Chapter 288 Samsara Palace!
"Why are you making so much noise here?"
Yuan Miaohua, the Holy Son of Hehuan, walked out of the "Tiantian Tower Samsara Hall" and swept his spiritual sense over the hundreds of people gathered at the gate of the Samsara Hall. In an instant, he understood what had happened from the emotions of those hundreds of people.
"Someone actually broke into the Tower of Babel and started killing people?"
Yuan Miaohua frowned slightly, but didn't take it to heart.
The Tower of Babel is not completely under their control; they just have certain authority over it.
And the Tower of Babel won't care whether they live or die.
Theoretically, as long as someone really dares to cause trouble in the Tower of Babel, without violating the restrictions of the Tower of Babel, then they can really do whatever they want.
However, the Tower of Babel is, after all, the base camp of the extraterritorial demons, with countless monks, vassals, and slaves from various demon sects. There are also saint-level demons stationed there all year round. Therefore, since the completion of the Tower of Babel, no arrogant people have dared to cause trouble in the Tower of Babel.
At that time, all the guardians were mobilized to launch a massive counterattack on Dongsheng Shenzhou, but they only dared to start the battle outside the Tower of Babel.
"I didn't expect that someone would dare to cause such a commotion in the Tower of Babel... They are really courting their own death."
Yuan Miaohua chuckled and didn't care about the tragic situation in the Tower of Babel reported by hundreds of people.
But only thousands or tens of thousands of fellow disciples of the Hehuan Sect, cultivators from other sects, and vassal slaves died. What does that matter?
The demonic monks are all cold-hearted and selfish.
To a great demon like Yuan Miaohua, his fellow disciples who were not as skilled in cultivation were merely tools to help him collect resources for his practice, or even just food reserves when necessary.
Although death is also a kind of loss, just like damaged tools and ruined crops, but considering his cultivation and wealth, this loss is not a big deal.
However, after listening to several fellow disciples and sisters talking about the situation, Yuan Miaohua's expression became a little subtle:
"The killers are all exactly the same? Hundreds or even thousands of avatars with impressive combat power? Interesting..."
As soon as he thought of it, hundreds of light screens appeared in the air in front of him, and a moving picture was projected on each of them.
In the picture, groups of Ni Kun's incarnations were wandering around the Tower of Babel, killing any demon they saw and blowing up the open small worlds and demi-planes into ruins or turning them into seas of fire.
Occasionally, powerful demons, vassals, and slaves would roar and launch counterattacks, and even suppress those incarnations for a time. However, when those incarnations were defeated, they immediately self-destructed and turned into divine light of annihilation, perishing together with the rebels.
In the short time that Yuan Miaohua observed these hundreds of projections, he saw several incidents of avatars self-destructing.
"So it was him... This guy actually sneaked into the Tower of Babel again."
Yuan Miaohua looked a little strange, having recognized those identical incarnations of Ni Kun in the picture:
"The incarnation is so powerful. It is even stronger than the last time it sneaked into the Tower of Babel. No wonder it dares to be so rampant... Unfortunately, this is the Tower of Babel."
Shaking his head, Yuan Miaohua flicked his finger and a stream of light was cast into a picture. In that picture, the five incarnations of Ni Kun who were killing everyone in a small world were wiped out and evaporated in the blink of an eye, just like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser.
He has been in charge of the Tower of Babel in recent years and has the authority to actively activate the restrictions of the Tower of Babel.
Originally, he thought that this authority would never be of any use. After all, in this trial universe, the only ones capable of attacking the Tower of Babel were the Guardians.
But after the tragic incident many years ago when the Tower of Babel was revived and four guardians died, the guardians no longer dared to attack Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Therefore, Yuan Miaohua, who had been slacking off at work for many years and was only focused on his own cultivation, had never seriously studied the restrictions of the Tower of Babel.
It was not until the last time that Ni Kun sneaked into the Tower of Babel, caused a not-so-small disturbance, and snatched away King Kong and Frieza, that Yuan Miaohua began to seriously study how to manipulate the restrictions of the Tower of Babel, and it happened to come in handy today.
He just snapped his fingers, and streams of light were projected into the pictures. As the pictures fluctuated, those incarnations of Ni Kun, who looked so arrogant and domineering, were wiped out in groups of three or five. In the blink of an eye, all the incarnations were killed without a single one left.
"The offensive restrictions in the Tower of Babel are a result of the use of a trace of the power of the Four Swords of Immortal Execution. The Four Swords of Immortal Execution can kill the guardians and even Saint Sons like us as easily as chopping melons and vegetables. How can a mere incarnation stop them?"
After killing all the incarnations that were causing trouble, Yuan Miaohua activated the ban again, closing all open areas except the flying stone stairs, corridors on each floor, and the hall. Then he said to the hundreds of people in front of him:
"Alright, the incarnation of the evildoer who caused the trouble has been wiped out, but his real body has not yet appeared. You should return to your private rooms and stay indoors. Wait until this Saint Son finishes the work at hand, and then come back to search carefully."
A monk from the Hehuan Sect asked in a trembling voice: "Son, will we be safe if we return to our respective rooms?"
"Of course." Yuan Miaohua said calmly:
"Those incarnations only wreaked havoc in the open areas and never touched the private areas. This shows that he cannot open the doors to those private areas. After you all go back, as long as you stay indoors, you don't have to worry about him coming to kill you."
After saying this, he waved his sleeves, ignored other people's questions, and turned back to the Samsara Hall.
He is very busy now and has no time to search for and capture Ni Kun himself.
As for whether Ni Kun himself would continue to cause trouble, Yuan Miaohua was not too worried.
