Is it like a nail, firmly nailed to the spot, being attacked from both sides?
Or should we retreat in time, preserve our strength, and wait for another day?
The answer is self-evident.
Two days later, the Supreme Ship carried a group of righteous cultivators away, leaving behind a dreamlike rainbow in the sky.
Although some people with their own agendas remained, none of them had the courage to confront the demonic sect's forces head-on.
Lin Yi arrived at Incense Valley once again, but this time he entered with the air of a conqueror.
The Mountain and River Hall is a very tall and magnificent hall, and it does indeed have a somewhat domineering air about it.
Lin Yi quietly admired it, wondering if the ancestors of Fenxiang Valley had also dreamed of one day making this hall the most magnificent in the world when they built it.
Incense Valley is beautiful, but unfortunately, it will soon become a brutal battlefield.
The battlefield between humans and the beastmen of the southern frontier.
In recent days, some people who were lucky enough to escape have managed to get out through the dark paths in the Ten Thousand Mountains.
The Zhuang, Miao, Tu, Li, and Gaoshan ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang have all become history.
Within the Demonic Sect, there were also calls to evacuate. Even the Incense Valley had already fled. Why should they alone bear the brunt of this catastrophe?
The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, the Longevity Hall, and the Joyful Union Sect are all making moves, and public sentiment is in an uproar.
Although the four major sects of the Demonic Cult are all located in the southwest of the Divine Continent, and can only hide for a short time, no one is willing to think that way.
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Chapter 127 Immortality
Incense Valley, Mountain and River Palace.
Lin Yigao sat on the throne, with three people standing below him: the Poison God, Yu Yangzi, and Lady Sanmiao.
After a long while, he said quietly, "In that case, if I don't agree, those people below will have to leave on their own."
Yu Yangzi stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "The hearts of the people are not to be ignored. I urge Your Majesty to make a decision as soon as possible."
Lin Yi shook his head, not particularly disappointed by the current situation.
As the saying goes, husband and wife are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly away separately.
Moreover, it's normal for a demonic sect, which he forcefully united, to have diverse members with differing opinions.
"With a sage king in the world, the people are united in their resolve. It seems I am ultimately not a qualified king."
As Lin Yi spoke, he slowly stood up, and the royal robe he was wearing transformed into a blood-red garment.
One experiment failed, but fortunately, the path of sainthood can lead not only to saintly kings, but also to saintly teachers, sages, and so on.
As the crimson light filled their vision, the three Poison Gods recalled the terrifying scene from five years ago: a river of blood stretching across the sky, annihilating everything.
"There are too many vicious spells that control people in the demonic sect, but I didn't use any of them, not out of mercy, but because they were simply not worth it."
Before the words were finished, a seven-colored divine light descended from the sky, transforming into a white bone dragon boat that crushed towards the three Poison Gods with arrogance, domineering power, and violence.
Two muffled groans were heard; the Three Wonders Fairy, being the weakest, couldn't even make a sound.
Lin Yi appeared at the bow of the ship, and with a wave of his hand, his clone transformed into a Tai Chi diagram and flew into his dantian. The five innate Tai Chi principles were perfected, giving him a sense of fullness, as if he could smash a mountain with a single punch.
The next moment, the Supreme Ship crashed through the Mountain and River Palace and headed south.
The Five Virtues Qi swirled at Lin Yi's fingertips as he murmured to himself, "Beast God, I hope you won't disappoint me."
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Southern Xinjiang, Tianshui Village.
This place was once the most prosperous place in the Ten Thousand Mountains, but now it is littered with corpses, and countless beasts and demons are roaring and venting their anger.
They were all transformed by the Beast God with malevolent energy, and harbor deep hatred for the human race in their hearts.
Lin Yi looked at the scene below, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected that completely refining the Profound Fire Mirror would cause the Beast God to be born prematurely, resulting in this irreversible catastrophe.
Even if he dropped everything and rushed over, it was already too late.
Seven-colored flames descended from the sky, igniting trees, corpses, and the earth... nothing escaped their flames, and everything was destroyed.
Amidst a chorus of panicked roars, countless beasts howled at the sky, their cries filled with anguish.
In the sky, the rolling black clouds suddenly stopped, as if the world had suddenly frozen. Then, a glimmer of light shone through the dark and silent clouds!
White, tiny glimmers of light!
In an instant, the dark clouds dispersed with a roar, like a raging wind sweeping across the sky, bringing with it a storm.
From the deepest part of the dark cloud, a huge vortex suddenly spun rapidly outward, sweeping up countless black clouds before dissipating without leaving a trace.
A young figure appeared, looking down at the bloody world with an expressionless face, like a legendary god.
The moment he appeared, all the beast demons suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and roared at that figure!
The roars of countless beasts filled the sky, and the dark clouds dispersed, as if a fierce aura was rising into the heavens, threatening to ascend to the highest heavens.
The boy in the sky was expressionless. His gaze swept across the battlefield below, and he was unmoved when he saw the beasts falling one by one in the flames, as if he had long since seen through these life and death.