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"We can take action now. Set up the Human Reincarnation formation at Changming City, and once the main force from the alien realm enters the formation, we will immediately close in and severely damage them," Wuzhong said.
"Well, let's go."
The two giants set off to meet with the Immortal Monk King, and the three Immortal Kings went together to make arrangements to ensure that nothing went wrong.
At the same time, the True Immortal Ancestor of the Demon Dragon Clan also took action, leading his clan to begin a secret relocation.
Once war breaks out, the fact that it is an infiltrator from another realm cannot be concealed. The giants and immortal kings of the ancient realm will be able to detect it with a little deduction. Therefore, the demonic dragon must plan ahead and bring its clan to the frontier. As soon as the foreign army comes to attack, it will immediately surrender to the foreign realm and seek its protection.
What it didn't know was that everything it did was being watched by others, completely transparent and without any secrets.
The second-best in the world had a deep, unsettling gaze, with a hint of killing intent lurking beneath the surface.
Daring to collude with foreign lands and harm their own homeland, the Demon Dragon is a disgrace to the original dragon race. The second-best in the world must personally cleanse this sect.
Although they have different origins, they are evolving in the same direction, both evolving into true dragons, and both belong to the original dragon race.
The progenitor of the dragon race was completely unaware of all this, and he led his disciples and grandchildren joyfully toward the frontier.
Of course, it also did not forget to send a highly talented young dragon from its clan to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea with its token to participate in the grand event.
This was to monitor the situation at the Purple Bamboo Grove Festival and to act as the eyes of the demon dragon.
Once the time is right, the Demon Dragon can contact the Fearless Lion, open the city gates, let the foreign army in, and head straight for the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea to decide the fate of the world in one battle.
This plan can be described as flawless. The immortal kings of the ancient realm never expected that the alien realm would silently rush in and launch a full-scale invasion of the ancient realm.
If Yunhua hadn't existed, the alien realm would have truly succeeded.
The secrets of heaven are already in chaos. Even a powerful immortal king cannot predict the future. When the time comes, the alien realm will launch a sudden attack, severely damaging the primordial ancient world. By the time they come to their senses, it will be too late.
Unfortunately, Yunhua foresaw history in advance, and his intelligence was destined to have a huge impact on this war. At the very least, the first battle between the two worlds would be a shift in the balance of power.
Changming Heaven, Changming City, the Fearless Lion has arrived. Before the previous guardian, it displays the holiness and power befitting a sacred beast of the ancient monk lineage.
Its golden mane, long and radiant like a burning flame, is surrounded by a rich aura of light, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.
The previous guardian was a true immortal. After sensing the fearless lion's power, he showed awe in his eyes and politely completed the handover.
Afterwards, this immortal led the creatures of his race away from this place and returned to his clan to report back.
After the True Immortal left, the Fearless Lion could no longer suppress its malice and slowly raised its head, the Buddhist light in its eyes gradually being replaced by ferocity and bloodlust.
Its massive tongue swept around, harboring wicked thoughts towards the ancient monks behind it, wanting to swallow them whole.
"Lord Holy Beast, what's wrong?"
An ancient monk noticed that the guardian beast was standing still for a long time and immediately asked it a question.
The fearless lion snapped out of its daze and quickly put aside its thoughts. It couldn't do that yet, because these ancient monks all had soul lamps. If they all perished on a large scale, it would surely attract the attention of the ancient monks' lineage, and then its good plans would be ruined.
"It's nothing, everyone. Changming City is a vital border city, concerning the safety of the Thirty-Three Heavens of our realm. We must not be careless and must guard it carefully." It spoke with feigned authority, instructing these ancient monks.
Upon hearing this, the monks fiddled with their prayer beads and responded in agreement.
Soon, the Demon Dragon Clan arrived. They moved stealthily and cautiously, without alerting anyone. They hid in a vast wilderness near Changming City, quietly waiting for the day when the alien invasion would come.
Celestial Heaven, South Sea.
Here, the sea stretches to the horizon, an endless expanse of blue, like a piece of beautiful jade, crystal clear and lustrous. Mist swirls above the sea, creating a sacred atmosphere, like a fairyland on earth.
Deep within the celestial mist, there grows one after another giant purple bamboo, rooted in the azure sea. As thick as mountains and as tall as the sky, its roots are anchored to the seabed, while most of its trunk is exposed above the sea surface, remaining unmoved by wind and rain.
