Blood soaked the earth, and flocks of demonic birds circled above the broken walls and ruins, but in those ruins, there were still upright and tall figures.

The protective array was riddled with holes, and the city walls were on the verge of collapse. Every attack from the beast tide could cause this defensive line to crumble completely.

In the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom, hundreds of millions of mortals constantly face threats to their lives.

Even though every battlefield was facing the onslaught of beast tides, reinforcements continued to arrive from all directions, fighting against the demon race in the sky, on the plains, on the hills, and even amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

They formed the third line of defense for the cultivation world of Lu with their own flesh and blood and their strong backbone.

Everyone knew that the land beneath their feet could not be saved, but they still rushed forward like moths to a flame, buying time for the evacuation of those behind them.

But for ordinary people, this land is simply too vast.

They had lived their entire lives within the confined mortal realm, never having seen such a vast world.

For them, the distance between one cultivation world and another was a distance they could never reach in their entire lives.

Therefore, the rest of the cultivation world brought out almost all of their flying boats and all flying magical artifacts capable of carrying people, escorted by Golden Core cultivators, and each time they could transfer millions of people.

The key element, however, was not the large interdimensional flying boats, but a flying artifact called the "Paper Kite".

This magical artifact can only carry five people at a time, but it only requires one Qi Refining cultivator to operate. The key is that the refining cost is very low. It is nominally classified as a second-tier magical artifact, but its cost is less than one-third of that of a second-tier low-grade magical artifact.

Even a Qi Refining cultivator with slightly more funds could afford it.

For a remote region like the Nine Realms of Southwest China, where even flying boats are a luxury, this is simply a revolutionary product.

However, the kite is not unfamiliar to the world. It was introduced from the border and coastal areas thousands of years ago and is one of the few magical artifacts that can be used by Qi Refining cultivators for transportation.

However, the common perception is that the "kite" is slow and extremely expensive, and a Foundation Establishment faction often only has a few.

The one who changed all of this was Li Ban.

He studied the art of craftsmanship from a young age and made many small gadgets for cultivators when he was young. After adulthood, he began to improve the [paper kite] and achieved results in less than ten years.

When the Wanxiang Palace first saw the finished product, they were full of praise.

From then on, low-level cultivators in the Qi Refining stage of the Song family possessed inexpensive transportation tools.

Later, after further improvements by the Song Clan's Tiangong Hall, a new type of "paper kite" with even faster speed was introduced, causing many Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Song Clan to abandon the inefficient mode of transportation of flying swords.

After the Southwest Alliance was established, Song made public the manufacturing blueprints of the first version of the "Paper Kite" improved by Li Ban to all alliance members.

Originally intended to enhance the methods of Qi Refining cultivators in dealing with demonic birds, it has unexpectedly become the main force for changing the fate of mortals.

Tens of thousands of kites soared over the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom. Under the unified command of True Person Scorpion, the cultivators first used small flying magical artifacts such as kites to transport mortals scattered in various places to gathering points in the vicinity of Daqi, Cangyuan, and Gusu.

These gathering points were personally protected by Golden Core cultivators, and once a certain number were reached, they were transported away by large inter-domain flying ships.

To support this historic migration, Peng Siying mobilized all the flying artifacts of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce, including nearly a hundred inter-domain flying boats alone, which was almost the total number of other Golden Core forces in the southwest.

Two hundred inter-domain airships can transfer millions of people at once.

Such a large-scale migration involving an entire mortal realm of cultivators is extremely rare, not only in remote border regions but also throughout the entire human cultivation world, occurring only in very distant times.

Few people were optimistic about the Southwest Alliance at the time, and many even thought it was a product that Song Changsheng had vigorously promoted in order to seize power.

Under these circumstances, many people felt that as long as the alliance fell into a disadvantageous position in the war against the demon race, the so-called Southwest Alliance would collapse.

But the Nine Realms of the Southwest proved these people wrong with their actions.

Even if they suffer defeat, even if the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom falls, they will still never abandon or give up, even if it means taking huge risks and expending massive amounts of manpower and resources.

When one place is in trouble, help comes from all sides; this is no longer just an empty slogan.

Countless people were deeply moved, and at this moment, the Nine Realms of the Southwest truly became one...

