Chapter 510: Chapter 449: Begin the Counterattack, the Strongest Weapon of the Human Clan
The mortal world was undergoing a great migration.
Millions of mortals were flying toward the central region of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance under the guidance of cultivators.
The migration destination lay within the circle drawn by Song Lin.
Though the relocation of billions of people seemed exaggerated, with everything running at full capacity, it would take merely two or three days.
Cultivators in the Qi Refinement Realm could fly. By flying slower and lower, one cultivator could carry fifty to one hundred mortals.
Those with higher cultivation in Core Formation could move tens of thousands at once, while Purple Mansion and Transcendence Tribulation cultivators were even more astonishing.
The total number of cultivators above Qi Refinement Realm in the Alliance, including those in Qi Refinement Realm, exceeded thirty thousand.
If all were Qi Refinement cultivators, they could transport 1.5 to 3 million people at a time.
In reality, this number could potentially increase three to five times.
"Come on, one by one, don’t panic, don’t trample each other."
The martial artist army directed mortals onto clouds, gourds, or other spells and magic artifacts summoned by cultivators one by one.
Among them, Donghua Taoist Sect cultivators made the most distinct impression, with almost every one summoning a hundred-meter Red Dragon.
This was Song Lin’s Guang Chengzi’s Qi Gong, a spell with a relatively low entry threshold, allowing cultivators to manipulate qi to confront enemies and even to fly.
Thus, Donghua Taoist Sect disciples, even those in the Fetal Breathing Stage, could fly—one of their hallmark features.
Students proficient in Qi Gong during the fetal breathing stage could even be sent to the Cultivation Forest for advanced training.
Across the Five States, everyone was relocating mortals in their own ways.
Those adept at Taoist Soldiers took charge of building simple dwellings.
Yunzhou City became the destination of Emperor Xia Wu Yi’s capital relocation.
Standing before him was a valiant woman, the Chief of Yinghua Jungle, Chuu Yun, a descendant of Chuu Yuying and a Human Immortal in the Martial Dao.
"Ensure order is maintained. Do not allow lowlifes to exploit the situation. If anyone stirs up trouble, they can be executed on the spot without needing to report."
Wu Yi instructed.
With the nation’s landmass expanding, Wu Yi himself had entered the Sixth Layer of the Qiankun Treasure’s Purple Mansion Realm, solidifying his position as a formidable figure.
"Understood."
"Also, instruct those adept at Taoist Soldiers to construct housing. Don’t focus on quality; there’s no need to lay foundations. Just create square modules and piece them together."
The housing was temporary and wouldn’t be needed beyond a few days.
If the war was lost, everyone would perish; if victorious, everyone would naturally have large houses.
Wu Yi held a plan that Song Lin had given him. According to the plan, the design of future cities would be vast, with the world divided into several megacities.
Each city would have a population exceeding ten million, encompassing numerous industries, while surrounding cities would stand sentinel like stars, forming a massive ecosystem.
Song Lin had previously remarked that this land could sustain a population far exceeding thirty billion.
The thousand-plus million square kilometers of land within the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance alone were sufficient to support thirty billion people.
Wu Yi was stunned by this vision.
Thirty billion people, millions of martial artist soldiers—how grand would such a spectacle be?
In the Eight Sceneries World, cultivators and swordsmen from the two forests continued to send humans into the Eight Sceneries World.
Under the Mother Tree of All Things, Wu Chen gazed at the gradually glowing Nine Tripods.
She sensed the power of the Nine Tripods growing continuously. Her current cultivation was the Ninth Layer of Qiankun Treasure—Transcendence Tribulation Stage.
Veiled in mystery, there seemed to be a crucial opportunity. Once grasped, she could complete the tenth layer and enter the Primordial Spirit Realm.
For mortals, reaching the Primordial Spirit might be arduous; for Wu Chen, it was merely the culmination of millennia of accumulated efforts.
But what exactly was this pivotal opportunity?
Time passed, and the demon armies of the Five Clans prepared to invade human territory.
