Grandpa, times have changed.

Three more months passed after that.

The second Taixuan Realm.

No celestial bodies can be seen anymore.

Broken stars and fragments of continents all turned into tiny dust particles.

Looking around, everything was covered in gray and white!
As the number of battles between the Thirteen True Immortals of Tai Xuan and the Dao soldiers increased, the speed at which they defeated the Dao soldiers also increased.

Perhaps it was because he used his omnipotent ability too many times, or perhaps Xu Xing made progress, which further weakened Xuan's 'self' existence.

Over the past nine months, the recovery of the ancient Taoist army after its defeat has become increasingly slow.

boom!
Then, the seven-colored divine radiance, swirling with light and shadow, spread out, enveloping the entire Second Tai Xuan Realm in a gray-white surging, like a pulsating heartbeat.

The dazzling seven-colored divine light blended into the dust and mist drifting in the deep sky.

Then, within countless tiny dust particles, distorted images of light and shadow flowed with divine radiance, flashing at an extremely fast frequency.

This adds to the already desolate Second Tai Xuan Realm's bizarre and eerie atmosphere.

"Thinking about it carefully, that old bastard Gu has had a pretty miserable life."

In a corner of the grayish-white sea of ​​dust, a twisted black shadow swayed incessantly.

But it was secluded.

Watching the seven-colored divine radiance slowly converge inward and begin to condense bit by bit, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

This ancient...

We've been going against them for so many years.

According to Xu Xing, everything that is happening now was orchestrated by Him for the sake of the Dao Source.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that He was the mastermind behind everything.

Unexpectedly, he ended up in such a state of being neither alive nor dead, having his 'self' erased and refined into a Dao soldier.

"It can be considered that evil has been punished." Chen Huan sighed softly.

A wisp of ethereal, seven-colored divine light lingered around her fingertips.

But soon, it was drawn by a higher-level force, broke free from her control, and flew into the depths of the dust and haze.

Even they had no access to it before.

But now we can not only access it, but also temporarily restrain it...

All these circumstances prove that Xuan's 'self' is constantly disappearing.

“Yes, evil will indeed be punished,” Hongzun also said.

He single-handedly destroyed two great eras, all to create the emergence of the 'extraordinary' and give himself the possibility of achieving the 'Source of the Dao'.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the greatest 'evil'.

"Judging from this, it shouldn't be long before it's over."

The Overlord released the divine radiance that had been bound by his own qi and blood, which was now swirling with distorted light and shadow.

Since each defeat of the Daoist soldiers forces 'Xuan' to use its omnipotent properties, thereby accelerating the demise of its 'self'.

Then they have no reason to stop the revival of the Dao soldiers.

aside.

Bie Xuening stood with her sword in hand, gazing at the high place without saying a word.

……

……

Compared to the Thirteen True Immortals of Tai Xuan in the Second Tai Xuan Realm, they have completely gained the upper hand.

The situation in the Third Tai Xuan Realm is different.

The battle in the starry sky remained fierce, with the battlefield remaining near the front line of the starry sky, and neither side able to advance an inch.

The main problem is that high-level cultivators are too difficult to kill.

More than nine months have passed since the start of the battle, but the number of high-level cultivators who have perished on both sides is still less than 20% of the total.

This was the result of both sides fighting tooth and nail, risking their lives and giving their all...

As for the central mainland.

The battle, which has lasted for more than nine months, has brought both sides to a fever pitch, and the intensity of the conflict is now far greater than it was at the beginning.

As more and more Cang Clan members emerged from various places, the more than 3.9 million Void Returners who remained had no choice but to retreat to their sects and rely on the large formations they had set up in advance to resist the Cang Clan's offensive.

Sword Sect.

As the sect with the second-highest number of Void Returners among the Seven Great Immortal Sects after the Righteous Path Alliance, and unlike the Supreme Council which is located at the bottom of the Profound Void Sea, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Furthermore, the impression that the Sword Ancestor left on these Cang Clan members was far deeper than that left on ordinary True Immortals.

Due to a combination of factors, the Void Returning Clan was the largest group to attack the Sword Sect!

Several terrifying killing formations enveloped the Sword Sect, their array patterns flashing as countless sword energies crisscrossed and intertwined.

Looking around, the entire Sword Sect was shrouded in a sea of ​​sword energy.

Outside of the Sword Sect.

The earth was dyed crimson, and several rivers formed from blood plasma meandered in all directions.

The water veins surrounding the Sword Sect were completely stained red, with countless severed limbs floating in them.

Several figures stood in the clouds, their expressions indifferent, looking down at the terrifying sword energy that crisscrossed and sealed off every corner.

"How to do?"

A member of the Cang clan with a gray crystal between his eyebrows frowned.

His name is 'Shenwu'.

It is Yanxu, which corresponds to one of the strongest Cang Clan members in the Returning to Void realm of the human race.

He once fought Lin Xingyue, the top Void Returning expert of the Dragon Elephant Sky-Supporting Sect, for seven days and seven nights, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

"No rush, there's still a little bit left."

The Cang Clan member who spoke had a purple rune mark between his eyebrows, and the aura emanating from his body was much stronger than that of Can Wu.

Tingjun.

The strongest Void Transformation cultivator of the Cang Clan.

More than two months ago, he fought against Gao Wuwang of Jishi Valley, and the battle lasted for three days.

In the end, Gao Wuwang lost an arm and fled in serious injury.

