Chapter 480: Descent

On Moon Gazing Island, after receiving Qin Ming's instructions, Wei Wuya wasted no time and immediately set out to rally the sects of the four kingdoms in preparation.

This demonic invasion differed from all previous ones; it was the largest-scale event in the history of the Southern Wilderness.

The fact that the Seven Woes Demon Lord, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Blood Refining Demon Sect, personally led the descent of the other two major demon sects into the lower realm spoke volumes.

What shocked Wei Wuya even more was that the intelligence Qin Ming provided included the specific location where the void anomaly would descend, as if he had seen through the entire demonic plan.

Nevertheless, despite this, the pressure on the Four Kingdoms Alliance remained immense, and it was uncertain whether they could withstand this onslaught.

Even with the demonic attack plan in hand, Wei Wuya felt no confidence in his heart.

After pondering deeply within his cave dwelling for a long time, Qin Ming immediately sent a mental message to Shi Tian Shu.

Meanwhile.

In the sacred lands of the Silver Moon Sky Fox clan, within Twilight Mist Mountain.

Shi Tian Shu, transformed into the chubby boy Bai Pang, rode high on success; holding a wine cup, he sat alone with the little silver fox beneath the flowers and moon, spinning tall tales with glib tongue.

Recounting his lifelong military service for Qin Ming, he said, "Senior Saint Mouse, so does this mean your current strength can easily annihilate Nascent Soul demons? This humble one is truly filled with admiration!"

Hearing his glib speech, the little silver fox was completely dazzled, her eyes filled with nothing but worship.

Hearing this, Shi Tian Shu beamed with pride. "Alas! The only regret is that although I have advanced to a fourth-rank Demon Saint, unfortunately, my current form has manifested as a child; to grow into an adult, I estimate I will need to cultivate for several more hundred years."

"Little Silver Fox, you don't mind, do you?"

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at her reaction.

The little silver fox's heart pounded like a startled deer; then, ignoring him, she darted away in a flash. Just as Shi Tian Shu was about to chase after her, he received a long-distance message from Qin Ming, and his expression suddenly changed.

Not daring to delay important matters, he transformed into a streak of black light and flew toward the main peak, recounting the whole story to Yue Lingyan.

"The Southern Wilderness is about to undergo a change; this matter is of great importance, and we must gather the other few comrades to discuss major affairs."

Before long.

Deep within the Beast Cry Mountain Range, inside a magnificent demon clan great hall, several Demon Saints with profound cultivation and powerful auras gathered together.

Shi Tian Shu looked around, arrogantly lifted his head, and casually took a seat.

Nowadays, he was finally someone qualified to sit at the top table of the demon clans.

"Oh! Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Shi Tian, on advancing to human form."

"Congratulations, Saint Mouse; I went to the island previously to offer congratulations, but unfortunately missed seeing you."

"It has been many years since the Mouse clan produced a human-form Demon Saint; Fellow Daoist Shi Tian is brilliantly talented, truly a cause for celebration."

Shi Tian Shu clasped his small fists in salute and responded to each person present in turn.

Subsequently.

Under the leadership of Brother Gushan, the Demon Saint of the Mountain Ape clan, the major demon clans convened an emergency meeting.

Among the demon clans, attitudes toward supporting the Southern Wilderness split into two major factions.

One faction favored providing support.

The other faction, led by the Brother Hei Feng Demon Saint, held opposing views.

After a round of fierce debate and argument, and considering that the two races still needed to continue cooperating to resist the demonic forces from the Blood Ring Realm.

They ultimately reached a resolution to dispatch a portion of their troops to support the Southern Wilderness.

"Hmph! If you want to go, go yourselves; as for me, I certainly will not. The Seven Woes Demon Lord is no easy opponent, and many of our clansmen will die." Having spoken, the Brother Hei Feng Demon Saint left in displeasure, flicking his sleeves.

Regarding the events that had transpired on Moon Gazing Island previously, the Brother Hei Feng Demon Saint still harbored deep resentment.

Shi Tian Shu's gaze fell upon the Brother Hei Feng Demon Saint; he was so angry his teeth itched, cursing inwardly, 'This old bastard, one day don't let you fall into my hands.'

Meanwhile, the Nascent Soul powers in the Western Nether Immortal Realm and the Central Prefecture Righteous Path Alliance also received Qin Ming's order for assistance.

