Scourge Messenger

Chapter 462 The Blissful Immortal Lord is Expelled
Just as Bai Chuanliu and Fei Chengying were about to unleash their supernatural powers, they stopped in time. They looked at each other with surprise and uncertainty, and then looked around. They saw that many people had the same strange expression as them, but many more people had already charged out. They only realized that everyone else had stopped halfway through.

The entire battlefield came to a strange halt, as if a surging tide had been abruptly stopped.

"Mr. Bai, are you going to accept?!" Someone nearby eagerly chimed in, "This seems really interesting!"

"Wait! No one is allowed to act recklessly!" Bai Chuanliu commanded everyone to retreat. "I will contact the Golden Crow Immortal Lord immediately, and leave everything to his decision!"

As they were speaking, the text in front of them quickly changed to: "Conscription Ended".

"Bai Chuan Liu, are you done fighting?" Fei Chengying said loudly, "Then I'll redo the barrier."

Having occupied the Yunhuang Ancient Road for so long, Qingyun Prefecture certainly hadn't been idle; they had already set up numerous barriers and traps to await their attack. It took Longque Xia Palace over ten days to clear most of the barriers and traps. If they retreated now, Fei Chengying could quickly restore them to their original state.

Faced with the provocation, Bai Chuanliu made no response and even accelerated his retreat, seemingly determined to abandon the military operation. Fei Chengying frowned. Bai Chuanliu was not one to speak without purpose; his strange behavior must have a hidden purpose.

The others thought the same thing, and the subordinates looked at Bai Chuanliu: "Is this a feint? Or a diversionary tactic? Mr. Bai, how should we cooperate with you next?"

"Let's go back to Loulan City!"

"Ah? Loulan City is overseen by the Golden Crow Immortal Lord. Let's go back—"

"I can't get in touch with him!" Bai Chuanliu was practically going crazy: "If I'm not mistaken, the Golden Crow Immortal Lord is probably no longer in Loulan City... What is he thinking?!"

……

...

An unprecedented riot is taking place on Paradise Island.

Tens of thousands of people appeared at the entrance palace of the Blissful Immortal Palace like popcorn, filling almost every inch of open space. The messengers responsible for guarding and welcoming guests were all pushed out, and a stampede was about to occur. Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and all the cries, screams, and shouts were suppressed in their throats. Everyone froze in place, and no one could move.

The undisguised aura emanating from the Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord was something that ordinary people simply could not withstand!
"Go away!"

The Blissful Immortal Lord slapped away the people at the entrance of the vortex gate to the secret realm, reached into the gate, and passed right through. This phenomenon meant only one thing: the secret realm was full, and no one could enter!
Three streaks of light flashed across the sky, carrying three Immortals from the Lin, Li, and Qin families. Having escaped the Blissful Immortal Palace, they had to flee to other secret realms as quickly as possible, or the Heavenly Tribulation could descend at any moment!
The only one who seemed relatively relaxed was Dean Huayue. He still had some time before the next tribulation, and the Wave-Slaying Flying Boat was right at the port, so he wasn't in a hurry to leave.

"Hua Yue!" The Blissful Immortal Lord's voice was a low growl, as if squeezed from the depths of his soul. "Did you do this?"

"It really wasn't us. If we had that kind of ability, let alone a mere Blissful Immortal Palace, we would have already conquered the Four Desolate Regions and pointed our swords at the Heavenly Court," Hua Yue said with a wry smile.

"Dean!"

Just then, Vice Dean Tao Beibei rushed over from a distance. She glanced at the crowd at the entrance palace, understood what was going on, and leaned down to whisper in Hua Yue's ear.

At the same time, a Foundation Establishment cultivator from Bliss Island also came seeking out the Bliss Immortal Lord, revealing the summons that had just appeared before everyone's eyes. The Bliss Immortal Lord's eyes were icy cold as he stared at the vortex gate of the secret realm, carefully considering the name. His overwhelming hatred stirred up a thunderclap in broad daylight: "Jiang, Shi!"

How could he not hate it? He had integrated the blessed land into the Blissful Immortal Palace for eight hundred years, and spent countless efforts to master everything in the Blissful Immortal Palace. Now, he had been reduced to his original state in one fell swoop. Even if he were to take over the Blissful Immortal Palace again, he would have to start from scratch. At most, he could do so faster... Eight hundred years of accumulation, all gone!
Moreover, he would never have the chance to take over again. The Blissful Immortal Palace would be ownerless again, so how could the Imperial Flowing Court let it go?

