From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 360 How many full-force attacks do you have left?

While it was said that preparations for war had been made, in reality only most of the elders and branch sect leaders had been mobilized. Although the ordinary disciples had heard the news, they had not yet been asked to go to the battlefield.

The higher-ups of the Feather Transformation Sect were determined to swiftly eliminate the source before the energy level dropped to a certain threshold, which meant that only elders could participate in the battle.

Only they can reach the Wusheng Sect the fastest.

"Uncle, thank you for your trouble."

Mo Fufeng solemnly handed over the array plate that controlled the ancient magic array of the Feather Immortal Sect to Mo Di.

"Of the array plates left behind by the ancient Immortal Ascension Sect, you are probably the only one left who can safely control them today."

"That's true."

Modi grabbed the array plate and poured his own energy into it.

The array was immediately activated, like a machine that hadn't been used for hundreds of years, or a wild beast that hadn't been hungry for who knows how long, emitting an unsettling roar.

"Are you guys really that aggressive lately?"

The earth shook and the array plate, connected with the magic arrays scattered throughout the main peak of the Feathered Ascension Sect, awakened this ancient treasure that had been silent for a long time.

This entire mountain was originally a magical treasure that had been gestating for an unknown period of time.

"After all, it has been starving for who knows how long. If I were to control the array plate, it would probably be drained dry in no time."

Mo Fufeng squinted and said guiltily, "Unless it's controlled by me and all the elders at the same time, but that would also hold us back, so we can only have you come, Uncle."

"Alright, enough chit-chat, buckle up, we're about to set off."

"Hmm? Uh-oh."

Feathered Peak trembled, and the mountainside pressed against each other as if groaning.

On the main peak, all the elders and branch sect leaders heard the roar of this war beast after its resurrection; it was the last rays of the ancient Feathered Immortal Sect.

After a jolt, the enormous Feathered Peak vanished into another dimension, disappearing from the main sect.

"To all crew members, we have entered the spatial rift. The force field shield provided by Feather Peak has also been activated. In a quarter of an hour, we will return to the material world."

Modi's calm voice echoed across the main peak as the elders marveled that this antique was still usable.

The older it is, the stronger it becomes.

"This Thunder Pool can still be used; my thunder magic has finally come in handy."

"Your thunder magic is nothing. Look at this divination array. Combined with my Heavenly Secrets Calculation, tsk tsk, I guarantee it will make the Wusheng Sect die without knowing why."

"It feels... not as good as this Thunder Cannon, which symbolizes pure violence."

As the will of the Feathered Peak's spiritual veins was awakened, the previously folded and hidden structures were gradually revealed, and the various ingenious formations drew exclamations of wonder from the elders.

In other words, Master Xuanguang was knowledgeable and experienced, and did not show his emotions, unlike those elders who were not serious.

"Elder, if you take your eyes off the internal database first, perhaps your words will be more convincing."

"What do you mean by that? I'm learning from the valuable experience left by my predecessors! After all, the opportunity to activate the Feathered Ascension Peak isn't something you can encounter every day."

Inside the core of Feathered Peak, the spiritual vein will, which had only recently awakened, felt that these younger generations of the Feathered Immortal Sect were somewhat different from what it had imagined.

It vaguely remembered that the sect leaders and elders of the Feathered Immortal Sect were not like this; they were all arrogant, unlike this... comedian.

"Times have changed. Those who still cling to the past honor of the immortal sects have long since turned into ashes and drifted away to who knows where."

Modi was also browsing the database of Yuhua Peak, his eyes reflecting the dense array of obscure talismans.

These talismans contain a wealth of information, including the history of the Immortal Ascension Sect and its lost technologies.

Modi even noticed that several of the intelligence reports inside were related to him.

That must have been from countless previous lives of his body, leaving traces in the Immortal Ascension Sect, though the records didn't speak highly of him.

At that time, his innate wisdom had not yet been awakened. Although he occasionally uttered some amazing and insightful remarks that surprised the higher-ups of the Feathered Immortal Sect, his reputation was unlikely to improve.

"Feather Transformation, now preheat the Thunder Pool Engine, activate the simulation array to calculate coordinates, and prepare to break into the material world."

"I understand, but I still want to ask, why... do you seem so skilled?" the spiritual vein's will asked, puzzled.

"Perhaps it's because I have a special talent," Modi said nonchalantly.

The spiritual vein's will fell silent, not pressing for answers, since it was now entirely dependent on Modi for energy to maintain its sanity.

It didn't want to lower Modi's opinion of it by asking pointless questions.

