Longzang

Chapter 881 Natural Disaster Has Arrived
Inside the main hall, Wei Yuan put down the history book in his hand, got up and went to the bookshelf by the hall entrance, seemingly to change to another book. When he reached the hall entrance, he unsurprisingly saw the girl again.

From Wei Yuan's current vantage point, he could see most of the corridor. The girl was still walking out from the side corridor. According to past practice, she should have turned left and walked away from the main hall. But this time, she turned right and walked directly towards the main hall.

Wei Yuan seemed to hesitate for a moment, but his steps remained unchanged. He went to the bookshelf as usual, put the history book in his hand on it, and then picked up a particularly thick book.

Wei Yuan suddenly sensed that something was wrong, so he turned around abruptly, turning his head 180 degrees to look behind him.

The girl did not go far, nor did she linger at the palace gate. Instead, she entered the main hall and walked quickly toward him!

Wei Yuan turned around instantly, holding the thick history book in front of him, which just blocked the girl's dagger!
With a muffled thud, the dagger pierced through most of the book, just missing the very last bit.

Both lowered their heads simultaneously. The girl looked at her dagger, and Wei Yuan looked at his history book, both reassessing each other. The girl remained silent, ran her hand over the dagger, and a layer of dark gray and bright white luster suddenly appeared on the blade.

Wei Yuan was shocked and spoke for the first time: "What are you going to do?"

"So, you can talk." The girl's voice was strangely stiff, as if she hadn't spoken in a long time.

When she discovered that Wei Yuan could actually speak, her aura instantly surged, and the dagger in her hand transformed into a longsword, the blade of which became almost imperceptible.

Wei Yuan was shocked and shouted, "What are you doing? Are you trying to rebel?"

"Finally... I've found you." The girl slashed down with her sword, but Wei Yuan changed like a bubble. The scene before him shifted, and she reappeared at the entrance of the main hall, having been sent out of the hall by some unknown means.

The girl rushed into the main hall again, only to find countless bookshelves moving rapidly before her eyes, the path ahead constantly shifting, transforming into a giant maze. She took a step forward, just as she burst into a newly formed path, her vision blurred, and she found herself back at the hall's entrance.

The girl frowned slightly, looking up at the main hall. Suddenly, she unleashed a thousand-foot-long sword light, striking directly at the hall! The hall vanished like fireworks, revealing its true form.

The entire hall was now covered in twisted, black vines, adorned with tiny, eerie blue flowers. Only small sections of the hall remained above ground, untouched by the vines. From a distance, the hall resembled the lair of some monster, both eerie and terrifying.

The girl slashed at the black vines with her sword again. Under the gray-white light, countless vines vanished into thin air, but in the blink of an eye, they grew wildly again and returned to their original state.

She unleashed several sword strikes, but the vines, though seemingly vanished, regenerated, showing no sign of disappearing. When the vines finally dissipated, the revealed hall was riddled with holes, from which billows of black mist continuously spewed forth. From within the black mist, countless more vines sprouted, and in an instant, the hall was restored to its original state.

Wei Yuan's voice came from inside the hall: "This hall has already been refined, so whatever you do now is useless. If you are willing to let me out, perhaps I will consider letting you go."

The girl sneered, and with a flash, she rushed back into the nest-like hall.

The next moment, she was teleported out of the hall because she had taken the wrong path. But in a flash, she rushed back into the hall. This happened repeatedly, and in the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the girl had already rushed into the hall hundreds of times, exploring a small area near the entrance and getting close to the first bookshelf.

Wei Yuan, standing in the hall, was greatly shocked, his face turning solemn. The speed at which the layout of the hall changed instantly; every few dozen times the girl rushed in, the hall's layout would shift. Only in this way could they barely keep the girl outside the first shelf, thus creating a stalemate.

Although Wei Yuan didn't know how the girl could hurt him, the thought of her almost piercing the history book sent chills down his spine.

He instinctively felt that he absolutely could not let the girl touch him. Not only that, he also had to find a way to kill her, otherwise, with her blocking the doorway, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

"It seems we'll have to use some of the methods here." Wei Yuan then looked through each bookshelf.

A moment later, he returned to his seat, his face extremely grim. The enormous hall had nine rows of bookshelves, all filled with history books! What use were history books at this time?

Does he think that if he just picked up any random object, carved the words "By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous" on it, and handed it to the girl, she would then submit to him as her master?

Even a fool would know that this is impossible...?
Wei Yuan suddenly had a strange feeling, as if thinking with his butt would really lead to different results? But why did he have such a strange idea? Is that how you use your butt?

Wei Yuan felt a bit confused. Normally, with the gaze from beyond the heavens gone, this world should be his domain. But what about the girl outside the door? Was she a guard specifically placed there by that terrifying gaze?

