Twisted Dreams-Chapter 118 - 90: Sect Leader of the Seven Commandments Society vs Sect Leader of Shu Mountain
"Palm Thunder!"
Lightning burst from Li Yang’s hand, several bolts of electricity crackling through the small pavilion like the chaotic cries of a thousand birds.
The seven red-robed figures charged forward fearlessly, facing the lightning.
Some were already scorched by the electricity, yet they did not slow down.
A battle erupted in the park.
These seven did not possess high combat power and were quickly obliterated by the lightning.
Li Yang removed one of their hoods, revealing a shocked expression on his face.
It was a decaying human face.
It looked as though it had been dead for a long time.
These seven people were actually dead!
Could the dead move?
Li Yang understood; there was an Extraordinary nearby manipulating the corpses.
He frowned and vigilantly glanced around, his Spiritual Power spreading like a spider’s web, until he finally discovered it.
A red-robed person was hiding in the woods not far away.
He pursued into the woods, and the red-robed person, aware of being exposed, quickly fled in surprise.
The red-robed person’s speed clearly could not match that of Li Yang, who had grasped the power of Thunder Technique.
He was quickly caught up.
"Stop!"
Li Yang reached out, grabbing at the red-robed person.
The red-robed person dodged, the robe was torn off by Li Yang.
Li Yang was momentarily stunned; it was a blonde beauty.
"That’s enough."
A deep voice came from the depths of the woods, and another red-robed person stepped out.
Unlike the previous, this red-robed person held a withered tree root inscribed with runes and arrays.
The blonde beauty quickly hid behind the red-robed person, coldly watching Li Yang.
Li Yang stretched lazily and yawned, squinting as he asked:
"It’s been a long time since I’ve had a proper fight, mind telling me who you are first?"
The red-robed person spoke in a deep voice:
"We are members of the Seven Commandments Association, followers of the King of Hell."
Li Yang’s brows furrowed.
He had never heard of the Seven Commandments Association.
The King of Hell...
He remembered that in the ancient tomb, the illusion from the Eight-foot Bride’s vision was about Hell inciting a war, leading to the End of Dharma Era.
Followers of the King of Hell, could they be followers of that deity?
Li Yang’s habitual thinking led him to believe that the history of the Seven Commandments Association likely traced back to ancient times, before the Tang Dynasty.
The red-robed person continued:
"Shu Mountain disciple, I advise you not to meddle in other people’s business.
Do you really want to oppose me for that unclean woman?
The world without sinners would be a better place."
As he spoke, black flames burst from the withered tree root, dense Yin Qi spreading.
Shu Mountain disciple?
Li Yang became even more certain of his suspicion.
Li Yang felt that he might not gain the upper hand against this person.
However, he was unafraid and full of fighting spirit.
Practitioners never fear battle!
A red scale appeared between Li Yang’s brows, his eyes flashing with lightning as he walked towards the red-robed person:
"Whether someone is guilty of something will be determined by the official rules and order.
At this point, it doesn’t matter; I just want to have a fight with you."
Ma Tao sneered:
"I don’t believe in that; I only believe in the rules of the Seven Commandments Association.
It seems we can’t reach an agreement, so let’s fight."
Ma Tao brandished the Ten Sins, summoning ten terrifying undead.
Li Yang, surrounded by lightning, instantly appeared within the circle of undead.
It seemed less like Li Yang was surrounded by the undead and more as though he was surrounding them.
.........
After an intense battle, Li Yang was panting heavily, a few wounds on his body.
Ma Tao was also not in good shape, with eight out of the ten undead dead.
Although the undead could slowly recover and resurrect within the Ten Sins using Spiritual Power, for the moment Ma Tao’s combat power had greatly diminished.
"I underestimated you."
Ma Tao said, directing the remaining two undead to his side.
Ma Tao and the blonde beauty rode on an undead, fleeing out of the park.
Even if Li Yang wanted to chase, his Spiritual Power wasn’t enough, and his physical energy was too depleted.
Chasing on foot wasn’t possible to catch up with the undead.
Li Yang took out a phone and dialed a number:
"Security Administration South Sea Branch?
I’m Li Yang, and there’s an unusual incident at the Park’s lakeside pavilion."
The Security Administration’s response to the Spiritual Energy Revival was quick.
During the Spring Festival period, they had already begun setting up branches in various first-tier cities.
They planned to complete the setup by the end of January.
The South Sea is where the Security Administration set up its first branch.
...
Shu Mountain Daoist Temple.
