Gold Core Is A Star, You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 126: Planning for the City of No Return? Just Sending Them to Their Deaths

Supreme Miluo left the underground palace and entered the City of No Return with his subordinates. He looked at the city with a look of astonishment.

"In just a few years, the City of No Return has already changed so much. If those old guys who were in seclusion wake up and find that the world has changed so much, I'm afraid... they will be shocked."

To be honest, the changes in the City of No Return greatly shocked Supreme Miluo. As soon as he learned about it, he immediately passed on the news to his father, Supreme Mikong.

Now, Supreme Mikong is actually in the City of Great Sorrow.

He looked at the City of No Return, and from time to time, there was a breath belonging to a Supreme passing through the sky.

A look of admiration flashed in his eyes, "If I could use these Supremes, that would be great."

Supreme Miluo wandered around the city for half a day and finally returned to the inn.

As night fell, Supreme Miluo closed his eyes and meditated.

There was a candle lit in the room.

Suddenly, the light of the candle flickered, and a black-clad figure sneaked into Supreme Miluo's room.

Supreme Miluo opened his eyes and his expression turned cold, "You're here?"

"Greetings, Young Master!" The visitor was actually a Supreme, but in the face of Supreme Miluo, who was of the same level, he was extremely humble.

This Supreme used to be a peak powerhouse in the Land Mythology period and served under Supreme Miluo.

Supreme Miluo made him swear a heart demon oath and, according to his instructions, secretly came to the City of No Return and eventually broke through to become a Supreme.

There were more than just this one Supreme who had done so.

Apart from a few previous sermons, most of the people who came were relatively innocent and were truly trying to break through their cultivation.

Among the people who came to the City of No Return later, many of them had other motives.

Supreme Miluo and his father had left more than one nail in the City of No Return.

They were all trustworthy people who had sworn heart demon oaths.

"How did things go?" Supreme Miluo asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to Young Master, the Blood Palace... is not as terrifying as we imagined. The members inside are relatively loose, and there is actually no loyalty to speak of. As long as we take down the Blood Lord, those people might not even make a move to save him, and they might even applaud!" The black-robed person said in a low voice.

What he said made sense.

Great kindness can be repaid with great enmity.

People's hearts are unpredictable.

The Blood Palace was established for too short a time, and there was no constitution, let alone any goals.

All the Supremes fought on their own, and there was no loyalty.

Many Supremes were grateful to the Blood Lord, but there were also Supremes who were afraid and resentful.

They didn't want... the Blood Lord to preach again, and they didn't want more Supremes in this realm.

After all, if there were too many Supremes, their own Supremes would not be as precious.

Supreme Miluo nodded, "How is the Blood Lord's strength being investigated?"

He had already asked several spies this question.

"The Blood Lord's strength is mysterious and unfathomable, but based on the cultivation he displayed when killing the monsters, he should be at the mid-stage of Supreme, nothing to be afraid of." The black-robed Supreme replied.

Supreme Miluo looked worried, "Even if he is at the mid-stage of Supreme, I am still somewhat afraid."

Indeed, the fact that the Blood Lord could preach and make people comprehend the origin was enough to be unimaginable and should not be treated as an ordinary person.

However, fortune favors the bold, and his father's time is running out, which is why they joined forces with several other great Supremes to plan the City of No Return.

In their view, the City of No Return's guardian, who could preach and help others enter the Supreme realm, most likely possessed a piece of the Fate Stone Tablet.

Apart from this, there was no other explanation.

"Young Master, the Blood Lord may seem mysterious, but in reality, he is crazy and forgetful. Moreover... it seems that he has gone astray in his cultivation method and often forgets things." The black-robed Supreme advised again.

What he said was also true.

Anyone who had come into contact with the Blood Lord could feel that his words and actions were strange.

Moreover, a Supreme who had a bad memory and didn't seem to be acting was really beyond belief.

Supreme Miluo's eyes deepened, "I'm still afraid that something unexpected might happen. What if... everything is just an act?"

The black-robed person quickly advised, "If you don't replace the Blood Lord today, there will be other Supremes who will replace him tomorrow!"

This black-robed person was a typical case of great kindness turning into great enmity.

He felt particularly uncomfortable serving under the Blood Lord, and he also felt guilty in his heart.

If he wanted to get rid of that guilty feeling, then the Blood Lord should just die.

Supreme Miluo's expression became complicated, "Let's discuss this matter... another time."

The black-robed person could only retreat.

In the inn, only Supreme Miluo's voice remained.

"I hope this matter... will be successful!"

"If it succeeds, my Miluo family will become the number one overlord of the Drifting Wind World!"

