Outside the Sword Pavilion, Huang Taiji stared at the floating sword formation before him, speaking in a steady tone: "Cai Longshen, we have lost the initiative..." Huang Taiji paused for several seconds. Originally, he had intended to say that the influence of Yi-chuan Mei on Cai Longshen could be overlooked, and that with everyone uniting and giving it their all in the final push. But considering that Cai Longshen, as the grandson of the Grand Elder, was used to being held in high regard, such words would only provoke anger and resistance. So he adjusted his words: "Now, our last hope is to awaken the Primordial Sovereign." In truth, if Cai Longshen were not afraid of battle and the Primordial Sovereign were awake and active, the Order of Harmony would have a strong chance of victory—indeed, a certain victory. After all, within the forces of chaos, there was the Primordial Sovereign's beloved companion. Yet, circumstances are unpredictable; reality is not merely a matter of data comparison—it is full of variables. From within the Sword Pavilion, Cai Longshen's cold voice echoed: "That's your problem. I can leave at any time. For "I can leave anytime..." Huang Taiji furrowed his brow, then understood, "Ah, now I see." Xiao Yuan spoke loudly: "Since you can leave at any moment and have no need to fear battle, if you win, it's a turnaround; if you lose, it's merely retracing your original path." "But this involves risk—I have no reason to take that risk!" Cai Longshen wasn't easily convinced, and scoffed coldly, "Why do you think the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign can be awakened? Even if he wakes up, does that guarantee he can defeat the evil faction?" Yin Yao, her head resting on the small headset at her waist, said, "The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign is a celestial official. When he subdued the water-element阴entities, he must have examined his own facial features. He knows he has a chance to survive, so he's willing to make this final effort." This is why she firmly believes the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign can be awakened. If his fate had been certain to be fatal from the start, he would not have chosen this path. The very fact that he has chosen it proves that he saw a glimmer of hope in his own facial features. Yet the subsequent developments turned out unexpected—he remained in a state of neither alive nor dead, unconscious. Cai Longshen scoffed, "Make a final stand, and turn yourself into a living corpse? If you can awaken Yuanshiben, why wait until now? Just draw a big picture and expect me to rush in and fight? No more words. I won't help you." With that, he turned his back on the two figures and the corpse outside the sword pavilion. Xiao Yuan and Yin Yao, neither of whom were delicate in nature, felt a growing sense of despair as their last hope grew increasingly indifferent and passive. "Let's go," Xiao Yuan said, clutching her chest and stumbling away. Yin Yao followed in silence. Huang Taiqi stood gazing at the sword pavilion, lingering for a long time before quietly turning and walking away. ... The ancestral cemetery of Muqing family was overgrown with weeds, the pale stone markers blending harmoniously with the lush wild grass. "Thud... thud... thud..." A deep, resonant tapping sound came from within the stone sarcophagus, as if Yuanshiben had finally come back to life. Yet the Greedy Divine General and others knew clearly that what had revived was not the prodigy of the Five Elements Alliance, but the water-based spiritual energy infused within him. The Greedy Divine General raised his blood-red longsword and struck with great force. "Ho!" The blade embedded itself in the stone armor, yet failed to cleave through. He lifted the sword again, his arm muscles bulging with effort, and struck seven times before shattering the powers of "Prayer" and "Mountain God," causing the hard, gray-white stone armor to crack and crumble, revealing the Primordial Sovereign inside the coffin. The human form within the coffin, now blackened, trembled violently, black light rippling from its waist, striking against the stone coffin. The evil-aligned figures stepped back in unison. The Greedy Divine General, having suffered setbacks, suppressed his desire for the artifact and dared not advance. Yuchuan Mi stepped back, focused her senses, and smiled: "There is a presence of spirit—its soul has awakened." She once again sensed the aura of the malevolent entity and felt the tremors of the soul fragments. "But it seems unable to leave the Primordial Sovereign Bai Renzan stared at the violently trembling figure. In the earlier coffins, as the seals were lifted, the "malevolent beings" within had spontaneously emerged, drifting gracefully toward the cemetery. "It has been sealed—by Yuan Shi Tian Zun, using