Chapter 2752: Blazing Fury
"Who put you in the coffin and sent you here?" Mi Tian War God asked.
Yan Zhexian felt a headache and recalled for a long time.
That day, outside the boundary of Luozu Cloud Mountain Realm, Guye Jing had taken Zhang Ruochen away, and she had used talisman techniques to pursue them at top speed. However, she hadn't chased for long before she was intercepted by Wujiang.
Then, she was attacked and lost consciousness.
After recounting all this, Yan Zhexian sat up from the coffin, looked around, and asked, "Where is this place?"
"Xian'er, wait a moment."
Mi Tian War God's gaze was cold and heavy, his divine spear gleaming with light as he stared at Wentong Great God, and said, "Now, you have nothing to say, do you?"
"Misunderstanding, there must be a misunderstanding."
Wentong Great God, a figure of great stature, quickly calmed down and thought through the intricacies, saying, "Wujiang could not have appeared in the starry sky near Luozu Cloud Mountain Realm. Some deity must have transformed into his likeness to deliberately frame me. War God, can you not see that some malicious individual is using a borrowed knife to kill?"
Seeing that Mi Tian War God's killing intent had not subsided, Wentong Great God immediately added, "Wujiang is not foolish; he would not do something so contrary to reason."
"Who sent Miss Zhexian to Wentong Divine Temple?"
Li Tan Demigod, kneeling outside the temple, was terrified, and said, "It was disciples of the Nether Hall from the Tianluo Divine Kingdom Star Region, following Wujiang's orders, traveling day and night to deliver the bronze coffin to the temple."
Wentong Great God bowed to Mi Tian War God and said, "War God now understands, right? The mysterious figure who captured Miss Zhexian is entirely using the Yama Clan, wanting to use their hands to kill me and Wujiang."
How could Mi Tian War God not see the many anomalies in this matter?
"But, Zhexian was still found in Wentong Divine Temple. This matter has touched the Yama Clan's inverse scale. If we do not kill a batch of related cultivators and bathe the starry sky in blood, how can the Yama Clan deter the petty villains of the world?" Mi Tian War God said.
Wentong Great God quickly said, "I will personally question Wujiang and also go to Luozu Cloud Mountain Realm to investigate, to get to the bottom of this matter and give the Yama Clan an explanation. Please, War God, give me a chance to clear my name."
"Additionally, I have prepared a generous gift for Miss Zhexian as an apology. I am indeed not free from involvement in this matter."
Mi Tian War God stared at Wentong Great God like lightning, put away his divine spear, and said, "Fine! I will give you one month. If you cannot prove your innocence, you had better bring your own head to the Yama Clan to confess your death. Otherwise, when I act, I will not only kill you but also annihilate your entire clan."
Mi Tian War God took Yan Zhexian and left Wentong Divine Temple.
Wentong Great God let out a slight breath, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and his fists clenched so hard they cracked, his heart filled with boundless fury.
In the Saint realm, he was a representative of the Eon level.
After becoming a god, he advanced quickly, having already survived two Eon Calamities, becoming one of the deities in Hell Realm with the greatest potential to impact the God Venerable realm, and even qualifying to compete for the position of Nether Hall's Young Hall Master.
Over three hundred thousand years of cultivation, how brilliant and shining it was—when had he ever suffered such humiliation as today?
He engraved his hatred for Mi Tian War God into his heart, vowing to repay it in the future.
Of course, even more hateful was the deity who had framed him from behind.
Li Tan Demigod cautiously stood up and walked toward Wentong Great God, saying, "Great God, this matter definitely could not have been done by Wujiang."
Wentong Great God glanced at Li Tan Demigod and said coldly, "Of course it couldn't be him! The Yama Clan could deduce that Yan Zhexian was in Wentong Divine Temple, but they could not deduce who captured her."
"Clearly, behind the unknown deity who transformed into Wujiang's likeness, there must be a Spiritual Power supreme."
"With such ability and the willingness to act, in Hell Realm, only the Void Great Calamity Palace and the Tiannan Life-Death Ruins."
"The one from the Void Great Calamity Palace is more likely, after all, the Destiny Temple both hopes the ten clans can unite and does not want them to be too united. If the ten clans become too united, what value would the Destiny Temple have? How could it maintain its current transcendent status?"
Li Tan Demigod said, "Could it be that it is neither the Void Great Calamity Palace nor the Tiannan Life-Death Ruins, but a deity from the Heavenly Court?"
"After all, with the war breaking out, the Heavenly Court very much wants to stir up internal conflicts within Hell Realm."
Wentong Great God narrowed his eyes and pondered carefully.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on Li Tan Demigod.
Li Tan Demigod was startled by his look, realized something, and quickly knelt down.
"Why are you so afraid? I just wanted to remind you that, in the future, things sent to Wentong Divine Temple must be checked carefully before being placed inside."
"Yes! Disciple understands."
Wentong Great God added, "Earlier, what did you see?"
"Disciple... disciple saw nothing." Li Tan Demigod knew well the ruthlessness of Wentong Great God, her lips trembling. If not for being pinned down by divine might and unable to stand, she might have already fled immediately.
Seeing nothing meant seeing everything.
"Boom!"
Wentong Great God struck down with a palm, turning her into a pool of blood and mud.
How could he let her live after she had seen him in such a humiliating state?
Besides, the fury in his heart had to be vented somewhere.
Wentong Great God's chest heaved violently as he struggled to calm himself. Now, he could only hope that Wujiang had already killed Zhang Ruochen and seized a large amount of Profound Meaning and Supreme Sacred Artifacts.
With such a grand scheme and such upheaval, he prayed there would be no mistakes.
