Ten Thousand Falling Stars Form the Celestial Lodging

After Fu Henghua had harshly declared his intentions that day, public sentiment across the Right Continent had been shaken, with each day more chaotic than the last.

Some had felt ashamed, some enraged, and others had been consumed by dread.

Then, as the Crimson Abyss Daoist Sect began dredging up old accounts and thoroughly investigating cases of collusion with the demonic path, public opinion had boiled over even further.

It was under such circumstances that Fu Xuanhe had sought aid from the Crimson Abyss Daoist Sect and smoothly received the assistance of five Tribulation Immortals.

"It is simple. We need your resurrection operation to stabilize public sentiment." Shan Lingqing and the other four headed toward "Heavenly Capital" alongside Fu Xuanhe.

There were quite a few disciples in the Crimson Abyss Daoist Sect who had come from Southern Continent. After fifteen hundred years of education, they possessed a basic sense of good and evil. What their Southern Continent forebears had done overturned their moral convictions. Perhaps original sin did not implicate them, but learning of the deaths of the two ancestors still dealt a heavy blow to their Dao Hearts and hindered their future cultivation.

And the upheaval in public sentiment across the entire Right Continent also urgently needed a potent remedy to ease it.

Fu Xuanhe's resurrection of the "Xuanhe Kingdom Women's Army" was, to Southern Continent cultivators of the Right Continent, an act of atonement—an act of cleaning up after their ancestors.

"And incidentally, it will let Crimson Abyss rule the Right Continent with greater legitimacy?"

Once the Crimson Abyss Daoist Sect completed this "act of resurrection," it could not only soothe the cultivators of the Right Continent, but also become the ruler of Nanyanfu Continent with greater justification.

Shan Lingqing sighed faintly. "Isn't all your younger brother's fussing