Chapter 370

Looking at the shattered remains of the [Xu Yao Shang Zun] Ming He, the Primordial Qilin twitched his lips.

“Gather up the corpse fragments too.”

The Thirty-Six Divine Lords acted, collecting the pulverized Ming He.

Watching the decisive actions of Hong Jun and Gouchen Emperor, the Ink Jade Qilin excitedly addressed the Divine Lords: “This old Taoist forced us onto this pirate ship, but now it seems not so bad!”

“In just a few blinks, they’ve wiped out so many Taiwei divine beings.”

“If we keep fighting like this, we can just lie back and win!”

“This has potential!”

Yunlu Divine Lord beamed: “Looks like we won’t need to prepare our ancestral land’s nomadic plan.”

“At Hong Jun’s current pace, the Battle of Bu Zhou will end soon—we won’t just lie back and win, we might even ride this wave to unify Hong Huang under the Dao Alliance, punch the True Dragon, and kick the Phoenix!”

Hearing this, most of the Divine Lords smiled.

Who says the Dao Alliance is bad?

The Dao Alliance is excellent!

The thought of soon crushing two major rivals made them hum with satisfaction.

Only Shen Cang Mo Shen wore a worried expression; he whispered: “I thought our ancestral land should start wandering right away.”

“This battle between the Dao Alliance and Taiwei will end in mutual annihilation. Though Hong Jun now deploys a grand array and slaughters divine spirits like cutting grass, who can guarantee Taiwei has no hidden cards?”

“Taiwei Yuan won’t move—but when it does, it will strike with thunderous might. I don’t believe this Zhou Tian Star Array is their limit.”

“So right now, we should seize the moment while Taiwei hasn’t gone all out—evacuate our ancestral land immediately. Delay, and disaster follows.”

As the Mo Shen who governs the Dao of “Concealment,” direct confrontation has never been his concern.

How to hide himself properly is his first priority.

No matter how optimistic the current situation, Shen Cang Mo Shen believed he must first secure his position and find an escape route.

What if Hong Jun’s ship capsizes?

The Primordial Qilin listened and nodded deeply: “Friend, your words are wise!”

With the clan chief in agreement, the Divine Lords had no reason to oppose.

Thus, while Hong Jun pressed forward against Taiwei Yuan, a Primordial Ancestor, a Divine Emperor, and the Thirty-Six Divine Lords of the Qilin Clan secretly banished their ancestral land, Qilin Sacred Cliff, into the void.

The Qiankun Immortal noticed this and helped conceal the traces.

At that moment, Hong Jun suddenly sensed something and spoke: “I ask all friends to assist in purifying all negative energies from the battlefield.”

“Purify negative energies?”

The Qilin Clan’s Divine Lords exchanged glances—did you drag us onto this ship just for this?

It’s beneath you.

You could’ve captured two Phoenixes instead!

Though they grumbled, their actions were swift.

“Qilin treads on auspicious clouds; a hundred worldly troubles vanish!” The Ink Jade Qilin strode through heaven, rolling auspicious clouds filling the Zhou Tian, luminous purifying light flooding the void, erasing calamity qi, malevolent qi, resentment qi, killing qi, and other energies.

“Build a system!” Tongyou Divine Lord (Houtu), head of the Qilin Clan’s Destiny Child project, casually fabricated a system with such functions—effortless.

Before her appeared a glowing screen, detecting parameters of all negative energies on the battlefield and automatically calculating optimal purification nodes.

“System, allocate points!”

“System, allocate points!”

Seeing this, each Divine Lord crafted their own familiar system and began purifying heaven and earth.

Ink Jade Qilin: You make me look stupid.

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“Taiwei is now at a disadvantage—should we defect to Hong Jun?”

“Defect to Hong Jun? I’d rather lie down in the Creation Era and wait for Pan Gu to chop me.”

“That’s not fair—he’s already made it ashore, has experience, and might even win this time!”

In the surreal space, Mo Shen leaders began gathering.

They used various means to observe the Bu Zhou battlefield.

“Lun Hui, where are you going?” A Mo Shen noticed Lun Hui Mo Shen’s movement.

