Ink Rising in All Directions

A hundred miles away, on a grassland mostly eroded by wind and sand, a person was running nimbly, carrying a bundle on his back. Inside the bundle twisted and changed, occasionally revealing ginseng roots, the sword's blade, and cat and Doghead.

At this moment, the Doghead struggled free, glaring angrily at the fleeing man, muttering, "What's your name again? Right, it's Qiu An! Release me now, or you'll be sorry! My true form is right behind me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of demonic wind blew in from behind, and the human form that the Heavenly Hound had transformed into was inside, riding the gale and relentlessly pursuing them!

"Hey! You cultivator, release my Wisdom Soul at once!"

At this moment, another cat's head popped out of the package, revealing a fawning smile, "I never expected Your Excellency's true form to be a great demon of the Violet Palace Realm. I have offended you in the past, please forgive me!"

"Hmph!" Doghead snorted coldly, about to speak, when suddenly the wind and clouds surged in the sky, and streaks of pitch-black ink appeared!

"What is this?" Doghead and Cat Head stared wide-eyed at the same time, looking towards the source of the ink, only to see that the ink stretched to the horizon!

Dingchang City, Xiao Lan was calming the aftermath and reassuring the soldiers.

Inside and outside the barracks, many soldiers were whispering about Qiu Yan's battle against the Left Wise King.

The impact of this battle was significant, at least within the military camp. It changed the minds of many soldiers who had Original Edition been wary of Qiu Yan's alter ego, especially after the final pursuit of the Left Wise King, which earned them their respect.

"The top scholar has already gone after him, shouldn't we send troops to respond?" In the central command tent, Lu Jiang and Yuan Xing were discussing something, but the latter slowly shook his head, his gaze suddenly falling on Elder Xu.

The old man sat cross-legged on the cushion, silent, seemingly sensing something from afar, as if influenced by Yuan Xing's gaze. Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, frowning. "Go tell the Marquis that we cannot send troops now; only the two elders can handle it. I didn't notice the chaotic Spiritual Qi before, but now I realize that the Left Wise King has risked his lifespan to temporarily shield the surrounding Dragon Qi and Human Path Order. If he attacks with his troops now, things will be dire."

"The Human Path Order is blocked, so he can't use it either?" Lu Jiang, puzzled. "The Left Wise King used to use Military School Order to suppress the Military Momentum and let the cultivators over. That's how he achieved results. Since he can't use the Human Path Order, can't he only rely on Military School means? What's there to be afraid of?"

Yuan Xing glanced at him and shook his head, saying, "Dingchang City is located on the frontier and is affected by the influence of two dragons. The Black Dragon in the north has not yet gained power and is unlikely to have a significant impact on the city. However, this is contingent on the pressure and restraint of the Dragon Qi in the Central Plains. Now that the Dragon Qi in the Central Plains has temporarily receded, if the Black Dragon were to return, even if it lasts only a short time, the entire city's Fortune would be reversed. At that time..."

Before he could finish speaking, the curtain of the tent was lifted, Xiao Jian rushed over.

Upon seeing his appearance, someone asked, "Young General, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Where is Father Commander? I have something to report." Xiao Jian asked, not seeing Xiao Lan.

"The Marquis is at the training ground." Yuan Xing got up and walked over. "Has the delegation made any moves?"

"That's right," Xiao Jian nodded. "They said that such a commotion would inevitably attract the attention of the Grasslands tribes, so they need to enter the Grasslands before the impact spreads. That's why they've already set off from the post station."

"They've already set off?" Yuan Xing frowned. The delegation's desire to leave wasn't unexpected, but their haste was quite surprising.

Despite the unexpected turn of events, Yuan Xing still said, "In that case, I'll accompany you there first and explain the matter to the Marquis."

Lu Jiang said, "The delegation just left like that? Wasn't the top scholar a member of it? If the delegation leaves, won't they leave him behind? Although the Marquis originally intended to keep him, he didn't even submit a memorial or offer any explanation. He was simply abandoned by the delegation. Won't the court investigate? If he's treated as a deserter, it will be difficult to handle."

"These things are beyond our control..." Yuan Xing was about to say more when he heard a commotion outside the tent.

"What's wrong now?" Puzzled, the people inside the tent went out and saw several soldiers on guard, looking up at the sky and pointing.

Upon hearing this gesture, Yuan Xing, Lu Jiang, Xiao Jian, and the others also looked up, their expressions varying.

In the sky, the clouds were shaken apart by the aftershocks of the battle, revealing a vast expanse of empty sky. But on this cloudless blue sky, tiny specks of ink appeared, one after another, evolving into various scenes, eventually converging and flying northward, stretching all the way. At first glance, it looked like a continuous trail of inky smoke!

"What's this?"

Beside the camp gate, Yang Zhong and Pang Qianru were talking. One of them had a smile on his face, while the other was serious and rigid, but now they were both looking up at the sky.

"This ink stain is somewhat similar to the marks I made with the same brush when I fought Qiu Yan." Pang Qianru narrowed her eyes. "It seems something interesting is about to happen." Without saying a word, Pang Qianru turned and left, put her fingers in her mouth and whistled. Warhorses galloped up.

She turned and gave Yang Zhong a hearty smile, then pushed off with her feet, leaping into the air, landing on her horse, and then flicked the reins, spurring her horse away!