In fact, he and his father had been planning this matter for many years!

They also joined forces with other Supremes and continuously sent land mythology powerhouses who had sworn heart demon oaths into the City of No Return.

Many Supremes in the City of No Return were loyal to him.

News about the City of No Return is constantly being transmitted to the City of Great Sorrow.

From different channels.

These loyal people are also different from each other, but the information they transmit is more or less the same.

"After the next gathering of a thousand people, we must take action!" Supreme Míluò knew that if they didn't act soon, it would be too late.

He had already reached the limit of delivering the Land Myth to the City of No Return.

In another hundred years, there might be tens of thousands of Supremes in the City of No Return.

Any further planning would be futile.

Now is the best opportunity.

The longer the time, the more elusive the opportunity.

This time, there are many Supremes from the South and the North working together to block the news, all for the sake of planning for the City of No Return and taking a big gamble.

"But I hope the Blood Lord is really just a mid-level Supreme."

"I hope he didn't make the cultivators swear allegiance before preaching, and it's really because he's crazy."

"I hope... this plan succeeds!"

Supreme Míluò had three hopes in a row, and he was still cautious and anxious in his heart.

...

In the City of No Return, people come and go, bustling with activity.

Wáng Gài and Lǐ Yúnzhì sat in a restaurant, drinking.

Wáng Gài sighed, "The storm is coming."

Now, there are more than two thousand peak Land Myths in the City of No Return.

In a short time, these two thousand peak Land Myths will listen to the Blood Lord's preaching together and step into the realm of Supreme.

Lǐ Yúnzhì looked at his closest friend and secretly asked, "Have you noticed that something is off in the City of No Return recently?"

Wáng Gài's face changed when he heard this, "Yes."

The Blood Palace now has a total of 1,895 Supremes.

To be honest, this number is already close to the number of Supremes in the South.

Of course, out of so many Supremes, not a single one is a mid-level Supreme.

"Someone came to me yesterday," Lǐ Yúnzhì hesitated and said.

Wáng Gài looked at Lǐ Yúnzhì with a serious expression, "Just say it, I won't tell anyone."

Lǐ Yúnzhì looked at his closest friend, hesitated for a moment, and transmitted his voice to Wáng Gài.

The content was roughly that a Supreme hinted to him that something big might happen in the Blood Palace in the future, and he shouldn't easily take sides.

After transmitting the message, Lǐ Yúnzhì looked worried, "Do you think... the Blood Palace is going to split?"

"Someone wants to make a move against the Blood Lord?" Wáng Gài's face turned cold.

Lǐ Yúnzhì had already reached this point in his words, so he no longer hesitated, "You think, since we have received the Blood Lord's grace, should we...?"

He was conflicted.

Emotionally, he wanted to repay the Blood Lord's grace of preaching.

Rationally, since things have already evolved to this point, it means that the enemy is powerful and has already set up a trap.

If he rashly enters, he would probably die and wouldn't be able to change the outcome or affect the overall situation.

"A group of clowns dare to make a move against the Blood Lord!" Wáng Gài was furious.

The scene of the Blood Lord slaughtering more than twenty Supremes was still deeply imprinted in his mind.

Supremes are powerful?

In the eyes of the Blood Lord, they are probably as weak as ants.

Those more than twenty Supremes, including ten mid-level Supremes, were all from the North.

Faced with the Blood Lord, they couldn't even last a round.

At that time, Wáng Gài even felt that if the Blood Lord had made a move against them, they would probably have the same fate as those North Supremes.

Unfortunately, Lǐ Yúnzhì was delayed by something and didn't go.

Otherwise, Lǐ Yúnzhì would know about the Blood Lord's mysterious power and wouldn't worry about these things at all.

No matter how many Supremes there are, they are just cabbages in front of the Blood Lord.

"Wáng Gài, do you know something?" Lǐ Yúnzhì couldn't help but ask when he saw Wáng Gài's unwavering trust in the Blood Lord.

Wáng Gài smiled, "Rest assured, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks there are, they can't harm the Blood Lord."

"You really know something!" Lǐ Yúnzhì was angry at his words.

This feeling was very unpleasant.

"Could it be that the Blood Lord has already seen through the conspiracy?" Lǐ Yúnzhì speculated, but he still felt that something was off, "With the loose organization of the Blood Palace, there are hardly any people who truly pledge allegiance to the Blood Lord. How can the Blood Lord win?"

Since the other party dared to make a move, they must have made sufficient preparations. Perhaps, there are even powerful Supremes involved.

"Could it be..." Lǐ Yúnzhì widened his eyes, "Is the Blood Lord the illegitimate child of the White Emperor?"

