Master of Strange Dao

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Yu Ziqing returned to Dadui, and this time he proactively summoned the seven members of the Cabinet.

Even Jia Shisi, who was still in closed cultivation, was awakened.

The following period is not suitable for seclusion.

"Are the preparations almost done?" Yu Ziqing looked at Zhang Quli.

"They're ready." Zhang replied in a deep voice, full of confidence.

Yu Ziqing sat there, his face solemn.

"Within a year, I will personally lead Dadui to return.

I want everyone to unite, carrying the will of all Dadui citizens.

Jia Shisi, you have three months to reorganize everything.

At such a time, those who dare to obstruct or drag us down should be dealt with firmly.

We cannot risk the whole of Dadui.

If we fail, it will be all for naught; at least half of everything will vanish.

From then on, there will be no day to raise our heads again.

Dadui's return is, to some extent, only a beginning.

You should understand better than I do."

"I understand," Jia Shisi responded, filled with a murderous intent.

"Let's act, I also need to make the final preparations."

Yu Ziqing stayed directly in Dadui palace city, quietly meditating, adjusting his state, waiting for the time to come.

This was the first step of his long-planned strategy.

Only he hadn't expected Old Emperor Qian not to cross tribulations in Daqian, but instead choosing Silver Lake Forbidden Land, then Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, neither of which are good places.

Now, he has to watch and see.

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At the edge of the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, Old Emperor Qian gazed at this icy, silent world, his eyes lonely and deep.

He stepped into the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, walking in midair, as if he could feel the emergence of the Extreme Cold Stream, always able to preempt it.

As he ventured deep into the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land, he stood on a snow peak, looking up at the sky.

A hint of deep blue slowly reflected in his eyes, as if appreciating the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Truly a unique blessing, opening my eyes, I stand at the end countless cultivators dream of.

Sadly, success is like this, and failure too.

Even sadder, though they know this, they can't understand it."

Old Emperor Qian admired for a long time, contemplated for a long time, then extended a hand, a drop of blood fell, instantly condensing into human form.

The blank-eyed figure, at the moment the Extreme Cold Stream touched it, ignited flames.

However, in the next moment, the figure was frozen, turned to powder.

Old Emperor Qian frowned slightly, he hadn't anticipated this scene.

He couldn't personally meet the Yang Devils, so he created a temporary, one-time incarnation to relay some information.

Just didn't expect, his incarnation never entered the world of the Yang Devils.

In that frozen world, the Yang-destroying Devil and the Yang-Keeping Devil sensed something trying to enter.

They quarreled again, but tacitly didn't let anyone in.

Because they had agreed earlier, no one was allowed in.

Yet their kind have a blurry concept of time, so their understanding of recent times is somewhat different.

The Yang-destroying Devil had previously promised Yu Ziqing not to let anyone in, Yu Ziqing hadn't informed of any major progress in the plan, hadn't specified who could be let in, so naturally the door remained closed.

Maintaining the status quo wouldn't worsen matters.

Even when Old Emperor Qian came personally, he was turned away, not given a chance to communicate.

The two Yang Devils continued their noisy argument, the Yang-Keeping Devil also didn't dare act rashly, fearing to push the Yang-destroying Devil too far.

After quite a while of quarreling, they each curled up in their own fireballs, ignoring requests to enter from outside.

Old Emperor Qian stood alone on the snow peak, his face stern.

Some unexpected situations.

Qingping had never told him something was amiss here, or, Qingping hadn't had the chance to tell him before dying.

There was impact, but not significant, everything could still proceed as planned.

He quietly contemplated there, making the final preparations.

Elsewhere, Emperor Zhen and Crown Prince of Dali, also received Yu Ziqing's message.

They didn't question the source of intelligence, knowing it must be true if Yu Ziqing himself delivered it.

The Crown Prince of Dali went to awaken Emperor Li from his seclusion.

Emperor Zhen's face was ashen, yet he couldn't prevent anyone from crossing tribulations.

Strictly speaking, Old Emperor Qian wasn't violating taboos.

Strong cultivators crossing tribulations in uninhabited places was the consensus, and the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land fit this condition well.

Emperor Zhen was merely worried about the subsequent impact.

Just as Yu Ziqing worried about the impact Old Emperor Qian might have upon crossing tribulations in Silver Lake Forbidden Land.

North of Jinlan Mountain, You Zhen emerged from underground, gazing north, watching silently.

Yu Ziqing feared those in seclusion, especially those who might reach the Tenth Tier, might be affected, so he woke them up slightly ahead of time.

The secluded powerful cultivators began to come out one after another.

While Old Emperor Qian discarded all distractions and external matters, those outside who needed to know mostly knew he intended to undergo seclusion in the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land.

The time arrived, Old Emperor Qian suddenly opened his eyes, a thunderclap suddenly rang out in the sky.

His Refining God Cultivation began brewing the final tribulation at the Ninth Tier.

At the same time, within Dadui.

The Jade Tablet, long spread throughout Dadui, penetrating each village, entered the same channel.

Everyone who was occupied, prepared today, abandoned their tasks.

In Dadui palace city, for the first time, Yu Ziqing donned the Dragon Robe, and a nine-layer sacrificial altar had long been set up.