Twilight Boundary-Chapter 661 - 652: Put on a Show (Three More Updates)

"Oh?"

Mr. Longjing, who was preparing the third arrow, was indeed surprised by Hu Ma's words and turned his head to look at him.

At that moment, Hu Ma's expression was unprecedentedly serious as he said in a low voice, "When it was thought you had betrayed us, Reincarnators might have considered killing you. But knowing you've suffered this injustice, we won't stand idly by."

"Humiliation must be answered. These seven arrows are heavy for you, and they are just as important to us!"

Although Mr. Longjing maintained a polite smile towards Hu Ma, his eyes held only indifference and desolation. However, upon hearing Hu Ma's words, his pupils quivered slightly, and he smiled, "I take back what I said about you being overly cautious."

"To possess such courage is truly remarkable."

"But do you understand how terrifying the Noble Zhang family's frenzied retaliation and the Meng family's full-force assault can be?"

"How do you plan to deal with it?"

Hu Ma let out a soft breath. "That is my concern, Senior. Please, focus on preparing your arrows!"

As he spoke, he rose and walked to the edge of the platform. Looking up, he saw Eldest Master Meng laughing heartily, as if he had gained some major advantage, while Third Master Zhang's face was ashen.

With a beckoning wave of his sleeve, countless Evil Ghosts surged towards Hu Ma. Their massive figures loomed over him as they bellowed, "Audacious evil spirit! Surrender now!"

"Do you think occupying this small estate means you can rest easy?"

"Little do you know, this place was built by the Meng family's own hands! We can just as easily destroy it and let this entire foundation in the City of the Dead be buried along with you!"

Previously, when the situation wasn't as dire, the Meng family had indeed been reluctant to destroy these ruins. After all, though ruined, the estate's foundation remained.

With some effort, it could be rebuilt.

But now, having gained a significant advantage, this piece of land was no longer so important.

Even as they spoke and the Evil Ghosts pressed in wave after wave, countless little ghosts had already appeared all around. They permeated the depths of the City of the Dead and began their assault on the ruins. Since it originated from the Purple Tai Sui, what could be created could naturally be dismantled—and quickly too...

But at this moment, Hu Ma had already stepped forward on the platform. Staring at the Meng family's overwhelming tide of yin souls and Ghost Generals, he spoke with a chilling tone, "This is a matter between Mr. Longjing and the Noble Zhang family. Does your Meng family truly have the audacity to interfere?"

"A mere evil spirit dares to spout such nonsense here?"

However, Hu Ma's question only made Eldest Master Meng laugh. He merely waved his sleeve, signaling his underlings to intensify their efforts.

He couldn't even be bothered to glance at Hu Ma again and said coolly, "Come and kowtow now, and you might suffer a little less!"

"If you truly displease our Ancestor, not even a speck of you will remain."

Hu Ma squinted at the Meng family's Lord, his voice icy. "Then I truly must let you witness the capabilities of this 'evil spirit.'"

"Your Meng family... has provoked the wrong person."

At that instant, the Meng family made their move, and even the ruins beneath their feet began to crumble. On the Divine Descent Platform, Mr. Longjing started to prepare the third arrow.

Hu Ma, too, at this moment, retrieved three talismans from his robes. He slowly drew out a yellow talisman and, with a puff of breath, it ignited. The faint glow was inconspicuous in the Mist-shrouded Underworld.

Simultaneously, as Hu Ma burned the yellow talisman paper, countless Reincarnators, including Miss Red Wine, Er Guotou, Double Steamed Wine, Dazed Donkey, Floral Carving, and Monkey Wine, listened with taut nerves for news from the City of the Dead.

Hu Ma had risked everything, venturing alone to assassinate the Reincarnator traitor. Everyone was deeply concerned about the outcome.

Because it concerned the fate of the entire Reincarnator community, and being outside, they couldn't help, their hearts burned with anxiety.

Many of the more impulsive ones were already regretting not going down with him.

They held only two talismans: one red, one yellow. The Red Talisman signified that Old White had selected a target, and all Reincarnators were to begin their work. Thus, they had long been prepared, waiting only for the Red Talisman to burn to start their grim task.

As for the yellow talisman, no one wished to see it burn.

They knew what the ignition of the yellow talisman signified.

Yet, what they dreaded most came to pass: the yellow talisman suddenly burst into flames.

The moment the flame flared, it startled every one of them. In the City of the Dead, Er Guotou clenched his fists, his gaze fixed fearfully on the city's direction. What happened to Old White?! He didn't even get a chance to burn the green talisman I gave him! he thought, a silent, angry shout in his heart.

Miss Red Wine felt a chill run through her, her body trembling slightly.

"This is bad, this is terrible. How am I to explain this to Bai?"

But just as their panic reached its peak, Hu Ma's voice, carried by the yellow talisman, reached their ears: "Everyone, this is not my last message..."

