Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

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In the western region of Cangzhou, at the hour of Mao (5-7 AM).

At sunrise, the thunderous sound of drums shook the plains and the sky.

Within the remaining defensive lines of the five kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, Qi, Zhuang, and Zheng, the reinforcements sent by the Qiankun Dao Sect, Yuanyang Dao Sect, Jiaolong Sea, and Wanshou Forest watched helplessly as an endless black line continued to expand in their eyes.

As the drums resounded, the mournful sound of the horns echoed through the heavens.

As the earth shook, one could see thunder-patterned blue oxen, hundreds of feet tall and nearly a thousand feet long, appearing from the distant horizon.

These massive, mountain-sized, thunder-patterned oxen panted heavily as they pulled the war artifacts, each a thousand feet tall, along their four hooves. These war artifacts were shaped like corner towers, each consisting of four corner towers. In the center of each corner tower, a hundred-foot-tall mirror inlaid with gold cloud patterns floated amidst rays of spiritual light.

As these war artifacts appeared, magical ships materialized in the sky amidst howling winds.

One after another, celestial-level magic ships, each a thousand miles in size, sailed in, each escorted by several long-range magic ships, each a hundred miles in size.

These Dharma boats, arranged in a row, swept across the land like a torrent that blotted out the sky. On these Dharma boats, one could see countless Daoist soldiers in bright armor, holding magical weapons and standing ready for battle.

Within that unseen layer of fierce winds, thunder, and fire, three million-mile-long magic ships of the Transcendental level were breaking through the lightning and flames, advancing against the fierce winds.

The three Void-class ships resembled giant whales swimming in the vast ocean and galaxy, surrounded and guarded by numerous magical ships ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of miles in mileage.

At this time, the main forces of Penglai, Chixiao and Yaochi are advancing across the board, determined to sweep across the western region of Cangzhou and completely drive the Qiankun Dao Sect and Yuanyang Dao Sect out of Cangzhou.

Above the fierce winds, thunder, and fire, in the vast sea of ​​stars, each star emitted a bright light. Each star represented a being of the upper three realms. At this moment, looking up, there were more than a hundred or a thousand stars manifested in the sky.
Immediately, the four kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, Zhuang, and Zheng sent urgent distress signals to the Wanxian Immortal Palace in the rear. The urgent distress signals almost buried the Wanxian Immortal Palace like flying snow. One can imagine the urgent situation that the disciples of the Qiankun Dao Sect and Yuanyang Dao Sect, who were on the front line of the battlefield, were facing.

Standing atop the city wall, Guanheng Zhenjun, located on the border between Yan and Zhao, stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching the overwhelming war ships pressing down on him. However, his gaze had already penetrated these ships that had erected a barrier of spiritual light, landing on those even larger and more profound beings within the layer of gale, thunder, and fire.

"Brother!"

Guanxu Zhenjun rushed over and, upon seeing the war weapons and Dao soldiers covering the mountains and plains, couldn't help but change his expression: "Have the Eastern Heaven Daoists gone mad?"

Before the words were finished, the war vessels and magical artifacts stopped thousands of miles away from the city. Then, the war artifacts began to activate, and the bronze mirrors in the center of the four corner towers gathered spiritual energy from thousands of miles away, transforming into torrents of golden light that bombarded the city.

Above the sky, those magical boats, some a thousand miles or a hundred miles in size, traversed the hull, aiming their hundred-foot-long cannons at the city gate where Guan Heng Zhenjun was located, and then burst forth with beams of crimson-gold light that could burn mountains and boil seas.

Without a word or any warning, the Eastern Heavenly Daoists launched a fierce attack right from the start.

Seeing this, without Guanxu Zhenjun speaking, the disciples of Yuanyang Dao Sect activated the defensive formation. At the same time, the war magic weapons set up on the city walls and placed behind the city gate were activated in unison, launching a counterattack against the magic boats and magic weapons of the Eastern Heaven Daoist in the sky and on the ground.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were filled with crisscrossing torrents of magic, with streaks of golden light and crimson radiance intertwining and causing the temperature of the entire world to rise continuously. Space itself began to become scorching and melt amidst the intense collision of these magic spells.

As both sides activated their war artifacts, several figures descended from the sky in no time.

