Chapter 449: Procreation (4K)

Qingyuan Daoist's eyes were calm, yet he murmured softly to himself.

"It's just that with only four True Immortals of the Ji family, I'm afraid we can't settle this matter!"

The Ji and You families' plot to seize the bride this time isn't just something the Tongshan Dao lineage will let go of; how could the Zhang clan of Dongzhou possibly have no retaliation?

Qingyuan Daoist gazed into the void with his eyes.

Besides the Ji family and the You family's powerhouses, there are actually other powerhouses lurking in the depths of the void; but upon seeing the You family's Celestial Immortal subdued by Zhang Jian in a single encounter, the other true immortal clans, or the powerhouses of immortal sects and Dao lineages, scattered like birds and beasts, fearing pursuit by Zhang Jian.

Within the Map of Mountains and Rivers

Si Li'er, as well as Zhang Zhao, and the many Primordial Spirits of Daxia, and the elders of the Si family, having experienced this great battle through the Map of Mountains and Rivers, their faces shifted and changed.

Whether it was the elders of the Si family, or the numerous Guardian True Persons of Dongzhou Daxia, this was the first time they had seen such a sight.

Most of them did not recognize that final Celestial Immortal of the You family who made the move, only harboring some speculation in their hearts.

But those four renowned True Immortals of the Ji family, many of them were acquainted.

Some had even followed the Si family elders to attend their longevity banquets, or their ascension feasts.

They were the Four Symbols True Immortals.

Each one was a towering figure renowned across heaven and earth.

Even in the star rivers beyond the realm, they possessed considerable fame.

Yet now, they have stumbled and fallen in the hands of this Daxia Emperor.

Almost with a single move each, the four great True Immortals were utterly annihilated.

Si Li'er sat upon the Dragon Chariot, her thoughts surging; even if the Second Ancestor of the Si family were to descend, it would probably only reach this extent.

At this moment, Si Li'er somewhat understood why the Second Ancestor of the Si family valued this Daxia Emperor so highly.

Even to the point of not hesitating to ally through marriage with the family's true seed.

At this time, Zhang Jian raised his hand, the Nine-Color Dao Diagram sweeping forth; he noticed that there was still an immortal soul wandering aimlessly between heaven and earth in the darkness, seemingly seeking to connect with the great Dao laws of heaven and earth, relying on the power of the heavenly Dao to be reborn.

This is where the Celestial Immortal is strongest—their very being is the embodiment of the great Dao laws of heaven and earth.

To share the same lifespan as heaven is certainly not an empty boast.

But the Map of Mountains and Rivers, upon forming its own dimension of spacetime, severed the resonance between the inner living beings and the great Dao laws of heaven and earth, easily condensing this reassembling Celestial Immortal soul and suppressing it deep within the Map of Mountains and Rivers, turning it into a cornerstone.

Nine-colored divine light flowed and shifted; Zhang Zhao, Si Li'er, and their companions reappeared, their expressions shifting and changing; Zhang Jian merely glanced and said.

"Let's return to Haojing and continue completing the ritual!"

Zhang Jian's gaze turned toward the direction of Dongzhou.

He knew that at this moment, Dongzhou was likely unusually bustling.

But with the Purple Lightning Old Ancestor holding the fort, Zhang Jian felt no concern about this.

The Purple Lightning Old Ancestor is absolutely worth this drop of "Three Lights Divine Water"!

……

Dongzhou, inside and outside Haojing City

Around the broad official road lay vast expanses of plains and paddy fields.

Thanks to the hydraulic power of the Grand Canal, this place is extraordinarily fertile.

In mid-spring, the fields on both banks are lush and green, the air filled with the fragrance of flowers; but not long after Zhang Zhao and others' carriage departed, this vibrant land suddenly underwent a change—countless thriving fields suddenly saw their leaf veins gradually wither and yellow.

Deep in the canal, many active aquatic creatures at this moment seemed abnormally fatigued, as if deprived of strength, lacking their former vitality.

At this time, several pavilions had been built along both sides of the official road.

In one of these pavilions, a figure clad in purple robes, wearing a tall hat and broad sash, with lightning flickering upon his attire, gazed at the bleak wind blowing from afar; a flicker of displeasure crossed his eyes.

"On such a fine auspicious day, a disaster beast comes running—truly a dampener on the mood! If I were you, I would just withdraw voluntarily!"

Boom—!!

The wind flowing from the depths of the void seemed to grow denser, and moreover, a strange burning power descended from the heavens, covering the sky and pouring down, vaguely seeking to utterly drain the vitality between heaven and earth, as well as the spiritual energy around Haojing City.

A cold voice transmitted.

"This Seat has not emerged in a long time; I never expected that my first move would encounter such an interesting ant as you!"

"Merely putting on airs before this Seat—you've chosen the wrong place!"

"Ant?"

A strange look flickered in the Purple Lightning Old Ancestor's eyes; no one had addressed him this way for tens of thousands of years.

That monster was the first.

