The Divine Sect’s teachings spread to the Western Region, and summoned a large batch of Divine Puppets in the deep mountains and old forests.
Under normal circumstances, this might have stirred up heated discussions across the five regions.
But now, aside from a very small number of people who would pay attention, such as the Holy Palace and various factions’ intelligence agencies hidden within the Western Region.
The vast majority of Spiritual Cultivators remain unaware and uninterested.
What concerns them is still the Returning Consciousness Tomb in the Southern Region, and the shrill "No!" coming from the Returning Consciousness Tomb!
"Lord Cang Sheng’s scream?"
"Is he being devoured?"
The Cursed Yin’s body consciousness from the Southern Underworld has already swallowed most of the Returning Consciousness Tomb in the Southern Region, the "Heavenly Dog Eating the Moon" has reached the final step.
Within the Returning Consciousness Tomb, the body of consciousness pushed to the extre has nowhere left to hide.
"No! No no no..."
"How could it be like this? How could it be like this!"
This panicked voice is very inconsistent with the past performances of Lord Cang Sheng.
Even the voice doesn’t seem quite right?
Just as the people from the five regions started to doubt, that deeply panicked voice finally hysterically shouted the last words:
"Xu! Xiao! Shou——"
Thud.
The hearts of spectators from all over missed a beat.
Doubts flashed through everyone’s minds, similar to the questions of Feng Zhongzui in front of the Dao Imparting Mirror at that mont:
"Lord Shou?"
"What’s going on, why was Lord Shou’s na called?"
"This voice, I’ve said it doesn’t quite sound like Lord Cang Sheng, overlapping layers, it feels more like... Cursed Yin?"
Thud!
When the word "Cursed Yin" was uttered, the world fell into dead silence.
Feng Zhongzui thought deeply in horror, feeling the scalp prickling, reverse inferred the process from the result, overturning reality and imagination, shouted in disbelief:
"I understand!"
"Lord Shou, it’s truly Lord Shou!"
"Do you all rember that ti when facing Lord Cang Sheng, Lord Shou used himself as an arrow, shooting himself from the Central Region to the Eastern Region, securing victory in one move?"
Arrow?
Yes, Lord Shou had once used an arrow.
At that ti, the great battle was in a stalemate, locked in a fierce struggle, his crafty thoughts turned, employing the Vanishing Technique:
He seized on circumstances, obliterated the Dead Sea created by Ai Cangsheng, performing a rather bizarre trick in front of the five regions.
It appeared that he had transford the Dead Sea into an Arrow of Evil Sin Bow.
In reality, he had transford the Dead Sea into himself, molded himself into an arrow, and shot towards the Eastern Region.
This maneuver, so wildly beyond imagination that even Lord Cang Sheng couldn’t grasp, leaving him at a disadvantage.
And it was this opportunity that was seized upon, beat down the drowning dog, Lord Cang Sheng was directly reduced to annihilation.
"But, what connection is there between the Cursed Yin in the Returning Consciousness Tomb and Lord Shou who twisted himself into an arrow?"
Even with Feng Zhongzui’s reminder, most people couldn’t comprehend the situation.
Fortunately, Feng Zhongzui never stalls, imdiately explaining while saliva flew:
"Cursed Yin Puppet!"
"The problem lies with the Cursed Yin Puppet!"
"From the very beginning, Lord Shou didn’t trust Holy Emperor Fengtian, or rather, he never underestimated Hallmaster Dao..."
This first strike like a sword splitting through a mirror, making everyone’s heads spin, had to be traced back to the Cursed Yin Puppet?
Feng Zhongzui’s words carried horror, shock, and a sense of unparalleled admiration:
"Everyone, at the Eastern Region, the mont Lord Shou handed the Cursed Yin Puppet to Holy Emperor Fengtian — from this mont, the ga was set."
"That Cursed Yin Puppet was never a puppet, but the Arrow of Evil Sin Bow we saw then, it was Lord Shou!"
"That Lord Shou had long ceased to be Lord Shou, but was like the fake Lord Shou transford by the Dead Sea then, it was, was not knowing what was transford."
"Don’t believe it, look..."
The Mother Mirror of the Dao Imparting Mirror cut to a small lens, focusing on Lord Shou, like an outsider, no longer engaged in the frontline battle after handing over the Cursed Yin Puppet.
He was still in the Eastern Region.
His expression filled with despair.
He even bent down... picking up sand!
Why sand?
This ti, without Feng Zhongzui’s explanation, the spectators from the five regions understood.
Sand originating from the Shengshen Continent, poured down from Lord Shou’s hand on the Ancient War God Platform, and the small sand pit dug was soon repaired by the Ancient War God Platform.
"Unable to intervene!"
Everyone reached this conclusion.
And understood what Lord Shou intended.
Just like before when the five regions hoped for Lord Shou’s response to Hallmaster Dao’s actions, yet he faced the cara, perford a aningless gesture of touching air.
What Lord Shou envisaged, nothing more than wanting to tell the world in a covert, unobtrusive yet very straightforward way that his intentions are:
"The Cursed Yin Puppet is external."
"People on the Competition Platform may briefly touch, but ultimately cannot partake in the competition for external objects outside the platform."
Early on he was telling everyone, he couldn’t intervene in Holy Emperor Fengtian and Hallmaster Dao’s contention over the Cursed Yin Puppet.
In this inertia of thought, when the Cursed Yin’s body consciousness moved from the Southern Underworld to the Land of Sin, to swallow Ai Cangsheng’s residual consciousness.
Everyone subconsciously believed the sa, Lord Shou couldn’t intervene.
After all, he is not the Ancestral God.
"But Lord Shou has never left the frontline battle!"
Feng Zhongzui said clearer, more excited, finally almost dancing and shouting:
"He wasn’t unable to intervene, he was entirely omnipresent!"
"He transford himself into the Cursed Yin Puppet, handed himself to Holy Emperor Fengtian, and Holy Emperor Fengtian was completely unaware!"
Holy Emperor Fengtian Feng Yujin was stunned.
He remained dazed above the Nanming Sea.
He couldn’t even distinguish whether the little girl’s head was the Cursed Yin Puppet, or that provoking Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang who wanted to be exploded was the Cursed Yin Puppet.
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