Declaring War on the Lord of the Desolate Heavens

Above the sky, the blue-robed Daoist stood proudly among the clouds.

He casually glanced down at the surroundings.

"A group of fish, released into the wild for hundreds of thousands of years, has yet to produce many suitable Yin Spirit..."

He was quite dissatisfied.

These Yin Spirit of the Yin Realm believe that the Hall of True Gods and the Deity blessings are fortuitous opportunity for transcendence, but they do not know that this is nothing more than bait!

When the bait is released, these Yin Spirit will gather like a school of fish.

The most talented and strongest Yin Spirit will also arrive, kneeling and waiting to be chosen.

They would select those Yin spirits with suitable Yin Spirit and bring them to the Yang Realm, where they would be a special Cultivation Resources for the people of the Yang Realm.

Similarly, in order to keep the bait attractive, they will help some of the selected fish become strong.

--This is the origin of the Yang Forbidden Land.

Once you receive their help and become a being in the Yang Forbidden Land, you can almost live forever and continue to be nourished by Yang energy.

After all, to keep the fish interested in the bait, you need to raise one or two plump fish.

With such a "role model" who has received Deity favor, the fish will flock to kneel and wait to be chosen.

Once the most gifted fish in the school are selected, the Yang Realm will begin a large-scale destruction.

After all, the suitable Yin Spirit have been selected, leaving only useless Yin Spirit. Useless Yin Spirit take up too much living space, which is not good for the growth of the subsequent fish population.

These foolish fish call this destruction a calamity!

Ridiculous.

These chives, they keep growing, one crop after another!

The blue-robed Daoist shook his head and glanced at the many imperial clans, Sub-Emperor Clan, and royal clans kneeling below.

Compared to the first few eras when they were first caught, the quality of the fish now... has declined too much, he couldn't help but shake his head.

However, the Yin Realm is doomed, and this is the last hunt; there is no time to select so many.

"I, on behalf of the gods, bestow blessings!"

He raised the jade bottle, and in an instant, light shone forth.

Wisps of Yang energy suddenly descended, accompanied by golden light.

Among the countless geniuses kneeling below, a very small number were chosen by a ray of light.

That wisp of Yang energy then entered their bodies!

"Great! I've been chosen! I've been chosen! I've received the blessing of the Deity!"

A young man from the Golden Crow Clan was dancing with extreme excitement; he was the Holy Son of the Golden Crow Clan!

"Hahaha... After waiting for ten thousand years, I have finally received divine favor!"

An old man, his laughter echoing through the heavens, was the Old Saint King of the Peacock Clan. Though old, his talent had once been unparalleled in his time!

"Is this the gaze of the Deity? I feel warm and comfortable all over... Thank God!"

The Peacock Clan's Saintess trembled with excitement and prostrated herself before the heavens!

There were no fewer than three hundred clans present, including imperial and royal families.

However, no more than twenty clans can receive the favor of Yang energy!

Those groups that were not chosen are now in dire straits!

Not being chosen means missing out on the fortuitous opportunity of this lifetime.

It also means... that when facing subsequent calamities, one will not receive Deity protection!

"Divine messenger, our people have been loyal for five eons, please give us a chance!"

"Divine messenger, I am willing to give everything!"

Countless ethnic groups are pleading!

"The favor of the true God is all divine will, and no one can change it."

The blue-robed Daoist spoke indifferently, saying, "However, if one can slay the one who defies the gods, one can be exceptionally blessed by the Deity."

"In this world, there is a rebel against God!"

"That shameless woman who dares to call herself the Lord of the Desolate Heavens, Jiang Xue!"

"Kill him, and you will receive Deity blessings!"

The blue-robed Daoist spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, all the major imperial clans below were instantly shocked.

"Jiang Xue... the one who defies the gods!"

"That executioner, even the Deity wanted to kill her mother?"

"She deserves to die! Kill her! Only by killing her can we gain the favor of the Deity!"

For a time, countless imperial clans were abuzz with discussion!

Everything that happened in the Northern Immortal Realm had already spread throughout the world. Everyone knew that Jiang Xue had proclaimed herself the Lord of the Desolate Heavens, flattened the Tianluo Mountain Range in the Yang Forbidden Land, and unified the Northern Immortal Realm.

Previously, the imperial clans had been wary and dared not invade their territory.

But now the divine messenger has spoken...

"My Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan will fight to the death with those who defy the gods!"

The Old Saint King of the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan stood up abruptly, his killing intent boiling!

"Our clan will immediately launch Clan War to annihilate that executioner!"

Those who defy the gods will surely die!

"Lord of the Desolate Heavens, you deserve to die!"

In an instant, all the major imperial clans spoke up!

In the heavens above, the divine messenger nodded calmly and said:

"Very good!"

"These nine are favored by the gods, and they will lead the campaign against those who rebel against the gods."

As he spoke, nine emperors stepped out from behind him.

These were none other than the nine emperors from Nine Emperor Mountain!

"Greetings to the chosen one!"

"Greetings to the chosen one!"

All peoples worship!

On the same day.

Within the Imperial Dao City, countless battle cries echoed outwards!

"The Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan will launch a full-scale invasion of the Northern Immortal Realm!"

"The Sky Swallowing Python Clan and Jiang Xue are sworn enemies!"

"The Peacock Emperor Clan will surely punish those who defy the gods!"

Hundreds of tribes roared in war!

And at this moment.

Imperial Dao City.

A middle-aged man arrived, looking travel-worn.

Seeing the magnificent Imperial Dao City before him, his eyes were filled with excitement!

"I, Lao Ao, have arrived at the Imperial Dao City!"

