History Has Fallen Ill Chapter 129 : Pollution of the Great Immortal Gods, Totally

Chapter 129: Pollution of the Great Immortal Gods, Totally Worth It

“How could I not prepare in advance when I knew you were coming?”

Jiang Yan watched this scene with a cold sneer in his heart. Though the 【Heavenly Gourd of Hundred Plagues and Calamities】 at his waist looked unremarkable, that didn’t an it was just for show.

It could devour mutations and tribulations, rging them into the gourd and transforming them into tribulation markings and disease markings.

Last ti in the Yellow Talisman Dog-Folk Diseased Domain, Jiang Yan had witnessed the weakened form of the 【Twilight Angel Mutation】—the Taiping Mutation—and since he was already there, he secretly intercepted a portion of it.

Before leaving, he even got a little extra from Fuyuan.

He almost took the Young Heavenly King along with him.

As expected, after rging into the heavenly gourd, it birthed a disease-marking.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t a corresponding tribulation-marking, so it couldn’t evolve into Divine Light.

Even if it had evolved, with his current strength, even if he blew off the entire head of the Shadow-Eating Serpent and fused all the descendants into one, he still wouldn’t be a match for soone at the Ancient Talisman level.

Even with Divine Light, they’d just dodge it.

Only after reaching the peak of Foundation Establishnt, or upon entering the Law Seed stage, could he hope to walk away intact.

Though it was a deathtrap, he had the advantage of knowing part of the script beforehand.

Did they really think the Great Sun Bright King wouldn’t be able to catch Wang Zhi?

It was just that while extracting the spine, Jiang Yan had, at the very last strike, injected the 【Taiping Mutation】 and had Little Celestial Ghost help cover it up.

This high-dinsional pollution that even the 【King of Bone-Eating】 couldn’t endure—unless the Heavenly Official’s true body descended—no one could withstand it.

If they could descend to the shallow layers of history, why go through all the trouble to construct the World-Crossing Treasure Raft?

The loop had closed.

Unless they didn’t need Wang Zhi’s soul to complete the plan and refine the treasure raft, they were bound to fall into the trap.

What Jiang Yan had targeted from the beginning was this big fish—the will of the Heavenly Official!

‘Actually, Wang Zhi knew about the Taiping Mutation from the start—I was the one who told him. But he accepted it, probably already suspecting he’d be deceived, yet still held onto a sliver of hope.

If that Heavenly Official had acted even a little bit human, Wang Zhi would’ve co clean on his own, and my plan would’ve collapsed. Too bad… every last one of those lurking in the depths of history are beasts through and through.

In the end, hatred drove Wang Zhi to beco a top-tier actor. Even under the pollution of the Taiping Mutation, he didn’t let out a single sound before death. Truly, even ants bite when cornered!’

Jiang Yan sighed inwardly.

So what if they were Heavenly Officials?

It was you old bastards I targeted from the start!

And to top it off—

“Your pawn… sure ca in handy!”

“Damn it!!!”

At the sa ti, the human-faced serpent let out a low growl, Silver Dragon-Tiger Qi surged, trying desperately to suppress the spreading mutation on its body.

But it was in vain.

Gugu!

The silver blood and flesh squird. With a tearing sound, the spine at its back split open, and shattered wings covered in bizarre feathers sprouted forth.

All organs, blood vessels, and ridians began fusing at that mont, forming a grotesque harmony—transforming toward a unique lifeform.

But polluting the flesh wasn’t enough—it began seeping into his very soul, attempting to regress his consciousness into pure instinct and complete an ascension of “Blind Obsession and Madness.”

This mutation wasn’t actually that much—but this Heavenly Official just had to fuse with it, allowing it to erupt from within, granting it room to proliferate and spread.

What’s more, it faintly sensed that this mutation was only a small fragnt of the true pollution.

Didn’t that an… it might originate from the pollution of a Great Immortal God?

How could a re Foundation Establishnt cultivator attract this level of pollution—and remain unaffected?

The human-faced serpent was burning with rage. Now, unless his true body descended to sever and dispel it with the laws of the Heavenly Official, he’d even have to worry about his own will being tainted—unable to return to his true body.

It could trigger a chain reaction.

His entire sche had collapsed.

A dignified Heavenly Official… had been outplayed by a young man.

“Good! Good! Good!”

The human-faced serpent let out a cry of admiration, lanting, “Truly, heroes are like fish crossing the river—nurous and overflowing. Even I have been blinded.”

“Go cook your own dinner tonight. Don’t bother with the dishes—because you’re the dish. Before you go, wash up that strand of Heavenly Official will and the treasure raft, and hand them over to . Oh, and toss in a few secret techniques, insights, and treasures—not for any reason… just because I’m handso,” Jiang Yan stretched out his hand and demanded directly.

