Chapter 783: Great Calamity

How could there be a leak?

How could he lose?

Wearing a human skin, dressed in an elder's Daoist robe of the Wanxiangzong, the clean and scholarly-looking "Mr. Butcher" had a look of disbelief.

His slender fingers pinched together, carefully deducing, many secrets unknown to others flowing from his heart one by one.

"Grand formation, demon hall, altar, blood oath list, divine fetus, divine servant, dark claws, Four Symbols Formation..."

Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.

Divine Path Formation!

"The Divine Path Formation was lost?!"

Mr. Butcher's expression changed drastically.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

If there was no favor from the Divine Path, no blessing from a god, and not an innate divine fetus, how could an ordinary person possibly learn the Divine Path Formation?

How exactly did this person learn?

And from where did he learn it?

Perhaps a... god-favored one?

Mr. Butcher's unease grew stronger and stronger.

He thought for a moment, then slowly stood up, left the elder's residence, walked onto the exquisite long stairs carved from white jade, and headed towards the mountain gate.

At this time, the sky had just dawned.

Bright sunlight sprinkled down, the jade buildings within the sect were like a human world paradise, with broken gold paving the white jade.

Within the sect, the rules were strict.

Although it was still early, many disciples were already up early cultivating or forging their bodies.

Along the way, occasionally disciples would encounter Mr. Butcher, then they would bow and salute, saying:

"Elder Shen, good morning."

The scholarly-looking "Mr. Butcher" had an expression like bathing in a spring breeze, his tone kind, nodding to indicate, "Good."

Walking like this for a while, at a corner, he suddenly bumped into another elder.

This elder had deep decree lines on his face, and above his Daoist robe were four golden patterns, clearly indicating his high position and power.

Seeing "Mr. Butcher," his expression was a little unexpected, "Elder Shen?"

Mr. Butcher also cupped his hand and said, "Elder Shen."

"So early in the morning, Elder Shen, where are you going?" The Elder Shen wearing the four-golden-pattern Daoist robe asked with a stern face.

Mr. Butcher thought for a moment, then sighed and said:

"There is a fellow Daoist whom I haven't seen for a long time, who has come from afar and also brought some remnant array diagrams. He wants to drink tea and chat with me, and exchange array knowledge. I will take some time to go see him."

Elder Shen's face showed no joy or anger, "Elder Shen, indeed you are very fond of formations..."

Mr. Butcher laughed and said, "Elder Shen, please don't mock me. I will go and return soon, the matters of teaching disciples within the sect must not be delayed."

Elder Shen then nodded slightly.

Regarding the whereabouts of the elders within the sect, he only had the right to urge, not such strong control. Therefore, he was just asking.

Normally, he wouldn't inquire either.

But now, the sect reform was imminent, and the next Dao discussion assembly was extremely important.

The sect, from top to bottom, must be strictly required, without the slightest slack.

The success or failure of this matter was related to the sect's luck, related to the future of the entire Qiandao Sect. There could be no neglect or carelessness.

Elder Shen turned to leave, but his heart was still unsettled, so he looked at Elder Shen again, and asked in a low voice:

"Regarding the reform matter, your side... no problem, right?"

Mr. Butcher said in a deep voice, "Elder Shen, please rest assured, everything is under control."

"That's good..." Elder Shen nodded.

"If this matter goes smoothly..." The mild and respectful-faced "Mr. Butcher"'s eyes flashed slightly, and he said meaningfully, "Elder Shen, you might be able to go further..."

Elder Shen's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said seriously:

"Everything is for the service of the sect, personal advancement, retreat, honor, and shame are not worth mentioning."

Mr. Butcher cupped his hand, "Elder Shen's noble character, Shen admires."

Elder Shen slightly raised his forehead, the decree lines on his face appearing deeper, but his mood seemed quite pleasant, and his tone was also gentler.

"Elder Shen, go early and return early."

