predicted what would happen in the Palace of the Seven Kills at that time."The strength of a human race master shouldn't be weaker than that of a witch clan, right Wouldn't that mean there would be at...The Qingyi boy returned to his original form, his sword shattered.

Qin Sang caught the fragments, his arms trembling slightly.

The might of the Inner Lion Seal is waning, he's struggling to hold on, growing weaker with each passing moment.

The fragments could no longer reassemble on their own, and Qin Sang couldn't sense the aura of the sword spirit. He was secretly alarmed.

Kain's condition had clearly worsened.

"Could Lei Zu conceal the killing intent of his earth-shattering sword"

Qin Sang sensed his talisman platform, falling into deep thought.

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Within the talismanic altar, Lei Zu remained merely a phantom, seemingly possessing no extraordinary power.

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Just then, golden light shone from the sky, washing away the blood rain and restoring a clear and bright world.

Zhang Tianshi rode the imperial carriage back, his gaze fell on Qin Sang, his eyes filled with majesty.

Qin Sang's heart was filled with awe, and she was about to bow in respect.

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Only to hear Zhang Tianshi speak in a low voice.

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"Disciple Zhang Haichan, now holding the Dao Jing master's Bao Yin seal, delivers the Celestial Master's decree, summoning you from the Nine Heavens Golden Que... I commend your efforts in reopening the divine court, thwarting demons and evils, with virtues encompassing both conduct and achievement. You are hereby bestowed the rank of Zhengsan, a celestial immortal of the Nine Heavens Golden Que, and the Jade Mandate emissary of Shenxiao, wielding the seal of the Five Thunder Marshal!"

The Five Thunder Messenger Seal is the seal of the Messenger Lord of the Five Thunder Temple.

Unlike Wulei Courtyard, Tianshu Courtyard, and Beiji Driven Evil Courtyard, it is one of the inner courtyards of Lei Ting Jade Mansion and one of the thunder departments.

Now, the heads of various divisions in Tianshuyuan and Beijuexieyuan are mostly Daoist Masters of the Zhengsi rank, because Taoism is declining. The highest cultivation level is only two True Monarchs, and those below them are not as skilled.

The Five Thunder Monastery's lord, during Daoism's heyday, was a figure of immense power and influence. Now, such a high position has been bestowed upon Qin Sang, an outsider.

Moreover, Qin Sang, with his early stage of Refining Void cultivation, was actually bestowed the rank of a 正三品 (Zhen San Pin) immortal official and took charge of the Wulei Courtyard!

However, Qin Sang was famous but had no substance.

The Thunder Jade Palace wouldn't obey his orders, and the Dao Court was in disarray, so it wouldn't give him a single soldier.

Although it was just a title, with this imperial decree, Qin Sang would be able to act in the name of an immortal official from the Dao Court when he roamed the world. No one would dare to question his identity.

Zhang Tianshi expels words as if they were written, fire refines the red book, each character a zhang in size, with eight corners and rays of light, covering the heavens, flowing like gold, illuminating outer space.

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A golden light rolled out, the imperial decree transformed into a scroll, and flew towards Qin Sang.

Along with the imperial decree delivered by flying golden script, there was also a square seal.

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Qin Sang felt a change in her heart and summoned the talisman platform.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A golden light and a bolt of lightning arrived simultaneously, both plunging into the altar, manifesting as an imperial decree scroll and the Five Thunder Marshal's seal.

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"Another seal, broken..."

Qin Sang inwardly mused, over the years he had seen many treasures from the Daoist sect, most of them were incomplete. The Heavenly God's Palanquin was no exception.

The Wu Lei Si Courtyard seal, its inscription written in lightning patterns, surrounded by electric light. Unfortunately, the seal body is cracked and broken, and the seal head is even more incomplete.

However, it's better than the Heavenly Chariot of Patrol, and its residual power is still present.

At that moment, within the talisman array, a sudden thunderclap echoed, and the divine will of Lei Zu erupted in lightning bolts, causing the talisman array to tremble violently.

Qin Sang was startled. The divine intention of Lei Zu faintly materialized into a phantom image surrounded by lightning. He would receive an extraordinary guardian deity, but this guardian deity seemed to exceed the limits of the Lu Altar, showing signs of being out of control!

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This is when I understand, before this, someone must have set up a barrier between him and Lei Zu, to prevent Lei Zu from suddenly becoming the guardian spirit of the altar. His power would be too strong, and he wouldn't be able to adapt, leading to instability in the talisman altar. What's worse, it could even cause an explosion of the altar.