Everyone hid back in the private area, and all open areas were also closed by his ban. Even if Ni Kun was still in the tower, he could only wander in the deserted flying stone staircases, corridors on each floor, and halls. He could neither kill people nor steal treasures.
And once he dares to break into a closed private area, he will definitely trigger the ban.
At that time, Yuan Miaohua, who holds the authority of the ban, can directly use the ban feedback to instantly lock onto Ni Kun's whereabouts, launch a killing ban, and kill Ni Kun from a distance.
"But that guy's ability to hide is amazing. Until he reveals himself, even the saints like us can't detect his existence. Even the prohibitions of the Tongtian Tower cannot find him..."
Yuan Miaohua thought to himself:
"Of course, it was because the Babel Tower was too uncooperative, so we could only forcibly call upon a tiny bit of its power. Otherwise, with the power of the Babel Tower itself, even if the thief had a strong ability to sneak around, how could he have hidden himself from the Babel Tower?
“Once we have finished the work at hand, we will unite with Blood God Son, Heavenly Saint Son, and Xuan Wuyue, and use all our powers to search the entire Tower of Babel. I don’t believe he can escape!”
While he was thinking, Yuan Miaohua had already turned back to the Samsara Hall.
Seeing the gate of the Hall of Samsara slam shut, the hundreds of extraterritorial demons, vassals, and servants in front of the gate looked at each other in bewilderment, then scattered like birds and beasts, and quickly returned to their respective rooms to hide.
Although the incarnation of the evil star was wiped out, his real body was still wandering in the Tower of Babel like a ghost. Even the Holy Son of Hehuan, who had the authority to ban things, could not find him. If he didn't hide quickly, he might be killed at any time.
Soon, there was no one in front of the gate of the Hall of Samsara.
After Yuan Miaohua returned to the Samsara Hall, he walked through a misty path and came to a huge octagonal white jade square. In the center of the square, there was a pair of Yin-Yang fishes that were slowly rotating and chasing each other. On each of the eight corners, there was a huge jade pillar that was like a pillar supporting the sky. On it were countless mysterious runes, magical birds and beasts, and even images of gods and Buddhas.
Several mercury-colored lines, in oval shape, about three meters high, with a surface like a mercury mirror, three feet above the ground, suspended above the square.
In front of three of the silver mirrors stood the Blood Evil Saint, the Sky Control Saint, and Xuan Wuyue respectively.
There was an empty hole opening up in the sky above the three people's heads. Behind the hole, there seemed to be a small world of enormous size.
In every small world, there is a densely packed army gathered on the ground.
Its members are all-encompassing, including humans, orcs, demons, machines, alien insects... almost all kinds of monsters imaginable are available here.
There are also countless large and small spaceships of various types floating in the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun.
The three Blood Evil Saints were making hand seals and casting spells continuously. Dense streams of light were projected out from the empty space above their heads and sank into the mercury mirror in front of them.
As the stream of light continued to overflow, the countless military formations and spaceships assembled in the small thousand worlds behind the hole also disappeared in pieces. It was obvious that the stream of light they invested was exactly the military formations in their respective small thousand worlds.
And when those tiny streams of light pass through the mercury mirrors in front of them, travel through time and space, and reach their destination world, they will turn into huge flaming meteors, falling from the sky, bringing with them countless killings and destruction.
"What happened outside?" asked the Holy Son of Yutian while casting a spell and deploying troops.
"It's a small matter." Yuan Miaohua said calmly, "Last time, that reserve guardian broke into the Tower of Babel again, released thousands of avatars, and caused trouble and killed people everywhere. I have activated the ban and wiped them all out."
The Blood Demon Saint said sinisterly, "That guy actually dared to come here. He simply doesn't know whether to live or die. Have you killed him?"
"No." Yuan Miaohua walked to a mercury mirror, quickly made hand gestures, and a hole slowly opened above his head. Behind the hole was a small world with countless armies. In a blink of an eye, dense streams of light overflowed from the hole and rushed into the mercury mirror in front of him.
"That little thief is very good at hiding. Although I wiped out his incarnation, I didn't find his real body. But I have ordered everyone to return to the private restricted area and closed all open areas. If the little thief's real body is still in the Tower of Babel, there is a high probability that he has been locked in an open area. Once he tries to break out by force and triggers the restriction, I will know immediately, and he will have no choice but to die."
Xuan Wuyue said coldly: "What if he is not imprisoned?"
Yuan Miaohua smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. When we finish what we have on hand, we will activate the ban together. With the combined authority of the four of us, I don't believe we won't be able to find him."
Xuan Wuyue snorted: "By then, he will probably have already escaped."
"You can run away if you want." Yuan Miaohua looked unconcerned. "The overall situation is on my side. The remaining worlds in this trial universe will be devoured by us sooner or later. The so-called guardians are just lingering on. Sooner or later, we will wipe them out."
"Don't be careless. That little thief gives me a bad feeling." Xuan Wuyue said coldly: "If there is a chance, we must concentrate all our efforts and kill him first."
"May sister is still so cautious..."
When the saints were talking, they were completely unaware that the "little thief" they were talking about was standing not far behind them, with one hand around his chest and the other supporting his chin, staring deeply at the mercury mirrors on the square.
“The fragments of the Gate of Samsara… No wonder the extraterritorial demons can always bypass the world barriers and place their chess pieces into the various samsara worlds. It turns out that they also have the fragments of the Gate of Samsara!”
Ni Kun pondered in his heart, and felt that the fragment of the Gate of Reincarnation, which was located in the fragment of the real "Temple of Reincarnation", was stirring in the little finger of his left hand, making his fingers itchy.