"Sect Leader."
"Good evening, Sect Leader."
Several Shu Mountain disciples who didn’t return home for the New Year and were practicing swordsmanship in the temple greeted respectfully.
Most of these Shu Mountain disciples had a strong sense of justice and a bit of youthful imprudence.
Zhang Xiaoyi nodded to the disciples and returned to his own room.
He sat in his chair, resting his head on his hands, gazing at the full moon outside, lost in thought.
"Seven Commandments Association....."
"Is the world really so dangerous now?"
"Could it be that the Imperial Capital is also very dangerous?"
A hint of worry appeared on his face, worrying about his parents in the Imperial Capital.
Perhaps, it wasn’t simply worry, but rather, without his master, he felt lost.
Zhang Xiaoyi picked up the phone, wanting to dial a number, but seeing it was already one o’clock, they should be asleep, right?
He pondered for a while, then sent a message to his mother.
"Are you and Dad doing okay?"
Unexpectedly, his mother was still awake and replied quickly:
"Your father is not doing well."
Zhang Xiaoyi was momentarily stunned.
Is his father sick?
Is his mother staying up to take care of his father?
Zhang Xiaoyi called immediately:
"Mom, what’s wrong with Dad?"
There was a brief silence on the other side, then:
"Your father is sick, why don’t you come back for a visit."
Zhang Xiaoyi rarely felt this tense.
Is his father’s illness so severe that even in the Imperial Capital it cannot be cured?
How serious is it?
Spirit Plants and Immortal Herbs should be helpful.
Once his father becomes Extraordinary, he could try using Spiritual Power to heal him.
Zhang Xiaoyi asked:
"Which hospital?"
His mother on the other side said:
"It’s terminal, untreatable, at home."
Zhang Xiaoyi hung up the phone and searched for flights information.
The quickest is still tomorrow morning, but there’s still a ticket for the high-speed train.
It would be almost morning by the time he arrives.
Zhang Xiaoyi quickly booked a ticket and walked out of the Shu Mountain Daoist Temple.
...
That deep night, Zhang Xiaoyi wasn’t the only one who couldn’t sleep.
South Sea, Half-Mountain Villa, study room.
The room was filled with waste paper, covered with various spells and arrays.
Li Yang held a pen, continually working on new paper, his brows furrowed, focused intently.
After the last bit of Spiritual Power was exhausted, Li Yang crumpled the paper emanating black light on the desk into a ball and casually tossed it aside.
He leaned back in the chair, his feet resting on the desk, lighting a cigarette, his mind in a deep whirl.
After obtaining the fourth talent, Li Yang wasn’t in a hurry to study spells and magic with formidable power.
In this world, he was almost invincible.
In terms of combat power, he was a Tier Four Death God, with the Eight Great Apostles and the Demon Club.
He wasn’t concerned about possessing the power to incinerate the heavens and boil the seas; what he desired was true ascension to divinity, to wield Divine Authority.
Moreover, rank advancement would awaken new talents, and among these new talents, there’s bound to be one with immense combat ability.
The key now is to intensify the Spiritual Energy Revival.
Currently, in Xia Country, there are four major Extraordinary Influences: Shu Mountain, Talisman Sect, Security Administration, and the Seven Commandments Association.
There are also some fortunate individuals who, through various accidents, consumed Spirit Plants and Immortal Herbs, opened up their Sea of Spirit, becoming Loose Cultivators.
These Extraordinary Influences and Loose Cultivators were the first batch of test subjects.
These test subjects had successfully helped Li Yang reach Tier Four.
Yet, to ascend to the divine throne according to his plans, these were far from enough.
More people need to become Extraordinary; the more flourishing the Extraordinary Civilization, the closer Li Yang gets to the divine throne.
Li Yang was researching a spell, or perhaps an array, capable of making more people Extraordinary.
He had his own approach.
To create a gigantic Magic Circle in the sky.
The essence of the Magic Circle is to share Spiritual Power, similar to what the old lunatic Mo Yulin described as enlightenment.
That Magic Circle would distribute massive amounts of Spiritual Power, and consequently, unlock the Sea of Spirit for a certain portion of people.
Li Yang exhaled a puff of smoke, his gaze deep and contemplative.
He suddenly realized that the current world seemed like an online game.
Zhang Xiaoyi, Mo Yulin, and others were beta testers.
The upcoming heavenly phenomenon would make a new group of people alpha testers.
The more players, the more devoted they are, the greater the profit Li Yang, as the game developer, would reap.
