Chapter 1064

Xigu, the earth was collapsing, vast tracts of land sinking into the deep sea.

Wu Tie stood in midair, twelve tattered Slaughter God Ships hovering above his head, the three Canghai Dao people supporting each other, blood water continually flowing from their seven orifices.

Between Wu Tie and his three corpse avatars, strands of powerful Dao resonance flowed back and forth, heavenly-earthly primal energy continually poured into Wu Tie's body, after being transformed by his mighty physique, it turned into vital essence that merged into the three Canghai Dao people's bodies, swiftly healing their wounds.

Xi Kuang and countless experts of the Xihuang lineage stood dazedly in the violently shaking Xigu, dazedly looking up at Wu Tie.

Xiyi, Xizhu and about a hundred Elders were slain; Wu Tie showed mercy, leaving them a faint spirit seal. The weak spirit seal, like fireflies, hovered in the air, continually emitting a mournful shriek.

In such circumstances, they could only undergo reincarnation.

But the wounds Wu Tie inflicted were too severe; even if they reincarnated, they could not retain this lifetime's memories. Moreover, the current reincarnation Dao is extremely perilous, and they are likely to become lost within it.

Or they might be reborn as livestock.

Or they might turn into plants.

Or even, their souls could fly apart and scatter.

"Wu Tie, Wu Tie!" Xiyi and the others, unable to say anything else, merely hoarsely shouted his name over and over.

Wu Tie looked down upon the violently shaking Xigu, into which seawater continually poured, and lightly shook his head.

Within Xigu, there were countless storehouses, each containing vast space.

With a point of Wu Tie's finger, the Yin-Yang Daoist's Yin-Yang Two-Qi Vessel erupted, black and white qi sweeping across the entire Xigu; Wu Tie ruthlessly broke open the storehouse doors and devoured the mountains of materials stored inside, leaving nothing.

Food, ore, rare divine materials, military supplies and baggage, elixirs and pills… even all kinds of large war equipment…

The resources stockpiled in Xigu exceeded by tens of thousands of times the total that Wuguo had gathered after sweeping through numerous human nations over the past few years.

Terrifying, terrifying—no wonder it is one of humanity's two great holy lands, receiving the concentrated offerings of all humanity.

Wu Tie struck mercilessly, not leaving a single grain of rice in the storehouses for Xigu. He gazed at Xikuang and slowly said, "You, since you have no will to fight for humanity, you also have no right to enjoy the resources offered to humanity."

"From now on, fend for yourselves…… I, the king, can't be bothered to trade insults with you. If you want revenge, come at me with real swords and spears, openly marshaling your troops!"

Wu Tie's gaze was deep and solemn; he fiercely glared at the center of Xigu.

In the direction of that palace hall, deep underground for thousands of li, there lay another subterranean palace. Wu Tie's cultivation has now advanced greatly; rock and soil thousands of li thick cannot block his sight.

Within that subterranean palace, hundreds of terrifying auras were awakening.

These were a group whose seniority surpassed even Xiyi and Xizhu, having grown weary of life, devoid of any joy, able only to pass time by sleeping—old antiques.

Different from the old monsters in the three great state-protecting divine sects of the earlier Chao dynasty.

The old monsters of the Qinglian Observatory, Bailian Palace, and Honglian Temple; they had reached the limit of their lifespans and must rely on sleeping sealing themselves to prolong their lingering existence.

But the Xigu old monsters now awakening possess immense vitality, like primordial volcanoes constantly erupting with violent life force. They did not seal themselves merely to linger; they simply found life meaningless, closed their eyes, and took a nap.

"Tell you old fogeys of this lineage…… claiming to be humanity's orthodox, you must do what humanity's orthodox ought to do!"

Wu Tie sighed: "Demons run rampant, countless common folk of humanity are in dire straits…… After they awaken, I hope they will do something beneficial for all humanity, not be arrogant and overbearing like Xiyi and the others."

He shook his head, flicked his wide sleeve, and Wu Tie, together with the reliquary tower hovering above his head, vanished.

In the subterranean palace of Xigu, a low, resonant voice slowly sounded: "Junior whippersnapper, how dare you lecture us? Pah, you know nothing. You offend Xigu and still expect to retreat unscathed? How could that be?"

The collapsing land of Xigu suddenly solidified; the tracts that had sunk beneath the seawater rose up piece by piece.

Under the force of a tremendous power, Xigu's land returned to normal in just a few breaths; terrifying auras shot up to the heavens, and the chaotic Dao resonance was compelled to return to the heights.

"The Heavenly Dao Cavern is destroyed, Xiyi and the others are dead." Another aged voice coldly said: "Moreover, so many resources have been looted…… That brat just now, what is his origin?"