Wáng Gài sprayed out the tea in his mouth when he heard this, "You've insulted the Blood Lord, stop guessing!"

In Wáng Gài's heart, the Blood Lord was even more terrifying than the White Emperor.

The White Emperor is powerful, but compared to the Blood Lord... is it horrifying?

The Blood Lord is not human at all, he is a demon god!

...

On the city wall of the City of No Return.

This area is off-limits to people.

Only Chen Huan and Yuan Qi can go up.

Of course, there are also Qi Yuan and Xiao Jia.

At this moment, Qi Yuan, wearing a blood-colored robe, embraced Xiao Jia and stood on the city wall.

"After twisting screws for so long, I need to come out and breathe some fresh air."

Xiao Jia, as always, leaned on Qi Yuan, and a wooden board with a "smiling face" pattern slipped from his sleeve and fell into Qi Yuan's hands.

"If only you could transform." Qi Yuan looked at Xiao Jia. The game had been going on for a long time, and he was fortunate to have Xiao Jia with him all along.

Xiao Jia stood quietly by Qi Yuan's side, neither speaking nor making a sound.

"My recent memories have been fluctuating. When I entered the Gate of Myriad Differences and comprehended the origin, I almost fell into the 'forgetting' state. Besides hearing the call of a canary, it seemed like someone was always tugging at my clothes. Xiao Jia, was it you?"

During this time, Qi Yuan had been trying to break through to the micro level with the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra.

In his mind, there were some fragmented images that inexplicably appeared.

For example, when he was trapped in the "forgetting" state, a hand kept clutching his clothes.

These images were only now coming back to him.

Another wooden board slipped from Xiao Jia's sleeve.

A pattern of holding hands.

"It's really you." Qi Yuan wanted to touch Xiao Jia's nose, but he touched nothing.

He wasn't disappointed. He still embraced Xiao Jia and pondered, "What else happened in the Gate of Myriad Differences that I have forgotten?"

He had a feeling.

Once he fully remembered, the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra might reach the micro level.

At that time, he would be more confident.

Currently, he was only invincible at the same level.

As for White Emperor and the Emperor, he had not encountered them and didn't know how powerful they were.

He didn't know if they were as powerful as the Yin God.

If they were, then this game would be difficult to pass.

"It's a pity that evil creatures are sometimes endless. If I want to level up again, do I have to kill everyone in this world?"

Qi Yuan was not a bloodthirsty demon, nor was he extremely selfish.

"If there were new leveling areas, that would be great."

Currently, killing evil creatures alone provided little improvement for him.

He needed to kill some Supremes.

"It's really strange. Where is the limit of this world? Why are there so many Supremes created? Wouldn't resources be scarce?" Qi Yuan pondered again, "Or is it exploiting the last drop?"

Generally speaking, in a normal world, the number of strong individuals is roughly a fixed number.

There are too many Supremes in this world, and there are too few individuals as powerful as the Emperor and White Emperor.

It doesn't conform to the standard pyramid structure.

At this moment, deep within the White Emperor's palace.

White Emperor, the strongest in the southern region, had a weak aura as fragile as paper. He opened his eyes, and a complex expression flashed in the depths of his eyes, "The Thirteen Demons of the Northern Devil... have they reached the ends of the earth?"

"I hope this time... it won't be in vain."

"The grievances... should also be settled."

"Master... if you were still here, what would you do?"

"Last time, the world was in turmoil, as if the Jiupan Mountain was preaching again. It was Master... Has the blood reincarnation you left behind reappeared?"

"The fellow disciples in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect won't last much longer."

White Emperor's eyes were filled with desolation.

He supported the overall situation in the southern region, not just the north-south confrontation.

The battlefield of this world was not just the north-south confrontation.

The north-south confrontation was only about exterminating evil creatures.

The enemies of the Drifting Wind World were not just evil creatures.

There were also demons!

The larger battlefield was within the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

"In the past, Master suppressed the Ten Thousand Demon Gate alone and exterminated the evil creatures."

"Now, we also need to suppress the Ten Thousand Demon Gate!"

Tens of thousands of years ago, Master Blood Lord entered the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, suppressed the demons, and almost perished.

Under the guidance of the Fate Stone Tablet, the Thirteen Demons of the Northern Devil, who were originally White Emperor's junior brothers and sisters, chose to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Gate and awaken Master.

This action did indeed awaken the Blood Lord.

After awakening, the Blood Lord used great power to clear the entire Ten Thousand Demon Gate.

Then he perished, leaving only a drop of blood flowing out of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, disappearing without a trace.

The threat within the Ten Thousand Demon Gate was exhausted.

