Chapter 1016

Chasing Pingtian Laozu's group across the sea for nearly a month, Wu Tie used the Primordial Crown to accelerate time on the Myriad Spirit Void-Slaughtering Divine Vessel, and time aboard the great ship had quietly passed nearly a century.

A century of time was enough for Wu Tie, leading his civil officials, to greatly improve the construction progress of the great ship.

At the very least, at the very least, within the attack system of the Myriad Spirit Void-Slaughtering Divine Vessel, a supremely powerful amplifying divine formation has been completed.

When Pingtian Laozu hysterically swore to lead his army to trample Wuguo and fiercely retaliate against Wuguo from top to bottom, Wu Tie had already taken his seat at the core of the amplifying divine formation's formation eye, while the other 1,080 assisting venerable-rank civil officials sat at various nodes of the formation, exerting themselves to pour their own magical power into the formation.

Behind Wu Tie, five-elements divine light shot up into the sky, like a burning peacock's feathered plume floating behind him.

Soon after, the enormous Myriad Spirit Void-Slaughtering Divine Vessel leapt forth from the void, its massive hull stretching 6,400 li in length and hundreds of li in width and height, emanating a chilling pressure, while streaks of five-colored patterns continuously lit up across its hull.

In an instant, the five-colored patterns burst forth with blinding five-colored divine light, and the entire great ship was enveloped by a colossal peacock phantom.

Pingtian Laozu and the roughly hundred fleeing monster venerables of the All-Sky Monster Alliance simultaneously felt the terrifying pressure closing in behind them.

They hastily turned their heads, then each let out a hoarse scream as they beheld the great ship suddenly appearing behind them, and the colossal, terrifying peacock phantom outside the ship.

"Flee!"

Pingtian Laozu let out a great roar, lunging forward without regard for the blood spurting from his chest wound; his body, amid a yellow demonic cloud, transformed into a nine-headed yellow lion nearly a thousand li long, and, treading the flowing wind, he fled at full speed toward the Northern Continent.

As the Primordial Heaven Ancestor moved, the other hundred or so demon venerables also disregarded decorum, their bodies shaking; vultures, eagles, giant pythons, venomous flood dragons, wolves, tigers, leopards, poisonous bees, giant clams, and so on — a hundred or so rare birds and beasts of various species, their bodies ranging from three to five hundred li to several thousand li in size, each bolting northward at full speed.

Unfortunately, they had fled in a tight cluster before, with only a few tens of zhang between each other.

At this moment they disregarded everything, resumed their true forms, and exerted all their strength to flee; their huge bodies instantly collided in midair, forming a tangled mass.

The harder they tried to flee faster, the more they collided and entangled — your head pressing my wing, your claws tearing my carapace, his tail wrapping my hoof, this one's horn piercing someone's belly.

A hundred or so huge flying beasts and land creatures, including tortoises, collided into a tangled mass in midair; aside from the fastest Primordial Heaven Ancestor, the other hundred or so demon venerables were all completely entwined, none able to break free.

Wu Tie let out a great shout, and the five-colored divine light swept forth with all its might.

The mana of 1,080 venerable-level experts poured through the amplifying divine formation into the five-colored divine light behind Wu Tie.

The enormous Myriad Spirits Devouring Void Slaying God Ship shimmered all over with blinding five-colored light; then five bands of five-element divine light, each tens of thousands of li wide and hundreds of thousands of li high, shot up from behind the colossal phantom peacock, turning into five rolling torrents that swept across the void.

Aside from the fastest Primordial Heaven Ancestor, the other hundred or so demon venerables were instantly swept up by this five-colored torrent.

Terrifying five-element pressure came down from above, crushing them; the hundred or so demon venerables all struggled, countless strands of innate and acquired five-element divine light struck them, making their bones soft and limbs numb, directly sealing the innate spiritual light within their bodies and freezing their immense inner mana like an iceberg.

Not allowing these demon venerables to struggle, Wu Tie gave a soft shout; the vast five-element space within the five-element divine light compressed inward, shattering and shredding the void, the hundred or so demon venerables cried out in unison, and their innate spiritual light was directly ground away.

One after another, huge lifeless bodies hovered in the five-element space, while Wu Tie and his retinue of Wuguo ministers laughed in unison.

Amid the laughter came a series of crack-crack-crack sounds; cracks large and small split across the huge hull of the Myriad Spirits Devouring Void Slaying God Ship, defensive formations and prohibitions were destroyed, spewing smoke and fire everywhere; the massive hull shuddered slightly and could no longer stay aloft, instead slowly sinking toward the sea below.

Wu Tie and company's laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Just now, the amplifying divine formation directly increased the power of Wu Tie's five-element divine light by nearly a hundredfold.

