Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1218 - 1218 65 Deranged_3

Chapter 1218: Chapter 65: Deranged_3 Chapter 1218: Chapter 65: Deranged_3 Blood Emperor Lei Tu had only caused harm to himself,

and had always maintained his own clarity, suppressing the evil spirits for over ten thousand years!

However, the Purple Emperor’s actions were downright insane.

He actually intended to open the passage all at once and release all these Abyssal evil spirits!

It was a disaster that could annihilate the world!

Moreover, for so many years, nobody knew that it had already taken shape.

The great formation was complete and had already begun initial preparations; moreover, this grand formation had not just one focal point, but many; the one Feng Ying held down was just the main focal point, the largest one.

Other channels continued to bubble up from within.

In other words, sooner or later, the evil spirits would all burst forth!

“Have all the minor focal points been located?” Feng Yin asked.

“Even if they’re located, they can’t be blocked. Due to the Purple Emperor’s influence, a small island has been preserved here, but the rest, due to landslides, are all beneath the lake.”

Feng Ying sighed.

“And also, they cannot be clearly discerned, they’re just some very fine cracks, spewing forth. Moreover, the positions keep shifting. This great formation seems to cycle like the nine palaces, moving regularly and in reverse; constantly changing. The time has been too long now, the strength of the great formation has taken shape, harnessing the power of heaven and earth, and cannot be destroyed.”

Above Feng Ying’s expressive eyes, his long eyebrows humanely furrowed.

During this time, while guarding this place, his days had been filled with practice and analyzing this formation.

Now, Feng Ying could well be called a master of formations.

“This is going to be troublesome!”

Feng Yin furrowed his brows.

…

Outside, Qing Ming rushed over in a frenzied search for Feng Yin but found no clues.

“Where is Doctor Feng?”

“He went out.”

“Where did he go?”

“I don’t know.”

“…”

The old map of Purple Firmament Mountain in the Great Yan had been found, people from various major sects had arrived, many of whom were skilled in formations.

After examining it, they all unanimously recognized it.

Within a radius of fifteen thousand miles, it was the site of a large formation.

Moreover, around Purple Firmament Mountain, just as Feng Yin had stated, there was a cluster of tombs.

Importantly, in each direction, every group of forty-four graves naturally formed a huge arrow.

Pointing towards Zichen Lake.

Which was the original Purple Firmament Mountain.

From all directions, there were now over tens of thousands of arrows pointing here.

This did not even include those graves from long ago that had since disappeared.

And these burial sites were now all empty.

Moreover, according to the records of Great Yan battle formations, the Purple Emperor often sent his disciples to battle, especially… to clean up the battlefield, yes, collecting bodies, burying them together… regardless of friend or foe.

The Purple Emperor would also frequently comfort his troops post-battle and oversee the cleanup of the battlefield, offering “guidance”.

Now, everyone understood what the Purple Emperor had actually been planning all those years.

Initially, Yan State was perpetually campaigning east and west, suppressing rebellions, with wars not just annually but monthly.

So the question arose: how many bodies had the Purple Emperor collected over the years with his revered authority in the Great Yan?

How many had he slain?

Murder required concealment, but slaughtering Demon Beasts and their kin was considered just and proper, so how many were there?

Thus, the bodies within Zichen Lake now were truly beyond count.

“This matter is gravely serious!”

After becoming aware of this affair, everyone in the know, including Qing Ming and other Nine Colors supremes, turned deathly pale.

“Judging by the age of the burial sites, the Purple Emperor had been arranging this for at least two thousand years! And not just the two or three hundred we had guessed!”

“What exactly does our disciple intend to do!?”

“Purple Emperor, cold-hearted and ruthless! Bereft of humanity!”

Qing Ming’s hair bristled with rage.

…

Just then, a white figure flashed, and a fragrant breeze swirled.

Dong Xiaoyan descended from the sky.

“Esteemed lords, seniors.”

“My husband is currently on the island in Zichen Lake, waiting for your esteemed presence to discuss matters. There, a significant discovery awaits.”

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