Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Shenyang Prefecture, near the capital.

The imperial city had become incredibly fortified, with strange divine light shooting straight into the sky from within the city almost every day, the true emperor's might spreading and intimidating the entire capital.

Inside the Emperor's Palace in the Imperial City.

One by one, the royal emperors took their seats here, healing their wounds while discussing the future of the Great Jing Dynasty.

With the loss of the founding treasure, the Immortal Sword, the many royal rulers who had been sitting securely on the throne and looking down upon the world suddenly became restless.

Moreover, because of the appearance of the Immortal's Tomb, and after truly feeling that the world was about to reach an unprecedented state of chaos, all the True Lords felt a sense of crisis.

They had to come together to fight against the dark and chaotic world that was about to unfold.

At this moment, each True Lord was enveloped in divine light and surrounded by extraordinary phenomena, as if they were gods descending from heaven. Each of them was incomparably majestic and exuded a vast aura.

"The alliance between the southernmost Evil Buddha Temple and the Southern Ze Kingdom is now a foregone conclusion!"

"Should we win them over, or kill them?"

"Prioritize winning them over, supplemented by warnings."

The other True Lords had no objections, and the matter was decided in just a few words.

"An unknown True Lord has taken up residence in Xingguang Prefecture, seemingly plotting to establish a separatist regime and claim kingship!"

"Kill! Outsiders who dare to lay their hands on my Great Jing will pay a bloody price!"

"Can!"

Another decision has been made.

"Report! Urgent intelligence!"

"Wang Sheng, the Hidden Marquis of Zhen Ding Northern Sect, left the sect half an hour ago, presumably heading to Qingyun Prefecture."

A slight silence fell over the Emperor's Palace.

next moment,

A detached yet authoritative voice rang out.

"The Hidden Marquis enjoys a salary from our imperial court, yet he failed to report news of the Immortal's Tomb, clinging to life under the protection of the God of Fate. He deserves to die!"

"kill!"

"Just kill them!"

"If the opportunity arises, we can use this to test the extent of Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun's injuries!"

Several True Lords nodded and spoke in turn.

"Summon Marquis Sima Yu of the Long River, to wield the weapon of this True Lord and go to slay Wang Sheng."

A True Lord, shrouded in layers of divine halos and surrounded by swirling clouds, spoke indifferently.

"yes!"

The matter concerning Wang Sheng quickly passed, and these True Lords began to arrange other matters, including several escape routes.

The upcoming Great Jing Dynasty will face the most turbulent era in its history. All the True Lords of the world will gather here, and the fall of True Lords will be commonplace. Under such circumstances, no one can guarantee their survival. Therefore, an escape route is essential.

at the same time,

As Wang Shengfei hurried towards Qingyun Prefecture...

Many spies who had been monitoring the Northern Sect of Zhen Ding immediately sent the intelligence back.

The news about the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate is certainly important.

But Wang Sheng, as the first person to leak the news of the Immortal's Tomb, was someone almost every True Lord wanted to get their hands on and interrogate thoroughly.

However, the residual power of the Hidden Heavenly Sovereign of Destiny still lingers. She was powerful during the Northern Barbarians' heyday, slaying their Cold Emperor and escaping unscathed. Such combat prowess would make any True Sovereign wary and fearful.

Therefore, after receiving the news that Wang Sheng had left the Zhen Ding Northern Sect, many True Lords remained silent and did not react.

However, some bold True Lords insisted on sending people to intercept Wang Sheng.

The unfamiliar True Lords from Xingguang Prefecture, Juliu Prefecture, and Xuanqi Prefecture, as well as the True Lords from the Western Barbarians, Southern Swamps, and Northern Barbarians, while healing their wounds, all sent men to intercept Wang Sheng's departure. If they could kill him, all the better; if not, they wanted to stop him and ruin his plans.

There was also Changyou Hanling Zhenjun of Jiangnan Prefecture, the most renowned Zhenjun in Jiangnan Prefecture. He did not send anyone to intercept Wang Sheng, but instead planned to send an invitation letter, inviting Wang Sheng to come and meet him.

so,

Although Wang Sheng may not seem to be among the True Lords, as the bell ringer of the Immortal's Tomb, he has already come into the sights of the True Lords.

If this continues, once the True Lords recover from their injuries, they will join forces to force the Hidden Heaven True Lord of Fate to hand over Wang Sheng and uncover the secrets of the Immortal's Tomb on his body.

Qingyun Prefecture.

Sugu Town.

Wang Sheng's divided soul stood inside the ancestral hall of the Gusu family, confronting the Gusu family's innate masters outside.

They are negotiating, discussing, and at the same time, stalling for time.

Wang Sheng's divided soul is waiting for his original body.

The innate masters of the Gusu family are waiting for Ancestor Yu Zhen to free up some time.

