2026-07-23 12:45:23The other zombies surged from every direction like a dark flood that had finally found an opening. The Pure Sky Sect cultivators, who had still maintained a rough line moments earlier, scattered at once.
They had no time to think, much less organize a defense. One man shouted for help, another turned to run, and a third crashed into his own companion while trying to escape.
“Do not push me.”
“Move aside.”
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A War Built on Lies
The prince finally released a quiet breath. His fingers resumed turning the jade ring, but the movement was slower now.“That begins to sound worthwhile.”Hidden behind the stone general, Rong Tian sharpened his hearing. The information he had just obtained was worth more than the tomb qi he had risked his life to seize.This was no longer a game limited to the Hadarac Desert. It was a deliberate attempt to sever the roots of Jianghu throughout Bei Fang.The prince looked toward a stone horse standing beside the spirit path. Its weathered face remained turned toward the tomb, forever waiting for a master who would never ride again.“The dynasty does not need to draw its own sword,” he said. “Make Jianghu tear itself apart. Once every sect has stained its name, none of them will remain clean enough to stand against the imperial court.”&n
Whispers Among the Imperial Dead
Rong Tian did not move when the two auras entered the innermost grounds of the imperial tombs. He pressed his breathing and qi down to their lowest possible level, allowing his body to merge with the shadow of a stone pillar and the thin mist hanging between the statues of long-dead court officials.The burial complex had felt sacred only moments earlier. Now it had become a chamber for a clandestine meeting.The night wind curled around the dragon pillars, and the small guardian bells beneath the stone eaves rang with faint metallic notes. The two newcomers walked through the spirit gate without offering the slightest bow, as though the resting place of the Son of Heaven were merely an empty hall borrowed for private conversation.Lin Zhao entered first along the stone path to the left. His gray robe moved quietly around his legs, yet the aura beneath that calm surface remained cold and keen.He resembled a sword deliberately left inside its sheath. The blade was hidden, but the kill
Half-Step Golden Elixir
Rong Tian did not answer.He did not fully understand what had just happened, but he could feel that the five-bat necklace was doing more than protecting him. Its silver radiance restrained the Imperial Spirit’s will, cut apart the pressure surrounding his chest, and opened a narrow passage between him and the energy of the tomb.The Imperial Spirit moved again, but its posture was no longer as overwhelmingly arrogant as before. A fracture had entered its voice.There was anger, shock, and a trace of recognition that should not have existed in a tomb sealed for generations.“You should not possess that mark,” it said. “That inheritance should have vanished.”Rong Tian wanted answers, but the tomb gave him no time to ask.The yin qi that had been resisting him suddenly changed direction. The narrow passage created by the necklace
Wrath of the Dragon Throne
The pressure struck Rong Tian from every direction.The qi was cold, but beneath that coldness lay the weight of metal, a throne, and commands that had once been obeyed by thousands. It flooded his meridians while rejecting his existence, as though the tomb itself had awakened and discovered an insignificant creature sitting within the sacred territory of imperial blood.Rong Tian clenched his teeth. He did not cry out, but sweat immediately rolled down his temples and soaked the black robe across his back.His breathing grew heavy. Each cycle of circulation became a struggle between his own qi and the ancient will pressing inward.He adjusted the flow little by little, forcing his meridians to accept the invading energy without allowing them to split. Every thread had to be caught, guided, and compressed before the next one entered.A single mistake would not merely injure his c
The Forbidden Burial Ground
Rong Tian’s meridians tightened the instant the cold moved beyond his skin. His body recognized the danger before his thoughts fully understood it.The qi within the imperial tomb did not accept contact easily. It resisted, tested, and only then allowed a thread of itself to enter, carrying a weight that made even his teeth clench.He kept the channel open, knowing that greed would rupture his meridians before the energy could be refined. Several breaths passed, and the cold qi entered farther without becoming cooperative.It moved like ancient mist laden with fragments of the tomb owner’s will. Each layer was heavy, distant, and filled with an authority that had once stood above countless lives.Rong Tian’s spine stiffened. Sweat slowly soaked his back despite the cold of the night.“This weight...” he thought as the pressure increased. “This
Path of the Imperial Dead
Aunt Lan’s warning remained in Rong Tian’s mind when he returned to his room. The chamber was dim, lit only by one oil lamp in the corner and a pale line of moonlight slipping through the window lattice.He knelt beside the bed, opened the long chest hidden beneath it, and removed the equipment of the Black Bat King piece by piece. None of it inspired the childish excitement of a youth admiring battle armor.The black robe was a disguise, an identity, and a thin wall separating Rong Tian from the figure that had once terrified the entire Hadarac Desert. The chest armor protected his body, while the mask erased his face.Once everything was in place, he did not feel majestic. He felt the weight of a role that could not afford a single hesitation.When he pushed open the door and entered the rear corridor, two servants standing across the courtyard froze. One nearly dropped the small lanter
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