Calamity

The elegant and simple study was very quiet.

"For the sake of humanity?"

Feng Jiuxuan's voice was calm, but one could immediately sense his disdain for his words.

Old Man Luo didn't seem to care about the tone at all, and said:

"Yes, the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion was founded for the continuation of the human race."

"At least in my generation, the original intention of the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion was still preserved. Although the internal power struggles were fierce, at least when the Strange Ghost calamity came, you could say that if one of them was gone, the other would be gone. In the end, the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion held up half of the sky for the human race."

"Certainly,

"Whether their original intentions have changed now is unknown. After all, only by surviving and becoming strong can one discuss ideals and original intentions, right?"

Speaking of this,

Old Man Luo smiled nonchalantly and continued:

"I think you, Chancellor Xu, should know what it means that the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion Master cannot see the future, right?"

Xu Yinhe pondered for a moment:

"I know, I found some ancient books about the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion in some secret realms when I was young."

Old Man Luo, with his scholarly appearance and remnant soul, revealed a gentle and refined smile:

"Since that's the case, then I won't explain any further."

Xu Yinhe's fingertips gently traced the edge of the cardboard of the memorial, his voice deep and resonant:

"So, senior, what you're saying is that my next actions will lead to a calamity?"

He knew that what he and Li Yaoxuan were about to do would result in many deaths.

Many innocent people will be displaced, and countless once happy families will be plunged into disaster.

But disaster struck.

The so-called calamity, if not handled carefully, could leave nine out of ten households in the world empty.

Old Man Luo raised his hand and touched his chin, denying it:

"Not exactly. There are many descriptions of the calamity within the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion, but they can all be summarized as clan conflicts."

Xu Yinhe suddenly stopped what he was doing, and the atmosphere in the room froze instantly:

"Ethnic conflict?"

Old Man Luo said unhurriedly:

"The Heavenly Oversight Pavilion has existed for a long time. The ancient books and documents in the Scripture Pavilion have been interrupted several times due to calamities. However, the calamities that are recorded are basically those caused by other races wanting to enter the Central Plains for survival space."

"A different race?"

Xu Yinhe narrowed his eyes and tapped the open memorial on the table with his index finger. "Ancient Abyss?"

The only threat from the surrounding alien races is Ancient Abyss.

It's a very simple principle.

The Great Desert and the barren lands of the Barbarian Tribe were inhospitable and had harsh climates, making it impossible for them to support the rise of a powerful ethnic group.

The Demon Race of the Ancient Abyss are different. They not only possess the vast Ancient Abyss canyon, but also the Wanxing Mountain Range, which stretches for 100,000 miles, as their own territory.

However, they were not very united internally, and there were constant conflicts between various races. If it weren't for their shared vision of settling in the Central Plains, they could basically be described as a small Great Yan Dynasty.

"I don't know about that."

Upon hearing this question, Old Man Luo replied straightforwardly, "Actually, calamities are dangerous, but they are also influenced by some personal factors."

Xu Yinhe raised his eyes, his gaze serious:

What do you mean?

Old Man Luo explained with a smile:

"The calamity unleashed by the Charm God Tree Spirit twenty thousand years ago could have swept across the world, but due to the Charm God Tree Spirit itself, it was ultimately confined to the Qionghua Secret Realm."

Xu Yinhe didn't understand, but Feng Jiuxuan suddenly murmured:

"The Charm God Cherry Tree, the Qionghua Secret Realm?"

A thoughtful look flickered in his long, narrow eyes, his gaze somewhat strange. "So that's how it is."

Xu Yinhe turned to look at Feng Jiuxuan:

"A discovery?"

"There are some."

Feng Jiuxuan nodded, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

The Dome Palace was shrouded in an ethereal mist.

Two white figures moved through the remaining Mountain Protection Array as if it were empty.

Aside from the damage caused by a few younger generations and the decay and collapse due to time, most of the vast palace complex still retains its appearance from ten thousand years ago.

Feng Jiuxuan, dressed in a white robe, walked side by side with Tianyuan, whose palace dress fluttered in the breeze. Both of them could sense the immense pressure emanating from the Cultivation Method they were practicing.

In terms of levels within Cangyuan, if two level 120 players are running a level 85 dungeon, the biggest threat would only be the other player.

Cooperation does not mean that action is out of the question.

We've arrived at the deepest part of the secret realm.

Feng Jiuxuan glanced sideways at the white-clad, veiled woman with an indifferent expression:

"It seems the location your apprentice gave you wasn't accurate either."

The main hall was completely empty; there were no skeletons or corpses, nor any Sumeru Ring.

