The Primordial Law

Chapter 245 Desire to Establish a Demon Kingdom
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, draping the mountains and seas in a silver veil, illuminating the ages and enduring through time. The night is thick, covering heaven and earth with a black curtain, hiding all evil in darkness.

The clouds on the horizon move like galloping horses.

Wearing a wooden carved mask and a blue Taoist robe that accentuated her figure, Zuoqiu Hongting appeared on the top of the city wall of the inner city of the south.

Behind them was the central avenue of the outer city, which was dozens of feet wide and led directly to the sea of ​​Bingzuze. From there, one could see the brightly lit Mingyue Qixing Pavilion, which was located on the sea.

She faces the inner city, with the majestic Peach and Plum Mountain, towering straight up to the heavens, like a pillar of heaven, eternally situated at the edge of her vision.

Below the city gate, from the Attendant Hall in the inner city to the Ancestral Warrior's Marsh in the outer city, the entire north-south Qiankun Avenue was filled with the deafening sounds of battle, the clashing of magical energy, and blood staining the area for miles.

Each inheritor forms their own battleground.

What a joyous Lantern Festival, a night stained crimson with blood.

The naked corpses hanging on the inner city gate had long since had their ropes cut by Cang Li and Li Ling, and had fallen to the ground.

In the square at the city gate, a bronze cauldron, several feet tall, still bubbled with boiling water, its contents a gruesome broth of flesh and blood. The horrific scene within was enough to make countless human martial arts practitioners nauseous.

"Shh!"

Luan Shenglin appeared on the city wall, his appearance cold and handsome, his eyes bright to the point of being sinister, his long silver-white hair swaying gently. He said softly, "I thought you would lead the remnants of the Zuoqiu Clan, the Jiuli Clan, and the Zhu Clan out of the city to save your lives, but I didn't expect you to still be unwilling. You have killed even more people!"

Zuoqiu Hongting was not affected by his words: "We are all just drifting duckweed in this chaotic world, where can we escape to? If we don't fight today, tomorrow our entire clan and the entire state will die."

“Your injuries are severe, and your fighting strength is greatly diminished. Your so-called struggle is nothing but seeking death,” Luan Shenglin pointed out her weakened state.

Zuoqiu Hongting's eyes remained resolute: "If I seek death, what price will you pay?"

Luan Shenglin stopped a hundred feet away from the city wall, sat on a crenellation, and looked at the distant sea and the bright moon. He said calmly, "The 100,000 lanterns have been lit, like a sea of ​​stars in the water, dazzling and magnificent. In a little while, the immortal tortoise will bring the Dragon Palace, the venue will open, and the Lantern Festival will truly arrive. Unfortunately, this liveliness and celebration belong only to the Ashes of the Far West and our allies."

"Just like the Lingxiao Realm that will soon be established, a magnificent and prosperous demon kingdom will be built, with a territory far larger than the current twenty-eight states. The Ash Region and parts of the states that were swallowed up by the Netherworld a thousand years ago will be included. At the founding ceremony, all allies will be rewarded according to their merits. Demons, Ash Spirits, Undead, Humans... will surely celebrate together!"

Zuoqiu Hongting said, "It's a pity that humans have a very low status in the demon kingdom. They are regarded as livestock and food and are cooked at will. There are probably not many human martial artists who would support the establishment of the demon kingdom."

"Ow!"

The dragon's roar echoed through the night.

With the power of the Azure Dragon Battle Technique, Long Dian rode the mist and ascended the city wall.

His bronze war spear, weighing 120,000 jin, struck the ground of the horse path, and more than 700 scriptures flashed on the spear.

The entire city wall shook violently.

“Young Master, Tang Wanqiu was caught off guard by the demon martial artists of Yinshan, and Xuejian Tangting has been defeated by us. Qi Jin is leading people to pursue and kill him, and he will surely bring back all the Longevity Pill tickets, Dragon Seed tickets, and Dragon Bone tickets.”

Dragon Palace, ranked among the Three Immortals, was known as a banished immortal. His face was strikingly handsome and masculine, and his golden armor accentuated his imposing figure. He then said, "Zuoqiu Hong's remaining fighting strength is probably less than 70%. How about leaving him to me?"

“Very well! After tonight, the titles of East Dragon, West Pig, South Tiger, and North Sword will probably have to be changed,” Luan Shenglin said.

