The Unfathomable Shangxian’s Grand Entrance

Lingyun Shangxian, whose true nature, whether benevolent or malevolent, remained indiscernible, was said to toy with all living beings.

This was a legend whispered only among the most select, peak existences of Huaxia. No one knew her origins, nor whether she was human, demon, or monster.

Any being who had encountered the Shangxian in reality, be they a Tribulation Transcendence pinnacle expert or a True Immortal of the mortal realm, would swiftly forget crucial details about her.

Even the Vice Alliance Master of the Immortal Alliance, who had been fortunate enough to meet her a few times, effortlessly erased all memories of her whereabouts from his mind, simply at her command.

Was she a Primordial True Immortal from ancient times? A powerful being residing in this plane? Or perhaps, an Outer Realm Demonic Emperor?

Speculations about her were countless, yet only one thing remained certain.

Her power was unfathomable, undeniably surpassing that of the Vice Alliance Master—an unknown entity whose mystical flower shop only opened its doors to those with destiny.

For reasons unknown, this incomparably powerful being enjoyed “preaching the Dao” through modern live-streaming software.

She infused the sounds of the Dao into her songs using a supreme divine ability, incomprehensible to all. Moreover, this ethereal, seemingly non-existent “Dao” could only be perceived in the slightest by peak existences approaching the True Immortal realm.

Only a handful across all of Huaxia could discern her extraordinary nature through a live stream. Furthermore, most of these ancient beings couldn’t even operate a mobile phone, let alone watch a live stream.

Thus, when the Honorary Vice Alliance Master of the Immortal Alliance arrived at the entrance of the Tianshan Sacred Realm and saw three others besides himself, his expression was truly a sight to behold.

“White Sword Immortal, Daoist Qingcheng, Old Ma Yi… are you Old Mister Ma Yi?”

Looking at the elderly man before him, impeccably dressed in a suit, the Honorary Vice Alliance Master was somewhat dumbfounded. In his memory, this elder was always dishevelled, clad in simple linen robes.

“It is I.”

The old man gave a perfunctory cough, his previously straight back suddenly hunching.

The Honorary Vice Alliance Master’s brow arched slightly, a hint of mischief in his expression.

“So, Old Mister, you watch live streams too?”

“Ahem, I have a slight understanding!”

Daoist Qingcheng interrupted with a cough of his own at that moment.

“Everyone, we have more pressing matters at hand than this.”

“Can the Divine Mirror of the Sacred Realm be activated?”

The White Sword Immortal, who had been standing silently to the side, coldly clutching his sword, finally spoke.

“If I were to activate it secretly by myself, it would be fine. But with all of you, we would likely need to make a formal application, which would require a general’s command from the Shadow Guard.”

“Then let us make a formal application!”

Another voice suddenly resounded. Two military officers, clad in uniforms, emerged from the darkness. On their green armbands, three golden stars gleamed conspicuously in the night.

****

Soon, within a grand hall in the Tianshan Sacred Realm, the Divine Mirror slowly powered on.

As streams of light, like flowing water, swept across the rhomboid divine mirror, the top-tier surveillance array hidden beneath the mountains near Fengmen Town gradually activated.

Staring at the eerie small town, which was slowly becoming clearer in the darkness, the various peak existences of Huaxia present couldn’t help but swallow hard.

They instinctively checked their phone screens. Barely ten minutes remained until 7:30.

“Why do you think she wants to do this?”

After a moment of silence, General Gongsun posed the question. As his words fell, everyone present furrowed their brows, sinking into contemplation.

Indeed, this was a query that plagued all their minds. Fengmen Town had evolved from an ancient village forty years prior. For the first thirty years, while occasional eerie tales of hauntings circulated, they caused no casualties.

Instead, these stories became a unique characteristic of the town, attracting numerous tourists. It wasn’t until nine years ago that the hauntings intensified dramatically.

Within a few consecutive days, over a dozen deaths occurred, directly alarming the police and prompting them to contact the Shadow Guard.

However, this proved to be a conspiracy meticulously planned by a Ghost King for nearly fifty years. Ultimately, the Shadow Lord had to intervene, sacrificing several Shadow Guard majors to completely eradicate the Ghost King.

That incident was classified as a Class A event, with all related files sealed as state secrets. The local residents were also relocated by the state.

Afterward, the town still experienced hauntings, though mostly by isolated spirits. Given the town’s location, which was inherently a place of extreme Yin, completely expelling all stray ghosts was improbable.

Thus, aside from the occasional curious explorer prompting covert observation from the Shadow Guard, they generally neglected the area.

Yet, today, Lingyun Shangxian suddenly declared her intention to go there to subdue demons and monsters, immediately drawing their intense attention. Could there be some hidden truth, some untold story, that would compel such a reclusive being to act?

