The decree was issued by Song Lin's avatar, specifically used to handle daily affairs.
Since it was not his true form, there wasn't much in the way of small talk.
The second-generation disciples of Donghua Taoist Temple had, for the most part, entered the tribulation crossing stage.
Once external conditions stabilize sufficiently, a group of Primordial Spirit cultivators shall erge.
This is accumulation leading to explosive breakthroughs. With the unification of the world in the future, Kunlun will gain greater energy, and perhaps it will usher in an era where Primordial Spirit experts roam in abundance, and those at the Harmonization stage will only be considered the backbone—a day like this should inevitably arrive.
Many in the Heavenly Court have been breaking through continuously.
The Eight Sceneries World.
Beneath the Mother Tree of All Things, Wu Chen, whom the world referred to as the Eight Sceneries Primordial Mother, had grown into an elegant young woman, her noble bearing further enhanced by her combination of Outer Heaven Strange Stone and her Royal Family lineage.
The Mother Tree of All Things had transford from a pitch-black withered tree into a massive lush canopy.
Wu Chen sat beneath the tree, attuning herself to the roots of the Mother Tree of All Things.
As the foundation of the world, the tree's roots extended to every corner. Even in the depths of the void, the frawork was constructed by the tree. It was precisely because of this that the unique Eight Sceneries World had been ford.
The roots of the Mother Tree of All Things pierced through the world's barriers, spreading into reality. Below, there was a desolate land upon which a solitary city stood.
Broken walls and ruins, desolate and uninhabited.
This was an abandoned Heroic City.
It was the Moyu Capital City. After Moyu Qilin pledged allegiance to the Heavenly Court, the city, too remote, had been abandoned.
At that mont, countless pitch-black roots stretched out of the void, entwining and enveloping the area.
This was a devouring process.
Beneath the city lay a Grotto Heaven, and its size was considerable.
Devouring this Grotto Heaven could double the size of the Eight Sceneries World, further raising the concentration of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi.
Indeed, the cultivation path is a resource-consuming process; it is simply impossible to cultivate in isolation. Every mont, Heaven and Earth Essence Qi decreases.
Other magic veins generally posed no issues, as they tended to accumulate more over ti and develop better with progress. Present generations might not necessarily be weaker than ancient ones.
Cultivation thods are different. If resources stagnate at a certain level without growth, the passage of ti will inevitably lead to decline, making the ancient cultivation techniques superior.
To prevent this situation, continuous expansion is essential to sustain the progress of civilization.
As these thoughts passed, the city below had vanished, and the total area of the Eight Sceneries World surpassed ten million square kiloters, with the concentration of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi rising by another ten percent.
Guu Yuchan gazed at the ever-expanding void, his eyes gleaming with radiant brilliance. As he walked, the rumbling of wind and thunder followed.
Currently at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, the next level is the Primordial Spirit stage. Reaching this level becos even more challenging.
The Cultivation Period focused solely on Qi Cultivation, validating the Dao through Qi. At the Primordial Spirit stage, it's the sa: cultivating Qi to its utmost and then feeding it back to the spirit.
After the Primordial Spirit is Harmonization, which is fundantally different from other magic veins.
Harmonization still revolves around Qi cultivation, rging with the Dao through Qi. It is exceedingly difficult and demands exceptional talent in Qi cultivation to master.
"Forget it, I'll consider it later. For now, I'll just break through to the Primordial Spirit first."
Boom!
As soon as the words fell, True Yuan surged, energy shot up to Jiuxiao, and the skies turned a shade of violet.
The entire Eight Sceneries World stirred with boiling Primordial Energy.
Guu Yuchan's hair danced wildly, wind and thunder swirled around him, and the Primordial Energy reached a boiling state, causing the void to faintly distort.
This was Qi—validating the Dao through Qi, and also validating the Dao through strength.
No comprehension, no ditation, no chanting—just refining a single breath of Qi in the chest.
The Eight Sceneries World trembled because of it, and the Mother Tree of All Things swayed incessantly, shedding countless leaves.
Throughout history, Guu Yuchan had reached the highest record in advancing along the Cultivation Path, creating new milestones with every step.
If he were to break through to Harmonization, the entire world would likely quake for him.
This would herald a new Great Dao.
The news of Guu Yuchan's breakthrough attracted the Divine Thoughts of countless visitors.