"Since the Heavenly Dao Cavern is destroyed, we just need to find a way to rebuild it—isn't it just gathering fragments of primordial supreme treasures? Wa Island, you ought to fulfill your duty."

"Resources have been looted; humanity ought to promptly allocate resources and offer them to Xigu—this matter admits no debate. The countless common folk of humanity, what use are they if not this? Do you still expect them to fight the demons?"

"As for that brat just now, let Wa Island provide all his information; we will join forces and strike him down."

"As for those extraterrestrial demons…… esteemed elder brothers, what are your opinions?"

Xigu remained silent for a long time, then a tranquil voice softly spoke.

"It is not yet the time for the decisive battle."

Then many voices of assent came: "Indeed, it is not yet the time for the decisive battle."

"Restrain haste, practice patience, accumulate strength…… When we become strong enough to hold an absolute advantage, we will strike with thunder and utterly exterminate those extraterrestrial demons."

"Exactly; thus Xigu will accumulate boundless merit, the Xihuang lineage will once again produce a holy sovereign of humanity, thereafter enjoying eternal longevity and true immortality, truly stepping into the supreme sage realm of 'Undying'. From then on, humanity may forever enjoy peace."

"Yes, yes, going to war now with those extraterrestrial demons would be extremely unwise."

"Isn't that so? In the past, our ancestors possessed power far surpassing ours today, yet they were still defeated by the extraterrestrial demons."

"We ought to cherish our feathers and preserve our strength above all."

"However, that brat cannot be let go."

"Indeed, whoever dares to offend Xigu must absolutely not be spared!"

Wu Tie shattered Xigu and strode away. He did nothing to Xikuang and the others, nor could he do anything to them.

Xiyi, Xizhu and the others have been forced by him to only reincarnate, and their fate is likely to be extremely dire, extremely unfortunate. As for Xikuang and the others, no matter how they act, they are pure-blooded humanity.

Wu Tie had no way or reason to draw his sword against them.

As for the old monsters of the Xihuang lineage hidden underground…… unless they seek death themselves, coming to Wu Tie's door to stir up trouble, Wu Tie cannot and does not wish to draw his sword against them.

In Wu Tie's heart, he still retained a baseline of 'innocence' and 'trust' toward humanity.

He thought that these weary, jaded old antiques, as humanity's eldest elders, ought to be able to make the wisest choice, the decision most beneficial to humanity.

Even if they considered only Xigu's benefit?

If all of humanity were slaughtered to the last, who would still offer sacrifices to Xigu, who would still support Xigu, who would still supply elite talents to Xigu?

Therefore, Xigu surely would not stand by while humanity continues to be slaughtered, would it?

Wu Tie returned to Wuguo bearing the surging power of humanity's holy sword and four feral weapons, bringing his three corpse avatars, he continued to patrol the various battlefields of humanity.

Whenever there was a troublesome demon, Wu Tie could now easily slay them in an instant; thus Wuguo's efficiency in sweeping battlefields and hunting grounds surged once more, Wu Tie consumed a great deal of human merit, and surged again.

Time swiftly passed, a little over half a month.

No trace of the heavenly court's troops.

No troops from Xigu were seen.

No activity from Wa Island.

It seemed as if the entire human race had been abandoned, as if on the whole Mu Dalu only Wuguo's ever‑growing legion roamed about, exterminating demons.

Standing on the lofty firmament, feet on a ribbon of aurora, Wu Tie gazed puzzled toward Wa Island.

What exactly are you doing?

That night, the bright moon hung high, and the starlight filling the sky was a hundred times more blazing than usual; streams of stellar essence poured into the world like water, awakening the spiritual intelligence of countless flowers, birds, insects, fish, beasts, and wild creatures, giving rise to the first trace of demonic power within them.

Stellar essence poured down from the void, and Mu Dalu trembled slightly.

Along with the falling stellar essence came immeasurable chaotic force; Mu Dalu was like a huge seed, frantically devouring the chaotic force, and the continent's edges rapidly expanded outward.

Usually, the infinite void surrounding Mu Dalu is pitch black, with no trace of chaotic force remaining. Except for the night of stellar power that shines once every few years, Mu Dalu basically has no chance to expand.

But these days, the gods seem to have gone mad, recklessly pouring down stellar essence, and what follows is Mu Dalu's rapid recovery and growth.

Mu Dalu is growing, recovering.

The Grand Dao laws of Mu Dalu are swiftly restoring, becoming clearer and stronger.

Correspondingly, the ever‑strengthening Grand Dao laws need to be re‑adjusted and aligned, re‑forming a perfect Grand Dao operating system; meanwhile, myriad foreign Daos seize the opportunity to launch deeper erosion against Mu Dalu's Dao system.

