Chapter 1 Old Marshal's Suspicion

"The old marshal suspects you," Zhang Yuanqing said, a hint of surprise in his tone. He knew that the Star Lord wasn't a fallen one. Before the battle for the Light Compass, he hadn't even contacted the Freedom Alliance's Demon Seed.

In other words, whether internally or externally, there shouldn't be any problems!

Without any reason, why would the old marshal suspect that the Star Lord was a fallen one?

The Star Lord's tone was calm, his speech slow, unhurried like a tea party. "Any Lingjing Xingzhe with a certain amount of experience knows that Taiyin (yin energy) restrains Xingchen (stars), but few realize that the Scout's Insight skill also restrains Xingchen.

"I wonder if you've heard the saying: No one in this world can lie in front of the Marshal."

"In the past sixty years, I've been in secluded cultivation in the Lingjing, living a simple life. On one hand, it's to feign simplicity, and on the other hand, it's to avoid contact with the old marshal as much as possible.

"Taiyin can shield the deduction of the Star Gazing Technique, while Insight can see through my arrangements and strategies, but sometimes deliberate avoidance itself implies guilt, and besides, some of my layouts, no matter how secretive, were still noticed by him."

Zhang Yuanqing asked, "For example?"

He said meaningfully, "For example, the mastermind behind the assassination of Huo Zhengkui that you're investigating!"

Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes instantly. In the past, he would have been shocked, saying with a face full of surprise, "You old bastard, so the mastermind was you all along! No wonder I couldn't find you."

But now, he had a sense of "as expected," not too shocked or surprised!

"The assassination of Huo Zhengkui was to hinder the establishment of an official organization in the Second District, to prevent the emergence of a second Holy See?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

The Star Lord nodded lightly, "The political ecology and cultural background of the First District are destined that they cannot become a second Holy See. They even spontaneously organized forces because of a lack of freedom, and the Free Federation overthrew the ancient Holy See. But the Second District is different. Unification is a deeply ingrained idea in every Lingjing Xingzhe, and division is an unforgivable sin. If Huo Zhengkui is allowed to negotiate with the local government, the official organization will be established 50 years in advance! The most powerful orthodox organization will no longer be Tianfa (Heavenly Punishment), but the First District. The evil camp's painstaking efforts to destroy the Holy See will be in vain!"

"In that case, why don't you take the initiative to establish an official organization?" Zhang Yuanqing asked, puzzled.

The Star Lord once again revealed a meaningful expression: "The Tongzhou Association tried it, but failed. It was opposed by most of the members! Now that I think about it, failure was inevitable."

He sighed: "In that era, we experienced the trampling of the great powers, the invasion of the island nation, and wandered on the edge of national subjugation and genocide. Everyone hated the great powers and was extremely sensitive to Western rule! Trying to establish an official organization led by Western forces at that time was an act against the general trend, and those who go against the general trend will surely fail!"

"So at that time, you began to become a fallen one who was in Cao Ying but with the heart in Han?"

"To be precise, it was during that period that I came into contact with the pollution of the Yin divinity. I encountered the gaze of Zhulong (Candle Dragon) in an S-level instance of the Ruler realm. My body and soul were inevitably polluted. After leaving the instance, I uncontrollably killed my comrades who had fought side by side, causing the Tongzhou Association branch to be exterminated!" The Star Lord revealed this past in a flat tone.

A look of surprise finally appeared on Zhang Yuanqing's dignified face, and he sighed, "So it was you."

"So that terrifying figure in the Shanhe Yongcun (Eternal Mountains and Rivers) dream was you." To be honest, this was indeed beyond his expectations, because the person in the dream was clearly polluted and mentally unstable, while the Star Lord didn't seem to be polluted. Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing never connected the two.

The Star Lord didn't respond to him and continued, "That was just a Ruler-level instance, and the degree of pollution wasn't serious. Moreover, the characteristic of Xingchen is a wise and firm mind. Mild pollution wasn't enough to distort my mind. After the massacre, my mind initially recovered. Later, as my level increased and I controlled the origin of Xingchen, I completely removed the pollution.

