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Chapter 485 - 434 - Sect’s Violent Uprising_2

Chapter 485: Chapter 434 - Sect’s Violent Uprising_2

He didn’t plan to hold back, considering his current status, he didn’t need to be too concerned about certain things.

With a flicker of his mind, a bloodstained paper that was filled with an eerie and strong aura emerged.

This was a page from the False Dao True Record, initially used by Wang Zijia to trick Luo Cheng, acting as an inheritance carrier.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, the page began to shake, and several papers similarly stained with blood, split from the page in front of him. Carrying a strange aura, they flew into the coffin array.

Unlike the Senior Brothers around him, Wang Zijia didn’t choose the coffins nearby.

His purpose was very clear. Pages of paper swiftly homed in on upon corpses with some distortions or obvious signs of residual pollution.

The extraordinary characteristics emanated from these corpses in the form of star nebula all carried blood stains, appearing unclean.

Everyone was avoiding these bodies, choosing first to engage the pure and clean star nebulae.

But Wang Zijia deviated from the norm, he sought out these polluted star nebulae.

"Swish!"

The dirty papers revolved on the unpure star nebulae, their strange fluctuations spreading outwards.

Under the incredulous and dumbstruck gazes of countless fellow disciples, the unpure star nebulae convulsed, enthusiastically bursting out countless runes onto the dirty papers.

One by one, secret books were quickly birthed, but in this process, many of the pollutions corroded through the paper talismans, trying to erode Wang Zijia himself.

Yan Qimeng who was beside him wrinkled her eyebrows, looking at Wang Zijia, she sent a divine thought to him: "Are you seeking death?!"

"No worries!" Wang Zijia gave her a reassuring smile.

The blood-stained paper in front of him was filled with divine light, facing the pollution that was anxiously trying to infect it, it took them all in stride, sealing all of them into the paper.

This made the already filthy and eerie paper even dirtier, but it seemed to enhance the strange aura more!

This great commotion not only attracted the attention of fellow disciples nearby, but also of the Infant God Monarchs at the formation eye who were looking over while casting their spells.

"Indeed, he does have a deep negative virtue. There are also special measures to deal with pollution and backlash from resentment, a natural foundation for a mortician!" said Yan Xiwen, the Chief Mortician, supervising the whole Dharma Assembly, and a Great Cultivator at the peak of Primordial Spirit, giving Wang Zijia who was outshining the Infant Gods an approving glance.

Zhang Decheng gave Yan Xiwen a cold stare. He clearly understood the intent behind his words, disgruntled, he said:

"Senior Brother, stop dreaming. In recent years, every time we nurtured a talented disciple in our Preaching Tower, they get transferred to you."

"That is the disciples’ choice, and I have no objection to it. It’s hard to find a talented student who is willing to stay in the Preaching Tower, we can’t just let you snuff him out."

"Ha ha, Junior Brother Zhang, that’s not right, can dozens of disciples compare to this kid?" Another organizer, the topmost Heritage Master of the sect, Gu Lingmin, joined the conversation.

Zhang Decheng gave her a cold glance, saying, "Elder Sister Gu, when you were picking disciples from different places, you didn’t say that. Do you want me to pull up the records for your review?"

After saying this, Zhang Decheng didn’t continue to dwell on the topic. Instead, he immediately changed the subject.

"Let’s not talk about that anymore, hurry up and finish the prelude so as not to keep the Head Teacher and the main act Anxiously waiting!"

At Zhang Decheng’s words, the expressions of the other two turned solemn.

"Rise!"

The mana of the three people suddenly exploded like mist, instantly bursting open.

With the light spots of spiritual power like dust, they enveloped the entire square.

As the light spots flickered, countless of them directly integrated into the spells of the disciples participating in the Dharma Assembly.

In the dirty paper created by Wang Zijia, many grains of spiritual light were similarly integrated.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, instantly perceiving that the effectiveness of the paper drawing the runes had increased by three to four times in an instant.

His eyes flashed with a brilliant light, and for a moment, Wang Zijia felt the impulse to throw out some demon spirit light among these specks of sand to try and plant demons in the three big shots.

Of course, that was just a thought. After all, countless eyes were staring at him and he certainly hadn’t gone mad!

