"While saying so, we cannot just sit idly by. Send Zhou Yuandao and those so-called world’s strongest to attack the Martial Alliance, with the experts of the Spirit Sect and Fairy Ruins aiding them. Force Lin Yan to make a move. Whether he is at the end of his rope, we can find out as soon as he makes a move."
"Even if we can’t force Lin Yan to take action, it’s good to press Lu Yan to do so. At least we can prevent him from cultivating in peace."
The Hierarch of Spirit Sect ordered.
"Yes, I will arrange it right away."
Immortal Master Nanmang said.
As for whether Lin Yan or Lu Yan makes a move, and whether Zhou Yuandao or people from various Martial Alliances suffer heavy losses, they wouldn’t consider it.
To them, the Human Clan is no more than beasts. They wouldn’t care how many of them died.
This would be an excellent opportunity to gather the life essence of those passed and refine the Lifeblood Sword.
As for the other immortals in the Spirit Sect and Fairy Ruins, they didn’t take them into their consideration either.
If they die, they die. It won’t matter to them as long as they can attain immortality.
"Moreover, if you want to forge the Lifeblood Sword as quickly as possible, the life essence gathered on the battlefield isn’t enough. The martial forces of various influences are useless. Seize the opportunity and butcher them."
"Also, summon all the martial cultivators in the world and have them undergo the ceremony and follow the path of the Martial Spirit. As for the reason, you can think of it yourself. In short, be quick. I want to recover as quickly as possible. Once my thoughts are unified, even the return of the Martial Ancestor cannot hold a candle to ."
The Hierarch of Spirit Sect continued his instruction.
Immortal Master Nanmang and the Giant Ape, of course, agreed repeatedly, then issued commands to mobilize all the forces of the Da Zhou Dynasty.
The Xuan Jia Army, originally part of the Hong Family, one of the Eighteen Feudal Lords.
Later, when Zhou Yuandao attacked Hong Family and destroyed their direct lineage, the Xuan Jia Army surrendered to Zhou Yuandao en masse, except for a few who were killed and so scattered across the forests.
During this ti, they helped Zhou Yuandao in his wars across the south and the north, making significant contributions.
Now, they received orders to move eastward.
"Halt!"
When passing a mountain range, the Primordial Spirit Level general at the forefront suddenly shouted.
With his sharp instinct honed from years of battles, he sensed a dangerous aura.
Several figures silently appeared in front of the army.
A dreadful, blood-red fog surged towards the hundred thousand Xuan Jia Army.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack, prepare for battle."
The lead general roared.
At the sa mont, a purple figure appeared high in the sky, rushing towards the army at an incredible speed. The overwhelming oppressive force caused the battle-hardened Xuan Jia Army to nearly kneel on the ground.
"That is...an Immortal."
The leading general’s pupils contracted violently.
The purple figure was a Purple Da Peng from the Purple Wing Immortal Ruins.
Whoosh, whoosh...
The Purple Da Peng flapped its wings, a gust of wind erupted, and at the sa ti, the power of heaven and earth gathered to form countless purple light swords, pouring down like rain.
Thud, thud, thud...
In an instant, the bodies of many Xuan Jia soldiers burst open, their flesh and blood scattered. The Xuan Armor, on which their fa was heard, was like paper mache in the face of the purple light swords.
In a blink of an eye, hundreds of Xuan Jia soldiers exploded into bloody mush, splattering blood all over their comrades.
"Run..."
In such a one-sided battle, or more accurately, a massacre, even the battle-hardened Xuan Jia soldiers couldn’t maintain their composure. Their faces filled with fear, and they fled in all directions.
Roar!
On the other hand, a two-headed fierce tiger appeared. After letting out a roar, countless white lights fell, and many Xuan Jia soldiers exploded.
From all directions, immortals of different forms appeared one after another.
"Why?"
The general of the Xuan Jia Army roared.
In a flash, a green wolf passed by, ripped off the general’s head, and coldly said, "Livestock is just destined to end up like livestock."
With a squeeze, the head exploded, and the Primordial Spirit was annihilated.
The immortals who attacked, the weakest were at the fourth transformation of Primordial Spirit, and so even reached the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit. Harvesting these ordinary martial soldiers was as easy as a gust of wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
This area had been laid with the Will Power Pattern Formation by the Immortal Clan in advance. So Xuan Jia soldiers escaped into the forest in panic. They were filled with the Will Power Pattern, and as the light radiated out, they exploded into bloody pulps.
Several n in black robes silently appeared nearby, holding crystal skulls, devouring the essence of the dead.
It didn’t take long for the hundred thousand Xuan Jia Army to be almost entirely wiped out.
This scene was repeated in different places.
For example, the martial soldiers who had surrendered from Ji Family, Zuo Family, or those martial families at the Master Level and Honorable Level that were not elite and had many first and second limit-breaking martial soldiers were brought to a certain place under so pretense to be butchered.
At the sa ti, the real elites of the various influences in the Da Zhou Dynasty divided into three routes and were personally led by Zhou Yuandao to attack the Martial Alliance.
....
To the extre east of the mainland, in the boundless sea.
Whoosh!
A figure was seen tearing through the sky, quickly heading towards Yunzhou.
The figure was young, in his twenties, handso, tall and straight. Yet his face was extrely pale, his aura weak.
In his chest there was a blood hole, from the wound, grey energy was surging out, constantly corroding the youth’s body.
From afar, he saw the silhouette of the mainland.
"The shadow of the mainland. I finally found a continent. I hope I can evade those pursuers here."
The youth sped up, and shortly afterward, he landed in Yunzhou.
"An unfamiliar continent. I don’t know what level the strongest person on this continent has reached. I hope the stronger, the better."
