Chapter 903

Zhu Ganglie, Golden-Eye Demon Venerable, Dragon Vein Crocodile Venerable, together with Netherworld Peng Venerable and Ten Thousand Poisons Jiang Venerable, the Five Great Demon Venerables guarded the western border of Flame Prefecture.

The Six Desires Demon Venerable rushed to the eastern border of the Flame Dynasty, and with the cooperation of the eastern border army, he stubbornly blocked the invasion army of the Eastern Demon Country.

The Sarira Bone Venerable and the Three Yellow Spring Venerables, meanwhile, were coordinated by the Five Elements Daoist, facing off against the Ghost Country's great army at the southern border.

The Five Elements Daoist released the Primordial Golden Crow that he had subdued on Blazing Yang Divine Mountain and later incarnated into a fleshly body; the True Solar Fire is the bane of all ghosts and evil entities, and the deterrent power of a single Primordial Golden Crow is far greater than that of a ghost venerable.

Thus, facing the six Ghost Venerables of the Ghost Country joining forces to advance, the Flame Dynasty's southern border barely stabilized the situation.

Wu Tie, bringing Old Iron, Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tie, commands hundreds of thousands of Wu tribe elites, blocking the southward advance of the Northern Strange Country at the northern border.

The Northern Strange Country, filled with evil entities.

Those Strange Venerables, you simply cannot fathom their true forms, and their attacks are also myriad and bizarre.

Fortunately, the Wu tribe's wu curses and various secret arts are also extremely strange; both sides are evenly matched, resulting in an indecisive stalemate. Especially, Wu Tie carries two supreme treasures: the Grand Dao Smelting Furnace and the Qianyuan Divine Bell, and he also found time to gravely wound two attacking Strange Venerables.

Wu Tie, that's all he could do.

Barely holding off the demons, monsters, and ghosts from all directions, preventing them from freely slaughtering in the heartland of the Flame Dynasty, this is already Wu Tie's limit.

He has already, exerted effort to the utmost.

However, the pressure remains great; except for the southern Ghost Country direction, thanks to that Primordial Golden Crow, the situation can still be temporarily stabilized. Except for the eastern Demon Country side, the Six Desires Demon Venerable holds the fort, and the number of demon venerables matches that of the Demon Country.

Western Monster Country, the Five Great Monster Venerables countering Old Lump and Old Saw are all very difficult.

Northern Strange Country, the harassing force is growing ever stronger; Wu Tie and the other high-ranking officials are temporarily unconcerned, but the Wu tribe's youths and the Flame Dynasty's northern border troops also suffer many casualties.

What further leaves Wu Tie helpless is that throughout the Flame Dynasty it feels like walking on a blade's edge, at any moment the whole thing could collapse, and the Nine Kings' rebellion is becoming ever more intense, these fellows actually shouted the slogan 'Repel external threats only after securing internal peace'.

Shunping Wang furthermore issued a proclamation to the world, summoning the demons, monsters, and ghosts of all four directions to launch a full-scale invasion; this is the evil result brought by the Flame Dynasty's tyrannical ruler.

Therefore, the Nine Kings rose up, purged the wicked courtiers, rectified the court's discipline, executed the tyrant, and brought peace to the realm.

The other eight kings likewise responded in kind; proclamations flew everywhere in chaos, further causing the common folk throughout the realm to be panic-stricken and unable to find peace all day, many commoners even set up shrines at home, praying day and night for the Nine Kings to quickly decide a victor and for a holy ruler to soon arise who can end the chaotic age.

If a powerful one with an opened heavenly eye were to stand above the Flame Dynasty's continent and look down, one could see killing intent shooting to the heavens and evil qi rolling; in that vast killing intent, evil qi, and bloody qi, there likewise exists an immense belief power like a dragon spanning the sky.

North, border of the Strange Country.

Wu Tie gently plucked from his own nose tip a suddenly grown black mandala flower.

The mandala flower's petals rapidly unfurled, a thumb-sized scarlet little person crawled out from the stamen, holding a dizi in his hands, dancing wildly as he began to play a tune.

Wu Tie pointed a finger, a bolt of lightning exploded, and the thumb-sized scarlet little person let out a wail, instantly exploding into a cluster of mingled blood qi that drifted away.