Since the start of the war nine months ago, the number of humans who have returned to the Void and died at His hands has reached double digits.

"All of the human race's methods above the Dao Integration level are in the starry sky. Although this formation is stronger than the Void Transformation level, it is only at the Quasi-Dao Integration level."

Tingjun's tone grew increasingly cold.

"Transfer another batch of Condensation and Fetal Breathing cultivators, at least ten million."

"Ten million?!" Canwu couldn't help but exclaim.

In the past month or so, they have filled 200,000 Yangwu and nearly 2.7 million Zhushen Cangzu have entered.

Now even the Cang Clan members at the Condensation and Fetal Breathing levels are being transferred to fill this great formation. And there are tens of millions of them?!
"Yes, as soon as possible."

"But--!"

Seeing that Canwu's emotions were becoming increasingly agitated, Tingjun looked at him coldly.

Do you think we have a choice?

One sentence left Can Wu speechless, unable to finish his sentence.

"Only by breaking the formation and slaughtering all the humans hiding within it can we possibly distract the high-ranking humans in the starry sky."

Even if doing so only secures a negligible chance of victory.

But that's all they can do.

"..."

Can Wu clenched his fists, but in the end he could only helplessly let them open.

"I understand, I'll transfer there."

"Well, let's go."

Tingjun patted Him on the shoulder, watched Him walk away, and then looked down again.

But one after another, members of the Cang Clan at the Nourishing Self and Forging God realms were sent to the front of the great formation, utterly powerless against the crisscrossing sword energy, and chopped to pieces...

The shouts of battle and cries of agony were incessant.

Sword energy pierced flesh and blood, severed limbs flew everywhere, and the thick stench of blood was nauseating.

Just a little more blood and resentment, combined with the spiritual materials gathered from various places, and we can set up a grand formation comparable to these killing arrays...

A hint of reluctance flashed in Tingjun's eyes.

If he could, he wouldn't want to do that either. He would have preferred to take the opportunity, as the other members of the Cang clan had suggested, to go into seclusion and break through to the Dao Integration Realm.

But there wasn't enough time, really not enough...

"Regardless of the final outcome, the blame rests on me..."

If the Cang clan survives after this, He who harmed so many of his people will commit suicide to atone for his sins.

If everything comes to nothing...

Then all will be at peace!
……

……

Inside the great formation.

One of the array sub-nodes in the outer sect of the Sword Sect.

A strange creature, no taller than an ordinary person but with a hunched back and a long, flowing beard, was continuously channeling magical power into the node.

He had light yellow fur all over his body, wore a long red robe embroidered with gold, and had long, drooping ears, making him look like a combination of a cat and a rabbit.

Changyao.

It was the alien Void Returner that Chi Jiuyu encountered when he went to the starry sky to carry out a mission.

After the timeline was sent out, the alien beings who remained in the starry sky received a summons from the human race.

Of course, when they first received the conscription order, the vast majority of those who had returned to the Void were unwilling.

After all, this was a matter between the human race and the Cang race, and they really didn't want to get involved.

As a result, the human race did not force the issue, but simply took away the group of Void Returners who were willing to accept the conscription.

Changyao has always been quite 'following his heart', so he is one of them.

The fact that the human race did not enforce conscription has caused many who accepted the conscription to regret their decision.

Who would want to get involved in such a messy affair where death is a constant threat, if they could stay out of it?
Similarly, Changyao is one of them.

Until two months ago, he inquired about it from a human who had become familiar with him.

Only then did they learn that all those who had returned to the Void without receiving any signs had died.

It was a human immortal who made the move.

That's right!

A true immortal, above the stages of Dao Integration, Profound Understanding, and True Insight, personally dealt with those 'stubborn' Void Returners...

That's absolutely outrageous!

According to that human's theory of returning to the void.

Those alien races who refused to accept the signs and remained in the starry sky also met their fate of being captured by the Cang Clan and transformed into biological weapons.

Rather than turning them into biological weapons to fight against humans, it's better to eliminate this threat directly.

'If I had known, I would have severed my cultivation...'

Changyao thought this bitterly to himself.

After all, the only ones who could remain uninvolved were the humans and other races in the starry sky who were sent out and returned to the Void.

For him, staying alive was more important than anything else.

Realm or something...

It can be repaired again!

"Hey, shift's changed."

Looking back, he saw a tall, alien figure with a single horn on his head and a cigarette dangling from his mouth bend down and pat him on the shoulder.

For a long time, in the middle stage of returning to emptiness.

Similarly, Xingkong Fanxu also accepted the conscription order.

"Whoo~"

Changyao let out a long breath, slowly stopped transmitting his magic power, and withdrew from the range of the array node.

"Three more minutes," he reminded him.

"I know."

Kuze nodded and took out a cigarette for him.

"Need not."

Changyao refused.

He walked to the side, took a vial of mana-replenishing liquid, and drank it.

Kuze was very casual, and simply sat down in front of the array node, puffing on his cigarette.

"Phew! I wonder when this will be over."

What he really meant was, 'I don't know if we'll survive.'

But saying it like that was considered unlucky, so he changed his mind just before saying it.

“To be honest, I’ve even considered surrendering to the Cang Clan before,” he suddenly said.

"Don't you dare talk nonsense!"

Chang Yao, who was just about to sit down and meditate, was startled by these words and immediately bristled. (End of Chapter)