Lun Hui Mo Shen didn’t turn back: “Of course, to keep an appointment.”

“An appointment!”

The Energy Mo Shen walked with him.

“Let’s go!”

Several other Mo Shen departed without hesitation.

“Sssss~” Watching Lun Hui Mo Shen’s retreating figures, the Mo Shen leaders exchanged glances.

“He really intends to honor the agreement? I thought he was just talking.”

“Taiwei’s nearly finished—after going out there, it might all be for nothing.”

“Ah, you don’t understand.”

The Contract Mo Shen shook his head: “Lun Hui seeks the You Ming Underworld. Whether Taiwei Yuan wins or loses, he will use this great war to attack the Underworld.”

“Because this may be his final chance.”

“Miss it, and you won’t know when another will come.”

The Mo Shen nodded in understanding.

They all knew Lun Hui Mo Shen had grand designs—controlling You Ming was a crucial step.

Right now, the entire Hong Huang Zhen Jie’s focus and top combatants are at Bu Zhou—neither side can spare attention for the You Ming World. Perfect timing.

Moreover, acting now grants moral superiority.

They are Taiwei Yuan’s allies; when allies are in trouble, Mo Shen answering the call is perfectly reasonable.

“Should we follow them?” The Mo Shen leaders’ eyes gleamed.

Forget the agreement for now.

If we can seize the You Ming World and stand equal to the Yang World, why not?

If Taiwei wins, best of all.

Then, united, we’ll dominate Hong Huang.

If they lose, we still don’t lose.

Hong Jun may unify heavenly authority, but he won’t gain earthly authority—he can’t touch us for now.

“Not yet. Let’s wait and watch.”

“Actually, we could contact Hong Jun and sell out Lun Hui and the others.”

“Hehe, wouldn’t that be too cruel?”

“We only agreed with Taiwei not to betray each other—we never promised not to betray Lun Hui!”

“Hmm, well…”

On Hong Huang’s eastern lands.

At the peak of Mount Tai, a brilliant Lun Hui light erupted, startling the [Tai Shan Wang] Taiyi Zhenren.

“Who dares come?”

Taiyi raised the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, surrounded by nine-colored divine light, a hundred billion auspicious radiance illuminating all heavens, manifesting a majestic purple-gold divine form.

He looked up—and saw a terrifying figure emerge from the light.

“I am the Eastern Peak Mount Tai, Tian Qi Ren Sheng Great Emperor!” Lun Hui Mo Shen appeared, his appearance extraordinary: five willow-like long beard flowing behind, phoenix eyes, caterpillar brows, clad in golden armor.

Behind him floated six divine lights, forming rotating wheels, radiating an ancient, desolate, cold aura brimming with endless change.

Seeing the dire situation, Taiyi hurled the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover and vanished.

Flames erupted within the cover, fierce fire roaring, nine fire dragons coiling, soaring and diving, spewing flames—triple pure fire instantly engulfed Lun Hui Mo Shen.

“Insects!”

A mere trickle of Lun Hui Mo Shen’s aura rendered the flames harmless—the nine fire dragons exploded instantly.

Crack crack crack~~

The Divine Fire Cover automatically recorded the moment, capturing Lun Hui Mo Shen’s majestic form and Taiyi’s panicked flight.

“Interesting!” Lun Hui Mo Shen reached out, grasping the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, a smile curling on his lips.

Good shot.

On Hong Huang’s southern lands, Mount Heng.

“I am the Southern Peak Mount Heng, Si Tian Zhao Sheng Great Emperor!”

A divine emperor form appeared, clad in crimson robes, crowned with nine ruby sun essences, bearing the Nightlight Heavenly Truth Seal, riding a red dragon.

“I am the Western Peak Mount Hua, Jin Tian Yuan Sheng Great Emperor!”

On western Mount Hua, another divine emperor form appeared, clad in white robes, wearing the Tai Xuan Nine Flow Crown, bearing the Open Heaven Universal Truth Seal, riding a white dragon.