The entire process was incredibly smooth and seamless.

Seeing Pang Qianru's departing figure, Yang Zhong showed no surprise. The two had known each other since childhood, and Yang Zhong knew the temperament of this daughter of a military family. He also knew that her noble father had arranged for several experts to accompany and protect her, so he didn't need to worry too much.

"However, this time is different from the past. It may very well lead to a major war, which will inevitably affect many people. I hope she won't act too recklessly." Thinking about this, Yang Zhong looked up at the sky again.

At the same time, Xiao Lan, who was in the training ground, was also looking at the sky. This Marquis Maishan of Great Rui was still savoring the insights fed back by his Martial Thought. At this moment, looking at those ink marks, he felt a strange sensation as he connected observation and thought. He vaguely sensed a lot of information hidden in the ink marks, as if there were changes in military formations.

"Is this using Ink-Speech Warfare to describe military strategy...?"

Da da da!

On the other side, Pang Qianru galloped on her horse, heading north from the military camp. Along the way, she would pass through the Dingchang City. From afar, she could see that in front of the city gate, where Qiu Yan had killed Bu Yichi, a wisp of ink, shaped like smoke, was rising and drifting into the sky.

Even south of Dingchang City, in the Central Plains, black energy spread outwards.

"Interesting..."

As she spoke, Pang Qianru turned her horse around and stepped onto the vast Grasslands.

The sky and earth are vast and empty. Looking ahead, the land stretches to the horizon. At the end of the line, the sky and the earth meet. But in the sky, there are streaks of black ink, as if someone is using a brush to write dragons and snakes on the azure sky!

The ink marks gathered, like dark clouds gathering, gradually forming a torrent.

The torrent surged onward, extending to even more distant places.

Beneath the sky, the wild horse herd affected by the battle had departed, leaving behind patches of flesh and blood smashed out by ice. Under the influence of some unknown force, the shattered flesh and bones pulsed and gathered together, transforming into a giant ball of flesh that took root in the earth, as if brewing something.

Underground, the deity was terrified, still shaken by the battle, and not yet fully recovered from the influence of that ancient will. He was also filled with fear at the ever-growing ball of flesh, making him extremely chaotic.

However, the Divine Office instincts of the gods still allowed them to transmit the inky torrent from the heavens into the god's heart through Divine Sense and Divine Hearing Method, making him even more bewildered.

The next moment, ink marks appeared around the ball of flesh, between the bits of meat and ice. Even the clouds in the sky showed traces of ink, from which the outlines of an Immortal Crane and a narrow-mouthed bottle could be vaguely discerned.

This outline, barely visible, then disintegrated, merging with the ink flying in from the south, like two armies meeting, carrying a wealth of information, surging northward!

Further north, wherever Qiu Yan went, faint ink marks appeared, making this torrent of ink grow even stronger, stretching across the sky!

"What is this?" Ahead, following the connection of the Wisdom Soul, the Heavenly Hound was tracking forward. Looking at the dark torrent, he couldn't help but press down on the clouds. He felt a power within it that made him tremble and became wary!

Ahead of the Heavenly Hound, Qiu An, surrounded by demonic winds, turned around, his body transforming into a stream of water, meandering and weaving, carrying the package, and breaking free, rushing towards the forest ahead.

Qiu An's origins are complicated. His original form was Tang Lai from the Upper Spirit Sect. Qiu Yan took away his soul, leaving only his shell. He was also Karma by poisonous water, and finally, his Karma was frozen by Divine Spirit Body, severing his past. He is now a completely new person.

He was originally assigned to Jiannan Circuit to protect the safety of Liu Huai's family. Now that Liu Huai and the others have gone to the Imperial City, with Hu Qi and Dai Guo to look after them, and with the Imperial City's Dragon Qi stable, ordinary cultivators can hardly threaten them. Therefore, Qiu An was transferred to Qiu Yan's side to secretly accompany him.

This time, Qiu Yan fought a great battle with the Left Wise King and decided to pursue him. All the things left in the city were taken by Qiu An, including the cat and dog that imprisoned Wisdom Soul and the Cat Demon, which also attracted the Heavenly Hound.

In Dingchang City, the Heavenly Hound was momentarily dazed due to the collision of Dragon Qi, and its mind was slightly dulled. In addition, Qiu An, with Tang Lai's foundation, had also recovered a lot of cultivation, Upper Spirit Third Turn, and was able to perform nature transformations. It continued on its way without being captured.

Whoosh!

Just as the Heavenly Hound was puzzled, a blast of icy Mystic Ice shot towards them, accompanied by a shrill voice—

"Halt!"

As he finished speaking, the inky torrent in the sky transformed into clouds and mist, falling into the Lin Zhong and staining the book in Qiu Yan's hand!

This inky torrent traveled from the Central Plains, through Dingchang, past Shenling, and into the Lin Zhong. The long journey was completed in an instant. Even the Rouluo Three Saints could not stop it in time, but now they all felt a sense of alarm. With tacit understanding, they each took action. The palace master blocked the Heavenly Hound's advance, while the remaining two, disregarding the reputation of bullying the weak and attacking the few with the many, unleashed their moves and aimed directly at Qiu Yan!

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