some means, embedded within its very body. Remarkable indeed, such a promising successor," the Greedy Deity frowned, now facing a new challenge: "We must find a way to break the seal." "No—wait!" Yuchuan Mei seemed to sense something, gazing toward Mo Congfu's tomb, her gaze as if piercing through the green stone and into the inner sanctum. "I can feel something awakening within." As her words fell, seemingly responding to the call of the water-based spiritual energy, Mo Congfu's ancestral tomb shook violently, and the entire cemetery trembled, as though an earthquake had struck. Immediately, the stones sealing the tomb burst open with a thunderous roar, and a blazing, fiery orb of intense heat erupted from the grave, its scorching heat forcing the Greedy Deity and others to retreat in alarm. The ball of fire circled the cemetery once before descending straight down, impacting the stone sarcophagus and entering Yuan-Shi Tian-Zun's body. "Unable to reclaim the water-based spiritual energy, so it's reversing and aggregating, occupying Yuan-Shi Tian-Zun's physical form?" the greedy deity murmured. "That seems to be the case..." Yi-Chuan said, "Which means we've saved ourselves a lot of trouble." Then, a second stream of jade-green light surged forth, flowing gracefully. Under the glow of the green light, the grass and trees near the mausoleum surged wildly, growing vigorously and overflowing with vibrant life. The jade-green light trailed a faint afterglow as it entered the stone sarcophagus and merged into Yuan-Shi Tian-Zun's body. Soon after, a heavy, earth-yellow luminous orb emerged, substantial and unadorned, drifting steadily and quietly toward the sarcophagus without any noticeable phenomenon. Immediately thereafter, at the entrance of the dark, imposing tomb, a delicate white blade of energy shot forward, piercing Yuan-Shi Tian-Zun's body with a soft "shush." At this moment, the heavy earth-yellow orb finally settled upon Yuan-Shi Tian-Zun's You have successfully gathered the five elements' power. The Shenjian Pavilion has now sealed itself. Those who have not arrived will be randomly transported to any location within the pavilion. The battle has begun—eliminate your enemies! The spiritual travelers of the evil faction also received the spiritual notification. As the five elements converge, the stone sarcophagus alternately glows in white, cyan, black, red, and yellow hues. Gradually, these five colors blend into two—black and white—merging and intertwining. An indescribable, overwhelming pressure descends from the heavens, enveloping the entire cemetery. A terrifying aura stirs within the sarcophagus, as though a fearsome creature has emerged or an ancient monster has awakened. "Retreat...!" The voice of the greedy general is deep and solemn—this pressure makes him feel as if facing a Heavenly King or a senior elder of the lawful faction. Undoubtedly, this is a dominion-level power. At their level, only dominion-tier bosses can command such presence. …… The Sword Pavilion. Ding! The malevolent faction has successfully awakened the demon lord, sealing the Divine Sword Manor. Those who have not yet arrived will be randomly transported to any location within the manor. The battle has begun—eliminate the enemies! Ci Long Shen stands on the roof of the pavilion, his expression grave and wary, as if observing a distant cemetery. The malevolent faction has completed their main quest—they have successfully awakened the demon lord. Though separated by distance, Ci Long Shen still senses the overwhelming presence of that masterful, commanding aura, one that seems inherently suppressive to him, as the God of Pestilence. Even a mere hint of that presence stirs deep within him, causing an unspoken, profound fear. It is time to leave. Ci Long Shen strokes the bronze ring in his palm. He has already realized that he has been outmaneuvered. Yet he will not admit that his own self-interest and hesitation—his personal weaknesses—have been exploited, leading to the failure of this quest. He remains, steadfastly waiting for a final outcome, out of stubborn resolve. … On the main road of Shenjian Manor, Jiang Ju stumbled toward the cemetery, gritting his teeth: "Damn it, I still lost. "I can still self-explosion once more—I can still self-explosion once more…" He followed the dreadful aura. … Outside the cemetery, a dreamlike streak of starlight rose. Princess Yin Yao, her head hanging from her waist, stared blankly at the stone sarcophagus, at the swirling white and black light rising from within. "We were wrong…" she murmured, clutching her small megaphone, her voice subdued and defeated. "They aren't extracting power from the original form of the Primordial Sovereign—they're taking over his body. We… we have no hope anymore." The aura and pressure emanating from the sarcophagus