PHS Chapter 110 (Patreon)

Chapter 110: To Protect a Spy

"Has the battle begun?"

Millions of li away, countless figures stood in the sky, gazing toward the Shimmering Light Sacred Land.

From such a great distance, they could see nothing, but they could feel the terrifying might of the Imperial Weapons.

"Who do you think will win this battle?"

"Is that even a question? The Shimmering Light Sacred Land, of course. They have a Quasi-Emperor and an Emperor-level grand formation backing them. They're defending, not attacking. How can the Blazing Flame Sacred Land possibly win?"

"It's hard to say. The ancient Blazing Flame Emperor wielded the Blazing Flame Lamp to conquer all lands and sweep through the six realms, never knowing defeat. The Blazing Flame Lamp he forged is formidable in both attack and protection, standing supreme even among Imperial Weapons."

"As if the ancient Shimmering Light Emperor was ever defeated."

"An Imperial Weapon can only unleash its full power in the hands of a Great Emperor. Right now, it's not a contest of Imperial Weapons, but of the people wielding them. The stronger one will prevail!"

"That does make sense."

"Speaking of which, why are these two Sacred Lands fighting?"

"That's a good question. Not only are you curious, but I am too. The people from the surrounding Sacred Lands are equally puzzled. If you want to know, you'll have to ask the combatants themselves, or go and ask the Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets."

In the surroundings, war chariots hung in the air, divine arks lined up in formation, and great banners fluttered in the wind. Each banner represented a terrifying power. These people were all quietly observing the progress of the battle ahead.

They were waiting for the result of this battle while simultaneously looking for opportunities. If one side showed signs of weakness, their time would come. They could choose to strike and plunder, or to uphold justice.

At the same time, they were also trying to discover the specific reason for the clash between the two sides.

"For the actions of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land today, even if they are destroyed in the future, they will have no one to blame but themselves!"

The Blazing Flame Ancestor sneered, his hair and beard flying. He shot into the sky, his robes fluttering, his eyes like the sun and moon in rotation, a terrifying and boundless aura sweeping in all directions.

"To fight the Blazing Flame Sacred Land for the sake of protecting a spy will be the most foolish decision of your life!"

As his voice fell, the Blazing Flame Lamp hummed, its wick swaying, spewing out a ray of rosy light. From faint to brilliant, it finally transformed into an azure-green river of stars, boundless and vast, drowning the void.

The river of stars pierced through the sky, shattering the ancient tranquility, as if it had rushed out from primordial chaos.

In a trance, a figure who could swallow the universe appeared, holding a green lamp, standing atop the nine heavens. He was heroic and imposing, his might terrifying without anger.

"The affairs of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land are not for an outsider to meddle in!"

The old woman's face was ashen, her voice incomparably cold.

Her own Sacred Lord being called a spy repeatedly, no one would be in a good mood. Even if he was a spy, so what? Should they admit it to his face?

What about the dignity of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land?

A great Sacred Land had been infiltrated by a spy. From the Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors down to the ordinary disciples, not a single one had noticed. Instead, it was an outsider who had pointed it out. If this matter were to spread, wouldn't it make them a laughingstock?

Were the people of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land all fools and idiots?

To let a spy infiltrate was one thing, but to let him become the Sacred Lord—who knew, one day they might be sold out and still be helping him count the profits.

Therefore, no matter what, this matter could not be admitted. Not now, not ever. But after this was over, the Shimmering Light Sacred Lord still had to be investigated.

If there was no problem, that would be for the best.

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Should any problem arise, they would blame it on cultivation deviation and make certain he faced eternal oblivion.

"Hum!"

The old woman struck the ground with her dragon-head staff. She formed hand seals, releasing the power of the Great Dao. Runes appeared one after another, stirring past and present, as if piercing through the immortal realm, bringing with them an indescribable power of the Dao.

"To go to war with the Shimmering Light Sacred Land will also be the most foolish decision of your life!" the old woman cried out.

After forming the seals, she struck out. Endless imprints flowed into the great cauldron.

With a "boom," the nine azure dragons on the cauldron's surface seemed to come alive simultaneously. The azure dragons bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they flew out, each one stretching for tens of thousands of li, like continuous mountain ranges, crushing the firmament.

The nine azure dragons flew across the sky, their draconic might solidifying, casting vast shadows that made countless people's faces change, their chests feeling as if a massive weight was pressing down, making it difficult to breathe.

"ROAR—!"

Nine dragon cries sounded.

The azure dragons shot into the sky, extending their claws to grab at the river of stars.

Clang!

The sound was like thunder exploding across the heavens, shaking the very void. Terrifying shockwaves swept outward, causing violent explosions as energy rolled like massive waves.

The ground heaved and buckled like a stormy ocean. Enormous waves of earth and stone shot skyward, reaching incredible heights before crashing back down. Countless mountains crumbled to dust in an instant.

Around the Shimmering Light Sacred Land, lava erupted everywhere, creating a hellish wasteland. What had once been a beautiful paradise was now a scene of complete destruction.

The clash of two Imperial Weapons had devastated a million li of land in a single exchange. Only the Shimmering Light Sacred Land's mountain gate survived, protected by the Great Emperor's formation.

Even so, the disciples inside were not safe.

Though the formation blocked most of the impact, some destructive force still leaked through. Even that small amount caused terrible damage.

Many Shimmering Light disciples were killed instantly, their bodies destroyed.

The Shimmering Light Sacred Lord, who had been healing his wounds, heard the chaos outside and quickly came out. He saw the two Imperial Weapons locked in battle, and his face grew troubled.

He hadn't heard the Blazing Flame Ancestor's earlier words, but a sinking feeling grew in his heart.

It seemed this Blazing Flame Ancestor had come for him!

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