Next, he needs to stabilize the altar himself and contain Lei Zu. Only then can he truly become his guardian deity of the altar, shielding the aura of the killing sword!

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This probably can't be accomplished overnight.

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During this period, there is still a possibility of being discovered. It is a crucial time for the Taoist sect's return to the world, and it will undoubtedly attract much attention. The Taoist sect does not want to be entangled in this cause and effect anymore, adding unnecessary complications, so they have to send Qin Sang away.

The Luodan was in chaos again, which for Qin Sang at this moment was akin to adding fuel to the fire.

His face turned pale as he desperately stabilized the talismans. He then noticed the Five Thunder Envoy Seal flashing with thunderous light, something was amiss. Instinctively, he poured his divine sense into the seal, too preoccupied to feel the power of the seal itself. Suddenly, he felt much lighter.

The Five Thunders Envoy Seal and the divine will of Lei Zu are clearly deeply connected. It is a seal of the Thunder Department, able to help him solidify his talisman altar. However, this is only temporary. Qin Sang must take advantage of this time to find a cave as soon as possible.

Just then, Qin Sang caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. A stream of light shot out from Yun Hai beside him and was taken into Zhang Tian Shi's sleeve.

“The divine chariot has been taken away…”

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he saw Zhang Tianshi push his palm out towards him.

Qin Sang only felt enveloped by a gentle force.

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Qin Sang exclaimed inwardly, her eyes swiftly scanning the surroundings.

At the crucial moment, Qin Sang reacted quickly and with all his remaining strength, he absorbed the charred demonic corpse of the black demon peng.

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...Suddenly, he felt his body weight as though a thousand catties, falling uncontrollably downward.

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There is no divine court border, no land.

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Below, a seemingly endless abyss yawns open, an expanse of emptiness.

Farewell to Qin Sang.

Zhang Tianshi gazed up at the vast expanse of space.

The blood thunder has yet to dissipate.

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A faint glimmer of gold pierced through the cosmic storm, gradually forming a golden vortex in the deep space. Then, a golden thread descended.

When the golden thread extended from the vortex, it seemed to sense something. It suddenly stopped, its tip gently swaying as if hesitating.

Zhang Tianshi let out a cold snort, raised his Daoist scripture master seal, and imprinted it with golden script, crashing it toward the vortex with a deafening roar.

'Boom!'

The vortex shattered.

The golden thread of the festival is broken.

At the same time, Zhang Tianshi pointed his sword at the sky, drawing a void in mid-air, leaving behind a finger mark that pierced through the heavens.

This single finger actually tore open the skywall!

A virtual storm erupted around the fingertip, winds swirling, thunder booming, and dark clouds churning towards the sides of the finger.

As if opening the heavens.

Beyond the Heavenly Gate lay endless darkness, filled with terrifying storms.

These storms are not just void storms; after the storm, there is endless darkness that emanates an aura similar to the Abyssal Origin and Abyssal Sea. It's even more chaotic and terrifying than the Abyssal Origin and Abyssal Sea.

That is the River of Suffering, the boundless world!

The Divine Court has been exposed, there is no way to hide it. Instead of delaying, it's better to directly open the Heavenly Gate and enter the Great Thousand!

Zhang Tianshi, riding the imperial chariot, flew to the Heavenly Gate. He sat on the imperial throne, and below him was the Divine Court.

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The divine court manifested, stars and gold intertwined, a spectacle of wonders beyond compare, illuminating all directions.

In the abyss of hell and sea of suffering, the great demon cowered in its lair, shivering.

A Taoist cultivator stared blankly at the sky, gazing at the rift in the heavens. Those with profound cultivation could see the imperial chariot beneath the fissure and the majestic figure on the imperial throne!

The sky ripped open, the earth shook and mountains trembled, rivers flowed backward and seas overturned, like the end of days.

And it seemed as if Zhang Tianshi was riding atop the divine court, manipulating the earth, and taking all beings of this realm to ascend together!

'Boom boom boom...'

Behind the Heavenly Gate, a golden light vanished quickly, it was that golden thread.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

The golden thread couldn't withstand the master of Tao's seal, but it didn't completely disappear. In the end, a fragment remained, lingering in the distance as if observing.

Just then.

Amidst the storm, a radiant glow suddenly appeared, stretching for ten thousand feet.

