Calamity of Tomorrow

"Thunder, strike."

Xiang Tiandi stretched out his hand, summoning thunderbolts to encircle his body, as countless Thunder Dragons, like living creatures, roamed within a thousand meters, continuously melting the charging Heavenly Demons into molten iron.

But after a sweeping move, even more Heavenly Demons rushed from afar, clashing again and again with Xiang Tiandi's Thunder Dragons.

Sometimes the Thunder Dragons swallowed the Heavenly Demons, turning them into debris.

Other times, streams of light pierced through the Thunder Dragons, exhausting the vital essence that sustained them, and the entire Dragon dissipated into the air.

Xiang Tiandi furrowed his brow, a hint of confusion in his tone, "The Heavenly Demons seem to be gathering here."

Zi Yang True Monarch said, "It might be the noise we made killing our way here that attracted them."

Xiang Tiandi, "Perhaps, the Heavenly Demons are always an unknown variable. We can't delay... You must fully activate your puppet clones, and I will protect you. Unless absolutely necessary, it's best for our Primordial Spirits not to step onto Wanxian Island."

The next moment, Zi Yang True Monarch was enveloped in spheres of lightning, floating in mid-air, his hands forming a seal, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he reopened his eyes, the mansion on Wanxian Island was what lay before him.

The sounds of distant thunder rumbling up from the ground reached him, and Zi Yang True Monarch knew it was Xiang Tiandi resisting the Heavenly Demons.

Zi Yang True Monarch continued his incantations, and with the activation of the Earth Fiend's Seventy-two Transformations, he had already taken on the appearance of Ming Yue the Immortal, "Xiang Tiandi is overly cautious. Ninety percent of the arrays and prohibitions on Wanxian Island have already been handed over to us."

"With my Earth Fiend's Seventy-two Transformations and the Fan Tian Seal in hand, Zhou Bai and his group are completely unguarded. They won't even have the chance to fight back."

While contemplating the infallible success of this operation, Zi Yang True Monarch, now in the guise of Ming Yue the Immortal, lightly leaped, drifting towards the interior of the mansion.

But as soon as he flew over the mansion, he could smell a foul stench rising up, pervading every corner of the mansion.

At the same time, on every rooftop, ground, and porch, he saw lines and lines of crooked characters written.

"What is this?"

Zi Yang True Monarch's brow creased, as his superior vision and mental acuity helped him quickly scan a vast array of inscriptions, but in this moment, these superhuman abilities backfired, allowing the twisted, false information to pour into his sea of knowledge like poison.

"I! Zhou Bai! Master of the Imperial Sword! Will cherish this sacred blade and not turn it into a shit-stirring stick."

"The Heavenly Emperor is so strong, I, Zhou Bai, feel like I can never catch up to him in my life."

"I, Zhou Bai, think Zi Yang True Monarch is quite handsome."

"I, Zhou Bai, think Zi Yang True Monarch has quite the air of an Immortal."

"I, Zhou Bai, think Zi Yang True Monarch has the makings of a Marshal of the Thunder Ministry."

Reading these lines, Zi Yang True Monarch maintained his vigilance, but couldn't help feeling that Zhou Bai's thoughts were not a problem, quite good actually.

"So Zhou Bai thinks this way? But why would he write all these thoughts down?"

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And with such thoughts from Zi Yang True Monarch, a series of prompts lit up on Zhou Bai's auxiliary cultivation system panel. Almost thirty points of wisdom were deducted in an instant, causing Zi Yang True Monarch's brain to become slightly slower.

Looking at Zi Yang True Monarch, who was stunned in mid-air, Christina voiced her concern via telepathy, "Zhou Bai, are you sure this will work? That is, after all, an Immortal, and even if it's just a puppet incarnation, it's still an Immortal. Who knows where his true body is, who knows if he's carrying any dangerous magical treasures—can we really win?"

Zhou Bai chuckled, "Tina, have you been following me in vain all this time? Even if he's an Immortal, he's still someone who evolved from a human, just with more strength than us, a longer life than us. If combat was only about who's stronger or who's faster, then Daluo Heaven would conduct debates through weightlifting and sprinting."

Tina: "But Immortals are definitely not dumb... What if they see through your tactics..."

Zhou Bai: "Whether they are smart or not depends on the circumstances. Facing unknown information, unknown methods, unknown abilities, it makes little difference whether their IQ is high or low, and the unknown is our strongest weapon. I know something that he doesn't know—that's a fatal gap."

Zhou Bai observed Zi Yang True Monarch's condition and thought to himself, "An Immortal's heightened perception is great during normal times, but when faced with my 'Fool's' ability, it actually becomes a weakness. Instead of listening to my words one by one, Zi Yang True Monarch, relying on his super-strong perception, read a large chunk of words in an instant and was almost immediately affected by the 'Fool's' ability.

On the other hand, such a sudden drop in wisdom, while a significant advantage, is also such an obvious anomaly that an Immortal might easily notice something is wrong.

With strong perception abilities, such a precipitous drop in wisdom would make them aware of something abnormal within themselves, and then they'd notice the special nature of these words."

With that in mind, Zhou Bai sent a telepathic message: "Tina, get ready to act."

"Something's not right," Zi Yang True Monarch suddenly closed his eyes, withdrawing the scanning power of his Primordial Spirit, "My thought processes have slowed down a lot all of a sudden—is it because of these words? Do words have the ability to attack?"

A shock went through Zi Yang's heart, as he had only seen such a phenomenon in distorted distortions before: "Could Zhou Bai be capable of inducing distortions?"

Just then, a voice came from within the courtyard—it was Zhou Bai's voice, "Zi Yang, are you wondering if these words I've written are a distortion phenomenon?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Yang was startled again. With immense self-control, he refrained from looking at or reading any of the words, concentrating on the direction from which the voice came. That's when he saw Zhou Bai, bare-chested, wearing only a pair of Red Heavenly Armor pants, walking out.

Even after losing nearly 30 points of wisdom, Zi Yang still retained far greater intelligence than the average person. Seeing Zhou Bai's attire and combining it with the effect he had just experienced, his alertness immediately escalated to its highest level.

He maintained the appearance of Ming Yue the Immortal, and he smiled, "Zhou Bai? What are you talking about?"

Christina: "Stop pretending, Zi Yang True Monarch, I've known for a while that you were coming to capture me."

A strong sense of doubt arose in Zi Yang's heart: "Zhou Bai, you knew I was coming?"

Christina laughed, pointing at Zi Yang, "Zi Yang, your every move is within my grasp. Are you planning to use an Array to suppress me next?"

Zi Yang's right hand, which was forming an incantation, stiffened slightly, and a chilling sensation overwhelmed him: 'What's going on? How does he...'

Christina sneered, "Are you thinking now how I could possibly know that you have control over the Array and prohibitions here? Perhaps that information was deliberately leaked to you?"

A sensation of having his mind read kept rising up in Zi Yang's heart.

Especially since it was happening as an ordinary person speculated about him, a God of the Four Aspects, Zi Yang found it increasingly uncomfortable and repulsive.