“【Banquet Woman】!”
Bo Rui and the others felt their hearts sink—what had come wasn’t the final Thirteenth Seat.
This was a problem.
Back then, the ninth seat of the Wild History Club, 【Bookworm】，wasn’t even a Heavenly Official, yet its destructive power was more than comparable.
Years had passed since then—it was very likely that one had successfully advanced.
By that reasoning, given the Wild History Club’s brutal competition, the fact that 【Banquet Woman】 ranked twelfth instead of dead last showed her formidable strength.
Even if not at the Ancient Talisman level, she must be close.
This person had clearly seized the window of time when the Ancient Talisman True Person had left to sneak in.
Zhou Li said coldly, “Is the Wild History Club trying to declare full-scale war on the Bureau of Historical Revision?”
“Whether there’s war or not depends on whether it’s fun. It’d be even better if I could slaughter the first eleven seats.”The Banquet Woman let out a silvery bell-like laugh and said:
“And besides, you’re really playing the villain crying foul first.”
Zhou Li frowned and asked, “What do you mean?”
“I sowed the seeds here years ago and nurtured them with care, watching as the fruits began to sprout. But when the harvest time came, you barged in and disrupted everything. Isn’t that going too far?”
The Banquet Woman feigned weeping behind her hand and said softly:
“But I’m naturally kindhearted. Not only did I not hold a grudge, I even used precious disease-domain origin related to the Overlord to transform into Xiang Siyu, hoping to join you, and prepared a grand 【Banquet】 to treat you all to fine food and wine.
But what I got in return was only the cruel slaughter of ungrateful guests. Now, left as a mere lonely soul, I can only lick my wounds in silence. Isn’t that just bullying?”
As she spoke, she looked toward the “ungodly guest” Jiang Yan.
Had he not seen through her, this dramatic play could’ve lasted until the final act.
Jiang Yan curled his lips. This woman really was a drama queen.
Bo Rui wasn’t buying it, and said coldly, “So the earth vein mutation wasn’t a coincidence. Are you trying to stir up trouble again in Jiangnan Province?”
At this, Zhou Li and the others felt a chill. Had Jiang Yan not reported the information about the Heavenly King’s Treasure, the Jiangnan Province headquarters wouldn’t have abruptly changed the location from Thousand Lake Island to Wuzhou.
They had chosen Jiulong Mountain because it was remote and had an abnormal earth vein node.
Who would’ve thought that they almost let the Wild History Club pull off a scheme right under their noses, risking a catastrophic disaster?
If it had happened, countless lives would’ve been lost!
Thinking this, murderous intent surged in Zhou Li’s eyes. She wished she could tear these bastards to pieces and questioned sternly:
“What exactly are you trying to do?”
“Don’t be so fierce. Let’s put facts aside—I’m the successor of the Tianxia Alliance, after all. Stirring up something in my own house, do I really need to report to you, old lady?”
The Banquet Woman responded with perfect confidence.
As soon as she spoke, the power of the earth vein beneath her feet surged. Stone plates emerged from the statue she stood on, locking her in instantly, sealed airtight, compressing layer by layer into a high-density spherical prison like a meteorite.
‘Law Seed—Draw a Prison on the Ground!’
Zhou Li didn’t stop. She continued to link with Jiulong Mountain’s earth veins to suppress her.
Swoosh!
A piercing sound split the air— a flying sword turned into a rainbow streak that pierced the prison in an instant, repeating its attack over and over.
“Law Seed—Moonlight Glazed Treasure Tree!”
Master Fale recited a sutra. His left hand turned into a glazed treasure vase, his right hand formed the Fearless Seal.
Buzz!
Dark blue glazed radiance gathered, forming a three-meter-tall treasure tree sculpted from glass, glowing with moonlight that formed shimmering leaves and revealed the Moon Treasure Wheel.
He followed the 【Pure Glaze】 path of the Medicine Buddha, established by the Medicine Glazed Light Tathagata and his two sons, the Sunlight Bodhisattva and Moonlight Bodhisattva—collectively known as the “Holy Three of the Medicine Buddha.”
The Tathagata was the leader of the teaching, capable of praying for blessings, curing diseases, and averting disasters. But cultivating a Buddha-immortal path required proper transmission—most couldn’t achieve it even if granted.