Where the rays of dawn reached, they swept away all darkness. Even the storm seemed to be suppressed, giving one a sense of peace and tranquility.

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In the depths of the glow, there was a lotus platform of the eighth rank, slowly turning and flying towards the Heavenly Gate.

After the eighth-grade lotus platform appeared, that golden thread was restless again.

Zhang Tianshi saw the lotus platform, his brows furrowed, his face grave. He clutched his Daoist scriptures master seal tightly, ready to make a move.

Suddenly, a ray of green light appeared in the distance, heading straight for the Eight-Rank Lotus Platform. It eventually transformed into a jade wishful thinking stick and struck the platform.

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'Bang!'

All the glow has dissipated.

The lotus platform of the eighth rank trembled slightly, hesitated for a moment, retracted its precious light, and retreated into the depths of darkness.

The golden thread spun faster and faster, as if hesitating.

In the depths of darkness, there was a faint movement.

Zhang Tianshi's eyes flashed with surprise as he looked toward the direction where the green light was flying. In an instant, an elderly man appeared, riding on a cloud.

The old man had white hair and a blue robe. He looked like an immortal with a noble bearing, pure and natural.

The old Daoist summoned the jade Ruyi back to his hand and looked at Zhang Tianshi with a smile.

Zhang Tianshi tightly gripped the imperial throne's handrail, gazing at the old Taoist. He bowed slightly and asked in a low voice, "Are you a fellow Daoist from the Dan Ding sect"

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The elder nodded slightly and bowed, “Alas! Since the Divine Court’s collapse, talismans have been lacking. Now that Heaven's Gate is open and the Divine Court returns to its rightful place, how fortunate! This poor Daoist Xuán is here to greet the Heavenly Master!”

Having said that, the old man stood tall and sang loudly.

"...Boom boom..."

Like the roar of a great avenue!

Zhang Tianshi's eyes gleamed, he rose solemnly, returned the salute with respect, and sang in harmony.

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It is rumored throughout the world.

All the cultivators of the Daoist sect were filled with fervent passion. They held their swords on the ground, knelt on one knee, and sang fervently with ecstatic expressions.

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The sound of the jade decree is clear and resonant, shaking heaven and earth!

"Whew!"

A wild wind howled in my ear.

Qin Sang kept falling, as if there was no end to the depths below.

He seemed to have fallen into a veil of darkness, shrouded on all sides by black mist with no end in sight.

The black qi wasn't calm, it was filled with turbulence.

"Is this the river of misery"

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Just when Qin Sang was at a loss, he suddenly saw a light in the distance, and a figure appeared. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Tian Yue Shangren.

Tian Yue, the celestial being, bore a divine sword on his back, his robes stained with blood. He arched his hand towards Qin Sang from afar.

Before Qin Sang could respond, Tian Yue Shangren turned and left, disappearing into the depths of the mist.

Qin Sang struggled to call out to Tian Yue Shangren, but in a blink of an eye, he lost sight of the other.

The descent continues.

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Qin Sang recalled some legends, feeling like a demon banished to the Netherworld. The legendary underworld wasn't so different from this place.

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The might of the inner lion's seal was rapidly fading, his condition growing worse and worse.

To make matters worse, the power protecting him is also fading.

If he were to be swept into the river of misfortune, could he truly survive on his own until someone came to his rescue

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The surrounding black mist grew thicker and thicker, with nothing else existing, a complete silence, utterly hopeless.

Just when Qin Sang was extremely apprehensive.

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Behind him came a faint sound. Qin Sang turned his head and saw a dim light coming from somewhere.

A single leaf-shaped boat emerged from the black mist. It was light and buoyant, floating in the haze. On its prow stood a mast with a paper lantern hanging from it.

The light came from the paper lanterns, casting a stark white glow that seemed eerily out of place in the thick fog.

Under the lamplight stood a person, wearing a wide-brimmed hat that nearly concealed their entire body.

Qin Sang felt the falling sensation abruptly stop, and discovered she was already on the boat.

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Thank you for your help.

Qin Sang steadied herself, enduring the pain, and respectfully bowed towards the person at the bow of the boat.

There was no response.

Qin Sang waited for a moment, then raised his head. He found the man sitting cross-legged at the bow of the boat, motionless. The flat boat beneath him sped through the black mist.

Under the wide-brimmed hat, it seemed like nothingness, yet a black veil danced as if floating. It resembled a lonely ghost, in any case, not like a human being.