"But the essence of pollution is actually the Yin divinity spreading its own ideas. Once you know these things, you know them, and they cannot be eradicated.

"The origin of Xingchen can remove pollution, but Taiyin can't. This is all fate."

Zhang Yuanqing was filled with emotion! Taiyin is the Yin side of the universe. Theoretically, it shares the same origin as the Yin divinity!

The Star Lord brought the topic back: "The marshal has been secretly investigating the truth of the assassination of Huo Zhengkui and the destruction of the Tongzhou Association branch. Although he doesn't have conclusive evidence, with his insight, he actually already suspects me. So he took advantage of my love for having children and arranged Lingjun's mother to be by my side.

"A Saint-level woman isn't scary, what's scary is the person behind her! As the person closest to me, sometimes just conveying some details is enough to make the old marshal understand many things."

"So Lingjun's mother had to die!" Zhang Yuanqing asked, puzzled. "With your deduction ability, you should know that the marshal must also know about Lingjun's mother marrying into the Taiyi Sect. You know that everyone tacitly understands this. Killing her is admitting that you have a problem."

The Star Lord smiled slightly, "She died in an instance. There were many witnesses. The old marshal has no evidence to prove that I killed Lingjun's mother, just like he can't prove that I was the one who destroyed the Tongzhou Association branch and assassinated Huo Zhengkui! And as a demigod, without evidence, he can't bring me down. Even he has never understood how I orchestrated Lingjun's mother's death. Of course, after this incident, I officially broke with him and became enemies who knew each other's secrets, so he had to die."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly understood many things, "So the marshal didn't join hands with you and the four alliance leaders back then, but chose the few rising stars he valued, the Carefree Four Heroes."

If he wanted to kill the old marshal, a demigod-level melee was indeed the most suitable place.

Speaking of this, he felt a sense of realization. "The Light Compass battle, you deliberately let the Carefree Organization get the core fragments, causing the marshal and the Void to be besieged by the crowd."

The Star Lord said calmly:

"Unfortunately, the Void's trump cards exceeded my expectations. He suppressed three demigods. In the end, I failed to obtain the core fragments of the Light Compass!"

After speaking, he beckoned, and Zhang Yuanqing's forehead involuntarily floated a golden sun wheel.

In the sun wheel, a golden crow was being pulled out slowly. Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank. Unknowingly, he had been trapped in the Ziwei Six Fiends Formation for nearly an hour, and neither his uncle nor the Wind and Thunder Duo, nor the Xie family ancestor, could break the formation!

He could only helplessly give up the plan to delay time and quickly took out the Merit List!

The awakened ones on the Merit List surfaced and were then obliterated by the golden light. A layer of dim starlight suddenly covered the Star Lord's forehead, and his Yintang (glabella) turned black. He was suffering the karmic retribution of weakened luck, and bad luck would follow!

Zhang Yuanqing transformed into a golden light and crashed towards the Star Lord, his right leg whipping out like the most terrifying whip in the world, tearing the space.

He wanted to take advantage of the Star Lord's bad luck to fight up close, seriously injure his opponent. The Star Lord, sitting cross-legged in the mud, calmly grabbed a metal shield from his inventory.

Zhang Yuanqing's whip leg shattered the shield, and the Star Lord used the huge impact to fly backward. During this process, the shattered shield fragments were attracted back like being sucked by a magnet, re-condensing.

This was a shield made of Xirang (breathing earth). The Star Lord raised the shield and blocked Zhang Yuanqing's successive attacks.

Bang!

The impact shattered the shield again, and the fragments turned into the sharpest shrapnel, embedding into the Star Lord's flesh with a series of soft sounds!

Bad luck had arrived. Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing used his elbows, knees, and fists to unleash the Solar Lord's terrifying power on the Star Lord!

