The mastermind behind the scenes starting with the calamity of all races

"Netherworld Venerable" looked at him coldly, "What? You doubt me? Your Demon Clan and the Prison King's lineage are colluding together, but my Netherworld Clan will never cooperate with the human race! You haven't even cleared yourselves of suspicion, yet you're here doubting this and that. Do you think you're so great? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Look at me again, and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"Enough! Heavenly Lord of the Underworld, don't go too far!"

Marquis Ziyun's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with endless murderous intent.

"Netherworld Venerable" unleashed his aura, pressing down on them, and said fiercely, "Hahaha, going too far? Marquis Ziyun, who do you think you are? Based on strength and status, you have no right to speak to me condescendingly!"

Not to be outdone, Ziyun Hou, Motian, and Motian Zun also unleashed their auras. The four auras collided, creating a dense array of red and black electric arcs in the void. The more than twenty Heavenly Kings behind them involuntarily took a step back.

In a 1v3 situation, "Ming Tianzun" was clearly no match for them, but even so, Ziyun Hou and the others were unable to completely overwhelm "Ming Tianzun".

Across from them, a deep sense of apprehension flashed in the eyes of the three, including Ziyun Hou. "Netherworld Celestial Venerable" was not easy to deal with!

Even if the three of them could defeat "Netherworld Lord" by joining forces, at least one of them would have to perish, and in more serious cases, it was not impossible for two of them to perish. Only Marquis Ziyun was confident of surviving.

Not only them, but even Saint Marquis and others frowned slightly. They were also somewhat wary of "Netherworld Venerable". Of course, wariness was one thing, but not enough to kill him.

After all, no matter how strong "Netherworld Celestial Venerable" is, he is still just one person. The Netherworld Clan has no way to become the overlord of all heavens. Its foundation is not enough, and relying on "Netherworld Celestial Venerable" alone is far from enough.

Once the Prison King's lineage is dealt with, they have plenty of ways to counterbalance the Underworld Clan and the "Underworld Celestial Venerable." Therefore, compared to the "Underworld Celestial Venerable," the Demon Clan's stance is a more troublesome issue.

If what "April" said is true, then today's battle may indeed be subject to change, and the demons must be guarded against.

Seeing that the four were about to make a move, the Holy Marquis and the Sun-crowned Marquis exchanged a glance and instantly appeared between them, separating them.

"That's enough. With a formidable enemy at hand, let's all step back. Any conflicts can be resolved privately after we eliminate the Prison King's lineage. As for the remnants of the human race, let's ignore them for now. Even if they go to unseal the Hundred Battles, so what? With their strength, I don't think they can do it."

The words of the Marquis of the Sun were agreed upon by the Holy Marquis, who nodded and said, "Indeed, if they go to rescue Bai Zhan, it would be a perfect opportunity to wipe them all out in one fell swoop!"

As he spoke, the Marquis exuded confidence.

No wonder. Eight quasi-kings guard the sealed mountain. Unless the human race also sends more than eight quasi-kings, how can they unseal the Hundred Battles? With their strength, if they go, it would be like throwing meat buns to a dog—a one-way trip.

If that's the case, it would suit the wishes of all races, and save us the trouble of searching for them everywhere.

With the intervention of the Marquis of the Sun and the Marquis of the Holy, the four stopped fighting. However, judging from their expressions, the conflict was irreconcilable. The Marquis of the Holy and the Marquis of the Sun did not say anything, which suited them just as well.

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I was honored to be selected to listen to Eagle's lecture tonight, so my update is a little late. Please forgive me.

Chapter 500 The Great Battle Finally Erupts [Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Full Subscription!]

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With over a hundred cultivators from all races facing off against more than thirty ancient chaotic beasts, it was essentially a five-on-one situation.

The battle situation is becoming increasingly one-sided.

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"Ancestor, I think we should make a move."

Yue Hao looked outwards, his brows furrowed slightly. They couldn't just stand by and watch these chaotic ancient beasts be killed. If they lived, they could at least help them hold back some of their enemies.

After a moment of contemplation, Yue Zhan said, "Then let the Dao Integration Realm go out. The Heavenly King and the Heavenly Venerable should not be moved for the time being."

