Chapter 193: Twelve Quasi-Saint Avatars Arrive

Lu Yun saw this, merely smiled and waved his hand, saying, "The three Human Ancestors need not be so formal. Since I am a member of the Human Race, it is only natural that I contribute my share to the Human Race."

Suirenshi and the others were all deeply moved upon hearing this.

They knew that although Lu Yun was only a member of the Human Race, the contributions he had made far exceeded those of them, the so-called Human Ancestors.

It could be said that without Lu Yun, the Human Race would not have the rise it enjoyed today.

Yet, after Lu Yun finished doing all this, he actually appeared as if he were about to leave.

Suirenshi hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Sage Master Lu Yun, please stay for a moment. No matter what, you must let us properly host you today!"

Youchao-shi and Zhiyishi also chimed in one after another, looking at Lu Yun with full anticipation.

Facing such gazes, Lu Yun found it difficult to refuse, so he nodded and said, "Very well, then I shall not decline your kindness!"

Suirenshi and the others were all overjoyed.

Immediately, they led him toward the largest city in the vicinity, which was also the original location of the Human Ancestral Land—Shouyang City!

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the disciples of the Three Teachings: Duobao, Guangchengzi, and Xuandu.

For a moment, they all became somewhat troubled.

Especially the disciples of the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect.

After all, Shouyang City had been built by their joint efforts, yet Lu Yun was in a competitive relationship with them. Watching Lu Yun being enthusiastically brought into Shouyang City by the Human Race to be hosted, they were somewhat uncomfortable.

On the side of the Jie Sect, Chang'er Dingguang Xian felt very uneasy in his heart and could not help but look at Duobao Daoren.

He asked, "Senior Brother, are we just going to watch him accept the hospitality of the Human Race in the city we built?"

Duobao glanced at him and retorted, "What else?"

Chang'er Dingguang Xian opened his mouth, very much wanting to say something, but he could not utter a word.

After all, not to mention that Lu Yun now possessed twelve Quasi-Saint avatars, even if it were just Lu Yun himself, he was a powerful Quasi-Saint; even if they all joined forces, they could do nothing to him! If they angered him, it might be they who ended up unlucky!

The other Jie Sect disciples had also realized this point, which was why they were all silent at this moment.

On the side of the Chan Sect, Guangchengzi and the others also wore troubled expressions.

Like the Jie Sect disciples, they felt wary of Lu Yun's prestige and influence among the Human Race.

Guangchengzi looked at Randeng and could not help but say, "Uncle-Master, might this be an opportunity?"

Randeng cast a glance at Guangchengzi.

He naturally understood Guangchengzi's intentions; it was nothing more than wanting to incite him to take action against Lu Yun while Lu Yun's avatars were currently away! Randeng would naturally not do such a foolish thing.

Even if Lu Yun were all by himself, he might not be able to defeat him, let alone those bizarre avatars of Lu Yun's, which seemed capable of being summoned to his side at any moment!

Furthermore, as far as he knew, Nuwa had seemingly gifted the Mountain and River Map of Social Welfare to Lu Yun previously, so he might be able to take action to help Lu Yun at any time!

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that if he were to rashly provoke Lu Yun, he would definitely be very unlucky!

Of course, he certainly would not say such things that would boost the opponent's morale and dampen his own.

Therefore, Randeng just said slowly, "Let us wait and see if there are any instructions from the Sect Leader!"

These words provided a way out for everyone, and they all nodded in agreement.

As for the Ren Sect, there was only one disciple, Xuandu, and he had always held Lu Yun in high esteem.

At this moment, before Laozi had spoken, he naturally would not do anything to oppose Lu Yun.

He simply calmed his emotions quickly and continued his preaching.

Kunlun Mountain, inside Taiqing Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun's expression was somewhat gloomy. Through the void, his gaze was fixed tightly on the direction of Shouyang City, the very place where Lu Yun was being enthusiastically hosted by Suirenshi and the others.

"This Lu Yun is truly becoming more and more excessive! By entering Shouyang City so openly, is he deliberately provoking us, the Three Pure Ones?" Yuanshi Tianzun said coldly, his tone revealing a trace of dissatisfaction.

Tongtian Jiaozhu, upon hearing this, smiled faintly, shook his head, and said, "Second Brother, your words are a bit petty. The cities Lu Yun opened up do not restrict us from entering, and it was the Human Race that invited him into Shouyang City. How could we, the Three Pure Ones, be angered by such a trivial matter?"

"Hmph, you speak lightly! Look, now the Human Race has honored him as their Sage Master! If this continues, won't Eldest Brother's influence among the Human Race be completely suppressed by him?" The more Yuanshi Tianzun spoke, the angrier he became, clearly having accumulated quite a bit of resentment toward Lu Yun.