As the first of the second-generation disciples to achieve the Primordial Spirit stage, he marked the beginning of a new era for the second generation.
The Primordial Spirit, considered an Earth Immortal, combined with the red water and Taiyin Fruit, could ensure an extended lifespan if the Demon Tribulation did not interfere.
With a re shift of Divine Thought, Guu Yuchan's dharma image returned to the Palace of the Polestar.
At this mont, all the dharma images of the gathered immortals opened their eyes, as if to congratulate the Thunder Departnt True Monarch on becoming a true True Monarch in every sense of the term.
Song Lin had decreed that those at the Primordial Spirit stage shall be titled True Monarch, and those at the Harmonization stage, Emperor.
Due to the exceptional talent among the disciples, the title of True Monarch was often granted in advance, even before reaching the Primordial Spirit stage.
Make no mistake; a Primordial Spirit-bearing True Monarch was by no ans unworthy of the title. In fact, so True Monarchs in the Divine Demon World were far less powerful than a Primordial Spirit cultivator.
The dharma image of a Primordial Spirit was at least a thousand feet tall, and the aftershocks of battles could impact hundreds or even thousands of miles, permanently altering the ecosystem of an entire world.
Alternatively, they could battle in space, treating teors and cots as marbles for their amusent.
As such, the title of True Monarch carries imnse weight.
After submitting his official report to the heavens, Guu Yuchan returned to the border to stand guard.
On the way, a demon star streaked across the sky with a long tail of flas.
Guu Yuchan smiled faintly and threw a punch forward.
Boom!
A streak of purple lightning pierced the Gang Wind Layer, and the cot exploded like fireworks.
This punch, nad the Primordial Energy Hamr, proved effective. If it struck the ground, it might very well carve out a ten-thousand-foot-deep abyss.
This move only managed to surprise the onlookers briefly; they didn't find it extraordinary—since the war between the two clans began, they had witnessed mightier spectacles and had grown accustod to it.
While the Heavenly Court's forces advanced in their breakthroughs,
In the Immortal Emperor Court,
Above in the sky, the Ghost Gate stretched a full hundred miles wide, teeming endlessly with bizarre and grotesque ghosts pouring out in droves.
Not far away was a forest hung with the bodies of demons. Many of the demons were still alive, tied to the trees, crying and wailing, unable to move.
Evil ghosts feasted on their flesh, savoring their blood and at. Today, these demons fully experienced what humans felt in the past.
"Help ! Demon Emperor, spare for the sake of the service I've rendered!"
"Demon Emperor, I have been loyal and faithful!"
Despite their pleas, the Demon Emperor in the center of the Heavenly Court remained unmoved.
So demons with strong tempers spewed profanities instead:
"Taishi, f*** your ancestors!! Hahaha, have the guts to give a harder blow!"
"Taishi! You wretched spawn of ghosts, hahaha, can't even beat humanity, are the ghosts your new fathers? Good son!"
"Hahaha, kill then; good thing I told my clan to seek refuge with the Human Clan's Heavenly Court."
Indeed, in recent tis, many demons had fled to the Human Clan.
The Human Clan accepted them all, even demons stained with blood debts.
Of course, these demons were organized into the Returning Righteous Army and stationed on the front lines, with their sins quantified and redemption granted only after slaying a certain number of enemies.
Compared to being devoured by ghosts, this outco was far better.
Chiyou's face was iron-clad and stern, his gaze as sharp as the morning star. The increasing number of demons defecting indicated that the Demon Country was about to make a grand offensive.
Indeed, the day of decisive battle was now.
The day of reckoning was today and now.
In the Immortal Emperor Court,
The Taishi Demon Emperor gazed upon the vast expanse of ghosts covering the ground, exultant in his heart.
"One-point-eight-billion Ghost Soldiers!"
Never in his life had the Taishi Demon Emperor seen such a massive force.
"Onward! Exterminate the Human Clan!"
Boom!
The ghosts and gods roared, the Yin Wind soared to tens of thousands of feet, and yin energy painted the world black.
In the Ten Thousand Great Mountains,
The immortals stood in formation, ready for war.
At this mont, a beam of light descended from the sky.
Everyone focused their attention—it was none other than Song Lin.
"I wasn't late this ti, was I?" Song Lin asked, smiling.
"We pay our respects to the Divine Lord!"
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