Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

Xu Wushe wasn’t foolish; she had seen such looks countless times before, and she panted and laughed,

"What, want revenge? Come on, I won’t fight back."

Li Yuanzhao glared at him,

"Don’t think I don’t dare! This disaster is all caused by your Demon Path! Just that tree alone has caused the deaths of countless people! Once this calamity is over, I will kill you! Act in the name of Heavenly Dao!"

Xu Wushe casually walked past her with something on his shoulder, laughing as he said,

"Oh, act in the name of Heavenly Dao? Where’s the heaven? Where’s the dao?

I’ve punished evildoers, but haven’t seen any good retribution. I’ve killed till the fields are full, and haven’t seen any evil retribution either.

I’ve seen through it all; Cangtian has no eyes, there’s no justice in the world.

The only one who can judge me is myself, and eventually, you’ll all understand."

Li Yuanzhao glared at him with hatred, hesitated for a while, but finally released the sword handle and lifted a statue.

Who’d have known that the statue was extremely heavy, and she almost collapsed under it. Suddenly, a wave of heat rose from her Dantian, filling her limbs, and she managed to barely lift the statue.

At that moment, Li Yuanzhao couldn’t afford to glare anymore, gritting her teeth, following behind step by step, barely managing to deliver the statue to the outside of the Dragon King Temple, drenched in sweat, she looked up to find that the sky had already darkened.

The darkness descended like a veil of night covering the earth, looking up, the entire world was shrouded in dimness, no starlight visible. It wasn’t nightfall; it was the dragon completely obscuring the canopy, blocking the sky entirely.

Then she looked down, seeing dots of firelight, seven oil lamps placed on the ground seemingly arranged in the Dubhe Position of the Northern Constellation, as everyone busied themselves, positioning the statues in accordance with the star position, allowing the fire to illuminate the empty faces of the statues.

Chen Xuantian didn’t move any statues; he alone sat cross-legged in front at the Tianshu Position, with his back to the crowd, saying,

"This is the Seven Stars Life-fortifying Array; soon I will use a newly learned technique to face Lord Yun Meng. But I’ve never used this technique; don’t know if the Magic Spirit works, or if it can hold... anyway, you all lend me your life essence for one hundred years each, I’ll make it up to you if it’s short or long, anyone unwilling can quickly get out."

Li Yuanzhao rolled her eyes at the speech; had this been said earlier, she’d certainly not have entered the temple and would’ve turned away, but after all this trouble, lifting a statue, she’s utterly exhausted, her calves cramped, unable to move, resigned to sitting on the ground breathing heavily.

Then Chen Xuantian said,

"Since no one objects, that’s settled.

From now, hide behind the statues no matter what happens, don’t speak, hear, see, view, listen, check, perceive, pretend you are the shadows cast by candlelight on the ground; maybe there’s a chance to survive...

Do you understand?"

Chan Zi, "Mm."

Chen Xuantian scolded,

"Shut up! I said from now on! Don’t hear, see, or speak!"

"..."

Everyone lowered their heads, closed their eyes, but Li Yuanzhao had been swept along inexplicably, naturally distrusting this fat guy, so she peeped from behind the statue, secretly took a glance.

"Whew, alright, start now."

The fat guy took a deep breath, his limbs shook like Parkinson’s, recalculated the star position, then slapped his face.

Suddenly he performed the move Double Peaks Through the Ears, pierced his ears, tore off his facial skin, scooped out his eyeballs, held them in his palm, then leapt up, spun around, and began dancing, singing fervently,

"Oh mighty expanse, Da Liang Si! Shining Stars of Eight, Eyes of Bi!

Cloud Paths aren’t shaded, light sways, not veered, Shen and Shang aligned, Dipper’s handle as profound.

Transcend the void, positions in the heavens, Nan Hua isn’t dao, Great Transformation precedes.

Chant the mysterious Chapter, Yellow Heaven shows, Jiuxiao shares the world, the great void supports the wind..."

He sang while spinning, shaking while turning, spinning until blood sprayed from seven orifices, raining down like rainfall, splattering the statues completely.

Li Yuanzhao inadvertently, the blood splashed onto her eyelids, and she blinked unable to hold back.

The next instant, she saw the six statues start to clatter, following Chen Xuantian dancing together, swaying hips, swinging arms, like his six shadow figures, joining in the melodious dao song, spinning and turning together.

Suddenly the leading figure halted, abruptly turned around, faced the western sky, stretched arms wide, gestured afar as if embracing the sun, like an eagle spreading wings, a roc about to fly, trembling voice cried out,

"Is Da Liang Right Guard clearly visible!!"

And so the six demon shadows in front also nodded, shaking their head, those faceless, mouthless, featureless faces suddenly looking towards the western sky.

Instinctively, Li Yuanzhao also turned her eyes, looked westwards.

Then she saw through Blood Pearl hanging from her brow, from the corner of her eye, something yellow like robe material, fluttering from behind.

And then she went mad.