"Hua—"
A message light talisman flew in and landed in Wentong Great God's hand.
The writing on the talisman was from the Imperial God of Life-Death Realm Star.
After reading the content of the talisman, Wentong Great God let out a furious roar that shook the universe.
"Boom!"
With Wentong Divine Temple at the center, waves of divine power spread outward, causing the Nether Hall disciples to panic, wondering what had angered the deity so much.
The three false gods sent out had all fallen.
Wujiang, Wentong Great God's most outstanding offspring, had been forced to flee into the Corpse Sea Forbidden Zone, his life or death unknown.
"You all must die."
Wentong Great God sent out five divine thoughts in succession, then entered the depths of the temple, arriving beneath a palm-shaped divine mountain.
The mountain was dark red.
Inside the mountain's belly, eighteen lightning chains bound a head.
Beneath the head burned purple Nether Fire.
The head had been refined until it was like metal, resembling a demon jar, from which harsh screeches occasionally emanated.
Wentong Great God cut the eighteen chains, took the human-head-shaped jar in his hand, and said coldly, "Xingtian, come with me to Life-Death Realm Star."
The Xingtian Jar was under Wentong Great God's control.
Wentong Great God had to go personally to Life-Death Realm Star, no matter what, to break into the Corpse Sea Forbidden Zone and rescue Wujiang. Otherwise, within a month, if he could not clarify the matter of Yan Zhexian's capture, would he really have to bear all the blame alone?
Whether it was the real Wujiang or a fake one, in the end, the culprit was Wujiang, with no connection to him.
Wentong Great God, carrying the Xingtian Jar, walked out of the temple. His remaining five false gods were already waiting outside.
Wentong Great God gradually calmed down and said, "You will follow me secretly to Life-Death Realm Star. Without my orders, do not act on your own."
With those words, the figures of Wentong Great God and the five false gods vanished outside the temple.
On a planet quite far from Wentong Divine Temple, Chi Yao stood within the formation array personally inscribed by Tai Shang, having witnessed everything. Then, she quietly left the starry sky where the Nether Hall was located.
...
Blood Butcher had just arrived at Life-Death Realm Star when he received a task from Zhang Ruochen.
"If you want to enter the Abyss of Darkness with me, you need to do two things for me," Zhang Ruochen said.
Blood Butcher scratched his head and said, "Two more things?"
Zhang Ruochen's gaze darkened.
"Two things, no problem. Leave it to me," Blood Butcher said.
Zhang Ruochen said, "As one of the top experts of the Death God Palace, you must have many trusted subordinates, right?"
"Of course."
Zhang Ruochen said, "First, you need to spread a message as quickly as possible."
"What message?" Blood Butcher asked in a low voice.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Zhang Ruochen and Bore Divine Maiden have long been betrothed to each other and have shared a marital bond."
Blood Butcher's mouth fell open, and he stared blankly at Zhang Ruochen, his scalp tingling, and said, "Senior Brother, when did this happen? You and the Divine Maiden... impressive, admirable, I am truly impressed. No wonder, a thousand years ago, on the day the Divine Maiden and Yan Wushen were engaged, Yan Wushen was killed by you. Until today, I finally understand the reason!"
"But why spread this news?"
Zhang Ruochen was about to speak.
Blood Butcher suddenly exclaimed, "I understand! I understand! After a thousand years, Bore Divine Maiden is about to step down. Once she steps down, won't the marriage contract be fulfilled again? Senior Brother is creating momentum, telling the cultivators of the world that Bore Divine Maiden is already your woman."
Zhang Ruochen looked at Blood Butcher with some surprise, too lazy to bother with his overthinking, and said, "You also need to spread that Wujiang deeply loves Bore Divine Maiden. It was precisely because he accidentally learned of this matter that his mental state collapsed, and he wanted to kill me, even claiming he would destroy Bore."
"He turned love into hate?" Blood Butcher said.
Zhang Ruochen nodded and added, "Second, you need to find some Nether Clan cultivators. Do you have any Nether Clan cultivators among your trusted subordinates?"
Blood Butcher patted his chest and said, "As a top expert of the Destiny Temple, finding a few obedient Nether Clan cultivators is as easy as turning my hand."
"Excellent."
Zhang Ruochen patted Blood Butcher's shoulder and said, "Have them spread a rumor."
"A rumor? A small matter." Blood Butcher laughed.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Have them spread the rumor that Nutian Shenzun is the Xumi Saint Monk of the Kunlun Realm, and that Bore is a cultivator of the Kunlun Realm."
Blood Butcher's smile froze on his face, his Adam's apple bobbing, and said, "Senior Brother, isn't this playing too big? Spreading rumors about a God Venerable will get many people killed."
"You're not the one spreading the rumor; the Nether Clan cultivators are. What are you afraid of?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Blood Butcher felt a chill run through his body and wanted to back out, saying, "Senior Brother wants to retaliate against the Nether Hall? To stir up conflict between Nutian Shenzun and the Nether Hall? But if Nutian Shenzun finds out we are using him, the wrath of a God Venerable is something we cannot bear."
Blood Butcher's voice grew quieter and quieter, as if afraid Nutian Shenzun might hear.
Zhang Ruochen said, "How could a being like Nutian Shenzun care about such a trivial matter? Do you really think this can be used to manipulate a God Venerable? The cultivators of the world will only treat it as a rumor and laugh it off. Forget it, if you won't do it, I'll use my Spiritual Power to control a few Nether Clan cultivators myself..."
Blood Butcher quickly said, "A small matter! Such a small matter, leave it to me, Junior Brother. When we go to the Abyss of Darkness, Senior Brother must take me along."