This was the command issued by Supreme Yang during the alliance meeting on Dragon Abyss Island.

Tianjizi and Superior Cold Crow, those two old fellows, had no choice but to rapidly deploy cultivators to come support the Southern Wilderness.

All of this occurred within merely half a month.

The Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm became fraught with tension; an atmosphere of impending storm filled everyone's hearts.

Qin Ming, however, sat leisurely beneath a spiritual peach tree, drinking spiritual wine.

Since the one invading the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm this time was the 'Seven Woes Demon Lord,' there was absolutely no need to panic.

It was merely that the act had to be played out completely, lest Lord Tianhen become suspicious.

Even if Lord Tianhen personally arrived, he could simply hold up the mirror to him. "What does this amount to? Fighting myself?"

Qin Ming lifted the gourd, took a swig of spiritual wine, and spoke a sentence of self-mockery.

Only a few days later.

Tianjizi and Superior Cold Crow arrived in a rush, speaking to Qin Ming:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, the situation is dire!"

"We just received news from the Tianhai Alliance: half a month ago, the Second Crown Prince of the East Sea Dragon King's Long Gong rebelled, secretly colluding with the Blood Ring Realm demonic path, and launched a surprise attack on the Crystal Palace and East Pole Island of the four great East Sea sects."

"Now, the two Nascent Soul comrades from those two great sects have perished, and the sects themselves have fallen into demonic hands, with heavy casualties."

Qin Ming had actually known long ago; it was just that Lord Tianhen's arrangement of the East Sea plan had been executed too quickly—action followed immediately after the words were spoken—leaving no time to notify the people of the Tianhai Alliance.

"Ah? Could such a thing have happened?" Qin Ming deliberately feigned a look of shock.

"Did the Soul Transformation Venerable of the Star Palace not step forward to stop it?"

Superior Cold Crow said with a grim expression, "The affairs of a Soul Transformation Venerable are hardly something we can speculate upon; unless it is a matter of life and death for the human realm, they probably will not act easily."

"However, 'Cranes True Lord,' a late-stage Nascent Soul great cultivator of the Tianhai Alliance, fought against the Mo Alliance's Lord Tianhen for seven days and seven nights; it is said that in the end, he lost by a single move, ultimately falling to Lord Tianhen's hand and nearly perishing."

"As a result, the morale of the East Sea Immortal Realm has undoubtedly suffered a tremendous blow."

"I said it long ago: this bunch of damn sea races are all traitors, especially those bastards from the Long Gong; their hearts are condemnable!"

When Crow of Frost reached this point, he gnashed his teeth in sheer hatred.

"I never expected Lord Tianhen's strength to be so formidable; apart from Soul Transformation cultivators in the Human Realm, I fear no one could stand against him," Tianji said, his expression grave.

Qin Ming also sighed deeply; although he had long known the outcome of the battle, he could not help but let out a sigh.

"It is still Fellow Daoist Qin who has the connections, actually managing to secure intelligence from within the demonic path beforehand; if our Great Jin and Great Zhou possessed such a capability, the situation would not have been so passive," Crow of Frost said with considerable admiration.

Several days later.

Near a market town on the border between the State of Wei and the Beast Roar Mountain Range.

Cultivators of the Four-Nation Alliance had long lain in ambush nearby, appearing fully prepared for battle.

"Everyone stay alert; the moment any spatial anomaly appears, immediately activate the Shadow-Splitting Stone Formation to destroy it, giving the demonic path no chance to descend!"

A squad leader spoke to the cultivators lurking all around him.

"Yes!"

The words had barely left their mouths when—

Suddenly, a powerful spatial fluctuation rippled through the air outside the market town, which then began to distort.

A massive dark-black vortex formed instantly in midair, before the cultivators of the Four-Nation Alliance could even react.

A flash of black light erupted from within, and in an instant, more than ten demonic vessels from the Ghost Nether Palace and Measureless Mountain descended.

Without a second word, they immediately began firing demonic light cannons at the humans inside the market town.

Boom! Boom! Boom! For a time, the agonized screams of the Four-Nation Alliance's cultivators rose and fell incessantly.

"Enemy attack!!"

Although they had been prepared, their strength was clearly not on the same level.