Master Fale followed a branch path—Eastern Glaze Moonlight Bodhisattva, who presided over purification.
Puff!
The treasure tree landed atop the prison, spreading countless moonlight roots into the soil, releasing purifying moonlight, like a bright moon suspended in the air.
Any ordinary Law Seed stage monster exposed to it would turn to ash in an instant!
Three peak Law Seed cultivators joined forces to assault the Banquet Woman in a single breath, killing her in one strike!
Not giving her the slightest chance!
However, after several rounds of Law Seed bombardment, the prison was in ruins.
Zhou Li linked to the perspective of the earth veins, sensing the aura within. After a long pause, she spoke:
“The Banquet Woman is dead.”
Inside the prison, the Banquet Woman had been torn to pieces, only scraps of cloth and bloody remains remained.
But Zhou Li didn’t relax her guard—instead, she kept compressing the prison, leaving no room for a comeback.
“Excellent!”
Everyone sighed in relief upon hearing that.
A few geniuses used their own methods to investigate, and came to similar conclusions, but frowned.
They hadn’t expected such a powerful opponent to die so anticlimactically.
It was almost comical—like a tiger’s head but a snake’s tail.
“Is she really dead?”
Jiang Yan looked at the life lamp etched with a scarlet mouth—it was already broken, with only flickering light remaining.
For most people, that would mean absolute death. But strangely, the flame danced, scarlet airflow gathered—it grew even brighter!
Could it be…
Suddenly, a scarlet mouth emerged from the void, grinning wickedly as it swallowed the prison.
Crack crack!
With an eerie, unsettling crunching noise, another scarlet rift appeared above the lake.
Then—
The scarlet mouth opened wide, spewing forth a fog-like, blood-colored tongue.
The Banquet Woman stood atop the tongue tip, her black hair fluttering in the wind. She spread her arms as if embracing the world, laughing softly:
“See that? I devoured the history of my death!”
“Every piece of history I consume grows thorns of reversed time in my throat. When they pierce my body, I can use my flesh and blood to write the world’s history.”
“Each time, my beauty will be etched into the chronicles—even in death, I shall become the scar of the world, existing forever.”
Her voice was calm, yet carried an extreme madness.
“Wait a moment!”
Bo Rui's voice came through.
The Banquet Woman turned slightly, only to see a sword of rainbow light pierce through, instantly slicing off her head.
But soon, her corpse was swallowed once more by the Scarlet Mouth, accompanied by a new scar crack, and she revived again.
“Wait a moment!”
Bo Rui continued speaking, the flying sword pierced her again!
The Banquet Woman said impatiently, “What exactly do you want to say?”
“Wait a moment!”
The Banquet Woman’s body was torn apart by the flying sword!
This time, she finally understood and said meaningfully, “I see now, 【Wait a Moment】 is the name of your flying sword, huh. You sword cultivators are as despicable as always!”
Bo Rui replied righteously, “There's no need to speak of morality with fiends like you!”
Swoosh!
The flying sword and the Moonlight Treasure Tree struck simultaneously, but were bitten by the Scarlet Mouth.
‘Grasp of the Earth!’
Zhou Li seized the moment to act. Earth vein power surged, and countless fragments of stone compressed into a giant metallic hand encrusted with ores. Carrying immense power, it slammed downward.
The ground rumbled, a massive pit formed.
The Banquet Woman was smashed apart, transforming into streams of scarlet air, but soon reformed.
“This one really can deny death—that’s cheating!”
The crowd gasped in shock at the sight.
Wouldn’t that mean she was truly undying?
How could anyone fight that?
Ge Xianyao narrowed his eyes and analyzed, “Even immortals and gods don’t have true immortality, let alone someone who isn’t even at the Ancient Talisman level.
There must be a cost we don’t know, or maybe that’s not even her true body—just a trick.”
Even so, everyone felt enormous pressure. The atmosphere turned heavy.
Because you never know where your enemy’s limit lies.
Only Zhao Yinman and Jiang Yan remained calm. The former because she simply didn’t care.
The latter… was moved.
Unlike others, who found powerful enemies troublesome—
He was excited. If he could turn the Banquet Woman into a descendant, could he gain control over that mysterious Scarlet Mouth?
Gain the same kind of undying power?