Inside the Cloud-Entering Hall on the Cangmang Peak, Song Changsheng, who was in seclusion comprehending the Great Dao of Life and Death, suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and an invisible barrier shattered with a bang.

The Heavenly Tree appeared behind him, and a flower bud slowly bloomed, absorbing all the remaining death energy in his body.

At that moment, he finally understood the true meaning of "death".

Song Changsheng opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.

This bottleneck had been holding him back for quite some time, though only for him; in reality, it had only been about half a month.

But today, he suddenly had an epiphany without any warning, which made him keenly aware that something was wrong.

A quick calculation revealed that the power of fortune suppressed by the [Heirloom Seal] had increased several times over.

"What's going on?" Song Changsheng frowned.

The surge in his luck should have been a good thing, but he could clearly sense that this luck was mixed with a different kind of emotion, which was highly similar to the luck of the former citizens of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty that remained in the [Chengyuan Sword].

Despair, resentment, and pain.

The only difference is that this surge in fortune contains a kind of "vitality" that the old people of the Great Qi did not possess, like a beam of light in the darkness, weak but obvious.

"What exactly happened?"

Song Changsheng felt a vague unease and quickly used his divine sense to summon the family steward who was on duty outside.

"What are your orders, Chief?"

"Did something major happen during my seclusion?" Song Changsheng asked directly.

"You...you already knew?" The deacon's voice trembled slightly.

"explain."

The serious tone made the steward's heart tremble, and he reported truthfully: "Just three days ago, the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom fell, and a great relocation is currently underway."

"What?" Song Changsheng suddenly stood up, his internal energy of laws almost going berserk. He quickly circulated his energy to regulate his breathing and only asked about the details of what happened after he had calmed down.

After listening, he immediately understood why the power of fortune had suddenly surged. In this desperate situation, the alliance had become the only ray of light for all mortals in the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom. The power of fortune that originally belonged to each of the various forces had now all converged and merged into the collective fortune of the Southwest Alliance.

He was momentarily at a loss for words. This was the direction he had been striving for, but he hadn't expected it to be achieved so quickly, or in this way.

"The price... is far too high." Song Changsheng sighed deeply.

Even with the aid of various powerful forces at any cost, no more than half of the mortals will be able to successfully transfer to a safe zone.

How were the Rakshasa Hall and the Five Poisons Sect destroyed?

"It must have been some kind of powerful demonic artifact that was used. The defensive formations of the two sects were broken almost instantly, leaving them with no power to resist."

Song Changsheng frowned: "A demonic artifact? Why a demonic artifact? Could it be that another demonic force is hiding in the shadows?"

The Blood Demon Cult flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it, reasoning that even if the Blood Demon Cult hadn't been destroyed, it couldn't possibly possess such power.

Although the Five Poisons Sect and the Rakshasa Hall do not have fourth-order array masters in charge, their mountain-protecting arrays are all top-grade fourth-order. Their thousands of years of accumulated experience are not to be underestimated.
It was breached in an instant.

Such power far exceeds the scope of a Golden Core cultivator; only a Nascent Soul cultivator or a True Nascent Soul cultivator like him can achieve it, and not just one, but two.

Although we don't know how they did it, one thing is certain: it was definitely not a Nascent Soul True Monarch who made the move. Otherwise, they would have already wiped them out, and there wouldn't be this grand transfer now.

What puzzled Song Changsheng the most was that since the other side had such great power, why didn't they choose to attack the Rakshasa Hall fortress directly, but instead went to the trouble of attacking the headquarters of the Rakshasa Hall and the Five Poisons Sect?

What are their motives for doing this?
No normal person would do this in command. If they wanted to conquer the cultivation world of Lu, the most direct way would be to break through the fortress and annihilate the elite forces of various major powers.

Since the other side has done this, there must be other motives involved, and its importance even surpasses that of breaching the fortress.

"Demonic forces... mortals... mortals?"

Song Changsheng suddenly woke up; this was the only possibility he could think of.

The reason for not directly attacking the fortress was to keep the main forces of the major powers tied up there. If they wanted to plunder ordinary people, this would be the least resistant approach.

