Just as Su Qianqian had just passed her Heavenly Tribulation in the Sword Sect, far away, Luo Wuhen simultaneously sensed that the mysterious condensation in her Spirit Space suddenly began to writhe violently!
However, this thing now had already had its consciousness erased and had become something akin to a lifeless object.
Luo Wuhen could only do her best to try and use her Divine Sense for limited “communication,” and in the end, she only managed to intermittently sense some inexplicable messages—
“Essence…activated…obstr…”
“What does this mean? What has been activated? Is it a deeper power within the Abyss, or is it something else?”
From these fragmented words, Luo Wuhen was completely at a loss.
Perhaps if she had truly been fully eroded, the completed form would be able to receive the complete message, but now this unfinished half-product could only offer these few scraps of information.
Right now, Luo Wuhen still had more pressing, urgent matters before her that required her attention—she really could not spare any effort to decipher these baffling words.
She planned to find an opportunity to pass this on to Su Qianqian, and let her and her ever-longing Master interpret it!
She said she didn’t care, but Luo Wuhen couldn’t help feeling jealous. Yet what use was jealousy now? The less she did, the fewer mistakes she’d make…
In the end, she could only calm her mind, and continue to devise her own Restoration of the Nation plan, burying her regret and jealousy deep in her heart.
But she had barely found her peace when that condensation began to act up again, and this time the disturbance was even more peculiar.
If the previous message had been like “fearful trembling,” then now it was “calling out,” the disturbance regular and rhythmic.
And this time, when Luo Wuhen attempted “communication,” the message she received was clear and complete:
“Urgent. Meeting.”
At the same time, Luo Wuhen sensed some kind of technically incomprehensible mental Transmission Channel.
Luo Wuhen frowned tightly—should she go and have a look?
Such a risk was undoubtedly enormous. Right now, she was only a “counterfeit”; if she truly participated in such a meeting, the chance of exposure was definitely not low.
At their home ground, her odds of coming back alive were slim to none.
Besides, her nation was still a mess. Should she really wade into these murky waters…?
Yet right now, she was probably the only one who could infiltrate.
The information to be gained from such a meeting would surely be of the highest core importance. With luck, she might even discover the identities of the other eroded ones.
Such a strategic advantage could instantly turn the tables, shifting from “the enemy lurks in darkness while we are exposed” to the reverse! Should she be that kind of hero?
But as Luo Wuhen hesitated and weighed her options, the Transmission Channel had already closed.
Though Luo Wuhen had thought of so much, in fact only a few breaths had passed in her mind. The channel closed in just this brief instant—it really was urgent.
When faced with a choice, people always regret not choosing the other path, especially when the other path’s benefits remain unknown.
But Luo Wuhen would certainly not wallow in such regret. Since it had passed, she turned her eyes to the matters before her.
……
In the distant Yin Moon, on a small region that had been eroded, a meeting of the highest order was underway. Clearly, they were also using the Yin Moon as a relay station.
“Four people have not arrived…and among them is a Unifier. Has something delayed them…?”
An elderly monk seated in the principal position spoke thus. Among the dozens present, there should have been three Unifiers, and he was one of them—one of the Guardian Abbots of the Prison Suppressing Buddha Sect who protected the Demon Suppressing Cave: Guangdu.
Another Unifier present was naturally taciturn—even after being eroded, this nature remained—so Guangdu had become the presider of this meeting…
Besides the three intended Unifiers, all those qualified to attend this meeting were of Lord rank.
The hierarchy was not determined entirely by cultivation; the rest was decided by the Void Will of Youxu.
Since the infiltrating power was ultimately limited, “they” could not expand and assimilate infinitely just yet. Those gathered here were already nearly all the high-level powers available.
But in any case, the meeting officially began. This could be the one that decided success or failure…
If a well-traveled, knowledgeable person were present, they would be shocked: none here were ordinary—they were all the top leaders or right-hand figures of their respective forces!
Two-thirds had participated in the City of Broken Abyss meeting, while most of the new faces were top figures from factions related to those, all secretly eroded.
These people and their original hosts could scarcely be distinguished in appearance or demeanor.
They retained all their old memories, and even their personalities and habits remained—but their souls had been twisted, they had received forbidden knowledge, and their worldview had been fundamentally and utterly altered: they now completely believed the world must be destroyed and remade—and that such destruction and remaking was inevitable!
“Amitabha. Esteemed ones, you must all have sensed that power, yes? After the fall of the gods, the purest Essence of the gods’ souls…”
Radiant God looked compassionate, his gaze cast toward the distant, unapproachable giant, and continued, “If He were still at His full power, no matter how many thoughts we mustered, we could not resist.”
“But He became enamored with the bustle of the mortal world, splitting His ‘Will’ and sending it among humanity, no longer wholeheartedly defending against the erosion of Youxu. At some unknown time, a flaw appeared in the radiation of His power. Now we are able to exist within this realm and even erode it—because we seized that gap, that flaw…”
“But, when He tires of the mortal world and chooses to return, all will be meaningless. Now is our best chance—for the next thousand, ten thousand years.”
“Capture His ‘Will’ and offer it to Youxu—let Him fully merge into Oblivion, let the Moon at the horizon turn into the darkness that destroys all. Amitabha~ We will bring salvation to all beings~”
Guangdu still wore an expression of merciful salvation, serene and benevolent, yet his mercy sent chills down one’s spine…
“And now, we have already perceived the location of that Shenming’s Incarnation.”
“As expected, that Sword Sect follower is closely tied to it. But…only at the Nascent Soul Stage? That, I did not foresee…”
Most of those present had gone to the City of Broken Abyss and seen how Lin Muxue had been protected by the power of the Yin Moon.
None were fools—now they could naturally connect Lin Muxue’s unusual relationship with “Him.”
Yet such an exalted Shenming, even reincarnated in the mortal realm, must surely be someone extraordinary! Was it the Sword Sect’s Ancestor? Or some even more mysterious and powerful identity?
Thus, even knowing the other body might be in Sword Sect territory, they dared not act rashly.
Hiding in the shadows was their advantage; if they were exposed and eradicated, it would not be worth the cost.
But now, having learned that “His” Incarnation was only at the Nascent Soul Stage?! Then they should wait no longer—now was the best opportunity—!
“While in this lifetime He is still weak, now is our best chance. His growth will surely be unimaginable. While we still lurk in darkness, gather all our power…”
……