Wu Tie's own strength alone could absolutely overwhelm those hundred or so demon venerables in single combat; based on his cultivation, the power of his five-element divine light great ability was increased another nearly a hundredfold, so one can imagine how immense the pressure was when those demon venerables were crushed by the five-element divine light.

Because the amplification was too strong and the power too great, the very material of the Myriad Spirits Devouring Void Slaying God Ship could not withstand the recoil, its hull cracking everywhere, nearly disintegrating in midair.

After all, this giant ship has so far incorporated only the corpse material of a single demon venerable, the Heaven-Overturning Venerable.

And the great ability Wu Tie deployed, plus the amplification from the divine formation, was excessively strong... like a tiny boat made of stacked tissue paper, trying to make it carry an elephant across the river—if it didn't tear apart, that would be miraculous.

"Good, good!" Wu Tie swiftly released the Primordial Crown, rapidly accelerating the flow of time around the giant ship.

"Honored ministers, lend me your strength; we will refine and fuse these 112 demon venerables into this giant ship, so that next time we deploy such a great ability, there should be no major obstacle." Wu Tie shook his head, laughing and crying, and offered the Grand Dao Crucible.

Wuguo ministers whose mana was instantly exhausted nodded in agreement, each reaching out in awe to touch the hull beneath them.

The 112 venerable-level old demons were instantly slain by the five-element divine light, unable to resist.

What an astonishing victory!

How terrifying is the power of this giant ship!

Moreover, according to Wu Tie, this giant ship can continually absorb various resources and divine materials, continually being refined and enhanced.

That is truly terrifying.

A giant turtle with a carapace over five thousand li in diameter and a wholly azure-black body was gulped down in one bite by the Grand Dao Crucible; this turtle's body was suffused with murderous aura, and before being slain it possessed cultivation at the fourth level of the venerable realm.

Given this turtle's enormous physique, its bloodline must be extraordinary, surely possessing an exceptional innate divine ability; combined with its venerable fourth-level cultivation, among Wu Tie's many ministers, those who could steadily surpass it would be few—countable on one hand.

"Excellent material!" Wu Tie exclaimed sincerely.

No matter how powerful a demon venerable, once slain it becomes merely a pile of top-quality material.

The spark-fire blazed fiercely; Wu Tie and his ministers continually poured mana into the Grand Dao Crucible, making its fire ever more intense and unbearable.

After seven days and nights of work, the turtle's flesh, blood, and essence were completely refined; its incredibly hard carapace and bones turned into a mass of clear liquid a thousand li in diameter, within which hundreds of turtle-shell-sized natal turtle shells floated suspended.

The Myriad Spirits Devouring Void Slaying God Ship emitted a low, deep rumble, and this mass of the turtle's vital essence swiftly merged into the giant vessel.

Given the turtle's enormous body, the amount of refined essence it yielded was vast enough to permeate every inch of the giant ship in an instant; the ship's whole body glowed with a faint azure-black sheen, its previous cracks rapidly healed, and within a few hours they vanished without a trace.

Next came a strange evil shark over 1,800 li in length, its body covered in huge scales.

As this strange evil shark was integrated into the Myriad Spirits Devouring Void Slaying God Ship, the giant vessel's aura increased somewhat, and its defensive strength was bolstered by more than ten percent.

One by one, the corpses of demon venerables were refined in the Grand Dao Crucible and then continually merged into the Myriad Spirits Devouring Void Slaying God Ship.

Mo Wu led a large group of Mo family disciples, cooperating with the ship's continual evolution and enhancement, beginning to set up other attack and defensive formations.

The overall combat power of the giant ship continually increased.

Wu Tie infused the dao seals condensed from those venerable-level old demons into the mountain ranges and rivers inside the ship's cabin using a secret art.

These dao seals instantly transformed into small and medium spiritual veins; the mountain ranges and rivers within them spontaneously generated heavenly and earthly primal energy, nourishing each independent ecosystem inside the ship's cabin into fertile soil and extraordinary spiritual vitality.

Outside, only the time it takes to finish a cup of tea had passed, yet inside the giant ship a moment later it was three years.

The corpses of all 112 demon venerables had completely filled the Myriad Spirits Devouring Void Slaying God Ship; the ship's length, width, and height remained unchanged, but its hull had taken on an extremely heavy, deeply aged bronze-gold hue.

Moreover, the hull everywhere bore dragon-scale-like patterns, and everywhere could be seen mysterious, winding dao markings that gave an inexplicable feeling of indestructible and unusually heavy solidity.

Such an enormous giant ship rose into the sky without making a sound, and in an instant it reached an altitude of a thousand li above the ground.

Due north of the bow, Wu Tie and company could still see the sorry figure of the Primordial Heaven Ancestor fleeing in disarray.

In the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, the Primordial Heaven Ancestor had not gotten far; especially since his true form was also quite huge, even after running several million li, his massive figure remained clearly visible.

