Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 763 Coercion (Part 1)

Everyone's faces were blank and dumbfounded, as if they had heard something that could never have happened.

"You...you...are...talking about...the...Taoist...Master?!" Cao Xuanzhen swallowed hard, wondering if he had misheard.

The difference between "Tao Seed" and "Tao Child" is only one character, but the difference is enormous.

The so-called "Dao Seed" refers to the most outstanding talents in a sect, who are also the next generation of important inheritors and leaders of the sect, on whom great hopes are placed.

However, there are many lineages, therefore, there can also be many seeds of the Tao.

In other words, each Dao seed represents immense potential and a limitless future. Even the lowest Dao seed can enter the Upper Three Peaks and become a head disciple like Yang Huade.

As for Cao Xuanzhen, the head of the Six Academies, he wasn't even a Dao Seed. In fact, he was a candidate for Dao Seed, but he was forced to take the position after failing to be selected.

According to common sense, only one Daoist will appear every few hundred years. Among the many Daoist paths, they are the most outstanding. Judging from the judgment of the patriarchs, they are expected to become the peak masters of the three upper peaks, the future sect master of the Yuanmiao Sect, and the future successor of the patriarch's mantle.

This is the kind of person who can be considered a Daoist.

The so-called seed of the Way is easy to find, but the offspring of the Way are hard to come by.

It originated from this.

As a result, two Daoist disciples were born in their generation!

“That’s right, they are Daozi, two Daozi!” Yang Huade said with certainty, nodding emphatically.

"Auspicious omens descend from the heavens, a once-in-a-century opportunity! Heaven is decreing the great prosperity of my Yuanmiao Sect!!!" Cao Xuanzhen was immediately shocked and impulsive, disregarding etiquette, and stood up abruptly.

However, at this moment, no one in the hall would care about his slight rudeness.

Not only did he behave rudely, but the other heads of the academy also stood up abruptly, their faces flushed and their spirits high, all muttering incantations.

These heads of the academy had long since tied their futures to that of Emperor Yuanmiao, sharing both glory and ruin.

Even if Daozi is a future leader of the sect, the possibility of him having any interaction with them is not high.

But even the poorest patriots in London's East End would involuntarily straighten their backs when they thought of Britain's wealth and industry.

Not to mention those who are the heads of the academy.

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The capital city. Thunder rumbled, rain poured down, and dark clouds seemed to fall as if they could be reached.

Tantai Sheng stood quietly in the heavy rain, soaked to the bone, with large drops of water dripping down his cheeks, indistinguishable as sweat, rain, or tears.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready. We can depart at any time." A figure quietly appeared beside him and said softly.

It was none other than Sun Anzheng, the Left Chancellor, who had made great contributions in the matter of supporting the emperor.

No, it's Right Chancellor Sun Anzheng.

He made a great contribution and naturally received a generous reward.

"Prime Minister Sun, do you think... my decision... is it a bit of an overreaction? How will the world view this in the future?" Tantai Sheng's tone was somewhat dejected.

"This old minister does not think so," Sun Anzheng said carefully, choosing his words. "Moving the capital is not only for the sake of the Great Xuan Empire, but also for the sake of all the people. A thousand-year-old foundation cannot be destroyed in an instant." "..."

Tantai Sheng remained silent for a moment.

As the only powerful person in the world.

The truth behind the night the calamity struck.

As someone who experienced it firsthand, he naturally knew the inside story.

He was deceived.

It's not just him.

Emperor Xuanwen, Fan Hongchou... from top to bottom, a whole host of key figures were manipulated at will.

What he broke that day was not just the dragon vein formation.

There's also a seal on the passageway.

A passage connecting the human and demon realms...

Once it is fully opened.

Even he, Tantai Sheng, showed a rare glint of fear in his eyes. A thousand-year demonic tribulation!

Looking back on the incident, it's clear that something was off from the very beginning.

The solution proposed by Fan Hongchou...

The method to forge that forbidden weapon...

Even he, a member of the royal family, did not know how to break the dragon vein formation.

As it turned out, Fan Hongchou, an outsider, was able to easily find a solution and actually succeeded.

This is a point of contention.

And there was his deceased father, Tantai Wen.

