The War Formations Are Unleashed

Although the Fiendgod Legion’s ‘Pangu Battle Formation’ moved with astonishing speed once formed, there was still that brief, fleeting moment. And in that moment… the White Extreme True Immortal, the Green Fox Gate Lord, and the other Celestial Immortals and Empyrean Gods who had emerged first from the Seamless Gate’s side, along with the sixteen Bloodcloud Puppets and six black Empyrean God Puppets under their command, were already in motion.

“ROAR!”

“KILL!”

The six black Empyrean God Puppets charged straight towards their own camp, converging with the other eight black Empyrean God Puppets and the three White-Faced Flood Dragons.

“A sea of endless blood.” The gaunt Bloodcloud Lord immediately cast a spell. Around them, vague, bloody waves began to ripple outwards. Where this boundless tide of blood spread, the White-Faced Flood Dragons and Empyrean God Puppets of the Seamless Gate found themselves invigorated, even sensing an aiding force. But within those same endless waves, the Grand Xia’s Xingtian Gods and their five Empyrean God Puppets felt a heavy resistance.

“Little children…” The Green Fox Gate Lord stood in mid-air, her robes fluttering in the wind. She raised a finger and pointed into the distance. Behind her, the vague image of a massive, furry green tail appeared. Countless strands of green silk spread out from that phantom tail, blanketing heaven and earth as they snaked towards the Grand Xia’s forces.

…

“Wither and flourish.” Even amidst the chaos of war, the Heavenly Farmer True Immortal maintained his gentle smile.

On the desolate wilderness below, green grass began to grow wildly. These were mere weeds, but their vitality was indomitable. Despite the encroaching bloody waves and the green silk strands, the countless weeds forced their way up, even dancing wildly in the air. With just this single spell, the Heavenly Farmer True Immortal alone held off the magic of both the Bloodcloud Lord and the Green Fox Gate Lord.

But the wild grass withered quickly, its time short.

Yet it grew again immediately.

The weeds were frantic, an endless cycle of withering and flourishing.

“Ding-dong.” The Eastspread True Immortal let out a light chuckle. Rain began to fall from the sky. As the raindrops hit the wilderness, they made a tinkling sound. When they landed on the Grand Xia’s side, it felt as though the rain was harmless. But for the Seamless Gate, every single drop that struck caused their bodies to visibly shudder.

…

All the Pure Yang True Immortals on both sides were casting spells, doing their utmost to hinder the enemy’s movements while freeing their own forces from any restrictions.

In war, cooperation was paramount.

If they were foolishly trading blows one-on-one… neither the Grand Xia nor the Seamless Gate could unleash their maximum strength. But when Pure Yang True Immortals devoted themselves entirely to supporting spells, it was a far greater boon to their entire formation.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Soundless.

Only the rippling of space, caused by their movements, revealed their passage. The sixteen gaunt, blood-colored Empyrean God Puppets had all transformed into streaks of blood-colored light.

“So fast.”

“Their speed is too great.”

“This is bad.”

“They’re at least twice as fast as us! How is this possible!” The six Xingtian Gods and the five Empyrean God Puppets, who had previously been fighting with cold precision, were now panicking.

Being twice as fast—what did that mean?

In a life-or-death struggle, if your opponent was just a hair faster, it meant you couldn’t escape. Twice as fast? It meant they could toy with you however they pleased.

“Don’t panic,” the Xia Emperor’s voice transmission rang out. “Although these Bloodcloud Puppets are extremely fast, they are very fragile! If two of you join forces and strike together, you can completely shatter one of them. Even a single Xingtian God’s attack will injure them and make things hard for them.”

At the same time, the Celestial Immortals and Empyrean Gods on the Grand Xia’s side were frantically casting spells, trying to slow down the Bloodcloud Puppets. Even with the spells restricting them, the Bloodcloud Puppets, even when slowed, were still at least fifty percent faster than the Xingtian Gods.

Suddenly—

Countless dense figures appeared in the sky. A host of Fiendgods converged, forming three massive, dark clouds. These clouds were naturally composed of countless Fiendgods. Above each of the three dark clouds stood a towering, barefoot, disheveled giant wielding a massive axe. The aura of one who looks down upon heaven and earth instantly silenced the entire battlefield.

“Pangu?”

Everyone present—including the Tonghe Immortal, Ji Ning, and others who had never seen it before—instinctively felt that this disheveled, barefoot giant with the axe was indeed Pangu.

That innate, natural aura of one to whom even heaven and earth must bow was something that, besides the legendary Pangu, perhaps only Mother Nuwa possessed.

Although this was merely a ‘Pangu’ formed by the Pangu Battle Formation, its aura still weak, even this faint remnant of that absolute superiority… not even Ji Ning’s master, Patriarch Subhuti, possessed it.

“Hahaha…” The Coldhowl Empyrean God, leading one of the ‘dark clouds,’ burst into laughter. He looked down at the towering figures below, the powerful aura filling him with battle-lust. “Children, we have endured for endless ages. We have waited far too long. Let the Seamless Gate taste the power of us Fiendgods!”

“Let them taste our power!”

“F*** them up!”

“Kill them all, every single one, and eat them!”

“Haha!”

Countless Fiendgods roared.

They had been suppressed for endless years, and now they were ready to go berserk. Although the countless Fiendgods were now split into three groups, the Coldhowl Empyrean God’s influence was unquestionable. He was the sole leader of the Grand Xia world’s native Fiendgods.

