Chapter 834

“The Li clan’s ancestor, Li Yuan, cultivated the Blood Method and directly blood-sacrificed the entire Fenxin Imperial Clan, including the Fenxin Sacred Emperor, before vanishing without a trace.”

Zhu Long revealed the intelligence he had obtained.

Zhu Yuanyong heard this and chuckled: “Li Yuan is quite a man—possesses the spirit of a warlord. How did we never notice it before?”

“What a pity”

“he was born in the wrong era.”

Above the Fenxin Immortal Dynasty still loomed several great mountains; even if he was ruthless enough, he could still not cross that final step to become a True Lord.

In fact, it’s not just Li Yuan—even back then, a genius like Ju Xiang Daojun was reduced to smoke and clouds under the combined assault of the Shenyu Immortal Dynasty and the Seven Immortal Sects.

In comparison,

Li Rui’s luck was far better.

He encountered Jiang Lin, and naturally joined Baiyu Jing.

Though not on par with the Four Supreme Ones, he was still vastly better off than Li Yuan.

Li Rui paused and said: “Send some people to Taihuazhou—the former territory of the Eastern Provincial Military Command must be reclaimed.”

He had clashed with Li Yuan several times.

The grudge could never be resolved.

Even though Li Yuan blood-sacrificed the entire Fenxin clan to aid his cultivation, his chance of reaching Body Integration remains extremely slim—he poses no threat to Li Rui now.

But Li Yuan is indeed ruthless.

Precisely because he is so ruthless, Li Rui must eradicate him completely.

He did not want to leave himself any future threats.

“Also, send people to find out where Li Yuan is now.”

Zhu Long nodded: “Understood.”

He immediately sent Li Rui’s words via a transmission stone to the imperial palace ten thousand miles away.

Though he was not the retired emperor pulling the strings behind the curtain, his weight in Yu State was still considerable.

The Yu State Sacred Emperor and Chancellor Li acted swiftly.

Even before Li Rui gave the order, they had already dispatched troops to Taihuazhou.

Posing as lone cultivators,

they joined other Immortal Sects in carving up the Fenxin Immortal Dynasty, seizing vast territories—including the former Eastern Provincial Military Command.

The Eastern Provincial Military Command held considerable weight in Yu State.

Because it was the birthplace of Yu State’s ancient ancestor, Changqing, every Yu State military officer took pride in reclaiming the Eastern Provincial Military Command.

Of course,

Li Rui had no such obsessions.

After all, he himself had seized that land from others.

“The Fenxin Immortal Dynasty was divided among thirteen sects; its noble men became slaves, its women became prostitutes—henceforth, the Fenxin Immortal Dynasty ceased to exist.”

Zhu Long spoke.

Just a few light words.

Yet they marked the end of a dynasty that had lasted millennia.

One could not help but sigh.

What good was being a top-tier immortal dynasty if it could be cast into eternal ruin overnight?

Thinking of this, Zhu Long could not help but feel relieved—Yu State now had two True Lords, firmly holding its place among the top-tier immortal dynasties.

As for Li Rui, the original instigator, he sipped his tea with calm indifference.

‘Perhaps soon, Yu State’s territory will double again.’

He had received word.

Seven days ago,

Jianhe Daojun Jiang Lin visited Wan Fadian and the Blood Demon Sect.

He fought.

And then Wan Fadian and the Blood Demon Sect agreed.

From now on,

Taihuazhou would no longer be the domain of three factions—Baiyu Jing would also have its share.

Even though Zhuge Ming’s lifespan was nearly spent, he was still a genuine Daojun, entitled to a portion of Taihuazhou.

This logic was clear to both Wan Fadian and the Blood Demon Sect.

But they agreed so readily because of one other person—the Shenxuan Sect’s Shen Hun Daojun.

Shen Hun Daojun had already agreed to submit to Baiyu Jing for five hundred years.

As for why he did so,

it was because the last potential Daojun-level genius of Shenxuan Sect had perished in the Northern Sea Immortal Tomb.

The news had been concealed by Shenxuan Sect.

Cultivation is like this.

Life is unpredictable.

Originally, Shen Hun Daojun had pinned his hopes on this genius to ascend to Daojun—but now that the man was dead, Shenxuan Sect had no successor; waiting for the next generation to mature would take at least five or six hundred years, and Shen Hun Daojun felt he would not live that long.