I Have an Omen System-Chapter 86 - 84: Plague Monarch’s Burial Ground

"Jiang Chixia, you vile woman! You dare call yourself a member of the Righteous Dao, yet you use such a despicable trick to poison my entire Taiyi True View!"

The beautiful woman in the courtly dress froze, her eyes wide with confusion.

But in the next instant, she understood.

’Some powerful senior must have been unable to stomach the Taiyi True View’s vile deeds. Fearing retaliation from the Cyan Cloud Sect, they decided to poison them in secret, enacting justice on heaven’s behalf.’

"Thank you for your help, Senior. I will surely repay this immense kindness in the future."

Jiang Chixia’s eyes misted over. With a great wave of her sleeve, she began to burn her own life force and roared, "The chance to avenge our Sect has come! All disciples, hear my command! Slay these vile demons!"

The next moment, several purple-robed female cultivators appeared all across the mountainside.

They summoned their Magical Artifacts and, in unison, unleashed a barrage of spells at Xuanzhen Ascendant as he was Crossing the Tribulation in the sky.

Qin Xuan and Wei Qingyi, feigning being poisoned, lay on the ground and communicated via Telepathy, quietly watching the good show unfold.

Wei Qingyi couldn’t help but remark, "Junior Brother Qin, just look at the difference between these Sects. It’s massive."

"That woman from the Chixia Sect knows how to lead by example, but those old dogs from the Taiyi True View always send their disciples in first as cannon fodder."

"If you ask me, if those two Foundation Establishment Daoists had just transferred their own power to Old Xuanzhen, he would’ve successfully opened his mansion by now."

Qin Xuan said, "Senior Brother Wei, have you taken a fancy to that Jiang Chixia?"

Wei Qingyi reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his sword-like brows shooting up. "Utter nonsense! Am I the kind of person who likes mature women?"

Qin Xuan: "..."

’If I hadn’t seen you at the mortal world’s Imperial Music Bureau every single day, picking out respectable, mature women in their twenties and thirties, I might’ve actually believed you.’

The beautiful woman in courtly dress was like a violet blooming in a thunderstorm—graceful and proud. She slashed her sword down upon the illusory Purple Mansion in the sky.

CRACK!

The Purple Mansion shattered, and the tribulation clouds dispersed.

"Ahhh, my Great Dao Purple Mansion!"

Xuanzhen Ascendant’s eyes went bloodshot. He had no choice but to stop consolidating his Purple Mansion. His attempt at Crossing the Tribulation had been forcibly interrupted.

Without the power of the Purple Mansion to sustain him, Xuanzhen Ascendant’s hair, which had turned black, reverted to white, and his face grew old and withered once more.

His hair whipped about wildly as he roared, "Jiang Chixia, you’re courting death!"

Xuanzhen Ascendant’s gaze grew murky and sinister. Streaks of pitch-black Demon Patterns spread out from his neck, and even his long, white eyebrows were dyed an inky black.

An extremely evil Demonic Qi erupted from within his body.

"Old Dog Xuanzhen, so you really were cultivating Demon Skills."

The woman in the courtly dress raised her Purple Sky Longsword. "Today, I will kill you with my own hands and avenge my sister!"

Dense purple flames gathered around it, blazing like the sun.

Xuanzhen Ascendant’s face twisted in a savage expression as he fell into a towering rage.

"That bitch Jiang Hongxia was unwilling to help me in my cultivation. She deserved to die! If I had known it would come to this, I should have used you and the entire Danxia Sect as a blood sacrifice back then!"

The once sagely and immortal-like Xuanzhen Ascendant completely tore off his disguise.

Two pitch-black demon horns sprouted from the top of his head.

His once-righteous white Duster suddenly transformed, becoming a jet-black Demon Whip. Every swing carried a sinister, sharp aura of decay and malevolence.

Wei Qingyi’s eyes narrowed. "Something’s wrong. There’s a problem with the Cyan Cloud Sect. Old Xuanzhen hasn’t even opened his Purple Mansion, so how could he possess our Holy Sect’s True Magical Dharma Aspect?"

"And such a poor imitation at that."

Combined with the memory of that bronze-colored Lifebound Fragmented Sword from before, a terrifying thought surfaced in Wei Qingyi’s mind.

’There’s a traitor in our Holy Sect!’

Meanwhile, Xuanzhen Ascendant had been completely demonized.

With a flick of the Demon Whip in his hand, thousands of black rays shot forth.

It was like a dense downpour, with each strand of black light tearing through the void toward her vital points.

"No!"

The face of the woman in courtly dress changed drastically. She resisted with all her might but was still unable to neutralize the overwhelming assault.

Only then did she realize she had underestimated Xuanzhen Ascendant’s strength.

Even with her Chixiao Longsword and astonishing Purple Flame Divine Techniques, she was steadily forced to retreat under Xuanzhen Ascendant’s terrifying assault.

The light of her sword dimmed, and the purple flames began to die down.

