Chapter 194

The Continent of Tianxuan was engulfed in war, with smoke and fire spreading everywhere.

Ancient races, led by forces such as the Azure Heaven Sacred Mountain, Demon Spirit Sacred Mountain, and Southern Fall Sacred Mountain, emerged from the Central Forbidden Zone and slaughtered across the land.

Even the supreme human sect, the Eastern Heaven Dao Sect, was wiped out in a single night.

For a time, all humanity on the Continent of Tianxuan felt a deep dread.

They felt like fish on a chopping block.

The truth was exactly that—wherever the Ancient Sacred Mountains passed, not a blade of grass remained.

All human men were executed; all women were reduced to slaves.

This caused many human cultivators to urgently seek a protector.

The Nalan Clan was undoubtedly the most reliable power among them.

After all, the Nalan Clan was connected to the divine heir of the Immortal Realm's ancient noble house.

No matter how arrogant the Ancient Sacred Mountains were, wouldn't they still fear the descendants of the Immortal Realm's ancient houses?

Just as many humans were imagining this scenario.

The situation turned out to be far beyond their expectations.

The forces of Azure Heaven Sacred Mountain, Demon Spirit Sacred Mountain, Southern Fall Sacred Mountain, and others were all, without warning, marching toward the Nalan Clan's territory.

And it was clear they showed not the slightest trace of caution.

This sent shockwaves of panic through countless human cultivators.

Did the Ancient Sacred Mountains no longer fear the heirs of the Immortal Realm's immortal powers?

At this moment, many human factions had already gathered at the Ancient Spirit Mountain where the Nalan Clan resided.

Upon learning this news, the Nalan Clan also grew grim.

The scenario they most feared had finally come to pass.

"It seems the Ancient Sacred Mountains are coming for the Nalan Clan—targeting us is the hardest nail to drive in."

In the main hall of the Nalan Clan, Nalan Zhan sighed deeply.

Currently, the Nalan Clan was indeed the most illustrious family on the Continent of Tianxuan.

Even the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground in the lower realm looked to the Nalan Clan as its leader.

Yet even with the Nalan Clan, the Purple Mansion Sacred Ground, and the many human factions that had gathered here today,

even if bound together, resisting the Ancient Sacred Mountains would be an extremely difficult task.

Each lineage of the Ancient Sacred Mountains was immensely powerful, with several Saint-level elders in residence.

Combined, the number of Saints across all the Ancient Sacred Mountains would surely reach double digits.

Meanwhile, the human factions had yet to surpass ten Saints in total.

Among these, the greatest reason was that the Ancient Sacred Mountains' attack came with shocking suddenness.

Some human Saints and pseudo-Saints were ambushed and slaughtered without warning, dying in bitter regret.

Thus, if this great war broke out, it would be extremely unfavorable for the Nalan Clan's side.

As the situation on the Continent of Tianxuan grew dire, the Star Continent gradually stabilized.

After the turmoil of the Dark Domain had passed, the entire Star Continent fell completely silent.

Jun Xiaoyao had handed over all the resources looted from the Star Palace's treasure vaults to the Profound Heaven Sect.

This further strengthened the Profound Heaven Sect's foundation and power.

However, the leader of the Profound Heaven Sect informed Jun Xiaoyao of a piece of news.

Word had come from the Qianlong Continent, the Great Yin Empire: the Sin Clan had risen in rebellion, and chaos had erupted.

Fortunately, the Great Yin Empire's foundation was the strongest among the five vassal factions.

Thus, for now, no major crisis would arise.

But if delays continued, what unexpected changes might occur? No one could say.

"Understood. After I resolve a few minor matters on the Continent of Tianxuan, I will head to the Qianlong Continent," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The "minor matters" he referred to were naturally harvesting Lin Feng, this Jiucai.

After matters on the Star Continent were fully settled,

Jun Xiaoyao, accompanied by the Nine-Headed Lion, Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong, and the three Eastern Heaven Ancestors, headed toward the interdimensional teleportation array.

Through the interdimensional teleportation array, Jun Xiaoyao and the others returned once more to the Continent of Tianxuan.

They stepped ashore from the Endless Sea.

The moment Jun Xiaoyao set foot on the continent, a flicker of dark light passed through his eyes.

"Something's wrong," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

"Master, what is it?" Su Ziqiong asked beside him.

"There's the scent of smoke in the wind," Jun Xiaoyao said.

As they passed through cities and sect strongholds, they found them all reduced to ruins.

"What on earth happened? What's going on?" Dongxuan Ancestor and the others were baffled.

Especially Dongxuan Ancestor—Tianxuan Continent was his homeland.

Seeing his homeland turned to this state filled him with rage.

Soon, Yi Yu found a surviving cultivator.

The cultivator, upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao and the others, froze in shock, stammering: "I… Is it… the Jun Clan's divine heir?"

"Yes. What exactly happened?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao confirm his identity, the cultivator burst into tears of joy and wailed loudly.

"They're dead! My senior brothers and sisters, my master—they're all dead!" the cultivator cried.

"Tell me everything clearly," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The cultivator then recounted all the chaos that had swept across the Continent of Tianxuan in recent times.

"So it's the Central Forbidden Zone, the Ancient Sacred Mountains," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

"Damn it! Those Ancient beings from the Central Forbidden Zone are too outrageous!" Dongxuan Ancestor's face turned crimson with rage.

Especially upon hearing of the destruction of the Eastern Heaven Dao Sect, Dongxuan Ancestor clenched his teeth until they cracked, wishing to obliterate the Ancient beings on the spot.

"Head to the Nalan Clan," Jun Xiaoyao said, his expression calm, utterly unruffled.

To Jun Xiaoyao, the slaughter and war among these lower-realm beings was like two ant colonies fighting.

Yet no matter what, Jun Xiaoyao was still human.

Moreover, the Eastern Heaven Dao Sect had destroyed the Lin Clan only because he had ordered it.

So Jun Xiaoyao could not simply ignore this.

"Lin Feng has allied himself with the Ancient beings? He's got some luck—but unfortunately…" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly.

Even if the Ancient royal bloodlines came, they could not save Lin Feng.

Jun Xiaoyao and the others hastened toward the Nalan Clan.

At this moment, the Nalan Clan had entered full combat readiness.

In the distance, thick clouds of smoke rose endlessly.

The earth trembled, shaking like a drumhead.

"T-They're coming!"

Within the Ancient Spirit Mountain, human cultivators cried out.

From the distant horizon, a dark tide surged forward.

Closer inspection revealed wave after wave of Ancient beings.

And this was not merely one lineage.

Azure Heaven Sacred Mountain, Demon Spirit Sacred Mountain, Southern Fall Sacred Mountain, Li Huo Sacred Mountain…

Lineage after lineage of Ancient Sacred Mountains converged into a cataclysmic army, crushing all opposition.

Nalan Zhan, the leader of the Eastern Heaven Sect, and other human leaders appeared.

Several human Saints also emerged one after another.

Yet their numbers were few, and every one of them wore faces heavy with dread.

Nalan Ruoxi also appeared, her delicate face showing no fear, only resolve.

She did not want Jun Xiaoyao to look down on her, to think her a cowardly woman.