Chapter 393: Accidentally Entering the Yin-Shang War

The battle process was not particularly perilous.

The Azure Lotus Sword Master was strong; although he could only pass the seventh step back then, who knows how many years have passed, the person before him has endured countless hardships and is no longer the naive youth of old.

In Mu Yi's view, the opponent's current strength likely qualifies them to reach the final stage.

It's a pity, but they have gone mad from deviation!

I don't know which step went wrong, but they actually ended up on the evil path.

"Which step did you reach?"

The Azure Lotus Sword Master's vitality had been cut off, yet he stubbornly relied on his will to keep speaking.

His eyes no longer held that previous indifference and ruthlessness; instead, they carried a hint of sorrow.

"I have walked all the roads!" Mu Yi sighed as he looked at the dying Azure Lotus Sword Master.

Resentment and hatred, separation from love, unfulfilled desires—these are the three great sufferings in life spoken of by the Buddhist Sect.

"I have no regrets about my loss!" the Azure Lotus Sword Master sighed deeply.

"Taibai, how did you perform?"

"I have already surpassed your past, and I will surpass your present in the future!"

Lily softly gave her evaluation: turning to evil ways for power is not uncommon among the multiverse.

"Then that's good!" the Azure Lotus Sword Master showed a faint smile, then closed his eyes, like a withered leaf falling to the ground.

Mu Yi silently sent the Azure Lotus Sword Master's true spirit to reincarnation; he was merely a bit more fortunate than the Azure Lotus Dao Master.

"Let's go, the gains from this trip are not small!"

After some years, the Azure Lotus Hermit emerged unexpectedly, sweeping the world with invincible posture, opening the mountain gates to recruit disciples, becoming the world's largest sect, named the Azure Lotus Sect, whose founding patriarch was the Azure Lotus Sword Master.

A hundred years later, the Azure Lotus Hermit ascended to the Jiuzhou mainland, became a disciple of the Azure Wanderer Palace, and only then realized how extraordinary the senior he had met in his youth was.

……

After returning home, Mu Yi continually pondered the way of formations.

He discovered that the Twelve Celestial Gods and Fiends Great Formation he obtained from the Twelve Heavenly Demons might be the genuine article; although it is a weakened, incomplete version, there is no doubt its foundation is very high-level.

Even when Mu Yi's current attainment in formations is analyzed, one can feel multiple variations from it; in this regard, even the remnant of the Ten Absolutes Formation is not as high-end as this formation.

"This formation will also become a trump card, but where can we gather twelve people?" Mu Yi pondered anxiously.

Counting on his fingers, only four people can currently practice this formation: True Dragon Ao Mo, Silver Moon Lily, Bright Moon Daoist, and Maid Ellie; moreover, their strengths are not equal, which would greatly reduce the formation's power.

"Perhaps we can remake it into an army formation?"

Mu Yi had another idea, trying to rely on the foundation of the Twelve Celestial Gods and Fiends Great Formation to change it into an army formation; compared to finding twelve teammates of equal strength and trustworthiness, turning it into an army formation might be easier.

After making an effort, Mu Yi actually succeeded in creating an army formation version of the Twelve Celestial Gods and Fiends Great Formation.

【Twelve Celestial Gods and Fiends Great Formation】

Type: Army Formation

Quality: Divine (Weak)

Effect: Gathers the power of heaven and earth and combines it with the Great Army Cloud, concentrating the force within the formation at one point.

Similar to the trump card Mu Yi last used against Duobao Daoist, but referencing the battles of Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, in this army formation state the effect is several times stronger than in the natural state.

Simply put, previously a hundred zhang was Mu Yi's limit; now, using the same great army, perhaps even two hundred zhang is not his limit.

This improvement is useful for combat, but this army formation has little effect on large-scale warfare.

"Perhaps I can now deal with those weak native deities?" Mu Yi stroked his chin, estimating his own strength.

After emerging from seclusion in the realm of reincarnation, he still hasn't found a proper opponent for a genuine fight.

His battle with Qiong Xiao counts as one of his more intense fights, yet he ultimately did not unleash all his trump cards.

His fight against Duobao Daoist was entirely Duobao Daoist testing his level, far from being worthy of being called a battle.

The Twelve Heavenly Demons could be considered opponents, but sadly, cleverness backfired; they played a half-baked great formation, and Mu Yi knocked them down with a single move, giving him no pressure at all.

"Why not try a war world?" Mu Yi felt he was strong; it was time to go hunting, knowing that the Eight Nine Mysterious Skill is a bottomless resource still crying out for nourishment.

Merely the Zongwang Disaster Coin and Universal Experience spent to reach the first transformation had drained more than half of his family's wealth.

"Zongwang Prompt: Based on your reputation within the faction, you gain the related influence of the faction's related war news report, you have received a new war omen push……"

Upon seeing this Zongwang Prompt message, Mu Yi was quite surprised.

War omen push?

After roughly understanding this unfamiliar concept, Mu Yi somewhat understood.

