Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

Black Umbrella's emotions fluctuated wildly. He stared intently at the image formed by the blood flies and couldn't help but burst into angry laughter!

"Good! Good! Good!"

"I thought you had died in the disaster fog, which I found extremely regrettable."

"I never imagined you had betrayed the Great City, joined the Church of the Embers, and even become the Blood God's Chosen!"

"Very well! This time, I won't give you any chance to escape!"

If we're talking about Black Umbrella's dark history, it's that before the Fantasy Band incident started, he was almost killed by Night General, that second-awakened kid.

Although he eventually managed to escape the giant city by using the forbidden object, his original, most compatible physical body was destroyed, and all his subordinates in the giant city were wiped out, resulting in extremely heavy losses.

As a result, he offered no help when the Fantasy Band started, the plan was no longer complete, and some flaws appeared.

The fact that the Golden Armored One was captured by the Mad King was partly due to his absence. Of course, neither he nor the others on the Ark were aware of this.

In short, Black Umbrella, a powerful sixth-level awakening expert and known as the messenger of the corpse calamity, not only failed to receive the golden armor reward, but also became a laughing stock within the Ark.

From that moment on, he planned to seek revenge on Li Ye. He could accept being defeated by the official captains, but being tricked and killed by a second-awakening psychic was simply unbearable.

He then investigated Night General through the 'Copper Mask' and learned of the other party's special ability: Mimicry Face Mask!
This caused Black Umbrella's initial anger to gradually give way to greed.

Psionicists with special abilities are extremely rare. This is the ideal body for him!

But fate had other plans; the No. 71 fog of disaster engulfed half of the border city. Afterwards, the 'Copper Mask,' who had miraculously survived, failed to gather any intelligence on the Night General.

Black Umbrella deduced that Night General had already perished in the Calamity Fog, possibly devoured by the swarm of killing insects. After all, Calamity Fog No. 71 was far too dangerous. The chances of a second or third awakened official psionicist surviving were slim.

He could only feel regret and pity.

But now, he has seen Night General again! Or rather, he has seen the newly chosen god of the Blood God faction of the Church of Ember, Emperor Fall!

"What is his ability?" Black Umbrella asked, suppressing his excitement.

"Abilities. Judging from the information I overheard, he should be a psionicist of the Omnidirectional Path." Moya replied, "On the battlefield, he summoned thunderclouds by some means and used his dragon claws to control lightning to kill the Plague Knights. But just now, he seemed to have destroyed an area within a hundred meters using another ability. As far as I understand it, a psionicist of the Omnidirectional Path with the fourth sense should not have this ability."

'Yes, it really was him!'

'Normally, someone with four senses and all-encompassing abilities couldn't perform such a wide-range attack, but he can! His mask can!'

'He must have imitated a psionicist who followed a zero-based path to gain this ability!'

He has become even stronger!

'Excellent! This time, I will personally exact my revenge!'

'Your physical body, your talents, your abilities—all will be inherited by me!'

The black umbrella said to Moya, "I have a personal grudge against him, and I will help you stop them. But this Emperor must die, and his body must be left to me!"

"Oh? It seems this Emperor Yan is quite special." Mo Ya chuckled. "Even you couldn't resist. Who is he?"

“He was once the Night General of the Champion Team in Border City No. 3, but now he has clearly fallen and been corrupted by Chaos, and has even become a Chosen One,” Black Umbrella replied.

"Was it once the champion team?" Moya was taken aback, then shook his head with a smile, saying, "That Blood God really favors the champion team. If we can get this news out, there will be quite a show to watch."

The Champion Team has fought against the Church of the Embers multiple times, especially the Blood God faction within it. Both sides suffered casualties, with the Champion Team incurring significant losses. The Blood God faction, on the other hand, has lost more than one Chosen One, and even the terrifying projection summoned through sacrificial rituals was slain by the Champion Team.

The two sides can be described as mortal enemies who are irreconcilable.

Now that a champion member has been corrupted by chaos, the champion team's reputation has been utterly ruined.

If this news gets out, even the champion team might have to clean house.

Major cities will also lend their full support; the impact of this is far too severe.