The Black Heaven Law Realm and Witch God Heavenly King united, holding the demons at bay at the border.
They continued seeking opportunities to ally with the demons.
Unfortunately, the demons refused to cooperate, and the army, bolstered by two Harmonization-Level entities, kept them in retreat.
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Xuanzong Shangqing Dao Alliance.
Reports on the southern situation were laid out before Qingchen Heavenly Master, who examined them attentively.
Beside him stood a white-clad swordsman—Jianxin.
He was once hailed as the strongest below the Primordial Spirit Realm, defeated by Song Lin.
After years of seclusion, Jianxin had recently achieved his Primordial Spirit breakthrough and emerged.
Originally considering a chance to challenge Song Lin, he now found that the latter had become the Taoist Alliance Celestial Master.
"I am not his equal."
Jianxin stated matter-of-factly.
"Song Lin is indeed a man of great talent, but he lacks wisdom. He doesn’t understand the art of negotiation and compromise; his straightforward resistance is surely a path of self-destruction."
On principle, Qingchen supported Song Lin’s anti-demon stance.
Qingchen himself unequivocally championed demon resistance; otherwise, he wouldn’t have fought against demons to this point.
If not for his own strength, he could have easily defected to the demons and secured a prominent position.
"One should advance gradually, relinquishing minor interests while subtly accumulating strength—that is the King’s Way, where you surpass him."
Without adequate power, reckless demon resistance was tantamount to seeking death.
Though Qingchen ultimately erred, he still believed his approach was correct. Had Jian Wuliang maintained composure and successfully advanced, humanity’s current plight would be far better.
"So the Heavenly Master also deems this battle a certain defeat?" Jianxin queried.
"Certain defeat. Both the Crane Lord and Whale Master are Harmonization-Level Demons. There’s no hope for victory; we can simply stand by to observe while they stall the demons for us."
Jiuxiao Demon Country.
Two Celestial Masters schemed to invade the land of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance during the demon invasion.
With the Copper Dragon Demon Lord backing them, they feared neither Harmonization Demon Masters.
No one believed the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance’s three Dao Alliances could possibly withstand the demon army.
The defeats of two Dao Alliances in Black Heaven had already proved this point.
Proactive searches from the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance kept the demon commander cautious, yet the battle line continued to advance into human territory.
At this rate, within three days, the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance would face annihilation.
In the World in the Pot, atop an enormous dharma altar, five Celestial Masters and three calculation experts were refining pills.
By his side stood Taihua Heavenly Master, tending to the furnace fire.
All he needed to do was oversee the pills; everything else was left to others.
Within the Eight Trigrams Furnace, three golden "suns" were taking shape.
They were the Nine-Transformation Golden Pills of Tribulation Crossing, whose fragrant aroma filled the air, making those who inhaled feel a surge in their Taoist Realm.
"So these are the Nine-Transformation Golden Pills?"
It was Song Lin’s first time witnessing pills of such potency. In terms of effectiveness, these pills were a billion times stronger than the Rejuvenation Pill.
If consumed by a cultivator of Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill, the pill would likely immediately propel them into the Nine-Transformation Realm.
Of course, this didn’t mean experts cultivating Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill could become mass-produced.
Due to the pill’s overwhelming potency, only those at Purple Mansion Peak or Transcendence Tribulation Stage could fully refine it.
Nine-Transformation, blessed with the unyielding might of the Vajra Body, could even transcend realms to combat Primordial Spirit cultivators.
Back then, even Tianhe had failed to subdue him, instead relying on sealing and confinement spells.
The pill was steadily taking shape.
Everyone handled their tasks attentively, pooling their strength—a unified spirit that enraptured all, even the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master to an extent.
No! The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master discreetly observed Song Lin.
If he struck now, could he reclaim his position?
No—he would wait for another chance.
That monstrous being’s whereabouts were unknown. Despite his reluctance to admit it, the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master had decided to test whether solidarity among these individuals could truly succeed.
"Hmph, don’t let me catch you slipping."
