All plans being in place, Yang Jishan said in a deep voice, "Troops will be mobilized tomorrow; cultivators will be gathered. The day after at 6 A.M., we begin the suppression of the Lu Family and the eradication of the Corpse Mine!" Everyone’s expressions were serious. The day the battle starts is when the torrential rain abruptly arrives. Inside South Yue City, the wind and rain are unsteady. What they are about to face is the deeply-rooted Lu Family and the vastness of the Corpse Mountain and Corpse Sea... As well as that body, with the potential of a Taoist Demon—the Corpse King! The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned somber... ... In the Corpse Mine, however, Lu Chengyun suddenly furrowed his brows. His heart felt a bit uneasy at that moment. It seemed as if something extremely dangerous had occurred, but he was completely unaware. What could possibly be so dangerous? Lu Chengyun calmed his mind and began to ponder slowly. Zhang Quan was already dead, and with him, the control over the Corpse King had vanished. In this world, the only person left who could dominate the Corpse King was himself... He had also used Mo Hua as a sacrificial offering to feed the Contemplation Map. Once his Divine Sense was consumed, leaving only an empty shell behind, he would refine him into a small zombie to stay by his side and serve him. After all, he was quite fond of the clever and adorable child. The only problem was his proficiency in Formations, knowing too much. The matter of the Corpse Mine was of utmost importance, related to the fate of the Lu Family and his own future path to the Great Dao. He had no choice but to eliminate all potential risks and nip them in the bud. A child too intelligent could not be left alive. A Zhang Quan, a Mo Hua. Both were discarded by him, once they had served their purpose across the river, like breaking up the bridge after crossing it, killing the donkey after grinding the wheat—dealt with. Besides these two, who else could threaten him? Who else could make him feel so uneasy? Lu Chengyun’s fingers tapped the tabletop woodenly, his expression cold. A moment later, he opened some incoming reports. These reports, gathered by the Lu Family cultivators, were about recent occurrences in South Yue City and the Corpse Mine. Lu Chengyun relied on these reports to observe the movements within South Yue City. "The number of passing cultivators has increased..." "Their faces unfamiliar, unable to discern their aura..." "The South Yue Sect grew distant from our Lu Family, declined the delivery of Spirit Stones..." "The Taoist Court, on the other hand, did not err in collecting Spirit Stones, and the Brothel is still frequented." "The Court Leader indulges himself in pleasures within the brothel and has once again humiliated a female cultivator to death..." ... Lu Chengyun’s gaze slightly sharpened as he contemplated in silence. "Nothing seems unusual..." "Am I being overanxious?" "More passing cultivators are a good thing. Within hundreds of miles, only our Lu Family’s Jinhua Street is most luxurious, indulging in pleasure to the extreme. As they toy with the bodies of female cultivators, they are actually providing my Lu Family with Spirit Stones..." "There’s nothing unusual on the Taoist Court’s end." "If there was really something afoot, the local Taoist Court couldn’t possibly be in the dark." "Otherwise, they would have shown at least some restraint, even if they didn’t tip us off." "Is the South Yue Sect putting on an act, desiring more Spirit Stones?" Lu Chengyun snorted coldly, "It seems this Sect Leader is tired of his position!" Lu Chengyun reviewed the reports once more; in spite of everything, he still felt something was off, but he couldn’t pinpoint where... "Could it be that the Corpse Mine’s conspiracy has been leaked?" Lu Chengyun considered for a moment, then shook his head, "Impossible..." The only ones who knew the ins and outs were Zhang Quan and Mo Hua. Zhang Quan was already dead, and Mo Hua had been fed to the map by him. Beyond that, what those Corpse cultivators knew was merely superficial; they were clueless about the core aspects like the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, the Spiritual Pivot Formation, and the Corpse King within the altar. Even if they betrayed him, it wouldn’t matter. Finding a scapegoat would suffice; the Taoist Court wouldn’t make a big fuss... Lu Chengyun, feeling heavily suspicious, was still somewhat uneasy. "Should I personally take a look in the city?" He pondered for a while then shook his head again. The matter of the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses still required his attention. This kind of complex Compound Formation, requiring constant operation, wasn’t just set and done; it demanded inspection, maintenance, examination, ensuring that the Formation eye was intact, the Formation Pivot smooth, and the Formation Patterns error-free. Moreover, the Formation eye of the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses was constructed by Mo Hua. Some ideas were ingenious, the circulation of Spiritual Power unique, not as simple as he had initially thought. Maintaining it was somewhat difficult for Lu Chengyun. Inspecting, identifying errors, and repairing were all time-consuming tasks. Not to mention other Formation Masters in the Corpse Mine—who would be fortunate if they could even understand it. Lu Chengyun sighed, somewhat regretting: "It was too early to kill this gentleman..." He had no choice but to manage these tasks himself now, too busy to worry about anything else. Nevertheless, he was still not entirely reassured, so he ordered: "In these days, strengthen the defense, patrol day and night. If there’s any abnormality, report it immediately." Explore stories at empire The Corpse cultivators acknowledged the command and passed along the orders. For a while, the entire Corpse Mine went into high alert... The Taoist Court was fully prepared, and the situation within the Corpse Mine extremely tense. The great battle was on the brink of breaking out... And within the sea of consciousness inside Mo Hua’s white coffin, the ultimate enemy was about to arrive: The Ancestor Founder of Corpse Path from the Zhang Family! During this time, Mo Hua had been fishing non-stop. Until now, he had drawn all of the Zhang Family’s ancestors and elders, along with the disciples, into his own sea of consciousness. Mo Hua waited at his leisure, first commanding the Iron Corpses to gang up on them. As they fought each other fiercely, exhausted their tricks, and suffered severe injuries, he would step in to finish them off. The elders were retained, controlled by the Spiritual Pivot Formation. The disciples were refined to restore the elders’ power. Among them, the strongest was the Chief Elder of the Zhang Family. With much effort and at the cost of losing two Iron Corpse Elders, Mo Hua finally subdued him.