War omen, in fact, is a call for help that shakes people before war breaks out.

Surprisingly, this distress signal seems to come from a lower-world of Jiuzhou, a planar defense war against an invading alien civilization.

If Jiuzhou doesn't send troops abroad, that's fine, but how dare someone send troops against Jiuzhou?

Moreover, the distress signal comes from the Azure Wanderer Palace faction he just joined.

This makes Mu Yi very curious: what kind of enemy could cause the Azure Wanderer Palace faction to choose to seek aid?

Mu Yi chose to go, driven by curiosity.

He was somewhat curious, wondering what the situation was.

Anyway, the feedback from the signal is merely a world capped at level 40, at most producing powerhouses like Duobao Daoist.

Below demigod, he can now mostly proclaim himself invincible.

Mu Yi chose to teleport with full confidence.

However, Mu Yi forgot one thing: that which could make the Azure Wanderer Palace people seek aid, while the Heavenly Court does not intervene, is most likely only a single war.

……

【Yin-Shang War】

Battlefield: Super-large

Battle minimum level restriction: Level 1

Battle recommended challenge level: Level 1–40

Mission description:

To prove the Dao, taking advantage of the Heavenly Court's divine vacancy, the Primordial Lord, the Spiritual Treasure Lord, the Moral Lord, the Guide Daoist, and the Zhun Ti Daoist each sent disciples down the mountain.

Some will protect Yin Shang, some will support Xi Qi; the disciples of various sects will engage in chaotic battle, the dead will be entered onto the Fengshen List and become Heavenly Court deities.

By a coincidental twist of fate, Xi Qi's princess posted an invitation on the Zongwang Prompt, initiating war omens to seek the strong to oppose the Yin Shang army, and a multitude of Legend‑class professions answered the call.

Yin Shang suffered successive defeats; the Yin Shang Grand Tutor Wen Zhong opened a ritual altar, requesting the members of the Biyou Palace to come and aid.

ps: Warning, this map will feature many unknown strong opponents; the weak should proceed with caution.

ps: Engaging in large‑scale killing or other evil activities in this world will be despised by the Jiuzhou factions, and may provoke unknown strong opponents to hunt you down.

ps: Warning, this mission will trigger hostility from many Legend and demigod creatures.

"What the heck just dragged me here?" Mu Yi stared dumbfounded at the Zongwang Prompt, feeling as if he hadn't woken up.

A flood of Legend‑class professionals joined the Xi Qi side against Yin Shang—a truly reckless move. Destiny does lie with the Xi Qi camp, but the problem is even Jiang Ziya doesn't know how many times he's died; you Legend professionals sure have guts.

When you encounter those cursed things like the Ten‑Ultimate Formation, the Twenty‑Four Sea‑Stabilizing Pearls, the Five‑Color Divine Light, or the Nine‑Turn Yellow River Formation, you'll be the ones crying.

"Is this still Jiuzhou?"

Mu Yi felt a slight headache; Zhou replaces Shang, this is Jiuzhou history. Huo Qubing had warned him not to use karmic divine powers to alter past history.

"Fine, we're already here; as long as we don't use karmic divine powers, it's fine!"

Mu Yi sighed and began walking toward the hall's exit; he could sense that someone was already waiting outside.

At this moment, outside the hall doors, a white‑haired yet vigorous old general stood—none other than Yin Shang Grand Tutor Wen Zhong.

His face was pale gold, with a long five‑willow beard flowing behind his head, exuding righteousness; a divine eye glowed on his forehead.

Seeing Mu Yi step out of the hall, he bowed deeply to him; regardless of the other's status, anyone who comes to aid him must be a disciple of the Jie Sect, a guest of Yin Shang.

When he saw Mu Yi, he was taken aback, not recognizing him nor having heard of him, and hesitantly asked.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist! May I ask which immortal mountain you cultivate on?"

"No need for formalities, fellow Daoist. I am called Mu Yi, a Biyou Palace envoy appointed by Duobao Daoist," Mu Yi said with a sigh, looking at the man before him.

"Duobao Daoist..." Wen Zhong was startled.

Mu Yi let a hint of his Shangqing immortal aura emanate for a moment, and Wen Zhong immediately bowed again.

"Greetings, senior uncle!"

"Senior uncle?" This time Mu Yi was the one taken aback.

"Senior uncle may be unaware: this Biyou Palace envoy is a representative appointed by a second‑generation disciple; seeing him is like seeing the master himself. Since senior uncle is the envoy designated by Duobao senior uncle, he is naturally my senior uncle."

Mu Yi nodded; so that was it. His attention had been entirely on the Ba Jiu Xuan Gong, and he hadn't considered this Biyou Palace envoy.

"You hastily sought aid; how is the battlefield now?" Mu Yi asked Wen Zhong.

"It's far from optimistic; our forces are retreating step by step, suffering losses of soldiers and commanders, morale is low, and we can barely fight the Xi Qi army!"

"Tell me the details!" Mu Yi was somewhat curious; he also wondered what direction this world's trajectory was taking.

