The Unruly Immortals

Lian Zhibei departed swiftly, and returned just as quickly. When she returned, eight young and strong believers of the White Lotus Sect heaved a tall black coffin into the hall behind her.

It was evident that Heart Turbidity was inside the coffin, and to avoid any mishaps, it had been sealed within the coffin.

This Heart Turbidity could cause major issues if handled improperly, and it couldn't be released inside the hall. Under Bai Lingmiao's orders, the coffin was moved into a large underground temple, originally intended for the statue of Wu Sheng Old Mother.

"Does everybody remember? Once Heart Turbidity emerges, if he forgets us, then you will not be aware of my existence either. That's why I made you write it down—if that doesn't work, carve it into your skin with a knife!" The Second God's impatient voice echoed incessantly within the vast temple.

The others providing support on the periphery nodded one after another, tightly clutching their brushes, frantically recording something on paper.

If Heart Turbidity forgets, one can vanish; to make Heart Turbidity recall again, and the White Lotus believers could compel him to release it.

The timing for this couldn't be too early, as there'd likely be a failure to locate; too late, and there could be other incidents.

"Miaomiao, why not... let Bai Lu go, you don't have to go. I heard it's terrifying inside. If something were to happen..." said Chun Xiaoman worriedly, responsible for outside support.

Bai Lingmiao gently shook her head as she looked at the coffin before her. "Sister Xiaoman, I'm not that fragile anymore. Besides, if I don't go in, how can the others retrieve all the Heart Essence inside? Don't worry, I have plenty of experience with Heart Essence."

As the coffin nails, billowing with black smoke, were pried out and the coffin lid opened, a man with half a large birthmark on his face crawled out, dragging his ragged clothes.

Looking around, there was deep bewilderment in his eyes, as if he had forgotten who he was and where he was.

"Everyone, leave, close the door, don't let them see you. After three days, take our portraits and remind him, then force him to send us out again," Bai Lingmiao said as she walked toward him with a group of Bai Lu.

"Where... where is this? Why am I here?" Heart Turbidity asked Bai Lingmiao.

Bai Lingmiao stood before him, carefully sensing him. Once she ensured that her entire reflection was in his eyes, she placed a red veil over his head.

When Heart Turbidity took off the red veil again, the surroundings were empty, with no one around, and there was no surprise on his face now. He had completely forgotten Bai Lingmiao and Bai Lu.

"Where... where is this? Why am I here?" he asked bewildered, looking around.

When he turned around and saw the same environment, he repeated the question again: "Where... where is this? Why am I here?"

By this time, Bai Lingmiao and her people had already retreated from the hidden chamber. Outside the hall, and even the entire Capital City, had drastically changed.

The sky was pitch black, putting everything between visibility and invisibility. Large areas of houses had become ruined, looking extremely desolate, as if the Liang State had fallen; this was the world forgotten by Heart Turbidity.

"Let's go, everyone be careful. Don't let yourselves be trapped here; those trapped long ago have been tortured beyond recognition, and they harbor strong hostility toward the living."

Bai Lingmiao led Bai Lu through the desolate Imperial City, planning to first catch someone to ask for directions.

If there truly was Heart Essence here, according to their special abilities, those trapped with it in this place should be renowned.

The desolate journey did not last long. Soon after, the highly perceptive Bai Lingmiao heard some mad babbling from inside and outside the Three Palaces. "Hahaha! Strange and peculiar, grandson marries grandmother..."

"Move, the voice is coming from this direction." Bai Lingmiao led Bai Lu, rushing toward the direction of the voice, where the sound continued to emanate.

"Pigs and sheep sitting on the stove, family boiling in the pot... daughters eating mothers' flesh, sons drumming on fathers' skin..."

The voice seemed unaware of company. As they swiftly approached, Bai Lingmiao soon saw the source of the voice.

It was a monk sitting upside down on a lotus seat, his shoulder twitching as he uttered incomprehensible words. "Everyone comes to congratulate, but what I see is suffering... such suffering... hehehe..."

Seeing Bai Lingmiao wave her hand, two Bai Lu wearing talisman paper short sleeves immediately pulled apart two iron chains and charged forward.

The chains flew up with a residual shadow, directly coiling around the upside-down monk.

With a taut pull, the upside-down monk was instantly bound and dropped in front of Bai Lingmiao.

The monk looked extremely gaunt, nothing but skin and bones, seeming long since mad. His claw-like hands pulled out his own intestines, spinning them as if they were Buddha beads.

"Master, have you seen any Heart Essence nearby? If you can aid this lady, I will definitely help you out of this sea of suffering once the matter is resolved."

Faced with Bai Lingmiao's tempting offer of gratitude, the monk seemed not to hear and continued with his gibberish. "...Pigs and sheep sitting on the stove, family boiling in the pot... daughters eating mothers' flesh, sons drumming on fathers' skin..."

After several inquiries with no response, the Second God spoke: "No good, this guy's long gone mad. Heaven knows how long he's been forgotten by Heart Turbidity."

"It looks like if we want to catch someone to question, it has to be someone who entered in recent years."

Bai Lingmiao didn't answer her but instead swiftly retreated, withdrawing among the Bai Lu. "Watch out! A lot of people are coming from behind the ruined temple!"

Just as Bai Lingmiao spoke, the tattered curtain was abruptly flung open, and a group of bloated, stark naked grotesques with blood-red eyes surged toward them like a tide.

Of the men and women among them, endless forgetting had driven them all mad.

Upon seeing Bai Lingmiao's appearance, these people became even more frenzied, charging forward regardless of their lives.

"Form up! Protect the Saintess!" As Bai Lu quickly performed Divine Strikes, they were easily able to keep these things at bay, possessed by various entities.

Yet even removing all their heads would make no difference; there was no death here.

Unlike the previous disappearance of Death by Heavenly Dao, the people here were still filled with madness and slaughter.

"This way! Hurry!! If you stay here, they'll only keep coming!" A voice suddenly came from outside.

When Bai Lingmiao quickly sensed where the voice came from, she was astonished to recognize who spoke; it was Tuoba Danqing, Li Shixiong's former superior in the Astrological Bureau.

Last time they dealt with Heart Turbidity, he got trapped here.

Judging from his demeanor, Bai Lingmiao assessed that because he hadn't been here for many years, he hadn't been driven insane and could communicate.

"Withdraw to the southeast, follow that man."