Staying in the sect, controlling beasts and cultivating immortals

Ling Wuying's signal! It crossed the chaotic and violent spatial currents between the Central Continent and the Eastern Region, and penetrated the possible layers of blockade by the Rift Heaven Alliance, finally arriving!

Yu Changsheng stood before the imperial throne, his figure still upright like a solitary peak supporting the sky. His black imperial robes fluttered without wind, and on the skin visible beneath the robes, several fine yet ferocious dark red cracks, like parched and cracked earth, silently told of the terrifying backlash and damage to his Dao foundation he had suffered when refining the Divine Demon Finger Bone.

However, when that flashing purplish-gray light entered his unfathomable eyes, an indescribable sharpness and coldness instantly replaced all weakness, as if a slumbering primordial beast had opened its eyes. He did not turn around, but only uttered a single word in a deep voice: "Open."

Mo Heng sat cross-legged beside the compass base, his hands already transforming into a blur of motion as he unleashed a torrent of complex and ancient hand seals, drawing upon the immense power of the Chaos Emperor Array to infuse the compass.

The Guixu Star Orbit Compass shuddered violently, and the purplish-gray light at its core suddenly exploded, transforming into a twisted and unstable beam of light that projected into the void of the hall.

Within the beam of light, the image shook violently, accompanied by ear-piercing crackling of electricity and howling spatial turbulence. The first thing that caught the eye was Ling Wuying's face, stained with sand and dark red blood, half of which was charred black.

His leather armor, standard for the Guixu Shadow Ship, was riddled with cracks. One of his eyes was reduced to a bloody, gaping hole. With his remaining eye, he stared intently ahead, his hoarse voice piercing through the light barrier, each word dripping with blood:

"Emperor... Central Continent... Core of Rift Sky City... Remains of the Burial God... False God and Demon!"

The scene abruptly shifts, revealing a vast underground space that shakes violently. Blood shoots into the sky! It's not ordinary blood, but a pool of venomous blood, thick as magma and shimmering with the faces of countless tormented souls.

In the center of the blood pool stood an unimaginable behemoth—a skeleton a thousand feet tall, its shape twisted and grotesque, as if forcibly pieced together and fused together from the remains of countless different gods and demons.

The massive, white ribs were covered with dark red veins, and the huge finger bones were like pillars supporting the sky. At the top was a deformed skull made up of hundreds of different heads, and hundreds of empty eye sockets pulsed with a turbid, destructive, ghostly light!

The skeleton was not inanimate. Thick blood plasma was frantically gushing from the pool of blood into the crevices of the skeleton, forcibly extracting and melting countless struggling and wailing souls, transforming them into streams of scarlet energy that coiled around and nourished the terrifying skeletal body. On the surface of the skeleton, dark red and murky gray light flickered alternately, and an oppressive force that seemed to freeze the soul and drag everything to its decaying end struck the hearts of everyone in the Soul Guardian Prefecture even through the chaotic projection of star trails!
"They... used the scattered remains of the Ancient Ruins of the Burial of Gods as a foundation... to sacrifice all living beings... and forge false gods and demons!" Ling Wuying roared with endless grief and indignation, "The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion... the 'Map of Myriad Realms'... its core points... deep within the Ancient Ruins... there is... an even larger... source of remains! It is... the key!"

The screen flickered violently again, capturing several blurry figures at the edge of the blood pool. They wore the iconic black robes of the Rift Heaven Alliance, embroidered with lightning patterns tearing the sky, and were frantically manipulating the massive array hub, injecting more blood essence into the pseudo-god-demon body.

One of them seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through the barriers of time and space, coldly "looking" at Yu Changsheng behind the light screen.

boom!
The beam of light suddenly went out, and the light at the core of the Guixu Star Orbit Compass dimmed instantly, leaving only wisps of smoke and a pungent smell of burning.

The hall was deathly silent, with only heavy breathing and the pounding of hearts clearly audible.

Yu Changsheng slowly raised his hand, and all the noise in the hall was instantly silenced by an invisible force, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. His outstretched hand, with its distinct knuckles and heavy imperial aura, gently stroked the Sword of Annihilation hanging beside him.

Om-!
The sword responded with a clear, melodious, yet desolate, ringing sound. After absorbing the essence of the divine and demonic finger bone, the sword now bore many intricate and complex ancient gray-white runes, seemingly containing the ultimate principles of the universe's birth and death, in addition to the original chaotic divine patterns and dark red blood patterns.

His gaze pierced through the magnificent dome of the hall, as if he could see the scorched earth of the Eastern Region that had just been burned by war, and beneath the scorched earth, under the suppression of the power of the Demon-Suppressing Stele of Guixu, the boundless torrent of bones belonging to the Ancient Ruins of Burial Gods.

The Rift Heaven Alliance not only intends to steal the power of the ancient ruins, but also to use them as fuel in a furnace to burn away all life and ignite the demonic body of that false god! The core intelligence that Ling Wuying risked his life to bring back was crystal clear—deep within the ancient ruins of the Burial God, there was an even larger source of remains, which was the key to the false god-demon plan.

