The Unruly Immortals

With Li Huowang arriving with reinforcements, the precarious situation began to stabilize, not to mention the Nirmanakaya of Doumu that Li Huowang summoned using the vast amount of Fei Gang within him.

As Doumu appeared, the ground began to undulate like the surface of water, and the entire world started to turn abnormal.

The forces of both sides were quickly diminishing under Li Huowang's efforts.

"Doumu! I am Ji Zai!!" Li Huowang's angry roar drifted toward the black and white ocean above.

"I know from Touzi about what happened up there with you! Since you're with Wu Sheng Laomu! And since this guy wants to kill Wu Sheng Laomu! As an ally, you should know what to do, right?"

Whether Doumu understood Li Huowang's words or if it was something on Zuo Qiuyong's body that was hostile, regardless, the Tai Chi Diagram that covered the entire sky started to rotate, and a vast amount of lies fell toward Zuo Qiuyong,

While sensing his own suspicions deepening, Zuo Qiuyong actually chuckled, not panicking at all, even though he had already begun to suspect a rebellion in his heart, he remained calm.

"It seems that you still do not understand what you are facing. We've known for a long time that you would use these tricks. Move!"

Just as Zuo Qiuyong finished speaking, people from Tianchen Country pressed several White Lotus believers into the Capital City; these White Lotus followers were bound like pigs.

Regardless of gender, age, or even pregnant women, there was no mercy.

The constant "splurting" sounds followed as these people had their throats slit and were buried in all the array points within the Capital City.

It wasn't just one or two, but thousands or tens of thousands, said to be Yansheng human pillars, but it looked entirely like a Chaotic Grave Mound. It seemed that they had been ready long ago to cooperate with Zuo Qiuyong.

Perceiving the believers who faithfully worshipped her being slaughtered in terror and despair by others, Bai Lingmiao's pupils contracted under the white ribbon, and anger and killing intent began to surge within her heart.

But soon, this anger and killing intent gradually turned into sorrow and despair, ultimately escaping her mouth in a voiceless cry; her family was just like them.

She hated her family, and even more, hated herself for being unable to forget them.

"It's Yansheng! Be careful!" The Second God loudly warned others. "Such a large-scale Yansheng arrangement, I can't tell what he's doing, but it definitely involves the energy flow and fate of heaven and earth!"

"Leave these to us, I will... we will stop them, we will kill them!" Bai Lingmiao, tears streaming, rushed toward the say-not army executing Yansheng.

As she moved, the White Lotus followers in the city moved as well, the trees outside rustling, as some Evil Spirits with White Lotus imprints sneaked into the city under the chaotic blackened sky.

All White Lotus followers seemed telepathically connected with their Saintess at this moment and charged toward the Yansheng points, and a fierce battle ensued between both sides.

But no matter what, such a vast Yansheng technique had ultimately succeeded. All the corpses formed a gigantic Yansheng Array around Zuo Qiuyong, encompassing the entire Capital City.

The luck and misfortune of the world instantly became utilized by Zuo Qiuyong, his fortune turned incredibly favorable, and the lies and doubts within him vanished without a trace.

If this day seemed to belong to Doumu, then now this land belonged to Zuo Qiuyong, and such a mighty Doumu could not do anything to stop Zuo Qiuyong.

Zuo Qiuyong slowly raised his head, gazing at the black and white Tai Chi Diagram above. "What are you! A Fate Commander who lost to mortals dares to fight me!"

The next moment, two Zuo Qiuyongs stepped on the white clouds beneath their feet, floating toward the Doumu in the sky, one on the black side, the other on the white.

Li Huowang dared not give up, closely following, and the three sides tangled into a melee in that space between heaven and earth.

Every time Li Huowang attempted to use the Cultivation of Truth to control Zuo Qiuyong, there was always some inexplicable reason preventing the intention from succeeding.

The Yansheng Array was being dismantled by the White Lotus followers, but at this moment, Zuo Qiuyong had already achieved his purpose.

Accompanied by a feeling of temporal dislocation, the sky broke, and water from the black and white ocean kept cascading downward.

With this anomaly manifesting, unsteadiness spread through the lies across Da Liang, some people became suspicious and paranoid, others began trusting anyone, and even more started to enjoy deceiving and lying, it became a calamity.

Having defeated the Nirmanakaya of Doumu, Zuo Qiuyong laughed maniacally in mid-air, "Hahaha! Who dares to call me a leaking eunuch! Who dares to say I'm a barren fool!"

"Who I want dead must die! Even the Fate Commanders must comply! I can be the king of this world! The overlord of this world!"

"Hermaphrodite with a rotten anus!!"

"Hmm?!" Zuo Qiuyong immediately raised an eyebrow, looking downward, only to see Li Huowang's grinning face.

"You truly deserve to die." Zuo Qiuyong instantly descended, charging toward Li Huowang.

Li Huowang immediately turned to flee, but the entire Capital City seemed to be against him, with everything going wrong.

No matter where he ran, there was always something blocking his path, whether it was his foot being tangled or his head being struck.

Before he managed to run far, Zuo Qiuyong had already reached behind Li Huowang, he raised the Dragon Phoenix Ring on his hand and slashed at his neck.

Li Huowang's head immediately soared into the air, wrapped in blood, flipping several times mid-air, quickly transforming into a twelve-faced Touzi, landing back on its head.

The Touzi looked at Zuo Qiuyong and grinned, "Hahaha! You were deceived."

The next moment, a Spinal Bone Sword pierced through his chest, and Zuo Qiuyong's face immediately showed a trace of disdain,

"Such mundane wounds made by a common man hold no power over me."

"Do they? Perhaps not, but aren't you going to look at who holds the sword?"

Upon hearing these words, Zuo Qiuyong was suddenly taken aback, struggling to turn and look behind him, only to see Li Huowang's face.

As the Spinal Bone Sword was pulled out, Zuo Qiuyong tried to use the Growth Divine Ability to heal his wound, but unlike before, his ability came to no avail.

The wound ached as blood continued to pour out, draining away his vitality,

"This isn't possible, I already removed all the Death from my body, he can't possibly kill me." But it wasn't over yet — as Li Huowang's face fell away, it revealed Bai Lingmiao's determined visage, her White Lotus Seal on her forehead shining unceasingly.

"You didn't, but I can provide it for you. Wu Sheng Laomu just happens to govern the Death Heavenly Dao!" Bai Lingmiao, clenching her teeth, rushed forward, lifting the Spinal Bone Sword in her hand, and with a powerful swing, directly beheaded Zuo Qiuyong.

As the head thudded heavily to the ground, Zuo Qiuyong's body gradually lost its vitality, becoming entirely a corpse eternally immobile.

Immediately, everyone present simultaneously looked up, glaring at the other Zuo Qiuyong.