What chilled him to the bone even more was that the current Great Transfer had brought mortals to a high concentration, and even with the protection of Golden Core cultivators, it was impossible to cover every aspect. If the demonic forces hidden in the shadows chose to launch a sneak attack at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although the death energy in his body had been completely dispelled, he had not yet completed the crucial step of "merging life and death." His internal injuries had not healed, so even if he came out of seclusion, he could not do anything.

"Immediately have Qingxi send a message to Wanxiang Palace, requesting True Lord Tiger Elephant to come and oversee the situation."

Furthermore, recall the Dharma Protector Elder and give him this item, instructing him to take the [Chengyuan Sword] down the mountain; he must be quick!

Song Changsheng decisively took out the [Dongxu Tower] he had obtained from the ancient witch clan.

Although Song Qingxing could not unleash the full power of this treasure, its internal space could accommodate tens of thousands of people at a time. With the power of the [Human King Sword], it could travel quickly between the two cultivation worlds, greatly accelerating the speed of transportation.

In the unlikely event of an attack by a demonic cult, the [Chengyuan Sword] can provide a solution.

The steward dared not delay and hurriedly led the [Dongxu Tower] to the General Affairs Hall.

Watching his retreating figure, Song Changsheng couldn't help but murmur softly, "I hope things won't get to the worst."

……

"When did these sanctimonious righteous cultivators become so united? Even at a time like this, they still haven't given up."

Under the cover of night, the Blood Soul Venerable looked at the flying magical artifacts that kept going back and forth in the distance and said in a sinister tone.

"Hmph, these so-called righteous cultivators love to do such foolish things. Even at a time like this, they still care about the lives of these mortal ants," the Blood Gu Venerable said with a face full of disdain.

Blood Soul Venerable couldn't help but sneer, "Heh, we should thank them. The Five Poisons Sect and Rakshasa Hall had already moved the mortals to other places. The shortage of essence blood is still huge. If they hadn't gathered these mortals together, we don't know how much more time we would have wasted."

Blood Soul Venerable subconsciously licked his scarlet lips and grinned maliciously, "Indeed, we should thank them. Without further ado, let's prepare to make our move."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two transformed into a mist of blood and disappeared into the dark night...

Within the temporary gathering point for mortals, countless flying magical artifacts rose and fell, constantly transporting mortals from all directions. Many cultivators were exhausted, but other cultivators quickly stepped in to take their place, not daring to delay for even a moment.

"Nearly a million mortals have already gathered, and we are just waiting for the next batch of flying ships to arrive so that we can send them to the cultivation world of Suzhou."

Inside the makeshift house, an elder of the Golden Crow Sect meticulously reported to Chen Zhongfang.

"Yes, that's good. We must be more vigilant."

The demonic cultivators who attacked the Rakshasa Hall and the Five Poisons Sect have yet to show themselves; they likely have some ulterior motive. We absolutely cannot allow them to gain an advantage.

The elder solemnly replied, "Please rest assured, Supreme Elder, the area within a radius of five hundred miles is filled with sentry posts and detection arrays. We can detect even a fly flying in."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a piercing shriek came from afar.

The elder's expression immediately changed drastically: "An enemy attack?"

Without him saying anything, Chen Zhongfang had already sensed two extremely powerful auras. He ordered in a heavy tone, "Immediately seek help from outside and evacuate the mortals as quickly as possible. At this point, survival depends on individual abilities."

Having said that, even though he knew he was no match for them, he still resolutely went to meet them.

"There's one who's not afraid of death, but he's a bit stronger than that little snake from the Five Poisons Sect."

"It's rare to find someone decent like him, you can't compete with me for him!" Blood Gu Venerable's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, and he looked at Chen Zhongfang as if he were looking at prey.

The Blood Soul Venerable frowned and said, "We have already overdrawn the power of two sacred artifacts. Our current strength is not even a fraction of what it used to be. We should not be careless."

Let's go together and finish this off quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications.

"Hmph, if I were in my prime, crushing him would be as easy as crushing a bug."

Once I've recovered my strength, I'll definitely have a good fight and slaughter all these so-called righteous cultivators!

Having said that, the Blood Gu Venerable flashed forward like a ghost, rushing towards Chen Zhongfang.

The Blood Soul Venerable followed without a word, summoning a rusty metal compass. An invisible spatial force surged, silently sealing off the entire gathering point...

...(End of this chapter)

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