"The situation is dire… you, quickly think of a way." Wu Tie looked at the mist standing beside him: "All of this, don't say it wasn't you who caused it."

Mist spread his hands, helplessly looking at Wu Tie: "I admit, there are traces of my Wisdom God Tribe fanning the flames…… but this is fundamentally because of your humans' own greed."

"For example, the Nine Kings……"

Wu Tie, without hesitation, activated the wu curse within Mist's body.

Poison gas rapidly spread, hundreds of terrifying wu curses erupted simultaneously, and Mist instantly turned from a handsome pale face into a multicolored big flower face.

Mist let out a cry of pain, he bent over, violently coughing and gasping: "Wait, wait, the only way to break the situation now is strength…… if, if Your Majesty the Martial King, and also your close aides, could summon enough venerable-level beings, then that would be sufficient to quell the chaos."

Wu Tie smiled faintly as he looked at Mist, offhandedly crushing the black mandala flower that had sprouted on his shoulder into powder.

"Truly a perfect solution…… then, could you tell me how to break through to become a venerable?"

"How can one condense the Grand Dao Seal?"

"I have tried, but this world is indeed suppressing and sealing me; I have reached my limit yet cannot break through. What is the reason for this?"

The severe poison and curse within Mist's body subsided, he with difficulty straightened his waist, and earnestly looked at Wu Tie.

"I have said before, this Mu Dalu is your humans' prison, and the hunting ground of our gods."

"A hunting ground must be safe; we must ensure that no powerful being threatening our gods will arise among your humans. Therefore, we used the Dao laws of the Divine Realm, taking advantage of when the Mu Dalu's self-consciousness, the 'Mu Consciousness,' was at its weakest, to infect the continent's heavenly Dao."

"A great net woven from the Dao laws of the Divine Realm envelops the entire Mu Dalu, penetrating deep into its interior."

"Humans cannot attain venerable status; this is the curse placed upon all humans of the Mu Dalu by our predecessors."

Wu Tie solemnly looked at Mist: "But to be precise, those old monster venerables of the demons, monsters, and ghosts have bloodlines likewise of the Pangu descendants; they likewise should not……"

Mist spread both hands, looking at Wu Tie, he said in a deep voice: "They have offered sufficient sacrifices; the sacrifices are the passport."

"With sufficient sacrifices, plus a set of sacrificial rites designed by our ancestors, matched with a specific altar, it is enough to, in a short time, on this intangible heavenly Dao net, break open an independent breakthrough channel."

Mist shook his head and said: "Besides this method, there is absolutely no possibility to break through. Unless you are strong enough to contend against a heavenly Dao seal even stronger than the Mu Dalu's self-consciousness…… but how could that be possible?"

Wu Tie looked at Mist: "The number of sacrifices?"

Mist said in a deep voice: "Those of the same cultivation level as oneself, one thousand cultivators; this number…… should not be too excessive…… Of course, if using sacrifices weaker than oneself……"

Mist pondered, calculating with his fingers for a moment: "If using sacrifices of the tenth heaven of the Divine Realm, perfected, one thousand, success can be assured. If using ordinary Divine Realm sacrifices, roughly one hundred thousand would be needed."

Spreading his hands, Mist said calmly: "If the sacrifices are of the Embryo Storage realm, roughly…… one hundred million people could also ensure promotion."

Wu Tie looked at Mist: "If they are ordinary commoners?"

Mist said in a deep voice: "The Flame Dynasty has no ordinary commoners; they all possess at least some perception of the mystery realm cultivation. Such sacrifices, around tens of billions, can ensure one person's promotion."

Mist chuckled softly and said in a low voice: "Our ancestors believed that if a person could slaughter tens of billions to achieve himself…… then he would not be a descendant of Pangu, but rather our loyal lackey."

Wu Tie remained silent.

Several winged-men scouts rushed in and knelt heavily on the ground.

News came from within the Flame Dynasty that the Nine Kings began massacring cities——they campaigned in all four directions, and any city daring to resist was utterly slaughtered.

Mist said softly: "It seems that beside them, there also exist avatars of my brothers."