Inside Jingtai Hall, Emperor Jingwu was rarely not reviewing memorials; at this moment, he was feeling agitated, almost spitting blood.
Just now, the Feng Shui of the Dragon Vein was disrupted, causing him significant distress, nearly fainting, and he only regained his senses after a good while.
Beside him, two little eunuchs were massaging his temples, but this could not alleviate the turmoil in his heart.
A moment later, Chao Mu returned to Jingtai Hall. Seeing the condition of Emperor Jingwu, he frowned slightly.
At this time, Emperor Jingwu pushed away the two little eunuchs and urgently looked towards Chao Mu.
"Great Companion, how is the Imperial Mausoleum?!"
Upon hearing, Chao Mu remained silent momentarily and then truthfully reported the changes in the Imperial Mausoleum.
"Dragon Qi is leaking, doesn't that mean Hidden Dragons and Rebel Kings everywhere?"
Emperor Jingwu felt a wave of dizziness, almost collapsing.
Chao Mu shook his head and said.
"This is both a disaster and an opportunity. If Your Majesty can recover the escaped Dragon Qi, not only can the Feng Shui of the Imperial Mausoleum be repaired, but the Dragon Vein can also be rejuvenated, extending the national mandate!"
"It's not that easy!"
Emperor Jingwu almost ground his teeth to pieces, but he could not blame Chao Mu or anyone else, as this situation was a scheme set by the Grand Ancestor of Daqian and approved by him.
As for reclaiming the Hidden Dragons, Rebel Kings, one only needs to look at the nearly ruined south and the currently crumbling various counties in the north.
None of those Hidden Dragons or Rebel Kings are easy to deal with.
The accumulated star generals of Daqian over hundreds of years are just so many.
"What a mess!"
In his anger, Emperor Jingwu couldn't help but sweep all the memorials in front of the imperial desk to the floor.
Looking at the unusually irritable Emperor Jingwu, Chao Mu frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
He really didn't trust that person's Feng Shui divination skills.
Amongst them, in terms of Feng Shui divination proficiency, the Dong Shen Ancestor was the strongest.
Yet, at this moment, the Dong Shen Ancestor was far deep in the Barbaric Region.
Watching Emperor Jingwu, who was still throwing a tantrum, Chao Mu thought to himself: "The Dragon Qi's leakage still affects the Emperor. This can't continue. I must find a way to calm him, otherwise, how can he manage the state affairs next?"
Chao Mu contemplated ways to reduce the leakage of Dragon Qi.
The main thing now is to let Emperor Jingwu control the overall situation.
His gaze shifted abruptly towards the direction of the Observatory Platform.
Perhaps Zhang Jian on the Observatory Platform might have a way to temporarily exempt the Emperor from the influence of the Dragon Qi.
...
On the Observatory Platform, Zhang Jian did not pay much attention to the changes in the Imperial Mausoleum.
Although the Zhang Family had grown, they had only just grasped control over the general situation in Fengyang County, and their influence was still far from sufficient, requiring time to develop.
He had no reason to covet whatever trickery was inside the Dragon Vein.
He was currently sitting cross-legged in front of the Observatory Platform, repeatedly attempting Yin Spirit Emergence, utilizing the abundant conditions of the Observatory Platform to continuously convert his Soul Origin into a complete Yin Spirit foundation.
The materialized Yin Spirit, having gained the Soul Origin, seemed to emanate a clear light from its depths like a silver moon.
If this scene were to spread, it would astonish many.
Materialization of the Yin Spirit is very rare.
Usually, only the Primordial Spirit of a Primordial Spirit Master can materialize and attain true enlightenment!
Under the moonlight, his Yin Spirit was unusually grand, with clear light emanating from his body, and the Taiyin Moonlight above his head seemed almost tangible, transforming into a massive pillar of light that merged into the Observatory Platform.
The Observatory Platform itself could attract the Power of the Three Lights of the sun, moon, and stars; Zhang Jian was not too concerned, unafraid of others discovering.