In the Blissful Immortal Lord's plan, even if the Blissful Immortal Palace were to be torn apart by a fierce battle, the worst-case scenario would be that he would submit and join the Imperial Flowing Court. After all, his blessed land had already merged with the secret realm, and as long as he was unwilling, no one could separate his blessed land from him. Hua Yue wouldn't dare to kill him either, because with just a thought, he could cause his blessed land to collapse, thereby completely shattering the Blissful Immortal Palace. From the very beginning, he was invincible; the only difference was whether he would win a small victory, a medium victory, or a major victory.

But now, without the support of the Blissful Immortal Palace, Hua Yue alone is enough to defeat him!
He's finished!
In the crowd, Tiger Vanguard waved to his companions, urging them to run. The children immediately realized that this was their best chance to escape. If they could find a boat, they could go to Golden Eagle Island to continue their training, or go somewhere else.

The children scattered immediately, disappearing like drops of water merging into the ocean. Only Bai Zhou stayed; instead, she pushed through the crowd and moved closer to Hu Xianfeng. Mi Mian and Shen Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, then followed Bai Zhou, intending to rejoin Hu Xianfeng before escaping together.

But mortals can never control their own destiny.

"The plan remains unchanged."

The Blissful Immortal Lord spread his arms wide, like unfurling a giant scroll. Brilliant light expanded from his toes, encompassing half of Blissful Island in the blink of an eye. This included Tao Beibei and other messengers of the Imperial Court, as well as Tiger Vanguard and tens of thousands of mortals. There was no sun in the sky, only a giant golden die hanging high. With a snap of his fingers, the golden die did not spin, but the numbers on all sides changed, finally settling on a "two"!

"Welcome to the true paradise of bliss." The Blissful Immortal Lord pointed at Hua Yue and said, "I hereby declare this your score!"

Black brilliance rained down, covering Tao Beibei and the other messengers of the Imperial Court, as well as Hua Yue, like a manifestation of bad luck. Hua Yue's face was expressionless: "Is this your desperate gamble? Putting me in the blessed land? It's like putting a mouse in a rice jar to fight."

"As long as I force you to retreat, I still have a chance to turn the tables," said the Blissful Immortal Lord. "Your subordinates are here too. I want to see if you'll hesitate to act rashly. Or, why don't you try stuffing them into your blessed land?"

“Zhou Wuchou, you’re still the same as before, too much of a gambler.” Hua Yue sighed, “You’ll lose everything.”

"Without the Blissful Immortal Palace, what 'everything' do I still have?" The Blissful Immortal Lord gave a bitter laugh: "I'm already nine hundred years old. Am I supposed to be your alchemist, working tirelessly for you until I die? If I admit defeat now, what I lost before is truly gone. But as long as I keep gambling, there's still a chance to win it back!"

"Sure enough, in the end, gamblers can only bet on themselves... on whether they can win!"

……

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The Paradise Palace.

The moment Yan Qing arrived, she immediately joined up with Yao Shiyuan, Shang Xinlei, Ying Rushi, and Jiang Shi, and looked warily at the other three unfamiliar teammates.

"...Hello?" A blond middle-aged man scratched his head. He had a rather refined appearance that made people feel friendly. "Are you Lord Jiang Shi?"

He spotted Jiang Shi at a glance. It wasn't that Jiang Shi was particularly conspicuous, but rather that Yan Qing and the other three were all wearing masks, while Jiang Shi was the only one without makeup.

“I am Jiang Shi,” Jiang Shi said calmly. “The reason you are here is because I have summoned you. State your names.”

“Hmm—” The blond middle-aged man looked at his two teammates, stroked his chin and said, “I am Deng Jin, a fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Dragon Sparrow Summer Palace of Western Xia.”

The tall man in the trench coat was silent for a moment, then said, "Wei Bai, a fourth-stage Foundation Establishment True Person from the Eternal Heaven."

The last girl in green looked at them, then at Yan Qing and the others, and said timidly, "I... I am Ning Xiaoxiao, a rogue cultivator from the East Sea."

(End of this chapter)