“I am the Northern Peak Mount Heng, An Tian Xuan Sheng Great Emperor!”

On northern Mount Heng, the fourth divine emperor form appeared, clad in Yuan Liu robes, wearing the Tai Zhen Ming Ming Crown, bearing the Long Jin Wu Zhen Seal, riding a black dragon.

“I am the Central Peak Mount Song, Zhong Tian Chong Sheng Great Emperor!”

The fifth emperor was the Energy Conservation Mo Shen, clad in yellow silk robes, crowned with yellow jade, bearing the Divine Ancestral Yang He Seal, riding a yellow dragon.

Five Mo Shen descended, manifesting as the Five Sacred Peaks Great Emperors together.

“Attack the Underworld!”

The Cycle Demon God has a clear objective. Should we go to help the Heavenly Emperor resolve his crisis?

The Heavenly Emperor is blessed by heaven; he won’t die anytime soon.

Our priority is to seize the Underworld first!

“This isn’t betrayal!” The five Demon Gods turned to glance at the Bu Zhou battlefield, then stepped forward and headed toward the Blood Sea.

The Blood Sea immediately churned into towering waves.

“You want to attack the Underworld? Not a chance!”

Shen Shu and Yu Lei saw the five Demon Gods charging forward and immediately sealed the Ghost Gate.

Then, the majestic Ghost Gate shrank and flew up to the northeast branch of the Divine Peach Tree.

“Let’s go!”

Shen Shu lifted the Ghost Gate, Yu Lei lifted the Divine Peach Tree, and they sprinted straight back to the Underworld.

There wasn’t even a real gate!

This left the five Demon Gods utterly stunned.

Is the Underworld’s gate this flexible?

“If the Underworld has no gate, I’ll force my way in!”

The Cycle Demon God spoke. Amidst dim twilight, a massive six-sided disc rose into the sky, obscuring the heavens and aligning with the laws of the Underworld.

“Open!”

In the void, a passage opened.

The five Chaos Demon Gods descended into the Underworld!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

The Wang Chuan River surged violently; the nine Ghost Cities shook fiercely.

“Boom!”

The Ten Yans appeared together, each holding a Jade Seal, stabilizing the Underworld’s laws.

“Oh my heavens, big ones have arrived!”

On the Naihe Bridge, Wang Chuan held the Huang Quan Sword, his handsome face filled with excitement.

He slashed out a brilliant, chilling blade light.

That blade light was truly terrifying—brilliant as stars, piercing past and future, merging into a radiant Milky Way.

The “ripples” of the Milky Way shimmered with an eerie illusion, like a quietly flowing river of time.

“Sister Meng!”

Wang Chuan called out.

“Coming, coming!”

Laws cascaded like waterfalls; dreams wove like silk.

A supremely beautiful goddess stepped forth from the three thousand worlds.

Meng Wu You waved her hand, and the Three Lives Stone appeared in her grasp.

BOOM~~

Her sleeves fluttered, and voids shimmered with flowing clouds.

Past and present intertwined; this life and the next merged.

The slowly flowing river of time suddenly surged into ten-thousand-zhang waves, culminating in a roaring sound that surged across countless eons and spaces!

“My fellow cultivators, please!”

Meng Wu You’s voice echoed through time and space.

The five Demon Gods involuntarily turned their heads and saw a staggering aura reversing through time, emerging from the downstream of the river of time opened by the Three Lives Stone.

“Who are you?”

The Cycle Demon God asked in a deep voice.

“We are the Five Ghost Emperors of the Underworld!”

A clear voice rang out. Five Great Emperors, bathed in cosmic light, ascended through time.

Their figures were majestic, standing shoulder to shoulder, clad in black robes embroidered with patterns, wearing Heng Tian crowns, each holding a Jade Seal and gripping their Emperor Swords, their faces obscured.

The Eastern Sea’s Gui Xu.

At the moment the Five Ghost Emperors appeared, the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou smiled: “Looks like we won’t need to help for now.”

He turned toward the Bu Zhou direction. “Hong Jun really has some tricks.”