Yue Hao and the others exchanged glances, their eyes filled with worry. Their number of Dao Integration cultivators was only a few dozen, plus more than thirty Chaos Ancient Beasts, which was no match for the myriad races.

Thinking of this, everyone cursed the eight-winged tiger and its companions in their hearts again. If these ancient beast kings hadn't run away with the people, they wouldn't be in this situation.

"Ancestor, why don't we just take action ourselves? The others alone are no match for the myriad races," Yueqin suggested.

Yue Zhan said coldly, "If they're not opponents, then they're not opponents. The Holy Race needs their sacrifice, and the Holy Race will remember them forever."

The great celestial beings were shaken. They instantly understood the moon's plan: to sacrifice ordinary Dao Integration cultivators in exchange for Yu Qing and the Po Long beast.

Although it was somewhat cruel, none of them stopped it, just as Yue Zhan said, the Holy Race needed their sacrifice.

At this moment, the cold-bloodedness and cruelty of the Prison King's lineage were on full display.

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With Yue Zhan's command, dozens of Dao Integration Realm cultivators from the Holy Race flew outwards to join the battle between the Chaos Ancient Beasts and the myriad races.

The Holy Race, with its dozens of Dao Integration Realm experts and the Chaos Ancient Beasts, numbered only seventy or eighty. In contrast, the myriad races had over one hundred and fifty members. They still held a firm advantage, and with two against one, victory was only a matter of time.

The problem now is that the Holy Race and the Chaos Ancient Beasts are fighting desperately, while the Myriad Races Dao Integration is relatively conservative. They are unwilling to fight desperately, and even in a two-on-one battle, they are hesitant to fight. This scene made the Heavenly Venerables and Heavenly Kings watching from the outside frown.

Judging by their current posture, how long will this fight last?

But they couldn't say that, "You can't expect others to risk their lives, can you? They're not all your subordinates, and besides, they wouldn't want their own men to risk their lives."

"Ahem, shouldn't the demons make a move? They were supposed to be the vanguard, but..."

March suddenly said.

Swish swish!

Ziyun Hou, Motian, and Motian Zun turned their heads instantly, staring at Sanyue with murderous intent, like three man-eating beasts.

Damn March, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!

March scratched his head sheepishly, "Why are you staring at me like that? Am I wrong? If I remember correctly, the demons are indeed the vanguard."

"Netherworld Lord" also laughed, "Yes, I remember it was the Heavenly Lord Mo who personally agreed. What, you don't want to go back on your word, do you? My Netherworld Clan will not agree to that. Holy Marquis, Sun Crown Marquis, do you two clans agree?"

"A promise is a promise. We mean what we say. Fellow demons, please go and lure out the Heavenly Venerable of the Prison King lineage first, and then we will make our move. Rest assured, we will never leave you to fight alone."

The Holy Marquis and the Sun-crowned Marquis reached an agreement and quickly spoke.

The demons' faces were grim. Besides the three Heavenly Venerables, including Marquis Ziyun, there were four other Quasi-Kings here. Apart from the two guarding Bai Zhan and the one left to guard the demon territory, their high-level combat force was basically all here.

"it is good!"

Finally, Marquis Ziyun gritted his teeth and agreed.

Before leaving, they didn't forget to glare at "Underworld Lord" and March.

After they left, "Netherworld Celestial Venerable" chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Sanyue, it seems that both of our races have incurred the wrath of the Demon Clan. Who knows, we might need to cooperate someday. What do you think?"

In March, her eyes flashed, and though it was unclear what she was planning, she surprisingly didn't refuse: "Okay."

Beside them, the Holy Marquis, the Sun-crowned Marquis, and the others exchanged glances and immediately felt a sense of unease. If the Underworld Clan and the Iron-Eating Clan were to unite, how would they maintain control over the two clans in the future?

Regardless of what they thought, over there, Marquis Ziyun and his group had already rushed into the depths of Chaos Mountain. Their seven powerful auras were made no attempt to conceal themselves, clearly telling the Prison King's lineage, "We've arrived."

"You lineage of the Prison King, come out and face your death!"

Marquis Ziyun let out a long roar, his voice resounding through the sky, as if the demon race and the lineage of the Prison King were truly mortal enemies.

"Yuehao, Yueqin, Yuexiao, you guys go out and meet the enemy," Yue Zhan ordered, his eyes narrowing.

