Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1649: 888: The Player Is Confused, the Bystander Sees Clearly (Part 3)

Capítulo 1649: Chapter 888: The Player Is Confused, the Bystander Sees Clearly (Part 3)

Their power matches that of Tribulation Crossing Realm powerhouses, so seizing a mere Unification Realm junior is utterly effortless.

Unfortunately now… it’s far too late!

Old Ghost Wan Xing mulled over it for ages before finally steeling his resolve.

Moments later, the Shocking God Bell in the Ancestor Hall rang out abruptly.

Nine tolls echoed, swiftly spreading across the entire Divine Land Ancestral Land.

The sounding of the Shocking God Bell signals an event that concerns the fate of the whole clan.

All at once, Zhao Family Divinity Transformation True Monarchs and Returning Void Elders hurried toward the Ancestor Hall with utmost speed upon hearing it.

Within a single hour, the Ancestor Hall brimmed with people, packed to the brim.

While the Zhao cultivators buzzed in discussion, the Three Ancestors Zhao Dashan abruptly materialized in the hall.

His single utterance stunned the entire assembly.

“… The First Daoist, Zhao Sheng, has secretly allied with a Devil from the Heavenly Demon Path. He has killed, turned traitor against the clan, and escaped the Divine Continent. From this moment on, all Zhao Family descendants spotting him must report straight to the clan and refrain from personal actions… Label him as the Heavenly Number One Wanted, and urgently notify all allies and matrimonial partners to capture him…”

To substantiate Zhao Sheng’s treachery, Zhao Dashan openly presented three withered corpses.

The cultivators swiftly recognized the fallen, sparking immediate chaos, as the trio were all Returning Void Realm Elders.

With personal confirmation from the Three Ancestors, every cultivator there was completely persuaded.

Suddenly, Zhao Sheng turned into the “public enemy” for all, with everyone burning to shred him apart.

Yet despite the corpses right there, the cultivators longed to act but lacked the courage, since scarcely anyone dared face Zhao Sheng.

The cause was straightforward: their power fell short!

Over mere days, First Daoist Zhao Sheng transformed into the “traitor” loathed by the whole clan, as innumerable members gnashed their teeth, their curses booming like thunder.

Zhao Sheng observed every one of these shifts, abruptly grasping that his foe was under strain.

Under pressure, errors inevitably occur!

Yet Zhao Sheng quickly saw he’d erred once more.

Within days, Divinity Transformation True Monarchs and Returning Void Realm Elders from Blessed Lands throughout the Divine Continent perished mysteriously.

The tally of slain Divinity Transformation True Monarchs soon surpassed ten, plus two additional Returning Void Elders.

Oddly, every victim met gruesome ends, exhibiting zero traces of struggle before dying.

Before Zhao Family Elders could pinpoint the real reason for the deaths, low-rank cultivators across the Divine Continent started dropping dead en masse too.

In only two days, over a million had perished, most bodies shriveled as though utterly depleted of essence.

As death tolls climbed, a pall of gloom hung over the Divine Continent, leaving everyone tense and sensing an impending calamity.

From hiding, Zhao Sheng monitored it all and recognized it as yet another scheme from Old Ghost Wan Xing.

This tactic not only solidified proof of his Devil ties from the Heavenly Demon Path but also sowed widespread disorder.

“The male rabbit’s feet are firm, the female rabbit’s eyes are paddling; both rabbits walk alongside the ground, how can one distinguish if they are male or female?”

Thinking back to the Second Ancestor’s verse, Zhao Sheng abruptly felt something off.

In this situation… distinction proves impossible—who can truly tell fact from fiction!

Zhao Xuanjing and company’s trust in words defies simple explanation.

Zhao Sheng’s mind raced wildly, myriad notions sparking as he frantically dissected Old Ghost Wan Xing’s schemes.

A quarter-hour,

Two quarter-hours,

…

Without knowing how long elapsed, a terrifying notion struck Zhao Sheng.

Time!

Time mattered above all!

Every prior move by Old Ghost Wan Xing served to buy time while luring him out.

Not good!

Two brilliant divine rays shot from Zhao Sheng’s eyes, as he instantly perceived a clan-shattering disaster closing in.

…

Right when Zhao Sheng detected the anomaly, a bold red-clad woman with sharp sword brows materialized soundlessly on Hualong Island.

The red-clad woman hastened to a modest courtyard’s entrance, but just as she reached for the door, her brows furrowed faintly, and she whirled to peer behind.

A short, stocky Zhao Dashan stood nearby, grinning widely while slowly offering a bow, “Da Shan, greets the Great Ancestor!”

The crimson-robed woman was none other than the famed Blood Moon Fairy, Zhao San Yue.

With a chilling gaze fixed on Zhao Dashan, her tone harsh and filled with killing intent, she demanded, “So you are here. Where is he?”

That “he” she meant was none other than Zhao Sheng.

Well aware of the Great Ancestor’s fiery temper, Zhao Dashan shook his head right away. “He has run, currently whereabouts unknown.”

“Useless!” Zhao San Yue spat coldly after hearing this.

Zhao Dashan looked utterly indifferent, clearly accustomed to such rebukes over time.

“Great Ancestor, have you… succeeded?” he inquired, his eyes flashing briefly.

Entertaining no suspicions, Zhao San Yue remained stoic as she shook her head. “No!”

A rush of excitement surged through Zhao Dashan, leaving him eager to act.