"To all crew members, Yuhua Peak is about to enter the material world. Please prepare for battle."

With a sharp scraping sound, a piece of the world's surface was torn off, and a misty, celestial mountain squeezed in from the wound, hovering within the territory of the Wusheng Sect.

Before the leaders and protectors here could react, the immortal mountain was illuminated by billions of rays of light.

The next moment, everything related to the Wusheng Sect was purified, leaving only a white, burned-out area.

All living beings within the strike range, though not killed, are completely transformed, making it impossible for them to interfere with the outside world.

By the time the nearest branch of the Wusheng Sect noticed the anomaly, Yuhua Peak had already reached them.

Then another round of divine light washed over the ground.

There was no calculation, no mechanism, only pure numbers.

This fortress-like magical artifact, left behind by the ancient Immortal Ascension Sect, is a devastating blow to the cultivation world, which is currently experiencing a continuous decline in power and the loss of many technologies.

Of course, this is also inseparable from Mo Di's pure red escort.

If it weren't for Mo Di, no one in the Feathered Ascension Sect would have been able to easily operate this ancient fortress, let alone keep it pushing its power close to the energy level limit.

"With three more leaps, we will reach the headquarters of the Wusheng Sect."

Modi's broadcast sounded again, and all the elders who were connected to the magic array and controlling the war equipment pricked up their ears, intending to hear his insights on the battle situation.

"The energy level of the Wusheng Sect's headquarters is particularly weak. In order to prevent the Heavenly Jealousy from descending upon Yuhua Peak, I will lower its power output threshold. At that time, we will have to rely on you all."

"Of course," Master Xuanguang answered on their behalf.

As the waves rose, Yuhua Peak, like paint that had been wiped away, disappeared from the world once again.

The leader of the Wusheng Sect branch, who had just tracked them down, slammed his fist on the table and said angrily, "We've lost them again! Why can't those sinners who defy death just die on their own?!"

"Why are they stopping us? All we want is for death to return to this world, for the world to head towards its destined death. Why are they defying this fate?"

Confused and angry, the leader of the Wusheng Sect was about to continue tracking Yuhua Peak when a surging green tide came from the southwest.

Before he could react, the miasma that flooded the room instantly infected him with the plague, turning him into a bloated, festering corpse.

The plague originating from the Eternal Heaven of the Medicine King's Palace has unknowingly spread to the territory of the Wusheng Sect.

Meanwhile, in the northeast, the flames of treason were burning silently as a large number of bird-men dressed in blue feathered robes infiltrated the Wusheng Cult.

The three forces of Slaughtering Heaven, Corruption Heaven, and Usurpation Heaven will work together to punish the Unborn Sect for breaking the rules and trying to overturn the table.

They knew that the Unborn Cult wanted to reduce the energy level of this world to zero, thereby triggering a phenomenon similar to heat death.

In this way, they can kill this world, using the death of the entire world as a guiding light to help the Mother of No Birth return.

The idea is good, but the three gods intend to modify it.

If the Mother of No Birth were to return, what would they eat? This world's plate may be large, but it cannot accommodate a demon god.

We've finally found a world where the influence of demons is lacking. If we don't seize this opportunity to advance, who knows when the next chance will come.

"One more jump."

As the final announcement rang out, the elders severed their connection with Feathered Peak, activated their magical artifacts, and stood ready for battle.

"Now's the time, let's do it!"

Although the magical artifact's radiance cannot match the brilliance of the Feathered Peak, it is still not to be ignored.

The combined attack of the many elders and branch sect leaders of the Feathered Ascension Sect made the leader of the Unborn Sect feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

The recent loss of contact with several branch headquarters had already put him on guard; no, rather, he had long anticipated this outcome.

Therefore, he made preparations well in advance.

Medicines to combat the plague at the Medicine King's Palace, formations to prevent the infiltration of the Myriad Changes Sect, and methods to resist the Feathered Ascension Sect's strong attack.

Now is the time for him to use that method.

We humbly beseech the Mother of No Birth...

He looked at the white lotus slowly opening on the altar, a fanatical expression on his face.

"Where we stand is the home of emptiness, and this place will not tolerate your insolence."

The incomplete divine kingdom known as Vacuum Homeland descended upon this place, silently extinguishing the elders' all-out attack.

But what followed was the elders' second, all-out attack.

"With the protection of the Thunder Pool, today we will surely fight to our hearts' content!"

"It's been so long since I've had the chance to fight without any worries. This battle is awesome!"

At that very moment, right here, the elders experienced the joy of being escorted by Pure Red.

