Winds and Clouds Gather, a Bloodbath for the Blood Spirit Sect!

Liyue Immortal Dynasty!

Ye Qingge sat upright on the imperial throne, her face as cold as frost, while killing intent as tangible as a physical force swept outward.

Within the Gathering Immortal Hall, all the ministers wore solemn expressions.

They had no idea why the Empress had suddenly flown into such a rage when, just moments ago, they had all been peacefully reading the diary together.

Could it be because of the Great Emperor's Diary?

The Prime Minister, Gongyang Mu, speculated inwardly: "The Great Emperor's Diary mentions that he was ambushed by the Blood Spirit Sect and suffered some injuries..."

"And that is why Her Majesty is so furious!"

Once Gongyang Mu reached this conclusion, he dared not think any further, yet he knew that there must be some unspeakable secret between the Empress and the Great Emperor.

If that were truly the case, it might not necessarily be a bad thing for the Liyue Immortal Dynasty.

However, having realized this point.

Gongyang Mu knew that in the future, matters concerning the Immortal Great Emperor should be handled with extreme caution.

Lest he accidentally provoke Her Majesty at some point.

He wouldn't even know how he died.

Ye Qingge's face remained icy, her mind no longer on the court as she said in a deep voice: "Dismissed!"

As the words fell, she immediately departed for her sleeping quarters.

A moment later.

"Scoundrels!"

"How dare they injure my man!"

Still feeling unappeased, Ye Qingge instructed an old woman beside her: "Send another order to Zhao Shanhe. I want the Blood Spirit Sect to flow with blood; leave no living thing behind."

"Even the spirit beasts they keep in their sect are to be slaughtered!"

The old woman's expression turned stern; she bowed and retreated in haste, taking out a Sound Transmission Talisman to relay the imperial decree to Zhao Shanhe of the Black Bird Guard once more.

After doing all this.

Ye Qingge's anger finally subsided slightly, and she felt a lingering fear in her heart, thinking to herself:

It's fortunate that fellow was clever and didn't get killed. Otherwise, how would I have been able to meet him later?

As she spoke, she took out the Little Leather Doll again, pinching and stroking it.

Jade Pool Holy Land.

Yuan Ruoyu looked at the newly exposed diary, also filled with uncontrollable rage.

If it weren't for the vast distance and the fact that it was inconvenient for her to leave the Sacred Land right now, she would have wanted to take action herself!

"Abominable!"

"They dared to destroy the Protective Soft Armor I gave my lover; I will make you pay a price written in blood!"

Yuan Ruoyu murmured in a low voice, once again utilizing the Sacred Land's Sound Transmission Secret Technique to issue orders to Liu Piaopiao, who was far away in Qing Province.

The ancient cultivation clan, the Pei Clan.

The current patriarch, Pei Xuanzhen, was furious and said in a deep voice: "The Immortal Great Emperor has shown kindness to our Pei Clan!"

"Now that such a thing has come to light, how can our Pei Clan stand idly by? Immediately dispatch the clan's elites and wipe out this Blood Spirit Sect!"

Below, in the great hall.

The elders of the clan all expressed their agreement upon hearing the patriarch's words.

In their view, this was a trivial matter—merely a small sect in the Southern Region of Qing Province.

Destroying them was as simple as it got.

Not to mention that the Immortal Great Emperor had once done their clan a favor; even if he hadn't, using this incident to forge a bond of goodwill with the Great Emperor!

That alone was well worth it.

The next moment, the Pei Clan disciples stationed in Qing Province received the order from the clan.

They headed straight for the Blood Spirit Sect.

Beyond these families, countless other sects and clans began to mobilize.

Some had historical ties to the Immortal Great Emperor.

Others simply worshipped the Great Emperor or hoped to secure a favorable connection with him.

Of course, there was no shortage of those looking to loot a burning house or simply join the fray.

Some local sects in the Southern Region of Qing Province also moved at the news; some had long been oppressed by the Blood Spirit Sect, and now that the opportunity had arrived, they certainly wouldn't miss it.

Xuanqing Sect.

Yan Changkong led a group of elders and the sect's elite disciples, sharpening their blades and conducting pre-battle mobilization.

It had been a long time since their sect had engaged in such a large-scale war.

This battle must be fought with momentum!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the face of the ancestor Lin Feng?

