The Great Powers Gather Again at Mount Sumeru

Hearing their eldest brother's anguished shout, the others couldn't help but tremble inwardly, their bodies jolting sharply.

They no longer had any impulse to practice their hands.

Without a second thought, they hurled all their treasures down at the group of great demons in a single, overwhelming barrage.

Han Su: "..."

Even among the demons, with three Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal demon kings present, facing hundreds of Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures now, they found it utterly unbearable.

Their bodies were covered in wounds, dense and numerous, looking extremely gruesome.

The three great demons, while shielding their subordinates behind them, tried to reassure them: "Brothers, don't be afraid. They may seem fierce now, but given their origins and cultivation, sustaining these treasures for long is no easy feat. We only need to hold out a little longer, and victory will surely be ours!"

Hearing this, the group of lads struck even harder.

Who the hell are you looking down on?!

In the end, after only half a day, under the relentless bombardment from Cuiwei and the others, the treasures of the great demons and demon kings began to waver and falter.

Cracks appeared one after another, causing the demons immense heartache.

Then, with a booming explosion, one great demon's treasure suddenly shattered outright.

This blast, like a chain reaction, instantly caused the remaining treasures to explode as well.

Seeing this, the three demon kings turned pale as death, no longer caring about the great demons behind them.

They transformed into gusts of demon wind, ready to flee.

They simply couldn't understand how cultivators who had just reached the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm could repeatedly activate Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Their origins clearly weren't that remarkable either.

But just then, Han Su and the others finally arrived.

"Want to leave? Have you asked us?!"

Under the three demon kings' horrified gazes, they pulled out hundreds of treasures.

Just like Cuiwei and his group, every single one was a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

"My life is over!!"

With a single scream, the three demon kings were instantly slain by the hundreds of Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Not even a trace of their spiritual light remained.

Seeing this, it was actually Cuiwei and the others who felt the sting, wanting to say something.

But catching sight of Han Su's stern expression, they shivered.

And dared not say a word.

Under Cuiwei and the others' deliberate attention, the great demons all perished one by one.

They intentionally left one great demon alive.

Seeing that Cuiwei and his group had spared its life, the great demon hastily bowed its head and said, "Spare me, Daoist, spare me! We had no choice either—it was those three demon kings who threatened me. I was forced to attack you all. I beg you to spare my life; I am willing to become your mount!"

Cuiwei said nothing in response, simply taking out a mirror and shining it on the great demon.

In an instant, the great demon's body stiffened, its consciousness gradually fading away.

And its entire life's experiences and memories surfaced clearly.

Seeing this, everyone began to watch.

But unexpectedly, this great demon's memories contained quite a bit of knowledge about the reproduction of the two sexes.

Han Su's expression darkened at the sight.

"Ahem, I don't know about that either," Cuiwei coughed lightly, quickly waving his hand to skip past those memories.

After skipping through most of it, Cuiwei and the others finally found what they were looking for.

After absorbing this information, Cuiwei and the group gained some understanding of the current state of the Great Desolation.

Just as Cuiwei had guessed earlier, the Fierce Beast from before was one of the protagonists.

If you can't find the book by its title, try searching by the author—maybe it just changed names!

What surprised Cuiwei about the other protagonist was that it turned out to be the Myriad Races of the Great Desolation.

From this great demon's memories, these Fierce Beasts had appeared in the Great Desolate lands long ago.

They were not only bloodthirsty but also completely devoid of intelligence.

However, because their bodies were comparable to Innate Spiritual Treasures, they were not something ordinary people could break.

So generally, few people went out of their way to provoke them.

But somehow, one Kalpa ago, all the Fierce Beasts had vanished.

Just when the Myriad Races of the Great Desolation thought the Fierce Beasts had faded from history, they came surging back.

And this time, it was as if they had gained intelligence, their movements orderly and methodical.

They began occupying territory after territory with regularity and discipline.

The Myriad Races of the Great Desolation scrambled to fight the Fierce Beasts.

But because a host of Great Powers had departed for the Outer Heavens, this battle saw the Myriad Races beaten back step by step.

Fortunately, a century later, those Great Powers returned from the Outer Heavens

and resolved to launch a counterattack against the Fierce Beast nest ten thousand years hence.

The Fierce Beasts, as if aware of the Myriad Races' plans, had reined themselves in considerably over the years, beginning to gather most of their scattered forces together.

After Cuiwei and the others finished absorbing this information, they slowly turned their gazes to Han Su.

Han Su spoke softly: "This information is not much different from what we gathered before. It should be true."

Cuiwei smiled lightly upon hearing this: "In that case, let us go and experience it. After all, Master sent us into this tribulation so we could undergo trials. How could we bear to cower here?"

Han Su nodded gently, her gaze sweeping slowly over the assembled group.

"This tribulation is extremely perilous. Some of us may fall, body and soul extinguished. But even in death, I do not wish for anyone to lose face for Master. Do you understand?"

"Heh, of course. Who knows, Master might be watching us from somewhere. If we shame him, even surviving wouldn't make us fit to return to the Hong Yuan Realm. Big Sister, you don't need to say it—anyone who disgraces Master will have me to answer to!"

"That's right, Big Sister, rest assured. We all understand!"

Hearing this, Han Su's expression gradually softened: "Very well. Let us go."

And so, the three thousand lads and lasses of the Hong Yuan Realm set out, heading toward Mount Sumeru as recorded in the great demon's memories.

Across the Great Desolation, various Great Powers used this brief respite to elevate their cultivation realms as much as possible.

Having obtained no small amount of Heavenly Dao Merit previously, their cultivation progressed at breakneck speed.

Thus, every day, countless celestial phenomena manifested across the Great Desolation.

And so, a hundred thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

At Mount Sumeru, a great many Primordial Wilderness Great Powers had now gathered.

At the head were naturally the Golden Immortals of the Origin, led by Luohu and Yangmei.

Adding Ancestor Lingmu and Ancestor Zaohua, who had broken through during these hundred thousand years, there were now twelve Golden Immortals of the Origin in total.

These were the few Chaos Demon Gods who had retained most of their memories.

That was precisely why their progress had been so swift.

Below them stood a host of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivators, their numbers several tenths greater than when they had set out for the Outer Heavens.

One could say that this gathering held the most top-tier experts of the Great Desolation.