Otherwise, he would rather purely gather the Sheji Qiankun Spiritual Mechanism, cultivate slower, and keep his trump card hidden.
Not long after, Zhang Jian felt a part of the diamond-like Soul within him dissolving once more into its origin. With the integration of the clear light, his Yin Spirit began to transform, resembling a diamond, with a trace of immortality and a flavor of tenacity.
Zhang Jian was certain that no other Yin Spirit Venerable's Yin Spirit was as peculiarly tenacious as his.
Ordinary Yin Spirits are extremely fragile.
For instance, the Gu God Ancestor of the Xuan Du Sect, though claimed to be the undying Gu God, also hides his Yin Spirit within a poisonous insect, relying on the shell for protection to remain immortal.
Or relying on a Mysterious Technique, splitting the Yin Spirit into many parts, able to coalesce or disperse, yet if burned with Thunder Flame Fire, would still be destroyed.
But Zhang Jian felt that his diamondized Yin Spirit could withstand, let alone thunder, even attacks from a Divine Weapon...
Perhaps because of this transformation, his incense seemed to possess a miraculous effect?
Zhang Jian pondered internally.
But regardless, this transformation was beneficial to him.
After the materialization of the Yin Spirit, the cultivation at the Yin Spirit Stage would undoubtedly be more smooth.
After midnight, Zhang Jian sensed more intense Taiyin Cold Qi within the Taiyin Moonlight and thus proactively withdrew his Yin Spirit.
Excessive Taiyin Cold Qi is not only unbeneficial to the Yin Spirit but also hinders the operation of the Yin God Divine Sense, requiring time to expel.
Nonetheless, after the Yin Spirit returned to his body, Zhang Jian continued cultivating for several more hours until the first ray of morning purple energy appeared on the horizon.
He operated the Treasure Record and absorbed some of the Rising Sun True Flame, increasing his Magical Power and invigorating his blood and energy, only then completing his cultivation.
He sensed his Yin God Divine Sense had grown somewhat again, appearing vastly superior to that of an ordinary Yin Spirit Venerable.
"Perhaps I can make a charge towards those five divine cities in the Profound Void!"
He raised his head to gaze at the distant sunset, a look of excitement flickering in his eyes.
He knew the coordinates of those five Divine Cities deep within the Profound Void, only requiring the cultivation of a specific Yin Spirit Technique to lock down their existence, allowing his Yin Spirit to traverse into them.
Those five Divine Cities were named Wu Ming, Tai Xu, Wu Wang, True Realm, and Xuan Guan respectively.
Each corresponds to one of the five stages of cultivation in the Yin Spirit Realm.
Each Divine City seemed to contain a portion of the Divine Profound of Yin Spirit Realm cultivation, left by ancient Great Powers, with additional opportunities inside.
However, before that, Zhang Jian planned to first return to the Tongshan Dao Lineage.
Having ascended to Yin Spirit Venerable, his own treatment would naturally change.
He should seize this opportunity to consult True Monarch Zhanmo!
It's rare that True Monarch Zhanmo isn't wandering around; missing this opportunity would mean losing it entirely.
...
Zhang Jian was in no hurry.
At this time, Zhang Jian stepped in front of the altar, where the Demon Suppression Tower was unusually calm during this period.
Many demon fiends had been tormented by him long enough to become frightened.
Within the Demon Suppression Tower, as Zhang Jian approached, the owners of many pairs of eyes seemed to hold their breaths.
Even on the 6th Layer, the flower demon that had always played dead, as if heartbroken, now had sweat bristles standing up on its petals.
Zhang Jian smiled warmly, yet his gaze fell upon the middle of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Demon Suppression Tower, 7th Layer
At this moment, Zhang Jian extended a hand.
"Seven-tail, let's get a bit more intimate now!"
At this moment, Zhang Jian revealed a slight smile, while the Seven-tailed Celestial Fox within the 7th Layer had its sweat bristles standing on end.
"Fake Daoism, how dare you use this magic to bring harm to my palace?"