"This is hardly surprising..."

Intrinsically, royal power and divine power have their natural divergences.

It's quite normal for the Medici Family not to put all their eggs in one spiritual basket, so to speak, or in other words, it's a ruler's instinct.

As for why they do not worship new gods like the Spirit Church or the Church of Destiny but instead sacrifice to the already deceased ancient gods?

"The new gods mostly disregard the mortal realm and rarely respond to prayers... whereas the ancient gods, although bloody and insane, if offered sufficiently blood-rich and attention-catching sacrifices, have a higher likelihood of responding..."

"As for the problem of the ancient gods having possibly abdicated or already being dead..."

"Who decrees that a deceased ancient god cannot respond to prayers? To some extent, they have already completely become a symbol and authority of a certain aspect. Unless a completely new similar god is born, they cannot be considered truly dead... Sometimes they still instinctively respond to believers' prayers..."

Zhong Shenxiu pressed his hands against the black iron gates, enveloped in the Nine Purities Celestial Light, and then forcefully pushed the iron gates open.

Ablaze!

Terrifying flames that could incinerate the soul instantly engulfed his entire body, causing the Nine Purities Celestial Light to emit a woeful wail under the strain.

But when the flames had burned off, a thin layer of pure light still remained.

Zhong Shenxiu gave a slight smile and walked into the warehouse behind the grand door.

This place, visible at a single glance, likely served as just a small warehouse within the Royal Palace, but the treasures it held were already abundant.

Within the void, fiery red threads intertwined, forming seals that tightly enclosed several cursed objects.

These were not ordinary cursed items circulating in the market, as they were generally equivalent to the fifth order and above, each greatly enhancing the combat abilities of exceptional beings.

Moreover, the shelves held numerous notebooks on mysticism, documenting the legacies of a multitude of extraordinary professions.

There were even raw materials for secret medicines and items needed for rituals...

Just this small warehouse alone was enough to create a significant family of exceptional beings.

"Not bad at all..."

Zhong Shenxiu pulled out a fire striker from his bosom and gently wiped it, allowing a Spirit Realm dog with fur as fiery as blazing flames to leap out.

"Respected Master, Mermond is at your service anytime!"

"Take these items and keep them safe!"

Zhong Shenxiu ordered.

He stepped out of the small warehouse and looked up at the sky, suddenly feeling an intense bout of palpitations.

"Not good!"

He instinctively activated his Nine Purities Celestial Light and placed the Immortal Slaying Flying Sword in front of him.

Immediately, a corner of the sky seemed to fracture.

In the Corpse Disintegration Immortal Battlefield, a pale mass fell down, landing precisely in a corner of the Royal Palace.

There was no sound, no disturbance...

That entire area was obliterated in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Those palace maids, soldiers, and exceptional beings, Guardians, and high-ranking officials... all vanished without a trace.

Invisible ripples spread out, causing the Immortal Slaying Flying Sword to feel as though it had been heavily struck, and the Nine Purities Celestial Light shattered.

Zhong Shenxiu staggered back several steps, his Primordial Spirit sustaining some injuries.

The Immortal Slaying Gourd whimpered pitifully, retracting into his arms like an injured puppy.

"It's the Corpse Disintegration Immortal Battlefield, those two Corpse Disintegration Immortals deliberately didn't control the power of their spells, even directly venting it toward the Royal Palace..."

Zhong Shenxiu wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, knowing it was time to leave.

Otherwise, if hit by an attack similar to the one just now, even he was not confident he could survive!

He'd definitely lose at least one life!

He retrieved Mermond, transformed into a streak of light, and shot straight into the sky.

Midway, a dark green radiance transformed by the second Primordial Spirit rushed towards him and was swiftly tucked into his sleeve.

"The city has become increasingly dangerous…"

"During the Corpse Disintegration Immortal Battlefield, even Medlin might not be able to protect everyone…"

"And once I'm hit by the scattered attacks, even I would die…"

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Shenxiu flew out of the city center.

For an Eastern cultivator like him who was solely focused on escaping without causing destruction, the Western extraordinary beings did not attempt to stop him.

Because there were simply too many Eastern cultivators to deal with!

…

After enduring many hardships, Kerry finally arrived at the Mojito family mansion as per the divine oracle.

But just a block away, he saw a streak of Sword Qi falling from the sky, seemingly a Sword Cultivator battling extraordinary beings.

One streak of Sword Qi was deflected slightly and hit the large mansion.

"No!"

In Kerry's shocked and sorrowful gaze, the villa shattered completely, torn into the finest dust by the storm of Sword Qi and dispersed by the wind.

His expression became dull and confused.

It wasn't just because of the shock of a good friend's probable death, but also because this was an oracle from Lord Shenxiu!

'It seems my Lord's oracle did not mean this place was safe, but that my friend here needed my rescue?'

'Kerry, because you were too slow, Mr. Li Wei and others are dead…'

Kerry rubbed his face and wiped away his tears.

Those who are dead are gone, but the living must continue to endure everything in this hell.

He aimlessly followed the flow of people, moving through the streets until his view suddenly widened, and he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

A crowd!

A massive wave of people continuously fleeing westward, forming a terrifying refugee tide.

Among this wave of refugees, a convoy stood out.

Although they had removed their family emblems and did not display any flags, the presence of numerous armored knights guarding them was extraordinary.

Not to mention, Kerry was very familiar with the Wang Family's carriages and even recognized one of them as belonging to Prince Emmel.

'It belongs to Prince Emmel… Is the prince planning to go… to the steam train station? Or is he directly fleeing the city from the west?'

'Why isn't he teleporting? Could it be that the Eastern cultivators have banned this practice?'

Kerry first instinctively analyzed the situation with his knowledge of the mystic arts, then his eyes widened:

'No… how can he… how can he be a coward?'

He hadn't forgotten how Prince Emmel had encouraged them to join the war and had appeared so confident.

And now, as the first in line to the throne, Prince Emmel was planning to flee while the capital was caught in a fierce battle?

"No… I will not allow this!"

Kerry clenched his fist and suddenly shouted, "Stop that carriage, Prince Emmel is inside!"

The crowd of refugees was taken aback and then instinctively surrounded the carriage, angrily pushing at the guards in front demanding an explanation from Prince Emmel.

Or to be responsible for the defeat!

"Emmel, the refugees have blocked the road… what should we do?"

Inside the carriage, a noblewoman holding two daughters asked anxiously.

"Damn, we can't show ourselves, or the refugees will explode with anger, let the guard try to disperse them, this situation really suits Uncle Garnasen's abilities, but it's not appropriate for him to appear…"

At this moment, high-ranking extraordinary beings trying to flee usually should not use their extraordinary powers, as it easily allows cultivators to detect and pursue them.

Emmel's expression darkened abruptly, "Damn it, pass the order, these lowlifes need to be intimidated by the fear of death…"

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