Unlike their previous battles where they were meticulous and calculating, now they only need to consider brute force.

The Wusheng Sect was able to deflect one of their all-out attacks, but what about the second and third?

Their energy reserves are inexhaustible, while the enemy's energy reserves are like a candle flickering in the wind.

"How could such an attack be possible...?!"

The leader of the Wusheng Sect's expression changed drastically. As the officiant of the ceremony, he could sense the immense pressure the incomplete divine kingdom was under.

The first, all-out attack left the vacuum homeland unmoved.

The second, all-out attack caused the vacuum homeland to shake slightly.

The third time, the white lotus on the altar began to wither.

If he were to launch four or five more attacks like that, the divine kingdom he had painstakingly constructed with the help of the White Lotus of No Life would likely collapse completely.

"Where did they get so much power to go all out?"

If he could report it, he really would report whether the Feathered Ascension Sect was open or closed.

But the reality is that he can't report it, so he can only endure it.

At the same time, from the southwest, green miasma took advantage of the situation and entered, while from the northeast, blue-haired birdmen chuckled maliciously in the shadows.

As if they had planned it all along, the three forces simultaneously invaded the headquarters of the Wusheng Sect.

The cult leader's expression changed repeatedly. It was true that he had contingency plans to deal with all three parties, but he could not deal with all three parties at the same time, even with contingency plans.

It can only handle a maximum of two at a time.

Before the war, the worst-case scenario he had imagined was being sandwiched between two sides, not being targeted by three sides at the same time.

After all, he racked his brains but couldn't figure out that the three parties, who seemed to be fighting fiercely, were actually in cahoots, with only the Wusheng Sect being an outsider.

Even though the leader of the Wusheng Sect tried his best, destroyed his own foundation, and burned divine objects, he still could not resist the three forces at the same time.

A surge of emotions, including resentment, anger, and frustration, welled up within him. As proud as he was, he never imagined that he would meet such an end.

The script shouldn't be like this. He is someone favored by the Mother of No Birth, and should lead the Unborn Cult to achieve its grand ambition and restore death! Instead, he is unable to do anything as he is now.

However unwilling he was, when his incomplete divine kingdom of Vacuum Homeland was breached, his anger turned into impotent rage, making him feel like a clown jumping around, attracting jeers.

The elders of the Feather Transformation Sect had already stopped and stood on Feather Transformation Peak, watching him coldly as if he were a dead man.

The miasma in the Medicine King's Hall has also spread to the main altar, turning the followers of the Wusheng Sect into rotten and bloated monsters.

The cultivators clad in blue feather robes were the most enigmatic; they simply strolled around the main altar with smiles on their faces, as if searching for something.

"The time has come. Let's end this."

Modi calmly gave the order.

Feathered Peak once again shone with immense brilliance, the will of the spiritual veins gathering power close to the energy level limit, determined to wipe out the entire main altar.

This attack was indiscriminate, and the will of the spiritual veins had no intention of letting these potential enemies go unpunished. Therefore, whether it was miasma or blue-haired birdmen, they were all within its strike range.

The blue-haired birdmen sensed something was wrong and began to evacuate in an orderly manner, but the miasma and the rotting monsters within it did not. After all, they were only temporarily transformed and did not have the ability to evacuate.

"It's so bright..."

""

The leader of the Wusheng Sect raised his hand to shield his eyes from the light, tears of blood streaming from them.

He knew he wouldn't die, but that only caused him pain—he would rather die than let his mother, the one who never gave birth, return.

A beam of light pierced through the heavens and the earth, bathing the entire headquarters in a shower of light.

On the altar, the White Lotus, the sacred artifact of the Wusheng Sect, shattered completely, and the energy level weakening ritual maintained by it suddenly failed.

However, as a price, the energy level of the entire Wusheng Sect headquarters plummeted, turning it into a barren land devoid of spiritual energy.

"The target has fallen silent."

"The energy level of the area has dropped sharply; immediate evacuation is recommended."

"Let's retreat."

At Modi's command, Yu Huafeng once again vanished into the spatial rift, leaving behind a group of rotting monsters on the ground that had no time to escape.

Upon noticing the disappearance of the energy level weakening phenomenon, the higher-ups of the Feather Transformation Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

At least now they don't have to cut themselves. It would be worse than killing them if all the power they worked so hard to cultivate was just wasted like this.

"I've made a discovery."

A small, five-eyed, blue-feathered bird landed on Modi's shoulder and tilted its head to speak to him.

"explain."

"Some members of the Wusheng Sect have gone astray. I see other possibilities in them, and perhaps we can guide them to achieve our goals..."