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In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

Qin Le sat cross-legged in the small courtyard where he was temporarily staying, surrounded by five illusory images of military flags of different colors, which floated silently.

This is the five-colored military flag he formed with his own humanitarian spirit, and it is also the military strategy created by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden.

However, if the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden were here at this moment, she would probably be shocked as well—the five-colored military flag that Qin Le condensed had a different level of Daoist charm, faintly reaching the level of the Great Dao, and had undergone an essential sublimation with the military Dao she had taught.

Qin Le slowly opened his eyes, looking at the five-colored flags surrounding him, and couldn't help but smile up, revealing a joyful and expectant smile.

"Next... it's time for you all to take your own 'revenge'."

He muttered to himself, and then, with a thought, the phantom of the five-colored military flag quietly dissipated.

He got up, went straight out of the courtyard, and went to find the Jade Emperor. The next steps required the coordination and planning of this ruler of Heaven.

Guided by a celestial official, Qin Le met the Jade Emperor, who was handling state affairs.

After bowing, Qin Le cut to the chase, asking with a smile, "Your Majesty, do you... wish to kill Chaos with your own hands?"

Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor was taken aback at first, then chuckled: "What do you mean? Explain yourself more clearly."

He genuinely didn't understand the meaning behind Qin Le's seemingly nonsensical remark.

But if asked whether he would like to kill Chaos with his own hands?

There's no need for an answer.

Not only him, but countless beings in the Three Realms who had fought bloody battles with the Chaos Beast and lost their loved ones, who wouldn't want to kill the culprit?

However, the Chaos entity is so powerful that only a saint could harm it, making this wish almost a luxury.

Qin Le didn't keep them in suspense any longer. He raised his hand and once again conjured the five five-colored military flags flowing with the aura of the Great Dao, explaining:

"I have integrated my newly comprehended 'Great Dao of All Beings' into the 'Way of War' of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden. In this way, the Way of War can be used as a bridge... At that time, all those who participate in this battle and harbor grudges can be considered to have 'personally' struck at the Chaos."

Sensing the immense power emanating from the five-colored military banners, far surpassing ordinary military tactics, a glint flashed in the Jade Emperor's eyes, and he instantly understood:

"I see! Brilliant! In that case, it is indeed possible! As long as Chaos is firmly suppressed and unable to retaliate..."

He immediately understood Qin Le's plan.

The military strategy of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden is to coordinate the power of a large army to achieve challenges beyond one's level.

Now, Qin Le uses the Great Dao of All Beings to infuse it with a brand new core and upper limit.

As long as the Chaos entity is firmly suppressed and sealed by the eight sages, and can only passively take the beating, then the countless beings of the Three Realms grinding it down day and night could theoretically grind this behemoth to death!

Of course, this plan has an absolute premise—chaos must be powerless to resist.

Fortunately, this premise is currently being met.

"I'll leave the gathering of people and the overall coordination to Your Majesty," Qin Le said with a smile, delegating the most troublesome part of the task to others.

"It's alright, just hand it over to the Heavenly Court." The Jade Emperor agreed with a smile, without any intention of refusing.

He knew that Qin Le excelled at ingenious ideas and key breakthroughs, but when it came to the tedious and meticulous organizational work such as large-scale personnel deployment, logistical support, and order maintenance, he and his Heavenly Court team were undoubtedly much more professional than Qin Le, who was a hands-off manager.

Sending Qin Le to handle these things would actually be counterproductive.

Soon, the Three Realms, which had been peaceful for more than seventy years, were mobilized once again because of Qin Le's sudden grand vision!

This was not a mandatory recruitment, but the number of respondents far exceeded expectations.

All living beings who had shed blood in war and lost loved ones and comrades, whether human, demon, or other races, responded to the Heavenly Court's call upon hearing the news.

For them, having the opportunity to personally avenge the Chaos entity, even if it's just a small contribution, is the best way to comfort and commemorate their fallen relatives and comrades.

A month passed quickly amidst the intensive preparations and the overwhelming influx of registrations.

On this day, outside the Heavenly Court, both the ground and the sky were filled with countless figures that stretched as far as the eye could see!

The various races gathered, their auras mixed yet all carrying a long-suppressed grief and resolute determination.

Looking at the countless respondents, Qin Le couldn't help but turn to the Jade Emperor beside him and ask, "Your Majesty, how many exactly came this time?"

The Jade Emperor's answer was unusually straightforward: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Qin Le was taken aback. "Weren't they tallied up when you registered?"