Dragon Palace appeared indifferent: "The top experts of the Five Seas Realm change every few years, and I have never taken such titles to heart. The Dao Seed Realm has been a contest for decades, gathering the top experts of the past ten generations of the Five Seas Realm. This is the game of the strongest in the human world, which can be called entering the inner sanctum. As for those immortals who are no longer fighting in the human world, that is another world altogether."

"With the dragon bone, dragon seed, and longevity pill, you and I will surely be able to flatten the peaks of martial arts cultivation in the human world within a few years."

Luan Shenglin's gaze fell upon the chaotic battlefield below the city wall. His figure flashed, transforming into a graceful arc of silver light as he headed towards the Bright Moon Seven Star Pavilion, intending to first eliminate Ge Xiantong and Zuoqiu Hong's backup plans.

A look of surprise finally surfaced in Zuoqiu Hongting's calm eyes. Stepping on the rain of flowers symbolizing "students all over the world," she chased after them like a fleeting shadow.

"Zuoqiu Hong, your opponent is me!"

The golden armor on Long Dian's body shone like a blazing sun, his magical energy was powerful and domineering, and his speed increased dramatically. He collided with the rain of flowers in the sky and intercepted Zuoqiu Hongting.

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maritime.

Bright lanterns hung throughout the Mingyue Qixing Pavilion, and on both sides of the steps stood figures dressed in white, carrying long swords.

He is a martial arts cultivator from the Five Seas Realm trained by Thousand Mile Mountain.

"Xianlin" and "Tiange" are both properties under the Qianlishan Group.

Qianli Mountain got its name from the fact that it only recruits the best of the best.

They are businessmen who don't want to get involved in the world's struggles and don't want to offend anyone.

They helped the Zuoqiu Clan conceal their hidden martial arts practitioners because they believed Zuoqiu Hong might be a hidden talent and wanted to invest in him early. Now, it seems that Luan Sheng Lin You is a more suitable investment.

Just three miles from the Bright Moon Seven Star Pavilion, Ge Xiantong was trapped in an array constructed from ashes, facing off alone against five powerful spirits from the Netherworld of the Dead.

They all have beast heads, are covered in blood-red clothes, and possess spiritual wisdom; they are the undead prodigies of a certain region of the Netherworld.

On the edge of this ash-covered region stood thousands of memorial tablets, haunted by ghostly figures, all controlled by Ming Niansheng. The twenty-eight Grand Masters of the Calamity Fire Realm who presided over the formation were specially selected by Luan Shenglin from various forces under his command, a special treat prepared for Ge Xiantong. The person in charge of the formation was Tantai Jing, the third-ranked member of the Eastern Territory's First Class, from Huaiyi Island.

One of the three islands of the Eastern Border, the "Huaiyi Island," has submitted to Longmen and been incorporated into the ranks of Luan Sheng Lin You.

The elite troops originally belonging to Luan Sheng Lin You, the Quan Rong and Que Rong from the Western Border who were on whom he placed great hopes, had been almost wiped out by the court and Zuoqiu Men, which is why he was forced to use the people from the Eastern Yi.

It's the final moment, and everyone has played all their cards.

Many forces that had previously remained neutral or had no intention of participating in the struggle for supremacy have also joined in by offering their assistance.

Because the fact that the phoenix gave birth to a unicorn and won seems to be a definite signal.

The forces behind it are too powerful; they must have been plotting for a long time. If they also have the support of the Crossing Calamity Temple, the establishment of the Demon Kingdom might truly be an inevitable trend. Who wouldn't want to pledge their allegiance in advance?
……

On Peach and Plum Mountain, the senior experts of various forces realized that something was terribly wrong as Luan Shenglin's trump cards and hidden strengths were gradually revealed.

Some rushed back to the North, others to the East and West...

Everyone felt that the calamity that was sweeping across the world had likely already broken out at the same time.

Now, we can only hope that the Crossing Calamity Temple will not side with the force behind Luan Sheng Lin You, so that human cultivators at the Lingxiao realm will still have the power to resist.

The Three Heavens.

The elders of Zuoqiu Sect stared in disbelief at Changqing Temple, then at the swarm of insects rushing across the inner city walls, utterly bewildered.

"How is Changqing Temple connected to the underground? What's the deal with that Bagua Well? Your Taoist lineage is very secretive!"

"The secret of Changqing Temple must have been told to him by Hongting."

