All around, for thousands of miles, there was a dead silence, not a trace of life to be found. Not even bones remained, as they turned to dust under the cover of magma.
The magma left on the ground still emitted intense heat.
The scorching void distorted under the reflection of light.
"Heh heh heh... heh heh... I, Shan Fu... have finally... co out... Human world... your nightmare... has arrived!" A man with an ordinary face, dressed in a black robe and without eyebrows, laughed manically.
Being suppressed for thousands of years had already made him extrely deranged. At this mont, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to take revenge on the Martial Emperor, to take revenge on the human world.
Revenge on everyone.
Shan Fu conjured a skull mask in his hand and slowly placed it on his face, continuously emitting a sinister laugh, and his voice echoed constantly between Heaven and Earth.
...
Ti passed, ti flowed.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yuan had been in closed-door cultivation for over three months, nearly the longest ti he ever spent in seclusion. And during his seclusion, the world was gradually changing.
First was the Northern Plains. Perhaps because the news of Central Plains’ military preparations spread, the plains were in a panic, and countless tribes near Liangzhou began to migrate gradually.
The Beiliang Army, having relied on backing for so long, began to take revenge uncharacteristically, gradually advancing toward the grassland, where they would kill or imprison along the way.
The once powerful three Great Royal Courts of the grassland had fallen silent.
Since Huang Ji’s return, news of the Wu Feng Barbarian God and Ge Mu Barbarian God both being killed in battle in the Western Regions spread, causing trendous shock and fear.
With both Barbarian Gods there, they had at least so confidence to resist Central Plains, and at worst, they could return to their forr state to protect themselves.
But now, with two of the Barbarian Gods gone, leaving only the Huang Ji Barbarian God, even though he has Earth Immortal cultivation, how could he resist the terrifying Chen Yuan??
It’s known that a direct assault in the Western Regions didn’t succeed, and in a one-on-one, there’s absolutely no chance of victory.
Despair gradually spread.
The major Royal Courts began preparing to migrate north.
They had taken hundreds of years to migrate from the snowfield to their current territory, and now they had to return. Everyone felt aggrieved, yet there was nothing they could do.
If they didn’t leave, they’d die!
However, even wanting to move such a large tribe was not an easy task, as the ti spent was just too long, and the resources used were indeed too much.
Huang Ji no longer had the ambition he once had. He even considered finding a place to hide for hundreds of years, to avoid Chen Yuan’s edge and then reappear.
But, as the only Immortal remaining in the grasslands, he was the hope of the entire three Great Royal Courts. If not for him, they might have already collapsed under the pressure of Central Plains.
If he left, the three Great Royal Courts would be nothing but a loose sand of tribes, even less capable of resistance.
If the Barbarians Clan of the grasslands were to be wiped out, he would be the sinner of the entire grasslands.
After returning, he even sent ssengers in the na of the Royal Court to the Capital to et Chen Yuan, willing to honor him as the Heavenly Khan, proposing an everlasting brotherhood alliance between Great Yan and the grasslands.
Central Plains as the brother, grasslands as the little brother.
Unfortunately, they couldn’t see Chen Yuan, and could only receive so perfunctory responses, while Central Plains continued to send elite soldiers towards Liangzhou.
This filled him with anxiety and unrest.
At the sa ti, in the South, the Demons began to move, breaking the initial peace. Demons continuously crossed the mountains, harassing and attacking the people of South State.
Everyone understood that a war more terrifying than the last battle at Zhen Nan Pass would soon occur!
At the head of Zhen Nan Pass.
Chu Changfeng, clad in gold-plated armor, looked solemnly at the South, with an ordinary young Taoist standing beside him, indistinguishable from an ordinary man at a glance.
But his identity was extrely noble.
The Ksitigarbha King Buddha of Spirit Mountain!
"What does Senior Moluo think?" Chu Changfeng turned his gaze to Moluo, speaking with respect. Even though Moluo was already the Buddha of Spirit Mountain, they were accustod to calling him Senior Moluo, seeming more intimate.