Using an inexact analogy.

Mu Dalu is like a heavily fortified fortress; it suddenly wants to expand its walls, letting them enclose a larger area, become higher and thicker.

During the expansion, more impurities mixed in, inevitably causing leaks everywhere, and cracks appeared all over.

The faster Mu Dalu grows, the faster its vital energy recovers, and the more numerous and larger the loopholes in its defenses become.

In Wa Huang Cave, several middle‑aged women, expressionless, heavily placed a basket of cold food before Qingning, then scolded coldly: "Eat it quickly, don't waste our time."

Qingning smiled faintly, lifted the cold meal, and ate it bite by bite with relish.

Inside Wa Huang Cave, heavenly and earthly primordial energy is cut off; even a being with heavenly‑reaching divine powers would become an ordinary mortal here, and without food would truly exhaust their mana and starve to death.

While eating, Qingning asked the middle‑aged women: "Any news lately on the island? Wa Dai, are you pleased?"

The middle‑aged women shouted in unison: "No speaking while eating, no talking while sleeping."

Qingning raised her eyebrows slightly and laughed "hehehe".

In a secluded corner of Wa Island, a green jade tablet buried in the soil flickered faintly, and the figure of a woman in a green robe materialized out of thin air on the tablet.

She is also Qingning; she and the Qingning inside Wa Huang Cave were originally one entity.

However, their faces are like Wu Tie and his three corpse doppelgängers—though they are the same entity, their appearance and demeanor differ considerably.

She lightly twisted her slender waist, Qingning glanced at the surrounding lofty mountains and murmured: "It's about time for a result… the human race faces extinction; if a hero appears now capable of turning the tide, they will surely gain the support of countless human folk."

The best part is, there's also the Witch King Wu Tie as a backdrop…

"After exterminating the extraterrestrial demons, the human race will have two emperors standing side by side; the two emperors will lead the people in a great battle, and the victor will unite humanity."

"With this great war, many unreasonable, illogical traces from the war against the extraterrestrial demons can be easily erased."

"Humans, their potential is limitless, yet they also have countless flaws."

"Born in adversity, die in ease; as long as Yao'er gives them sufficient comfort after the war, who would still investigate those unreasonable matters from those chaotic war‑filled years?"

"Even if there are one or two clever people… clever people never live long. Hehe, as long as all the clever people die, who could still threaten Yao'er's imperial throne?"

She lightly clapped her hands, and Qingning's sleeve gave a light flick.

Starting from the green jade tablet beneath her feet, strands of extremely dim light appeared, too faint to be seen clearly unless one looked closely—especially now that the sky‑filling starlight is blindingly bright; these lights have become utterly dim, blending into the tide of starlight as a faint glow that rapidly spreads outward.

The fine, faint glow quickly enveloped the whole Wa Island.

The gloom infiltrated Wa Island's island‑protecting grand formation, its many forbidden zones and secret realms, its various palaces and halls, silently dismantling the island's entire defense.

The sky‑filling starlight blazed like surging flames, and the foreign Daos became extraordinarily wild and ferocious.

Above Wa Island, the concentration of foreign Daos is rapidly increasing, while Mu Dalu's own Heaven‑Earth Grand Dao's resonance is slowly waning.

From Qingning's sleeve flew countless strands of human soul‑energy, quickly filling the wilderness around her; the next moment, a huge teleportation array lit up beneath her feet, and then seven‑colored crystal divine light replaced the blazing starlight.

Xuanwu, Yanzun, Xupo, Youzu, and Chiwu—the avatars of the five great leaders of the gods, who observed the front outpost and expended nine‑tenths of their essence blood and divine power to create, appeared in the teleportation array.

Following them appeared an endless divine army.

Hundreds of divine beings poured forth—god‑king bloodlines, high‑ranking divine generals, countless low‑rank divine soldiers and servants, and so on.

Of course, even more numerous are the countless sacrifices offered to the gods over the years at the front outpost—these are all humans, who either coupled with divine spirits or intermarried and propagated offspring.

The descendants of these human sacrifices have already formed an indelible 'slave' mark deep in their souls and spirits.

They are slaves even more lowly than the gods' divine soldiers and servants; their numbers are vast, counting in the hundreds of millions.

They dwell at the front outpost; they suffer no divine tribulations, have no bottleneck worries, and their cultivation mostly lies above the seventh heaven of the Divine Realm, with countless half‑step venerables!

"Exterminate Wa Island." Qingning toyed with the murderous dagger, squinting and smiling: "Slaughter this bunch of old women; humanity is merely the gods' food, with no power to strike back."