"A Celestial Immortal-level monster, if sold at the interstellar river auction, should fetch a decent price; your innate talent is extraordinary, and you should still be able to command a premium!"

The Purple Lightning Old Ancestor's expression carried a hint of a smile.

"Today your fortune is good—you can escape with your life, but this might also be the beginning of your misfortune!"

As the Purple Lightning Old Ancestor chanted, countless disaster qi flowing from all directions suddenly dissipated, replaced by a streak of purple divine light.

The purple divine light that pierced heaven and earth flowed past, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, suppressing a demonic aura deep in the firmament so that it could not even lift its head.

It was a figure clad in green robes, stalwart in build, with a beard-growing visage; at this moment, his face showed horror, only feeling a numb, tingling sensation all over, as streaks of purple lightning filled the space between his eyes, as if his Dao-heart primordial spirit were being completely absorbed and destroyed countless times.

Even the light and shadow of the condensed Celestial Immortal law power on his body seemed to become insignificant.

His thousand-times-forged disaster tribulation demon body became as fragile as tofu.

This caused his face to lose color, and he felt utterly incredulous.

His origin is ancient; his birthdate can be traced back to before the Middle Ages, a congenital oddity, born from the disasters between heaven and earth, possessing the bloodline of innate divine beasts; after attaining the Dao, he was enshrined as the National Preceptor of the Three Holy Nations of the Barbarian Wastelands, and further revered as the Teacher of All Demons.

For tens of thousands of years, this was the first time he stepped out of the Barbarian Wastelands, only to encounter such a terrifying opponent.

As he chanted, a colossal gate suddenly appeared behind him, as if it had existed since ancient times.

Light and shadow gradually condensed into form, within it exhaling and inhaling boundless vitality like an ocean, causing his physique to recover at breakneck speed.

It was a green great door, as if condensed from primordial wilderness, possessing a fierce wild power, filled with an eternal, indestructible radiance.

"The Gate of the Eastern Emperor!"

Gazing at the strange gate of light and shadow, the Purple Lightning Ancestor's eyes flickered with a hint of seriousness.

The Gate of the Eastern Emperor is also called the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, which involves a special inheritance deep within the outer heavenly realms of the myriad heavens.

It is said that the Gate of the Eastern Emperor was left behind by a peerless demon god deep in the outer heavenly realms, containing immense mysteries; its essence is extraordinarily powerful, and even its projected manifestation possesses at least the power of a third-grade immortal treasure.

It contains boundless vitality and creation.

Undoubtedly, it is a supreme treasure of heaven and earth.

Merely by summoning the Gate of the Eastern Emperor, this blind celestial demon god still could not preserve his own life.

The Purple Lightning Ancestor vanished.

When he reappeared, a strand of immortal golden power burst forth from his body, majestic purple-gold lightning suddenly surged from his hands, and faintly, the phantom of heavenly Dao runes appeared deep in his palm.

The manifestation of this heavenly Dao rune power caused thunder to shake and surge, even suppressing the Ten Thousand Demons Gate that devoured heaven and earth; the thunderlight shattered, and behind the burly figure, a jade gate condensed, as a palm fiercely struck the celestial demon god's brow, and domineering purple lightning poured down from above his head.

Under the lightning that destroyed the foundations of heaven and earth, it directly shattered the layer of crimson-black runes condensed into demon light covering the celestial demon god's body; lightning flooded his body, his eyes grew somewhat dazed, he could clearly feel his vitality rapidly fading, and the calamity authority at the core of the Myriad Tribulations Demon God's body collapsed outright, plunging him into destruction.

Under this ultimate destructive thunder, he finally recalled the ancient immortal title that once roamed heaven and earth.

"You are……this is impossible?"

At this moment, under the purple lightning, the celestial demon god's face even twisted slightly, and in his remaining consciousness, a distorted fear surfaced.

The Purple Lightning Ancestor glanced at the small beast gradually revealing its true form beneath his hand; under the lightning, his expression showed a hint of a smile.

"With my cultivation, it's impossible for me to stay here, is it not?"

He said with a light smile.

"If that old demon in the barbaric regions can find a way to stay, what's strange about us, ancient immortals of orthodox heavenly origin, being able to stay too?!"

At this moment, the celestial demon god in his hand gradually manifested its true form under the purple lightning and thunder.

It was a small beast with a body woven of black and white, resembling a deer and a qilin, with dragon horns on its head, a tail like an ox's, indeed covered in fine snake scales, and with a small tuft of crimson flame on its tail; as the tail swayed, it was extraordinarily marvelous.

This is a heaven-earth disaster beast.

In myth and legend, whenever great calamity strikes, various strange beasts are born between heaven and earth; they arise in response to the times, regardless of bloodline or race, once touched by the aura of disaster, they are all collectively called disaster beasts.

This is different from the auspicious beasts of myth.

Of course, this also means they usually possess extraordinary power.

Gazing at this celestial demon god, the Purple Lightning Ancestor pondered, and did not utterly erase its soul, but left a trace of it.

He looked around, smiling as he spoke.