"From this monk’s perspective, it seems that a major battle will soon begin." Moluo’s gaze grew more serious. A few days prior, he had ventured alone into the Southern Border.
He witnessed many tribes in the Southern Border preparing for war, mobilizing Great Demons, entering the Demon God Hall.
Though the battle had not officially erupted, it was clear... it was imminent!
Even he had to sigh, the changes in the world were happening faster and faster.
The battles at Sword Sect Pass, Martial Emperor City, Lanzhou, Zhen Nan Pass, the Western Regions, the Immortal Battle in Central State—all of it has happened in recent years. Five years ago, if soone said such wars would happen incessantly.
No one would have believed it.
In just a few short years, the frequency of wars paralleled Chen Yuan’s growth rate, wars that were rare in centuries now occurred frequently, and the Jianghu was more tumultuous than ever.
It was more terrifying than what was recorded a thousand years ago!
"We too must prepare in advance." The brutality of the last battle remained a vivid mory for him; the central forces that Central Plains could muster were still inferior to those of the Southern Border Demons.
The only comfort was that Moluo had already reached the Earth Immortal stage, and the ancestor Su Ming of the Heavenly Demon Hall could support them at any ti, unifying the strength of Central Plains.
While reinforcing the North, a large amount of elite soldiers and resources continued pouring towards Zhen Nan Pass.
This was the foundation of Central Plains.
Billions of people, nearly two hundred thousand miles of territory, abundant resources, powerful martial artists.
Chu Changfeng did not wish for war, but neither did he fear it in the slightest.
"When two clans fight, it’s the common people who suffer...." Moluo sighed softly.
"If we want to permanently resolve all wars, we need a strong entity to control the entire human world. This is the true path to peace."
Chu Changfeng said in a deep voice.
He beca increasingly persuaded by Chen Yuan’s theory.
Only with the ergence of a Dynasty that could suppress the human world, could world-ending wars be prevented. Otherwise, it would be continuous chaos and constant casualties.
"Amitabha...." Moluo did not fully agree, but he did not object either.
The point of his hesitation was that in the process of unification, far too many lives would be lost, and.... Chen Yuan had intentions of exterminating the Southern Border Demons and completely eradicating the Northern Barbarian Prairie into nothingness.
"It’s a pity that King Yan is currently in seclusion, otherwise, counterattacking the Southern Border wouldn’t be out of the question." Chu Changfeng felt it was a pity that Chen Yuan had been inactive for quite so ti.
And they knew well what weighed heavier, daring not to disturb him.
If Chen Yuan were present, he would certainly propose to temporarily set aside the Northern Barbarians and focus on compelling the Southern Border Demons—it would be the most fitting course.
"He will co... it won’t be long now...."
Within the Taoist Divine Palace, only he and Su Ziyue knew the whereabouts of Chen Yuan.
Deep within the deserts of the Western Regions at the Life and Death Crossing!
...
At that mont, the quiet desert suddenly underwent so changes, with gusts of wind gradually gathering, the rich Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy gradually sweeping across the sky and Earth, turning a range of thousands of miles into black clouds.
Rumble...
Rolling thunder echoed through the void.
Mild rule power also drifted around the world.
Unfortunately, this place was deserted and no one knew.
The terrifying sandstorm connected heaven and earth, turning the entire world dark, the clarity of heaven and earth then disappeared, replaced by endless yellow sand.
Within the chaotic rules, compared to before, the rules becoming more and more chaotic, emanating intense killing intent and danger, transforming the surrounding world into a true perilous land.
Chen Yuan sat cross-legged in the void, breathing with his eyes closed, like an eternal, unchanging statue. The Immortal Pearl in his palm had disappeared without a trace, thoroughly refined by him.
Approximately a quarter of an hour later, as the sandstorm outside created an apocalyptic scene, Chen Yuan finally opened his eyes, a brilliant light shooting from them.
Three rule flowers gathered above his head.
Human Immortal... Late Stage!
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