"Fellow Daoist Guanxu, it's been a long time!"

Guan Xu looked up, his eyes filled with apprehension: "Cang Hao! Cang Jing! Cang Xi!"

As the old rival of the Yuanyang Dao Sect, how could Guanxu Zhenjun not recognize these famous Upper Three Realms beings of the Chixiao Dao Sect?
Immediately afterwards, several more figures landed.

True Lord Cangyou, True Lord Cangque, and other True Lords of the Chixiao Dao Sect all appeared.

Guan Yuan Zhenjun gazed at the figures of the Crimson Cloud Dao Sect, his expression remaining calm: "The Crimson Cloud Dao Sect is trying to wipe us out in one fell swoop."

Upon hearing this, Guan Xu gritted his teeth: "Guan Che, Liu Yu, Liu Jing, Liu Feng, come with me! Don't let them interfere with the magic array!"

In an instant, powerful auras of the Integration Realm erupted, and Guanxu Zhenjun of Yuanyang Dao Sect personally led Guanche, Liuyu, Liujing, Liufeng and other Integration Realm Zhenjuns into the air to meet the group from Chixiao Dao Sect.

Upon seeing this, True Monarch Canghao couldn't help but laugh and said, "The Yuanyang traitors can't hide anymore! Fellow disciples, leave them all here!"

As he spoke, True Monarch Canghao took the lead and raised his palm. Thousands of flowing light and magical seals condensed and merged into a seal engraved with profound Daoist marks.

"Cangwu Seal! Guanxu, die before me!"

True Monarch Guanxu was no less impressive; with a casual flick of his wrist, a beam of crimson sunlight shot into the sky: "Crimson Sun Flowing Fire!"

Just a moment later, this group of Nascent Soul Realm True Monarchs were locked in fierce combat in the sky above the Yan and Zhao kingdoms.

However, Guan Heng Zhenjun, a Fifth Tribulation True Lord of the Yuan Yang Dao Sect, has not made any move. Even though the Yuan Yang Dao Sect seems to be at a disadvantage at the moment, Guan Heng Zhenjun remains unmoved.

This Fifth Tribulation True Monarch coldly observed the chaotic battle in the sky, but his aura remained firmly locked on the fierce winds, thunder, and fire, towards the figure that had never appeared: "Chi Xiao, Xiao Yuan."

Meanwhile, on the battlefield between the Zhuang and Zheng states, the situation of the Qiankun Dao Sect was not much better.

The Jing, Feng, and Yuan generations of the Qiankun Dao Sect in Cangzhou were facing the Shi, Yu, and Ling generations of Penglai. The Three Talents Formation, composed of Ling Wei, Ling Yu, and Lin Fan, rampaged across the skies above the Zhuang and Zheng kingdoms. The remaining Feng and Yuan generations of the Qiankun Dao Sect were utterly unable to stop them. Even Ling Qiu, a newly promoted Void Refinement cultivator, displayed great power on the battlefield, demonstrating the extent to which the Qiankun Dao Sect's upper three realm combat strength had been decimated.

Of the few remaining powerful figures of the Qiankun Dao Sect, less than half were on the Zhuang-Zheng line, and they were no match for the Penglai elites like True Monarch Shihua and True Monarch Yuming.

Once the war started, it was almost entirely Penglai Dao Sect that kept advancing, while Qiankun Dao Sect kept retreating.

As for the war situation in Qi, it was the easiest.

The Tianyuan Holy Sect's forces in Cangzhou were not the main force to begin with, and they were completely routed in the face of Yaochi's massive offensive. Even with the help of Jiaolong Sea and Wanshou Forest, they still could not stop the collapse of the battle line.

Amidst this complete rout, the Mahayana cultivators in the Myriad Manifestations Immortal Palace could no longer remain seated.

"They want to fight us to the death!"

"As soon as Hua Guang arrived, he couldn't hold back any longer. This kind of all-out offensive is definitely not the small-scale skirmishes we've been doing before. They want to drive us into the sea and out of Cangzhou!"

Dongri Immortal Lord's expression was extremely ugly. He stared intently at the battle line in front of him, becoming more and more furious the more he looked.

