Tang Changsheng thought so, but he felt not the slightest fear. Relying on the power of the Myriad Forms Mirror, he slipped into the City and made his way toward the Ancestral God.
Rows of patrolling soldiers passed right by Tang Changsheng without noticing him.
The Wingguard General may be formidable, but in terms of cultivation, he's only at the Yin Spirit level. He can't see through my Myriad Forms Mirror...
The Hongdong Ancestral God was asleep. The being Tang Changsheng had once raised up with his own hands had become a towering colossus, at least fifteen zhang tall.
But the Ancestral God's sleep was clearly unnatural. Talismans clung to his body, and much of the consciousness within his Spirit Terrace had been altered. The Heavenly Court had plainly tampered with him...
Even the backdoor Tang Changsheng had left in his Sea of Consciousness had been erased.
Fortunately, no one had discovered the tiny Corpse-Guarding Worm sleeping on the Ancestral God's body.
That speck of a Corpse-Guarding Worm might look insignificant, but if Tang Changsheng woke it, it would multiply madly into countless worms. In the blink of an eye, they could devour the Ancestral God...
But that was his last resort!
For now, Tang Changsheng had slipped in under the Myriad Forms Mirror's protection. He frowned slightly. The talisman on the Ancestral God was no simple thing: it carried a Divine Power that had all but taken control of the Hongdong Ancestral God's Sea of Consciousness. He could not act rashly and alert the enemy...
I'd hoped to sneak in and plant a Heavenly Heart Seed in the Ancestral God. It looks like I can't make a move now...
Tang Changsheng sighed softly and was about to withdraw from the great hall when he heard armor clanking. A patrol