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master was unwilling to relinquish hope.
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The sky was cloudless, the sun blazed.
Boom!
Suddenly, black clouds rapidly enveloped the clear sky, plunging the earth into darkness.
Countless green clouds and blood mist carried all manner of grotesque demons.
Mountains resembling giant turtles, whale chickens towering like mountain ranges, white cranes with wings spanning a thousand miles, Dragon Giants of unimaginable heights, and hundred-mile-wide giant floating fish.
The world seemed to face its doom, overwhelming with demons so massive that mere glimpses of them felt unbearable.
On the back of the Giant Turtle Demon Monarch stood two figures.
The one on the right had white hair and white brows, surrounded by swirling winds, donning radiant feathered robes with an immortal-like demeanor.
On the left stood a muscular figure, his sinews knotted with explosive power.
They were the Crane Lord and Whale Master, Harmonization-Level Demons.
Strictly speaking, demons did not have a concept of Harmonization. Instead, through "reversion to ancestral state," they awakened their ancestral bloodline and Divine Skills.
This was one reason why Harmonization-level demons were so abundant.
Their gazes traversed miles, focused on the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance’s territory.
"End it directly; let’s not waste effort."
The two demon lords were no fools, fully aware that Song Lin was the mastermind behind killing their envoy, making their primary target the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance.
"Hmph, not only will I annihilate it, but I’ll raise the humans as materials for Human Pills forevermore." Crane Lord Hee Ao coldly snorted.
As they neared the border of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance, thirty thousand demons halted, awaiting the commands of the two demon lords.
Hee Ao soared into the sky, transforming into a White Crane. With a single wingbeat, tangible gusts of wind stretched across thousands of miles.
The ferocious gusts shredded everything within reach.
The White Crane mastered the wind’s Great Dao, and Crane Lord’s personal action aimed to eliminate the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance in one move, undoubtedly serving as a warning to others.
Meanwhile, the Whale Chicken let out a deafening roar.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Mountains, rivers, and Earth Veins all trembled violently.
One wielded wind to cleanse the ground; the other used earthquakes to collapse mountains.
Whirling eyes of the wind expanded in the sky, and cores of Earth Veins pulsed underground.
The combined Divine Skills of the two demons were about to engulf two hundred thousand square kilometers—this was Harmonization-Level might.
Every movement carried cataclysmic Doomsday-level power.
"It’s over!"
Various factions witnessing this scene concluded that the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance was doomed.
Humans couldn’t withstand this; the demons were genuinely committed this time.
Who could possibly withstand those endlessly expanding destructive cores?
This battle spelled annihilation for humanity with no chance of survival.
Under a crimson sky where every being wailed, no measure seemed capable of halting the destruction.
From the depths of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance’s territory, countless people watched the advancing Heavenly Phenomena and the pulverized remnants beneath, pleading desperately in their hearts.
Boom! At that moment, a golden light pierced through the sky.
A tide of qi and blood stained the heavens crimson.
Whoa!
Numerous demons exploded instantly, their vitality soaring into the sky.
The blood-red energies converged into a colossal Copper Head Iron Forehead long-horned giant.
This was Chiyou—the Harmonization-level Chiyou!
"Human cultivators, hear my command: counterattack! Counterattack!"
Boom!
Song Lin, manifesting as a golden figure ten-thousand meters tall with three heads and six arms, appeared out of thin air, charging into the demon ranks and sounding the horn of humanity’s counterattack.
"Yes!!"
"Slay the demons!"
"Those demonic beasts deserve death!!"
The other Four Great Celestial Masters immediately emerged to lead humanity’s counterattack.
Chiyou’s blood-red eyes swept the surroundings, his gaze imbued with the essence of Military Dao, piercing demons’ eyes into bloodshed, sometimes causing instant death.
"Heh, I’ll start by devouring you, old bird!"
Boom!
Chiyou charged toward Hee Ao, soaring through the sky.
The Demon King emerged; humanity’s ultimate weapon revealed its savage fangs!