The autopsy revealed that he had actually died several years earlier.

The reason he stayed indoors for so long and ignored state affairs was entirely to cover up his foul odor and various abnormalities.

This is a complete trap.

Using the throne as bait, they lured him step by step into a trap from which there is no return.

Think of this.

A chill ran down Tantai Sheng's spine.

It seemed as if an unseen giant hand was gripping his heart tightly, capable of crushing it with ease.

In the surrounding darkness and shadows, it seemed as if countless menacing monsters had appeared, observing his every move, manipulating his body and will, and causing him to make wrong choices involuntarily.

"No matter who you are... demon, monster, otherworldly being... whatever your purpose..."

The Tantai family has made far too many enemies. Even Tantai Sheng doesn't know who orchestrated all of this in secret.

There are only a few possible speculations.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes.

“Since they dare not show themselves, they can only resort to such underhanded tricks to do things secretly…” He became more determined again, “This is enough to show that this person is far less powerful than we imagined. They are wary, which is why they are cautious and dare not show themselves in person.”

Tantai Sheng's eyes lit up, and his aura suddenly surged.

"I'd like to see who dares to oppose the Tantai family... just who is it!"

"Yunlong, let's do it!"

Sun Anzheng and Lin Yunlong served as Tantai Sheng's right-hand men.

The two men followed each other to the death, risking the extermination of their entire families, and both obtained what they had always dreamed of.

Lin Yunlong rose from the commander of the Imperial Guards to become the commander-in-chief of the Dragon Spine Army, one of the four major legions.

The Dragon Ridge Army, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, is invincible against any enemy that attacks.

All of these are sufficient to suppress and crush them.

This is also the source of Tantai Sheng's inner confidence. As long as he takes over the Dragon Spine Army legitimately and smoothly, even if the passage seal is broken, he is confident that he can make up for the big mistake he made.

tread…...

Tap tap…

Tap tap tap…

Soon, large groups of people gathered, and heavy footsteps echoed.

Whoosh...

Lin Yunlong, completely encased in silver armor, stepped forward and took out a strange, small, silver-white mirror from his hand.

The mirror was round inside and square outside, with golden phoenixes and dragons inlaid on the frame, as if the sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes howling could be heard.

The Celestial Mirror.

This is the true Heavenly Mirror itself.

The Tantai family, who were able to emerge victorious from the demonic calamity a thousand years ago, and whose Great Xuan Dynasty has stood for hundreds of years, must have had a few hidden treasures in their possession.

"Heavenly secrets... Xuanji..." Lin Yunlong muttered to himself, and suddenly exerted force with both hands, his palms were pierced by the sharp edge of the mirror, and blood flowed out.

Swish...

Suddenly, streaks of silver-white chains shot out from the surface of the Heavenly Mirror.

Immediately, the people around him, who were also wearing armor, activated the discs in their hands; they were exquisite discs resembling compasses.

A series of blue and green runic beams of light shot out with a hissing sound.

Blue and green lines wrapped with runes, along with silver chains, slowly enveloped the magnificent and massive palace complex in front of them.

After the last silver chain fell, Tantai Sheng saw the enormous silver shield rising before him and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether it's a demonic calamity or a demonic disaster.

As long as the Heavenly Mirror exists, the passage can be kept intact, buying time.

Given enough time, he was confident that he could lead the Tantai family to regroup and solve the problem of the sealed passage once and for all.

Thump...thump...thump...

Three deep, long chimes came from outside.

Tantai Sheng took one last look at the silver light flowing on the protective barrier, then turned and strode away.

Click click...

Thick walls, over ten meters high, were rebuilt and erected around the palace.

The walls were inlaid with a dense array of circular copper arrays, which began to glow faintly as the only gate closed.

In the blink of an eye, the main force withdrew. The entire inner city became deserted.

Bang!

The wind made the wooden window, which had been left open, shake violently, slamming against the window frame before being shaken open again, revealing a dusty room inside.

Apart from a few elite troops stationed near the palace, the entire inner city seemed deserted and lifeless.

"He has a bit of the air of a restorer of the dynasty..."

Swish...

A light, ethereal figure suddenly appeared not far from the palace.

