Ming Dynasty: Emperor Wanshou is cultivating immortality!

Chapter 334: Riots Begin, Plague Rise

"Hiss, it's so hot!"

His companion smacked his lips and said, "Old Yu, are you catching a cold?"

When the others heard this, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"A-choo!" The strong man called Lao Yu, who was teased by everyone, sneezed again, then sniffed hard and said unhappily, "Go away, do you have a cold?"

"You guys are so audacious to think that. Only ordinary people can get... A-choo! A disease!"

"I am a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training!" As he spoke, the sturdy man called Lao Yu, whose face had already turned red, stood up weakly and said:
"I have to go find someone from the Immortal Medicine Pavilion. I think it was when we were exploring the secret ruins some time ago. Ah, ah-choo! Hiss, those poisonous insects must be poisonous."

"This, this is why, A-choo..." The sturdy man called Lao Yu sneezed as he walked away.

"Hey, Old Yu," someone shouted, laughing loudly, "If you can't make it, just tell me, I'll take good care of my sister-in-law!"

"Hey, why don't we go back and ask sister-in-law to try a different temperature? Hahaha..."

"Go, go to hell, I want to stuff it in your mouth!" The shouting coming from the end of the street immediately caused a burst of laughter from the crowd at the roadside tea stall.

Old Yu's sneezing, stuffy nose, runny nose and tremors seemed to be just a minor illness similar to the cold to everyone else.

They are all cultivators and have spiritual power to protect their bodies. How could they be infected with a cold like ordinary people?
Therefore, the only explanation is that Lao Yu and his companions were attacked by some poisonous insects while exploring the secret realm.

Some poisonous insects are themselves highly poisonous, and many monks do not take them seriously at first, but after a few days they will find that they have been poisoned.

Old Yu is just a cultivator in the Qi training stage. The problem occurred only after such a long time, which means that the poison of the insect is not very powerful. With the medical skills of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, it is a piece of cake to treat it.

Perhaps just one pill is enough to detoxify.

"It stands to reason that a person's spine should have about 26 vertebrae, but only one has appeared in the world of immortal cultivation. Will there really be a big commotion just for a single spine?"

Soon, after a small episode, everyone's discussion returned to the Spine of Creation.

"What do you think?"

"I think that this war is not certain. Those big shots are very smart and will not go to war for uncertain benefits. How great will the loss be? Isn't it?"

"Hmph, I think a war will definitely start. You know, once a war starts, the top forces will definitely join in, and other small and medium-sized forces will definitely take the opportunity to expand."

"That makes sense. After the war, those top forces will come to their senses and restore order. Things have been settled, and they will definitely not start a war again."

"That's right, that's right. To me, the Spine of Creation is just a shadow of a great war. After all, the only one that has been discovered so far is owned by Yan Shifan, and the whereabouts of the other twenty or so pieces are still unknown..."

"A-choo, eh? Why did I, A-choo..." Soon, someone else sneezed, and then had a blocked nose and runny nose.

"Cough cough cough..." Immediately afterwards, many people started coughing.

"...Flutter." Soon, a crow on the roof was seen flapping its wings and flying away.

If a cultivator in the foundation-building stage used his spiritual sense to observe this spirit duck at this time, he would find that some granular dust objects were constantly falling off its body.

And these dusts flowed with the air and were inhaled into the mouths and noses of the monks below one after another.

This place is just a small part of the entire Arcturus cultivation world. Soon, as time goes by, more and more cultivators begin to suffer from nasal congestion, runny nose, fever, and cough...

With the treatment of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, the cold, which was similar to that only ordinary people would catch, passed soon.

Everything seems so insignificant.

In today's world of immortal cultivation, the attention of all top forces is focused on the increasingly tense situation.

Even though more and more cultivators in the entire Arcturus cultivation world showed the same symptoms, it still did not attract attention.

Time flies, and four years have passed in a flash.

In the Ming Dynasty, in the 160th year of Jiajing's reign, war broke out.

The fuse of all this was nothing more than the feud between two inconspicuous small sects in the Central Plains.

Afterwards, this war in the world of immortals grew bigger and bigger like a snowball.

Until it swept across two overlord-level giant forces.

"boom!!!"

In the Central Plains, in the land of Yanzhou, a large ancient city for cultivating immortals, the Biyue Ancient City, an explosion of Nascent Soul level combat energy occurred.

"Wow!"

A monk in green robes, stepping on the Seven Star Steps, has seven flying swords surrounding him. The swords are flowing with cold blue light, and each sword seems to be able to cut through the void.

On his handsome face, his brows were frozen with a chill as cold as a thousand years of ice. He shouted coldly at the gradually solidifying red in front of him, "Since the war has already begun, why hide your head and show your tail?"

"Clap, clap, clap." Applause sounded, and a monk in a red robe appeared in the void.

I saw a tall red-robed monk with a huge blood-red cauldron suspended behind him. The body of the cauldron was engraved with strange runes, and at the mouth of the cauldron, spiritual power as sticky as blood mist was gushing out.

