105: Fusion of the Demon Ancestor's Divided Soul

"...Sect Master, let me explain."

"I brought a total of thirty-three thousand, six hundred and eighteen people with me this time..."

As the largest intelligence and assassination organization in the Cangxuan Realm, the Misty Rain Tower's influence spread across the entire realm, with over three million personnel under its command.

The lowest-level intelligence personnel of the intelligence department alone, the 'Thousand Faces', numbered over a million. They could be restaurant waiters, brothel songstresses, Sect handymen... anyone you might or might not have seen.

They lurked for long periods, transmitting basic information.

In addition, there were many other positions such as Wind Listeners, Heavenly Secrets, Hidden Stars, and Messengers, with a vast number of personnel.

The assassination department, however, had relatively fewer people.

Positions large and small like Shadow Blades, Soul Slayers, Dark Shadows, and Ancient Burials added up to only a few tens of thousands of people.

Furthermore, there were logistics support personnel such as Artifact Refiners, Formation Masters, Poison Refiners, and Ferrymen... these also added up to several hundred thousand.

What Yu Xuanji brought this time were only the mid-to-high-level personnel such as Command Envoys, Incense Masters, Hall Masters, and Branch Masters. Over thirty thousand people was already the result of Yu Xuanji's extreme streamlining; many others wanted to come, but he had refused them.

"...Ah, your Misty Rain Tower has so many people!"

After hearing Yu Xuanji's explanation, Lin Chen was truly startled.

He hadn't expected this organization, which had always kept a low profile, to have so many people; he thought there weren't many, but it turned out there were over three million.

Even top Sects like the Batian Sect and Taiyi Immortal Sect only had around a hundred thousand people.

"Scared?"

"...No, I'm not."

After calming his heart slightly, Lin Chen called for Chu Nansheng.

He really couldn't handle this kind of thing, so it was better to let Chu Nansheng arrange it.

As expected, once Chu Nansheng arrived, she quickly led the people away and began making arrangements with practiced ease, ensuring that every person who came to the Wending Sect would not suffer even a hint of grievance.

"Sect Master, the Misty Rain Tower has merged into the Wending Sect and will be part of it from now on. Calling it the Misty Rain Tower seems a bit inappropriate..."

"Then you mean...?"

"Change the name."

"Uh..."

Lin Chen looked deeply at Yu Xuanji, and seeing that he truly didn't seem to be joking, he pondered for a long while before saying, "In that case, from now on it shall be called the Xuanji Hall! You will be the Hall Master of the Xuanji Hall, and you will have the final say in all matters within the hall!"

"Except for This Sect Master, you do not need to take orders from anyone!"

"Good! Let it be called Xuanji Hall!"

Yu Xuanji smiled and immediately agreed.

The nearby Qingniao, Sweet Potato, Anying, and the others also very much approved of this name.

Just like that, the Misty Rain Tower completely moved into the Wending Sect, changed its name to Xuanji Hall, and became a part of the Wending Sect.

And the personnel of the Wending Sect suddenly surged, reaching nearly forty thousand people... On the other side.

Batian Sect, deep within the earth veins.

In the center of the sacrificial altar, five figures sat cross-legged, their eyes revealing madness and determination. Each circulated their Cultivation Technique, pouring their own pure spiritual Qi into the soul blood stones beneath their feet without reservation.

The nine soul blood stones, emitting vast Soul energy and blood Qi, were slowly rotating and melting according to specific trajectories, resonating with the eight stone pillars and emitting an eerie red light. Before long, the eight stone pillars and the ancient patterns on the altar were all covered in blood-colored traces.

"Open!"

Qing Ming Old Ancestor suddenly gave a low growl.

The nine soul blood stones shattered simultaneously, turning into a towering torrent of blood Qi that poured into the cracks of the altar.

The cracks on the stone pillars suddenly lit up, and the ancient patterns in the center of the altar seemed to come alive. The entire space turned into a blood-colored ocean.