Just then, in a moment of carelessness, the woman left an opening. Xuanzhen Ascendant seized the opportunity; the Duster in his hand transformed and wrapped around her wrist, then a wave of overwhelming Demonic Qi tried to invade her Spirit Platform.

The woman’s delicate body trembled as she resisted with all her might. A trickle of crimson blood escaped the corner of her mouth as she forcefully swung her Chixiao Sword to sever the Duster’s Demon Silk.

"Old Dog Xuanzhen, the next time we meet, I will kill you!"

The woman in the courtly dress endured the intense pain as she covered her disciples’ retreat.

Then, while she still had a sliver of clarity, she rode her Chixiao Longsword, transforming into a streak of purple flame that shot toward the horizon and vanished.

’So, this is what the Divination meant by "when the snipe and the clam grapple, the fisherman profits"?’

Qin Xuan couldn’t contain his delight.

Meanwhile, Wei Qingyi, no longer caring about being exposed, quickly used his Landscape Scroll to record the scene of Xuanzhen Ascendant’s demonization.

Although he was victorious, Xuanzhen Ascendant’s condition was far from good.

Not only had he failed to Cross the Tribulation, but he had also expended a massive amount of his core Essence Blood.

The Demon Skill had taken a massive toll. His figure swayed, his aura in disarray, as he let the Demonic Qi rage within his body. Utterly exhausted, Xuanzhen Ascendant collapsed onto the shattered stone steps.

The pitch-black Duster, stained with the beautiful woman’s crimson blood, slid to the side, looking eerie and terrifying under the moonlight.

"Damned wench..."

Xuanzhen Ascendant gritted his teeth in fury.

Gathering True Essence in his palm, he forcefully pulled the only remaining conscious middle-aged Daoist toward him.

Fang Hai panicked. "Observatory Master, I... I..."

"Silence!"

Xuanzhen Ascendant impatiently snapped the middle-aged Daoist’s neck.

Just as he was about to devour the man to restore his Cultivation, a silver-white long sword appeared out of thin air and stabbed toward the center of his brow.

Xuanzhen Ascendant’s pupils abruptly widened.

At his peak, he could have easily dodged it.

Now, however, his strength had long since fallen below Foundation Establishment Peak; he might not even be at the level of Mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

He barely managed to tilt his head as he retreated explosively, but the sword still sliced off a chunk of his head, splattering gore everywhere.

Wei Qingyi shook his head slightly. "A pity. You managed to dodge that, you old coot."

Horrified, Xuanzhen Ascendant let out a furious roar from his half-mangled head. "A Sinful Demon from the Blood Demon Sword Sect?!"

Wei Qingyi’s emerald, vertical pupils glinted. He didn’t waste time on words. With a flick of his wrist, he flung out nearly a hundred emerald-green iron pellets.

BANG!

The emerald pellets collided, setting off a chain of violent explosions.

The next moment, a large cloud of eerie green poisonous fog spread out.

"You’re a descendant of the Green Snake Primordial Evil Demon Monarch... a Bloodline!"

Xuanzhen Ascendant’s eyes were scarlet. The savage look on his face froze, replaced by boundless shock and terror as he cried out.

Wei Qingyi said with a grin, "You’ve got a sharp eye, old coot.

"But if you think you can stall for time by talking, just to secretly recover your True Essence, then you’ve severely miscalculated."

His scheme exposed, Xuanzhen Ascendant flew into a humiliated rage. "Brat, you’re just at the Third Level of Foundation Establishment! Even without using my Positional Divine Techniques, I can still—" Before he could finish, Xuanzhen Ascendant abruptly spat out a large mouthful of blood, looking down in horror.

He discovered his Flesh Body was rapidly swelling, with inky-green pustules bulging beneath his skin. In his sea of consciousness, his Divine Soul Little Man had already rotted away.

The blood he had spat out wasn’t crimson, but a bizarre, foul-smelling, eerie green.

"Go on, you old fossil, use your Positional Divine Techniques if you dare!"

Xuanzhen Ascendant felt a bitterness he couldn’t express. His True Essence was almost completely drained, suppressed as if by a mountain of heavy earth, and he couldn’t muster a single drop.

"Heh heh heh, if you won’t use it, then I will!"

A terrifying light glowed in Wei Qingyi’s emerald pupils. He slammed both hands downward and roared.

"Plague Monarch Burial—Activate!"

BOOM!

A deep, muffled thrumming, as if from the depths of the earth itself, pulsed outward, carrying with it an endless aura of plague and decay.

In an instant, with Wei Qingyi at the center, the blood-soaked crimson gravel beneath his feet lost its luster as a wave of corruption spread out in all directions.

Wherever the energy passed, everything rotted.

"Aargh!"

Xuanzhen Ascendant let out a pained wail as his Flesh Body, already covered in inky-green pustules, began to visibly wither and decay.

Wei Qingyi shouted, "Junior Brother Qin, now!"

Xuanzhen Ascendant froze.

’There’s another Demon Cultivator?’

Before he could even react, the surrounding void was torn open, and a pure, viscous, liquid-like crimson tide surged out.

"Annihilating Inferno—Slash!"