The notice appeared three days later.
It wasn't posted on any wall, nor was it read by someone in the street. It was poured directly into the minds of every common person in the sixteen star regions northwest of the Heaven Realm.
Spiritual broadcast.
The coverage is accurate to those Star Domain that have been deceived, and there is no extraneous one, like measuring hair with a ruler.
Nezha, who was reconciling accounts with Yin Jiao in Main Star Great Hall, was awakened by the message that exploded in Communication Array.
"Third Prince, something big happened."
Covert Sentinels's voice was so anxious that it almost broke.
"Origin Temple sent a message, which was inserted into the consciousness of all the people in the sixteen Star Domain through spiritual broadcasting. The content is..."
Covert Sentinels paused for a moment, as if he was organizing his words.
"Read it." Nezha threw the account book in his hand on the table.
"That's what the original text said." Covert Sentinels cleared his throat.
"Listen to the truth, all the people in the world, those who are standing in the Firmament Realm today are not the true ancestors, but the evil people who have stolen the Divine Position, deceived the world with false magic, and intimidated all people with violence. The Incense Offerings they established Divine Statue, are all evil weapons to extract people's fat and anointing. I, Origin Temple, inherit the orthodoxy of Heavenly Dao and receive the order of the Great Thousand Origin Realm to bring order to the lower world. Only those who believe in False God will wake up quickly and abandon the darkness and turn to the light, so that they can avoid disaster."
Nezha's face turned green when he heard it.
After listening, the gun body of Fire-Tipped Spear was clenched by him.
"He said Master is evil?"
Covert Sentinels's voice became more urgent.
"Not only did they say that, they also released a set of images. In the images, the fake Lord Gu Changqing is standing in the clouds wearing Golden Robe, followed by a group of so-called Origin angels, claiming that he is the orthodox master of Myriad Worlds, and saying that the current political power of the Firmament Realm is usurped."
Yin Jiao listened nearby and his face darkened.
"The spiritual broadcast can cover all the people in sixteen star regions. How much spiritual power does this require?"
"Quasi-Immortal Emperor level precision Divine Power cannot reach this range."
Yang Jian's voice came from the door. He held the door frame with one hand and walked into the Great Hall. There was some new blood on the medicine cloth. It was obvious that he had just done something he shouldn't have done.
"The underlying logic of this kind of spiritual broadcast is not to rely on human power, but to use the previously intercepted Vow Power as a carrier to spread."
"Three hundred and seventy million points Vow Power."
Yin Jiao continued this sentence,
"They used the fraudulent Vow Power as fuel for broadcast signals."
"Use our own Faith to scold us."
Nezha slammed the gun on the ground, and the tip of the gun was embedded half an inch deep into Stone Brick.
Communication Array is on again.
This time it is the voice of Tongtian.
"Nezha, Master heard it."
"What do you say Master?"
"Two words, don't worry."
"I'm so anxious, I just want to sew those people's mouths shut."
Tongtian didn't get into trouble with him.
"Master asks you not to move yet. Let Covert Sentinels continue to monitor the public response of those sixteen Star Domain to see how much the people believe it."
Nezha opened his mouth to refute, but Tongtian had already cut off the communication.
Yin Jiao pulled up a chair next to him and sat down.
"Third Prince, Master are right. Chasing and fighting now will only make things more chaotic. We need to see what the people below think first."
"What do the people think?"
Nezha turned around in the Great Hall irritably,
"What can people think? Those swindlers first sold fake Cultivation Technique to deceive people, and now they issued a notice saying that Master is fake. People in remote Star Domain have no information. What if someone believes it?"
Yang Jian was leaning against the door and did not participate in the discussion.
He is looking at the Formation Core Fragment in his hand.
Runes on the fragment has become Transformation in the past three days, and several originally blurry scratches have become clear, like some kind of delayed activation information.
"Yin Jiao." Yang Jian suddenly spoke.
"Here."
"When you interrogated those eight prisoners, did you ask them if they had seen the real leader of Origin Temple?"
Yin Jiao thought for a while.
"I asked, and the confessions of eight people were consistent. They all said they had never seen him, and that they had only dealt with Veiled Woman."
"What about Veiled Woman's Cultivation?"
"The prisoner said she couldn't feel anything. She just felt that the air around her was very quiet when she was standing there. It wasn't the quiet feeling of oppression, but it was as if even the sound was swallowed up."
