Chapter 319: Pan Gu Bloodline! Stormy Convergence! The Great Battle Looms!

"I've waited so long, and finally you didn't disappoint me…"

Chu Yang clenched his fists, the sky‑full anomalies subsided, and a smile spread across his face.

Just now, Super God Chu Yang completed the sharing with everyone; after receiving the news, Battle Qi Chu Yang entered the Soul Palace at once.

After meeting Ruiz, Super God Chu Yang fused the two ultimate genes, simultaneously upgrading to the Fourth-Generation Divine Body to maximize the gains.

Sitting in the small courtyard, Chu Yang felt the surging power within his body, his spirit trembling.

His realm leapt to the Three-Star Battle Saint Peak, but that wasn't the main point.

After fusing the two ultimate genes, the greatest boost lay in his bloodline! Pan Gu Bloodline! The concepts of gene and bloodline have a certain interchangeability, or more precisely, they stem from differing worldviews that interpret the same thing differently.

In the Battle Qi World it is called a bloodline, while in the Super God World it is called a gene.

The Three Sovereign Bloodline gave Chu Yang a solid foundation with an extremely high starting point, causing the two ultimate genes not to dominate; instead, after fusion they were completely devoured by the Three Sovereign Bloodline.

That was a good thing, because many powers of the ultimate genes cannot be used in other worlds; they require entirely new algorithms tailored to each world.

But once the ultimate genes were swallowed by the Three Sovereign Bloodline, that problem vanished.

The Three Sovereign Bloodline also transformed in one stroke into the Pan Gu Bloodline! Though the Pan Gu Bloodline remains unawakened, it still grants Chu Yang tremendous benefits.

First, his cultivation speed increased again; second, his physical strength made a qualitative leap.

Before awakening, the Pan Gu Bloodline shows little advantage, but it effectively raises Chu Yang's ceiling further.

Compared with the latent boost of the Pan Gu Bloodline, the Fourth-Generation Divine Body markedly enhances Chu Yang's power.

Primordial Martial True Body!

The Fourth-Generation Divine Body and the Primordial Martial True Body underwent a chemical reaction, raising the strength of the Primordial Martial True Body by nearly double its original base.

Moreover, because Chu Yang maximized the gains of this full evolution, part of the ultimate gene's power was inherited by the Fourth-Generation Divine Body, granting the Primordial Martial True Body several brand‑new abilities.

For example… Dominate Heaven and Shape Earth! Also Reassembly and Aggregation, and the Half‑Illusion Body State! The Half‑Illusion Body State thrilled Chu Yang the most; it doesn't require becoming a half‑human, half‑ghost like Hua Ye, yet it can largely evade physical damage—a true divine skill.

While Chu Yang contemplated his evolved bloodline and Primordial Martial True Body, a golden light resembling drifting clouds streaked across the sky and landed on the back mountain of the Cloud Storm Sect.

Beside the stone table, Sun Wukong, clad in golden armor, suddenly materialized and, without hesitation, lifted the teapot and began drinking.

"Why did you suddenly return?" Chu Yang raised an eyebrow.

That Sun Wukong was, of course, a clone; at present his strength, bloodline foundation, and growth ceiling all fall far short of the original in the Super God World.

Nevertheless, his bloodline traits akin to the Battle War Saint Body, along with endless tactics and divine abilities, make clone Sun Wukong invincible at his tier in the Battle Qi World.

Sun Wukong suddenly widened his eyes, bared his teeth in a snarl, and said irritably, "Why is this a drink?"

Chu Yang smiled and replied, "It was tea before, but I wanted to celebrate some good news with wine, and you drank it all in one gulp."

Sun Wukong fell silent for a moment, then spoke earnestly, "I ran into a petty scoundrel, and from his mouth learned that the outsiders in the Northwest Region are gathering strength, preparing to attack my Cloud Storm Sect!"

Chu Yang squinted and asked, "When?"

"In three days!" Sun Wukong produced a peach, suppressed the alcohol scent in his mouth, spat the peach pit forcefully onto the ground, and said coldly,

"How about I, old Sun, head straight to the Jama Empire border, wait for them to arrive, and slay them to pieces!"

The cloning technology of the Soul Palace has a drawback: the clone amplifies a particular trait of the original infinitely.

In the Xianxia world, the first‑generation experimental subject amplified Sun Wukong's benevolence to the extreme, becoming a living true Buddha, constantly urging the disciples of Shu Mountain not to take life.

He even believed that every villain in the world has unspeakable hardships or tragic fates, and even toward them one should not arbitrarily give or take life.

