lcionline Chapter 327 The Diary Reveals Its Power, the God of Plague Appears
Chapter 327 The Diary Reveals Its Power, the God of Plague Appears
Old Demon Huang's eyes were bloodshot.
He stared intently at the four large characters "Cultivation Diary" on the cover, as if trying to etch them into his heart, while glaring angrily at the emperor hiding behind it, his hatred reaching the heavens.
"Impossible!" He struggled, but could not stop himself from being wiped out bit by bit.
Panic gradually took hold of his mind, until it led to despair.
Snapped--
The booklet fell back into the pile of memorials on the table, and the light instantly dimmed, as if everything just now was an illusion, leaving only silence.
The emperor then awoke with a start.
He turned his head sharply and looked around.
The old demon Huang's nascent soul was no longer there, nor was that cold light; everything seemed to have returned to calm.
However, he was filled with fear, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his face was pale. He couldn't understand why such a strange thing had happened.
"His Majesty!"
The chief eunuch Hong Fu led a group of guards and rushed in.
Everyone's face was deathly pale, and their hands and feet were trembling like leaves.
The scream that just came from the Imperial Study, filled with grief, fear, and hatred, had stunned them all, leaving them frozen in place, unable to move.
At this moment, the fact that they managed to force their way in to protect the emperor shows that they are extremely loyal to him.
However, when they rushed into the imperial study, they found only the emperor sitting alone on the dragon throne, with no other assassins around.
This made them even more frightened, not understanding what had happened.
The emperor was also unsettled at this moment. He sat blankly on the dragon throne, staring blankly ahead, unable to utter a word for a moment.
He barely raised his hand, waved it to indicate that he was alright, and told them to leave.
Seeing this, the eunuchs and guards, though puzzled, dared not ask any further questions and all withdrew.
Hong Fu walked at the back. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small red banner and a yellow bag lying on the ground. His heart stirred slightly, but he remained expressionless.
He left respectfully, just like everyone else, and closed the door to the imperial study.
The emperor also noticed the two items left behind by Huang Laomo, and felt a surge of tension, not daring to approach them easily.
He worried that something deadly might be hidden inside, and that triggering a trap would be extremely dangerous.
At the same time, he didn't want to hoard these unknown items. To him, these things were unusable and far less practical than a few pills.
His gaze was fixed on the pale yellow-covered book, his mind churning with thoughts.
He wanted to know why such a strange-looking demon had suddenly appeared, and why he had been killed by this mysterious book.
For more than half a year, the emperor had regarded it as a way to understand Chu Lengyu, but he never expected that it was more than just a diary.
However, in any case, it was this thing that saved my life today.
The emperor took a deep breath, rose from his seat, and bowed to it in gratitude.
If this thing has some kind of "spirit," he doesn't know if he offended it before.
……
After a while.
Chu Lengyu arrived at the Great Xia Imperial Palace.
Previously, Huang Laomo used the Ten Thousand Mile Universe Talisman to teleport away instantly, which infuriated her greatly.
The treasures used by outside cultivators to save their lives and escape, such as the barrier-breaking talisman, the boundary-breaking talisman, and the ten-thousand-mile universe talisman, are truly endless, which she admires.
Unexpectedly, this demon actually moved to the capital city.
He died here.
He traveled thousands of miles to find a good burial place for himself.
In the imperial study, the Five Elements Dragon Banner and Huang Laomo's storage bag transformed into streams of light and fell into Chu Lengyu's palm.
Beside him, the emperor hesitated, unsure how to explain the matter.
He didn't want to reveal the secret of the cultivation diary, but it would be unreasonable not to give a reason for the death of a Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him.
After examining the area with her divine sense, Chu Lengyu said calmly, "Now that Old Demon Huang is dead, what happens next..."
She was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly turned her head to look at the horizon.
Amidst the once magnificent sunset, a sudden storm arose, and a hazy, demonic aura, like surging waves, rapidly enveloped the sky.