Tianyuan didn't show much emotion about this, and met Feng Jiuxuan's gaze:

"That happened 20,000 years ago. How much has changed since then, and how many people have come to explore it—these are all unknowns."

Feng Jiuxuan is concise and clear. Analysis:

"The Charm God Tree Spirit was still alive when Changtian arrived; it couldn't have been taken by an outsider."

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Tianyuan remained silent, a divine light flashing in her golden eyes.

Feng Jiuxuan stared at her silently.

However, Tianyuan seems to be making deductions and investigations.

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea,

Tianyuan's tall figure suddenly lifted off the ground, her snow-white, flowing skirt fluttering without wind, the thin veil lifting to reveal her stunningly beautiful face.

Feng Jiuxuan held his sword and watched her silently.

The next moment,

"Boom!"

The entire Qionghua Palace began to shake, and the remaining array was activated only to be instantly shattered.

The stable structure of the main hall seemed to be enveloped by some immense force and began to shake, eventually succumbing to the pressure and gradually disintegrating.

A magnificent dome, beams, supporting stone pillars, and floor.

Within a few breaths,

The magnificent Qionghua Hall was dismantled into building materials that floated into the air.

Two figures in white also flew into the air along with the disintegrating building materials.

Feng Jiuxuan stood on a stone brick, looking down, his pupils slightly contracting:

"This is."

Below the Qionghua Hall lies a pitch-black abyss.

With Feng Jiuxuan's cultivation level, he was naturally able to see through the darkness and see the scene below.

Above the abyss's walls are countless withered, thick vines and tree roots, and hanging from these tangled branches are countless corpses.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless bodies, numbering no less than a million.

Most of it has weathered away.

At the end of that abyss lay dozens of still-intact skeletons.

One of the skeletons, which was entirely golden, was particularly striking. It was possible to vaguely see that the entire sternum of this golden skeleton was broken, and the right arm and left leg were missing.

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Upon witnessing this scene, even Feng Jiuxuan, with his composure, was somewhat unsettled.

What... what happened here?

"Xu Changtian didn't tell you about what happened here?"

Tianyuan's clear voice drifted over. "Even without a divine soul, he should still be able to remember some things."

"My family matters are none of your concern, Your Excellency."

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes regained their indifference, but he subconsciously tightened his grip on Clear Abyss.

That little brat, why didn't you tell him something this important?

He used to feel a little sorry for Changge when he saw her beat this kid so badly, but now it seems...

Very good, really very good!

After a moment of silence, the two of them simultaneously leaped down.

They fell to the deepest part of the abyss, where it was pitch black all around, but this did not obstruct their vision in the slightest.

Feng Jiuxuan, holding the hilt of his sword, stood still and looked around.

What happened here?

Tianyuan didn't hide anything from this and walked towards the golden skeleton:

"These people are all controlled by the Charm God Tree Spirit, who uses them as nourishment to sustain itself."

Feng Jiuxuan followed, frowning as he whispered:

"Such a large number of monsters, nurtured by cultivators, are trapped here and gradually eroded by time?"

Tianyuan paused before the golden skeleton:

"The Charm God Cherry Tree isn't trapped here. You should know that even the most meticulously crafted formation can't last for 20,000 years without maintenance."

"What do you mean by that?" Feng Jiuxuan frowned.

Tianyuan glanced at it emotionlessly, then retrieved a Sumeru Ring from the golden skeleton's finger:

"A sword fanatic like you wouldn't understand. You can go ask your nephew; he and my disciple reenacted the Charm God Tree Spirit's fate in the illusion."

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Feng Jiuxuan ignored her words, staring at Tianyuan's actions, and pressed his thumb on the hilt of his sword, revealing a glint of cold light:

What are you holding?

"The relics of the former Heavenly Oversight Pavilion Master."

Tianyuan turned around, her deep golden eyes standing out conspicuously in the darkness:

"Xu Yinhe sent you here to reinforce the Northern Border with these Sumeru Ring. There's no point in us fighting here. Take the items and leave."

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After a moment of eye contact, Feng Jiuxuan withdrew his thumb.

Upon seeing this, Tianyuan immediately took to the air and disappeared into the Black Abyss without saying a word.

Listen carefully,

Xu Yinhe, sitting behind the desk, glanced at Xu Yuan expressionlessly.

"." Xu Yuan.

"It seems that Changtian is still hiding quite a few things from me."

"Father, please let me explain."

Xu Yuan coughed lightly. "My memories of the Qionghua Secret Realm are very vague, and I can't quite recall them even if I wanted to."

Old Man Luo chuckled softly, his expression ambiguous.

"Blurry. Tsk tsk."

"." Xu Yuan.

