Black Heaven
Yu Sui sat in his terrifying chamber.
Red curtains, a black bed, and Yu Sui himself clothed in darkness
It was as if a living shadow had taken form.
From a crimson mist, Wuzu emerged
Her violet robes shimmered with a strange and unsettling energy,
Revealing powers not meant for the light.
She bowed low behind Yu Sui without a word.
Yu Sui turned slowly and returned to sit on his bed.
Wuzu, her face half-hidden behind a mystical mask, spoke from a distance.
Though fierce in aura, she addressed her Black King with respect and softness:
"My Black Heaven King...
Though your throne may scream of cruelty, I know....this is not your true self.
You are what your flute makes you.
I saw that day, how the Great King Mo Yan fought all to protect you...
You and I both know what lies ahead.
And so, I believe... it is time you help him."
With that, she placed before him a special cloak and a mask
Artifacts meant to restrain the dangerous powers within Yu Sui,
So that they would not harm those he wished to protect.
Leaving them there, she bowed once more and disappeared into the mist.
---
Elsewhere,
Before Mo Yan, the spirit of Qasiong finally spoke.
Her voice....sweet, melodic, irresistible....filled the sacred space.
"Mo Yan...
You may open your eyes now.
The trial you have passed...
Only two people in all of time have succeeded.
You...
and Grandmaster Jeyong.
My deepest blessings to you.
You have now been granted a high-tier spiritual power of divine quality."
Mo Yan tried to stand.
But his body was weakened....barely able to rise.
Yet the spiritual force within him surged
And within moments, all his fatigue vanished.
He stood tall, bowed in reverence, and took his leave.
---
Three days of travel passed once again..
But the winds were not as pure as before.
The air smelled of fire and destruction.
When Mo Yan and his disciples finally reached the Xuemo Sect,
They found the sect under siege.
Mo Yan raised his Divine Sound Instrument,
Zixion...the same instrument crafted from Duie's forbidden ritual.
He plucked 18 resonant strings,
And from the air, hundreds of glowing arrows burst forth
Piercing through enemy after enemy.
Then a message came from the Liuguang Sect
An attack had begun there as well.
Bai Long was fighting with all his might.
Mo Yan commanded his disciples to remain at Xuemo Sect to defend it.
He himself departed for Liuguang Sect.
---
The situation there was worse.
Everywhere, Queen Wui Guan's soldiers swarmed.
And the Queen herself stood within the sacred academy,
Beside one of the respected Grandmasters.....his eyes filled with helpless tears,
As if he was being forced into a betrayal.
Just then, a disciple brought forth an ancient scroll.
Queen Wui Guan opened it and with venom in her voice,
Began manipulating the Grandmaster with twisted intentions:
"You were once the honorable master of three elite sects...
How could you overlook Mo Yan's 419 broken commandments?... Haaaah!
He deserves punishment!"
The Grandmaster lowered his head in shame.
Mo Yan's eyes turned red with fury.
Among the charges: that he had harbored and helped a demon,
That he lived beside one.
Mo Yan was made to sit
And without trial, sentenced to 1000 lashes.
He said nothing.
He simply endured.
Queen Wui Guan knew
To make Yu Sui suffer,
She had to strike at Mo Yan.