The Desire to Establish a Demon Kingdom

The Bright Moon hangs high in the sky, draping the mountains and seas in a silver veil, illuminating the ages and enduring the past. The night is thick, covering heaven and earth with a black curtain, hiding all evil in darkness.

The clouds on the horizon move like galloping horses.

Wearing a wooden carved mask and a blue Daoist robe that accentuated her figure, Zuoqiu Hongting appeared on the top of the city wall of the inner city of the South City.

Behind them was the central avenue of the outer city, several tens of feet wide, leading directly to the seashore of Soldier Ancestor Marsh, from which one could see the brightly lit Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion situated on the sea.

She faces the inner city, with the majestic Peach Plum Mountain, towering straight up to the heavens, like Celestial Pillar, eternally situated at the edge of her vision.

Beneath the city gate, from the Attendant Hall in the inner city to the Ancestral Soldier Ancestor Marsh in the outer city, the entire north-south Qiankun Avenue was filled with the deafening sounds of battle, the clashing of magical energy, and blood staining the area for miles.

Each inheritor forms their own battleground.

What a joyous Lantern Festival, a night stained crimson with blood.

The naked corpse hanging on the inner city gate had long since had its ropes cut by Cangli and Li Ling, and had fallen to the ground.

In the square at the city gate, a bronze cauldron several feet tall still boiled with water, its contents simmering like blood and flesh. The gruesome scene inside was enough to make countless martial arts practitioners nauseous.

"Whoosh!"

Phoenix-born Unicorn-young appeared on the city wall, his appearance cold and handsome, his eyes bright to the point of being sinister, his long silver-white hair swaying gently. He said softly, "I thought you would lead the remnants of the Zuoqiu Courtyard, the Jiu Li Tribe, and the Zhu Clan out of the city to save your lives, but I didn't expect you to still be unwilling. You have killed even more people!"

Zuoqiu Hongting remained unaffected by his words: "We are all adrift in this chaotic world, where can we escape to? If we don't fight today, tomorrow our entire clan and the entire state will die."

"Your injuries are severe, and your fighting strength is greatly diminished. Your so-called struggle is nothing but seeking death," Phoenix-born Unicorn-young pointed out her weakened state.

Zuoqiu Hongting's gaze remained unwavering. "If I seek death, what price will you pay?"

Phoenix-born Unicorn-young stopped a hundred feet from the city wall, sat on a crenellation, and gazed at the distant sea and the bright moon. He said calmly, "The 100,000 lanterns have been lit, like a sea of stars on the water, dazzling and magnificent. In a little while, the Immortal Turtle will bring the Dragon Palace, the venue will open, and the Lantern Festival will truly begin. Unfortunately, this liveliness and celebration belong only to the Ash Region of the Far West and our allies."

"Just like the Lingxiao Shengjing will soon be established, a magnificent and prosperous Demon Kingdom will be built, with a territory far larger than the current Twenty-Eight Prefectures. The Ash Region and parts of the states that were swallowed up by the Netherworld of the Departed a thousand years ago will all be included. At the founding ceremony, all allies will be rewarded according to their merits. Demon Race, Ember Spirit, Undead, Humans... it will surely be a time of universal celebration!"

Zuoqiu Hongting said, "It's a pity that humans have a very low status in the Demon Kingdom. They are regarded as livestock and food, and are cooked at will. There are probably not many human martial artists who would support the establishment of the Demon Kingdom."

"Aww!"

The Dragon Roar echoed through the night.

With the Battle Intent, Dragon Hall rode the mist and ascended the city wall.

His bronze war spear, weighing 120,000 jin, struck the ground of the horse path, and more than 700 scriptures flashed on the spear.

The entire city wall shook violently.

"Young Venerable, Tang Wanqiu was caught off guard by the Demon Race cultivators of Yin Mountain, and Xue Jian Tang Ting has been defeated by us. Qi Jin has led his men to pursue them and will surely bring back all the Longevity Pill tickets, Dragon Seed Ticket, and Dragon Bone Ticket."

Dragon Hall, ranked among the Three Immortals, was known as a banished immortal. His face was strikingly handsome and masculine, and his golden armor accentuated his imposing figure. He then said, "Zuoqiu Hong's remaining fighting strength is probably less than 70%. How about leaving him to me?"

"Very well! After tonight, the titles of East Dragon, West Pig, South Tiger, and North Sword will probably have to be changed," Phoenix-born Unicorn-young said.