Two figures appeared atop the lead demonic ship: an old monk in a hemp robe leaning on a pitch-black Zen staff, and a cold-faced, white-complexioned middle-aged man.

Both exuded the cultivation base of late-stage Jin Dan.

"Hahaha! Brother Fu, good news keeps arriving from the East Sea; we have successively captured two major Nascent Soul sects." "It is now our turn, we two brothers, to display our prowess here in the Southern Wilds and make a name for ourselves!" The old monk in the hemp robe laughed wildly, speaking to the white-complexioned middle-aged man beside him.

"At the very least, we must gather a batch of living souls of flesh and blood for alchemy to take back."

With that, he tossed the black Zen staff in his hand into the air, where it transformed into an object thirty zhang in size and crashed down upon the cultivators of the Four-Nation Alliance with the force of Mount Tai pressing down.

Boom! Accompanied by the sound of mountains collapsing and the earth splitting, flesh and blood flew everywhere among the human cultivators, causing countless casualties instantly.

"Old Monk Du'e, be careful not to capsize in a shallow ditch; I hear the Southern Wilds is no benign place, with as many as three demonic lords having already perished there," the white-complexioned middle-aged man surnamed Fu reminded with a sinister smile.

The old monk in the hemp robe paid it no heed; while directing his Zen staff to slaughter in all directions, he turned and said to him, "Brother Fu, you worry too much; this old monk has not obtained so many living souls of flesh and blood in a long time; if we do not seize them now, when shall we?"

"The Nascent Soul cultivators of the human race will be dealt with by Lord Qishang Mojun and the others."

Hearing this, the demonic cultivator surnamed Fu also nodded, wielding a Ghost King Banner to release countless ghostly entities and join the battle.

Hum~ Just as the two were enjoying their slaughter to the fullest—

A blue light curtain suddenly flashed into existence all around, enveloping every demonic cultivator present.

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Dazzling runes swirled across the great formation, which then erupted with a rain of golden arrows comparable to the Jin Dan level, attacking the demonic cultivators aboard the more than ten demonic ships.

In an instant, the demonic cultivators also suffered countless casualties, and the situation reversed immediately.

"Not good! A third-grade superior trapping formation; we have walked into an ambush!" The white-complexioned middle-aged man surnamed Fu was suddenly startled; he deflected several golden arrows in succession, causing his qi and blood to churn violently within his body.

Swish! At that very moment—

A streak of blue shocking rainbow shot forth from the distant horizon, arriving in the blink of an eye, piercing through layers of demonic qi, and striking the old monk in the hemp robe squarely, sending up a cloud of blood mist.

"Ah!" The old monk from Measureless Mountain clutched his chest, filled with shock and rage, as he stared at the opposite side.

As the escaping light dissipated, it revealed the tall and straight figure of Wei Wuya; the man was like a divine sword unsheathed, gazing at the two Jin Dan cultivators of the demonic path as if looking at corpses.

With his arrival, countless cultivators of the Four-Nation Alliance surged out from all directions, completely surrounding the demonic cultivators from the Ghost Nether Palace and Measureless Mountain, leaving them no escape.

Not only that.

Screech! In the sky, dense flocks of flying beasts soared over from the direction of the Beast Roar Mountain Range, diving straight at the cultivators of the demonic path.

Among them was a giant avian beast cultivator, enormous in form, with a wingspan reaching a full fifty zhang.

With a single flap of its massive wings, it released a sky-full of wind blades, sweeping toward the white-complexioned middle-aged man.

"Th-this is—"

"A late-stage third-grade great beast."

"This is a trap; how could you possibly have known our plans in advance!"

The situation reversed in an instant; the two Jin Dan demonic cultivators displayed looks of utter disbelief.

"Then go ask your Buddha," Wei Wuya snorted coldly, his gaze blazing like torches; he unleashed his trump-card sword art, instantly slashing the opposing demonic cultivator down from midair.

Scenes such as these continued to unfold repeatedly throughout the Southern Wilds Immortal Realm.

On Moon-Gazing Island.

Qin Ming sat in the main hall of the Green Wood Pavilion, holding a jade slip and continuously scanning through it.

Outside, report after report of victory kept reaching Qin Ming's ears.