"That senior's three-light divine water in the junior's hand is not easy to obtain, but with you to answer for it, it counts as an explanation, and it will let A Yu know—this treasure given is more than worth its value!"

The Purple Lightning Ancestor wore a smile.

He laughed heartily, and the other powerful beings in the depths of the void indeed dared not meet his gaze directly, all retreating.

Most of them were merely here to "watch the spectacle," which usually means observing the battle's progress; if the Eastern Province side could not hold, they would not mind acting as bandits, taking advantage of the fire to loot.

But if the Eastern Province Great Xia Dynasty held firm, they would be rational "onlookers"!

Such are the ways of the world between heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, some demon clan powerhouses wore grim expressions.

"The Junior National Preceptor has actually fallen in?"

This was something they had never imagined.

At this moment, deep down, many powerful demon beasts secretly felt relieved.

Relieved that they had acted slowly.

If they had rashly attacked and fallen into this powerful one's hands, they might not necessarily have kept their lives.

For a time, numerous cultivators scattered like birds and beasts.

At the same time, many cultivators of major powers also knew that from now on, the rise of the Eastern Province Great Xia Dynasty could no longer be stopped.

Even a suspected celestial-level demon god was toppled before Haojing City—what virtue or ability do they have to dare clash head-on with the Great Xia Dynasty!

……

In Haojing City

The Four Spirits Gods suppressed the center of Great Xia, their own fortune linked with the Great Xia dragon vein's fortune, and they also sensed the changes around Haojing City; at this moment, they all breathed easier, feeling that many ill-intentioned high-level cultivators, demon beasts, and evil gods around Haojing City had scattered, and a great battle had dissipated invisibly.

"I don't even know where this great immortal comes from, or how his cultivation has reached such a level?"

At this time, around Haojing City, there were still many powerful beings from immortal sects and Daoist lineages come to observe the ceremony.

These powerful beings often have ancient auras.

They had all heard the taboo name of the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

A demon clan powerhouse who summoned the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons was suppressed on the spot; such things are only heard in the mysterious rumors of the cultivation world.

On the city wall, Deyang Ancestor's expression changed; he faintly knew the identity of that purple-clad Daoist.

Yet, listening beside him, Wan Yang True King sighed.

"The Tongshan Dao lineage is indeed not something ordinary immortal sects like ours can contend with!"

Deyang Ancestor glanced at Wan Yang True King; choosing Wan Yang True King as the sect master of the Five Elements Immortal Sect a thousand years ago was a complete and utter mistake.

In recent years, the Five Elements Immortal Sect has seemed high-profile, gaining much territory, but before such great sects, it is merely petty squabbling, with no real substance.

……

Half a day later, above Haojing City, the sky filled with auspicious clouds and rosy mists, accompanied by the sound of dragons and phoenixes in harmony.

Above the firmament, as if a nine-colored divine light poured down, transforming into a divine bridge connecting heaven and earth; only seven red-veined fire dragons pulled a chariot descending from heaven, and behind them, it seemed as if phoenixes flew and galloped forth, while above the firmament, azure divine birds flocked in, covering the sky and earth.

These are descendants of the azure birds, the Azure Sparrow spirit beasts.

These extremely rare spirit birds appeared in pairs in the sky above the nine-colored divine bridge, flying and galloping with a resonant clear tone, like celestial music drifting on the breeze.

After the Azure Sparrow spirit beasts, horses bearing dragon scales appeared—hundreds of heavenly horses carrying thick bridal dowries, tens of miles of dowry dazzling countless cultivators, even reaching the eyes of vulgar officials and nobles.

Everyone knows that the marriage alliance between the Great Xia Dynasty of Dongzhou and the Great Yu Si family has reached this point and is now settled.

"It seems everything is going quite smoothly!"

In the imperial palace, on the Observing Heaven Terrace, the Beheading Demon True Lord watched this scene, and a touching smile appeared on his face.

The successful marriage alliance between Great Xia and Great Yu means the plan of the Tongshan Dao Tong is nearly complete.

With the addition of other traditional allies, unifying the two realms' regions will basically face no major problems!

Once the Tongshan Dao Tong integrates the two realms' regions, clearing out other areas will be much easier by comparison.

……

After the wedding procession returned to the imperial palace, naturally came the rites of bowing to heaven and earth, followed by entering the bridal chamber.

Zhang Jian's true form also appeared in the Crown Prince's Palace; as the Dongzhou Emperor, he personally presided over the wedding for this couple.

At this time, not only did many cultivators of the Zhang family appear, but Zhang Yigu returned, along with Zhang Xian of the Tongshan Dao Tong, and Zhang Chang'an, who was far away in the Guangling Immortal Sect—all manifested one after another, making the scene lively for a time.

Even more joyful was the fact that Zhang Yi, over sixty years old, and his wife Qi Ruolan were present.

What could be happier than seeing the Crown Prince's grand wedding with their own eyes?

The only possible regret might be Chang Sun, Chang Sun's daughter, who has been cultivating outside all this time—perhaps they will not get to see Zhang Yi establish a family, build a career, and propagate offspring……