Calamity of Tomorrow

"So, I'll be taking the Bright Sun Sword Armor."

In the silent room, shortly after his return, Tianyangzi had come to visit.

Tianyangzi looked at Jue Ji and said, "After all, you understand that Zhou Bai, being a pure-blood human, must come first in the Daluo Heaven discourse tomorrow. To prevent any accidents, I'll take the Bright Sun Sword Armor."

Jue Ji remained silent, obviously because Wei Cangsheng had performed the Great Xia Supreme Technique earlier, which made the Immortals suspect him to be a descendant of the Ji Family. The Immortals also distrusted his movements mingling with Wei Cangsheng, worrying he might lose control on the stage tomorrow.

As Tianyangzi was about to leave, he suddenly said, "What if Zhou Bai doesn't cooperate with your plans?"

Tianyangzi replied, "He doesn't have a choice."

With Tianyangzi's departure, Jue Ji could sense a flicker of an Array's spirit around the house.

'Sending someone to monitor me? To ensure that I don't encounter any mishaps tomorrow and can be properly defeated by Zhou Bai.'

He sighed softly, a hint of reluctance in his eyes. Even with his skills in Sword Dao, defeating Zhou Bai without the Nine Realms armor would be too difficult.

After all, Zhou Bai himself possessed the Nine Realms armor, making his physical body unbelievably strong.

However, this bit of reluctance soon turned into resignation. Since the Immortals were confident, letting them deal with Zhou Bai seemed like a good idea.

Jue Ji raised his finger slightly, and a pure white flying sword floated in front of him, the Absolute Silence Sword he had taken from Jijian Pavilion, which had been his sword body in the past.

Without the Nine Realms armor but equipped with this Nine Realms flying sword, he could still compete with Zhou Bai tomorrow. However, with the Immortals' favoritism in the discourse, it seemed impossible for him to reprimand Zhou Bai and seize first place.

The Daluo Heaven discourse was finally coming to an end. Despite various issues and Zhou Bai's unexpected emergence, which dissatisfied him, things had turned out much better than he initially thought.

Stroking the flying sword in front of him, Jue Ji's spirit gradually calmed.

Next… he just needed to wait for a chance, wait for the Immortals to slay demons and cleanse the world.

At that thought, his blood seemed to heat up again.

Just then, a knock sounded. Jue Ji habitually scanned the area beyond the door with his Primordial Spirit. The next moment, his expression drastically changed. He suddenly stood up and briskly walked to the door, hesitating as he tried to open it.

His right hand grabbed the doorknob, shock mixed with disbelief, hesitation, fear, and panic flashing through his eyes, a tumult of emotions reaching an extreme.

Just then, a woman's voice came from outside, "Jue Ji, won't you open the door and let me in?"

Jue Ji's hand trembled harshly. He yanked the door open and stared at the woman outside, saying, "Who are you? Why are you impersonating Ye Bingqiu?"

"Impersonating?" Yan Zhen slowly emerged from behind the woman, "She is the genuine Ye Bingqiu, not an imposter."

Jue Ji looked at the Plague Department's deity in shock because of the latter's words.

The Ye Bingqiu in front of him slowly extended her hand. Under Jue Ji's tense and guarded gaze, she touched his cheek, looking at him tenderly, and slowly said, "Jue Ji, you've had a tough time these years."

With Ye Bingqiu's words, Jue Ji's gaze violently shook.

He held her hand, "I clearly remember you were already..."

Yan Zhen spoke slowly, "Many people also think Ji Wuchang has been dead for five hundred years." As he spoke, he reached out his hand, and a glass vessel containing an eyeball appeared in front of Jue Ji.

"This is the Demon Illuminating Eye taken from Ji Wuchang's body, it still works. If you don't believe it, try using it to take a look."

Jue Ji hesitated for a long while, glanced at Ye Bingqiu, and suddenly grabbed the glass vessel.

Moments later, he widened his eyes at Ye Bingqiu in front of him, who showed no change under the Demon Illuminating Eye, still appearing as before. This indicated that the other person was not from the present Mixed Blood Human Race, but from the past Pure Blood Human Race.

"It really is you..." Jue Ji said in disbelief.

Meanwhile, Ye Bingqiu smiled at Jue Ji and walked out the door.

Yan Zhen was already standing in front of Jue Ji, looking at him relaxedly, "We want to ask for your help."

Jue Ji looked at the retreating figure of Ye Bingqiu and gritted his teeth, "... What exactly are you all plotting?"

He had thought Ji Wuchang's situation was an exception, but now it seemed that the Four Main Gods had preserved more than one Pure Blood Human.

If that was the case, then why were they hiding it from the Immortals? Why didn't they use these people to propagate the Pure Blood Human Race? Why did they also show such strong hostility toward Zhou Bai, who was now exposed to the public eye?

All of this made Jue Ji feel as if he was enveloped in an invisible net, a vast and dark net hidden within history, now closing in on him.

The celestial god in front of him, Central City, everything seemed unfamiliar.

"We hope you will kill Zhou Bai," Yan Zhen said indifferently. "This is the collective wish of all the Main Gods, including Emperor Haotian."

Jue Ji clenched his fists tightly, "If I kill Zhou Bai, from where will the Immortals find the Pure Blood Humans to propagate the next generation of mankind?"

"Will you provide them?" Jue Ji stared at him.

Yan Zhen smiled, ignoring the question, "As long as you kill Zhou Bai, Ye Bingqiu will regain her freedom. After that, wherever you and she choose to go, we will not interfere, as long as you avoid contact with the Immortals."

"Think about it."

"Having such an opportunity to mend past regrets... is indeed rare through the ages."

As Yan Zhen was about to leave, Jue Ji suddenly chased after him, "Wait..."

But in the next moment, everything vanished like smoke, and Jue Ji came to his senses sitting cross-legged on his bed, as if he had been meditating halfway through.

"A dream?"

"The Array wasn't triggered, and those monitoring me noticed nothing... Was there really no one, or was it the Main Gods' doing?"

Jue Ji was stunned, then suddenly pressed on his left eye, as Primordial Spirit power surged into it, immediately feeling the difference in his eye.

'Is it really the Demon Illuminating Eye? Was that not a dream? Then Ye Bingqiu...'

He then lowered his head and saw a seal placed in front of him, Primordial Spirit power scanned over it, and Yan Zhen's voice appeared again in his ears.

"This aberrant weapon is temporarily lent to you, you can use it to kill Zhou Bai. The control method is as follows..."

He clenched his fist tightly, his face full of extreme conflict and hesitation, 'Celestial gods, what exactly do you want?'