Looking out, the purple bamboo is dazzling, as if it were cast from purple gold. Every section shines brightly, the leaves are lush, flowing with a hazy purple glow, and the spiritual energy spreads. The scene is magnificent and breathtaking.
Normally, the South China Sea is tranquil with its vast expanse of blue waves. But now, it's bustling with activity, as all sorts of magical ships can be seen sailing on the water amidst ethereal mist.
There are also all sorts of bizarre mounts, such as winged celestial horses, blue phoenixes, and ancient wild beasts... there are all kinds, making it dazzling to look at.
Without exception, all these creatures had come to participate in the famous South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest Festival.
The so-called Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea is the secluded retreat of a female immortal. It is a place where immortal Taoists hold a grand gathering of geniuses in the Purple Bamboo Forest. There is no fixed time, but it is held once every so often.
This year's Purple Bamboo Forest Gathering has attracted far more powerful figures and geniuses than ever before. Even the two giants who are renowned throughout the ancient world, Liu Dao and Wu Zhong, are coming to show their support and may even hold a sermon. In addition to the two giants, it is said that another Immortal King will also be present to discuss the Dao with the two giants.
Several Celestial Kings will be present, not to mention True Immortals, their numbers are astonishing, far exceeding previous years, and there will also be many more powerful figures and young prodigies.
There are nearly double-digit numbers of people who possess perfect ancient seeds and have cultivated three strands of immortal energy, making it a truly magnificent era.
Chapter 629 The Plan Begins
As the host of the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, Immortal Hua Yun personally stood in front of the mountain gate of the immortal Taoists to welcome the arrival of which force.
"Hmm, that's a quasi-Immortal King from the Peacock Clan. Back then, he was a renowned and unparalleled powerhouse in the Ancient Realm, unmatched among his peers."
"Huh? That's... the Thunder Emperor, one of the Ten Fiends?" someone exclaimed, seeing a majestic and powerful figure nod to True Immortal Hua Yun before stepping into the immortal realm within the Purple Bamboo Forest.
"Lord Thunder Emperor, the only humanoid being among the Ten Fiends, was born 300,000 years ago. His cultivation time is extremely short, yet he has already reached the level of an Immortal King. He is the supreme being who has reached the level of the Ten Fiends the fastest." People looked up at Chi Cang's back and talked about his invincible legend.
Before long, immortal beings flocked to the scene, including more than a dozen Heavenly Lords.
The young prodigies of the Demon Dragon Clan watched all this quietly, like the eyes of the Demon Dragon Clan's progenitor, closely observing the grand event.
At this moment, the atmosphere of the grand event became lively, with many people of all ages and genders present, and they were divided into different areas according to their cultivation level.
The dragon race's prodigy arrived at the gathering place of young beings. Here, it saw the inheritor of an ancient lineage, who had cultivated three strands of immortal energy, exuding heroic spirit and surrounded by admirers. It also saw the descendant of the Ten Fiends, whose powerful blood and energy almost overflowed from his body, terrifying beyond compare. And it saw the descendant of a true immortal, surrounded by the aura of immortality, transcending the world...
These young people chatted in twos and threes, all very relaxed, without any anxiety or intimidating sharpness, exuding a peaceful and serene atmosphere, as if they were detached from worldly strife.
In the Primordial Ancient Realm, the territories of each major clan within the Thirty-Three Heavens are fixed. Unless the strongest member of the clan suffers an accident and perishes, thus losing its pillar of support, there will be no major changes.
Because the giants of the ancient world advocated peaceful coexistence and opposed conflict, the superstructure of the entire primitive ancient world was extremely stable, with nothing to fight over. Therefore, there were basically no conflicts among the heirs of major clans and powerful forces, and they could easily become fellow Daoists.
Even though the Celestial Kings brought out lists like the Thirty-Three Heavenly Prodigies Ranking, it didn't fundamentally change the fact that this realm remained peaceful, lacking the murderous aura of other worlds.
"boom!"
On the South China Sea, towering waves crashed as a powerful quasi-immortal king arrived, from the primordial dragon race.
Amidst gasps of surprise, it passed through numerous banquet areas and headed straight into the depths.
Suddenly, the light source in the sky went out, and the once radiant sun suddenly fell down, crashing into the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea like a meteorite.
The entire sky darkened, huge waves surged on the sea, and air currents rose violently in the air, so violent that it was impossible to open one's eyes, as if the end of the world had come.
"What's going on?" Many people exclaimed in surprise, staring in shock at the black sun falling from the sky.