His hair was completely white, not from old age, but as if he was born with it, with white roots.

Regardless of the cause, this unusual hair color will attract attention wherever it is.

The weird thing is.

The elite soldiers guarding the palace and patrolling were not far away, but when they walked over, they acted as if they didn't see anything and walked straight past.

Like a phantom, it appeared and disappeared lightly, traversing hundreds of meters, and when it reappeared, it had already landed inside the walled area.

The countless flashing copper coin arrays, meant to provide early warning and alert, continued to flash, but they were completely ineffective.

"How beautiful..."

Gazing at the silver shield covering a large area, the white-haired figure sighed with emotion.

"The thought that such beauty will soon be ruined by my own hands..."

He slowly reached out his hand.

"In the name of Lingmiao, Devouring Realm Nether Eye, descend! Descend, descend!"

Suddenly, ripples spread across the air.

Deep within the imperial palace lies the Tongtian Hall, firmly sealed off by the Heavenly Mirror.

Click. Suddenly, a strange sound rang out in the quiet, deserted hall.

It sounded like glass shattering on the ground, and then the crunching sound of footsteps crushing on it.

In the void, ripples began to spread out like the surface of water.

At the center of the water ripples, a large bulge slowly rose.

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In the nineteenth year of Emperor Wen's reign, the heavens shattered, the universe changed color, and celestial fire and meteors descended upon the world.

Emperor Xuanwen died from a severe illness caused by shock, and Prince Jingyuan, Tantai Sheng, succeeded him, taking the title of Emperor Xuansheng.

Emperor Sheng was benevolent and always grateful. He remembered Emperor Wen's legacy, greatly expanding his influence throughout the land, implementing reforms and changes, moving the capital to Chenjing, and designating the following year as the first year of Emperor Sheng's reign. *Dada...*

The sound of finger bones tapping on the chair armrest abruptly stopped.

Han Yi quietly looked at the letter in his hand.

The letter was placed in a black box, with no signature on the surface indicating who sent it, only an exquisite stamp on the seal, indicating that it was not a letter sent as a joke.

Not only were the letters sealed tightly, but the black box itself also had a hidden mechanism.

If the box is not opened using the proper method, the mechanism will be triggered, and everything inside will be burned to ashes.

This means that the contents of the box are absolutely confidential.

Han Yi gently took out the letter, tore open the envelope, and took out the letter inside.

The small, delicate handwriting was clearly etched on the pale yellow paper.

"I'm sorry, a lot has happened in the capital, and many problems remain unresolved. What I'm about to say is very important, so you must be prepared in advance. If you get involved, you could be utterly destroyed if you're not careful. Therefore, you must take this very seriously."

There are some other things in the box that you should be able to use, or perhaps accelerate your martial arts and bloodline growth. Consider it compensation for the trouble I've caused you these past few times. Also, is there any news of my teacher, Wang Yunkai? If you can find him, please make sure he comes as soon as possible; I urgently need his help…”

Han Yi knew the writer's identity after reading only the first few lines.

He opened the box and found several notebooks underneath. They were old-fashioned, with worn paper. Even the signature was only visible as "Tantai," with the rest of the name illegible.

After waiting for so many days, Tantai Xunzhen's reply finally arrived.

Han Yi carefully put away the book and continued reading the letter. He read on, line by line.

Han Yi's expression changed from calm to serious, and then from serious to grim and solemn.

After reading all the content, he slowly closed his eyes.

*Sizzle...*

An invisible heat appeared, suddenly igniting the letter in his hand, turning it to ashes and dissipating.

"If what she said is true... then the trouble... will be enormous..."

Han Yi's expression was solemn, and there was a hint of urgency in his eyes.

“Even Fan Hongchou… and even Emperor Xuanwen… were just part of the trap…” His face darkened.

In the so-called reforms, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect alone lost more than half of its disciples.

Including the deaths of the government troops and the others implicated, at least tens of thousands of people were affected in Huayang alone.

How many people in the entire Yunzhou, and even in all the major states of the world, will be affected, impacted, or sacrificed because of this incident?

As a result, one day...

Are these things just part of a conspiracy?

The feeling of being used as a pawn, manipulated at will, and deprived of life.

Han Yi didn't like it.