When it came to devouring—
The Banquet Woman could devour segments of history and reverse death using some causal power.
But in front of the Dark God Embryo, the root source above the Chaos Sea, she was merely a lesser being.
“But the situation seems to be going wrong!”
Jiang Yan looked up at Jiulong Mountain. The tribulation aura he had mostly consumed was now refilling rapidly—growing at a geometric rate—and still surging out.
It had even begun to spread beyond Jiulong Mountain, covering all of Wuzhou.
Just what was the Banquet Woman plotting?
Jiang Yan frowned. With his current power, he still couldn’t intervene in a peak Law Seed battlefield.
At this moment—
The three peak Law Seed cultivators had surrounded the Banquet Woman completely.
Zhou Li said sternly, “I want to see how many times you can resurrect. Even if we can’t kill you, we’ll seal you!”
The Banquet Woman laughed, “As much as I’d love to play longer, once the fruit ripens, it must be harvested—wait too long and it’ll rot.”
As she spoke, she extended her hand. A palm-sized Scarlet Mouth appeared on it, opening and closing repeatedly, whispering countless rumors and wild histories.
“Lock the Nine Dragons, bind and kill the Earth Serpent…”
“If the Taiping Dragon Vein hadn’t been destroyed, the Qing Dynasty might’ve perished early…”
“The Earth Serpent is the lock of Earth Essence. Once it transforms into a dragon, it becomes a Heavenly Dragon capable of suppressing dragon-type beings…”
“The Earth Serpent was formed from Nüwa’s intestine, meant to create a new world…”
Countless voices echoed from it, materializing into tangible threads in the air, spreading out and vanishing into the void.
Zhou Li shouted, “Don’t let her complete the ritual! This is Wuzhou—no, Jinhua City’s accumulated belief of millions over the years! She wants to use it as an anchor to drag the Wild History Diseased Domain into the real world!”
Meanwhile, earth vein power formed a giant hand and grabbed toward the Banquet Woman, but she dodged it.
“Damn it! She laid traps on Jiulong Mountain in advance. Cell signals are blocked, and the summoning talismans for aid haven’t responded—likely all intercepted.”
It wasn’t that Zhou Li didn’t want to call reinforcements—on the contrary, the Bureau of Historical Revision specialized in righteous gang beatdowns.
Why take a risk when you could win easily?
The Banquet Woman had predicted that and sealed all of Jiulong Mountain with formations in advance.
By the time the disaster exploded, the Bureau of Historical Revision would notice—but by then, it’d be too late!
“Vast Vast Great Luo Heaven above…”
Bo Rui chanted Lü Zu’s sacred hymn. The 【Wait a Moment】 flying sword hummed as pure yang energy gathered.
【Law Seed—Pure Yang Infinite Demon-Slaying Sword Seed!】
Pure yang sword light swept across the night, turning darkness into daylight!
Like the rising sun, driving out all evil!
The Banquet Woman smiled lightly, “I ate… the history where I was swept away by your sword light!”
As she finished, the Scarlet Mouth swallowed her. The sword light instantly dispersed, and the flying sword, having lost its target, spun endlessly in the air.
She had been eaten—so naturally, the sword light couldn’t pierce her!
“Vast Vast Great Luo…”
Bo Rui continued chanting Lü Zu’s hymn. Just then, a Scarlet Mouth opened behind him.
It stirred an invisible sonic wave, sweeping forward.
Bo Rui’s back chilled. His swordsman’s instinct made him spin, fling his sleeve, and launch a small Pure Yang flying sword.
He intercepted immediately, but the flying sword was crushed. The remaining sonic wave struck him like a cannonball, blasting him into the mountains and kicking up a cloud of dust.
“Stop meowing, I don’t like kittens!”
The Banquet Woman sat atop the Scarlet Mouth, looking down on them from above.
“Bo Rui!”
Zhou Li moved to support, only to be blocked by a Scarlet Mouth that opened wide—what leapt out wasn’t a tongue, but a figure strung with countless blood-colored threads like a puppet on strings—“Xiang Siyu.”
She brandished the Ghost-God Halberd, and the Annihilation Slash of the Nation swept forth, brimming with murderous intent, sealing off Zhou Li’s path.
“Back then, to hide my identity, I couldn’t go all out on the Arena against Jiang Yan. But now, let me show you the power of the Ghost-God bloodline.”
