Five divine swords, five sword spirits...
Zhu, Min, Ning, Qing, and Zui sat upon the Five-Direction Platforms.
They replaced the five sets of withered bones and grasped the five-element chains...
Xu Xian circulated his heart manual, activated the formation, and resealed the Sky Gate.
However, reshaping this formation would take time, and Xu Xian was in a hurry.
But he knew this matter could not be rushed.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister,"
"Hold on, it will be fast..."
He muttered to himself, offering self-comfort.
The Little Book Spirit reminded him, "Master, don't be distracted..."
Xu Xian understood and temporarily cast aside his stray thoughts.
In Fanzhou,
In the Northern Borders, the High North, and the Wild River, the three great battles continued, locked in a stalemate.
The battle on the High North Ice Field was the fiercest.
The battle outside the Wendao Sword Sect was the most tragic.
The Sword Qi Great Wall, however, was holding up fairly well.
Bai Ze had been severely injured in the past, and his cultivation had been damaged. Eight years of recuperation had ultimately been a drop in the bucket; the East Desolation's beast gods were already few and far between.
Yao Xiqiao's pressure was not great; he moved across the wilderness with ease.
The beast tide of a million creatures slammed into the high wall, but the sword formations accumulated over eight years blocked them all, standing firm.
The beast tide desperately charged the wall, while the beast gods clumsily dealt with Yao Xiqiao...
Bai Ze's already pale face grew even more unsightly.
The strength of the saint before him exceeded his imagination.
It was far more troublesome than he had anticipated.
Who could have thought that this least renowned saint of the Wendao Sword Sect would be so powerful?
He had truly kept a low profile...
Bai Ze couldn't help but feel ridiculous about his past thoughts.
He had once believed that as long as the traveling Li Taibai died, the East Desolation could reclaim its lost territory.
Eight years ago, when Yun Zheng swept through the East Desolation, he could still find an excuse for himself.
It was because Yun Zheng held a divine sword.
That was why they were defeated.
But today, the man before him held only an immortal sword, yet he could still suppress them until they couldn't even lift their heads.
If the other three came as well...
The East Desolation would be annihilated in an instant.
And then there was that boy who had risen to fame...
At the thought of this, he became restless, and his determination to destroy the Wendao Sword Sect grew even stronger.
Now, if the Wendao Sword Sect was not destroyed, the East Desolation would surely be wiped out in the future, without even the power to fight back...
Beneath the Fanzhou continent.
In a pitch-black subterranean abyss, a pair of eyes also quietly watched all of this.
Between a pair of blood-red giant eyes, a light screen condensed into countless images, like a rehearsal of illusions.
It perfectly replicated everything happening in Fanzhou at this moment.
The chaotic battle in the North Sea.
The assault on the Wild River.
The melee at the Wendao Sword Sect.
Even that sudden sword intent and the current fluctuations in the fortune of all Fanzhou were clearly detected.
He knew that the boy named Xu Xian must have obtained another divine sword and built another floor of the Sword Tower.
This added a layer of worry to his heart.
How long had it been since the matter of the Emperor's Tomb?
Only a month.
This boy, who had rejected him, had actually risen two stages in a row.
Looking back at himself, his plan had only just begun to be implemented.
The time difference between the two was too great, reminding him of the sword the boy had unleashed in the Emperor's Tomb that day.
That sword still left him with lingering fears.
He worried that if he allowed this child to continue growing, he might actually beat him to it before he could break free from his cage.
He knew that the boy was currently reshaping the formation to seal the Sky Gate.
Once it was finished, he would be able to calm this storm effortlessly.
Then, in the near future, or even now, he would be able to free his hands to deal with him.
Just like in the Emperor's Tomb, he would shatter his plans one by one.
This was something he could not allow.
He couldn't gamble.
He didn't want to suffer another loss at Xu Xian's hands.
Therefore, he had to do something...
The Wendao Sword Sect had to be destroyed.
A flash of startling light crossed his blood-red eyes.
Then, within the illusions before him, another layer of illusion condensed.
In the image was a deep marsh.
Inside the marsh, iron chains crossed the river, and a giant beast was sleeping. Its breathing was heavy and powerful, indicating a very deep sleep.
At its nostrils, a snot bubble grew larger and smaller with its breathing...
"Lin!"
The Sovereign's voice rang out in that marsh across the light screen.
With a pop, the snot bubble burst.
The giant beast slowly opened its eyes, first in confusion, then in a daze, and finally with burning excitement.
It looked up and asked in fear and trepidation, "Sovereign, is it you? You've awakened as well?"
The Twilight Emperor did not answer at all, getting straight to the point: "I need you."
"At your command!" it quickly stated its stance.
The Twilight Emperor informed it of all his thoughts and orders.
It did not refuse, but its face showed a look of difficulty.
"Sovereign, it's not that I'm unwilling, but the Li family has placed a trapping formation here. My spirit body cannot leave this place."
"I will assist you. Just go and do it..."
It immediately agreed, saying firmly, "Understood!"
...
In a short while, a massive vortex suddenly appeared in the center of the thousand-mile lake in the heart of the Great Desolation.
The lake water poured in, and huge waves surged.
The guards of the Bai Ze lineage stationed at the Divine Moon Pool were all tense upon seeing this, unsure of what was happening.
"What's going on?"
"Has something happened?"
In the next second, before they could figure out the reason, countless water dragon pillars shot into the sky from the center of the vortex.
They finally converged beneath the sky, forming a massive sphere of light made of water.
Then, the water screen exploded, and the deluge crashed down toward the lake like a river hanging from the heavens.
The thousand-mile lake surface was instantly whipped into monstrous waves.
In the center where the water screen exploded, a giant beast revealed its true form.
Some did not recognize it and were filled with shock. "What is that?"
Others recognized it and shouted excitedly, "It's the Ancestor! The Ancestor has awakened! This is wonderful..."
It was a Qilin, a water Qilin.
With the body of a dragon, the antlers of a deer, the tail of an ox, and the legs of a horse...
Its entire body was surrounded by a layer of grey mist.
A terrifying aura emanated from it and spread out.
Its pressure was even stronger than that of the massive waves before them.
The guard would not mistake it; this was the Ancestor, the common forefather of the East Desolation's demonic beasts. He had been fortunate enough to see it beneath the Divine Moon Pool before.
Back then, it was sleeping. Today, it had awakened.
It was exactly the same.
The giant beast ignored the few gazes, treating them as mere mortals peering at a god.
It spoke to itself in a frenzy, "Hahaha, I'm free..."
That voice rang in its mind again.
"Time waits for no one. Go."
It set aside its excitement and set off as ordered, heading straight for the battlefield at the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Once again, it ignored the guards responsible for watching this place.
"What do we do?"
"Quick, report to the Sovereign! Tell him the Ancestor has awakened!"
"Hahaha, heaven bless the demon race! With our Ancestor awake, how can the Wendao Sword Sect win?"
Outside the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Yao Xiqiao, who was fighting a bloody battle, sensed a terrifying aura approaching from beyond the sky.
He withdrew from the fight and looked up.
The several great demons entangled in battle with him also turned their heads in unison...
Like Yao Xiqiao, their thoughts were in chaos.
What happened? Where did this aura come from?
The answer was unknown.
The aura spread, and a river of light extended from the depths of the Great Desolation all the way to the center of the battlefield...
Upon the river of light, a giant beast was galloping across the airborne river.
"Little mortal soul, I have come to meet you..."
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