Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

Shangyuan Hall.

The roar of Xuanming Daoist still echoed in the hall.

At the same time, thousands of Daoist minds manifested behind him.

There is a black coffin suspended in the air, and a Taoist priest with a hundred eyes sitting cross-legged on the clouds.

A giant snake with baby faces all over its body slowly crawled along the pillar of the palace.

More details were hidden in layers of mist, and even a glimpse of them caused the disciples present to tremble.

When a cultivator at the Thousand Phases Realm becomes angry, it's no longer a simple loss of emotional control; it's the ability to drag the surrounding reality into their own realm of fear.

The several leaders who had just been praising the power of Xuanzhen Temple now had different expressions.

Some Taoists bowed their heads silently, some retreated quietly, and some even had a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Xuanzhen Temple has expanded too rapidly in recent years. By engaging in worldly affairs, its disciples, wealth, and power far surpass those of other Taoist lineages.

They say they are all from the same Taoist sect, but who doesn't feel uncomfortable inside?

No one expected that Xuanzhen Temple would collapse so quickly.

Yesterday it was a behemoth of the entire Federation, today it has become the Federation's most dangerous illegal organization.

Two Hundred-Character Elders were killed on the spot in front of the mountain gate, and the peripheral forces covering the entire Federation were eradicated.

Even their biggest backer, the Vice Speaker of the Federal Parliament, was dragged away by the military.

The Celestial Master of Shangyuan Palace frowned and raised his hand to suppress the restless emotions in the hall.

"Xuanming, calm down!"

"There are still many doubts surrounding this matter."

"Why did the Federal Military suddenly acquire the means to counter Xinxiang? And what is the background of that Gu Changjin? These questions need to be investigated."

"If you rush back now, you'll only make the situation more chaotic."

Upon hearing this, Xuanming Daoist turned around abruptly to look at the Celestial Master of Shangyuan Prefecture, his eyes bloodshot, and roared hysterically.

"Calm down? Hahaha! Calm down!!"

"Our Xuanzhen Temple's lineage is on the verge of extinction!"

"Qinghe and Xuanmu are dead, their disciples have been captured, and the forbidden area for the inheritance has been broken into!"

"The Xuanzhen Temple's millennia-old foundation has been destroyed in an instant! How can you expect me to remain calm?! How can I stay calm?!"

The Celestial Master of Shangyuan Prefecture opened his mouth.

I didn't know how to persuade them for a moment.

No one from any faction could remain calm in this situation.

All he could do was try to calm Xuanming down for the time being.

After all, the Zhenwang Division has just been restarted.

The Twisted Seeds of the Reverse True Society have not yet been dealt with.

If chaos breaks out within the Nine Meridians first, it will only make Xie Wuwang laugh at us.

Just as the Celestial Master of Shangyuan Prefecture was about to continue speaking, the Celestial Master of Xiayuan Prefecture, who was sitting on the other side, suddenly opened his eyes.

Without making any unnecessary movements, he simply raised his eyes and glanced coldly at Xuanming Daoist.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire Shangyuan Hall suddenly went dark.

It wasn't that the light disappeared, but rather that an inescapable shadow rose simultaneously in the hearts of everyone present.

The thousands of mental images behind Xuanming Daoist were still roaring.

The next moment, however, it was as if they had encountered something even more terrifying.

As the black coffin fell, the Hundred-Eyed Taoist closed his eyes, and the giant snake that had been crawling along the temple pillar instantly shrank back into the depths of the mist.

Click!

Cracks appeared on the surface of the heart.

In just a few breaths, Xuanming Daoist's proud Thousand Forms Domain was crushed into pieces.

He felt as if he were being held down by an invisible hand, his knees bent slightly, his breathing became difficult, and his face turned deathly pale.

Xuanming Daoist looked at Xiayuan Tianshi in horror.

He is at the Thousand Aspects Realm! He has already reached the very top of the current cultivators of the Mind Aspect Realm.

But in front of the other party, he was like an ordinary disciple who had just formed his mental image.

That oppressive feeling wasn't just due to the difference in cultivation level, but more like a crushing defeat on a level of life itself.

Not only was Xuanming Daoist suppressed, but the Celestial Master of Shangyuan Prefecture was also stunned.

He had known the Celestial Master of Xiayuan Prefecture for many years.

He naturally knew that the other party was very strong.

But this power was far beyond what he remembered.

Could it be... that the Celestial Master of Xiayuan Prefecture is really about to take that step?

Everyone in the main hall fell silent.

The Celestial Master of Xiayuan Palace slowly rose, his black and white Taoist robes hanging down, without any specific mental image manifesting behind him.