This ocean spun continuously... and in the next moment—

It was sucked into the ancient patterns in the center of the altar like a storm, gradually disappearing.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

No one spoke; their nerves were strained to the limit because... all five knew that the most critical moment had arrived.

Success or failure depended on this very moment.

"Kaka kaka—"

A series of dull sounds rang out as the ancient patterns split apart and slowly pulled open.

A Soul drenched in blood floated out from the pitch-black hole beneath the patterns, resembling a blood-red giant bird that had almost solidified. It had nine heads and emitted a terrifying pressure that transcended the Emperor Realm.

The moment they saw this blood-red giant bird, everyone felt a shiver from their Souls and stood frozen on the spot.

This pressure... was simply too terrifying!

Is this the legendary Demon Ancestor Divided Soul?

Fortunately, after over two hundred thousand years of being Sealed, its consciousness was so small it could almost be ignored; otherwise, none of the five would have been a match for this divided Soul.

"Lead!"

After only being dazed for a few seconds, Qing Ming Old Ancestor snapped out of it.

The blood-red giant bird was immediately drawn by his secret technique, slowly floating toward his body like a blood-colored torrent, plunging headfirst into him!

"...Ah!"

Qing Ming Old Ancestor gave a muffled groan; his body and Soul seemed to have suffered a massive impact, causing him to cry out involuntarily.

But he endured the pain, quickly activating the Fusion secret technique and shouting, "Fuse!!"

The Demon Ancestor's Soul began to dissolve within him, nourishing his body.

His aura surged at an incredible speed, eerie blood-colored demon patterns surfaced under his skin, a sense of power filled his entire body, and a mark resembling a sun pattern slowly emerged on his forehead. Everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction.

"Is it going to succeed?"

Joy appeared on the faces of Withered Abyss, Chifa, the withered and hunched old man, and Huyan Bao.

Time passed bit by bit.

Three days later, the Demon Ancestor Divided Soul had completely fused with Qing Ming Old Ancestor.

"Buzz—!"

Feeling the unprecedentedly powerful strength within his body, Qing Ming Old Ancestor showed wild joy. He gave a sudden shake, releasing an incomparable and terrifying pressure that instantly whipped up a gale deep within the earth veins. The entire earth vein trembled, and small fragments of rock fell pitter-patter.

Even the four Great Emperors in front of him were shaken, their figures becoming unsteady.

"Hahahahaha..."

Qing Ming Old Ancestor laughed aloud. From this moment on, he was invincible in the Cangxuan Realm.

Wending Sect, Yushuang Palace, Misty Rain Tower... they were all nothing but chickens and dogs, easily destroyed with a flip of his hand!

From now on, he was the god of this world!

"Congratulations, Senior Brother!"

"Congratulations, Old Ancestor!"

The four were overjoyed and were about to walk over when suddenly, Qing Ming Old Ancestor's laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Under the suspicious gazes of the four, a look of pain appeared in Qing Ming Old Ancestor's eyes. Then his face began to become extremely distorted and hideous. He clutched his head with both hands, struggling desperately, trying to wail but unable to make any sound.

Following that, the eyeballs in his sockets involuntarily rolled upward, soon being entirely replaced by the whites of his eyes.

Gradually, he seemed to lose consciousness completely... "Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

"Old Ancestor, don't scare me!"

"Old Ancestor...?"

The four soon realized something was wrong. Kuyuan Old Ancestor was the first to react, shouting 'Quickly, save Senior Brother' as he rushed over.

Chifa Old Ancestor and the hunched old man followed closely behind.

Huyan Bao was more cautious, his pace a step slower, falling behind the others.

Just as the Three Old Ancestors arrived in front of 'Qing Ming Old Ancestor', 'Qing Ming Old Ancestor' suddenly snapped his eyes open. Those pupils that had been all white had now turned into a pair of blood-red, cold vertical slits, emitting an eerie light.

The corners of his mouth split open into an exaggerated arc.

The three were pale with fright, their hearts skipping a beat, and they subconsciously blurted out, "...You are not Senior Brother Qing Ming! You are... the Demon Ancestor Divided Soul!"