“Old Marshal suspects you,” Zhang Yuanqing said with a hint of surprise. He knew that the Star Lord was not a fallen one. Before the battle for the Light Compass, he had not even made contact with the Free Alliance’s Demon Seed.

In other words, whether internally or externally, he was without problems!

For no reason at all, how could the Old Marshal suspect that the Star Lord was a fallen one?

The Star Lord spoke in a calm, slow tone, unhurried like a tea party: “Experienced The Way of the Extraordinary all know that Taiyin restrains the stars, but few realize that the Scout’s Insight also restrains the stars.

I wonder if you've heard the saying: No one in the world can lie in front of the Marshal."

"In the past sixty years, I have been in seclusion in The Way of the Extraordinary, living a simple life. On the one hand, it was to feign simplicity, and on the other hand, to avoid contact with the Old Marshal as much as possible.

Taiyin can shield the deduction of Astrology, and Insight can see through my arrangements and strategies. But sometimes deliberate avoidance itself implies guilt, and besides, some of my plans, no matter how secret, were still discerned by him.”

Zhang Yuanqing asked, “For example?”

He said meaningfully: “For example, the mastermind behind the assassination of Huo Zhengkui that you are investigating!”

Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes instantly. In the past, he would have asked for enlightenment with a face full of shock, saying: You old geezer, so you are the mastermind! No wonder I couldn't find you all along.

But now, he had a sense of sudden realization, not much shock or surprise!

"The assassination of Huo Zhengkui was to prevent the establishment of an official organization in the Second District, to avoid the emergence of a second Holy See?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

The Star Lord nodded lightly: “The political ecology and cultural background of the First District are destined for them to be unable to become a second Holy See. They even spontaneously organized forces and joined the Free Alliance to overthrow the ancient Holy See because they were not free. But the Second District is different. Unification is a deeply ingrained idea for every The Way of the Extraordinary. Division is an unforgivable crime. If Huo Zhengkui is allowed to negotiate with the local government, the official organization will be established 50 years in advance! Now, the most powerful orthodox organization will not be Heaven’s Wrath, but the First District. The efforts of the evil camp to destroy the Holy See will be in vain!”

“In that case, why didn’t you take the initiative to establish an official organization?” Zhang Yuanqing asked in confusion!

The Star Lord showed a meaningful expression again: “Tongzhou Association tried it, but failed. It was opposed by most of the members! Looking back now, failure was inevitable.”

He sighed, "In those years, we experienced the trampling of the great powers, the invasion of the island nation, and hovered on the brink of national subjugation. Everyone hated the great powers and was extremely sensitive to Western rule! Trying to establish an official organization dominated by Western forces at that time was an act against the trend, and those who go against the trend will surely fail!”

"So, at that time, you began to become a fallen one, your heart in the Han camp while serving Cao?”

"To be precise, it was during that period that I came into contact with the pollution of Yin-type gods. I encountered the gaze of Zhulong in an S-level copy of the Dominator Realm. My body and soul were inevitably contaminated. After leaving the copy, I uncontrollably killed my comrades-in-arms, resulting in the destruction of the Tongzhou Association branch!" The Star Lord revealed this past in a flat tone.

Zhang Yuanqing's majestic face finally showed surprise, and he sighed, "So it was you."

"So, the terrifying figure in the dream of Eternal Mountains and Rivers was you." To be honest, this was indeed beyond his expectation, because the person in the dream was obviously polluted and mentally abnormal, while the Star Lord was not polluted. Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing never connected the two.

The Star Lord did not respond and continued, "That was just a Dominator-level copy, and the degree of pollution was not serious. Moreover, the characteristic of the stars is a wise and firm mind, and mild pollution is not enough to distort my mind. After the village massacre, my mind initially recovered. Later, as my level increased and I controlled the origin of the stars, I completely removed the pollution."

"But the essence of pollution is actually the Yin-type gods spreading their ideas. Once you know these things, you know them, and they cannot be eradicated.

The origin of the stars can remove pollution, but Taiyin cannot. This is all fate.”

Zhang Yuanqing sighed inwardly! Taiyin is the Yin aspect of the universe. Theoretically, it is from the same source as the Yin-type gods!

The Star Lord brought the topic back: "The Marshal has been secretly investigating the truth of the assassination of Huo Zhengkui and the destruction of the Tongzhou Association branch. Although he has no solid evidence, with that insight, he actually suspects me. So, he took advantage of my love for having children and arranged Lingjun's mother by my side.

A Saint-level woman is not terrible, what is terrible is the person behind her! As the person closest to me, sometimes just conveying some details is enough for the Old Marshal to understand many things."

"So Lingjun's mother must die!" Zhang Yuanqing asked in confusion, "With your deduction ability, you should know that Lingjun's mother married into the Taiyi Sect. The Marshal must also know. You know that everyone knows it tacitly. Killing her is acknowledging that you have a problem.”

The Star Lord smiled slightly, "She died in a copy. There were many witnesses. The Old Marshal has no evidence to prove that Lingjun's mother was killed by me, just like he can't prove that the people who destroyed the Tongzhou Association branch and assassinated Huo Zhengkui were me! And as a demigod, without evidence, he can't bring me down. Even he has never understood how I orchestrated the death of Lingjun's mother. Of course, after this incident, I officially broke with him and became tacit enemies, so he must die."