But that invisible fear pressed down on everyone present, and no one dared to look up.

He looked coldly at Xuanming Daoist.

"I don't care what happened at Xuanzhen Temple."

"Now that you have joined the Zhenwang Division, you must obey my orders."

"Without my order, you are not allowed to leave Shangyuan Prefecture."

Master Xuanming gritted his teeth, still wanting to refute.

"But my Xuanzhen Temple..."

"It has nothing to do with me."

The Celestial Master of Xiayuan Prefecture coldly interrupted him.

"The Reverse Truth Society is setting up the Pillars of Twisting."

"If you act without authorization and disrupt the Zhenwang Division's plans, I will crush you first."

His tone was calm, without the slightest emotion, but everyone present knew that these words were not a lie; if you dared to disobey, he really would kill you.

Xuanming Daoist's lips moved, but in the end he lowered his head.

"This humble Taoist...understands."

The oppressive aura that had been pressing down on the main hall vanished instantly.

The shattered remnants of the heart also dissipated.

The Celestial Master of Xiayuan Prefecture didn't look at anyone else, turned around and walked out of the main hall.

Only after his figure disappeared did the people in the hall dare to breathe again.

The several pulse masters exchanged glances, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief at the strength of the Heavenly Master of the Lower Yuan Palace.

The Taoist Xuanming, who had been furious just moments before, now stood there, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

The Celestial Master of Shangyuan Prefecture looked at the entrance of the main hall with an exceptionally solemn expression.

He is the nominal leader of the nine branches of Taoism.

But just a moment ago, he also felt a sense of threat.

"Nine thousand appearances?"

A guess slowly emerged in the mind of the Celestial Master Shangyuan.

"How far has he progressed?"

……

The temporary residence of Xiayuan Prefecture in Shangyuandao City.

The Celestial Master of Xiayuan Prefecture returned to his quiet room, and the door closed automatically, silencing all external sounds.

He sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

A moment later, the first thousand-faced form emerged from behind.

That was a Taoist priest holding his own head in his hands.

Then, the second one.

The third one.

The fourth one.

……

Nine figures, each with a thousand forms, were seated in the quiet room.

Each one is formed by the fusion of thousands of hearts.

It represents a complete realm of fear.

When the nine deities unite as one, they become the nine thousand forms.

After cultivating the mind to the point of a thousand forms, each additional thousand forms condensed represents a qualitative change.

Of the three thousand forms, the mind's form can overshadow reality.

The six thousand phenomena can allow illusion to temporarily replace reality.

The nine thousand phases represent the beginning of a leap in the level of life.

The rate of physical aging will slow down significantly, and the mind will no longer be completely dependent on the flesh and blood.

This should have been the final step towards the myriad forms of existence.

However, the Celestial Master of the Lower Yuan Palace could clearly sense it.

There is no future for him, not because he lacks experience or qualifications, but because this world simply does not allow anyone to step into the myriad realms.

It was as if there was an invisible shackle, lying between the nine thousand forms and the myriad forms.

The closer you get, the stronger the suppression.

Over the years, his power seems to have continued to grow.

However, with each cultivation session, a portion of one's mental energy is silently eroded away by something.

"really."

The Celestial Master of Xiayuan Palace slowly opened his eyes.

"The world is suppressing me."

Just now.

The shadow in the corner of the quiet room suddenly twisted.

A gray figure slowly emerged from the wall.

It has no complete facial features, and its entire body is covered with dense, twisted patterns, each of which wriggles like a living creature.

If any other members of the nine branches of the Daoist sect were here, they would recognize him at a glance.

This is a twisted apostle of the Reverse Truth Society.

The gray figure didn't speak, but respectfully presented a semi-transparent black chip with both hands.

The Celestial Master of the Lower Yuan Prefecture received it, and his mental power sank into it, instantly revealing a wealth of information.

The Nanjiang Xuanzhen Temple was purged, and General Gu Changjin of the Federation took out a Qi and Blood cultivation method. The Federation military is conducting a large-scale screening of Qi and Blood cultivators in the army. There is also the latest progress of the Twisted Pillars of the Reverse True Society in various places.

After the Celestial Master of the Lower Yuan Prefecture finished reading, he casually tossed the black chip back.

The gray figure caught it, then merged back into the shadows and disappeared.

The quiet room was restored.

The nine thousand-faced figures slowly rotated behind the Lower Yuan Celestial Master.

He looked towards the Nanjiang River, his eyes indifferent.

"The Federation? They want to get involved too?"

A cold smile appeared on his lips.

"It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"The world sacrifice has already begun."

"Everything was already set in stone."