After finishing, he glanced at Mr. Butcher, his expression carrying a hint of condescending bestowal, "If this matter succeeds, there must be a place for you among the True Transmission Elders within the sect."

"The position of True Transmission Elder in the Four Great Sects within the Qinxue Prefecture is a status that many Feathered cultivators in the world struggle their entire lives to reach..."

"Mr. Butcher"'s expression was greatly joyful, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying:

"If I can rely on the sect's favor and fortunately become a True Transmission Elder, it must be Shen's life's luck, enough to glorify my ancestors, and I will die without regret! Elder Shen's great kindness and virtue, Shen will never forget!"

Elder Shen seemed very satisfied with "Mr. Butcher"'s words.

He nodded, then stepped past Mr. Butcher, along the high white jade stairs, towards the jade building, his back gradually disappearing into the distance.

After Elder Shen left, "Mr. Butcher"'s expression, which was no longer kind and scholarly, gradually became ice cold.

He turned his head and glanced at Elder Shen, his gaze indifferent, just like looking at a "toy" led by desire.

"A person with a low Dao heart, just a low-ranking person with high-class behavior..."

"Is the fattest and most delicious livestock offered to the God Master."

Mr. Butcher turned his head, his face changed back to a scholarly one, turning his back to Elder Shen and walking down the white jade stairs.

Leaving the Qiandao Sect mountain gate, and arriving in Qiandao City, Mr. Butcher entered a wine house, then visited Baibao Pavilion, and then strolled around the city for a while. After confirming that no karmic energy was locking onto him, he passed through a dark door and walked into a magnificent cave mansion.

Inside the cave mansion, the mountains and waters were beautiful and luxurious, but it was empty and deserted.

Mr. Butcher passed through the artificial mountains and waters, and pavilions, all the way to the deepest and most hidden door in the cave mansion, which was closed.

Above the closed door were eighteen layers of Grade Four formations stacked.

Mr. Butcher carefully and cautiously unlocked each formation one by one.

Then, spiritual energy flowed, the formation patterns retreated layer by layer, and the grand door opened.

Mr. Butcher stepped in and walked through the door.

Inside the door was a large hall.

Around the large hall were also full of formations, but inside it was empty, without any furnishings. Only in the center of the large hall stood a formation platform.

The formation platform was ancient, carved with ancient patterns, and did not look eye-catching.

Mr. Butcher carefully took out three spirit stones.

These three spirit stones were colorful and iridescent, with flowing light and color, like natural formations, they were extremely rare innate spirit stones in the cultivation world.

Mr. Butcher placed the three innate spirit stones in the array eyes of the formation platform, then walked into the center of the formation platform.

A moment later, the formation activated.

The three innate spirit stones hummed, their spiritual essence flowing away, gradually turning into flying ash.

Ancient and mysterious formation patterns flashed over one by one.

Above the flowing light were pitch-black spatial cracks, light and dark interlaced with each other.

Void light and dark, space transmission.

The formation platform was impressively engraved with a Void Transmission Formation that reached the Cave Void level of Grade Five!

Strong void fluctuations were transmitted from the formation platform.

And these fluctuations surged out, and were then absorbed by the dense formations on the four walls of the large hall.

The aura of the formation was also completely concealed.

Therefore, during the transmission, no one detected it at all.

The void flashed, and Mr. Butcher's figure disappeared.

Within the Qinxue Prefecture, in another desolate, hidden, and remote barren mountain range, a void crack flashed past.

Mr. Butcher's figure slowly appeared.

He stood up straight, his expression ice cold, releasing a bloody evil divine sense, sweeping around, and after confirming that no one had discovered him, he headed towards the deep mountains.

In the withered barren mountains, the sunlight reflected off the color of the mountains, presenting a dead gray hue.

As Mr. Butcher walked, he shed his human skin, his body shape gradually twisting and changing, restoring his original withered, old, and pale appearance.

The place where he appeared was located within the Grade Five Qinxue Prefecture.