"Forget about Changqing Temple. The situation is already in dire straits. I just hope that the young man surnamed Li can arrive in time to turn the tide. The birth of seven lord-level larvae and the summoning of the insect swarm is a stroke of good fortune."

Zuoqiu Ling glared at Yin Jun, his aura carrying a message: "I'm certain that Hong Ting doesn't know the secret of Changqing Temple either. Just who is that kid?"

The recluse was filled with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

The good news is that at this extremely dangerous moment, Li Weiyi's cultivation has advanced again, and he has killed two experts at the level of inheritors. He has also attracted a swarm of insects, which will surely rekindle hope on the battlefield that is in a state of despair.

If Li Weiyi truly turns the tide tonight, then the imperial court and Leixiao Sect won't be able to act as they please. At least on the surface, they'll have to consider the consequences.

Given the current precarious situation in Lingxiao Realm, they probably don't have the energy for that.

There are many things to worry about!
Can the situation really be turned around?
As for the secret of Changqing Temple...

Yin Jun guessed that it must be related to the leader's wife, the former grandmother of the Jiuli tribe.

Yin Jun said, "A thousand years ago, the transcendent patriarch of the Zuoqiu Sect's Taoist lineage married into the Jiuli tribe. It's perfectly normal that the Jiuli tribe knows what you don't."

……

The ninth heaven of Peach and Plum Mountain is located in the void above the character "解".

The gathering of extraordinary beings was unlike any other martial arts practitioners in the mortal world; it resembled a discussion between immortals and gods.

The imperial carriage of the Second Master of Lingxiao Palace was as large as a palace, resplendent in gold and green, like a celestial palace, suspended above the sea of ​​clouds, with scriptures surrounding it like a sky full of stars.

Her voice floated out: "How wonderful! For ten years, everyone has been fighting fiercely, completely forgetting the dangers from the outside world. It was only the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival that awakened the rebels of the world. Gentlemen, will your rebel armies continue to fight? Will you continue your campaigns?"

"If the Grand Palace Master doesn't issue an edict of self-reproach or cancel the Xiaotian Decree, for the sake of all living beings, we must continue fighting, break through Lingxiao City, fight our way to the outside of Lingxiao Palace, and ask her face to face whether she knows her mistake or not." A transcendent figure from the Northern Border sat cross-legged amidst the sea of ​​clouds, surrounded by a myriad of scenes, forming his own little world.

A voice from within the imperial carriage said, "What right do you have to criticize the Grand Palace Master? The twenty-eight states of Lingxiao are the responsibility of the Grand Palace Master, not you. It is not your place to speak of the common people under heaven."

"The calamity, danger, and terror posed by the Grand Palace Master far surpasses that of the demon race. As long as she lives, everyone will live in perpetual fear. As long as she lives, the number of human forces siding with the demon race will only increase, and the righteous army will never give up on crushing Lingxiao City; there is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation." Another transcendent voice echoed in the void.

Inside the imperial carriage: "Go ahead and stir things up! Keep stirring things up until the Lingxiao Realm turns into a demon kingdom. Then we'll all die together!"

An elderly scholar in a scholar's robe with a refined appearance sat under an ancient peach tree as thick as a millstone, alongside a Taoist master from the Du'e Temple.

His eyes sharpened slightly: "It seems that the Du'e Temple is actually more inclined towards the demon race? Holding the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival and luring the old guys to the capital of Qiuzhou, wouldn't that make it easier for them to succeed in the Ashes of the Far West?"

The Immortal Master of Du'e Temple smiled bitterly: "I am human, and of course I hope that Du'e Temple will support Zuoqiu Sect. But the rules of Du'e Temple are greater than anyone else's will. Let me ask you, even without this exercise of the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, if Zuoqiu Sect were to fight for the world, would the Ash Region of the Far West not have made a move? Would the Netherworld of the Dead not have taken advantage of the situation to invade?"

"All the variables and hidden forces at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival will still play out in the struggle for power amidst the world's intrigues."

"Now that we've had a rehearsal, you're also prepared, so it's fair."

"I think the Du'e Temple simply believes that choosing the far western Ashlands will quell the turmoil in the Lingxiao Realm more quickly. Hmph!" The old man in the Confucian robe looked down at the battle situation in Qiuzhou City as if examining a battlefield sand table, and sneered, "What if we happen to win?"

(End of this chapter)