The icy voice, like ancient ice rubbing against each other, carried an unquestionable imperial will, resounding throughout every corner of the hall, and like a war drum, pounding in the hearts of every soldier.

"Pass the order."

"Three days."

"To attack the heavens."

The moment the words "Conquer the Heavens" were uttered, the entire Soul Guardian Prefecture came to life!
Woo——! ! !
A desolate yet powerful war horn ripped through the brief silence, one blast after another rising from the highest watchtower of the Protectorate, the Chaos Watchtower, like the roar of a sleeping dragon, instantly spreading to every corner of the fortress. Then came the deep, thunderous sound of war drums that shook the earth! Thump! Thump! Thump! Each beat caused the black basalt ground beneath their feet to tremble slightly, and made the blood in the soldiers' chests boil and burn.

The Protectorate's massive war machine roared into action with maximum efficiency.

"Demon Slayer Army! Assemble!" Wang Cheng's thunderous roar drowned out the horns and drums.

His imposing figure appeared on the massive command platform of the training ground, his dark gold armor reflecting a cold metallic luster under the chaotic light.

Below, 30,000 Demon Slayers, clad in uniform black armor and carrying Void Returning Blades, had already formed a formidable square formation. Having endured the brutal battle at the Ancient Ruins of the Burial Gods, and replenished with nearly 300 Annihilation War Puppets forged by Mo Heng in the Myriad Transformations Void Returning Furnace (these puppets were clad in dark metal, with miniature Void Returning Runes embedded in their joints, and cold, gray-white flames flickering in their eye sockets), the entire army no longer exuded a simple aura of slaughter, but a terrifying pressure that mixed iron-bloodedness, deathly stillness, and the annihilation of Void Returning Blades, like a silent torrent of steel, waiting only for a command to crush all obstacles in its path.

"Sky Patrol! Take off!" A sharp whistle pierced the sky. Huge, flat, barracuda-shaped Sky Patrol ships spewed out streams of dark blue Void Energy from their tails, emitting a deep and powerful roar. One after another, they broke free from the earth's grip and slowly rose into the air.

On the side of the airship, the muzzles of the Ruins Ballistae, gleaming with a dangerous, eerie light, adjusted their angles, locking onto the deathly forbidden zone shrouded in gray fog to the east.

The cultivators piloting the flying boats had stern expressions and sharp eyes like eagles, firmly controlling the entire airspace.

Mo Heng's figure was completely enveloped by the enormous Myriad Transformations Returning to the Void Furnace. The furnace was located at the core of the array master area, its body blazing red-hot, and countless mysterious runes on its surface moved as if they were alive.

His hair and beard stood on end as his hands rapidly formed hand seals, precisely injecting streams of pure chaotic energy and the remnants of annihilation poison extracted from the Demon Suppression Stele into the furnace. Inside, pure white flames surged and roared, performing the final tempering and activation of the last batch of annihilation war puppets. At the same time, he was also frantically refining the Void Crossbow bolts and various war talismans to replenish the supplies.

Chen Xueqing did not appear in the bustling training ground or the busy workshop.

She stood quietly atop the highest purification tower of the Protectorate, overlooking the scene of preparation for war below, which resembled a boiling furnace.

A jade lotus platform floated before her, the illusory image of the Pure Lotus more solid than ever before, its layers of emerald petals unfurling, radiating a vast and boundless aura of life essence. She formed a hand seal, pure and flawless emerald light flowing from her fingertips, like a gentle stream, silently merging into the massive purification array that enveloped the entire Protectorate.

Deep within the earth's veins, suppressed by the Chaos Emperor Array, the stubborn remnants of annihilation and filthy spores were rapidly melted and purified like ice and snow under the overwhelming and unstoppable power of life purification, ensuring the stability of the earth's veins behind the army and eliminating any worries about their rear.

Her beautiful face bore a trace of exhaustion, but her eyes were exceptionally firm, like a stabilizing force, injecting a refreshing stream into this war fortress, calming the restlessness brought by the violent energy, and soothing the tense minds of the soldiers.

Yu Changsheng stood alone on the highest terrace of the Imperial Palace, the Sword of Annihilation hanging beside him, its tip emitting a hazy, annihilating light, the chaotic runes and ancient gray symbols on its blade flickering erratically. His profound gaze pierced the boiling Protectorate, beyond the newly formed scorched earth of the Eastern Region, locking firmly on the east—the direction of the Ancient Ruins of the Burial Gods. There, gray mist churned, like an unchanging curtain of death.

He could clearly sense that deep within the ancient ruins, beneath the vast basin of the Demon Face Rock Mountain, which they had just destroyed in their bloody battle, a massive, chaotic will, imbued with ancient rage, was rapidly awakening. That was the "key" coveted by the Rift Heaven Alliance, the core source of the pseudo-god-demon plan, and the root of all evil he would have to sever himself in three days!
The three days passed in the blink of an eye amidst the deafening horns, booming war drums, the friction of metal, and the roar of energy.