But the place he was heading towards in the deep mountains was a forbidden area, a piece of shadow, covered in fog, its location unknown.

Finally, Mr. Butcher returned to a gloomy large hall.

Inside the large hall, there was a secret room.

Inside the secret room, an altar was set up, and above the altar, a white, bloody human-faced, sheep-horned, ferocious white bone head image was enshrined.

Mr. Butcher knelt before the bone head.

His face was pale, emitting a faint green light, his voice old and hoarse:

"Something has changed..."

"Begging the God Master to grant me great power, to spy on the heavenly secrets, and divine fortune and misfortune."

After speaking, he kowtowed three times.

After kowtowing, a mysterious evil power descended, and the secret room was filled with a bloody color.

Mr. Butcher's body trembled constantly, his bones shook, his teeth creaked, as if he was bearing a great burden and enduring incomparable pain.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the blood color retreated.

Mr. Butcher's pupils were empty, as if being parasitized by some existence, he expressionlessly took out a human bone from above the altar.

Then he used his long fingernail to scratch open his palm, letting blood drip onto the human bone.

Blood dripped onto the white bone, and a nameless evil fire burned up.

The flame was like a snake's tongue, licking the human bone, roasting out a crack.

Mr. Butcher's empty pupils looked at that bloody crack, pinching his fingers to calculate, and suddenly changed color:

"Great calamity!"

Wan Yaogu will have a great calamity!

His pupils exited the empty state, but instantly were covered with another layer of shock and confusion.

"Wan Yaogu has been hidden for eight hundred years, outside is the Shenwu Forest, divine sense cannot see, inside are a crowd of demon servants, external enemies cannot invade, how can there be a great calamity?"

"Where is this calamity?"

Mr. Butcher could not figure it out.

"Wan Yaogu is the place where demons cultivate, the base of demonic evil, the demon core furnace, the place where ten thousand demons return their souls..."

"It is an extremely crucial link in the God Master's great plan, and absolutely cannot have any mishap, let alone leak!"

Mr. Butcher's expression was grave, he hesitated again and again, finally biting his teeth tightly, and again kowtowed three times towards the gloomy human-faced sheep-horned bone head image:

"Again asking for the God Master's grace, with blood sacrifice, borrowing God's thoughts, with Master's eyes, replacing my eyes, spying on the ominous machine..."

Mr. Butcher spoke one word at a time.

After finishing, he suddenly felt the pressure on his sea of consciousness multiply, as if a powerful evil thought was forcibly descending on his Tianmen.

Mr. Butcher could not bear the load, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

Especially his pupils, blood flowed like a torrent, covering them in a bloody color.

And borrowing this bloody color, he finally saw.

He saw the number of calamities.

He saw the true crisis of Wan Yaogu!

At this moment, outside Wan Yaogu, in the Shenwu Forest, hundreds of sect cultivators were secretly lurking!

A large part of them were impressively Golden Core cultivators!

This was a batch of elite cultivators.

Even more than half were inner sect elders of the major sects!

At this time, they were like a pack of tigers and wolves, surrounding Wan Yaogu, intending to find an opportunity to destroy the God Master's base.

This was a true great calamity.

Moreover, it was not about to descend, but had already descended quietly and without a sound!

Mr. Butcher was both shocked and angry.

Regardless of the continuous divine calculations, his sea of consciousness forcibly bearing the God Master's thoughts, causing a loss of vital energy, he took out an unknown skin paper that could avoid karmic entanglement, dipped it in the blood on the ground, and began to write a blood letter on it...

Outside Wan Yaogu.

A crowd of elders from the Taiyi Sect and Chongxu Sect were just closing their eyes to nourish their spirits.

A faint blood light flashed over.

No one else detected it.

However, as a Grade Three formation master, and having quite a bit of research into the ways of divine thought, Elder Xun Zixian of the Taiyi Sect suddenly opened his eyes, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

Xun Ziyou detected the anomaly and asked, "Zixian, what's wrong?"