Dragon Hall appeared quite indifferent. "The top experts of the Five Seas Realm change every few years, and I have never taken such titles to heart. The Dao Seed Realm has been a contest for decades, gathering the top experts of the past ten generations of the Five Seas Realm. This is the game of the strongest in the mortal world, truly a place of great prestige. As for those Longevity Realm Experts are no longer fighting in the mortal world, that is another world entirely."

"With the dragon bone, dragon seed, and Longevity Pill, you and I will surely be able to conquer the peaks of martial arts cultivation in the mortal realm within a few years."

Phoenix-born Unicorn-young's gaze fell upon the chaotic battlefield below the city wall. His figure flashed, transforming into a graceful arc of silver light as he headed towards the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, intending to first eliminate Ge Xiantong and Zuoqiu Hong's backup plans.

A look of surprise finally surfaced in Zuoqiu Hongting's calm eyes. Stepping on the rain of blossoms symbolizing "Peaches and Plums Fill the World," she chased after him like a fleeting shadow in the air.

"Zuoqiu Hong, your opponent is me!"

The golden armor on the Dragon Hall's body shone like a blazing sun, his magical energy was powerful and domineering, and his speed increased dramatically. He collided with the rain of flowers in the sky and intercepted Zuoqiu Hongting.

Maritime.

Bright lanterns hung throughout the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, and figures dressed in white robes and carrying long swords stood on both sides of the steps.

He is a martial arts cultivator from the Five Seas Realm trained by Thousand Mile Mountain.

"Immortal Forest" and "Heavenly Pavilion" are both properties under the Thousand Mile Mountain Group.

Thousand Mile Mountain got its name from the fact that it only recruits the best of the best.

They are businessmen who don't want to get involved in the world's struggles and don't want to offend anyone.

They helped the Zuoqiu Courtyard conceal their Hidden Gate martial arts practitioners because they believed Zuoqiu Hong might be a hidden talent and wanted to invest in him early. Now, it seems that Phoenix-born Unicorn-young is a more suitable investment.

Just three miles from the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, Ge Xiantong was trapped in an array constructed from Ash Region on the beach, facing off alone against five powerful undead from the Netherworld of the Departed.

They all have beast heads, are covered in Blood Robe, and possess spiritual wisdom; they are the undead prodigies of a certain region of the Nether Realm World.

On the edge of this Ash Region stand thousands of Spirit Tablet, haunted by ghostly figures, controlled by Ming Niansheng.

The twenty-eight Calamity Fire Realm Great Mind Master who presided over the formation were specially selected by Phoenix-born Unicorn-young from various forces under his command, a special treat prepared for Ge Xiantong. The person in charge of the formation was Tantai Jing, the third-ranked member of the Eastern Territory, from Huaiyi Island.

The "Huaiyi Island," one of the Three Island Barbarians in the eastern border, has submitted to Dragon Gate and been incorporated into the ranks of Phoenix-born Unicorn-young.

The elite troops originally belonging to Phoenix-born Unicorn-young, on whom he placed high hopes, including the Quan Rong and Que Rong warriors of the Western Territory, had been almost wiped out by the Imperial Court and the Zuoqiu Courtyard, which forced him to employ the people of the Eastern Yi.

It's the final moment; everyone has played all their cards.

Many forces that had previously remained neutral or had no intention of participating in the struggle for supremacy have also joined in by offering their assistance.

Because the fact that the Phoenix-born Unicorn-young and won seems to be a definite signal.

The forces behind it are too powerful; they must have been plotting for a long time. If they also have the support of the Du'e Temple, the establishment of the Demon Kingdom might truly be an inevitable trend. Who wouldn't want to pledge their allegiance in advance?

On Peach Plum Mountain, the senior experts of various forces realized that something was terribly wrong as Phoenix-born Unicorn-young trump cards and backup plans were gradually revealed.

Some rushed back to the North, others to the East and Western Territory...

Everyone felt that the Demon Calamity sweeping the world might have already erupted at the same time.

Now, the only hope is that the Du'e Temple will not side with the force behind Phoenix-born Unicorn-young, so that human cultivators at the Lingxiao Shengjing will still have the power to resist.

The Three Heavens.

The elders of Zuoqiu Courtyard stared in Evergreen Temple at Changqing Temple, then at the swarm of insects rushing across the inner city walls, utterly bewildered.

"How is Evergreen Temple connected to the underground? What's the deal with that Bagua Well? Your Daoist lineage is very secretive!"

"The secret of Evergreen Temple must have been told to him by Hongting."

