The road is vague

Chapter 378: City Closure and Manhunt
The true demon clone returned to Misty Peak severely injured, much to Li Mo's surprise.

"The ideal world of Great Harmony that the God of Year speaks of is merely its dream. It is a real extraterrestrial evil that constantly transforms the intelligent beings of the Mountain and Sea Realm into its thoughts, ideas, and memories. It has already discovered that you have embedded yourself in the dualistic chaotic thunder order here. Leave this place as soon as possible, or it will find us sooner or later!"

The true demon clone couldn't even transform into human form; it could only appear as a blood sphere, letting out hoarse, anxious cries to Li Mo.

"This is not a war we can participate in."

Say it.

The true demon clone, having suffered repeated severe injuries, transformed into a giant, slightly withered evil god grass.

Li Mo quickly and carefully sensed it.

The true demon clone's life force was extremely weak; if it hadn't inherited the order of the evil grass, it might have already collapsed.

"It requires a large amount of spiritually potent blood and essence to gradually restore it."

After a moment's thought, Li Mo attempted to return to the Mountain and Sea Realm.

However, they discovered that the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches coordinates left by the True Demon clone had mysteriously disappeared, as if they had never appeared in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The money-stealing rat in his sleeve wanted to come out, but Li Mo didn't allow it. He knew that the old man had always wanted to know the secret of the Misty Box.

"How could this be?"

Within the ethereal box, heaven and earth are inverted; the earth is an endless sea of ​​clouds, while the sky is the heavy earth.

Standing atop Misty Peak, Li Mo gazed upon this ancient and desolate world. He found himself unable to find his way back—something he had never experienced before.

Fortunately, he quickly regained his composure.

The Misty Box was his natal magic weapon. He was constantly using the Misty Box to enhance his divine soul power. His compatibility with the Misty Box had expanded to the area surrounding Misty Peak. After a moment of contemplation, he gently stretched out his finger and pointed it lightly at the sea of ​​clouds.

next moment.

As the clouds parted and the sun shone through the land, an enormous eye suddenly appeared.

After Li Mo met his gaze, his soul seemed to vaguely recall something. After a moment of twisting, his body appeared in the cave where he had entered the Misty Box, the place where his True Demon Avatar had undergone the tribulation of lightning.

An elderly dragon man stared at him in disbelief.

"Who are you?"

Crack!

The five-colored lightning flashed and disappeared in an instant, turning the dragonman into a bloody mist and dust.

Li Mo's face was gloomy. After glancing around warily, he quickly summoned the money-stealing rat and entered the money-stealing realm to take refuge temporarily.

"Squeak."

The thieving rat moved swiftly, silently making its way to the Fearless Arena, and soon disappeared from sight.

After about half an incense stick of time.

After arriving at the Fearless Arena, the money-stealing rat silently went to Li Mo's room, opened its mouth wide, and spat out Li Mo.

Li Mo tried his best to appear calm, but he was extremely anxious inside. He had not expected the Temple of the Year God to be so terrifying.

Right!

The countries of the Central Continent almost never mention things outside. It's one thing for ordinary people not to know, but how could those Nascent Soul stage experts not know about these places? Most likely, they sensed that these places possessed something that even late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators felt threatened by.

Overwhelmed with worry, Li Mo arrived outside the room only to find the corridor deserted.

"kindness?"

Li Mo used his divine sense to scan the area and discovered that everyone had left the basement and headed to the arena. He looked up at the sky in astonishment.

He hurried through the corridor of the preparation room to the empty arena.

"what happened?"

Li Mo had barely finished speaking when he noticed the enormous, multicolored protective shield in the sky, and immediately his expression turned astonished.

As a master of formations, he was qualified to join forces with other masters to set up a super formation. Naturally, he could tell at a glance that the city-protecting formation of Xinian City was no less powerful than the mountain-protecting formation of Qingming Mountain.

Ah Fu came to his senses.

"It seems that the God of the Years ordered the activation of the city's protective array, prohibiting all personnel from entering or leaving, saying that they were going to apprehend a certain heretical enemy."

After his suspicions were confirmed, Li Mo's expression immediately turned extremely ugly.

The gladiators, arena attendants, and arena guards around them were all talking about it.

At this time.

A speeding car streaked across the sky, emitting a terrifying warning sound.

"By order of the Prefect of the Capital, Xinian City will be completely sealed off from today. Heretics who have infiltrated the city will be searched for. No one is allowed to enter or leave Xinian City. All the great gods in the city must register immediately and accept the investigation by the Temple of the Year God."

"By order of the Prefect of the Capital, Xinian City will be completely sealed off from this day forward. All heretics who have infiltrated the city will be apprehended. No one is permitted to enter or leave Xinian City. All high-ranking deities within the city must immediately register and submit to investigation by the Temple of the Year God..."

The people in the arena were merely intrigued by what they heard.

After all, most people don't leave the arena on a regular basis, let alone leave Xinian City.

"Let's all go, hurry back."

"I really don't know what kind of heretic is it that would make the Temple of the Year go to such lengths to seal off the city and issue a full-scale manhunt for him. Tsk tsk, only the Temple of the Year could have such a grand gesture."

"Yes, the temple staff have always lived in seclusion, but they are all dragon people who serve the God of Year..."

After a while.

Li Mo returned to the lounge with a heavy heart.

After repeatedly deducing the grand formation within the city, he was filled with despair.