Xun Zixian pondered for a long time, and slowly said, "Just now... it seemed like something 'thing', looked at me."

Xun Ziyou was slightly shocked, "What thing?"

Xun Zixian shook his head, "I don't know, and I can't distinguish it clearly, it's even possible that it's just my illusion..."

Xun Ziyou's gaze was solemn, he looked at the distant bloody Wan Yaogu, and said in a deep voice:

"Perhaps, it's not necessarily an illusion."

Xun Zixian's expression was also grave.

Xun Ziyou summoned an inner sect disciple and instructed, "Pass down the order, tell everyone to cheer up, perhaps, there will be changes..."

"Yes, Elder."

That disciple obeyed the order and went to pass it on.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian looked at each other, then both looked at the gate of Wan Yaogu at the end of the white bone passage, their heartstrings all tightened.

And at this time, inside Wan Yaogu.

In the deepest part, in a study room that burned sandalwood, luxurious yet simple, which did not match the strange and demonic atmosphere inside Wan Yaogu.

A young master, with fair hands, just held a precious white gold array pen, outlining array patterns stroke by stroke on a clean, snow-white paper.

Suddenly, he had a premonition in his heart, took out an unknown skin paper, and spread it out in front of him.

Above the skin paper, blood stains emerged.

A row of bloody characters appeared:

"Great calamity will come, eagles and falcons gather outside the valley, the matter cannot be done, abandon the chariot to protect the commander..."

Finally, there was another row of messy writing, but the pen's edge was like a knife, every word dripped with blood, cutting into the heart and digging out the liver, a decision as if to sacrifice one's life:

"Destroy Wan Yaogu!"

The young master was stunned for a moment, his gaze gradually becoming ice cold.

"Hundreds of years of effort, such a large foundation, to say destroy then destroy, Mr. Butcher indeed made a ruthless decision, a great courage."

"If you don't break when you should, you will suffer chaos..."

In the handsome pupils of the young master, half were clear and bright like the moon, half revealed a demonic and unpredictable divine color.

Inside the Formation Stone Room.

Mo Nian merged the void Heavenly Dao laws in his sea of consciousness with the array patterns of the Divine Path Formation, borrowing formation laws to enlighten the Dao, and integrating the Dao with formation laws. Finally, he preliminarily comprehended the law of "seal," and mastered the most core Divine Lock Formation in the inheritance of the Great Desolate Divine Path Formation.

Mo Nian was greatly joyful in his heart, his eyes shining.

Now, he could also be considered an entry-level "Divine Path Formation Master"!

Mo Nian exited his sea of consciousness and looked at the Sword Bone Head on the side.

Formation laws emphasize learning and using.

Since he had learned it, he naturally wanted to use it.

He thought of taking the "Sword Bone Head" to practice his hand again, to see if this time, this little Sword Demon could still struggle free from the Divine Lock Formation he had laid down.

The Sword Bone Head was looked at by Mo Nian, and it felt a shiver down its spine for no reason.

Intuition told it that every time this little ancestor looked at itself with shining eyes, it was definitely not a good thing.

Subsequently, it was slightly startled.

"Thinking about it, this little ancestor just wants to use me to test the new formation law he's learned..."

"Since that's the case, then there's no need to be afraid."

It had been less than one night, it was estimated that this little ancestor hadn't learned any clever tricks.

He would just play along with him and deal with it.

The Sword Bone Head thought to itself.

Mo Nian was just about to move his pen and take the Sword Bone Head to test the formation law, when he suddenly paused his action, and put the pen and ink away, continuing to sit on the sheep-horned bone head without moving.

He detected that Jin Yixuan had returned.

Indeed, within moments, the door opened, and Jin Yixuan, dressed in black, returned to the hall.

His expression was tired, as if he had been busy all night.

Just as Jin Yixuan was about to sit down and continue to learn the Divine Path array patterns, another demon cultivator walked in.

