" Zou Heng! Zou Heng!"
"Why, why did you choose to be born into this Dragon Fate?"
"When you made that bet with me in the Western Continent, didn't you foresee this day coming?"
"What, you want to rebuild the Great Jin too? Are you crazy?!"
"Aren't you afraid of bringing the Ji Household back?!"
Lord Shang desperately resisted the attacks of the Three Venerables of the Yin-Yang School.
You also need to be careful to guard against the unexpected moves of Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding, and D.
The Mahayana practitioners of his own kind behind him were already overwhelmed and covered in wounds.
Both of their natal Spirit Artifact were shattered, their light flickering, clearly indicating they were nearing their limit.
What Lord Shang wants to know now is why the Three Venerables of the Yin-Yang School chose to submit to the Dragon Fate.
Was it his scheming, or was there some other reason?
Faced with Lord Shang's angry questioning, Zou Heng felt a pang of sorrow.
I want to say something, but I don't know where to begin.
In the end, all I could do was sigh deeply.
They said nothing more and continued their attack.
"Reversing the Yin-Yang School, the clouds of the eight extremes stir, and the Yin lines of the six directions are suppressed!"
Of the Three Venerables of the Yin-Yang School, only Zou Heng was a Late Mahayana.
The three are naturally similar and are also brothers of the same clan.
When combined with other lethal techniques, their effectiveness is doubled.
Zou Heng then performed Hand Seals.
A black and white Dao Laws appeared out of thin air.
It was filled with a strong sense of death, intertwined with the vitality of life.
Immediately afterwards, the two Yin-Yang School Mahayana behind him moved in unison.
With a flick of his fingers, a Bagua altar was suspended beneath the black and white Dao Laws.
It transforms into life and death, the Dao Laws ancient texts.
Another repairman raised his hand and pointed.
Ancient texts on life and death, like stars falling from the moon, crash down abruptly.
"Boom!"
Two ancient characters for "life and death" fell.
The entire sea area immediately began to churn.
Half of the sea was shrouded in deathly stillness, while the other half was booming with business.
They felt the power of that attack.
Lord Shang's expression changed drastically.
"Not good! It's the Three Venerables of the Yin-Yang School's combined attack!"
"Retreat immediately!"
Lord Shang forcibly activated his natal Spirit Artifact, rescuing himself from a distance of ten thousand miles.
His fellow clansmen, however, were not so fortunate.
His natal Spirit Artifact was destroyed by being struck.
The Spirit Artifact trembled, and a sense of sorrow and fear permeated the air.
The magical light emanating from the artifact dimmed instantly.
"My treasure!"
He watched as his Spirit Artifact was struck by this combined attack.
This Legalist School Mahayana was filled with anger and frustration.
His body sluggish for half a breath before the ancient characters slammed into his protective spiritual energy.
The next second.
His protective spiritual energy suddenly shone brightly.
It was as if they had received endless Spiritual Power.
As the light grew brighter, the expression on the face of the Legalist School Mahayana became increasingly terrified.
"No... no, no!"
"No!"
"Aaaaaah!"
"Bang!"
Amidst the mournful screams, the Legalist School Mahayana exploded with a deafening roar.
His body shattered on the spot like a tattered rag.
Even flesh and internal organs were instantly vaporized.
The Primordial Spirit then vanished.
With its master dead, the already severely damaged Spirit Artifact fell into the abyss at the bottom of the sea.
The combined attack of the Three Venerables of the Yin-Yang School possesses a power comparable to that of a Great Perfection expert.
Bone Evil watched the Three Venerables of the Yin-Yang School take the lead in killing the enemy, he glanced sideways, revealing a hint of apprehension.
Then they showed no mercy.
"How dare a Middle Mahayana practitioner resist the true master?"
"Bring your life here!"
The Bone Evil they had been unable to subdue for so long, were filled with rage.
With a roar, he swung his wood-chopping knife once more.
He used all his strength in that attack.
The principles of Dao Laws and magical Law Power were poured into his entire body.
The full power of Mahayana Perfection was fully displayed.
Before the woodcutter's axe even fell, its sharp and menacing aura had already terrified the Early Mahayana Technique School cultivator.
He looked terrified and couldn't run.
I can't live anymore.
After giving the Technique School leader one last fearful look.
The machete fell.
