The Western lands. From the very beginning of creation until the Conflict of Dao and Devil, this region had always been the domain of Rahu, the Demon Ancestor.
It was supposed to be a fertile land on par with the Eastern lands, but it was completely devastated during the Conflict of Dao and Devil.
Driven to madness by his defeat at the hands of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Rahu directly detonated the spiritual veins of the Western lands in a fit of rage.
As a result, the Western lands had now become barren and desolate, overrun with fiend qi and turbid qi. No birds perched, no beasts lived, not a single blade of grass grew, and all life was virtually extinct. Aside from a trace of vitality remaining at its core on Mount Xumi, the entire region had turned into a complete wasteland.
The Northern lands.
This area was once the headquarters of the ferocious beasts during the Ferocious Beast Tribulation, where the Ferocious Beast Dynasty founded by Beast Emperor Shenni had its roots.
Ravaged by ferocious beasts for countless years, this region had never been able to match the other three lands from the very beginning.
And now...
With Demon Ancestor Rahu's desperate act, the Western lands had plummeted straight to the very bottom.
They were now in an even worse state than the Northern lands.
Yet, there was still a very high probability that ferocious beasts remained hidden within the Northern lands.
Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches marched grandly and aggressively into the Northern lands.
Making quite a commotion.
They quickly drew the attention of countless eyes.
“What are the Ancestral Witches trying to do now?”
“Who knows? The Ancestral Witches' recent behavior has been extremely bizarre.”
“Could they be searching for something?”
“Heh, with the minds of the Wu tribe, all they know is eating and fighting. What could they possibly be looking for?”
“Fellow Daoist, you talk too much! This ancestor will not allow you to slander our fellow Daoists of the Wu tribe!”
“Forgive me, Fellow Daoist Hongyun. I spoke out of turn.”
“Look! It's ferocious beasts! The Ancestral Witches are capturing ferocious beasts!”
Wisps of Essence Souls belonging to numerous Daluo Golden Immortals converged in the void, conversing and discussing even as they watched the Ancestral Witches' movements.
It was then they discovered that the Ancestral Witches had actually unearthed ferocious beasts in the Northern lands!
What was more... they were actually capturing them?
At East Kunlun on Mount Kunlun, the Essence Souls of the Three Purities gathered, observing the Wu tribe's actions and discussing them.
“The Wu tribe is capturing ferocious beasts? Why is that?” Tongtian was deeply puzzled. “Those things are utterly useless, completely worthless for cultivation. Aside from obtaining a minuscule amount of merit, they have no value at all. Could the Ancestral Witches be doing this solely for merit?”
“Hehe.”
Taiqing Laozi gave a faint smile, his detached eyes—void of emotion, desire, and action—seeming to have pierced through the truth of the matter. “Third Brother, you are mistaken. While ferocious beasts are indeed worthless to cultivators like us, they are the absolute best food source for the Wu tribe.”
“Indeed.”
Yuanshi Tianzun nodded in agreement, his stereotypical impression of the Wu tribe shifting slightly. “Ferocious beasts are shrouded in violent, fierce fiend qi, which is like the filthiest waste to cultivators like us. But to the Wu tribe, ferocious beasts contain not only fiend qi but also the vital blood qi needed for their physical tempering. Most importantly, ferocious beasts lack intellect. Consuming them incurs no karmic burden of slaughter, and even brings the reward of merit.”
“With the Wu tribe's intellect, they could never have figured this out. There must be someone of supreme wisdom assisting them from the shadows!”
At this thought, Yuanshi Tianzun could not help but think of Xuanjian.
In the entire Honghuang, he was the only cultivator who walked so closely with the Ancestral Witches.
As could be seen from the previous conflict over the gourd vine, Xuanjian's relationship with the Ancestral Witches was far from ordinary.
Now, with such a sudden shift in the Wu tribe, Xuanjian's shadow was undoubtedly behind it!
“Impressive.”
Tongtian was full of praise. “If they had followed the Wu tribe's usual way of doing things, they would have created boundless slaughter. It might be fine in times of peace, but once a tribulation rises again, the Ancestral Witches would inevitably sink into the quagmire of the tribulation, unable to extricate themselves. But now...”
Taiqing Laozi said, “Perhaps, when we have the time, we should have a chat with that fellow daoist.”
...
Meanwhile, on the Wu tribe's side.