"Alright, at your age, you still enjoy playing pranks on people." A being of near-Immortal King rank spoke, his voice majestic and awe-inspiring, shaking heaven and earth.
Everyone was puzzled. The next moment, the falling black sun became brilliant again, transforming into a three-legged golden crow wreathed in flames.
This is an old golden crow, residing in the realm of longevity, with boundless lifespan, living as long as heaven and earth. Its duty is to transform into the sun, bringing light to the world.
However, the old Golden Crow still has a childlike heart and likes to tease the younger generation in this way, and this is not the first time.
Soon after, another powerful being arrived. It was a Celestial King, very tall, shrouded in a layer of chaotic energy, making him hazy and indistinct.
The arrival of the Celestial King naturally elicited gasps of surprise.
Suddenly, a melodious bell rang out from the distant sea. All the creatures in the purple bamboo forest showed excitement and reverence upon hearing the bell.
Because in the entire Primordial Ancient Realm, only the Endless Bell of the Great Immortal King could release such a vast fluctuation.
Sure enough, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a majestic figure stepped across the sea, with a chaotic bell hanging high above his head. The vast bell waves emanated from it, exuding a boundless power of time. Those beings under the bell waves felt as if they were about to travel between the past and the future.
"Lord Wuzhong has really arrived."
The creatures in the Purple Bamboo Forest were incredibly excited. Many of them had traveled from afar, hoping to catch a glimpse of Wuzhong and Liudao, having heard that they might be present.
The charisma of a giant; I never expected that this rumor would actually be true.
Not long after, a tall, middle-aged man followed closely behind Wu Zhong and strode in from afar. Beneath his feet was a radiant road, and above his head floated a disc. Even from a great distance, people could sense the terrifying power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation emanating from it.
"My God, that's the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King! He can send someone to reincarnation with a single thought!" someone exclaimed, admiring the giant's majesty.
Before everyone could react, Buddhist scriptures began to chant from another direction, flowing softly into everyone's hearts.
A young and handsome creature, with his hands clasped together, sat cross-legged on the back of a dragon-elephant that looked like it was carved from jade, and walked through the void.
His expression was serene and peaceful, like the embodiment of Buddha. Wherever he went, Buddha's light shone, and any killing and evil thoughts would have nowhere to hide, melting away like pure white snow in spring, leaving one's heart at peace.
In the bamboo forest, all living things felt the same way, experiencing a sense of peace and comfort.
Even the proud dragon race prodigy with a guilty conscience almost forgot the purpose of his visit and directly converted to Buddhism.
This feeling only disappeared after the young monk on the white jade dragon and elephant left and went deep into the purple bamboo forest.
The young dragon of the Demon Dragon Clan regained his senses, his whole body covered in cold sweat. He naturally knew who the monk was—the supreme expert of the ancient monk lineage, the master of Mount Sumeru—the Immortal Monk King, who possessed countless legends. He could even subdue a ferocious beast like the Fearless Lion, which dared to devour the Immortal Monk, with a single glance. He was truly terrifying.
The religion's sutra for saving all beings is said to be able to save all beings. If it is recited by the Immortal Monk King, the Immortal King can also be saved. However, the Fearless Lion was not saved.
Thinking of these rumors and the terrifying experience he had just had, the young dragon felt a wave of fear wash over him.
Seeing that the important figures had arrived and entered the depths of the Purple Bamboo Forest, the young man from the Demon Dragon Clan dared not delay and hurriedly activated the token given to him by the Demon Dragon Clan's ancestor.
"Poof!" A dragon-patterned bracelet was engulfed by demonic fire and instantly turned to ashes.
"Fellow Daoist Mo De, what's wrong?"
Beside them, a descendant of a true immortal noticed that the young man from the demon dragon clan was behaving strangely and asked him with concern.
The young dragon was startled, thinking his little trick had been discovered. But when he saw the questioning gaze of the True Immortal descendant, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing. When the Immortal Monk King passed by just now, those Buddhist and Taoist scriptures were so awe-inspiring that they made people want to convert to Buddhism."
“Yes, the ancient monks’ lineage’s sutra for saving the world is so powerful that even true immortals and immortal kings would abandon their murderous intent upon hearing it.” The descendant of the true immortal nodded in deep agreement.
At the same moment, the progenitor of the Demon Dragon Clan, far away in Changming, received a message from the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, confirming that the two giants and several Immortal King-level powerhouses had settled in the Purple Bamboo Forest.
It couldn't help but smile, its hands trembling slightly, a mixture of excitement and fear.