Tongtian Jiaozhu's brows furrowed slightly upon hearing this.

He admitted that he found Yuanshi's constant targeting of Lu Yun distasteful. However, this did not mean he was willing to see Lu Yun overshadow Laozi.

However, compared to Yuanshi Tianzun's anger, Tongtian Jiaozhu felt more of a sense of helplessness.

Because he always felt that with Lu Yun's current strength and influence, it would be even harder for them, the Three Pure Ones, to suppress him than it was before.

Just then, Laozi, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Enough, both of you stop talking. Right now, what we should be paying more attention to is the battle situation at the Heavenly Court."

As he spoke, Laozi tapped his finger lightly, and the image in the void changed instantly, revealing the scene of the fierce battle between the Witches and Demons in the Heavenly Court.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were both stunned upon hearing this, and then they both turned their attention to the Heavenly Court battlefield.

They had naturally noticed just now that Lu Yun had sent his avatars to the Heavenly Court. The Three Pure Ones all felt that with Lu Yun's interference, it would likely not be so easy for Di Jun and the others to take back the Heavenly Court this time!

At the same time, the battle on the Heavenly Court battlefield was becoming increasingly intense.

Both the Witches and Demons were blinded by bloodlust, with all sorts of Supernatural Powers and techniques emerging one after another, fighting until the heavens collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and moon lost their light.

The great war between the Witches and Demons had entered a white-hot stage. The Demon Race, under the leadership of Di Jun and Taiyi, not only activated the immensely powerful Zhou Tian Star Formation but also utilized the Hunyuan Heluo Array.

These two Great Arrays complemented each other, causing the Demon Race's combat power to soar instantly, as if they were going to drown the entire Heavenly Court in endless starlight and Hunyuan power.

As for the Wu Clan, they were currently trapped in an unprecedented predicament. Originally, their Dutian Shensha Array was peerlessly powerful, enough to contend with any formation of the Demon Race. However, they were now facing a huge problem: the absence of the Ancestral Witch Houtu.

Houtu had not yet arrived, making the Dutian Shensha Array difficult to complete, and its power was greatly diminished.

Although the Wu Clan remained incredibly brave, under the suppression of the Demon Race's two Great Arrays, they suffered heavy casualties, and blood stained the entire Heavenly Court.

A cold light flashed in Di Jun's eyes, and he threatened, "Dijiang, your Wu Clan can no longer hold on. If you are sensible, retreat from the Heavenly Court quickly; otherwise, today will be the day of your Wu Clan's extinction!"

Upon hearing this, a strong sense of unwillingness surged in Dijiang's heart. Since the birth of their Wu Clan, there had never been a time when they retreated; even if they died on the battlefield, they would never take a step back.

However, watching his clansmen fall one by one, he had to consider retreating.

Before Dijiang could make a decision, a stream of light arrived rapidly from afar, causing the situation on the scene to change once again!

It was the figure of Kunpeng; he arrived forcefully and suddenly joined the battlefield, instantly boosting the morale of the Demon Race.

"Kunpeng!" Dijiang gritted his teeth, a trace of gravity flashing in his eyes.

They knew that the addition of Kunpeng would undoubtedly make the Demon Race's side even more powerful, and that the situation for their Wu Clan would become even more difficult.

Sure enough, with the addition of Kunpeng, the offensive from the Demon Race side became even more fierce. It was as if they wanted to vent all their previous anger on the Wu Clan and completely destroy them.

Under such circumstances, Dijiang gritted his teeth and was about to order the Wu Clan to retreat.

However, at this critical moment—

"Hum!"

Another streak of light streaked across the sky, arriving rapidly at a speed not inferior to Kunpeng, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone looked closely and discovered that the person who had arrived was actually Lu Yun's Literature Dao avatar—Lu Wen! As soon as Lu Wen arrived at the scene, his gaze locked onto Kunpeng, and he shouted: "Kunpeng, I suddenly feel that perhaps we can make another bet!"

Kunpeng's face turned black instantly.

Last time, it was because he was careless for a moment and made a bet with this Lu Wen that he ended up being a mount for ten years, becoming a laughingstock of the Great Desolation. Now that Lu Wen's strength had greatly increased, how could he possibly bet with Lu Wen again?

Therefore, he just snorted coldly and ignored Lu Wen entirely.

Lu Wen could not help but show a look of regret, but his arrival caused the Wu Clan side, whose morale had been low, to suddenly perk up again.

Zhurong shouted even louder: "Everyone, hold on a little longer! Our ally has arrived, and the opportunity for a counterattack is here!"