The latter's half of his head shattered, his chest caved in, but he still calmly opened his arms. Pairs of illusory, thick arms grew out from under his ribs, closing together like spider legs to form a defense. He borrowed the power of the Bewitching Demon from the Ziwei Six Fiends Formation.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Yuanqing's punches were heavier than the last. The shockwaves made the entire space tremble like cloth, the mud under his feet stirred up waves, and the starlight overhead shook violently!

Even without using the Solar divine power, the Solar Lord's body still surpassed that of a demigod.

The destructive power of any prop couldn't compare to his fists. The Star Lord's eight arms closed together, retreating again and again.

Suddenly, his foot slipped, as if he had staggered from the huge shockwave, and he immediately fell to the ground. Bad luck had struck again!

Of course, Zhang Yuanqing wouldn't miss this opportunity and was about to give the old schemer a set of righteous iron fists.

However, the Star Lord, while falling, condensed an illusory Dionysus scepter in his hand.

Tuk!

The scepter tapped the ground, and the rule of falling was distorted into a flash.

He appeared hundreds of meters away, falling to the ground with a thud, avoiding the Solar Lord's iron fist. Then, the Star Lord dispelled the scepter and waved his hands, pulling open a magic table in front of him.

He skillfully operated it, wanting to use blessings to offset his bad luck. Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows and roared, "Ling Tuo!"

The Star Lord in front of the magic table suddenly froze, and intense mental fluctuations came from within the black moon above his head. The remnant soul that was about to dissipate seemed to have received nourishment and awakened.

While chatting with the Star Lord, Zhang Yuanqing wasn't doing nothing. He had been communicating with Ling Tuo's remnant soul, extracting and stimulating his anger, resentment, and unwillingness!

The power of the dead comes from the spirit, and the essence of the spirit is emotion. The stronger the resentment, the fiercer the undead!

Qing Yang Array, Fu Qingyang who was watching the Kingdom of Fear descend felt a little surprised, but quickly curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect that administrator to be able to spare the time to pull you into the instance."

Fu Qingyang's face was stern, ignoring him. Out of habit, he calmly looked around.

This was a barren instance, as barren as the Gobi Desert in the Northwest. A dark star hung in the sky, and the air was filled with a chilling aura that made one's hair stand on end!

It seemed that there was an invisible divine sword, constantly emitting sword intent. At the same time, the evil and crazed aura emitted by the dark star quietly made Fu Qingyang's blood boil slightly. He only wanted to fight recklessly until the end of his life.

"It's been a while, your level has increased quite fast!" The King of Fear said in a tone as if he was chatting with an old friend, "With your level fighting me is like courting death, there should be companions."

Seemingly to respond to him, another figure appeared out of thin air a few meters away from Fu Qingyang. The King of Fear and Fu Qingyang turned their heads at the same time.

The former was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly sank: "It's you..."

The man had a sports headband on his forehead, was tall and handsome, and had a sunny, bodybuilding-type image!

It was the Devil Eye Heavenly King. The King of Fear stared at him intently for a few seconds and then sneered, "I thought I had convinced you, with your obsession with cleaning the world, even if Primal Chaos speaks until his mouth is dry, it's impossible for you to turn back! Devil Eye, have you thought about it clearly?"

The Devil Eye Heavenly King actually appeared here, indicating that he still had the Solar Lord in his heart and chose to break with the Freedom Camp, otherwise that administrator would not have sent him in!

Fu Qingyang also looked surprised!

The Devil Eye Heavenly King pointed to his chest and grinned, "I asked it, what exactly does it want? It answered me, to clean the world."

"The King of Fear shrugged, "So what's the problem with destroying the world? The most thorough cleaning is destruction."