Chapter 630 Inviting the Enemy into the Urn
"Hehe, the plan should begin." It muttered to itself, inscribing immortal symbols in the void, condensing them into a decree, which then burned on the spot and turned into a pile of ashes.
The fearless lion in Changming City shifted his expression, and a decree burning with demonic flames appeared before him.
It quickly scanned the contents of the decree, and the corners of its mouth involuntarily turned up. All the golden mane on its body stood up, and the whole lion trembled slightly.
"Hehe, it's time to open the gate and let the seniors from the other world in." It said with a smile, a fierce glint in its eyes.
It was expected that Wuzhong Liudao would go to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, but it was an unexpected surprise that the Immortal Monk King of the Ancient Monk lineage would go to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea.
Ever since it was subdued by the Immortal Monk King and became the guardian beast of the ancient monk lineage, the Fearless Lion has harbored resentment. Its submission was merely out of fear of the Immortal Monk King's power, not out of genuine affection. If it could, the Fearless Lion would even want to swallow the Immortal Monk King whole.
Of course, it's impossible for it to do so on its own, nor does it have the courage.
But now, the Immortal Monk King is courting death by going to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea to attend the grand event. Once it releases the main force of the foreign forces into the pass and attacks the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, the Immortal Monk King will have no way to escape. At that time, it might have a chance to swallow a bite of the Immortal Monk King's flesh and blood to avenge the grudge of Nianhua from back then.
Unbeknownst to the fearless lion lost in its fantasies, it was already part of a vast cycle of human existence. In the highest void, towering figures stood, each in a different position, working together to support the cycle of human existence.
Among them are not only the giants Wuzhong, Liudao, Qiankun, and the Ten Fiends, but also five of the Seven Kings of the Border, the Second in the World, the Immortal Golden Daoist, the Immortal Monk King, and several Heavenly Lords with the strength of Immortal Kings.
All the Celestial Kings were looking down, watching the Fearless Lion, taking in even the subtle changes in its eyes.
If the Fearless Lion knew that more than twenty Celestial Kings were watching him while he was fantasizing, one wonders what he would think.
The kings remained silent, watching the incomprehensible lion's performance. Under the influence of the cycle of reincarnation, the fearless lion revealed a ferocious and bloodthirsty expression, wielding its huge claws to viciously smash several pieces of Chaos Stone, and then opened its blood-red maw to swallow them whole.
From its perspective, these Chaos Stones are the ancient monks who came here with it and are responsible for guarding Changming City.
Now that we are going to open the city gates and let foreign creatures into the pass, we must first get rid of these troublesome creatures.
"Hahaha, it's been so long since I've tasted the flesh and blood of an ancient monk. It's still so delicious. When the foreign army arrives, I will definitely feast to my heart's content." The Fearless Lion laughed, quite pleased with himself.
Then, it walked towards the Changming City Gate, chanted scriptures, and caused the gate to manifest.
In the previously empty void, lines suddenly appeared, outlining the contours of a magnificent dimensional gate.
Having received the signal from the Fearless Lion, the people in the foreign lands, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately set off for Changming City.
Kun Di, Wu Shang, Tun Tian Wang, Pu Mo Wang, Zi Jin Wang, and Chi Wang—six major figures in total—have all mobilized to settle the score in one battle and defeat the Wu Zhong Liu Dao of the Primordial Ancient Realm in the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest.
Behind them stood Anlan, Yutuo, and other supreme immortal kings, their numbers nearly equal to those of the giants. There were also an astonishing number of immortal kings, followed by hordes of immortals and an endless army of human beings.
All living beings remained absolutely silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the atmosphere was incredibly solemn, filled with a palpable sense of impending doom that shattered the clouds in all directions.
Led by several powerful figures, the army marched toward the majestic Changming Gate.
The battlefield of a hundred battles was reopened, and the aura and killing intent of Immortal Kings surged forth, emanating from the remains of those Immortal Kings who had died there. Kundi and the others only needed to make a slight move to suppress all the killing intent, paving the way for the army.
Soon, the alien army arrived at the gates of Changming City. At this moment, the entire gate of Changming City had been revealed. On the gate tower, there should have been countless heavenly soldiers and generals guarding it to resist the foreign enemy.
But now, it is empty except for an ancient lion as big as a small mountain, with a mane a zhang long, burning with golden flames, looking exceptionally majestic.
"Esteemed seniors, the grand gathering in the Purple Bamboo Forest has begun. Those few creatures have all arrived and are just waiting for the army to set off to wipe them out in one fell swoop."