Straight up social nace, a social terrorist.

“You arrogant brat… you remind of my younger self.”

The human-faced serpent was montarily stunned by his words. His gaze turned more appreciative, especially since Jiang Yan also cultivated Silver Dragon-Tiger Qi—truly suitable for forging into a magical artifact.

He laughed heartily. “But as a senior, I must teach you a lesson.”

“To sche against the strong—you must be strong enough yourself. Because no matter the ti, they always have the power to crush you!”

As he spoke, the Law Domain reversed, crushing down toward Jiang Yan.

So what if he’d been sched against?

A Silver Servant at the Ancient Talisman level crushing a re non-Ancient Talisman brat? Effortless.

Yet in the very next second, the 【Law Domain—Tide-Five Peaks Treasure Ship】 shattered with a thunderous crash.

The human-faced serpent’s eyes grew solemn, turning toward the Edge of the Old Days.

There, the Jiangnan headquarters of the Bureau of Historical Revision—【White Jade Capital】—materialized, surrounded by boundless mist, like a celestial realm.

Within it, mysterious figures erged one after another, radiating vast auras.

Upon their arrival, they swept away nurous evils drifting along the tributaries of the Historical Long River—their presence overwhelming.

Secretary Yao and the others were ecstatic.

No wonder the Commander wasn’t the least bit panicked—he knew reinforcents were in place.

Jiang Yan peeled open a lollipop secretly handed to him by Little Celestial Ghost, popped it into his mouth, and chuckled:

“This is the real world—the turf of the Bureau of Historical Revision.”

“And I… am the Commander of the Bureau.”

“You, a stowaway of the Silver Dynasty, a slippery runaway—how dare you act arrogant in front of an officer of the law?”

Jiang Yan’s main strategy: bully with authority. What could he do? He actually had the backing—and the strength!

If you’ve got what it takes, go get yourself so backing too!

Let’s see if the Bureau of Historical Revision won’t smash your head in!

“……”

The human-faced serpent remained silent, not just out of rage, but because the 【Taiping Mutation】 had begun eroding its brain and wearing down its rationality.

In short—it was becoming an imbecile.

This ti, not only had it lost a great deal of materials, treasures, and a strand of will, but it also lost face.

Thus, the human-faced serpent made a decision.

Boom!

Silver brilliance spread across its body—it chose to self-destruct.

However, the mont this thought erged, the void around it suddenly froze, as if ti had co to a standstill.

From the void, eyes like stars opened one by one. Before them, the human-faced serpent was as insignificant as dust.

Eyes of the stars, and all things re dust.

Heavenly Officials!

And they were even stronger than its true body!

“You mutation creatures really don’t cherish your own bodies, do you? Such valuable material, and you’re thinking of self-detonating?” Gu Lao’s voice ca from within the White Jade Capital.

The human-faced serpent, knowing the situation was hopeless, didn’t shout or scream—it just stared coldly at Jiang Yan and said, “Jiang Yan, this seat will rember you. My true body will be waiting for you in the Silver Dynasty!”

Jiang Yan spread his hands and replied, “Then make sure he lives long enough, or if he dies of old age, I’ll go piss on his grave.”

“……”

The human-faced serpent didn’t reply again—its rationality, too, was devoured by the Taiping Mutation, turning it into a lump of flesh.

Gu Lao, leaning on his cane, suddenly appeared beside it and exclaid, “Tsk, Jiang Yan, where on earth did you get such a terrifying thing?”

Even he didn’t dare recklessly touch that pollution.

Not because the Taiping Mutation was particularly terrifying, but because behind it was a connection to mysterious high-dinsional pollution.

It involved unknown Immortals and Gods—with karmic ties.

A single misstep could spell doom.

“Old Tianjing,” Jiang Yan said with a smile.

He had originally planned to warn the Bureau of Historical Revision not to recklessly head to Old Tianjing, so he hadn’t tried to conceal the matter of the Taiping Mutation.

That one sentence left Gu Lao in complete silence.

They hadn’t even found a trace of the Heavenly King’s Treasure, and Jiang Yan had already visited Old Tianjing.

It was like being in school—while they were still learning addition and subtraction, Jiang Yan had already started studying calculus.

Yet as he listened to Jiang Yan recount his experiences, Gu Lao’s expression gradually turned serious.

…Twilight pollution… King of Angels… God missing… other Immortals and Gods weaving their sches…

Old Tianjing was a trap!

“Incredible. This information is critical. If soone entered recklessly, it could’ve caused huge losses to the bureau.”