However, one thing is certain: within the Jiuzhou Heavenly Court, the Three Purities exist but there is no Hongjun, and it's unclear how this particular world will develop.

"Xi Qi somehow recruited dozens of extraordinary individuals, mixing into their army and repeatedly achieving remarkable feats; Xi Qi also has Chan Sect and Western Sect disciples assisting in battle,"

"Generals Chao Tian and Chao Lei were defeated and surrendered; later they sent the great general Zhang Guifang, who also perished in battle. Now the veteran Lu Xiong and the four demonic generals have just fallen, our army is increasingly distressed, and those Xi Qi extraordinary individuals keep assaulting our camps, causing panic among the troops; it is truly untenable."

After hearing Wen Zhong's words, Mu Yi understood the current situation.

The deification in this world has already progressed to the script where Grand Tutor Wen leads a personal campaign.

Likewise, the distance to the Death‑to‑the‑Dragon Ridge is already short.

"Let's go, I'll give it a try!"

Mu Yi sighed, his spirit swelling with vigor; even if it's merely a reenactment of a lower‑world episode, battling the projections of these Heavenly Court deities is enough to set his blood boiling.

He never forgot that the tiger blocking his path was the challenge of Guan Sheng Dijun.

Either way, if one must oppose the world, better to test the waters in this particular world first.

At least, first deal with those Legend‑class professionals in the Xi Qi army.

Come to think of it, the fall of the Mo Family's four generals also implies that Yang Jian and Nezha have already emerged.

The two great Heavenly Court war gods should be quite powerful, right?

Having witnessed Duobao Daoist's power, Mu Yi couldn't help but feel some anticipation; there seem to be quite a few opponents in this world worthy of being called rivals.

Wen Zhong immediately led the way, bringing Mu Yi to the front‑line camp.

Only a handful were invited to the ritual altar, but Mu Yi, after all, was an envoy appointed by Duobao Daoist, holding the rank of a second‑generation disciple.

Although there was only this one, he was still quite satisfied to have managed to invite Mu Yi.

When Mu Yi followed Wen Zhong to the main camp, he sensed several strong, domineering auras emanating from the opposing Xi Qi camp.

Moreover, a few individuals leading hundreds of soldiers loudly taunted before the Yin Shang main camp.

A barbarian berserker named Chialis, now brandishing a great axe, laughed heartily as he stared at the terrified and angry faces of the soldiers within the Yin Shang main camp.

Days of continuous provocation have stripped the camp's soldiers of their original indignation and vigor; faced with the provoking enemy, they can only hoist a "no‑combat" sign and curl up within the camp.

Before the arrival of Wen Zhong, the Sea‑Stabilizing Needle, an ominous aura had already begun spreading among the soldiers.

For no reason, the morale of the Yin Shang army had plummeted.

Chialis laughed loudly, shouting at the camp: "You cowards, you don't even have the courage to go into battle?"

His chest swelled high, then he let out a booming voice that even a high wall couldn't block: "Who will duel me for three hundred rounds?"

The invitation before the two armies' formations received no response.

At this moment, the Yin Shang camp hoisted a "no‑combat" sign, clearly helpless, forced to watch the opponent flaunt its might.

"Hmph!" Wen Zhong, upon seeing the scene, let out a cold snort.

"Senior Uncle, hold your step for now; let me go and take this child's life!"

Mu Yi reached out and pressed Wen Zhong; Wen Zhong, startled, found himself unable to move. Though it was only a hand on his shoulder, it felt as immovable as Mount Tai.

"I'll do it then! You are the Commander of the Three Armies; how could you go into battle yourself? I am also well‑versed in military formation tactics; watch, I will win this battle for Great Shang!"

Mu Yi smiled at Wen Zhong.

After briefly testing Wen Zhong's skill, he could at least be certain that dealing with this world's Wen Zhong would take him no more than a single move.

"Hmm, likewise, the Nine Heavens Universal Transforming Thunder Voice Responding Primordial Lord of the Heavenly Court could not finish me off in a single move."

Mu Yi slowly stepped out through the tiny gap opened in the great gate, his hands clasped behind his back, and walked leisurely toward the distance.

In the camp behind him, uneasy Yin Shang soldiers were watching Mu Yi's figure, fearing that he might collapse to the ground at any moment.

Yet they also earnestly hoped that Mu Yi could defeat the opponent.

They had already witnessed the deaths of several generals, and now needed a victory to lift their spirits.

"Hahaha, finally someone came out to die!" Qialisi laughed heartily at the sight.

"Your nonsense is too much!" a detached voice sounded behind him, and in an instant he found his head separating from his body.

"Ho ho ho…"

The barbarian named Qialisi still wanted to say something, but Mu Yi had no interest in listening.

"What do you think this place is? This is Jiuzhou!"

He weighed Qialisi's head, then wrapped it with Inner Qi and hurled it toward the Western Qi Grand Camp.

"Let's start with a greeting!"