But who knew that within the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, there were endless demons raging, trying to break free.

White Emperor had doubts at the time. It was because of the Fate Stone Tablet that they entered the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, which opened the way to the Ten Thousand Demon Gate.

However, the fact was already set and couldn't be changed.

"May... success be achieved."

If this is successful, the situation in Drifting Wind World can continue for another three hundred years.

If it fails, the entire Drifting Wind World will become a true demon paradise.

"Yanran... has the Fate Stone Tablet affected you?"

White Emperor sighed deeply, filled with endless desolation.

This clone of his should also merge with his main body and enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

The situation at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons is not optimistic.

...

In the city of Wugui, the Supremes gathered.

For dozens of miles outside the city, it has been many years since any living monsters were seen running around.

Now, Wugui City can be considered safe even without Qi Yuan guarding it.

At this moment, the strong gather in Wugui City.

Two thousand six hundred peak mythological experts gathered in one place, their faces showing various expressions.

Some were worried, some were hopeful, some were anxious.

Some Supremes were also among the crowd, having captured a large number of monsters and obtained the opportunity to listen to the Dao again.

Wang Gai and Li Yunzhi were also among the crowd.

Compared to Wang Gai's calmness, Li Yunzhi now seemed a bit restless.

He was internally anxious and appeared nervous.

"Wang Gai, why aren't you the least bit nervous?" Li Yunzhi couldn't help but transmit his voice.

Because just now, he saw the appearance of Supreme Miluo.

The former guardian of Dabeicheng.

"Why should I be nervous? A group of lackeys of the Great White Cabbage came to cause trouble for you. Would you be nervous?" Wang Gai was very calm, even looking forward to what would happen next.

Since witnessing the Blood Lord's actions, he had already regarded the Blood Lord as the only true god, the Son of Destiny!

If he wasn't the Son of Destiny, how could he be so terrifying?

"You, this guy, didn't reveal anything to me. If I had known, I wouldn't have been so worried." Li Yunzhi was resentful and dissatisfied.

It was clear that Wang Gai knew more than him.

"You don't need to do anything later, just follow... Supreme Yanghun and lick like a dog." Wang Gai glanced at Supreme Yanghun, only to see that powerful Supreme acting like a dog.

As soon as Wang Gai's voice fell, a mysterious and unpredictable aura swept through.

Everyone on the field stopped communicating and looked at the blood-robed figure on the city wall, showing expressions of awe.

"We pay our respects to the Blood Lord!"

"We pay our respects to the Blood Lord!"

The voices rolled like thunder.

This was much more lively than the time at Jiupan Mountain when the Dao was preached.

Unfortunately, these people were not as simple and well-intentioned as those at Jiupan Mountain.

Miluo Supreme stood among the crowd, looking at the hundreds of Supremes bowing to Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with longing.

He wished that person was himself.

At this moment, he felt somewhat unsettled.

There was a sense of urgency before doing something big.

Just then, Qi Yuan's gaze fell on Miluo Supreme, causing Miluo Supreme's heart to skip a beat.

He heard the ethereal voice of the Blood Lord saying, "Miluo Supreme, you seem to have something to say. What is it?"

Miluo Supreme's mind flashed with many thoughts upon hearing this.

Could it be... he was exposed?

He forced himself to remain calm and slowly said, "The Blood Lord is truly the Blood Lord, caring for all living beings, preaching for the sake of all beings, without taking a single bit."

He was truly praising, albeit a bit exaggerated.

"If it were me, I definitely couldn't do it like this." Miluo Supreme continued.

"What would you do if it were you?" Qi Yuan's eyes carried a profound and inscrutable smile.

"If it were me, I would definitely make them swear a heart demon oath before preaching. Only those who are loyal to me would be willing to spread the Dao." Miluo Supreme spoke his mind.

This was probably the idea of most Supremes.

So they found it difficult to understand the Blood Lord's preaching.

Who knew that upon hearing Miluo Supreme's words, Qi Yuan showed a pensive expression and said, "What you said... seems to make sense. How about... today, all of you swear a heart demon oath... and pledge your loyalty to me?"

Qi Yuan looked at the land mythological experts below, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

The land mythological experts below looked at each other, some even terrified.

Miluo Supreme's palms began to sweat.

If they really swore a heart demon oath, the people hidden among these land mythological experts would definitely be exposed.

He was now in a panic.

For some reason, he had a feeling of being seen through.

And at this moment, Qi Yuan suddenly laughed and said, "Just kidding, what use is your loyalty to me?"

What use is loyalty when life is at stake?

"The preaching... begins."

(End of this chapter)