In this tacit understanding

The negotiations between the two sides went surprisingly smoothly, easing the tense and oppressive atmosphere. Some members of the Gusu clan, unaware of the truth, finally breathed a sigh of relief, believing that the matter was about to be resolved.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, to show our sincerity, would you please leave our ancestral hall first?"

"This is what Gu Su Changling, the patriarch of the Gu Su family, said solemnly."

"Haha, then Fellow Daoist Gusu, to show your sincerity, could you please let me see the first page of the True Lord's Method?"

Wang Sheng laughed.

He sensed his true form rapidly approaching, having already entered the Azure Cloud Palace.

"It seems like it's not going to work!"

Gu Su Changling shook her head slightly.

He then stepped back and respectfully said to the side, "Please, Master, take action and deal with this person."

"Why didn't you do this earlier?"

A middle-aged man dressed in brocade, with a large belly, suddenly appeared in the air and shook his head.

This is the territory of the Gusu family. Calling it a rescue is an oversight; the other side got there first.

Wang Sheng's divided soul stared intently at the middle-aged Imperial True Immortal.

His entire head was focused on the other person, his muscles tense, and his aura rapidly built up to its peak.

"Not bad! You've used the methods of the Southern Ze Kingdom to a masterful degree! But that's not enough in front of me! Far from enough!"

The middle-aged man looked coldly at Wang Sheng's divided soul and said calmly.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"I'm your father! Gu Su Fu, you brat, are you going to kill your father? You unfilial brat..."

"Uncle, uncle, I am your nephew, Gu Suyun! Uncle! Please, spare me!"

"Great-Grand Uncle, I am your most promising junior! You can't kill me!"

The several heads on Wang Sheng's split soul were screaming wildly.

They were all relatives of the middle-aged Venerable Gu Su Fu, including his godfather, his nephew, and so on.

These people are now screaming and crying as if they have been resurrected from the dead, causing Gu Su Fu to frown and his hands to pause slightly.

Even if Gu Sufu could see through Wang Sheng's trick of splitting his soul, he couldn't just kill him in front of the entire clan; he had to show some consideration.

"Father, your son is unfilial. Though I cannot bring you back to life, I can still see you off in your final moments!"

After Gu Su Fu finished speaking,

Then a giant hand slammed down on Wang Sheng's divided soul.

Roar……

"What a filial son and virtuous grandson!"

Wang Sheng's divided soul laughed loudly, unleashing his full power of true energy, which was able to hold its own against Gu Su Fu's powerful true energy hand.

But as time went by

Wang Sheng's divided soul's true energy gradually weakened, and the flesh and blood on his body rapidly dried up and were absorbed.

After all, it wasn't its true form, but merely a monster temporarily formed by a mortal.

"My lord! There are still ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall!"

Gu Su Changling cautiously reminded her.

"Ancestor?"

"The many memorial tablets inside are not even of my generation, so how can they be called ancestral tablets!"

"Even if there really is an ancestral tablet inside, it's just an inanimate object; I don't even consider it a threat!"

"In this world, besides the True Lord, I am the most revered!"

Gu Sufu's eyes sharpened, his aura surged, and he pressed down heavily with his true energy hand.

boom!

The entire ancestral hall, along with Wang Sheng's fragmented soul, was razed to the ground with a single palm strike.

The monster is dead!

That horrible monster is dead!

All the Gusu people's eyes lit up instantly, and they were all amazed by Yu Zhen's great power. At the same time, their gazes toward Gusu Fu were full of admiration, longing and respect.

Some even knelt down and shouted their gratitude to the Ancestor Yuzhen for saving their lives.

Even the clan leader, Gu Su Changling, dared not say anything more about Gu Su Fu's disrespectful words, and could only admire the combat power of the Imperial True Immortal.

Gu Su Fu nodded slightly, feeling quite satisfied. Enjoying the worship and respect of his clansmen, he prepared to return to the mountain.

suddenly,

Gu Su Fucai noticed a travel-worn figure standing high in the sky, looking down at the area. It seemed to have just arrived.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist?"

The moment Gu Su Fu saw the other person, he felt as if he were being pricked by needles, and his sense of crisis increased greatly. His expression immediately became serious.

The person before me is no ordinary master of the Imperial Realm; he is very likely a master of the third or even fourth step!

"I heard from fellow Daoist Gusu that you are the most respected person besides the True Lord. So I came to see for myself."

The figure said calmly.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Gu Sufu's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. After hesitating for a moment, he was about to offer an explanation.

He knew he might not be a match for his opponent.

But then a figure pointed to the ruins of the ancestral hall and calmly said...

"Also, you seem to have accidentally killed my clone just now!"

The figure was handsome, tall and slender, with a golden robe fluttering in the wind. He was none other than Wang Sheng.