Yang Jian collected the fragments into his arms.
"The sound is swallowed up."
He said nothing more, turned around and came out Great Hall.
Nezha looked at his back as he walked away.
"Where are you going, Senior Brother Yang?"
"I don't know." Yin Jiao shook his head.
Nezha didn't want to wait around in the Great Hall, so he explained a few words to Yin Jiao and ran out.
Instead of looking for Yang Jian, he went to the Xiaotian Dog nest in the back mountain.
Xiaotian Dog was lying in the nest chewing bones. When he saw Nezha coming over, his tail wagged twice.
"Stop chewing, we have business."
Xiaotian Dog spit out the bones and tilted his head to look at him.
Nezha told the story again, getting angrier and angrier as he spoke, until he raised his voice so much that the entire back mountain could hear it.
Xiaotian Dog After listening, a low whine came out of his mouth.
"You feel something is wrong too, right?"
Nezha squatted down and touched its head,
"The sources of information for these people are too accurate. It seems like someone is feeding them intelligence from the inside."
Xiaotian Dog stood up, sniffed the air a few times, and suddenly barked in the northwest direction.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaotian Dog barked three times in a row, with a restlessness in his voice that Nezha had never heard before.
"What do you smell?"
Xiaotian Dog jumped out of the nest and ran a few steps toward the back mountain. He looked back at Nezha, obviously asking him to follow.
Nezha followed Wind-Fire Wheels.
Xiaotian Dog ran all the way to a wasteland outside the back mountain, turned around several times on the ground, and sniffed the dirt with his nose.
Then it starts to dig.
The front paws were digging rapidly, spraying dirt and gravel on both sides.
Less than ten breaths later, an iron plate appeared under the ground.
There is a cloth bag pressed on the iron plate, and wrapped in the cloth bag is a roll of Bamboo Slips and a piece of paper.
There are several words written on the note.
A meeting gift for the second prince the Firmament.
Nezha's face turned completely black.
He unfolded Bamboo Slips, and inside was a more detailed draft of the message, which contained a lot more content than the version that was broadcast. One of the paragraphs was specifically written about Nezha.
He said that he was just a lackey kept by Gu Changqing, and that Eternal Demon Venerable Dharma Form was just a stolen sorcery.
At the end of Bamboo Slips, there is a portrait.
The portrait is Xiaotian Dog.
No, not exactly Xiaotian Dog.
The thing in the painting has the body shape and outline of Xiaotian Dog, but its four legs are made of iron rivets, the hair on its body is painted with spray paint, its mouth is made of welded iron, and a palm-sized plastic sign hangs around its neck, with two characters crookedly engraved on it.
Pangu.
A tin robot dog with a plastic sign that says Pangu hanging around its neck.
There is also a line of small words drawn next to it: The divine beast mount of the founder of the heavens.
Xiaotian Dog saw that portrait, and the hair all over his body exploded.
It wasn't like it was angry, but it let out a Nezha roar from the depths of its throat that made my heart tremble when I heard it.
Nezha held Bamboo Slips in his hand, his knuckles turned white.
He looked down at Xiaotian Dog.
Xiaotian Dog's eyes did not have the usual laziness and easygoingness, but were replaced by pure hatred.
It was insulted.
It's not a random provocation, it's carefully designed to hit the most painful spot.
To make it into a fake iron sheet and hang Pangu's name around the neck of the fake as a toy is not only an insult to Xiaotian Dog, but also an insult to the dignity of the entire the Firmament Realm.
Nezha squatted down and looked level with Xiaotian Dog.
"Remember this tone."
Xiaotian Dog is still roaring in his throat.
Nezha stood up, stuffed Bamboo Slips and the portrait into his arms, and Communication Array pointed it in the direction of Gu Changqing.
"Master, they buried things in the hill behind our house."
Communication Array was quiet for three breaths.
Gu Changqing's voice came over, the tone was the same as usual, and there was no emotion or anger.
"What?"
"A draft of the memorandum, and a painting of Xiaotian Dog being made into a tin dog, with a fake Pangu sign hanging around its neck."
The other end of the communication line was quiet again.
This time the silence lasted longer than before.
Nezha Waiting.
"Master?"
When Gu Changqing's voice came again, there was still no fluctuation.
But Nezha has been following him for so long, and I can hear something underneath those two words.
"Bring it up."