"Forget about Evergreen Temple. The situation is already in dire straits. I just hope that kid surnamed Li can arrive in time to turn the tide. The birth of seven Marquis-level Larva, which has summoned the swarm, is a stroke of good fortune."

Zuoqiu Ling glared at Hidden Lord, his aura carrying a message: "I'm certain that Hong Ting doesn't know the secret of Evergreen Temple either. Just who is that kid?"

The Hidden Lord was filled with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

The good news is that at this extremely dangerous moment, Li Weiyi's cultivation has advanced again, and he has killed two experts at the Inheritor-level in succession. He has also attracted a swarm of insects, which will surely rekindle hope on the battlefield that is in a state of despair.

If Li Weiyi truly turns the tide tonight, then the Imperial Court and Lei Xiao Sect won't be able to act as they please. At least on the surface, they'll have to consider the consequences.

Given the current precarious situation in Lingxiao Shengjing, they probably don't have the energy for that.

There are many things to worry about!

Can the situation really be turned around?

As for the secret of Evergreen Temple...

Hidden Lord speculated that it must be related to the Wife of the Leader, the former grandmother of the Jiu Li Tribe.

The Hidden Lord said, "A thousand years ago, the transcendent patriarch of the Zuoqiu Courtyard of Daoism married into the Jiu Li Tribe. It's perfectly normal that the Jiu Li Tribe knows what you don't."

The ninth heaven of Peach Plum Mountain lies in the void above the character for "deciphering".

The gathering of extraordinary beings was unlike any other martial arts practitioners in the mortal world; it resembled a discussion between immortals and gods.

The imperial carriage of the Second Palace Master of the Lingxiao Palace was as enormous as a palace, resplendent in gold and green, like a celestial palace, suspended above the sea of clouds, with scriptures surrounding it like a sky full of stars.

Her voice floated out. "How wonderful! For ten years, everyone has been fighting fiercely, completely forgetting the dangers from the outside world. Only the Hidden Qianlong Lantern Festival has awakened the rebels of the world. Gentlemen, will your rebel armies continue to fight? Will you continue your campaigns?"

"If the Great Palace Master doesn't issue an edict of self-reproach or cancel the Xiao Tian Order, for the sake of all living beings, we must continue fighting, break through Lingxiao City, fight our way to the Lingxiao Palace, and ask her face to face whether she knows her mistake or not." A transcendent figure from the Northern Border sat cross-legged amidst the sea of clouds, surrounded by a myriad of scenes, forming his own little world.

A voice from within the imperial carriage said, "What right do you have to criticize the Great Palace Master? The Twenty-Eight Prefectures of Lingxiao are the responsibility of the Great Palace Master, not you. The people of the world are not for you to speak of."

"The calamity, danger, and terror posed by the Great Palace Master far surpasses that of the Demon Race. As long as she lives, everyone will live in perpetual fear. As long as she lives, the number of human forces siding with the Demon Race will only increase, and the Rebel Army will never give up on crushing Lingxiao City; there is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation." Another transcendent voice echoed in the void.

Inside the imperial carriage. "Go ahead and stir things up! Keep stirring things up until the Lingxiao Shengjing turns into the Demon Kingdom. Then we'll all die together!"

A Scholar-robed Old Man with a refined appearance sat under Ancient Peach Tree as thick as a millstone, alongside Du'e Temple Immortal Master.

His eyes sharpened slightly. "It seems that the Du'e Temple is actually more inclined towards the Demon Race? Holding the Qianlong Lantern Festival and luring the old guys to the capital of Qiuzhou, wouldn't that make it easier for them to succeed in the Ash Region of the Far West?"

The Du'e Temple Immortal Master smiled bitterly, "I am human, and of course I hope that Du'e Temple will support the Zuoqiu Courtyard. But the rules of Du'e Temple are greater than anyone else's will. Let me ask you, even without this exercise of the Qianlong Lantern Festival, if the Zuoqiu Courtyard were to contend for the world, would the Ash Region of the Far West not have intervened? Would the Netherworld of the Departed not have taken advantage of the situation to invade?"

"All the variables and hidden forces at the Qianlong Lantern Festival will still unfold amidst the struggle for power."

"Now that we've had a rehearsal, you're also prepared, so it's perfectly fair."

"I think the Du'e Temple simply believes that choosing the Far West Ash Region will quell the turmoil in the Lingxiao Shengjing more quickly. Hmph!" The Scholar-robed Old Man looked down at the battle situation in Qiuzhou City as if examining a battlefield sand table, and sneered, "What if we happen to win?"