"You didn't set a limit on the number of people, nor did you set a cultivation level threshold." The Jade Emperor glanced at him, a hint of teasing in his smile. "On the first day of registration, the number of people exceeded one trillion. The celestial officials in charge of registration, seeing the numbers skyrocketing, simply... stopped counting them. Anyway, as you wish, anyone who comes will be accepted."

The number of living beings that ultimately gathered within that month was already astronomical, and no one could know the exact number.

"Okay..." Qin Le touched his nose, somewhat helplessly.

At the same time, he realized how terrifying the workload was for the grassroots officials because of his unrestricted thinking.

Without further delay, he raised his hand, and the five five-colored military flags exuding the aura of the Great Dao reappeared, rising into the air, slowly rotating, and growing larger in the wind until they transformed into five enormous phantom banners that seemed to connect the heavens and the earth.

Qin Le's voice, transmitted through supernatural powers, resounded clearly and calmly in the ears of every applicant:

"The art of war should be familiar to you all. Now, please each choose a military flag and send a wisp of your divine consciousness into it."

As soon as the words fell, the endless stream of applicants below stirred slightly. Then, countless tiny streams of divine sense, like fireflies in a summer night sky, fluttered and flew towards the five huge banners in the air.

Most of these beings were familiar with the art of war, and even those who were not familiar with it followed the instructions.

However, just completing the simple step of channeling one's divine consciousness took more than three months!

The number of participants was truly astonishing.

Once all the divine consciousness imprints were in place, Qin Le activated the Great Dao of Time and Space, opening up ten independent special spaces in the void, dividing the massive number of participants into ten batches and incorporating them into each space.

This was a last resort – the space where the Chaos Body was sealed was limited, and if hundreds of millions of beings were allowed to rush in, there would probably not even be a place to stand.

With everything ready, Qin Le raised his hand, and the stable spatial doors unfolded one by one.

He manipulated the ten spatial boxes that contained countless Avengers, sending them one after another to the place that suppressed the true form of Chaos.

Standing before the slowly closing portal, Chen Yun nudged Qin Le with his elbow and teased with a smile, "Old Qin, how do you feel about making such a big fuss? Feeling especially accomplished?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Le's face showed obvious exhaustion, and he said with a wry smile, "Just this once, and don't let it happen again. If anyone mentions this kind of 'nationwide mobilization' again, I'll fight them."

Although most specific matters are handled by the Heavenly Court, he still needs to take charge of the construction, maintenance, and coordination of some key nodes.

He was already exhausted just from completing this task.

He could now fully understand why so many celestial officials had looked at him with undisguised resentment—this workload was simply inhuman.

To this end, he spared no effort in apologizing with smiles and offering resources.

As the last batch of spatial boxes were sent away, Qin Le, Chen Yun, and a few others who had not entered the special space but had accompanied the ceremony or were responsible for liaison, also stepped through the final spatial gate.

The light shifts and the scenery changes.

The group appeared in a void shrouded in supreme Daoist energy and filled with a oppressive atmosphere.

Ahead lay a golden sealing formation whose grandeur and complexity defied description. Light patterns flowed endlessly, relentlessly suppressing a massive, writhing mass of chaotic origin at the center of the formation, emanating an aura that instilled instinctive disgust and fear.

At the eight key nodes of the formation, eight figures sat cross-legged, their auras as deep and majestic as mountains. They were none other than the eight saints guarding this place: Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, Daode Tianzun, Houtu Niangniang, Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Ze, Taishang Laojun, and the newly promoted Li Jiuyuan!

In the void surrounding the formation, ten unique spatial cubes, each emitting a faint glow, were neatly arranged. Inside them were countless beings from the Three Realms, holding their breath and waiting for the final moment.

Upon seeing Qin Le and the others arrive, Bai Ze, who was seated at one of the key positions in the formation, smiled slightly and spoke in a gentle voice:

"My young friend has arrived. Let's begin. Chaos... cannot turn the tide today."

The other sages also turned their gazes, their eyes filled with encouragement and expectation. They had guarded this place for over a thousand years, and more than anyone else, they longed to see chaos finally brought to an end.

If Qin Le's actions succeed, it will be a way to help them be relieved of their duty of guarding the area as soon as possible, by using the power of all living beings.

Qin Le bowed respectfully to the eight sages, then looked up, his gaze sweeping over the ten spatial boxes before settling on the chaotic mass at the center of the formation, representing the source of all calamities. He took a deep breath and proclaimed loudly:

"Thank you all for maintaining the seal. Now... I'll leave it to them."