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"I used to think that the best cleaning was destruction, but after you left, I kept thinking, can destroying the world clean away the evil of human nature?" The Devil Eye Heavenly King shook his head. "The answer is no. Leaving this planet is just jumping from one cesspool to another, there is no difference in essence. Fear, you know, I was born in an orphanage, and my parents adopted me. They gave me love and warmth. When I lost them, I had a strong desire to destroy the world. But this hatred comes from the nostalgia for love and affection. It comes from the frustration with human nature and society. What I have always wanted is to clean the world, not destroy it. I still have expectations for human nature."

The Devil Eye Heavenly King opened his arms, as if embracing his faith, and said with an extremely firm tone, "I love this world!"

Because of the initial fusion with Taiyin, the Star Lord and the Taiyin Lord are equivalent to sharing one body. After Ling Tuo's remnant soul erupted, it instinctively fought with the Star Lord for the dominance of the body!

In Ling Tuo's current state, it was impossible to be the Star Lord's opponent, but what Zhang Yuanqing wanted was restraint!

Taking advantage of the Star Lord's body freezing, Zhang Yuanqing flashed behind him, and his right leg drew out an afterimage!

Pa!

The whip kick shattered the Star Lord's head, causing bone fragments and brain tissue to splash!

Under the blessing of bad luck, the attack was surprisingly smooth. The Star Lord's body plunged into the mud, and the splashed brain tissue did the same!

He was like a smelly loach hiding in his familiar environment, evading the pursuit of natural enemies.

And this choice was also Ling Tuo's will. The instinct to survive allowed the remnant soul to reach an agreement with the Star Lord when encountering danger!

At the same time, resentful spirits drilled out of the mud, each with a magic table in front of them.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't bother to interfere with the resentful spirits, and shot two golden lights from his eyes, finding the Star Lord in the mud.

His head had already healed. Zhang Yuanqing reached into the mud with his right hand, trying to grab the Star Lord, but the other party's body suddenly collapsed into clear water!

On the other side, the resentful spirits controlled by the Star Lord successfully completed the blessing, resolving the bad luck lingering between his eyebrows. Only then did the Star Lord dare to drill out of the mud, condense his eight arms, wear a black moon on his head, while defending against Primal Chaos's attacks, while using props to entangle, like a cat playing with a mouse, with ease, and never die!

After a burst of attacks, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt a strong fatigue surge, and the golden crow that was about to come out in the ten thousand sun wheels behind his head was finally pulled out!

It was wrapped in a cloud of starlight, throwing itself into the swirling starlight, like a paper boat turning with the vortex!

The golden crow struggled desperately, trying to break free, but could not escape the pull of the vortex.

The connection between Zhang Yuanqing and the golden crow was not broken, but he couldn't take it back. He looked at the Star Lord and sighed, "You win."

Seeing him stop, the Star Lord said indifferently, "You haven't lost yet. You can continue fighting. I will accompany you to the end."

"That will only make me lose faster," Zhang Yuanqing said.

Di Kong (Earth Sky) Array, what Xiahou Aotian saw was goose feather-like flying snow, the sky was dark, the snow had submerged his knees, and a cold current blew.

The blade slashed on his body like a knife, and he, an eighth-level Ruler, shivered violently!

"It's so cold!" He heard someone trembling not far away. He looked for the sound and saw a young man in a black mink coat.

He was hugging his chest and shivering. It was Zhai Cai, the single-lineage knight of the sixth generation. Xiahou Aotian was shocked and said, "Why did you also come in, you unlucky bastard? With your little skill, isn't coming here like courting death?"

Zhai Cai was equally shocked.

Hearing this, he twitched his mouth and said, "It's a balance in my heart to have an even worse guy die with me."

As he spoke, goose feather-like snowflakes and hailstones slapped the two of them on the face one by one in the cold current. They were clearly frozen until their faces were distorted.

Xiahou Aotian sneered: "Look at you, you're freezing! Like a dog!"

Zhai Cai hehe said: "Is it cold?"

Xiahou Aotian: "I'm cold too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Daizhi, the alchemist, cursed in the ring, "Why don't you take me off? Seek your mother! Seek your mother to die!"