This thought struck them, making them feel that the original incident had always held an indescribable strangeness. Yet, for a moment, they couldn’t quite articulate what felt so odd.

“The Shangxian has arrived!”

Just then, the White Sword Immortal, who had been intently watching the Divine Mirror with his sword clutched tight, spoke with a cold expression.

Everyone turned, only to see a beautiful figure in ancient attire, holding a lantern, slowly strolling from the other end of the mountain path on the massive rhomboid mirror screen.

Her face was obscured by a hazy shroud of chaos. Even the Divine Mirror, renowned for its ability to glimpse heavenly secrets, could not discern her true appearance.

Through the indistinct chaos, they seemed to perceive the Shangxian speaking. Was she reciting some lost ancient incantation? Conversing with an unknown entity across the void? Or perhaps, was she speaking directly to them, gathered before the divine mirror?

****

“This is too much. Is this place really that scary? The taxi driver refused to go past the intersection, insisting I walk the rest of the way. Hmph, one-star rating!”

Complaining aloud, Lin Xuan looked up at the sky. The clear night had, at some point, been swallowed by dark clouds, making it gloomy and pitch black.

“The weather doesn’t look too good tonight either!”

****

Before the Divine Mirror, those few individuals desperately strained their eyes, attempting to decipher the words spoken through the hazy mist.

“Watch… carefully…”

Although the misty veil covering the lower half of her face fluctuated between dense and thin, they managed to distinguish two words during two slightly clearer intervals.

‘Watch carefully?’

What did she want them to watch carefully? A chill ran through their hearts, and they scrutinised the Divine Mirror with even greater intensity.

Another General, Sima, retrieved a portable projector from his backpack and cast an electronic screen into the air, displaying the backend data of Lingyun Shangxian’s live stream.

The thousands of ordinary live stream channels had already been shut down by his subordinates the moment she issued her notification.

While he was unclear about the purpose of her actions, since she had given advance notice, she likely intended for them to handle the other mortals beforehand.

After all, she was a reclusive existence and naturally disliked attracting too much mortal attention. In this regard, General Sima believed he had made no mistake.

However, he failed to notice a hidden port where a red light flashed briefly before returning to its original state.

“Hello, everyone! Welcome to Lingyun Shangxian’s Ghost Town Adventure! Before you now is the famous Fengmen Town, renowned online.”

A blurred image quickly appeared on the projected electronic screen. As the camera panned, a massive stone came into view.

Under the glow of the lantern, the three large red characters for “Fengmen Town” on the black rock surface appeared particularly eerie in the darkness.

Yet, for some unknown reason, everyone present felt an indescribable peculiarity emanating from the rock on the electronic screen.

“Look at the divine mirror.”

Daoist Qingcheng’s voice broke the silence, and the others turned their heads.

On the divine mirror’s screen, the colossal stone had already been utterly disfigured. Its black surface seemed corroded by something, wisps of white smoke rising, and dark red blood continuously seeped from it, obscuring the three crimson characters.

In just a short while, the area illuminated by the lantern had almost completely melted away, revealing black, festering pus within—a truly nauseating sight.

“Now, let us enter the town together and see what awaits!”

Before the stunned individuals could react, the figure on the Divine Mirror’s screen had already stepped through the town gate. At that very moment, black, ghostly energy surged around the previously tranquil entrance.

The entire quiet and peaceful small town seemed to have been stimulated and brought to life. Under the wide-eyed gazes of the group, the ground, like a steaming basket, emitted countless black mists. Innumerable twisted ghost patterns burrowed out from beneath the earth, weaving seemingly chaotically in the sky.

Ultimately, a massive black array formed, covering the entire town. Simultaneously, the bluestone ground began to writhe like flesh, as if something enormous was slowly moving beneath it.

_Beep beep beep!_

The computer General Sima had brought suddenly blared an alarm. A red signal light, indicating Class A danger, flashed.

Everyone’s expression turned solemn at that instant.

“This is…”

The Honorary Vice Alliance Master frowned slightly at the sight before him, seemingly lost in thought.

“It’s an ancient demonic script! It could be the legendary Ancient Third Killing Array!”

The impeccably dressed Old Mister Ma Yi spoke slowly, his tone grave, enunciating each word carefully.

“It’s a demonic array capable of hunting down gods!”

The instant his words fell, Lin Xuan stepped through the gate.

The seemingly impenetrable black barrier shattered like soft tofu before her toes.

Innumerable sharp wails and howls echoed, yet she walked on as if deaf to them, her steps still light, slowly falling upon the writhing earth.

“_Yiya!!!!!!!!_”

A piercing, ear-splitting scream ripped through the heavens at that very moment!

Before the eyes of everyone, widened to their absolute limit, the demonic array in the sky seemed… to crack.

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