Zhujiuyin was leading his clansmen to clear the fiend qi and turbid qi.
Dijiang, on the other hand, compressed a pocket realm of space with his bare hands, throwing all the ferocious beasts captured by the Ancestral Witches and Arch-Witches inside.
“Hahaha, these are all our future rations!”
Dijiang laughed heartily.
Zhurong was huffing and puffing, working with immense enthusiasm. “We Wu folk are so, so happy! Beat the ferocious beasts today, eat roasted meat tomorrow!”
“Zhurong! Stop using your damn Dutian Divine Flames! You're burning the damn beasts to a crisp before we even collect them!”
“Screw you, Rushou! You have the nerve to lecture me? Look at you, how many ferocious beasts have you chopped into mincemeat already?”
“Fuck!”
Shebishi said, “Stop fighting, please stop fighting!”
...
While the Wu tribe was working themselves into a frenzy for the survival of their race,
on the other side, the Demon Court and the Immortal Court were also locked in a fiery clash over territory.
The Demon Court took the initiative.
They mobilized their forces at the Eastern Sea, launching an assault on the Immortal Court.
Last time, with only Dijun, Taiyi, and the Ten Great Demon Saints, they had sent the Immortal Court fleeing in utter defeat.
This time, the Demon Court was bolstered by three more Innate Sacred Beings: Emperor Xi, Emperor Wa, and Demon Master Kunpeng.
By all accounts, the Immortal Court's chances of victory seemed exceedingly slim.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi still fought as if possessed by the god of war, charging forward with a roar while clutching his "brick"—the Chaos Bell.
However, Duke of the East had learned his lesson this time.
He did not clash head-on with Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
For he knew he was no match.
“Everyone, raise the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!”
Duke of the East sacrificed a formation diagram, shouting toward the heavens as he issued the imperial decree of the Immortal Court!
Immediately following his command, every cultivator in the Immortal Court sprang into action.
The formation diagram unfurled, blotting out the sky. Complex and profound formation runes etched themselves into the void. One by one, the Daluo Golden Immortals of the Immortal Court assumed their designated positions, while the Taiyi Immortals took their places, waiting for orders as hundreds of millions of immortal soldiers and generals stood in tight formation.
The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!
It was complete!
Duke of the East had comprehended this grand formation from a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure—the Ten Thousand Immortals Diagram.
This formation used the Ten Thousand Immortals Diagram as its core eye, anchored to the spiritual veins of the three islands of Yingzhou. With ten thousand immortals entering the formation, it wielded the power of ten thousand immortals!
The formation possessed numerous capabilities.
One of which was the unification of all power into one!
The grand formation concentrated the power of all ten thousand immortals into a single entity.
Duke of the East bore this immense power, shouting, “May the power of ten thousand immortals gather in my body!”
“Quasi-Saint... Break!”
Unifying the power of ten thousand immortals, Duke of the East temporarily broke through to the combat strength of a Quasi-Saint!
A magnificent, terrifying Saintly pressure soared to the heavens.
His laws of the Great Dao of Extreme Yang suppressed all other paths. Every Daluo Golden Immortal of the Demon Court, Eastern Emperor Taiyi included, felt as though they had been struck by lightning. Just the stray wisps of Quasi-Saint aura forced them to tremble instinctively.
“Quasi-Saint!”
Dijun's eyes nearly split open with rage as he spat out those two words through gritted teeth.
In this era where everyone was a Daluo Golden Immortal, a Quasi-Saint was an absolutely invincible existence!
“Hahaha!”
Duke of the East laughed wildly to the heavens. “I am the Immortal Emperor! I shall suppress all enemies in this world!”
“You demon scoundrels are nothing but mere clay chickens and pottery dogs!”
“Watch as this Emperor slays you all with a single strike of my sword!”
Duke of the East raised the Pure Yang True Sword and slashed downward.
Boom!
Countless eons of time and space shattered, the tear clean as a mirror. The terrifying might of a Quasi-Saint suppressed the entire battlefield!
Exhibiting absolute, peerless invincibility!
“Quasi-Saint?!”
“Since this Emperor can withstand your ten thousand immortals, I can also suppress and slaughter you right here!”
Eastern Emperor Taiyi went wild as well.
“Chaos Bell! Suppress!”
“Fellow Daoist Nuwa, lend me the Qiankun Cauldron!”
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