Gu Lao sighed. “It seems you truly are the fated one for the Heavenly King’s Treasure. With karmic threads entwined, perhaps you will be the one to unlock it.”

Jiang Yan rubbed his hands. “So if I do unlock it but don’t explore—can I still get a cut?”

This involved mysterious Immortals and Gods, and with the arrival of the Taiping Nine-Sectioned Staff, he suspected soone out there was setting him up.

A gentleman avoids standing under a crumbling wall—Jiang Yan figured the rewards from exploration weren’t as valuable as trading it for power.

“That won’t do. Sotis karma is more important than you think. Without the right affinity, you’re destined not to obtain it. What’s ant for you will be yours.”

Gu Lao shook his head and smiled. “Besides, you don’t need to worry. Since the Bureau of Historical Revision has stood in the real world for so many years without falling, we naturally have ultimate asures to deal with Great Divine Abilities—even Great Immortal Gods.”

“But I was born timid…”

Jiang Yan scratched his head, pretending to be innocent and naive.

Gu Lao chuckled and scolded, “You little rascal, coming here for benefits. You ssed up this Silver Servant’s corpse so badly I don’t even know how to deal with it…”

By the end, his tone carried hidden aning.

Jiang Yan promptly declared, “I just love working too much! As long as it’s for the bureau, for the people, forget the Heavenly King’s Treasure—even the realm of the Immortal Gods, I’d dare explore it!”

Gu Lao didn’t expose him and simply laughed. “Then I’ll trouble you with the cleanup.”

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it well.

As for the danger of the Taiping Mutation—if Jiang Yan dared to use it, then he surely had his ans.

What genius doesn’t have a few secrets?

Push too hard, and you’ll only drive them away.

“Thank you, Gu Lao!”

Jiang Yan grinned and stored the Silver Servant’s corpse into Little Celestial Ghost’s treasure space, quietly feeding it to the Demon-God Embryo to devour and incubate.

As for the matter with the Ou Tide Secret Society, Gu Lao only nodded after listening and said nothing.

Jiang Yan thought perhaps this senior had simply grown used to betrayal.

But unexpectedly, Gu Lao reached into the void like fishing in water and made a few motions.

Soon, he pulled his hand back, revealing a struggling figure in his palm—bearing so resemblance to You Haisheng.

Gu Lao smiled. “I’ve captured the leader of the Ou Tide Secret Society. The rest is up to you all to remove the Silver Dynasty’s anchors in the real world.”

So strong!

Jiang Yan, up close, also felt the power of a Heavenly Official.

In casual conversation, he had suppressed and imprisoned an Ancient Talisman expert thousands of miles away.

Even accounting for how the Path of the Universe was stronger than average paths—he was still ridiculously powerful.

It was hard to imagine… just how mighty were higher-level Saints and Lords of the Nation?

Could Great Divine Abilities truly create and destroy worlds with a single thought?

Next, White Jade Capital transported everyone to the Edge of the Old Days.

As the Jiangnan Province headquarters, they had many matters to handle.

……

……

In the real world, many forces from Hangzhou gathered outside the Ou Tide Secret Society’s base.

Yu Lingchuan and others wore solemn expressions. The mont they received the news, they rushed over.

Sensing Law Domain fluctuations—it was clear that a Law Domain-level being had acted.

But what would the outco be?

Would Jiang Yan back down?

Or would the Ou Tide Secret Society retreat?

If Jiang Yan insisted on saving face and angered the enemy,

and the Ancient Talisman struck carelessly—would he be crushed on the spot?

That would be a disaster.

As they anxiously waited, the Historical Dust churned, drawing everyone’s attention.

It was over!

Was Jiang Yan captured?

But the next mont, the Great Sun Bright King burst through the barrier—returning to reality.

In its hand it held chains, from which hung nurous mbers of the Ou Tide Secret Society, including You Haisheng, like a hellish judge punishing evil. Boundless light radiated from it, as if the Great Sun itself had descended.

Jiang Yan sat cross-legged in ditation atop the Bright King’s head, his head bowed as he gazed gently at the stunned faces of Hangzhou’s transcendents.

He spoke calmly:

“Following the Bureau of Historical Revision’s investigation, the Ou Tide Secret Society is guilty of worshipping evil gods and conspiring with, then smuggling mutated beings from diseased domains. The chief offender, You Tianhe, has been executed. I’ll be sending the remaining remnants to Black Prison for detainnt—after which I’ll take office. Please wait in the conference room—I’ll join you shortly.”

You Tianhe—was the Ancient Talisman from the Ou Tide Secret Society that Gu Lao captured.

As his words landed, everyone’s pupils trembled violently.

Not just from shock—but because…

We get it.

Could you turn off the visual effects?

Our eyes are about to go blind!