On the fourth day, before dawn, the only sounds in the world were the low hum of the Chaos Emperor Array in operation and the hazy glow emanating from the pure energy flow.

The massive black iron gate of the Soul-Suppressing Protectorate slowly opened amidst the metallic roar of hundreds of huge winches turning simultaneously! The heavy doors scraped against the ground, producing a thunderous sound.

"Demon Slayer Army! March!"

Wang Cheng's voice was like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounding in the ears of every soldier.

He took the lead, transforming into a dark golden, violent meteor, carrying the scorching domain of domineering blood and burning heaven, and bursting out of the city gate!

Behind them, a steel torrent composed of 30,000 Demon Slayers and 300 Annihilation War Puppets followed closely.

Their steps were perfectly synchronized, heavy as muffled thunder, each step they took on the earth causing the scorched soil of the Eastern Region to tremble!

Armored figures stood like a forest, and battle spears gleamed like frost. Mixed with the chilling stillness emanating from the Annihilation War Puppet, they formed a terrifying aura that could tear everything apart and flatten all things, rolling towards the Ancient Ruins of the Burial Gods!

High in the sky, the cluster of spaceships roared deafeningly, spewing long, dark blue tail flames, like floating steel islands, obscuring the already dim starlight.

The muzzle of the Guixu crossbow gleamed with a dangerous energy light, firmly locking onto any possible anomalies within the gray mist of the ancient ruins.

Yu Changsheng's figure appeared above the vast army. His imperial robes fluttered in the wind; he was not riding in any chariot, but simply hovering in the air.

The Sword of Annihilation hovered beside him, its blade trembling slightly, emitting a clear, thirsty cry. He said nothing more, simply raising his hand, his slender fingers pointing firmly towards the core basin of the Ancient Burial Ruins!
This single finger gesture seemed to drain all sound from the surrounding space.

Rumble——!
A deafening roar, like the earth splitting apart, echoed from the depths of the earth!

It was not a large army marching, but terrifying power emanating from the core of the Chaos Emperor Array!
Centered on the Soul-Suppressing Protectorate, nine incredibly thick, dark-gold chains, formed entirely from materialized chaotic energy and profound imperial runes, resembled nine ancient dragons bursting from the earth. They tore apart the scorched land of the Eastern Region, carrying immense power capable of crushing stars, and instantly traversed dozens of miles, plunging deep into the earth veins of the core basin of the Ancient Burial Ruins of Gods!

Click! Snap! Snap—!
A deafening roar, as if continental plates were being forcibly torn apart, resounded from underground. The entire Burial Ruins shook violently! The thick gray mist that shrouded it was forcibly ripped open by these nine world-destroying chaotic chains, creating nine enormous fiery rifts!
As the smoke and dust cleared, a colossal, chilling crater was revealed between heaven and earth. At the bottom of the crater, instead of pitch-black nothingness, lay… skeletons!
They piled up layer upon layer, intertwined with each other, forming a bottomless sea of ​​bones that exuded a primordial desolation and ominous curse!

This is precisely the "key" that the Rift Heaven Alliance coveted, as mentioned in Ling Wuying's jade slip—the source of the remains at the deepest part of the Ancient Ruins of the Burial Gods! At this moment, it was forcibly extracted from the depths of the earth by the nine chains of the Chaos Emperor Array and exposed to the light of day!

"Woo-woo-woo-!!!"

The instant the Sea of ​​Bones was exposed, an indescribable, terrifying roar, a mixture of the dying cries of billions of living beings and the shrill screams of shattering space, suddenly erupted from the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Bones! The invisible sound waves, like billions of poisoned needles, ignored physical defenses and pierced the souls of everyone!
puff!puff!puff!
At the forefront of the Demon Slayer Army, hundreds of soldiers were struck as if by a heavy hammer, blood gushing from their seven orifices, their eyes glazed over, and they fell straight down. The protective shields of the Sky Patrol Flying Ships flickered violently, and several smaller ships wobbled and fell like kites with broken strings.

"Hmph!" Chen Xueqing, who had been standing quietly beside Yu Changsheng, moved. She stepped onto the jade lotus platform and shouted, "Purifying Domain - Azure Lotus Soul Suppression!" Her slender hands formed a seal like a blooming lotus.

hum!
The suspended jade lotus platform shone brightly, its light increasing a thousandfold in an instant!
A gigantic phantom of a blue lotus materialized behind Chen Xueqing. At the lotus's heart, a drop of pale golden essence blood, containing a vast life force and a purifying will, was forced out and merged into the blue lotus! Boom!
The illusory image of the Pure Lotus solidified completely, like an ancient lotus descending to earth. Its roots pierced deep into the void, and its huge emerald green petals unfolded layer by layer, completely enveloping the vanguard of the entire Divine Dynasty army!
A soft yet incredibly strong emerald green light screen instantly took shape, with countless blue lotus Dao patterns flowing across it.

The terrifying shriek of the primordial spirit slammed into the emerald green light barrier, producing a piercing friction sound, and the light barrier rippled violently. (End of Chapter)