"I am currently in the underworld's City of the Dead. I have met the senior who was imprisoned by the Noble Zhang family for twenty years. He is not Tieguanyin. He is Mr. Longjing, the one who once used a Nightmare Technique to curse the entire Yi Royal Family to death! And now, he is delivering his grand gift to the Zhang family!"

"What?"

Before they could fully recover from the joyous relief of Hu Ma's emphatic "not my last message," another shock struck them.

"Longjing?"

"What... what is happening?"

"Mr. Longjing was imprisoned by the Noble Zhang family. He endured immense suffering, even... humiliation!"

He recounted everything swiftly, his voice as steady and clear as he could manage, yet it grew progressively deeper, laced with a simmering rage.

"The fortune of the human world has shifted; the Noble Zhang family's downfall is imminent. Mr. Longjing prepared seven arrows for this world, and five have yet to be loosed. Now, the Zhang family is terrified, but the Tongyin Meng family intends to interfere, to take on this karmic burden for the Zhang family..."

"The Divine Descent Platform has already been constructed. If there is one, there can be a second."

"The Meng family can rebuild this platform at any time. By capturing any single Reincarnator, they can expose all of us."

"Most importantly, the Meng family relies solely on their Meng Family Ancestor, but right now, *it* has more pressing concerns than us..."

"So..."

He paused, watching the yellow talisman paper burn to ashes, then said slowly, "Everyone, it's time to act."

「...」

WHOOSH!

Just as Hu Ma finished speaking, the estate grounds beneath him had been mostly demolished by the Meng family's ghost-expelling forces. On the Divine Descent Platform, Mr. Longjing was not one for delays.

Seeing Hu Ma stand his ground, he focused his entire attention on the strawman before him. His blood-soaked robes hung straight, his brow furrowed, as he solemnly bowed towards the third talisman arrow.

BOOM!

This arrow pierced through yin and yang, flying straight towards the human world, towards Shangjing in the north.

Within that ancient and vast Capital City lay an Imperial Palace, sealed twenty years prior, now overgrown with weeds, littered with toppled skeletons and haunted by wandering vindictive souls.

The arrow shot straight through the palace grounds, directly towards Chengtian Hall, towards the throne entangled in countless iron chains and plastered with white talismans bearing the names of the Ten Surnames...

...That was the Dragon Throne!

Only one chosen by Heaven's Mandate could sit upon the Dragon Throne.

SIZZLE!

Where the third arrow struck, the white talismans on the throne simultaneously burst into flames. The iron chains clattered and fell away, and the throne saw daylight once more.

In that instant, rumbles echoed for thousands of miles, and clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, as if a dragon's roar emanated from deep within the earth.

This was not good...

Across the world, even though the remnants of the Yi Dynasty's government had long been suppressed by fortune and held no sway, various clans and ambitious grasshead kings had seized power.

These grasshead kings, ruling their patches of land, though many possessed strong armies and ample supplies, had all made the same choice: to temporarily hold their territories, bide their time, and await the opportune moment, not daring to contend for the realm.

They themselves could hardly articulate why; they only felt a vague, persistent pressure, as if something loomed over them.

Invisibly, something seemed to be watching, making them afraid to act rashly.

It wasn't that none had sought predictions from skilled individuals; the results often merely indicated that the time was not yet ripe, that hidden dragons should bide their time.

But at that moment, grasshead kings all over the world either woke startled from dreams or felt a sudden gust of wind rustle their great banners. Shocked, some slapped their tables, only to feel the pressure above their heads inexplicably ease.

The Meng Family Ancestor is temporarily not concerned with us?

Damn it, does this mean that if the Meng family ever frees up its hands, capturing even one of us could lead to all of us being exposed?

Mr. Longjing is truly incredible...

Damn it! Longjing is one of us, after all. How could we let the Noble Zhang family bully him like this? I won't stand for it!

In the deeper recesses of this world, Reincarnators hidden among humans, diverse in identity and region, fell silent for a moment after hearing Hu Ma's words. Then, suddenly, a torrent of various exclamations and excited cries erupted.

"Old White truly is the most audaciously reckless troublemaker among Reincarnators..."

「In Mingzhou, Miss Red Wine, who had settled there, quietly listened to those words, closing her eyes slightly.」

Beside her, a young man in a black robe, cradling a saber, whispered, "Does this mean..."

"Each of the Ten Surnames has its formidable aspects..."

Miss Red Wine said slowly, "If we were to speak of the most formidable, it would be the Meng family. Their influence extends over more than half the world. They have countless loyal Lords everywhere, and who knows how many grasshead kings they've cultivated."

"But by the same token, the Meng family rose by kowtowing. Once their Meng Family Ancestor can no longer attend to others, the Meng family becomes the weakest..."

"The weakest Meng family is now threatening all Reincarnators. So, what do you think should be done?"

The young man holding the saber beside her gradually widened his eyes, trembling with excitement. "Finally... can we?"

"Indeed!"

Miss Red Wine's smile subtly turned sinister, a hint of madness flickering in her eyes. "Inform all Reincarnators to act immediately! We're going to have a proper showdown with the Meng family!"