Seeing Lu Wen's appearance, the faces of Di Jun and Taiyi were incomparably ugly.

Taiyi looked disdainful and said: "So what if you have one more Quasi-Saint? You will still only be able to let us slaughter you!"

Dijiang and the others had gloomy expressions, but they did not refute him.

After all, they had just felt the terror of the *Zhou Tian Star Formation* and the *Hunyuan Heluo Array* working in tandem. If they could not deploy the complete version of the *Dutian Shensha Array*, even adding one more Lu Wen would not be able to change their current critical situation.

However, Lu Wen suddenly spoke at this moment, saying: "Who said we only have one more Quasi-Saint?"

Everyone was stunned by Lu Wen's words, and for a moment, the entire Heavenly Court battlefield fell into a brief silence.

The Wu Clan, the Demon Race, and even Kunpeng, who had just arrived, all looked at Lu Wen together, their faces showing expressions of disbelief.

Lu Wen just smiled slightly and looked up at the bright moon in the sky with a calm expression.

At this moment, the moon was bright and flawless, casting down endless clear radiance, as if it had some mysterious connection with Lu Wen.

"The timing is just right," Lu Wen whispered to himself, and then a monstrous amount of Literature Qi erupted from his body.

The strength of that Literature Qi was as if it could pierce through heaven and earth, drawing upon the Star Power of all the heavens.

Under the surge of this Literature Qi, Lu Wen slowly opened his mouth: "Open!"

As this word fell, the void vibrated violently, and a huge passage actually slowly cracked open.

On the other side of that passage were none other than Lu Yun's other eleven avatars! Some had sword-like brows and starry eyes, some were refined and romantic, and some were heroically imposing; each of them radiated a powerful aura no weaker than Lu Wen's.

At this moment, they stepped through the void passage together and arrived on the Heavenly Court battlefield.

The appearance of this scene undoubtedly made everyone present feel incomparably shocked.

On the Demon Race side, the faces of Di Jun, Taiyi, and even the Ten Great Demon Sages all turned ugly to the extreme.

"How could this be?!"

They never expected that Lu Yun, this Literature Dao avatar, would actually have such a method to be able to summon all his avatars to the Heavenly Court battlefield.

With this, the absolute advantage their Demon Race originally held was instantly broken! "Damn it! Where on earth did this freak Lu Yun pop out from? Why can he ruin our good deeds every time?" Di Jun said through gritted teeth, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Taiyi's face was also gloomy. He stared coldly at Lu Yun's avatars, secretly calculating in his heart how to deal with the situation before him.

Kunpeng was directly dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Lu Yun and those avatars, a sense of unspeakable frustration rising in his heart.

If it weren't for the fear that Di Jun would settle scores later, he might not even dare to stay on this battlefield any longer, fearing that he would suffer a terrible disaster immediately!

As for the Wu Clan side, the faces of Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches revealed expressions of wild joy.

They had originally thought that Lu Wen's arrival was just the addition of one Quasi-Saint's help; they never expected that Lu Wen would actually bring such powerful reinforcements!

With this, their Wu Clan was saved! Dijiang couldn't help but laugh out loud and said: "Good! Di Jun, you think one Quasi-Saint isn't enough, right? Then we'll add a few more on our side! What can you do now?"

Gonggong also said: "Still want us to give up the Heavenly Court? You're thinking too wishfully! I think it's you who should be getting lost now!"

The other Ancestral Witches also laughed one after another, mocking the Demon Race.

Without a doubt, the situation on the Heavenly Court battlefield had undergone a world-shaking change with the arrival of Lu Yun's twelve Quasi-Saint-level avatars.

The overwhelming advantage originally held by the Demon Race was gone in this instant. Facing the powerful lineup of the Wu Clan and Lu Yun combined, they felt unprecedented pressure.

The faces of Di Jun and Taiyi were so gloomy they seemed capable of dripping water. They never expected that this Lu Yun would become the greatest obstacle to their seizure of the Heavenly Court.

"Big Brother, what do we do now?" Taiyi couldn't help but ask Di Jun via voice transmission.

Di Jun frowned tightly, his gaze scanning back and forth between Lu Yun and those avatars, his mind rapidly calculating countermeasures.

"Don't panic yet," Di Jun said in a deep voice. "Even if they have one more Lu Yun, it doesn't mean we will definitely lose. Don't forget, we still have the *Zhou Tian Star Formation* and the *Hunyuan Heluo Array* in our hands. As long as we use them properly, it is not impossible to defeat them."

Hearing this, Taiyi felt a little more settled in his heart.

He nodded and said: "Big Brother is right. The Heavenly Court is of vital importance to our Demon Race; we absolutely cannot give it up so easily!"

(End of this chapter)