He glanced at the old man with indifferent eyes.

Old Man Luo chuckled and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Xu Yinhe:

"Chancellor Xu, this matter really cannot be blamed on young Xu. Without the Yantian Divine Soul, there are many things he cannot remember."

That's enough.

Xu Yinhe only offered a mild rebuke, then said, "The events of twenty thousand years ago are in the past. What's important now is the emergence of the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion."

"Father, wait a moment." Xu Yuan suddenly raised his hand upon hearing this.

The three people present then turned their gazes toward him.

Xu Yinhe remained calm despite being interrupted, which was typical of the child.

"Changtian, what are you trying to say?"

Xu Yuan carefully considered his words, then went to find a chair and sat down:

"Father, the reason why the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion is disliked is that they can predict the future. If they continue to develop, it is very likely that everyone will have another emperor emeritus."

"The emergence of the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion could indeed be due to an impending great calamity. After all, when a great calamity is approaching, they cannot see the future, and their most detestable abilities will be erased. Before the world has dealt with the crisis, it will lose its motivation to eliminate them."

"But is it possible—and I mean possible—that the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion was forced to emerge because it could no longer remain hidden?"

In Cangyuan, the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion never appeared until the end of the story when the world returned to peace, and the so-called great calamity of the world never occurred.

It's just various sects fighting each other all over the world.

The early emergence of the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion was most likely due to the influence of this butterfly.

Xu Yuan finished speaking and remained silent for a long time.

Xu Yinhe seemed to be considering Xu Yuan's speculation, and suddenly he raised his hand to seal off Old Man Luo's five senses.

The illusory figure of the Confucian scholar standing in the center of the study vanished instantly.

"..." The Saint's Remnant Soul.

For a moment, only the three of them remained in the study.

Xu Yinhe looked at Xu Yuan and asked in a low voice:

"Changtian, are you saying that Luo Daofan is untrustworthy?"

Xu Yuan shook his head:

"No, Father, Luo Daofan is trustworthy. He is a traitor to the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion. Usually, such traitors are more ruthless to their own people than to their enemies."

"What I mean is, you don't need to let the talk of an impending catastrophe affect your judgment of the overall situation."

"Hehe."

Xu Yinhe chuckled softly, shook his head, and slowly rose from his chair:

"Changtian, your father has never believed in fate."

"Since your reminder last time, the investigation on Lou Ji's side has actually made some progress. Coupled with what happened to your maternal uncle this time, the existence of the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion can indeed not be hidden for long. It is very likely that its choice to emerge was out of desperation."

"If the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion is truly acting for the continuation of the human race, then the Great Yan can replace its State Preceptor. If it is acting for its own benefit, then it is merely an enemy hidden in the shadows surfacing. Either way, it is a good thing for us."

"But the situation in the world has become more complicated now. Just like the person who instigated you to target Mu Zhiyun, we still haven't found out whether it was a sect, the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion, or someone else."

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Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Now that things have come to this, with Tianyan emergence of the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion, his entire storyline has been completely over.

With the complete emergence of the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion, it will most likely take over the position of the Tianyuan Sword Sect. With such a force in existence, it's uncertain whether the sects that initially sided with the Prime Minister's Estate will switch sides.

The future is completely unpredictable.

Xu Yinhe walked slowly to Xu Yuan's side and patted him on the shoulder:

"Changtian, focus on your cultivation. You don't have much time left. Contact Hua Hong directly if you need anything."

As he spoke,

Xu Yinhe looked at Feng Jiuxuan, who was leaning against the wall:

"Brother, please take good care of Changtian's cultivation."

Feng Jiuxuan showed Xu Yinhe no respect whatsoever, and snorted coldly:

"Changtian is Qian'er's child, you don't need to tell me."

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Upon hearing Qian'er, Xu Yinhe's stern gaze became complicated. After returning the Soul Ring to Xu Yuan, he silently and slowly walked out of the study.

In the days that followed, Xu Yuan's life consisted of nothing but cultivation, monotonous cultivation.

Feng Jiuxuan did not immediately teach Xu Yuan how to cultivate the sword, but instead let him break through to the fifth rank of Soul Condensation first.

Although he possesses Innate Dao Body and is also blessed with the advantage of wealth, it will still take him time to break through to the fifth rank.

Time passed day by day.

Xu Yuan finally broke through from Subordinate Sixth Rank trash to a fifth-rank weakling.

At the same time,

In the southern border region of the Great Yan Imperial Capital, far from the capital, where it meets the vast Great Wilderness, a towering pagoda suddenly rises from the ground.

The Heavenly Oversight Pavilion has been established.

Ten minutes late again

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