Decades have passed.
Many of the low-level ferocious beasts in that Reincarnation Purgatory were killed by cultivators from the Immortal Realm.
A new generation of practitioners has also begun to take the stage and show their talents.
Many geniuses have emerged in the Immortal Realm, and the most illustrious are naturally the disciples of the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace.
After all, the Daoist techniques taught by Han Xuanji were incredibly powerful, all top-tier skills from the Immortal Realm. In addition, each person possessed extremely excellent divine weapons and magical Law Treasure, making them all fully equipped when they went out.
To be honest, Han Xuanji has finally put to use the many Law Treasure he had signed in before, instead of letting them go to waste in the System Space.
During this period, the disciples of the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace also received real training, and there were no casualties.
The most prominent among Qin Qilin. He was already a renowned genius in the Immortal Realm, and now that he had joined the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace, he naturally received a lot of attention.
Compared to the early stages of the war, the number of ferocious demons has decreased significantly recently.
Now that these ancient powerhouses have emerged, the real battle has begun.
"Is it finally about to begin?"
In his spare time, Han Xuanji would also observe the situation in the Nether Sea and wait patiently.
Han Xuanji had witnessed the battles over the years. The truly powerful ancient beings had not yet emerged, clearly unwilling to live in the Land of Reincarnation and collude with the Devil Ancestor.
"If we could capture a few more guardian beasts of the mountain, that wouldn't be a bad idea?"
Han Xuanji pondered silently.
A being at the Hunyuan Taiji Realm guarding the gate sounds pretty good.
at the same time.
Several figures rose up, stepping into the Nether Sea.
They stood separately, each with a dignified and composed demeanor, and varied in form, some humanoid and some beast-like. However, the aura emanating from each of them was as deep as an abyss and as powerful as a mountain, all clearly at the Hunyuan Taiji level, with some even vaguely touching upon higher thresholds.
His gaze swept across the battlefield below, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the Immortal Realm army standing ready for battle. Most of them were indifferent and calm, while a few were scrutinizing and amused. There was none of the frenzy of the creatures before.
Who rules this land now?
The questioner was an ancient being, resembling a Qilin, with a size comparable to a mountain in the Immortal Realm. Its four hooves trod on the void, causing ripples of dark purple flames to spread, and its aura had clearly reached the level of Hunyuan Taiji Daluo Golden Immortal.
These words caused the already tense atmosphere to freeze even more.
In the Immortal Realm realm, from the Heavenly Court Emperor Lord to Tongtian Rogue Cultivator, everyone felt an unprecedented and heavy pressure bearing down on them.
These beings are completely different from the previous ferocious demons that could be overwhelmed by sheer numbers and large formations. They are ancient giants who can influence or even overturn the course of a battle single-handedly!
Among the crowd from the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace, Xiao Hong concealed her cultivation level and followed behind the group, a hint of reminiscence appearing in her eyes.
"There are some old acquaintances."
A hint of amusement and reminiscence flashed in Xiao Hong's eyes as she muttered to herself:
" Xie Lin? I didn't expect this guy to still be alive... However, he seems much weaker than before."
He spoke casually, as if he were watching a lively gathering of old acquaintances.
"Senior Xiao Hong, do you recognize it?"
Li Taiqing asked.
"Of course I know him. He is a member of the Primordial Qilin Clan with extremely high bloodline, but he has an extremely volatile temper and has caused a lot of trouble, so he was imprisoned by the Dao Ancestor along with him."
Xiao Hong said lazily.
He was originally one of the ancient Devil God, but he was suppressed by the Nirvana Dao Venerable and imprisoned in a separate cell.
Upon hearing this, Li Taiqing nodded.
The Qilin is a sacred beast of the Immortal Realm, but that doesn't mean all Qilins are like this; clearly, the other one is an oddity.
"Finally... the really troublesome one has appeared!"
An elderly, white-bearded cultivator gasped, his voice hoarse.
"Judging from their aura, they are at least at the Hunyuan Taiji... These are all formidable figures who disappeared at the end of the Primordial Era!"
"The number isn't large, but each one is a tough nut to crack! This is troublesome!"
Several high-ranking cultivators from the Heavenly Court were discussing the matter animatedly.
The previous battles were undoubtedly too easy.
Clearly, this is just the beginning.
Previously, these were all minor incidents and didn't lead to any real decisions.
"They don't seem to be planning to make a move immediately?"
"Perhaps... we can talk? These beings may not simply seek destruction."
"Talk? What's the point of talking to these old fogies!"
"Reckless! Do you think Hunyuan Taiji is made of clay?"
Another ancient immortal rebuked him sternly.
"Which of these beings didn't emerge from mountains of corpses and seas of blood? If we rashly start a war, even if we win, what price will my Immortal Realm have to pay?"
Don't forget, if we fight these giants to the death right now, wouldn't that play right into the Devil Ancestor's hands and deplete the strength of our Immortal Domain?
There was much discussion and no consensus.
The pro-war and pro-peace factions were locked in a stalemate.
Amidst the commotion, at the heart of the Heavenly Court, the Supreme Deity Ziwei Star Emperor, with a solemn expression, exchanged glances with the other emperors beside him.
"How dare you!"
The Supreme Deity Ziwei stepped forward, his imperial robes fluttering without wind, his body radiating a vast purple qi that resonated with the stars in the sky.
His face was solemn, his gaze sharp, and his voice carried an undeniable authority:
"This world was created by the Immortal Ancestor and organized by the Dao Ancestor. The Lord of our Heavenly Court is the successor of the Immortal Ancestor and the direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor. He is ordained by Tianming and follows the Way of Heaven, spreads the virtue of Heaven, creates all things, and saves all living beings!"
This is the eternal and unchanging orthodoxy of the Immortal Realm, the supreme ruler revered by all spirits!
"You are ancient beings, but now that you have escaped your predicament and returned to this world, you should know what year and what order you follow!"
His Heavenly Emperor the Heavenly Emperor is benevolent and virtuous, and his rule is orderly, which is why the Immortal Realm is so prosperous today.
Instead of being grateful for the Dao Ancestor's mercy in sparing your lives, you dare to speak so arrogantly and even presume to overstep your bounds and receive an audience?
They truly lack respect for hierarchy and are ignorant of the ways of the world!
His words were righteous and forceful, instantly placing the Heavenly Court's position and authority in the spotlight. Many Immortal Realm cultivators nodded in agreement upon hearing them.
When these words reached the ears of the ancient giants standing in mid-air, they elicited only a cold, disdainful, and even somewhat absurd sneer and silence.
The first to react was the Evil Qilin that had asked the question.
In its enormous eyes, burning with dark purple flames, a flicker of astonishment first crossed its vision, as if it had heard an unbelievable joke, before erupting into deafening, maniacal laughter:
"Hahaha!"
The laughter shook the Nether Sea, causing waves to surge and ripples to spread throughout the space.
" The Heavenly Court? The Heavenly Emperor?"
The Evil Qilin's laughter was filled with undisguised contempt.
"Young man, the ' Heavenly Emperor ' you speak of, in terms of age and seniority, is probably not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
While I traversed the ancient times, drinking with the Star Gods and wrestling with the Ancestral Witch, the so-called ' Heavenly Emperor ' was probably still ignorantly cultivating in some corner of the world!
It leaned forward slightly, its massive head casting a shadow, and dark purple flames danced between its fangs.
"To let a greenhorn, a mere brat, rule over me? And expect me to obey his 'order' and be grateful for his 'favor'? Hahahaha! What a ridiculous farce!"