Countering Forces

"How about it?"

"There's no reaction; they're still reciting!"

As the sun began to set at six o'clock in the afternoon, the horizon darkened into a deep blue.

Ren Anran was somewhat uneasy, so she asked Zhang Xuezhou about the situation.

Zhang Xuezhou shrugged, indicating that Jin Shixue, who had the slowest journey, had arrived with his men, but the plan to create the "eye of destiny" had not yet come to fruition.

Perhaps they lacked the talent of the Eye of Fortune, or they had difficulty activating the residual fortune on the bronze tortoise, or perhaps this bronze tortoise spirit was a conscious being like Huang, unable to understand the Great Han "Tomb Scripture" and thus unable to respond, or perhaps the Great Han "Tomb Scripture" was not adapted to this world. The group worked together to recite from morning until afternoon, but so far no one has succeeded.

Those who were completely unaware of the situation continued as usual, but for Zhang Xuezhou and his group, the atmosphere was indeed somewhat oppressive.

Ren Anran rarely paced back and forth like this, while Zhang Xuezhou also found it difficult to sit still and chose to take deep breaths to adjust.

Huang Daoxian may not have arrived yet, or he may have already entered Western Capital City. He may be investigating the four locations mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou and the others, or he may come directly.

Time is running out for everyone to use the bronze tortoise.

Without a gifted individual who could activate their "eye of destiny," it meant that the first measure prepared by everyone against Huang Daoxian had failed in the rush.

Is it a clash of energies?

All these events led to the infighting Zuo Jin, which also caused the collapse of the fortune of the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum, resulting in the destruction of Huang Daoxian's arrangements.

Huang Daoxian was down on his luck, and Zhang Xuezhou belatedly realized that the backlash was gradually eroding his fortunes.

Everything they planned and schemed for crumbled one by one. Even though things had been pushed forward at the fastest pace months ago, and all the political and social harmony in the Scarlet Alliance State had been restored, no one had the strength to face Huang Daoxian at their strongest.

Zhang Xuezhou had just planned the "Eye of Fortune" incident when only a handful of people cooperated with him, and none of them were able to achieve their intended goals.

Although no battle of tactics has taken place yet, the actual conflict is already subtly affecting all aspects of life.

Things were in a bad state, but Zhang Xuezhou was worried that one link in the chain would affect another, potentially leading to a series of defeats.

While Ren Anran entered the guardhouse to check on everyone's condition, Zhang Xuezhou was constantly analyzing the various effects brought about by the technique.

The more he tried to sort it out, the more difficult it became to make sense of it.

"Perhaps only Master Dong can discern the trajectory of conflict in emergency situations and thus find a way out!"

Zhang Xuezhou's skills in this area are rare, and those with natural talent in it are even rarer.

He pondered his limited knowledge of manipulation techniques and constantly considered the manipulation trajectories mentioned by Dong Zhongshu, attempting to discern a normal path from this chaotic influence.

As the sky darkened into a deep blue, the large lights around the security center began to illuminate the surroundings.

In the distance, Ren Yisheng laughed loudly, followed by dozens of people with gloomy faces.

Few of the people who made it onto the committee were fools. If Ren Yisheng hadn't been in the center of the group, many of the older committee members would have mistaken him for someone who had brought them here to be executed.

Is Committee Member Zhang here too?

Ren Yisheng, standing behind Zhong Rang, Zhong Rang uneasy and looked around at the familiar guard center.

Only after his eyes swept over Zhang Xuezhou on the roof of the guard center did he feel a little more at ease.

Ren Yisheng can be crazy, Ren Yisheng can make sacrifices, but Ren Yisheng cannot drag the younger generation down with him.

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou standing on the roof of the security center, Zhong Rang's ominous feeling subsided considerably.

Yes, he's there too!

Ren Yisheng nodded, his gaze also sweeping over the many elderly committee members around him.

Everyone cooperated seamlessly in Qin Meng, but everything suddenly changed after returning to Western Capital City.

Ren Yisheng knew very well that if he made any underhanded moves, the many elderly committee members surrounding him would immediately take action, and the committee members involved in their factions would inevitably be thrown into chaos and fight each other.

This atmosphere of conflict had been present in the large group, but as they approached the guard center and saw Zhang Xuezhou and the others, Zhong Rang and his group breathed a sigh of relief and were no longer as tense as before.

"What is Committee Member Zhang looking at on the rooftop so late at night?" Li Qi asked.

"I don't know what he's looking at," Ren Yisheng said, shaking his head repeatedly.

"He was looking up at the sky, not specifically at us," Zuo Lianguang muttered. "Did you guys make a huge mess, and now you need the collective cooperation of all the top experts from our Alliance States?"

What does that mean?

Chimmon Hagrid, sandwiched in the crowd, murmured to himself.

He glanced at Ren Yisheng, then at Zhong Rang and the others, and felt that even cattle and horses shouldn't be used like this. He had only been in Western Capital City for two days, and now he was being dragged out to fight for his life.

This made him want to go back to Qinmeng.

Even in the most dangerous situations, Qin Meng's situation couldn't be this bad.

Of course, Chimon Hagrid must say that the Scarlet Alliance State are very unethical. These people have inexplicably sown countless seeds around Huli Harbor, attracting countless birds and making a mess of his external environment.

The current actions are clearly inexplicable, and the outcome will inevitably be disastrous.

Chimmon Haig didn't need to think about it carefully; he knew that any irrational collective action carried high risk.

"I suddenly need to pee," Chimmon Hagrid said. "I want to pee alone for a while!"

"Since we're already here, let's not overthink it," Ren Yisheng advised.

"Yes, since we're already here, it doesn't matter where we stay for a while," Li Yingbo chimed in. "I'll find Lord Qimeng Haig a private bathroom right now, guaranteed to let you pee to your heart's content!"

"We're all in this together," Wang Haoran said in a low voice. "If we're not afraid of the threats brought by the chaos of old age, then our uncles and elders should have even less to worry about!"

"Gentlemen, the sun rises and sets, the moon sinks and rises. Here we can watch the rising and setting of Proxima Centauri and Proxima Centauri II, and wait for the sun to shine. Isn't it wonderful and exhilarating to set foot on the southern part of Western Capital?" Qin Wenhan said loudly.

"Qin Wenhan, stop talking!"

Qin Zhong complained about Qin Wenhan with great dissatisfaction, but Qin Wenhan obviously didn't care about his father's conservative attitude.

His gaze swept over the numerous committee members, then towards external aid like Chimon Haig, and then towards the constantly smiling Ren Yisheng. He was well aware of the troublesome situation they were facing.

Even when dealing with Pei Jing and others, Ren Yisheng had never acted this way.

This only proves that Ren Yisheng lacked confidence in winning and could only try to maintain balance by increasing his stakes.

Who is the Yellow Immortal?

He glanced around, then exchanged several glances with Zhu Liangping, who had encountered strange situations in Pan'an.

What was a mere six seconds to everyone else felt like an eternity to Zhu Liangping. His mind was constantly consumed by the image of Zhu Wei's death, and he nearly developed a mental illness from the stress.

This is a formidable opponent, one that is difficult to deal with, a high-risk opponent, and an opponent we have never met before.

Even with numerous members of the Scarlet Alliance State gathered around him, and many former members of the Old Age Mansion also present, Qin Wenhan did not feel safe at all; instead, his heart was heavy.

Qin Wenhan muttered to himself, and then he heard faint thunder rumbling in the night.

Proxima Centauri and Proxima Centauri did not appear as normally as they had the previous night. The light that these two large stars shone during the night gradually faded, leaving only a pitch-black night sky.