"The Nine Curves Yellow River Formation? Let’s see whether your Yellow River Formation is stronger—or my Zhuxian Great Array!"

“Array, rise!”

Luo Hou spoke, and the four directions responded.

Above Gui Xu in the Eastern Sea, a grand Sword Gate rose, its light illuminating past and future with the radiance of the Zhuxian Sword.

“Array, rise!”

In the Southern Sea’s Gui Xu, another Sword Gate rose.

【Flaming Star Supreme】Yuan Huang held the Xian Sword, crimson light flaring everywhere.

In the Western Sea’s Gui Xu, 【White Emperor Supreme】Zhun Ti held the Lu Sword, black mist swirling.

In the Northern Sea’s Gui Xu, 【Morning Star Supreme】Zu Long held the Jue Sword, pale white light dimming.

Four colossal pillars of light erupted from the four seas’ Gui Xu, flooding the Hong Huang with murderous qi; all beings trembled in terror.

In ancient times, when the Tai Wei gods discussed how to deal with Hong Jun, one plan was proposed: lure Hong Jun into Gui Xu and suppress him with Gui Xu’s power.

Unfortunately, plans changed faster than expected; Tai Wei never found the right opportunity.

Following the principle “I won’t go to the mountain—the mountain will come to me,” Xiang Xuanqing and the gods conspired to draw Gui Xu’s power toward Hong Jun!

Thus, they used the four seas’ Gui Xu as nodes, the entire Hong Huang as the array platform, the Bu Zhou battlefield as the core, and the murderous qi of the great calamity as the trigger, forming this unprecedented and unparalleled Zhuxian Great Array!

“Thus, the array is complete!”

Above the Zhou Tian, Xiang Xuanqing handed control of the Zhou Tian Star Map to Zhen Yuanzi.

Then he stepped forward, and beneath his feet appeared another diagram!

This diagram was saturated with murderous qi, piercing through past and present—it was the Zhuxian Array Diagram.

Xiang Xuanqing raised his hand, and the World-Ending Mill appeared in his grasp, then transformed into a World-Ending Sword.

“Hong Jun, I’m breaking your Nine Curves Yellow River Formation!”

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

The World-Ending Sword descended from heaven, striking with perfect precision at the core of the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation.

“Puff!”

Shi Qilin, Shen Cang Demon God, and the Thirty-Six Divine Lords all spat blood.

Xiang Xuanqing walked calmly into the formation; the Zhuxian Array Diagram descended directly upon him.

“BOOM!!”

The Zhuxian Sword Array, encompassing the entire Hong Huang land, formed and pressed down, violently shaking the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation.

“Fall!”

Xiang Xuanqing raised his hand; swords emerged from the four seas, raining down like murderous intent.

"Oh my Pan Gu Great God!" The Daoist of Inversion was struck by the Zhuxian Sword and collapsed backward.

"Hong Jun, weren’t you saying Zhuxian was useless?" Qian Kun Immortal gasped in horror, extending the Qian Kun Ding’s defense to its utmost limit.

“Go!”

Xiang Xuanqing looked, and unleashed a World-Ending Sword strike.

DONG!!

Qian Kun Immortal, with his Ding, was blasted away.

“Go!”

Xiang Xuanqing struck again; Yin Yang Immortal frantically unfurled the Taiji Diagram.

The Taiji Golden Bridge appeared for an instant before being severed; Yin Yang Daoist fell from the void, his forehead pierced through.

“Go!”

“Go!”

“Go!”

Xiang Xuanqing struck repeatedly; Yang Mei, Yao Chi, Hong Yun, Kun Peng, Tai Yi, Zhen Wu, Jie Yin, Hou Tu—all were struck by swords.

“Sssch!”

One sword struck Hong Jun.

Hong Jun blocked it with the Creation Jade Disc; his right sleeve was slashed open, blood gushing forth and dripping to the ground.

Gou Chen Great Emperor was startled.

“Not yet—there’s still you!”

Xiang Xuanqing appeared before Hong Jun, slashed through six hundred celestial soldiers, and took Gou Chen away.

The Nine Curves Yellow River Formation—broken!

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