Zhang Yuanqing understood many things at once, so the Marshal did not join forces with you and the four alliance leaders at the beginning, but chose the few rising stars he valued, the Carefree Four.

To kill the Old Marshal, a demigod-level melee is indeed the most suitable place.

Speaking of this, his heart moved, "The battle for the Light Compass, you deliberately let the Carefree organization get the core fragments, so that the Marshal and Void were besieged."

The Star Lord said indifferently:

"Unfortunately, Void's trump cards exceeded my expectations. He suppressed three demigods. In the end, I failed to get the core fragments of the Light Compass!"

After speaking, he crooked his finger, and Zhang Yuanqing's head uncontrollably floated a golden sun wheel.

A golden crow in the sun wheel was slowly being pulled away. Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank. Unknowingly, he had been trapped in the Purple Six Fiends Formation for nearly an hour, and neither his uncle, the Wind and Thunder Twin Gods, nor the Xie family's ancestor could break the formation!

He could only helplessly give up the plan to delay time and quickly took out the Merit List!

The awakened ones on the Merit List emerged and were annihilated by the golden light. A layer of dark aura suddenly appeared on the Star Lord’s forehead. He was suffering the retribution of weakened fortune, and bad luck would follow!

Zhang Yuanqing transformed into a golden light and crashed into the Star Lord. His right leg snapped out like the most terrifying whip in the world, tearing the space apart.

He wanted to take advantage of the Star Lord's bad luck to fight close and severely injure his opponent. The Star Lord, who was sitting cross-legged in the mud, was not flustered and grabbed a shield with a metallic luster from the item bar.

Zhang Yuanqing's whip leg shattered the shield, and the Star Lord used the huge impact to fly backwards. During this process, the broken shield fragments flew back like they were attracted by a magnet and re-condensed.

This was a shield made of Breath Earth. The Star Lord raised the shield and blocked Zhang Yuanqing's subsequent strike.

Bang!

The impact shattered the shield again, and the fragments turned into the sharpest shrapnel, embedding themselves into the Star Lord's flesh and blood with a series of popping sounds!

Bad luck had arrived. Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing used his elbows, knees, and fists to unleash the terrifying power of the Sun Lord on the Star Lord!

The latter's half of his head shattered, his chest collapsed, but he still unhurriedly opened his arms. Pairs of illusory, thick arms grew out from under his back ribs, closing like spider legs to form protection. He borrowed the power of the Bewitching Demon from the Purple Six Fiends Formation.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Yuanqing's punches were heavier than the last. The shockwaves made the entire space tremble like cloth, the mud under his feet surged, and the starlight above his head shook violently!

Even without using the divine power of the sun, the Sun Lord's body still defied demigods.

The destructive power of any item could not compare to his fists. The Star Lord closed his eight arms and retreated repeatedly.

Suddenly, his feet slipped, as if he was staggered by the huge shockwave, and he immediately fell to the ground. Bad luck took effect again!

Of course, Zhang Yuanqing would not let go of this opportunity and was about to give the old schemer a set of righteous iron fists.

However, the Star Lord, who was falling, condensed a illusory Dionysus Scepter in his hand.

Clang!

The scepter struck the ground, and the rule of falling was twisted into a flash.

He appeared hundreds of meters away and fell to the ground, avoiding the Sun Lord's iron fist. Then, the Star Lord dispersed the scepter, swiped his hands, and pulled a magic table in front of him.

He skillfully operated it, wanting to offset the bad luck through prayer. Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and roared, “Ling Tuo!”

The Star Lord in front of the magic table suddenly froze, and intense mental fluctuations came from the black moon above his head. The dying remnant spirit seemed to have received nourishment and woke up.

While chatting with the Star Lord, Zhang Yuanqing was not doing nothing. He had been communicating with Ling Tuo's remnant spirit, exploiting and arousing his anger, resentment, and unwillingness!

The power of the dead comes from the spirit, and the essence of the spirit is emotion. The stronger the resentment, the more ferocious the dead!

Qingyang Formation. Fu Qingyang, who was watching the Fear Heavenly King's descent scenario, looked a little surprised, but quickly hooked his lips and chuckled, “I didn’t expect that administrator could still spare time to pull you into the copy.”

Fu Qingyang's face was cold and he ignored him. Out of habit, he calmly looked around.

This was a barren copy, as desolate as the Gobi Desert in Northwest China. A dark celestial body hung in the sky, and the air was filled with a bone-chilling coldness!

It seemed that there was an invisible divine sword that emitted sword intent at all times. At the same time, the evil and frantic aura emitted by the dark celestial body made even a high-ranking scout like Fu Qingyang's blood boil slightly. He just wanted to fight at all costs, until the end of his life.

"Long time no see, you've leveled up pretty quickly!" The Fear Heavenly King said in a tone like he was chatting with an old friend, "With your level, fighting me is like courting death. You should have companions."

