Shen Fengqing was extremely satisfied. The most important people to guard against now were Liu Feng and Qin Muyu.
As for other experts, hehe...
When attacking the Celestial Master Mansion, he had already dispatched people to the three entrances to hell.
He ordered the evil spirits to launch a fierce assault.
Although they couldn't break through the encirclement of the various martial sects, they could at least keep the masters preoccupied.
The Minshan Ghost Immortal looked down at the Celestial Master Mansion and said, "The sect protection formation is about to be activated."
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of light shot from the main hall of the Celestial Master Mansion straight into the heavens.
Immediately after, an energy shield rapidly enveloped the Celestial Master Mansion.
Seeing this, Shi Bingzhi prepared to leap down, but was stopped by the Minshan Ghost Immortal beside him, who said, "I advise you not to go down. This formation has a terrifying effect: anyone who is not a disciple of the Celestial Master Mansion will have their strength suppressed by half within the formation."
Upon hearing this, Shi Bingzhi was stunned. "It has such a terrifying effect? How come I didn't know?"
The Minshan Ghost Immortal grinned. "It's normal that you don't know. After all, the Celestial Master Mansion hasn't activated its sect protection formation for who knows how many years."
Shi Bingzhi then looked at Shen Fengqing, who stood expressionless beside him. "Aren't you going to recall your subordinates?"
Shen Fengqing looked confused. "Why should I recall them? This is their honor."
Hearing this answer, Shi Bingzhi was taken aback.
Was this the reason for the Divine God Cult's invincibility?
They would stop at nothing to achieve their goals, devoid of any emotion.
But when a person is devoid of emotion, they become a mere killing machine.
Shen Fengqing looked at Shi Bingzhi with a smile. "Shi, you are my partner, unlike them. I am clear about this distinction."
Shi Bingzhi remained silent.
The Minshan Ghost Immortal slowly spoke, "Now it's time for a war of attrition."
Shen Fengqing nodded, then looked at a disciple behind him and instructed, "Keep sending people to attack the formation until it's broken."
Inside the Celestial Master Mansion.
Zhao Liang, the junior brother of Liang Jing, gasped for breath and looked at the countless dead and injured fellow disciples around him, shouting, "Kill all the apostles of the Divine God Cult until reinforcements arrive!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
All his fellow disciples responded in unison and fought bravely.
Meanwhile.
Yu Daohan boarded a special vehicle from the Spiritual Affairs Bureau and rushed towards the Celestial Master Mansion.
Given the current situation of the Celestial Master Mansion, he didn't know how much longer they could hold out.
But how was he supposed to obtain the compass and hand it over to the Divine God Cult?
The Celestial Master Mansion would surely fight to the last disciple to protect the compass.
This was something he did not want to see.
He wanted to acquire the compass for the Divine God Cult with minimal cost and without arousing suspicion.
This was what he desired.
With this thought, Yu Daohan immediately opened the wooden box to see what treasures his three past lives had left him.
Upon opening the wooden box, he saw three items inside.
There was a pill, a black dragon seal the size of a palm, and a bracelet. At the bottom were three letters.
Yu Daohan immediately opened one of the letters, written by Zhang Debiao.
[You should be in your final life. I, in this life, am not powerful and fear I cannot understand the fate of ten reincarnations. Therefore, I have used my lifelong learning to refine this pill. This pill has no name, as I am not good at naming things. Let's call it the Nameless Pill. This pill is refined with the blood of a true dragon. I, using the Grey Family's supreme art of celestial observation, calculated that you would swallow a dragon pill in this life, and this pill can fully unleash the effect of the dragon pill. Congratulations on understanding the fate of ten reincarnations. — Kun]
Seeing the neat brushstrokes, Yu Daohan couldn't help but sigh.
This Zhang Peikun had good calligraphy.
Although he had never seen his appearance, he must have been a quiet and refined gentleman.
Yu Daohan then took out another letter and opened it.
[Hello, my name is Fu Pingsheng. I should be your eighth life. You must want to know my story. I began cultivating the Dao at seven years old... By thirteen, I could easily defeat fierce ghosts...]
The rest of the passage was his autobiography. Yu Daohan became increasingly speechless as he read.
Putting aside the messy handwriting,
The problem was the terrible number of typos.
Only the last two paragraphs contained useful information.
[This is the dashing life of me, Fu Pingsheng. I've seen widows bathe and kissed the village beauty's lips...].
"This..."
Yu Daohan was speechless and simply skipped to the next line.
He skipped to the last line.
[This item is called the Ghost Seal. It can suppress all Yin and evil things. It works wonderfully. I'm leaving this for you. — Dashing Fu Pingsheng]
"Heh..."
Yu Daohan let out a speechless chuckle.
This guy was really embarrassing him. Why was he so undisciplined? He was quite adept at petty thievery, though.
Yu Daohan reluctantly opened the last letter, but the content made him frown.
[This item is not from this world. I don't know what its use is.]
This short sentence made Yu Daohan's expression solemn. He then looked at the bracelet in the wooden box.
Not from this world, could it be...?
With this thought, Yu Daohan immediately opened the box and took out the bracelet to examine it.
The material of the bracelet seemed to be some kind of animal bone, white with a hint of purple.
Yu Daohan immediately put it on.
The moment he put it on, the bracelet vanished instantly.
Yu Daohan was stunned and immediately held his breath to check for changes in his body.
However, his body showed no changes. Only a black chain appeared in his dantian.
This black chain was very strange. It extended from his dantian to a door.
Yu Daohan walked up to the door and raised his hand, preparing to push it open.
But just as he was about to push it open, a familiar voice echoed around him.
"Now is not the time to open this door. Leave this place!"
As the voice faded, Yu Daohan instantly returned to reality, cold sweat already beading on his forehead.
He was all too familiar with this voice.
It was none other than himself!
Why was his own voice in his mind?
He wasn't mistaken; the voice was indeed his own.
Even more bizarrely, the voice seemed to have warmth, meaning it carried a life force.
What was going on?
This reminded Yu Daohan of himself in the painted world.
Could this voice be his?
Then who was he?
Yu Daohan had a bold guess: that person was likely his future self.
"You shouldn't be thinking about this now!"
The voice spoke, and everything around him fell silent.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Yu Daohan could clearly feel his own breathing and heartbeat.
Everything around him stopped functioning, like a clock that had suddenly stopped at twelve.
"You are...?"
Yu Daohan was about to speak, but his own voice spoke again.
"Forget everything that just happened!!"
The person's voice was like a command that had to be obeyed.
Yu Daohan felt something being sealed in his brain, and a flash of white light appeared before his eyes.
And the letter written by Yu Yi slowly became transparent, then vanished without a trace.
It left no trace, as if it had never existed.