If it were a regular array or restriction, with his mastery of array formations and the characteristics of the Sky-Seizing Wings, he might have a chance to find a weak point and force his way through.

However, faced with such a super matrix, let alone a formation master, even a formation grandmaster would absolutely not be able to leave silently. This is already considered the most advanced super formation in the Mountain and Sea Realm during the current Dharma-ending Age.

"If we can't leave, we'll be caught by the Temple of the Year sooner or later."

At this moment, Li Mo even felt a little annoyed, realizing that he shouldn't have been so reckless.

But it was too late to say anything.

A day passed quickly. Li Mo, who had been holed up at home deep in thought, suddenly froze.

He vaguely sensed that something in the city, rejected by the Mountain and Sea Realm, was about to undergo tribulation.

This thing felt very strange to him, yet somewhat familiar.

Then, he vaguely realized something, his pupils shrank, and he quickly reached out his right hand to touch the center of his forehead. Just a moment later, as a surge of spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushed in, he couldn't help but frown.

"Could it be that I'm sensing something wrong?"

……

the other side.

Deep within the Temple of the Year God in Xinian City, a dragon-man whose entire body was covered in silver swan-like script trembled violently.

"what……"

He let out a painful cry; his belly, after a day of gestation, had become increasingly swollen and was constantly writhing, as if something was about to burst out of its shell.

Dozens of clergy gathered in the magnificent hall, holding candles and chanting hymns with focused expressions.

The leading bishop, a thousand years old, held a scepter and was in high spirits.

"Great God of the Year, the Blood Dragon Clan needs your enlightenment and your guidance to overcome the suffering of the world. Please have mercy on your people!"

There was a pop.

Two bloody arms emerged from the dragon-man's navel and were violently spread apart. The dragon-man, who was the mother, had completely lost the ability to move and was rolling her eyes and convulsing all over.

It turned out to be a dragon-human, roughly the same size as the mother, slowly emerging from his abdominal cavity in a bizarre posture.

Crack!

However, the moment he was separated from his mother's body, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the sky, hitting the incredibly weak, strange dragon-man with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

The surrounding clergy were stunned and rushed over in astonishment.

Only the thousand-year-old bishop remained calm and composed.

"Don't worry, this is just the great God of the Year passing another year."

As the thousand-year-old bishop spoke, the charred corpse on the ground was nourished by some strange power, regaining its vitality. Then, his stomach began to slowly wriggle again, starting to gestate anew.

It seems that something new is about to be born.

This bizarre evil spirit is like a nesting doll, layer upon layer, capable of endlessly conceiving and descending.

……

at the same time.

Upon learning that the city's protective array had been activated to hunt down a heretic, a dragonman in Xinian City dropped his wine cup to the ground with a clatter, completely unaware of the danger.

"Could it be that they've discovered my plan?"

His face was extremely pale, and he quickly got up and walked towards the city gate.

When he saw the long line of cars and people blocking the city gate, his face immediately turned extremely gloomy.

"So many years have passed, and this line of work has gone through so many hardships. Although many plans have failed, we have finally found that legendary treasure, solved the problem of the Sun Ship, and are about to launch the final assassination plan to make a name for ourselves in the Lost Continent... I absolutely cannot die here like this!"

The dragon-man gritted his teeth.

His true identity is none other than Wen Aoxing, the Peacock Saint who had briefly cooperated with Li Mo in the Seven Star Corridor. He actually intends to assassinate the Saint who wins this competition.

After muttering to himself, Wen Aoxing inquired and finally learned that someone in the East District of the city had undergone tribulation that day, and then spread the revelation of the God of the Year.

After realizing it was a false alarm, he did not let his guard down.

After all, his true identity could not withstand the search by the Temple of the Year God; once exposed, he would surely die.

At this time.

A conversation between several dragon people could be heard nearby.

"It's a citywide curfew; I wonder how long it will last."

"The battle for the Holy Son is imminent; we can't let it be delayed as well, can we?"

"Next up is the Neon King's Spirit Transformation Ceremony. If it causes countless nobles in the city to be delayed, even the Temple of the Year God might not be able to control it..."

Wen Aoxing paused for a moment, then suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at the arena beside him, a wicked smile appearing on his lips, revealing a thoughtful expression.

……

The Faceless True Man quickly arrived at a huge underground secret chamber.

Inside the secret chamber was a huge, gleaming ship, illuminating the entire space.

The Faceless True Man looked at the people in the room.

If Li Mo were here, he would be greatly surprised, because the Golden Turtle Master who left the Four Treasures Sea was among these people.

"how's it going?"

These people were all highly skilled craftsmen.

"Rest assured, Master, this solar ship will be completed within a month at most, before the battle for the Holy Son. Then we can cross the Forbidden Sea and head to the Middle Earth!"

"Yes, everyone hurry up. Something big has happened in the city. I have a very bad feeling. This plan may have to change."

After giving him some instructions, the Faceless True Man left the secret room.

In an instant, his face transformed as if a book had been turned over, becoming the face of a dragon. Then, countless feathers floated out from his sleeves, swirling and swirling around his body like a hurricane, completely transforming him into a dragon.

"Mei'er, I will definitely rescue you! From now on, we will leave this place, fly wing to wing, and never be separated again."

Say it.

The dragon shook its head and tail and flew towards the southern part of the city.

In just one day, countless individuals in Xinian City, each with their own agenda, became tense and uneasy.

(End of this chapter)