Xianxia Chu Yang had been troubled by this for a long time, and Shu Mountain was thrown into unrest!

But the Sun Wukong clone in the Battle Qi World amplifies the killing intent without limit.

At present Sun Wukong is only at the Six-Star Battle Lord realm; although his combat power rivals the Battle Lord Peak, his cultivation continues to grow daily.

Yet his tone suggested a Battle Saint had arrived, and even your grandpa Sun would kill without hesitation! Chu Yang waved his hand and said, "No need for such trouble; let them come to the gate themselves, and we can sweep them all at once later."

He thought for a moment and asked, "Did that petty scoundrel you met bring anything back?"

Sun Wukong pursed his lips and said, "That guy was too clumsy; he's already dead under my old Sun's staff!"

Chu Yang was speechless; he had intended to see if he could trace who was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Now it seemed unrealistic to expect Sun Wukong to catch a live suspect.

After a moment's contemplation, Chu Yang ordered, "Fetch Xiao Xiao and Dan Tong, and have Yun Yun and Na Lan Yanran lead the Cloud Storm Sect disciples as the first line of defense."

"When they are unable to respond, you, Xiao Xiao, and Dan Tong will strike together."

Sun Wukong scratched his cheek and asked, "Why don't you just go all out and wipe those guys clean?"

In his view, there was no need for such hassle; Chu Yang could suppress them with a single force.

Chu Yang, too lazy to explain the long‑line‑to‑big‑fish strategy, waved his hand and said, "I have my own arrangements!"

Sun Wukong pursed his lips, said nothing more, and rose away.

Imperial Capital, Flame Alliance.

Xiao Ding looked at Xiao Yan, worried, and said, "Xiao Yan Zi, the Northwest Region is roiling with storms now; you must be careful when you head to the Black Horn Region!"

Xiao Yan waved his hand, "Don't worry, big brother! I'll be measured!"

Beside them, Xiao Li wore a concerned expression, "How's the poison in you?"

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, "The little healer has sealed it; that demonic poison spot contains pure Battle Qi. Once I fully refine it, my strength will ascend another level—turning misfortune into a blessing."

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and the three brothers all turned their heads.

"Green Barbarian Girl? Didn't you all return to the Heavenly Snake Empire?" Xiao Ding was surprised.

The Green Barbarian replied hastily, "I learned on the road that the outsiders and forces in the Northwest Region are rapidly gathering; their target is the Jama Empire!"

"Oh?" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow, chuckled lightly, "Seems they finally can't sit still!"

"Since that's the case, I'll stay a few more days to join the fun at the Cloud Storm Sect!"

Xiao Li worried, "Will this affect the Flame Alliance?"

Xiao Yan shook his head, "If they intend to use the Flame Alliance against the Cloud Storm Sect, they could already be covertly aiding the three great empires; why wait until now?"

"I suppose the mastermind behind this is trying to cut the tangled mess swiftly, keeping the impact to a minimum." "Our war just ended, and they strike at this critical moment; uninformed people can only think of the three great empires."

"I just don't know…"

At this point, Xiao Yan looked up toward the Yunlan Sect and murmured, "How will Chu Yang respond?"

Top forces from across the continent, even some strongmen from the Central Continent, constitute a force not to be underestimated.

In his view, although Chu Yang is a Battle Sovereign, facing such a formidable foe would still be hard to repel.

A Battle Sovereign might dominate the Northwest region, but to the top powers of the Central Continent, it still looks somewhat unimpressive.

In just three days, the entire Northwest seemed to undergo earth‑shattering changes; local forces all went into hiding, and some even sealed their mountain gates, forbidding disciples from leaving.

Only those stronger than a Battle King dare approach the Jama Empire's territory, watching from afar.

No one is a fool; the Yunlan Sect made such a big move, even unveiling the Heavenly Step Technique and Combat Techniques, after which strongmen and top forces gathered, plunging the Northwest into chaos.

Everyone knows the foreign forces and strongmen are heading for the Yunlan Sect.

Those who came to the Jama Empire to join the fray aren't looking to fish in the muddle for a share.

After all, no one wants to court death; such a level of clash is far beyond what local Northwest forces can intervene in.

They just want to see whether the Yunlan Sect, which rose overnight, continues its legend or collapses into a joke to be torn apart. Throughout the turmoil, Chu Yang's name is undoubtedly the focal point of the focus.

Having lain dormant for years, the sixteen‑year‑old Battle Sovereign startled everyone, truly the continent's champion.

Rumors swirl outside, all saying Chu Yang obtained some ancient providence, which is why he revealed so many high‑level techniques and Combat Techniques.