Like a drop of thick ink falling into a clear spring, it spread rapidly, turning the entire sky gray and gloomy.
Chu Lengyu frowned and leaped into the air.
The battle flags flew from her waist and landed in key locations around the capital city.
A burst of starlight quickly enveloped the entire city, adding a protective shield to this bustling capital.
At the same time, the smaller sets of pseudo-Nine Cauldrons in various parts of Kyushu also began to tremble, as if sensing that some kind of disaster was about to occur.
It was already August, the height of summer, and should have been unbearably hot. However, a cold wind suddenly blew, making people shiver.
Countless people looked up at the churning demonic energy.
It gathered more and more, growing thicker and thicker, gradually covering the entire sky and filling people's hearts with unease.
In the gale-force winds.
Ji Ying's expression was solemn. While chanting incantations, he quickly formed hand seals and activated the special statue carved from fragments of the Mother Nest, following the instructions of the High Priest.
The statue emitted a faint glow, floating in mid-air like a rising demonic star, releasing endless demonic energy that instantly permeated the entire space.
Even a Nascent Soul expert like Ji Ying had to flee to a distance and protect himself with layers of thick shields to prevent being corrupted by the demonic energy.
The "epidemic" in the god of plague refers to the plague itself, representing endless disasters and death.
The Eleven Plague Gods can be seen as the embodiment of eleven terrifying plagues, and their power has long since reached the awe-inspiring ninth rank and above.
At this moment, even the slightest bit of power released by the statue was enough to make Ji Ying feel a chill.
Meanwhile, on the ground, the innocent people were completely unaware of what was about to happen.
They looked up at the sky and saw that the once clear sky had suddenly turned gloomy, as if a huge dark cloud had blocked out the sunlight.
"Why did it suddenly get dark?" someone asked, puzzled.
"Yes, these dark clouds came so suddenly. Is it really going to be a thunderstorm?"
"But the sky was clear and blue today, how could the weather suddenly change?"
"Why did it suddenly get dark?" someone asked, puzzled.
However, they did not know that it was not a dark cloud at all, but a demonic aura spreading down from the gale layer.
This demonic energy is rapidly enveloping the entire land, and will bring an unprecedented catastrophe.
Chu Lengyu determined the location and then sped towards the Gale Layer.
The situation was critical and there was no time to lose. As she flew, she sent telepathic messages to the Emperor, the Door Gods, and other beings, instructing them to restrain the mortals and adapt to the changing circumstances.
Her figure appeared and disappeared amidst the demonic energy, but was quickly swallowed up by the dense demonic energy and vanished from sight.
After hearing Chu Lengyu's telepathic message, the emperor managed to calm down.
As the ruler of a country, one must remain calm in order to lead one's subjects through difficulties.
Therefore, he quickly followed Chu Lengyu's instructions and issued an edict ordering all the people in the city to keep their doors closed and not go out, in order to prevent them from being invaded by demonic energy.
He glanced sideways at the diary on the table, which looked like a lifeless object, and felt a little more confident.
At the same time, the churning demonic energy finally stopped expanding.
"It's stopped." People murmured, a mixture of doubt and relief. "Is it all better now?"
Many people have already taken refuge in their homes, keeping their doors and windows tightly shut, and cautiously observing the changes outside.
Their hearts were filled with fear and unease, lest the demonic energy rage once more.
Their concerns were not unfounded.
The demonic energy paused for only a moment before surging again like boiling water.
Then, it transformed into countless columns of smoke, pouring down from the sky and falling to the mortal realm.
Those plumes of smoke resembled tentacles extended from demonic energy, or countless wildly dancing strands of hair, swirling and twirling in the air.
Wherever they passed, anyone touched by even a trace of their demonic energy would immediately lose their senses, as if their souls had been ripped away, turning them into walking corpses who would wander the streets and alleys.
This is a "plague" belonging to a parasitic plague god.