“Since you’re willing to help, that’s certainly good.” Moya continued, “But I want to know, to what extent will you help? Forgive my frankness, but this is very important. Is my helper a Sixth Sense Netherworld Psionicist, or… a former Corpse Calamity Messenger?”

“That is what you want to see.” The black umbrella smiled, and powerful but lifeless figures appeared behind it: “But in the same way, I must have his corpse.”

“Alright, it’s a deal.” Moya laughed. “Let me see for myself the Corpse Calamity Messenger who has emerged from the fog of disaster!”

Meanwhile, to prevent the Blood Flies from continuing their eavesdropping and surveillance, the main force of the Blood God faction moved to an abandoned town far from the factory.

"Moya, one of the chosen ones of the immortal faction, is on the same path as you, and his most distinctive ability is the manipulation of blood flies."

Inside the room that the followers had tidied up, Hong Nu explained Mo Ya's identity and abilities to Li Ye.

"The language of beasts in the Void Realm?" Li Yelai asked. His second awakening ability was also the language of beasts in the Void Realm.

“No, it’s even more powerful than the Void Realm Beast Language. Those blood flies have become its eyes and ears, able to synchronize vision and hearing within a certain range. They can even self-destruct and spread viruses.” Blood Drinker replied, “The Void Realm Beast Language can’t do that.”

Li Yelai nodded. No wonder Hong Nu and the others were so vigilant. If they continued to stay near the factory, the main force was very likely to be eavesdropped on and attacked by the Blood Flies.

"Then how should we attack the town?" Li Yelai asked. "We can't just stay here and defend it, can we?"

"Hmph, of course not!" Red Fury snorted coldly. "Or rather, the existence of Moya makes me even more eager to conquer that mountain town. The Chosen Ones of the Immortal Faction have formidable life force, enough for me to slaughter to my heart's content."

"But the only problem is the virus surrounding the town. The cult members have tried everything—activating a psionic barrier or wearing sealed protective suits—but they still get infected. It must be the power of some kind of forbidden substance."

"Then how should we deal with this forbidden object?" Li Yelai asked. "Among the forbidden objects we possess, are there any that can suppress this method?"

“They are in the base, but they still have an important role to play and cannot be brought here. However, they are no longer needed.” Blood Drinker said, “Emperor Fall, your thinking has not been fully transformed. Who are we? We are the chosen ones of Lord Blood God, extensions of His will, leaders of believers, apostles watched by the gods. They are merely forbidden objects, and our lord will suppress them for us.”

"Relying on sacrifice?" Li Yelai asked. For the Church of the Embers, sacrifice could help them solve many problems.

Just like when they crossed the snow-capped mountains, they could use blood sacrifices to suppress the enemy's forbidden objects for a period of time.

"Indeed, though it's a pity, all the heads obtained in today's bloody battle must be used for a sacrifice to suppress that forbidden object." Blood Drinker felt somewhat regretful. So many powerful figures died today; if they were all sacrificed, perhaps the entire Blood God faction would receive blessings.

If Li Yelai were to take more of the offerings, he might even be able to directly reach the fifth level of enlightenment.

But now, it can only be used to suppress forbidden things; if that's not enough, prisoners must be sacrificed.

"And then what? The enemy has chosen ones, and they're experts at spreading plague. How should we attack?" Li Yelai asked. "From the prisoners, we know the town has a considerable defense force, and they possess many forbidden objects and ritualistic methods. We don't have enough men, do we?"

"That's enough, we're still here!" Red Angry looked at Li Yelai: "We are the chosen ones, each with our own powerful forms. If necessary, we can borrow that power! Even just a trace of it is enough for us to kill them!"

A trace of the Blood God's power!

To be honest, Li Yelai has never tried the Blood God's Chosen face mask before.

Li Yelai's consciousness entered the virtual realm and looked at the blank mask. With his thoughts, patterns and colors appeared on the blank mask.

The patterns are black, resembling swords and flames, while the background of the face mask is scarlet.

It appears both heroic and ferocious; this is the mask of the Blood God's Chosen. As long as Li Yelai wears this mask, he can imitate the power of the chosen one and may even deceive the gods into bestowing blessings.