"As expected of a genius from the inner sect of the Sword Domain, he took the blow without any defense and was able to fight back. I admire you!"

“Master Luosha!” The blue-shirted swordsman’s face suddenly turned cold when he saw the red-robed man. He said, “It seems that Huoyan Tianxia will be the first to start a war!”

"Humph," Luosha sneered, "I think you know why we started a war, so why bother pretending to be confused? If you stand on the wrong side, you will have to pay the price!"

As he finished speaking, space portals suddenly appeared behind him, followed by shuttles and warships.

The overwhelming army of monks rushed out from the shuttles and warships with swords like a torrent.

Such a horrifying scene made the wandering cultivators in the ancient city below, who were already frightened by the battle between two Nascent Soul cultivators, even more terrified.

"Run!" Finally, a cultivator who reacted quickly shouted and ran out of the city regardless of anything.

Some panicked independent cultivators ignored the ban on flying in the ancient city and flew out on their swords.

However, this time, when the cultivators soared into the sky, many people discovered that the ancient city's formation had not been activated at all.

Looking at the overwhelming army of immortal cultivators not far away, everyone naturally understood that the magic formation of this city had been broken!
As a result, more and more monks began to flee frantically. However, just when they were about to fly out of the city, several terrifying beams of light suddenly burst out from inside.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Wherever the light beam, which was comparable to the full-strength attack of a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, passed, countless cultivators were instantly blown up.

For a moment, outside the ancient city, a blood mist spread out, condensing and refusing to dissipate, looking strange and creepy.

Above the ancient city, the monks who were halfway through their escape suddenly stopped, and everyone’s face was filled with fear.

"All the monks in the city, follow me to meet the enemy. Anyone who takes the opportunity to escape will be killed!" At this moment, the cold voice of the green-shirted swordsman rang in everyone's ears.

In an instant, all the monks in the city changed color.

They knew that they were being coerced by the "Sword Domain" and were required to live and die together with the "Biyue Ancient City".

No, that's not right!

Many people reacted immediately.

Among these independent cultivators, the most powerful ones present were only a few in the early Nascent Soul stage.

The one invading the Biyue Ancient City is "Huoyan Tianxia", a truly overlord-level giant force.

And judging from the situation, he seems to be well prepared.

In the midst of all this, how could a bunch of these worthless people like them be qualified to fight against the other side? In this case, the answer is obvious.

This genius from the Sword Domain wanted to use all of their lives to make up for the loss and wait for the people from the Sword Domain to come to the rescue!
"All the immortal cultivation chambers and families in the city, hand over your shuttles, warships, weapons, and fight the enemy with all your strength." At this time, the voice of the green-shirted swordsman sounded again.

Following closely behind, led by Da Xuansuo, many immortal cultivation chambers of commerce in the city did not hesitate and handed over their equipment reserves in the Biyue Ancient City and distributed them to those unpleasant-looking independent cultivators.

Compared to the anger of those independent cultivators in the city who just want to stay away from trouble, the immortal cultivation chambers of commerce whose businesses span across many continents and even many star fields are very aware of the current situation.

"Everyone, listen to me," a Yuanying stage cultivator in the city said loudly at this time, "Now that the flames are coming from the sky, we are caught up in the war. It is impossible to escape."

"The only way to survive now is to join the battle!" The casual cultivator said, not shying away from the blue-shirted sword cultivator, and shouted, "Pick up your weapons and fight with all your might."

"Once the city is breached, we will rush out!"

When the green-robed swordsman heard these frank words, he just frowned slightly but didn't say anything.

These independent cultivators were originally coerced by him and forced to fight against Huoyan Tianxia in order to buy time for the arrival of his reinforcements. There was no need to think about how loyal they would be.

Of course, as a force of the Sword Domain, the Biyue Ancient City naturally has forces under the Sword Domain stationed in the city.

Soon a large number of monks gathered in the city.

However, the number is far less than that of the densely packed army of immortal cultivators in the Fiery World in the sky.

After all, those stationed in the Biyue Ancient City are all businessmen and are just immortal cultivation families affiliated with the sect.

The real fighting power of a family lies within the sect.

The family only provides "blood" for the sect.

In itself, there is no need to station too many powerful combat forces.

Because as long as the sect is strong enough, the family's territory will be larger, and under the protection of the sect, no one dares to provoke it.

"Biyue City is one of the bases of the Sword Domain's protective formation. Let's fight quickly and destroy Biyue City!" The red-robed monk known as Luosha said solemnly to a Jindan-stage monk beside him, "The sooner the sect captures the Sword Domain, the faster it will be!"

"Yes!" said the Jindan cultivator, slowly rising into the air, arriving above everyone's heads, level with the army, and then waving his hand, saying, "Kill!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

On the warship, the horn was blown.

Then, we saw the densely packed Fire World army rushing down towards the Biyue City in the west like a torrent.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The attacking formation in Biyue City also exploded at the first moment, bombarding the army of immortal cultivators.