He was overwhelmed with emotion!

Since escaping the Northern Immortal Realm, he has traveled all the way across the Northern Region of the Central Immortal Realm.

We have arrived in Zhongzhou.

He was overjoyed to learn of the birth of the Hall of True Gods on his journey.

Perhaps only a true God can save me from this life of misfortune and cursed fate?

As long as I can latch onto the High God... I refuse to believe I can still be so wicked!

He walked towards the city, full of anticipation.

But, right now.

Suddenly, a series of spaceships flew out from within the Imperial Dao City.

"The Peacock Clan is declaring war on the Northern Immortal Realm!"

"We must kill the Lord of the Desolate Heavens!"

"Slaughter the entire Northern Immortal Realm, annihilate the Northern Wasteland!"

A series of fierce battle cries emanated from the warships!

Upon hearing these terrifying words, Ao Wushuang was immediately stunned!

He looked utterly incredulous!

Damn it...

What's going on here...?

"Hey brother, what's going on in the city? Why are they all heading to the Northern Immortal Realm?!"

He stopped a cultivator and asked him nervously!

"The messenger of the true god has spoken: the Lord of the Desolate Heavens is a rebel against the gods and deserves to die! All the major imperial clans must now wage war against the Northern Immortal Realm!"

The cultivator finished speaking in a hurry and left.

Ao Wushuang stood there, stunned!

Are these imperial family members insane?

Is this Deity lunatic?!

Oh shit...

No, we can't go to Imperial Dao City.

Even if there are Deity in the city, the thought of that Small Mountain Village... makes his scalp tingle!

Stay as far away from them as possible!

He turned and ran!

But at this moment, in the sky...

Nine emperors were passing by in the sky.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a look of surprise flashed in Jiang Hanshuang's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Beside her, a white-haired emperor asked a question.

"That person... is the former Quasi-Saint Son of the Heavenly Human Clan. He actually returned alive from the Northern Wasteland?"

She pointed down at Ao Wushuang, who was fleeing!

"He actually survived Jiang Xue's clutches? This person is no ordinary individual!"

The white-haired emperor was slightly startled, as were the other emperors.

"Let's go take a look!"

Jiang Hanshuang spoke, and in the next instant, the nine emperors had already descended!

They landed directly in front of Ao Wushuang.

"Ao Wushuang, right? I think I remember your name correctly."

Jiang Hanshuang glanced indifferently at Ao Wushuang.

Ao Wushuang stopped, looking at the familiar Frost Emperor before her...

His heart tightened immediately.

Oh no... how did I run into someone I know here?

"Greetings... Greetings, Frost Emperor!"

Ao Wushuang hurriedly bowed.

Get up.

Jiang Hanshuang spoke calmly, saying:

"Tell me, how did you survive?"

A hint of doubt flickered in her eyes!

"Your Frost Emperor, during the great battle, I was caught in the aftershocks and lost consciousness. When I awoke, everyone was dead, so I fled!"

Ao Wushuang forced herself to speak!

Absolutely do not admit that you led the army in and then fled... otherwise you're dead!

"This boy must be suspicious to have survived Jiang Xue's clutches. We must search his soul!"

At this moment, a middle-aged emperor standing nearby had an icy expression!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hanshuang's expression changed, and she said:

"Go ahead and search, I wouldn't dare!"

Her words were tinged with fear.

You must know that it was because you saw things you shouldn't have seen in the Northern Wasteland that your memories became tainted with the bizarre, driving you insane and insane!

It was only thanks to the adults' intervention that all memories of the Northern Wasteland were completely erased, allowing him to revive.

Search Ao Wushuang's soul; what if there's something extraordinary inside...?

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged emperor who had spoken earlier hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"Never mind, I was just kidding, don't take it seriously."

The other emperors also had complicated expressions. This Ao Wushuang was just a minor cultivator at the Four Luminaries Realm, yet he could make even emperors wary of him!

The Frost Emperor thought for a moment and said, "However, this person should be fine."

"Previously, I placed a restriction on his consciousness; if he had any disloyalty, he would have died long ago."

As she spoke, she suddenly looked at Ao Wushuang and said:

"I appreciate your loyalty, how about I bestow upon you a great fortuitous opportunity?"

Ao Wushuang was already nervous, and upon hearing the words "great fortuitous opportunity," she trembled even more.

Damn it, the last guy who talked about a great fortuitous opportunity is probably dead by now!

Can you please stop scaring me, Lao Ao, with those three words...?

But before he could speak, Jiang Hanshuang had already waved.

A massive spaceship suddenly fell from the sky.

On the spaceship, a middle-aged man was greatly surprised to see the nine emperors and hurriedly bowed:

"Greetings to the Nine Holy Emperors!"

This middle-aged man is none other than Du Tun Tian, the Holy Lord of the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan!

He was preparing to lead his men back to his clan and rally them to attack the Northern Immortal Realm!

"Considering the past relationship between your clan's Ancestor Emperor and me, I will grant your clan a fortuitous opportunity."

The Frost Emperor spoke calmly, pointing at Ao Wushuang:

"This man's name is Ao Wushuang. He has been to the Northern Wasteland. With him leading the way, your clan will be more secure!"

Upon hearing this, Du Tun Tian was overjoyed. He stepped forward, grasped Ao Wushuang's hands, and said:

"Brother Ao, this wave is counting on you!"

He was extremely excited!

Ao Wushuang was completely dumbfounded.

Go, go to the Northern Wasteland?

What kind of lunatic is this?!

However, at this moment, he had absolutely no right to refuse!

He looked up at the sky, filled with grief and indignation!

Damn it, when will this ever end?!