caused her body to tremble subtly, stirring a wave of fear, and above all—despair. Little Yuan bit her lip so hard it bled. Huang Taiqi sighed, "Freedom in life and death, fate." In fact, he had realized this when the godly general first seized the sarcophagus. When Cai Long Shen refused to intervene and saw the dying without saving him, he had already foreseen the outcome. The saying "A jar never leaves the well without breaking, and a general rarely escapes death on the battlefield" had become his reality since he became a spiritual realm traveler—he had always prepared himself for return to the spiritual realm. Yet, he remained somewhat reluctant, defeated in a way that felt deeply humiliating. Then, gradually, the black and white hues receded, and a hand scorched black rested upon the coffin's edge. Soon, a form blackened like ash sat upright. He slowly opened his eyes, blank and confused, murmuring, "Who am I... Meng Cong Fu? Meng Long?" The emptiness and bewilderment in his gaze gradually faded, replaced by a growing sense of cruelty and madness. He grinned, saying, "It doesn't matter who I am anymore. I am simply me—my own, free-spirited self!" The greedy generals stationed at a distance exchanged glances and suddenly understood the reason behind Meng Long's spiritual collapse. It seemed he could no longer distinguish between himself and his ancestor, Meng Cong Fu. While spiritual collapse was not uncommon, the confusion between his identity and Moreover, in the blood scroll of Mo Congxing, it is mentioned that Mo Long's body had been burned by him, and his soul and the Five Elements forces had been "dissected" and entrusted to the clan members for separate sealing. However, upon the coffin being returned to Shen Jian Mansion and directly placed into Mo Fu's tomb, this detail initially seemed illogical. Now, observing Mo Long's current condition, the evil characters, especially the Greedy Divine General, realized that Mo Long was likely far more than merely experiencing a simple case of flame-induced spiritual disorder. At this moment, Mo Long, in his frenzied state, opened his mouth and drew in a deep breath, causing swirling streams of black and white energies to surge and form vast spirals. One by one, strands of white, blue, black, red, and yellow energy were pulled from the earth, stone steles, and vegetation of the cemetery, flowing into his mouth. The objects from which the energy was extracted quickly turned gray or whitish, sand-like, or withered and lost their color. The Greedy Divine Generals and other evil characters, sensing their fundamental inner energies rapidly being drained and consumed by Mo Long, were instantly startled and stepped back in alarm. "A strange and formidable power..." Ichi-chan murmured. "Is this a characteristic of the fusion of the Five Elements' spiritual energy? Does this mean that the five Orderly professions can actually merge?" After the fusion, they even seem capable of absorbing the powers of other professions. "Such a wonderful secret art—what a blessing it would be if I too could master the Five Elements' secret techniques." The Greedy General, coveting everything, said. "While the Five Elements' spiritual energies can merge, the five Orderly professions cannot. No one currently holds all five character cards simultaneously. However, I suddenly recall an intelligence report from many years ago." Ichi-chan and her companions stepped back, turning their gaze toward this seasoned General. When the Greedy General had been active across the Spirit Realm, they had still been young. "According to the archives of the General's Office of Military Affairs, the Five Elements Alliance once convened scholars to study the Five Elements' power. Though officially kept confidential, the number of participants was so large that the confidentiality efforts proved difficult to maintain completely." "The Greedy God recalled: 'This has drawn the attention of our General Commander, who dispatched special agents to gather relevant information. However, no remarkable changes have since emerged from the Five Elements Alliance, and thus their interest has gradually waned. 'Now it appears that the official research is likely focused on the secret art of the Five Elements fusion.' 'So the official effort has failed?' asked Happens-Hundred. 'Undoubtedly,' the Serpent Maiden nodded. 'As the General Commander just mentioned, no one can possess five character cards unless, like Mu Donglong, they have practiced the Five Elements secret arts.' Suddenly, Yuchuan Mei added: 'Perhaps there is still another way...' She turned her gaze toward Yuan-Shi Tian-Zun—no, toward the Five Elements set on Mu Donglong's body. The Greedy God, the Serpent Maiden, and Happens-Hundred instantly understood, all fixing their intense eyes on Mu Donglong, their hunger in their gaze no less than that of the Greedy God. 