Part-time job, oh part-time job, I wonder if I can get some more freebies from other gods.

Like that immortal god, hoping that He would also approve of him and give him a chance to improve.

'All things decay, but life endures—let me try shouting that!'

Li Yelai pondered this in his heart, while Hong Nu continued, "Moreover, we must kill him. He may have already discovered your information and identity. If he spreads it around, you won't be able to remain undercover."

An undercover agent? That makes sense. In Hongnu's eyes, Li Yelai is a human who has turned away from darkness and is a member of the champion team.

This identity could be used to their advantage. Under these circumstances, the news that Li Yelai has become the Chosen One must not be known to the Giant City. They must kill the Chosen One, even if it means resorting to murder, and perhaps even silence everyone in the town to cover their tracks.

Li Yelai nodded slightly in agreement. Whether he agreed or not, it was a dog-eat-dog world anyway!
He'd love for those chosen ones to fight to the death, so he could harvest their brains, give their souls to Mr. Shadow, and their heads to Blood River. Maybe he could even reach the fifth awakening directly.

“But your level is still too low. Even if you gain power, you won’t be able to fight against a Sixth Awakening expert. So, when the time comes, we’ll deal with Moya, and you go and harvest those elites,” Hong Nu said.

"Okay, I understand." Li Ye nodded. He certainly wouldn't confront the Chosen One directly; letting them fight amongst themselves was best. He even hoped that the Chosen One of Moya could replace these two. That would be interesting!

If they die, then Li Yelai, the only chosen one in this place, will be the leader!

Hey, I'd be doing this opportunity a disservice if I didn't take the whole treasure!

"Speaking of which, Emperor Fall, your abilities are quite unique. That lightning and the gravity wave you released earlier, are those also your abilities?" Blood Drinker asked.

"Didn't our lord tell you this?" Li Yelai raised an eyebrow and asked, "I thought you all knew."

“Divine pronouncements are rare. I’ve only received two in total, and one of them was when they told us to come to you,” Red Fury replied.

“I see. It seems my lord really favors me.” Li Yelai introduced himself: “I am a psionicist of the Myriad Paths, and my special ability is to mimic psionicists of different paths.”

As he spoke, Li Yelai wiped his cheek, and a mask appeared, its terrifying double pupils scanning the surroundings, giving the two chosen ones a vague sense of unease.

"That's... the Eye of Death Perception of the Spirit Eye?" The two looked surprised, then their expressions turned solemn and astonished.

They quickly understood the power and potential of Li Yelai's abilities; no wonder the Blood God valued him so highly!
“It’s a wonder that someone with your abilities isn’t well-known in Giant City. They must be blind,” Red Angry said.

It's not that he's not well-known; the higher-ups in Jucheng, out of a desire to protect him, naturally wouldn't publicize it. Only some of his former teammates knew about Li Yelai's abilities.

Of course, but if it were called a 'monster spawner,' they would all know what it is, Li Yelai thought to himself.

Afterwards, the three finalized the time for their operation the next day and then went their separate ways.

Li Yelai hummed a little tune to shoo away the guards and returned to his room.

The next second, Little Mad King, dressed in a tight-fitting suit, stepped out of the shadows.

"You weren't affected by me, were you?" Li Yelai asked first. In order to force out the monitor, he used the Bai Qi mask and activated the Blood Prison Demon Suppression.

"Of course not, you gave me enough time to evacuate." Little Mad King breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your reaction was quick, you did a good job."

"So how did you detect the Bloodflies? If it's a technique, teach me!" Li Yelai asked. The Bloodflies were a species bred by the Immortal Faction and had extremely strong stealth capabilities. It was too impressive that Little Mad King was able to detect them.

"I once received a blessing from the lucky wheel, and I could feel an unexpected gaze upon me. You probably can't replicate that."

The roulette wheel... Li Yelai frowned. Regardless of whether he smiled or not, with his luck, there was absolutely no way he could get a blessing from the roulette wheel.

Then, Little Mad King said, "Tomorrow is the day of the final attack, and the comrades of Team One are very likely to make their move."