As if to respond to him, another figure appeared out of thin air a few meters away from Fu Qingyang. The Fear Heavenly King and Fu Qingyang turned their heads at the same time.

The former was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly darkened: "It's you."

That person had a sports headband on his forehead, was tall and slender, with handsome features, and had the image of a sunny, athletic guy!

It was the Magic Eye Heavenly King. The Fear Heavenly King stared at him for a few seconds and chuckled, "I thought I had convinced you. With your obsession with clearing the world, even if Primal Lord talked until his lips were broken, he couldn't make you turn back! Magic Eye, have you thought about it?"

The Magic Eye Heavenly King appeared here, indicating that he still had the Sun Lord in his heart and chose to break with the Freedom camp. Otherwise, that administrator would not have sent him in!

Fu Qingyang was also a little surprised!

The Magic Eye Heavenly King pointed to his chest and grinned, "I asked it what it wanted. It told me to cleanse the world."

"The Fear Heavenly King shrugged, "So what's wrong with destroying the world? The most thorough cleansing is destruction."

"I used to think that the best cleansing was destruction, but after you left, I kept thinking, can destroying the world cleanse the evil of human nature?" The Magic Eye Heavenly King shook his head. "The answer is no. Leaving this planet is just jumping from one cesspool to another. There is no difference in essence. Fear, you know, I was born in an orphanage and was adopted by my parents. They gave me love and warmth. When I lost them, I had a strong desire to destroy the world. But this hatred comes from the longing for love and affection. It comes from the disappointment with human nature and society. What I have always wanted is to cleanse the world, not destroy it. I still have expectations for human nature."

The Magic Eye Heavenly King opened his arms, as if embracing his faith, and said in an extremely firm tone, "I love this world!"

Because of the initial fusion with Taiyin, the Star Lord and the Taiyin Lord were equivalent to sharing one body. After Ling Tuo's remnant spirit erupted, he instinctively competed with the Star Lord for the body's dominance!

In Ling Tuo's current state, it was impossible for him to be the Star Lord's opponent, but what Zhang Yuanqing wanted was restraint!

Taking advantage of the Star Lord's body freezing, Zhang Yuanqing flashed behind him and whipped out a shadow with his right leg!

Pa!

The whip shattered the Star Lord's head, causing bone fragments and brain tissue to splatter!

With the blessing of bad luck, the attack was surprisingly smooth. The Star Lord's body suddenly drilled into the mud, and the brain tissue that splattered out did the same!

He was like a stinky loach hiding in his familiar environment, avoiding the pursuit of predators.

And this choice was also Ling Tuo's will. The instinct to survive made the remnant spirit reach an agreement with the Star Lord when encountering danger!

At the same time, resentful spirits emerged from the mud, each with a magic table in front of them.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't bother to disturb the resentful spirits and shot two golden lights from his eyes, finding the Star Lord in the mud.

His head had healed, and Zhang Yuanqing reached into the mud, reaching for the Star Lord. Unexpectedly, the other party's body suddenly collapsed into a clear stream!

On the other side, the resentful spirits controlled by the Star Lord successfully completed the prayer, resolving the bad luck lingering between his eyebrows. Only then did the Star Lord dare to emerge from the mud, condensing eight arms, a black moon above his head, defending against Primal Lord's attacks while using props to entangle, like a cat playing with a mouse, with ease, never fighting to the death!

After a burst of fierce attacks, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt a strong sense of fatigue coming. The golden crow in the Myriad Sun Wheel behind his head, which was about to come out, was finally pulled out!

It was wrapped in a ball of starlight, thrown into the rotating starlight, like a paper boat rotating with the vortex!

The golden crow struggled desperately, trying to break free, but could not escape the pull of the vortex.

The connection between Zhang Yuanqing and the golden crow was not broken, but he could not retrieve it. He looked at the Star Lord and sighed, "You win."

The Star Lord saw him stop and said indifferently, "You haven't lost yet. You can continue to fight. I will accompany you to the end."

"That will only lose faster," Zhang Yuanqing said.

Empty Land Formation. What Xiahou Aotian saw was snow as thick as goose feathers flying everywhere. The sky was dark, the accumulated snow submerged his knees, and the cold current slammed.

On his body, like a knife, even with his eighth-level Dominator level, he shivered!

"It's so cold!" He heard someone trembling not far away. Looking for the sound, he saw a young man wearing a black mink coat.

Hugging his chest and shivering, it was Zhai Cai, the sixth-generation single-lineage knight who had been called to a halt. Xiahou Aotian was shocked, "Why did you also come in, you unlucky guy? With your little ability, isn't it just courting death to come in?"

Zhai Cai was also extremely shocked.

Hearing this, he twitched his mouth and said, "I'm more balanced knowing that there is someone even worse than me dying with me."

As he spoke, snowflakes and hailstones slammed against their faces in the cold current, making their faces look ferocious.

Xiahou Aotian smiled coldly: "Look how cold you are! Like a dog!"

Zhai Cai chuckled: "Are you cold?"

Xiahou Aotian: "I'm also cold!"

Just after he finished speaking, Qin Dedai, the alchemist, cursed from the ring, "Why don't you take me off? May you find your mother! May you die!"