The Banquet Woman’s voice echoed from afar.
Xiang Siyu launched a fierce assault, her Ghost-God blood boiling. Every move could split mountains and shatter stone—though the dual pupils in her eyes had vanished.
On Master Fale’s side, a gray-robed monk emerged from the Scarlet Mouth, using a seductive voice to interfere, attempting to invert righteous Dharma with Wild History Buddhism—
To shake Master Fale’s Buddha heart.
Once the mind was shaken, a History Walker could mutate and fall into monstrosity.
The Banquet Woman’s gaze swept across the many prodigies—each felt as if facing a great enemy—before settling on Jiang Yan.
The man who saw through her disguise and intercepted part of the historical origin.
“If you were a bit stronger, today’s plan might have failed. But unfortunately, now it’s your turn to taste helplessness.”
The Banquet Woman gave a soft laugh and didn’t strike. Instead, she looked up at the sky and murmured:
“Time’s up!”
As the words fell—
The world before them was suddenly flooded with endless historical dust, drifting and swirling, like a rusty red snowstorm blanketing the world.
Floating and swaying, it covered Jiulong Mountain, blurring the boundary between the real world and the Old Days.
Crashhh!
The sound of tributaries from the Historical Long River washing through echoed. Zhou Li and the others’ expressions changed drastically upon hearing it.
“Damn it—the Wild History Diseased Domain is nearing the real world!”
Rumble rumble rumble!
The entire Jiulong Mountain quaked continuously, as if an Earth Dragon were turning over, shaking the land violently.
In the void, a tributary of the Historical Long River surged forth in vast torrents, spreading from the Old Days into the real world.
Within that rusty-red dust river, countless Diseased Domains and twisted lifeforms floated and sank, struggling continuously, striving to swim into the present.
Among them, a Diseased Domain emerged—more illusory than ordinary ones, like a dream or illusion—yet linked by countless threads of belief, dragging it swiftly toward reality.
Through the barrier of the Diseased Domain, one could see within it an immense mountain range. Nine ridges rose and fell, like a coiled dragon, wrapped in dark golden chains.
From a distance, it looked like Jiulong Mountain magnified dozens of times—majestic and imposing.
Within the Wild History Diseased Domain.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Dark clouds gathered, thunder serpents roamed—it was an apocalyptic thunderstorm.
At the summit, cradled by the ridges, a lake overflowed from torrential rain. Floodwaters broke free and surged down from the peak.
Crashhh!
In the forests, countless animals fled in madness—both predator and prey had become ants before nature’s wrath.
Behind them, the floodwater turned into boiling sludge, roaring like an evil dragon devouring everything in its path.
Crack!
A centuries-old tree as wide as ten men’s arms was snapped clean by the flood, swept away with silt, stones, and remains of all kinds of animals—becoming a torrent of death.
All was annihilated in its wake.
A great flood had erupted!
Compared to such natural force, even ordinary Transcendents were infinitesimal!
Rumble rumble rumble!
Suddenly, a lightning pillar struck the mountain’s peak, illuminating the world like daylight.
In the summit lake, a serpentine figure surfaced, swimming restlessly.
On its forehead was a horn-like shape. Its colossal body was slowly transforming—two tendrils sprouted from its head, fluttering like dragon whiskers.
Yin!
A dragon’s roar echoed through time, reverberating across Jiulong Mountain, chilling all who heard it.
After all, true dragons had always sat atop the ecological food chain.
They were the leaders of all beings!
Crack crack crack!
Just then, the nine ridges transformed into dragon shapes, roaring toward the heavens. One by one, golden chains shuddered violently, forcibly wrapping around the serpentine figure, suppressing it, and dragging it deeper into the lake.
Lightning faded. Darkness swallowed the Diseased Domain once more.
Yet the endless black rain hadn’t ceased. The Wild History Diseased Domain was still rushing toward the real world via the tributaries of the Historical Long River.
Even the real world began to darken—clouds amassed, thunder serpents roamed.
The Banquet Woman’s voice returned: “I have already sealed Jiulong Mountain—there’s no use struggling. Gentlemen, why not join me in celebrating my advancement to Ancient Talisman with a…”
“Dragon-Transforming Banquet!”