It is speculated that this internal strife within the church was orchestrated by a certain group, and they will inevitably take action on the day of the final assault.

From Li Yelai's perspective, this method might be advantageous, but he is currently their enemy.
Their personal safety is in serious trouble.

“Yes, I know.” Li Yelai said with a somewhat solemn expression, “So, if we take action tomorrow, I will try my best to reduce the number of Ember Church members around me, creating an opportunity for us to talk.”

After becoming the 'enemy', Li Yelai felt the terrifying pressure from the champion team.

I just hope they'll be a little slow in taking action.

Meanwhile, in the outpost of the Night Scouts.

The group has finalized their plan of action: to use the Blood God Church to breach the dangerous factory fortress and the small town in the mountains.

They then took the opportunity to behead several of the chosen ones!
If the plan succeeds, it will be a tremendous victory for humanity!
Everyone was full of fighting spirit.

But in the corner, there was only deathly silence.

The champion team's top players remained in a corner, shielding themselves from the eavesdropping of other city scouts.

Their faces were terribly gloomy.

"Are you sure, Minglang?" They looked at an elite Night Scout from the Netherworld Path. This Night Scout had lingered on the battlefield for a long time and gathered a great deal of intelligence. But one piece of information shocked all the members of the team.

"Uncertain!" Minglang slowly shook his head. "I've only met Ye Jiang once, but the voice and physique of that Emperor's Chosen One are too similar to his. They're both on the Myriad Manifestations Path, and..."

At this moment, Cheese spoke up coldly: "There are plenty of psionicists in the Path of All Things. What's wrong with a few who look similar to him? Based on the information we have, he doesn't even know how to summon lightning yet."

“But,” Minglang hesitated for a moment before speaking, “he used the Eighteen Single-Handed Throws.”

"Eighteen moves with one hand? He's already recorded in the official database for everyone to study freely. Some of you have probably learned a few moves, right? Is he really going to be unjustly accused because of this?" Cheese spoke again, his voice cold.

He trembled slightly as he referred to his friend as the Chosen One of Chaos.

How could he possibly betray humanity? That's ridiculous!

He is a hero, a hero who saved himself, many comrades, and many people! How can he be so desecrated?

Even if he is gay, you can't slander him like this!
Minglang looked into Cheese's eyes and said, "I know you have a close relationship with him, and I actually have high hopes for him too. He is the successor to our team, but..."

"But he used Shadow Army and Mimic Abyss Dragon Scales! Shadow Army of the Netherworld Path, and the extremely rare Abyss Dragon Scales, the combination of these two... who else could it be?"

Upon hearing this, all the night scouts fell silent.

The Myriad Paths, Eighteen Single-Handed Throws, Mimicry of the Abyss Dragon Scale, and the Shadow Army of the Netherworld Path.

There is probably only that one person who could do that.

The successor secretly trained by Captain Yang Chen.

The most promising junior team, the monster spawner of the giant city, Night General!
But how did he become God's Chosen? If he were an ordinary believer, the champion team would be overjoyed that a Night General had infiltrated the enemy ranks.

That's true, Night General's misfortune is too strong, the best way is to send him to the enemy camp.

Let the enemies experience the thrill of a monster spawner. One team will try to contact the Night General, collude with him, and wipe out the Church.

But God chose.

The term "chosen by God" refers to believers who are watched over by the divine and thus become chosen, implying that they have already been corrupted.

They are practically the representatives of the divine in the physical world. Even if he were truly an undercover agent, he would become utterly loyal to the church the moment he became God's chosen one.

The cheese was deathly pale, as if a delicate canvas had never been stained with the color of life.

Her face was still beautiful, but it had lost its rosy glow and vitality.

He seemed somewhat lonely and helpless.

Her lips had almost lost their color, like two thin white petals, making one want to cherish and warm them.

After a few seconds of silence, she spoke, her voice hoarse: "I will personally carry out the decapitation operation against Emperor Dust tomorrow."

"If... if it really is him, if he really betrayed humanity."

"Then I will be the one to send him off at his funeral."

The cheese whispered: "We made a promise."

(Sorry I'm late. Mwah! (｀ω)) (End of Chapter)