“Go!”

“Kill!”

“Charge!”

The three dark clouds of Fiendgods immediately charged downwards, crashing into the enemy lines.

“So powerful?” The White Extreme True Immortal, Green Fox Gate Lord, and the others all changed expression.

The intelligence they had received from the Seamless Gate was simple: “The Grand Xia’s native Fiendgods have been subdued by the Xia Emperor.” That was all. White Extreme True Immortal and the others could only guess at the details… They knew the native Fiendgods were strong, but not exactly how strong. Asking for more details? They dared not. The being who passed down that intelligence was far too exalted in status. Even their Godking, among the major powers of the Seamless Gate, was a rank lower than that mysterious intelligence-giver.

Among the countless tribulation locations.

Amidst the vast flow of intelligence.

That mysterious being… transmitted endless information like a machine. In terms of intelligence, the Seamless Gate was number one in the Three Realms, all because of that mysterious great power! That mysterious being had no time to explain every single piece of intelligence. It was up to the Green Fox Gate Lord and the others to interpret, act upon, and make their own decisions.

“Looks like this battle is going to be tough,” the Ten Thousand Demons Cave Lord sent a transmission. “These three Empyrean God commanders… their might is no less than Duque’s White-Faced Flood Dragons.”

“Hard or not, we fight,” the White Extreme True Immortal said, his eyes flashing coldly. “We must occupy the Grand Xia. Everyone who blocks us must be destroyed.”

“Right,” the Green Fox Gate Lord transmitted as well. “We must occupy it. This Xia Emperor is indeed formidable; he is one of the three great leaders of the Crimsonbright Realm. I always knew attacking his Grand Xia world would be difficult. But the Xia Emperor’s status makes the Grand Xia a prize worth fighting for.”

The Crimsonbright Realm referred to the dozens of major worlds and billions of minor worlds under the rule of Daofather Crimsonbright.

The highest authority in the Crimsonbright Realm was, naturally, Daofather Crimsonbright himself.

Next came the three great leaders.

Below them were the other Celestial Immortals and Empyrean Gods.

What defined a ‘leader’?

To be called a leader of a realm, one had to have roughly ten Celestial Immortals and Empyrean Gods following them! Having nearly ten such beings under one’s command naturally set them apart from ordinary Celestial Immortals and Empyrean Gods. If Ji Ning were to become an Empyrean God in the future with seven Empyrean Gods under his command, he too could be considered a leader of a realm.

Of course, a lone Celestial Immortal or Empyrean God, without any followers, occupied a much lower status.

Even someone of Lü Dongbin’s caliber, if he had to face seven Empyrean Gods like the Scarlet Snow Empyrean God joining forces in a ‘Seven Luminaries Heaven’ formation, would have to flee for his life. Such was the power of a true leader! They were practically the absolute overlords below the level of True Gods and Daofathers. If they chose to rule a major world, no other Celestial Immortal or Empyrean God would dare encroach.

Of course, Lü Dongbin was even stronger than the Xia Emperor; he had the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave and other followers.

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Attacking the Grand Xia world, ruled by the Xia Emperor, one of the three great leaders of the Crimsonbright Realm, was naturally difficult. But it was precisely because of this that they had to take it down!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!!!!

The sixteen Bloodcloud Puppets were simply too fast. Neither the three Pangu Battle Formations, the Xingtian Gods, nor the Empyrean God Puppets could match their speed. They flickered madly as they charged towards the six Xingtian Gods. As for Ji Ning? He was still trapped by the Crimson Ice True Immortal. The Crimson Ice True Immortal had decided to wear him down, continuously expending his Pure Yang ki to maintain the spell.

Maintaining this spell consumed his Golden Core source mana, so he wouldn’t casually dispel it. By keeping it up, he was at least tying up the strongest Xingtian God—Ji Ning—for the time being, which was enough.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.” The Bloodcloud Puppets frantically attacked the six Xingtian Gods.

“KILL!”

The surging Fiendgod armies charged again and again.

“BOOM~~~” The towering Pangu, floating above the cloud-like Fiendgod army, swung its hand. Its palm was tens of thousands of zhang across. Although one of the Bloodcloud Puppets tried its best to dodge, it was still grazed.

Boom!

The Bloodcloud Puppet instantly disintegrated, exploding in mid-air. The Celestial Immortals inside it were shaken to death on the spot.

But the Seamless Gate side remained calm. This was the fatal weakness of the Bloodcloud Puppets—their fragility! In exchange for their terrifying speed, they became brittle. Any one of the three Fiendgod Legions was on par with Duque’s White-Faced Flood Dragons. The force of a single blow from them was naturally enough to shatter a Bloodcloud Puppet, killing all one hundred Celestial Immortals inside.

“Be careful, Rainbowmeasurer!” The Xia Emperor and the others all changed expression.

As the Rainbowmeasurer Xingtian God was sent flying backwards by Duque’s White-Faced Flood Dragon, four Bloodcloud Puppets suddenly pounced on it.

The Bloodcloud Puppets were horrifically fast.

Though the Xia Emperor and the others were all present, before they could even react—CRUNCH. BAM. BOOM~~~ The Xingtian God’s ten-thousand-zhang giant Fiendgod body was torn apart, exposing the countless Loose Immortals and Celestial Immortals within.