Qin Sang recalled what the first sword servant had said, that this mysterious person had existed for a very long time. Ordinary people couldn't possibly survive in the Nether River for so long, and it wasn't necessarily even alive.

He didn't dare to be out of line, staying put honestly, only then did he have the mind to observe the surrounding environment.

A small boat sailed on the treacherous river, incredibly steady. Only a faint glow from a paper lantern illuminated the path ahead, casting a gentle light on its way.

Unable to describe it as fast or slow, Qin Sang didn't know how far he had traveled. The small boat carried him, sailing on a black river with no end in sight.

Gradually, Qin Sang saw a different kind of scenery.

In the depths of the black mist, Qin Sang saw a beam of blue light. Just as he was about to focus on it, the light vanished from his sight, fleeting in an instant.

Although time was short, Qin Sang successfully captured the source of light. It seemed like a vast blue sea, with giant icebergs suspended above it, emitting a brilliant blue glow.

Then, Qin Sang saw many scenes that were incongruous with the black mist.

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This is a world teeming with life, brimming with energy. There are humans, demons, and countless other strange and wonderful creatures.

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There was a world of gray silence.

There are lava flows everywhere, yet countless fire spirits leap and play in the magma.

There are also similar water spirit worlds, wind spirit worlds...

Some are dense, some are sparse, and even two worlds connected together.

Some are born, some are dying.

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On the edge of the River of Tribulation, countless orbs floated, birthing innumerable microcosms. Most were chaotic or desolate, and the closer one got to the river, the more so this was true.

Seeing these strange sights, Qin Sang realized that these were small thousand worlds, actually nurtured in the Evil River!

Qin Sang recalled seeing the long black shadow inside the Abyss during the Storm Realm. Could that be the manifestation of the Nether River

Just as Qin Sang was engrossed in his contemplation, he suddenly felt a darkness before him. He discovered that the person at the bow of the boat had silently appeared in front of him. Startled, a shiver ran down his spine.

The first sword servant hadn't told him about this situation.

The brim of the hat drooped down black gauze, completely obscuring this person's body.

The man in the wide-brimmed hat stood silently before Qin Sang, as if looking through his hat. He didn't say a word.

The more this was the case, the more Qin Sang felt a sense of unease, a chill running down her spine.

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At that moment, Qin Sang realized that the person with their head bowed was facing his right hand. It seemed the hooded man wasn't staring at him, but at his right hand.

Instantly, Qin Sang sensed a change within the Qianjun Seal.

"It is Zhu Yu and that white chess piece!"

Qin Sang immediately opened the Qianjun Ring.

'Whoosh!'

A flash of light, and two objects flew out.

Under the straw hat, a pale hand stretched out, devoid of blood, like a ghastly hand, grasping at them.

'Click!'

The jade is broken.

Qin Sang was startled, but he didn't dare to stop him. He held his breath and concentrated. He was now frail and weak, utterly helpless, and could only hope that this person would take the treasure and safely send him to the Great Thousand World.

A black ray shot out from the clumsy jade, it was a black chess piece!

The black chess piece appeared, and the white chess piece immediately responded. The two pieces attracted each other, rotating around each other.

The trajectory of two moving chess pieces forms the Tai Chi, clearly distinguishing yin and yang.

The man with the hat seemed to be staring at the two chess pieces, but after a moment he turned away, drifting toward the bow of the boat like a soul, still sitting in his original place.

As the chess piece was about to fall, Qin Sang hurriedly reached out to catch it and looked at the hooded man.

"Senior…"

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Qin Sang wanted to speak but hesitated. Suddenly, she felt a flower appear before her eyes, and her vision was filled with light.

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The Ni River, the flat boat, and the mysterious man have all disappeared.

Ten thousand miles of blue waves.

Peace and tranquility.

(Volume 6 complete!)

Volume 7 of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is coming soon.

I caught a cold a few days ago and it hasn't gotten better yet. Because it's near the end of the month, I can't take any more leave. I'm just powering through and updating.

Right now, I just feel tired, really tired.

I'm going to take a few good days to sleep and adjust myself. I'll be resting for five days tentatively. (The End)

Please: wap.ishuquge.laer, once you feel overwhelmed, retreat immediately and don't push yourself too hard. If I get lost in the fairy formation, go to the Sky Tower to meet.""Got it!"Before the words could leave his lips,...