"Let him go, let him carry a message to the other demons." Wu Tie said coldly: "It would be best if they gathered together, so we can take them all in one sweep, saving us the trouble of hunting them down one by one—how troublesome that would be."

Then don't chase them too closely; give them some time to mobilize their troops." Huang Lang smiled and said: "I hope His Majesty's great divine ability won't scare them into refusing to come out of formation."

Wu Tie laughed and shook his head: "The monster race is inherently ferocious; they would never be this afraid of battle… We're following Patriarch Ping Tian, just keep up slowly."

The massive ship sailed silently forward at high altitude, shattering one white cloud after another.

Gradually, the massive ship approached the continent where the Buddhist Kingdom lay.

Still hundreds of li from the shore, the faces of Wu Tie and the others suddenly changed— in the South Sea of the Buddhist Continent, the seawater was actually crimson!

Wave after wave of a pungent bloody smell rode the wind up to high altitude; Wu Tie and the others, whose senses were extraordinarily sharp, immediately smelled the bloodiness rising from the sea below.

Wu Tie's face grew grim; at his command, the massive ship plummeted toward the sea, quickly descending to low altitude just two or three li above the water. At the same time, shark-like warships flew out of the ship's hold and rapidly deployed into an attack formation in the air.

The seawater below had indeed turned blood-red.

Countless human corpses floated on the sea surface, already rotted from soaking in the water, while countless sea fish and beasts churned wildly beneath, fighting over the flesh and bones on the surface.

Looking down from above, stretches of corpses extended for thousands of li…

"A sea of blood, a hell." The Demon Sovereign gazed down at the sea, murmuring softly: "What are these demons up to?"

Jia Ye had silently knelt at the bow, his hands pressed together in prayer as he silently recited sutras; two lines of clear tears streamed down his cheeks, pattering 'drip-drop-drop' onto the deck.

The massive ship flew northward, with warships continually sliding out of its huge hold along the way.

Gradually, more than a hundred thousand fully loaded warships encircled the massive ship, the scene resembling an adult sunfish leading a school of newly hatched fry as they swim through the sea.

The warships were swift, quickly flying past hundreds of li of sea route.

Ahead lay a peninsula extending from the southern part of the Buddhist Continent into the sea for tens of thousands of li, its widest point spanning over two thousand li.

It is a somewhat narrow and elongated peninsula, and now it has become a hell on earth.

On the peninsula, from north to south, hundreds of large and small cities were dotted with countless villages—but now every city and village has been utterly destroyed.

Former fertile fields had turned into mud pits; the former forests left only scorched, blackened trunks standing there, and rivers, lakes, and streams were everywhere stained with blood.

On the ground, crude camps were enclosed by wooden fences, with countless naked humans curled up in these open-air camps, their wails, lamentations, cries of pain, and pleas echoing without cease.

Countless little demons, with beady eyes and sly faces, retaining many traits of their original forms, strutted about in fine armor and wielded fine weapons, moving back and forth through the camps.

Outside the camps, bonfires were built everywhere on the ground.

On the fires, strips of human limbs were roasted; some fires held large iron cauldrons of boiling broth, in which the tumbling ingredients clearly came from human bodies as well.

Wu Tie and the others' massive fleet glided slowly over the peninsula, and not a single little demon below noticed the huge armada in the sky.

A little demon whose cultivation was at the Life Pool Realm shouted while hopping about: "The elders above ordered us to keep only the young and strong as 'seed stock'; those old men and women have no meat, are bad-toothed, won't live many more days, can't bear offspring, and keeping them would just waste provisions."

"Whoever likes gnawing bones, pick a few of the oldest, toughest ones to chew on; the rest of the old folks, chop them all up and throw them into the sea."

"Hey, there are still plenty of fish-demon fry in the sea that couldn't make it ashore, waiting for this meat ration."

"Hurry… hurry, there are still old folks we haven't picked out—quickly chop them up and toss them into the sea."

Amidst the shrill wails, a large group of little demons giggled as they bounced into the camp, seized the people there, and began patting and kneading them like a cook selecting plump chickens and geese at the market.

Jia Ye's body convulsed violently as he shouted hoarsely: "My Buddhist Kingdom's Pure Land has suddenly become a hell… Your Majesty, please have mercy!"

Wu Tie's face twitched as he beheld the horrific scenes below; he waved his hand forcefully: "Old Tie, Elder Brother Xiahou, I leave the overall command to you—do whatever you must… exterminate these little demons completely!"

After drawing a deep breath, Wu Tie gave a fierce grin: "Demon Sovereign, do you have the guts to accompany me in storming the capital of the Buddhist Kingdom?"

The Demon Sovereign laughed, showing a mouthful of big teeth: "Your Majesty, I love nothing more than stealing the spotlight like this!"