Jiang Bing was extremely surprised. He had always acted meticulously and flawlessly. He could not figure out how he was exposed. He raised his head slightly and snuck a glance at Lu Zhou. ‘Heavens! This human’s aura is very stable. He doesn’t look very old, but his cultivation is very profound. He’s no weaker than the three cult leaders. He’s likely a very old man…’

Although Jian Bing was surprised, he did not panic. He wanted to see what the swindler would do next. Hence, he feigned obedience.

Three cult leaders sighed in relief inwardly. Although the cult master was like Du Chun and had a tendency to look down on others, the cult master was quite intelligent. He could adapt and bend faster than the average person. Fortunately, their cult master did not provoke and offend the Unholy One.

After everyone, except for the quartet, left, Jian Bing, who was the Cult Master of the Nihilist Congregation, automatically walked toward the highest seat in the meeting hall.

Even during ancient times, there had been an order of seniority. The seat of honor was reserved for the person with the highest seniority.

However, Jian Bing quickly realized his gaffe. He rose to his feet immediately and said, “Lord Unholy One, please take a seat.”

Lu Zhou nodded slightly and took a seat. Then, he looked at Jian Bing.

Jian Bing was one of the Four Divinities of Heaven. His human form was like Wu Dalang from the Chinese classic, the Plum in the Golden Vase. He was not tall, and he had a middle-aged appearance. His body was abnormally sturdy.

“The person I’m looking for is you, Jian Bing, one of the Four Divinities of Heaven,” Lu Zhou said.

Jian Bing smiled awkwardly before he said, “Lord Unholy One, what are you talking about? There’s no Jian Bing here.”

Lu Zhou trusted his disciple’s judgment completely. He smiled and said, “Are you the Cult Master of the Nihilist Congregation?”

Jian Bing nodded and said, “That’s right.”

“The purpose of you establishing the congregation is to study me?” Lu Zhou asked again.

Jian Bing scoffed inwardly as he thought to himself, ‘Heh! This old thing really thinks too highly of himself! Does he really think he’s my idol? Very well. I’ll allow you to pretend until I look for a chance to ruthlessly expose you until you have nowhere to hide! I have to calm down for now…’

Outwardly, Jian Bing smiled and said, “Lord Unholy One, I established the congregation because I’m your most ardent believer! You’re the only God in this world. Without you, there’s no God in the world! Everyone in the congregation is a believer! Over the past ten years, we’ve followed your footsteps and studied all kinds of cultivation paths.”

Then, Jian Bing waved his hand.

A cultivator walked over from outside.

Jian Bing said, “Manifest your lotus and show it to Lord Unholy One.”

“Yes.”

The cultivator manifested his lotus immediately. The lotus was half red and half black. The two colors were distinctly divided in the middle.

After that, Jian Bing said, “My lord, this is our result!”

At the same time, the three cult leaders looked at each other in confusion. They did not understand their cult master’s actions. Was there any meaning to this?

Lu Zhou watched silently as Jian Bing continued to say, “For some reason, no matter how hard we studied and researched, we could not form any blue lotus. Not even a dot of blue could be seen in any lotuses. My lord, it’s great that you’re here now. Please advise us!”

Lu Zhou nodded. The Unholy One from 100,000 years ago had absorbed the power of the abyss, causing his avatar to turn slightly blue. There were also the blue electric arcs. It was clear to him that the Nihilist Congregation wanted to study this path as well. After all, it seemed like this was the path to eternal life.

Finally, Lu Zhou reached out and gently pressed on the cultivator’s lotus.

Buzz!

A unique power surged out and enveloped the entire lotus. Following that, it began to flow with a dazzling faint blue light.

“???”

Jian Bing raised his hands and rubbed his eyes before he took another look.

‘Oh? Again!’

Jian Bing rubbed his eyes again and sighed in relief when he saw a golden light. ‘Golden? That scared the hell out of me! I thought I saw blue!’

Lu Zhou withdrew his hand and said, “Your talent isn’t enough, and the power of the earth you absorbed isn’t pure enough. Cultivation is all about quality, not quantity. If you focus on cultivating a single-colored lotus, you might go further…”

Upon hearing Lu Zhou’s words, the cultivator was visibly disappointed. However, he still bowed and said, “Thank you for your guidance, Lord Unholy One!”

Jian Bing glanced at Lu Zhou from the corners of his eyes and thought to himself, ‘This old thing is really good at acting! Does he even know what the power of the earth is? It’s the power of eternal life!’

At this time, rumbling noises rang from outside before the earth began to shake slightly.

Yan Guichen’s expression changed slightly. “The fission of the ruins?”

“What’s the fission of the ruins?” Lu Zhou asked curiously.

‘Not only is he a liar, but he’s ignorant as well!’

Despite his thought, Jian Bing replied modestly, “To answer your question, my lord, the ancient ruins were once a battlefield. This place was once suppressed by a powerful force so it’s very fragile. Every once in a while, there would be earthquakes and fissions. Fortunately, your Heavenly Dao Flag is able to absorb the power of the abyss and maintain the stability of the ruins.”

Yan Guichen chimed in, “That’s right. The power of the Great Void originates from the Ten Pillars of Destruction. The pillars are rooted in the Unknown Land and absorb the power from the abyss. The Heavenly Dao Flag is able to absorb the power of the abyss as well to maintain the stability of the ruins.”

“If the ancient ruins are destroyed, the pillars would collapse even faster. This is also the main reason why Great Emperor Ming Xin didn’t target the Nihilist Congregation,” Chu Lian added.

Lu Zhou nodded.