Chapter 1338: The War Begins

"Likong, are you provoking the True Venerables?" Venerable Weiyang spoke again.

"Without rules, there will be no order." Venerable Dongchen also spoke.

The atmosphere in the void suddenly became solemn. Indeed, this little thing would not cause the True Venerable to show up, but Venerable Weiyang and Venerable Dongchen, as the second-in-command of the Wendao Pavilion and the Tianxing Palace, if they did not show up at this time, where would the dignity of the super sect be?

The Sky-Bearing Giant glanced at Venerable Gengyang, as if weighing the pros and cons. After a moment, he said, "For the sake of the True Venerable, I can take a step back. After today, these demon kings will never enter the chessboard realm again. How about it?"

As he said that, the giant looked to his side.

The Red Scale Demon Venerable hurriedly made a vow. More than 3,000 peerless demon kings, including not only his disciples but also helpers borrowed from the Demon God Realm, would definitely owe him a lot of favors if all of them died.

As long as these demon kings could be rescued, a mere oath would not mean much.

After a while, the Red Scale Demon Venerable rescued all the demon kings in the small space and fled away.

Clang!

Venerable Gengyang put away the magic sword.

The Sky-Bearing Giant smiled, turned and left, and the soul thoughts in the void also dissipated one after another. A storm disappeared into thin air.

…

A few days later, at the edge of the chessboard space.

The giant stood in the air, and Venerable Ruoshui stood next to him, with a rather strange look on his face.

Not long after, the Red Scale Demon Venerable came from a distance.

“It seems that Daoyou has already settled those demon kings,” the giant laughed loudly, “The details of the Eight Eyes Divine Cult have been explored clearly, and now it’s time to really start.”

“How to start?” The Red Scale Demon Venerable frowned slightly.

In the fight in Douxiao Realm, they had been completely defeated. Without thousands of peerless demon kings, the Youkong Palace alone could not even resist the warships of the human race’s superpowers.

"Of course, we should send the True Realm," continued Ruoshui Venerable, "Isn't the fourth hall master of Youkong Palace the best candidate?"

"Chen Fan--"

The Red Scale Demon Venerable's eyes moved slightly, and then he nodded.

Chen Fan, the high priest, came from the Eight Eyes Divine Religion and was expelled from the sect. The two sides had a deep grudge, and using him as an excuse was indeed the best choice.

Of course, it was not just Chen Fan alone. The four Changli sects and the Red Scale Demon Venerable would send the ninth-grade ancestors to help.

The three discussed for a moment, and then left to prepare for the next battle.

...

At the same time, the priests of the Eight Eyes Divine Religion's Sun Platform came to Dingyin Mountain one after another, including Yan Sushi and Gu Yue.

In the meeting hall.

More than a dozen figures sat cross-legged on both sides, each of them was a top powerhouse. Since the Ji brothers and sisters stationed in Dingyin Mountain and began to pave the way for scientific and technological civilization, Gu Xiuyun sent back many origin spiritual fruits and focused on cultivating priests in the sect.

"The four Changli sects and Youkong Palace will start soon. We have no way out in this battle."

Yan Sushi looked around, her pretty face full of murderous intent.

After ten thousand years, Yan Sushi is no longer the girl she was back then. Now she is the actual ruler of the Eight Eyes Divine Religion, the highest-ranking leader, with countless disciples.

"High Priest, Dingyin Mountain is just a branch. Is it worth our desperate efforts?" A Divine Religion priest couldn't help but speak, with some unwillingness on his face.

If they were fighting for the Divine Religion's main altar and the Tianji Pan World, they would have no regrets, but it was just a branch of the Divine Religion established by Ji Wenshan, and everyone was still a little unwilling in their hearts.

"If we don't fight now, the three disasters and nine tribulations will come in ten thousand years, and the high priest will die. Do you think we can still survive?" Yan Sushi shouted angrily, "As long as the high priest is alive, even if we all die, the Divine Religion will not disappear. Thousands of years later, everyone present can return to the Divine Religion."

The priests on both sides lowered their heads.

They didn't understand what the relationship between Dingyin Mountain and the Taoist Ximing was. It was just a branch of the Divine Religion. Even if it was really destroyed, what would happen?

Gu Yue sat on the side, saying nothing.

…

In the River of Life and Death, the green figure was still absorbing the power of the catastrophe. The situation in Dingyin Mountain was within his expectations.

Although Venerable Likong and Patriarch Tianji were on the same side, their goals were different.

Patriarch Tianji wanted to destroy technological civilization, and at the very least, he had to suppress the growth of human superpowers until the three disasters and nine tribulations came.

And

Venerable Likong wanted the golden worm. The survival of technological civilization was meaningless in his eyes.

If Patriarch Tianji came in person, he would definitely destroy all human technology without hesitation and erase the memory of living beings.

But Venerable Likong...did not know the importance of technological civilization.

Gu Xiuyun even suspected that the other party still did not know his true strength. After all, many things could not be said by a small Ruxuan Zhenren.

"Changli Four Sects, it's time to settle the grudges between us."

Likongmen used hundreds of millions of mortals to set up a trap, so that Gu Xiuyun was trapped in the karma of cause and effect, and almost cut off his path. He never forgot this account.

Huh!

A stream of true energy was swung out, pulling the Xuanyin inkstone and the black-patterned golden pig to his side. Then, Gu Xiuyun turned his hand into a knife, tore open the void barrier, and walked into the water flow space.

There was nothing here, except for the gurgling water, and no trace of the Yin corpse could be seen.

The fourth layer of the void has already involved the origin of space. Even the Yellow Springs dead air cannot touch this level of space.

Unless the rules of the world in the endless void change drastically and turn into the rules of the abyss, the origin of space will evolve towards dead air.

Without the Yellow Springs dead air, there will naturally be no Yin corpses staying.

"It's time to return to the chessboard realm. After this battle, there will be no Changli Four Sects in the world."

...

At the foot of Dingyin Mountain.

Strong winds surged from the depths of the void, and the evil air currents flew around and hit the mountain wall, making a heavy roar.

On the top of the mountain, four figures stood side by side, looking into the distance.

On the far left was the colorless Arhat, a bald monk who used to be sloppy and sloppy, but now he was particularly serious.

Beside the Arhat were Yan Sushi and Gu Yue.

After ten thousand years of practice, Yan Sushi's strength has made great progress. With the addition of the origin spirit fruit and many strange medicines, her strength is increasing day by day.

Gu Yue's body was filled with faint fluctuations of true energy, and her breathing was almost non-existent, but from her sharp eyes, one could feel the awe-inspiring aura.

……

PS: Today, Taizhou is conducting nucleic acid tests for all people. It's a bit late. I will make up for it slowly after 12 o'clock. Please forgive me.