The youth whispered to himself, disappeared in a flash.
...
After Lu Yan’s injuries healed, he drove the Thunder Bell into the Thunder Tribulation Ocean in the Nine Layer Heaven.
"I must break through within a year."
"No, a year is the ti that Elder Lin Yan can hold on for, but during this period, he cannot make a move. As soon as he does, his form will collapse. If the Fairy Ruins and Spirit Sect attack early, it will expose him. So, I not only need to break through in one year, but also do it as soon as possible, the sooner the better."
Lu Yan clenched his fists tight, his face determined. He controlled the Thunder Bell and plunged headfirst into the Thunder Tribulation Ocean.
He delved 5,000 miles into the Thunder Tribulation Ocean, and Lu Yan did not stop.
He must go deeper, survive from the brink of death.
Six thousand miles. Seven thousand miles...
"What is that...?"
Suddenly, Lu Yan’s eyes lit up.
Ahead, a Thunder Bull was strolling in the thunder storm.
Wasn’t it the sa Thunder Bull he saw last ti?
At least, it seed to be exactly the sa in terms of shape.
Moo!
The Thunder Bull roared at the sight of Lu Yan and tried to run away.
"Stop!"
Lu Yan manuevred the Thunder Bell and chased after it.
This Thunder Bull was much higher level than the Thunder Snake; if he could refine it, his cultivation level would surely break through and step into the Fifth Transformation of Primordial Spirit, forming the Primordial Spirit Manifestation.
But in the Thunder Tribulation Ocean, the Thunder Bull moved as fast as a fish in water, even when Lu Yan exerted his full strength and chased for more than a thousand miles, he still could not catch up.
When he arrived here, Lu Yan’s speed beca extrely slow. Even though he was hiding in the Thunder Bell, every step was dangerous.
Because the thunder here had turned golden, and its power was extrely terrifying.
If it weren’t for the protection of the Thunder Bell, Lu Yan felt his Primordial Spirit would turn to ashes instantly if exposed directly to the golden ocean.
Moo!
The Thunder Bull strolled nonchalantly in the distance, provoking Lu Yan as if saying, "co and get if you dare".
But Lu Yan ignored the Thunder Bull.
Because his gaze was completely drawn to the scene behind the Thunder Bull.
There, shockingly, was a broken sword hovering.
The handle and half of the blade remained, but the tip was gone. There were even cracks on the blade.
Innurable golden lightning sparks emanated from the broken Thunder Sword, spreading in all directions.
This was actually the center of the Thunder Tribulation Ocean.
And the source of the Thunder Tribulation Ocean was this broken sword.
Lu Yan gasped, unable to hide his astonishnt.
A broken sword, floating above the Nine Layer Heaven, had ford a horrendous Thunder Tribulation Ocean.
This was unheard of.
None of the ancient records of strange events had ever ntioned such a phenonon.
"A broken sword can form such a Thunder Tribulation Ocean, nurturing beings like Thunder Bulls and Thunder Snakes, and even fostering Gold of Rule of Thunder, just what level of weapon is this?"
"Immortal Treasure? Could it be so astonishing?"
Ideas sprouted in Lu Yan’s mind.
He had seen the Immortal Treasures of the Fairy Ruins, although they were broken and had very little power left.
However, this Thunder Sword, while also broken, could still form a Thunder Tribulation Ocean.
Obviously, the level of the Thunder Sword was above that of the Immortal Treasure.
At least, it was above the Immortal Treasures of the Fairy Ruins.
"Can I... obtain it..."
Lu Yan’s eyes flad with desire. He tried to steer the Thunder Bell closer to the Thunder Sword.
But as soon as he got a little closer, golden thunder penetrated the Thunder Bell, striking Lu Yan’s Primordial Spirit.
His Primordial Spirit didn’t char or emit smoke, but Lu Yan felt his Primordial Spirit was lting.
The golden thunder entered his Primordial Spirit, and his Primordial Spirit began to rapidly dissolve, like ice encountering fire.
Aah....
Indescribable pain scorched his soul, and Lu Yan couldn’t help but scream.
It hurt too much, really too much.
This pain was at least ten tis more than being struck by thunder outside.
Fortunately, his Primordial Spirit wasn’t instantly destroyed. The roots of the grand tree inside his Primordial Spirit wriggled and pure energy surged out.
Lu Yan’s Primordial Spirit, lted by the golden thunder, quickly began to regenerate.
But with another crackle of lightning, another bolt of golden thunder broke through the Thunder Bell, striking onto Lu Yan.
Lu Yan’s Primordial Spirit began to lt again. Large sections fell from his body, like liquid wax.
The grand tree promptly released energy, replenishing his Primordial Spirit.
Lu Yan dared not to stay any longer. He quickly steered the Thunder Bell to rush outward and only finally stopped when he was hundreds of miles away.
Although the thunder here was also golden, its power was not as terrifying.
"Eh, my Primordial Spirit seems to have grown a bit stronger."
Suddenly, Lu Yan’s eyes lit up, and a look of delight spread across his face.
Just now, he had been struck by the golden thunder twice. Although it was perilous, each ti, a stream of rich energy remained in his Primordial Spirit.
When he recovered, that energy beca Soul Power.
The speed at which this happened was many tis faster than when he used to cultivate with purple thunder.
"Danger often brings opportunities. The saying is correct. I have the grand tree to protect . I can completely make use of this golden thunder to cultivate. I’m sure I can break through to the Fifth Transformation of Primordial Spirit faster."
"Also, this golden thunder seems to contain a rich Rule of Thunder. If I’m in long-term contact with it, it will definitely help cultivate the Rule of Thunder."
Lu Yan thought to himself.
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