Jin Yixuan was disturbed and somewhat impatient, just about to sternly scold, but he raised his head and saw the appearance of the newcomer, immediately his expression turned stern, he restrained his arrogant posture, and his expression was quite respectful.

This demon cultivator was an old man, his voice hoarse like a broken gong.

He entered the door and only said one sentence:

"The young master has summoned you."

Jin Yixuan dared not neglect in the slightest, cupped his hand and saluted, saying:

"Yes."

After the demon cultivator finished speaking, he turned and left.

Jin Yixuan's gaze narrowed, and he also followed behind this demon cultivator, leaving the Formation Stone Hall.

Inside the Stone Hall, it was empty and deserted, again only Mo Nian was left.

Mo Nian frowned, a faint sense of unease growing in his heart.

He suddenly felt that something seemed to have changed unexpectedly.

But what exactly had changed?

Mo Nian couldn't guess for a while.

He was now hiding inside the large hall, and it was not very convenient to go out. If he wanted to know what happened, he could only wait patiently for a while.

Perhaps when Jin Yixuan returned, there would be some clues.

Half an hour passed, and Jin Yixuan indeed returned.

Moreover, it was not only Jin Yixuan, he also summoned the managers from various areas of Wan Yaogu—Mo Nian guessed they were managers because Jin Gui was also mixed in among them.

Jin Yixuan did not speak, seemingly afraid of leaking the matter, he only gave each manager a jade slip, instructing:

"Act according to the instructions on the jade slip."

The managers took the jade slips, their divine senses sank into them, and after just one look, their expressions all changed drastically:

"Manager, this..."

"... Why to this extent?"

"Could it be that something big has happened?"

Jin Yixuan's gaze was like a sword, sweeping over the crowd.

The crowd of managers all dared not speak.

Jin Yixuan then said in a deep voice, "This is the young master's instruction, we will do as the young master instructs."

Seeing the varied expressions of the crowd, and their obvious different thoughts, he then slightly eased his tone, "This is also an opportunity for you."

"If you follow the young master's instructions and succeed, you can leave this cage, no longer need to guard the valley until you die, from now on the sea is wide and the sky is high, another kind of freedom and ease..."

This sentence spoke to the hearts of several managers.

Even as managers, holding power, no one wanted to live such a dark, non-human life inside this Wan Yaogu.

The colorful world, no one did not yearn for it.

Although several managers did not show it on their faces, their gazes were all a little unfocused, and finally, someone took the lead and said:

"Respectfully following the young master's instructions!"

With someone taking the lead, the others also all said:

"Only looking up to the young master."

"We will dedicate our lives to the young master..."

Jin Yixuan nodded in satisfaction, then a cold light appeared in his eyes, "The matter should not be delayed, let's act now."

"Yes!"

After the discussion, Jin Yixuan and the crowd of managers all left.

The unease in Mo Nian's heart grew heavier and heavier...

Leave the cage?

Freedom and ease?

What exactly did this group of demon cultivators want to do?

Mo Nian thought about it, then sent a message to Elder Xun:

"The demon cultivators seem to be taking action, Elder, be careful..."

After sending it, Mo Nian continued to wait, planning to quietly observe the changes.

But not long after, violent sounds suddenly came from inside the valley.

There were sounds of buildings collapsing, sounds of demon cultivators shouting, and also demon beasts low roaring, mixed together.

Mo Nian's eyebrows furrowed, and just at this moment, the Taiyi Token vibrated.

Mo Nian took it out to look, and then saw an urgent message transmitted in the Taiyi Token, sent by Elder Xun:

"Mo Nian, are you okay?!"

Mo Nian: "Nothing, what's wrong?"

Elder Xun paused for a while, and then sent a message: "The gate of Wan Yaogu is open..."

Mo Nian was shocked when he heard this.

(P.S. If no accident, there will be an extra chapter tomorrow, and also an extra chapter the day after tomorrow, striving to finish this plot segment.)

(End of this chapter)