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In the blink of an eye, Wang Zijia started to exert his efforts, dirty pieces of paper were separated and one by one, secret books were quickly formed.

For a time, the entire square was filled with fluctuating runes and pervasive Dao charm.

Countless secret books were rapidly produced, causing a wave of envy among the disciples watching the live broadcast.

Such a commotion lasted for over an hour. It was now noon, the regular start time for the Dharma Assembly. Yet, this assembly was already drawing to a close.

As the Yin Yang fish slowly stopped spinning, everyone also stopped their actions.

What puzzled Wang Zijia was that no one was given instructions to leave. Everyone looked at the center of the Dharma assembly in confusion, waiting for the host’s directive.

"Weng!"

At this moment, the central display on the massive screen akin to a sky live broadcast suddenly switched, and the camera was pointed at the head teacher.

Unknown to anyone, Head Teacher Ding Haiping had already stood up.

He first bowed to everyone, then looked at the Illusion Formation’s camera. Under the close-up shot on the sky screen, his gaze seemed to scatter from the sky, looking at every disciple in the Sect.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the Illusion Formation of the Protecting Sect Array began to operate at overcapacity.

The image of Head Teacher Ding Haiping was projected into the sky by the Illusion Array, his figure constantly growing and becoming enormous.

At this moment, he stood as tall as if blocking the sky, both enormous and assertive, visible from every corner of the Spirit Suppressing Realm. Under the fluctuation of the divine light, the voice of his mind sounded out!

"As the head of the Wanyu Sect, since 1879 years ago, when my sect officially halted the war with the Bone Soul Sect, few of my Wanyu Disciples stepped foot on devilish land, strictly adhering to the agreement back then."

"However, in recent centuries, the Devil Gate has repeatedly violated our boundaries, especially in the past century, with constant petty actions indicating intentions to rekindle the war."

"We, Wanyu, restrained ourselves time and time again. The outcome, as you all have seen, is the successive death of nine God Monarchs!"

Once he mentioned this, Head Teacher Ding Haiping paused for a moment.

The sky displayed several images, God Monarchs perishing, a sea of blood surging, countless white bones floating and sinking, countless resentful souls blanketing the entire world.

Against such a backdrop, Ding Haiping’s momentum changed completely, his entire body exuding an edge, his eyes shooting out a cold light.

"Since the Devil Gate couldn’t behave, causing blood debts, and committing heinous sins, we, Wanyu, will forgo all considerations today! "

"Those who offend Wanyu, will undoubtedly pay their blood debts with blood!"

With each word spoken by Head Teacher Ding Haiping, his mana swelled tremendously.

Near him, the three Primordial Spirit Big Shots from Ascension Hall appeared suddenly.

The three positioned themselves in an equilateral triangle around Head Teacher Ding Haiping, with four sky-reaching beams of light shooting up into the sky.

At this moment, countless people instinctively looked up, dumbstruck, shocked, expectant, and confused as they watched this unfold.

The representatives of Flying Immortal and Daqian stood up with a start, watching with astonished faces. They opened their mouths to predict the outcome but refrained from speaking rashly since the live broadcast from the sky hadn’t ended.

’It really did blow up!’

’And Wanyu’s Protecting Sect Array can actually issue a ’global announcement’!’

’Starting with public opinion, intending to occupy the moral high ground?’

’That makes sense. After all, the Devil Gate still calls itself the Holy Religion, the Holy Land! If they want to make large movements, they indeed need to occupy the moral high ground to avoid being passive.’

’I hope it doesn’t get too out of hand... What is...’

Wang Zijia’s thoughts raced, and in the next moment, his pupils contracted sharply.

As the four beams of light shot into the sky, a ripple-like fluctuation appeared in the sky.

A huge silver mirror similar to the one in Ascension Hall emerged.

In the far north, at the headquarters of the Bone Soul Sect, the sky was simultaneously fluctuating, and a silver lake formed similarly.

As the mirror’s silver light fluctuated, it gradually turned transparent.

In the next moment, as if it were a lake surface, it revealed a scenery reflected on the water surface.

Instead of reflecting the scene of the Wanyu Sect below, a bird’s-eye view of the entire headquarters of the Bone Soul Sect, surrounded by mountain ranges and a massive dragon skeleton, appeared in the sky above.