Immortal Lord Wanxian appeared remarkably calm, as if he had foreseen today's battle. This last remaining Mahayana Immortal Lord of the Qiankun Dao Sect looked at the reinforcements from the Great Wilderness Realm: "Golden Ape Demon Lord, what are the opinions of the Overturning Sea Dragon King?"

The Golden Ape with Long Arms scratched his face and sighed, "My children have already gone to provide support. Yaochi's breakthrough speed is too fast. Even if we try to stop them, we can probably only reach the Anlan Mountain line."

Anlan Mountain!
That's the dividing line between the central region of Cangzhou and the western region of Cangzhou!
The words of the Golden Ape with Long Arms were practically a direct statement that the entire Western Regions of Cangzhou should be abandoned.

Immortal Lord Wanxian then looked at Dragon King Fuhai, who nodded: "This is the only way for now."

Dongri Immortal Lord frowned and pondered, saying, "Even if we want to maintain our position along the Anlan Mountain line, it depends on whether Chiyun and the others are willing."

Immortal Lord Wanxian's voice was calm, yet undeniable: "The ancestors are currently engaged in a great battle in the chaotic star sea. Their victory or defeat will determine the life or death of all of us."

"If we cannot protect Cangzhou, and the fortune of my Qiankun Dao Sect declines to its extreme, it will inevitably affect the course of the war in the Chaos Star Sea."

"Cangzhou cannot be lost."

Upon hearing this, both Dongri Immortal Lord, Golden Ape Demon Lord, and Overturning Sea Dragon King frowned deeply: Wanxian Immortal Lord's words were not an exaggeration, but the truth.

The powerful beings of Pure Yang were locked in fierce battle in the chaotic star sea, and had already entered the long river of time, fighting in another space-time universe.

At such times, every turmoil in the Nine Provinces Realm will affect the battle situation between the Pure Yang.

The fierce battle between people of equal realm and cultivation level is most easily affected by other factors, such as luck, karma, and destiny. These factors may seem insignificant in ordinary times, but in this great calamity that affects all realms of the Xuanmen, a slight carelessness could lead to the death of a pure Yang or even the extinction of the incense offerings.

Dongri Immortal Lord gritted his teeth: "Wanxian, let's join forces and risk our lives to keep Chiyun here!"

Immortal Lord Wanxian nodded: "It is my duty to do this."

As he spoke, Immortal Lord Wanxian looked at the Golden Ape Demon Lord and the Dragon King of the Overturning Sea: "But I'll have to trouble you fellow Daoists with the Jade Maiden of Yaochi and the newly arrived Huaguang."

Neither the Golden Ape Demon Lord nor the Overturning Sea Dragon King had any objections, but the Crimson Winged Demon suddenly said, "Speaking of which, why hasn't that old fellow Bibo shown up these days?"

As the Crimson Winged Demon spoke, the Mahayana cultivators were immediately taken aback, and then a sense of foreboding welled up in their hearts: these days they had subconsciously overlooked the existence of the Azure Wave Dragon King!

This is absolutely not normal!
Immortal Lord Wanxian and Immortal Lord Dongri exchanged a glance, and the two Mahayana Immortal Lords immediately stood up: "Let's go to the Bibo Pool camp!"

The Dragon King of the Sea followed closely behind.

The Golden Ape with Long Arms looked at the Crimson Winged Demon: "Did you discover something a long time ago?"

The Crimson Winged Demon laughed and said, "Hey, if I had discovered something earlier, would I not have told you?"

"I just suddenly remembered that old guy. Even though he's not well-liked, he's still one of us. We've been missing him for so long."

The Long-Armed Golden Ape gave the Black-Winged Crimson Demon a deep look: "I hope so. Right now, every Mahayana cultivator we lose will have an irreversible impact on the battle situation."

The Crimson Winged Demon laughed and said, "Do you really think that damned Jade True Taiyi Heaven is still useful?"

As he spoke, the Black-Winged Crimson Demon also left the Immortal Palace and headed towards the Azure Wave Pool.

Watching the group leave, the Long-Armed Golden Ape sighed deeply: "Surrounded by powerful enemies outside and scheming against each other inside, we are all demons, why can't we unite and get through this calamity first?"

With a sigh, the Golden Ape with Long Arms gazed at the clusters of brilliant stars manifesting in the western sky and lamented:
"I really shouldn't have gotten involved in this calamity!" (End of Chapter)