"Yes."

Without hesitation, Yuehao and his two companions led the four quasi-kings out.

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The remaining nine Celestial Venerables' eyelids twitched; it was yet another unfamiliar Celestial Venerable.

Yue Hao and Yue Qin had met and fought together, and had also sensed Yue Zhan's aura, but this was the first time Yue Xiao had appeared. Including Dou He who had fallen earlier, this clan already had five Heavenly Venerables, which was terrifying.

“No wonder this lineage is so arrogant, five Heavenly Venerables, heh.” March said, grinning.

The Marquis of Sun Crown calmly gazed into the depths of Chaos Mountain and said indifferently, "I'm afraid there's more than that."

Behind them, many Quasi-Kings gasped in shock: "Five Celestial Venerables, eight Quasi-Kings, plus dozens of Dao Integration Realm cultivators—and these aren't all?"

Among the eight potential kings, the group also included Zi Shui and Yu Xi, who had already perished, as well as Dou Ke and You Zhen, who had already made an appearance last time.

At this time, the four quasi-kings led by Yue Hao and his group were all unfamiliar quasi-kings, making a total of eight.

Putting aside other things, the Demon Clan only has seven Quasi-Kings in total, the Immortal Clan originally had eight, but after the Yuan Sheng Marquis perished, only seven remain now, and the God Clan is the same, with the Flash Spirit Marquis perishing, leaving only seven.

In this way, the three races of immortals, gods, and demons are in balance. But now, a lineage of the Prison King has suddenly emerged, and it is so powerful that everyone has no choice but to join forces.

"What a terrifying lineage," the Holy Marquis remarked.

Having only been awake for a few days, he actually knew very little about the Prison King's lineage, having learned almost everything from Dao Tianzun. As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and today he finally witnessed it for himself.

"It was indeed terrifying. Fortunately, we discovered it early, otherwise we would have started fighting amongst ourselves." The Marquis of Sun Crown agreed, but also made a self-deprecating remark.

As he said, if it weren't for the lineage of the Prison King, and given that the human race was already severely weakened, they would have started fighting each other.

March said nonchalantly, "Don't count us in. If there's going to be a fight, it'll be your three races fighting. No one else is a match for you."

"..."

As they were talking, over at Chaos Mountain, Marquis Ziyun and his group had already clashed with Yue Hao and his group, and an energy storm instantly swept around them.

The commotion from the battle between the six Celestial Venerables and the eight Quasi-Kings was almost comparable to that of the battle between the more than two hundred Dao Integration Realm cultivators next door.

Of course, this only describes the noise; in reality, the battle between the two hundred-plus Dao Integration Realm cultivators on the other side was far more intense than that between Ziyun Hou and his group.

More than two hundred Dao Integration Realm cultivators—even if all the Heavenly Venerables present attacked together, they might not be a match for them; they could overwhelm you with sheer numbers.

However, what none of them knew was that at that very moment, a figure was silently watching them from above.

Yun Jie stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "Such a chaotic battle is rare. Although they are a bit weak, it's still exciting enough."

Next, he turned his gaze to Ziyun Hou and Yue Hao. The scene of their battle was a bit fake. Their attacks mostly landed on empty air. Although the noise looked big, neither of them had even broken a skin.

That won't do.

Yun Jie's lips curled up slightly, and with a slight lift of his finger, Zi Yun Hou below seemed to lose control and struck Yue Hao.

"puff……"

Caught off guard, Yue Hao was instantly severely injured, his blood splattering into the void.

He glared at Marquis Ziyun and angrily transmitted his voice, "You bastard, Marquis Ziyun, what are you doing! You promised to act!"

On the other side, Marquis Ziyun was completely bewildered. She herself did not understand what had happened; she clearly had no intention of attacking Yuehao.

"Say something! What are you doing? Who are you on board with?"

When Yuehao did not receive a reply from Ziyun Hou, he questioned him again.

"Shut up!" Marquis Ziyun said angrily, "This is more realistic. If he didn't even spit out blood after fighting for so long, others would become suspicious!"

Not understanding what was going on, Marquis Ziyun could only try to explain it to himself.

"Damn it, you could at least have told me. It's just spitting blood, it's not that hard. Did you have to go to such lengths?"