"Report! Reporting to my lord Island Master: a spatial anomaly appeared within the borders of Chuzhou in the State of Wei, descending two Jin Dan demonic cultivators and more than ten demonic vessels from the Ghost Nether Palace and Measureless Mountain; they have already been eliminated by Wei Mengzhu leading his forces!"

"Report! A large-scale spatial anomaly appeared near Taihu in the State of Liang; Profound Stream Valley has already destroyed the spatial passage before the demonic sects could descend."

"Report! A large batch of Blood Refining demonic sect cultivators surged forth within the borders of the State of Jin; under the full-scale purge by True Person Gu and the Guardian Dao Alliance, the demonic path has been repelled."

"Report! A Nascent Soul demonic lord from the Ghost Nether Palace descended at Beast King Valley in the State of Wu; he has already been executed through the joint efforts of the Devouring Heaven Demon Saint and Crow of Frost of the Guardian Dao Alliance, and the two seniors are already on their way back."

Just at this moment.

Mo Lingwei, clad in a long black gauze dress, hurried in and then bowed respectfully to Qin Ming at the head of the hall.

"My lord Island Master, the demonic path invasion within the four kingdoms unfolded exactly as you predicted, yet many stragglers remain at large, committing crimes and even linking up with the demonic path forces in the Beast Cry Mountain Range."

"Should we organize cultivators to pursue them to victory?"

"After all, with support from the demon race and the Dao-Upholding Alliance, we can seize this opportunity to crush the arrogant spirit of the demonic path."

Holding a jade slip and sipping his tea, Qin Ming nodded and said with utter indifference, "Proceed according to your own judgment."

"Yes!"

Mo Lingwei had not expected Qin Ming to agree so readily.

Qin Ming's eyes shifted slightly; of course, he was unconcerned, for the key figure of this invasion was about to arrive.

It was almost time for him to take the stage and perform.

Boom—boom—boom! Just then.

While Mo Lingwei was still puzzled, a violent explosion rang out from outside.

Her Jin Dan divine sense naturally perceived what was happening out there.

In the sky beyond Wangyue Island, three pitch-black void vortices appeared without warning, expanding like black holes while twisting and spinning.

Zzzzt!

The three vortices drew together and merged in an instant, causing a void rift spanning ten zhang to burst open abruptly.

Within, one could even see the endless void abyss, flashing with Lei Ting and gale-force winds.

Immediately after.

A massive surge of demonic qi gushed forth like a flood from a breached dam, beginning to contaminate the surrounding area.

The lake water instantly turned pitch black, causing a vast school of fish and shrimp to float belly-up to the surface.

As the demonic qi erupted, the spiritual energy in the void began to tremble violently.

Suddenly.

A ferocious and icy divine sense swept across Wangyue Island, treating the fourth-tier protective formation as if it were nonexistent.

Then, amidst rolling demonic qi, a burly giant strode out; the power of his spiritual pressure was so immense that every cultivator present changed color, trembling with fear.

It felt as though merely being glanced at by him would cause immediate death.

Upon sensing this figure with her divine sense, Mo Lingwei's face instantly turned deathly pale: "Qishang Mojun!"

Both the Southern Wilderness and the Dao-Upholding Alliance possessed portraits of this Demon Lord in their intelligence records.

A Nascent Soul mid-stage Demon Lord had personally descended upon Wangyue Lake; even she nearly lost her composure.

Yet when she looked at Qin Ming, she found him still calm and collected, utterly unruffled.

Tianjizi, that old fellow, also rushed in panic from outside, saying to Qin Ming with extreme anxiety, "Fellow Daoist Qin, disaster strikes!"

"Qishang Mojun has come knocking at our door."

The next moment.

Qin Ming rose to his feet, gazed outward, and said lightly, "So it is Qishang Mojun? Let this seat go out and meet him."

"The rest of you find places to hide on your own."

Hearing this, Mo Lingwei nearly thought she had misheard.

Tianjizi was also stunned, but then recalled that Qin Ming had previously escaped unscathed from Qishang Mojun's hands; could it be that he still held some technique in reserve?

Just then.

Qishang Mojun's profoundly deep voice echoed from outside across the entire Wangyue Lake:

"The Holy Ancestor's descent is the trend of the great destiny!"

"Brat of Wangyue, roll out here and submit to your execution before this seat!"

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(End of Chapter)