The moment the two unknown experts had gone, Hengsheng left the place, disappearing through the Dimensional Vortex immediately.
When he finally returned to his mansion, a deep breath escaped his lips.
"That was close…" Hengsheng was relieved that the expert from the Ninth Heaven did not notice his presence. It would be trouble for him now or later if they did.
He had no idea why such a powerful expert appeared in that place. Hengsheng sat and thought for a while.
'Maybe the power of a Tier 7 skill appearing in the Seventh Heaven drew their attention?' Hengsheng assumed.
He thought his assumption was likely the case since when the skill scroll took effect, he, who was in the Maker Mansion, also felt its overwhelming power even though he was a billion kilometers away from the altar.
He thought that everyone who had a Divine Sense in the Seventh Heaven would also feel the Divine Sword's power the same as him.
And such power should not exist in a middle-rank realm Seventh Heaven; no wonder a powerful expert who could cross the void between heavens would sense it, like a wisp of light in the great darkness.
Hengsheng shook his head, thinking that one assumption could not answer the whole situation, and it might just be a coincidence.
Anyway, he thought he needed to fix the effect of the skill scroll—it was too loud, too overwhelming. It was good for intimidation, but he did not want to be noticed that much, not now. If he became super strong so that no one would want to challenge him, he would want to keep it the same.
Hengsheng looked at the skill scroll that he brought out of his Item Storage, and then, with his System Maker authority, he could modify the record of the things he had made.
He exerted his authority over the skill scrolls before him.
The existence records of these two items appeared—it was the system display, revealing all information about the skill scroll, every detail from its creation to this moment, and it still kept writing as he looked at it.
It was written in the runes, the language of the universal law. He knew how to read and write the runes, since they were the same runes that appeared in the profession skill he studied.
He made a few adjustments, limiting their area of effect and making the aura they radiated harder to sense.
[50,000,000 System Points deducted]
Existence record modification initiated...
Skill Scroll — Pure Sun (Tier 7): Existence record successfully rewritten.
[50,000,000 System Points deducted]
Existence record modification initiated...
Skill Scroll — Reflection Wall (Tier 7): Existence record successfully rewritten.
With this, he didn't need to worry about them drawing too much attention.
The skill scrolls' appearance did not change at all, as if nothing had happened to them.
He didn't inspect them but threw them back into the Item Storage as he sensed someone was approaching his chamber.
His chamber door snapped open.
"MEOW!" A small kitten figure appeared. She quickly jumped at him, trembling with fear.
"Sorry, the aura earlier was me doing. Don’t be scared," Hengsheng eased her panic.
Hearing that her human caused the sudden, terrifying aura to appear, she became angry and slapped her human’s face multiple times for not telling her in advance before causing such chaos, then she left.
"Meow!" She had to tell her demon beast underlings at the mountain's foot not to panic and that she had already gotten rid of the threat!
Hengsheng rubbed his face in pain. Recently, he had been bullied by the cat more often than before; he could only accept his fate since a fight was not an option.
Also, Yunsu's actions made him realize that the world must have been in chaos.
Just as he thought, another aura was coming his way.
Once again, his chamber door snapped open.
"Hengsheng!" Xiaorong shouted, his voice sounding very panicked.
Hengsheng looked at Xiaorong like an idiot. He did not answer the call but took out the table and the tea set.
"You may sit down," Hengsheng said as he began to prepare the tea.
Xiaorong was angry seeing this bastard still being calm even after the unknown, terrifying aura had descended upon them earlier.
"It's not the time for tea! You felt it too, right?! That aura!" Xiaorong said.
"Don't worry about that… it was me who did it…" Hengsheng said.
Xiaorong widened his eyes. He didn’t believe Hengsheng’s words—the aura he sensed was no different from the Grand Elder from their Lan Clan, those who had already stepped onto the Dao Path. Even though Hengsheng was incredibly powerful, he wasn’t at that level yet.
“Not my personal power, but the secret weapon,” Hengsheng clarified as he sensed Xiaorong’s doubt.