'Crack... crack...' The carbon blocks on Mu Donglong's body began to crack and peel away, revealing the smooth, jade-like skin beneath. This body felt reborn. Unable to tell whether he was慕容赋 or慕容龙, he lowered his gaze and examined his new form, exclaiming, "It's the body of the Golden Sun!" Unfortunately, he had not cultivated the secret techniques of the Golden Sun, so he could not summon the Golden Sun's power within him. But soon, his attention was drawn to the gear upon him, and his previously defiant, feverish expression stilled. "The ceremonial robe for the heavenly sacrifice?" "The legendary ceremonial robe for the heavenly sacrifice?"慕容龙 laughed nervously, almost hysterically. "After three years of dreaming, I've only just stumbled upon this robe—Heaven has truly shown me favor." The ceremonial robe for the heavenly sacrifice? Did the First Celestial Sovereign's set of robes actually go by that name? The four greedy generals thought it over, then watched as慕容龙 rose from the coffin, bowed his head, surveyed his own form, and focused his senses for a moment before suddenly raising both arms. "Whoosh!" The ceremonial robe transformed into a blazing flame, billowing in the wind. Black water solidified into a flowing robe, a smooth jade sash wound around his waist, He took over Zhang Yuanqing's body, passively receiving certain things—such as the status of the套装's owner. "Gurrrl..." The Greedy Deity rolled his throat, fixated on the Sacrificial Heaven Robes, gripping and then releasing his sword, releasing and then gripping again, his celestial and human energies in fierce conflict. The very next moment, the ground before Huang Taiji, Xiao Yuan, and Lady Yin Yao surged upward, emerging the figure of Meng Cong, bearing the visage of the Primordial Sovereign. Earth遁! A master-level technique. Huang Taiji remained motionless, his calf muscles convulsing violently, his forehead veins bulging with tension—he was being suppressed. Likely due to the celestial ritual robe, or perhaps the inherent suppression from Meng Cong’s own cultivation of the Five Elements secret arts, in any case, he now lacked even the courage to resist. In contrast, Xiao Yuan and Lady Yin Yao, not bound by the Five Elements, experienced only mild suppression and instinctively stepped back. "First, let's have you three fill our bellies—come on!" Meng Cong raised both hands and suddenly grasped. Black and white energies surged in his palms, swirling into powerful spirals that enveloped the two figures and the corpse. A tremendous suction force immobilized them, preventing them from opening their inventory menus or moving, while their internal energies poured out like a floodgate unleashed. Even in their peak condition, they were mere ants before a master-level foe; now, weakened and drained of strength, they were utterly helpless. With no strength left to resist. The earth spirit within Huang Taiqi's body rapidly dwindled, and his face quickly took on the weary, life-waning appearance of a dying man. Though he stood firmly on the ground, the force he drew from it could no longer keep pace with the relentless outflow. Princess Yin Yao's head hung limply at her side, her once vibrant, crimson eyes dimming swiftly, losing their luminous glow. Her too-yin energy and celestial powers were likewise being drained. Xiao Yuan's breath grew thin, her lips and complexion pale as paper, like a lifeless flower. She gazed silently at the face of Yuan Shi Tianzun, sighed softly, and then closed her eyes. The celestial wanderers of the evil faction watched expectantly, anticipating this scene. "Huang Taiqi, this humble stone from the dung heap—finally, it's time to turn to dust. The Mountain God excels at preserving life, yet today, even the Sovereign of the Central Court cannot save you," the greedy general stood with his sword in hand. "Not only him—Fire Prince will also perish. Let me count: in this quest, two of the official Four Princes have fallen, and Yuan Shi Tianz "Lady Serpent smiled and said, 'With this achievement, I can be directly promoted to the rank of Elder.' They should be delighted—this mission has brought them substantial rewards. Even without counting the in-battle rewards, the external bounty alone is enough to make them feast with gusto. At that moment, a subtle spiritual notification, inaudible to others, chimed: [叮! Congratulations! You have advanced to Level 5 Star Official.] A dreamy constellation of stars bloomed on Meng Yu's forehead. In that instant, lightning cleaved through chaos, awakening the slumbering soul. The true owner of this body had finally awakened. The fervor in Meng Yu's right eye subsided, and his brown irises transformed into a molten golden gaze, blazing with pure solar divine energy. 'Which one of you—dog!' he roared, 'stole my body?'