However, most people sneer at his approach, thinking the youngster is overreaching, lacking a sense of proportion.

Displaying such a grand display of priceless treasures, does he have the strength to safeguard this foundation, or is he cutting off his own future? Yet some disagree, like the Yan Alliance…

Whether Xiao Yan or the Yan Alliance's higher‑ups, they all think this matter is far from simple.

Since Chu Yang displayed his talent, he hasn't been as flamboyant as rumors suggested; instead, he acts steadily and thinks meticulously.

He single‑handedly revived the stalemate of the Jama Empire, resolved the feud between the Xiao family and the Yunlan Sect, and forged a mutually beneficial alliance between the two.

Such tactics don't belong to a naive youngster.

Yunlan Sect, summit plaza.

Today, not a single Yunlan Sect disciple, steward, or elder is absent; all have gathered at the summit plaza, forming a strict formation.

They know the Yunlan Sect will face a great calamity today, yet none will flee the battlefield.

These are the people Yun Yun handpicked, with clean backgrounds and excellent character.

Of course, they're not fools; they won't die in vain, but are wagering their lives in a bold gamble.

If they win, they will break the cocoon with the Yunlan Sect and become butterflies! If they lose, the worst outcome is simply dying together with the Yunlan Sect.

Moreover, if it truly becomes untenable, they can each flee when disaster strikes; at worst, they become fugitives.

The world of cultivators is like this: battling people and Heaven; anyone with a drop of bloodlust will choose to go against the current even for a sliver of chance.

The road is beneath the feet; whether it's a worm or a dragon, you only know after fighting.

In recruiting disciples, stewards, and elders, Yun Yun placed talent and strength second, putting temperament first.

Thus, among all belonging to the Yunlan Sect, no one chooses to flee; they all aim to seize that slim chance to change fate!

Today's sky is somewhat dim; a thin layer of clouds shrouds the air, dimming the scorching sun, giving the atmosphere a slightly oppressive feel.

On the high platform of the plaza, Yun Yun sits at the forefront, while Na Lan Yanran stands beside her.

The expressions of the two new and old sect heads are calm, as if not the slightest worry about the impending danger.

Waves of battle aura pressure surge from afar, rapidly closing in; the Yunlan Mountain Peak erupts with wind and clouds in an instant!

Soon after, crackling sounds of breaking the void ring out, dense silhouettes howl forward, roughly numbering in the thousands!

Moreover, most of these people bear battle aura wings; even the weakest are Battle Kings! Among them are those who tread the void, clearly Battle Patriarchs! The local Northwest strongmen hidden a few miles away watch this scene, their hearts silently trembling.

Thousands of Battle Kings! Over a thousand Battle Emperors! More than a hundred Battle Patriarchs!

There are even a few unfathomable beings, likely Battle Sovereigns! Such a lineup could sweep the entire Northwest, a scene unprecedented!

"Yunlan Sect is in peril!"

Someone offered a comment, shaking their head regretfully.

The Northwest has been chaotic for too long; if a force capable of bearing the cauldron emerges, it will surely drive the region's development.

Unfortunately, the Yunlan Sect's campaign faltered; they moved too hastily.

Similarly, some lament Chu Yang, sighing that the prodigious talent of the demon is about to fall.

Others noticed Chu Yang wasn't on the Yunlan Mountain Peak plaza, secretly speculating whether he had already fled the Jama Empire. No one despises him for this; rather, they deem it a wise move.

As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood!

With Chu Yang's talent, he will one day stand atop the continent, and then he can repay today's debts one by one!

At the Yunlan Mountain Summit, amid the dense formation of strongmen, an elderly figure stepped lightly into the air and cheerfully said downwards:

"Is this place the Yunlan Sect?"

Yun Yun replied, "Yes!"

"I have heard your sect uncovered many valuable relics in the ancient ruins; we have come for that reason, may we borrow a bit?" The elder's tone was flat, as if a superior issuing a ultimatum to a subordinate.

"Our sect has awaited you for a long time; now that you're here, no need for idle words…"

Yun Yun slowly rose, a sharp expression flashing on her delicate cheek, her icy voice resonating across the heavens.

"Either fight! Either roll away!"

The elder's expression darkened, his gaze fierce as he said, "Do not mislead yourself, lest the Heaven's pride of your sect perishes from a single thought."

Yun Yun's red lips curled in mockery, "Those words just now came from Chu Yang's mouth!"

"Oh?" the elder squinted, "Which one is little friend Chu Yang?"

Na Lan Yanran stepped forward, coldly shouting, "With you, you still lack the right to let my junior brother act!" (End of chapter)