of True Dragon to reclaim his place at the top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

"If they find out we've done a poor job, they'll be in big trouble..."

The High Priest swallowed hard and sat up straight.

The hall master is the Holy Son's brother-in-law.

After whispering among themselves for a while, one of the High Priest spoke up:

"Master, our most urgent task now is to find out the origins of this Heavenly Court Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect, especially that so-called Heavenly Venerable."

"The Heavenly Court? The Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect? The Heavenly Venerable?"

"Yes, he claims to be Heavenly Venerable Immortal, he has been asleep for countless years, and possesses great Divine Ability..."

"Hiss! Creation of heaven and earth? I doubt even a storybook would dare to exaggerate like that..."

Among the many High Priest present, the lowest level was the Inner Scene Realm.

Even from the External Scene Realm, one dares not speculate on the unpredictable and mysterious nature of creation.

If this is true.

Let alone a branch of the Demon Summoning Cult, even the cult leader of the main altar would have to be extremely cautious if he came.

"There's one more thing."

The Hundred Beast Hall Master's expression grew increasingly serious:

"This Heavenly Venerable said that our God Summoning Cult has only obtained a tiny fraction of the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect has to offer."

"Impossible, right?"

"Our history is long, dating back to before the Great Yu, but..."

The High Priest recalled what the head priest had just said about part of the other party's information.

That Heavenly Venerable was accompanied by a group of disciples, all of whom were outstanding and showed signs of becoming beasts.

This is somewhat similar to the fundamental method of their Hundred Beast Hall, the Myriad Forms Dragon Transformation Technique.

However, the drawbacks of the Dragon Transformation Sutra are also obvious. Cultivators who bear the bloodline power of various beasts are very prone to losing their minds. Most people lose their minds when they transform into a dragon, let alone a jiao (a type of dragon).

However, the disciples beside that Heavenly Venerable all seemed to be perfectly lucid.

I heard that they practice some kind of Image-Mimicking Martial Arts.

The other party even has the name Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect!

Moreover, just like them, they are also absorbing the Power of All Living Beings!

The High Priest grew increasingly alarmed as they thought about it.

Is there even the slightest possibility that what they said... is true?

Demon Summoning Cult they really only obtain a fragment of the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Trace's inheritance, which led to their current state?

Hiss...

The issues that are being uncovered seem to be getting increasingly serious!

Whispers filled the main hall.

Little Li probably never dreamed that his simple desire to gather some "Power of All Living Beings" would lead him to inexplicably be lured into joining the Demon Summoning Cult.

After a while.

The Hundred Beast Hall Master coughed once and said:

"Regardless of the other side, we must give the Holy Son an explanation!"

"Whether it's true or false, we have to test the waters! Try to establish contact with them and figure out if they're friend or foe!"

It involves the fundamental secrets of the religion, and although it is somewhat dangerous, it also contains fortuitous opportunity.

The High Priest eagerly signed up.

The moon rises above the treetops.

Greenwood City was bathed in a gentle, watery silver light.

In the Unseen, a clear, melodious bird song seemed to rise, or a giant whale in a dream sinking into a phantom sea, its cry piercing the sky.

"The Melodious Sound Bird has been formed."

A gust of wind opened the window of the room, causing ripples to Ying Bing's dark hair.

She subconsciously opened the Big-Headed Doll, took out the Green Jade Hairpin, and was about to tie up the strands of hair hanging down her back, which were making her back itchy, when she paused.

The Green Jade Hairpin, bathed in moonlight, shimmered and gleamed, seemingly still bearing the warmth of someone's palm.

Just thinking about that warmth...

She then recalled the improvements made by a certain genius, Li, to the dual cultivation method, "Phoenix Singing in the Heavenly Marsh," which combined dual cultivation with foot massage...

Illusion!

This jade hairpin is an ordinary object, not made of warm jade! The warmth is merely her illusion...

Ying Bing pursed her lips and tied her hair up with a hairpin. She decided to try out her newly acquired Extreme Form, the Divine Intent of the Melodious Sound Bird.

Splash--

Her flowing skirt suddenly glowed with gold, transforming into a golden, exotic garment.

She wore light gauze lantern pants on her lower body, and a corset with gold thread and sequins on her upper body, revealing her flat, streamlined abdomen.

If Little Li were here, he would definitely exclaim:

"Holy crap, a dancer from the Western Regions!"

"He might like this?"

Ying Bing initially frowned, feeling that the clothing was too unrestrained, but when she thought of the gleaming expression on the face of a certain Divine Hammer Little Overlord, she couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her mouth.

She lowered her eyes, her Will Soul surging with Divine Intent.

The Melodious Sound Bird is skilled at dancing and has a keen ear.

She seemed to hear various sounds carried by the wind.

"This restaurant is doing really well! I heard that the barbecue here was personally developed by Little Li Overlord?"

"Boss, how's the quality of this hammer? Is it good for breaking rocks? The Heavenly Venerable Immortal ordered us to dig rocks to offer as sacrifices to him."

Heavenly Venerable Immortal?

Upon hearing the word 'immortal', Ying Bing's eyelids twitched slightly.

Which Witch Spirit or deity dares to claim themselves as an immortal?

It can only be him...

"Mom, can you buy me Osmanthus Cake for my birthday?"

"Silly child, your birthday is still seven days away. It'll spoil in seven days."

Birthday...

Ying Bing gently opened her eyes, the moon reflected in her clear, serene gaze.

She then remembered.

Five days until her... birthday?

These two words sounded unfamiliar, since she never celebrated her birthday and always lived a quiet, solitary life, no different from her usual routine.

He hasn't finished his business yet.

This birthday will probably be no different from any other year; it'll just pass by like nothing happened.

Anyway, she was already used to it.