If you can't find the book by its title, try searching for the author; perhaps the name has simply been changed!

"Move out! Take down the Blood Spirit Sect, then come back to read the remaining diary entries!"

There are still two diary entries released today that haven't been read yet.

Yan Changkong led a group of people, soaring into the sky, gathering in a vast and mighty force toward the direction of the Blood Spirit Sect.

It was only then that they realized!

Along the way, people from various major sects, as well as many rogue cultivators, were all heading toward the Blood Spirit Sect.

The purpose was self-evident.

Terrifying figures streaked through the air like a plague of locusts, flying frantically toward the location of the Blood Spirit Sect.

At this moment, inside the Blood Spirit Sect!

Yan Shan looked at the content in the diary, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

A heaven-shaking killing intent swept outward.

"Immortal Great Emperor, so it was you who killed my Yu'er!"

Six thousand years ago, Yan Shan was merely a hall master of the Blood Spirit Sect, and he had only one son, Yan Yu.

However, one day, after Yan Yu went out, there was never any news of him again.

He was neither seen alive nor found dead.

Yan Shan had exhausted his efforts and searched bitterly, but he could not find a single clue.

He also knew that Yan Yu had surely met with misfortune.

At first, Yan Shan thought it was most likely done by his enemies, as he certainly had quite a few.

It wasn't until the diary was exposed that he realized it was the handiwork of the Immortal Great Emperor!

If he had been able to find out back then.

Yan Shan truly would not have feared Lin Feng; he would not have hesitated to go to war directly with the Xuanqing Sect.

But now, Lin Feng was already a Great Emperor, so what else could he do?

Below, the elders of the Blood Soul Sect looked at each other in dismay.

Great Elder Lei Lie couldn't help but remind him: "Sect Master, we should think about how to handle the aftermath!"

As he spoke, he wore a look of deep sorrow.

The Blood Spirit Sect had always wanted to be featured in the Great Emperor's Diary to boost their reputation.

Now that they finally were.

They hadn't expected it to be under these circumstances, bringing not benefits, but destruction.

Yan Shan calmed down at this moment, and after thinking through the crux of the matter, he felt a wave of lingering fear and began to tremble.

His eyes flickered with intensity, yet he could find no way to resolve the situation!

Just then, the cultivators of the Blood Soul Sect at the Nascent Soul stage and above all changed expressions, revealing looks of horror.

They could sense that countless powerful auras were currently descending upon them.

It was vast and mighty, like a landslide or an earthquake.

Without concealing their hostility toward the Blood Spirit Sect, waves of divine sense had even begun to probe everything within the sect in advance.

Yan Shan was greatly shaken, and the thought of trying to escape was extinguished.

With so many experts coming from all directions, even with his Body Integration realm, it was impossible to flee.

Yan Shan gritted his teeth, a fierce light erupting in his eyes: "Prepare for battle! We cannot leave; we will fight them to the death!"

"Agreed!"

"Activate the Sect Protection Array, and fight for our lives!"

Great Elder Lei Lie immediately echoed the sentiment, though in his heart, he was thinking that the target of these people was likely Yan Shan.

As long as the chaos of battle broke out, they might not lack the opportunity to escape.

It was clear that they could no longer stay in the Blood Spirit Sect...

These old monsters who had cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years—which one of them wasn't a cunning fox?

Once trouble strikes, preserving one's own life is what matters most.

"Screech—"

Just then, a loud, piercing cry suddenly came from the sky.

A massive Mystic Bird, its entire body bathed in flames, appeared above the Blood Spirit Sect with its wings spread wide.

The next moment, the world for dozens of miles around became incredibly scorching, and the temperature soared rapidly.

The Blood Spirit Sect bore the brunt of the assault; the flowers and trees within the mountain gates withered rapidly, the river water evaporated, and the earth cracked open.

A moment later, dozens more Black Bird guards flew in from the horizon like clusters of fireworks.

They arrived in an instant!

The already terrifying heatwave rolled down with even greater crushing force.

Inside the Blood Spirit Sect, a chorus of wails and screams erupted as disciples with lower cultivation levels were scorched to death on the spot.

Zhao Shanhe, commander of the Black Bird Guard, gazed down with icy eyes, drawing his long blade from its sheath as he looked on indifferently:

"His Majesty has decreed: wash the Blood Spirit Sect in blood!"