bayedsolid Chapter 317 The Divine Decree Descends
Chapter 317 The Divine Decree Descends
Danyang City, on the border of Qingzhou.
The towering city walls were now covered with dried bloodstains, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.
This is the smell left in the air after so many corpses were burned on the spot.
General Wang Yong frowned as he watched the soldiers carrying the corpses onto the cart, a sudden sense of powerlessness washing over him.
Recently, with the news of the palace master's death spreading, the frequency of attacks on Taiping Palace has become increasingly frequent.
But the most troublesome thing is the supply from the rear.
Even though the Yin-Yang Palace controls the entire Qingzhou, the number of divine statues produced each month is limited, so it is impossible to cultivate a large number of Black Armor Guards in a short period of time.
Furthermore, due to the war in Bazhou, half of the new troops had to be diverted there, which made the situation in Danyang City even worse.
But today, the palace messenger brought news that they actually want to cast a huge statue of a god, about a hundred feet tall, here.
"Have the people in the palace gone mad? Resources are already so scarce, why would they want to build more idols?!"
The adjutant next to Wang Yong was cursing, but Wang Yong stopped him with a look.
Although he was not in the palace, he knew that this decision must have been made jointly by all the elders. Otherwise, even if it was just the palace master's opinion, it would not have been formally documented and sent here.
“We…cannot resist. Send word to send a squad of soldiers to work with the people in the palace to build here.”
Wang Yong shook his head, and finally said...
Upon hearing this, the adjutant sighed, then accepted the order and left.
"What are people in the palace thinking right now?"
Wang Yong looked at the gloomy weather ahead, his brows furrowing deeply.
At the same time, the border general of Wangyue City on the border of Qing and Ba states also received the same order.
Compared to Danyang City, the garrison commander here has no worries, since they have been in the lead in the battle against Baiyun Temple.
This was all because several experts at the Great Perfection of the Divine Mansion realm died inexplicably at Baiyun Temple from the very beginning.
It is said that the abbot of Baiyun Temple was furious about this matter and even investigated it personally, but in the end nothing came of it. However, this also caused Baiyun Temple to focus on internal affairs rather than the war against Qingzhou.
At this moment, inside the Yin-Yang Palace.
Ding Yi sat in the Xuan Guang Hall, looking at the blueprints and the long list of materials in front of him, but his expression remained unchanged.
Sun Qiao'er stood beside him, massaging his shoulders while explaining the entire process of building the statue.
"My lord, the best craftsmen in Qingzhou have already arrived at the palace and are ready to depart for the border at any time."
Sun Qiao'er said slowly.
Ding Yi hummed in response, but continued to flip through the blueprints in his hands.
As per Ding Yi's request, the statue's function was to collect malevolent energy and also to transmit it over long distances.
It is the advanced, enlarged version of the flesh-and-blood-sucking idol that Ding Yi encountered in Xiaotan Village back then.
Soldiers within a ten-mile radius of the statue can transmit their malevolent energy into the sensor, which will then automatically transfer the energy to the statue for storage.
This was a very laborious and inexplicable function, which led to considerable opposition from the elders within the palace.
However, the Zhao siblings still wielded considerable influence, and the design was ultimately approved by the elders.
Of course, Ding Yi's purpose was not that simple.
He wanted to create a terminal that could absorb the evil energy in sensors from an extremely long distance, which was the so-called idol.
He planned to use the art of weapon forging to refine this statue, infusing it with his own essence and blood, so that it could fly long distances and even change size.
This method is also described in the art of weapon crafting, but of course, the materials and effort required will increase exponentially.
However, Ding Yi didn't care about any of that at the moment. With a lifespan of five thousand years, he was fully capable of supporting the casting of these statues.
Imagine if a giant statue stood in the center of every state in the Great Liang Dynasty, and every worshipper poured in evil energy every day. What a terrifying number of years Ding Yi could gain from these statues every day.
Upon thinking of this, Ding Yi let out a strange laugh and then handed the blueprints to Sun Qiao'er.
"Well done. I need the craftsmen to finish this statue within a month!"
Sun Qiao'er was startled upon hearing this and immediately said:
"Sir, the time is too tight. I'm worried that the quality of the statues will be substandard!"
Ding Yi shook his head and said:
"It's alright, that's not something you need to worry about. Those craftsmen, each one will be paid in full, but their wives and children will be held captive. If they don't finish within a month, you know what to do."
Sun Qiao'er was startled upon hearing this, but she quickly recovered and immediately agreed.
Ding Yi also sighed. Looking at the grass outside the tall palace gate, the sense of oppression in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
Although he really wanted to use lifespan divination, he eventually gave up on the idea after thinking it over.
What's the point of knowing the outcome? Don't you still need to become stronger?!
This month was already the limit of what he could bear; if it were even one more day, he would feel like he was being too kind.
I am still as kind as ever. People outside call me "Old Devil Ding," which is a complete joke!
If I hear anyone call me by that name again, I'll kill them all!
Ding Yi made up his mind, and a huge weight was lifted from his heart. He then pulled Sun Qiao'er into his arms, stroking her smooth cheeks, and suddenly remembered the scene when he first met her.
Things have changed...
Several days later, within the territory of Hongzhou.
In Baiyu City, Qi Taibai, the abbot of Baiyu Temple and the true leader of Hongzhou, suddenly sensed something and immediately flashed to a large hall at the very back of the city.
Inside the hall is a statue of a Taoist deity with a peaceful expression.
The statue was about ten feet tall, sitting on a wooden platform, its eyes fixed on the entrance of the main hall.
On the shelf where the statue was placed, there were also more than a dozen smaller statues on the left and right sides.
These statues are all Taoist priests with different expressions, presumably the true immortals from the upper realm enshrined in this White Cloud Temple.
At that moment, the frame suddenly trembled violently, and then the expression on one of the small statues changed; its originally peaceful face began to look somewhat ferocious.
Upon seeing this, Qi Taibai immediately looked puzzled.
What's going on today? Why would these high and mighty immortals take the initiative to issue a divine decree?
At that moment, the statue with its changing face suddenly opened its mouth and roared at Qi Taibai:
"The lower realm's divine palace has slaughtered four cities, and two immortals will descend soon!"
The sound was not human; it was like the buzzing of countless flies flapping their wings, yet it was incredibly clear, causing Qi Taibai to freeze in surprise.
Before he could react, the statue that had just changed its expression returned to calm, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
"What happened?"
Qi Taibai was stunned for a moment, then stood there frozen in place.