However, the moment the terrifying beam of light from the magic circle was blasted out, it was intercepted by the terrifying beam of light that erupted from the shuttle.

"Kill! Get out of the city with all your might!" The independent cultivators in the city no longer sat there waiting to die, but rushed forward with roars.

"Zhou Wu, you are not naive enough to think that I can come to support you at this time, right?" As Luosha spoke, his entire body turned into a red light and rushed towards the green-shirted swordsman.

"Hmph!" The green-shirted swordsman was not afraid either. He rushed forward and punched out. The terrifying energy caused the buildings on all sides to collapse and the space around him to be slightly distorted.

"The sect knows the importance of the formation base, and support will come soon. Other large sects in the surrounding areas will not sit idly by." The green-shirted swordsman said as he slashed out with the sword in his hand.

Luosha dodged with a quick movement, and the sword light that seemed to be able to cut through space directly chopped a warship behind him into pieces.

"Humph," Luosha looked back and sneered. The huge blood-red cauldron above his head flew out and hit Zhou Wu fiercely. "Should I say you are stupid or naive?"

"In the current situation, all sects and forces are waiting for the war to come. I, Huo Yan Tian Xia, being the number one in the world is exactly what they want!" As he said that, Luosha kicked out.

"Bang!" Luosha was knocked away by Zhou Wu's punch and sneered: "Do you still think they will come to support you at this time?"

"We, the overlord-level forces, are looking forward to the fall of the academy and the establishment of a new order!" As he spoke, he rushed down angrily again and fought with Zhou Wu.

"Don't the large sects under us expect us, the overlord-level forces, to suffer mutual losses?"

"The next war will sweep across the entire world of immortal cultivation. The immortal cultivation world ruled by Confucianism will start a war, and Buddhism and Taoism will not be able to stay out of it either."

"How could those forces outside the region miss the opportunity to carve up a piece of star field resources?"

"Boom!" The two forces collided in the air, the sword light and blood mist intertwined into a chaos, and the buildings within a hundred feet radius were instantly turned into powder.

Within the range of the two people's battle, other monks all avoided it, and a forbidden area was formed.

Zhou Wu naturally understood what Luosha said. He knew that everyone was waiting for a big battle.

Not only the sects within the entire Confucian world of immortal cultivation, but also forces from other star regions.

This is because the resources of today's world of immortal cultivation have been firmly occupied by the upper-level forces, from the lowest-level independent cultivators to small sects, medium-sized sects, large sects, and overlord-level forces.

So the pressure rebounded layer by layer.

Everyone wants to take down the top guys, thus freeing up resources for everyone else.

As for the foreign forces, they all wanted to divert their internal conflicts by starting foreign wars.

However, with only two groups of stars, Arcturus and Magna, the star world under the rule of Confucianism is nothing but a place with too many wolves and too little meat.

Eventually, as the war begins, other forces outside the domain will not miss this opportunity and will wait for an opportunity to launch a war.

But at the beginning, everyone was restrained.

Now, if a dominant force like Huoyan Tianxia takes the lead in declaring war, it will send a signal to everyone that the unrest has begun and they must join the war and fight for resources!
"Swish!" Zhou Wu suddenly turned into a residual shadow. The seven flying swords merged into one, turning into a shocking sword light that slashed towards the blood-colored cauldron.

Rakshasa laughed grimly, and the cauldron suddenly swelled up, the mouth of the cauldron turned upside down, and blood mist surged out like a tide, actually swallowing up the sword light.

Zhou Wu was seen forming seals with his hands, and a miniature formation diagram appeared under his feet. The formation diagram shone brightly, and countless green sword qi shot out from all directions, pouring down on the blood-colored cauldron like a rainstorm.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening. The surface of the blood-colored cauldron was covered with numerous sword marks, but it was still indestructible.

Rakshasa suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which sank into the cauldron. The cauldron suddenly burst into flames, and the flames turned into a ferocious fire dragon, roaring and rushing towards Zhou Wu.

Zhou Wu's face turned grim when he saw this!
He quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest, and suddenly a phantom appeared behind him. The phantom was holding a long sword, and the sword body emitted a dazzling green light. With one slash of the sword, he actually split the fire dragon in half.

But where the fire dragon dissipated, the blood mist became thicker and turned into a bloody hand that covered the sky and grabbed Zhou Wu.

"Boom boom boom!" Above the sky, red and blue streams of light continued to collide with each other. As the space twisted, cracks appeared from time to time.

Below, the entire Biyue Ancient City was also in a tragic state at this time.

The once prosperous ancient city has now been reduced to ruins, and the sky and earth are filled with blood mist.

"Quack quack!"

In the distance, a group of crows flew over.

But no one noticed that the dust shaken off the bodies of these crows was inhaled into the mouths and noses of the monks.

However, such an inconspicuous scene is being played out all over the world of immortal cultivation as the war begins.

A plague that accompanied the war began to brew.

"..."

(End of this chapter)