Hua Country.

Capital City.

Somewhere in the Imperial Palace.

Sun Li sat by the hospital bed, phone in hand, bored out of her mind. She would occasionally glance at Xia Chan, who was wearing an oxygen mask, then stare back at her screen to mutter complaints about an author's slow updates.

Actually, she had wanted to go to the front lines with the Martial Combatants Coalition. But Lu Nianjiao had asked her to stay here and watch over Xia Chan.

Sigh, this is mind-numbingly boring. I wonder how Yueyue and Xiao Yi are doing on the front lines. But I heard that Xiu showed up too. If he's there, there's probably nothing to worry about, right?

Thinking of that man, Sun Li couldn't help but reveal a sweet, silly smile.

COUGH, COUGH...

A faint cough from the bed suddenly shattered Sun Li's thoughts.

Her expression brightened. She quickly put down her phone and turned to look, only to find that Xia Chan had already opened her eyes.

"You're awake? That's great!" Sun Li almost jumped up with excitement.

Xia Chan slowly raised her hand as if to grasp something. "Xiao Li..."

Sun Li's face turned serious as she spoke sternly, "What do you want to say?"

"The child..."

"Don't worry, your child is fine and is being looked after by professionals," Sun Li said. "After all, it is the King of the Nation's child... I'm so jealous. You two really pulled off something huge without anyone knowing."

As she said this last sentence, her tone was thick with envy.

She then added, "As for you, shouldn't a heretic cult femme fatale like yourself be providing us with some useful intelligence by now?"

「Much later.」

Sun Li rushed into Di Xuanji's study and placed a document on the desk, panting as she spoke. "Your Majesty, Divine Doctor Sister, Xia Chan just woke up! She disclosed everything about the Holy Boi Religion, and I've recorded it all!"

Hearing this, Di Xuanji reached for the report.

The study fell into silence.

A few minutes later, Di Xuanji suddenly stood up, his expression growing heavy. He said to Lu Nianjiao, "I'm leaving for Henghai at once."

Lu Nianjiao responded, "You are the Emperor of a nation, how can you..."

Di Xuanji interrupted her. "Instead of sitting here planning strategies, I would rather fight a bloody battle on the front lines. Besides, the situation this time is more troublesome than we imagined... Sitting here is just waiting for death."

"And rather than wait for death, it's better to fight with our backs against the wall."

Lu Nianjiao asked, "Is it really that serious?"

"See for yourself."

Di Xuanji handed the report to Lu Nianjiao and then turned to leave the study.

Inside the study, after reading the report, Lu Nianjiao's body trembled. She slumped weakly into a chair, looking utterly lost for a moment.

In the report, Xia Chan had essentially disclosed everything about the Holy Boi Religion. This Holy Boi Religion, which worshiped the Holy Boi Religion God, was nothing more than a pawn of Emperor Hao from the Upper Realm. Their so-called "Purification Plan" was to perform a blood sacrifice of every living being of an entire era, a plan ominously referred to as the "Great Massacre of the Land"!

Furthermore, Xia Chan had mentioned that beneath Henghai Provincial City lay the Construct Wood Great Formation. By sacrificing Hua Muyan to the formation, one could bypass the blockaded Starry Sky Ancient Path and use the power of the Construct Wood to open a spatial passage directly to the Upper Realm. And Hua Muyan was the very Construct Wood sapling that Emperor Hao had given Chu Yiguan to bring down from the Upper Realm during his visit.

「Henghai Provincial City.」

In the smoke-filled ruins of the city, Chen Xuanbao stood beneath the cloud-piercing Construct Wood. He looked up at the warships emerging one after another in the sky, his entire body trembling with excitement.

Suddenly, he fell to his knees, took the triangular pendant from around his neck, and began to pray devoutly. Behind him, four black-robed figures with profound auras did the same. These four were the last of the Upper Nine Deities of the Holy Boi Religion.

Spiritual Martial God Zhang Qiming, Divine Flame God Zhu Meique, and Zhan Wushen had all died in battle. The whereabouts of Demon Blade God Watari Kagura were unknown. As for Demonic Flower God Hua Muyan, she had now been sacrificed to the Construct Wood Great Formation.

The four remaining gods were the Hua Di God, the Moon Dog God, the Manifesting Light God, and the Vermilion Sun God.

An instant later, a beam of light appeared as if from thin air, piercing through the Void in response to Chen Xuanbao's prayer. It delivered a coffin right in front of him.

Chen Xuanbao ended his prayer and slowly stood up. "The four of you are to guard the four foundations of the Construct Wood Great Formation. Until I have merged with the 'Azure Sky War Puppet,' you must not allow anyone to destroy this formation or disturb me here."

Hearing this, the four gods exchanged a look and then scattered in four different directions, flying toward the four beams of light that shot into the clouds. Those four light beams were the four foundations of the Construct Wood Great Formation.

Time flowed like water.

「Tomb of Civilization.」

Luo Xiu had been sitting there for a full three days. For all this time, he remained in a strange state of deep meditation.

Master Ping and Da Qian, that brilliant duo, also stood guard by his side, never leaving him for a moment.

In the silence, a bored Da Qian muttered softly, "I wonder how long it will take Young Master Luo to achieve his comprehension."

"If his aptitude is high enough, it might take three to five years. If it's average, spending several decades wouldn't be surprising. It'll be too damn late by the time he gets out," he added. "But regardless, it's a good thing that Young Master Luo can enter such a state. It means he has a destiny with this Divine Skill."

Master Ping sighed and said, "His heart cannot achieve true stillness. I think he's too worried about the situation outside, and on top of that, he's constantly enduring pain. However, I believe that with his aptitude for comprehension, it won't take him much time."

Da Qian suddenly changed the subject. "Speaking of which... I've always been curious. You foolish bottle, why did you choose to follow Young Master Luo?"

Master Ping was quiet for a moment before replying, "Who can ever truly understand something like destiny? Besides, didn't the Ancient God choose him as well? Why else would he help him shape a Divine Soul? Perhaps this was all the Ancient God's design, working in ways we cannot perceive."

Da Qian said, "All I can say is that he's different from anyone I've ever met."

Master Ping suddenly spoke. "Perhaps this war is his fated catastrophe. Da Qian, we have to help him."

"..."

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