The sea, which will once again be dried up, will be split into deep trenches stretching for thousands of miles.
The Mahayana Technique School was also shattered.
"Boom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
"Master..."
The screams seemed to still echo.
Bone Evil waved his hand, dispelling the noise around him.
He raised his hand and retrieved the Mahayana Spirit Artifact of the Technique School that he had captured.
The aura of a ninth-tier Spirit Artifact had weakened.
Under his oppressive presence, they dared not offer the slightest resistance.
"The first one..."
"Kill nine more to receive the reward."
He glanced in the direction of Lu Li from afar.
Bone Evil raised his hand and presented the broken Spirit Artifact to Lu Li.
Then he turned around again to look at the two remaining Mahayana from the Central Continent, the head of the Technique School and the head of the Legalist School.
Hehehehe!
"It's your turn!"
He grinned widely, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
Bone Evil strikes again.
The subsequent battles were largely uneventful.
With the cultivation levels of Lord Shang in the Late Mahayana and the master of the Technique School in the Middle Mahayana.
How could they possibly withstand the combined attack of eight Mahayana practitioners?
Defeat is just the problem.
The Three Venerables of the Yin-Yang School deities unleashed their power once more, and the Bone Evil Cleaver slashed again.
Two people were injured in a single breath.
Two people died in an instant.
In less than three breaths, the two were killed by the combined forces of the Mahayana cultivators who swarmed them.
Even his Primordial Spirit couldn't survive.
A moment later.
Bone Evil stood respectfully in front of Lu Li, carrying four Storage Bag.
"Master, I have fulfilled my mission; all the enemy prisoners have been executed."
The Bone Evil, and the words were spoken simply and casually.
Behind Lu Li, the cultivators of the Dao Court watched as the four Mahayana from the Central Continent were slaughtered as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
I was stunned for a long time.
They were all startled awake only when Lu Li's clear voice rang out.
"Have someone clean up this place."
"I need to return to the Western Continent, Litian Prefecture City. You will all accompany me."
"At the same time, inform all cultivators in the Eastern Wasteland who Litian Dao Court's jurisdiction that they will be subject to military action in the Central Continent within one year... or at most one year."
Lu Li's voice was devoid of any emotion.
The sound, however, reached everyone's ears like thunder.
Changming, Changye, and the others are still reeling from the immense shock.
Master returned without a word.
Without a word, he brought eight Mahayana Venerable with him.
He then killed four more Mahayana from the Central Continent without saying another word.
Now, without a second thought, they're going to attack Central Continent.
Such a drastic change was simply unacceptable to everyone.
Lu Changming swallowed hard and asked cautiously.
"Master, the various schools in the Central Continent each have at least... more than ten Mahayana."
Should we really charge straight in?
"Yes, we need to be quick."
Lu Li did not explain when Lu Changming asked him the question.
His time is precious, and so are the responses from Hundred Schools.
The deaths of the four Mahayana of the Central Continent must have been a wake-up call for the Hundred Schools of thought in the Central Continent.
He needs to subdue the Hundred Schools as quickly as possible to cut off the danger from the Ji Household.
Otherwise, if a cultivator from any of the Hundred Schools were to forcefully enter the starry sky and inform the Ji Household of the affairs of the Eastern Wasteland.
That would be the worst-case scenario for Lu Li.
"Fortunately, the Hundred Schools are unlikely to inform the Ji Household of their Dragon Fate unless absolutely necessary..."
Considering the information he received from the Bone Mountain Supreme and from past secrets...
In the past, the Ji Household destroyed the Great Jin, killing three Supreme, including Li Taixuan, with a single palm strike, and injuring countless great cultivators.
Although the Hundred Schools did not suffer significant losses, they still witnessed the entire process of the Ji Household's destruction of the Dragon Fate.
They survived because Li Taixuan, along with the three Supreme, stood against the Ji Household.
Even so, a large number of cultivators still died.
This will inevitably also result in losses for the Ji Household.
If the Ji Household were to learn of the Dragon Fate in the Eastern Wasteland again, they might stage another repeat of the events of the Great Year.
Now that Li Taixuan is no longer there to shield them, Hundred Schools will inevitably suffer.
Thinking of this, Lu Li felt slightly relieved.
His gaze swept over the crowd in front of him, then lingered.
"Let's go back to the Western Continent!"