Xiaorong nodded in understanding. He knew this bastard had many things in his arsenal. He had long suspected this bastard’s system had to be a powerful creation class, since he made many things that shouldn’t be possible at his level, such as this whole Endless Wealth Peak or the Spacegate. It wasn’t impossible if he could make a secret weapon that could rival the power of a Dao-level cultivator.
"What did you do?" Xiaorong asked seriously, his eyes narrowing.
"Nothing much… I just annihilated the main base of the demonic cultivators," Hengsheng said calmly, as if what he did didn’t matter.
"You did what?!" Xiaorong screamed in shock.
Hengsheng’s ears hurt.
"Like I said, I annihilated them all," Hengsheng said.
"Explain it clearly!" Xiaorong urged.
Hengsheng couldn’t help but tell Xiaorong what was going on. Of course, he couldn’t mention the system or system item—he just made up a more acceptable version, saying he discovered an ancient single-use weapon in the ancient ruin and used it to blow away the entire enemy base.
Xiaorong’s eyes showed that there was no way he would believe this bastard’s story, since it sounded like something straight out of a novel—no such thing happened in real life. But he still nodded, pretending to go along with such a bullshit story, since urging this bastard to tell the truth was useless. Besides, there was something else he had to do.
"So, what do we do next?" Xiaorong asked, a hint of greed evident in his eyes.
Hengsheng did not answer immediately. He lifted the tea and took a sip, and smiled wickedly and mysteriously.
At the Myriad Dynasty Alliance gathering point on the edge of the Great North Plain Region, a sudden emergency meeting was underway. They had all sensed a powerful aura that seemed to cover the entire continent.
At first, those in this gathering point believed a formidable enemy was heading straight for them. But later, messages arrived from faraway places across the continent—reports that others had felt the same aura too.
Only then did they grasp the true weight of the situation.
“Xia Yu, is there any news yet?” asked the expert from the Gu Dynasty, looking at the Xia Clan’s senior elder. His voice was filled with worry, uncertain of what the enemy had done to cause such a terrifying aura.
Normally, the Xia Clan would provide them with information quickly and accurately, allowing them to handle their enemies with ease. But this time, they had already waited a week, and there was still nothing.
They were in the dark, hesitant to advance since they didn’t know what threats awaited them. If by next week there was still no news, they would have no choice but to take the risk and send their people into enemy territory to uncover what was happening.
Xia Yu held his talisman with a grim expression, waiting for a response. Silently, he cursed the Endless Wealth Company for putting the Xia Clan in this predicament—the trust others had placed in them now shaken. They had never disappointed before, but this time, they had let everyone down.
He couldn’t blame the Endless Wealth Company publicly either, since their cooperation was a secret.
Suddenly, the talisman within Xia Yu’s grasp responded. His expression eased—finally, there was news. He only hoped it would be good news and not another blow. Closing his eyes, he focused on receiving the message.
When he heard what it was, his expression lit up with excitement.
“What is it, Xia Yu?!” the others urged, desperate to know what was happening and why Xia Yu looked so relieved.
Xia Yu’s eyes snapped open and he shouted, “Quickly! Move the troops to the north! The rats are escaping the continent—the aura was just a distraction to delay our advance!”
Even as he spoke, Xia Yu could hardly believe the message himself. If it were true, it meant they had already won the war—their ancestral land would be theirs once again!
The cultivators from the other factions could hardly believe it either. For them, the threat from the demonic cultivators was always distant—only when the Blood Moon appeared did they become a real danger. They had wanted this rat nest gone, but they had never thought it would happen so soon.
One by one, they began leaving the meeting chamber, mobilizing their troops to the north. Some, however, looked at this sudden shift as an opportunity to move in other directions—seizing resource points while others finished off the remaining demonic cultivators.
In the corner of the meeting chamber, Ji Wushuang wore a grim expression. He was the most uneasy about all of this, because he knew what was supposed to happen—but everything had gone completely wrong.
“What’s really going on…?” Ji Wushuang murmured to himself.