Now how to do?
Wei Yuan was somewhat at a loss. He knew nothing about what was outside the main hall, nor about the methods he could learn and use. The room was filled with history books, all of them mere rewrites of historical events, with the authors unwilling to write a single extra word.

For example, the phrase "rising up in rebellion" doesn't clearly explain what a pole is, how it's made, or why people would rise up in rebellion.

For example, the phrase "The army went on a campaign, returned after three years, and beheaded eight thousand" doesn't specify what they used to behead the enemy, what equipment the army used, how that equipment was produced, how many people constituted the "great" army, or where those people came from.

Wei Yuan pondered and suddenly had an idea: Could it be that those who wrote history books in the past were too poor and had limited paper and pens, so they were sparing with words?

Undeterred, he walked towards a bookshelf, intending to browse through it again to see if he could find anything else. But as soon as he took a step, he tripped over something and almost fell. The hall, in his eyes, had long since been replaced by black vines, but he carefully controlled them, preventing them from spreading beyond the bottom of the bookshelf, in order to protect the books. After all, he hadn't read most of the books in the hall yet.

At that moment, a clump of black vines wrapped around a square object on the floor, lifting it off the ground. Wei Yuan had just kicked this thing, almost causing him to fall.

The object was about a foot square, perfectly rectangular, with a jade toad carved on top, and its entire body appeared to be made of jade. For some reason, Wei Yuan instinctively felt that there was something else underneath, so he turned it over and saw eight large characters carved on the bottom:

Those who receive orders from heaven will live long and prosperous lives.

Wei Yuan felt somewhat confused, but at this moment the main hall began to shake violently again, and the girl attacked the maze once more. Wei Yuan had to focus all his attention on dealing with her and could not continue refining the main hall for the time being.

……

Inside the Battle Saint Hall, Han Li slowly opened his eyes. With a thought, the door opened automatically, and Jun Weizhi happened to be standing at the door.

"Judging by the time, you should be here soon."

Jun Weizhi sighed softly and said, "The time has not yet come, but natural disaster has struck first. What are your plans?"

Han Li said calmly, "I have the will but not the power, so I don't bother thinking about it."

"But……"

Suddenly, the whole world shook, and a large crack appeared in the ceiling of the room, with dust, sand, and mud falling down.

Jun Weizhi looked at the dust falling through the crack and said, "Your room has become this realistic?"

Han Li said, "Since I have nothing else to do, I build houses when I have nothing else to do. The place I live in now is all built by myself."

"I see, that's a good idea. But the natural disaster has struck, shall we go out and take a look?"

"Alright."

Han Li and Jun Weizhi walked out of the room. Both of them lived on the top floor, and the rooftop was not far from the door.

Upon reaching the rooftop, the two looked up at the sky. Besides the ever-present full moon and half of the blood-red, dark red sky, two more stars, one large and one small, had appeared. The larger star was a yellowish-brown, about one-tenth the size of the full moon. The smaller star was a deep, dark purple, its edges blending into the darkness, indistinct and unclear.

The yellow star was moving rapidly and would cross the sky in just two hours. The small star, however, remained motionless, hanging alone in the sky.

Originally, both the large and small stars were moving, but from the moment the heavens and earth were sealed off, the small star suddenly stopped moving, and then the entire sky was stained blood-red, with the distant horizon turning a deep, almost black, red. From that moment on, many mortals in the human world regarded this small star as a harbinger of disaster.

The changes in the world may be imperceptible to mortals, but how could Han Li and Jun Weizhi not sense them? However, more than ten days had passed, and the two had been silently observing until the natural disaster struck, at which point Jun Weizhi finally came knocking.

Han Li naturally looked towards a certain direction in the sky and, sure enough, saw a black dot there. A black dot was completely invisible to the naked eye.

But when Han Li channeled his Dao power, an ordinary clairvoyance technique became a super spell in his hands, capable of seeing the sky a thousand times larger and magnifying even the smallest things a thousand times larger.

From the perspective of the Daoist arts, one can see that thick, greasy black mass, like a pool of black oil, firmly attached to the sky, slowly writhing and expanding. It's like a worm formed from black oil, gradually gnawing away at this world.

Jun Weizhi was also watching, but did not say anything.

At that moment, Fuyao's voice rang out from behind them: "You noticed too?"

The two turned around and saw Fuyao and Long Wushuang come up to the rooftop together. When they saw Long Wushuang, their expressions were completely normal, as if they didn't recognize him at all.

Fuyao said, "That's some unknown Heavenly Dao, preparing to assimilate our world. To put it bluntly, the Creator Immortal Venerable isn't working hard enough; his cultivation and rank are too low. The gap between us is simply too great, and we have no way to resist. Now I have a way to escape, and I can even take two more people with me. Do you want to come with me?"

The two exchanged a glance, and Jun Weizhi asked, "Why me?"

Han Li replied, "Why should I believe you?"

(End of this chapter)