In the dark and solemn bronze hall.

In front of the eerie red jade altar, a deep purple spatial tunnel with a diameter of about two zhang, shrouded in auspicious light, quietly emerged. One figure after another walked out from it, each exuding a powerful and profound aura, far surpassing that of Zihuang and Lingxi.

The red jade altar and the spatial tunnel trembled slightly. Each time a new figure appeared, the tunnel’s light dimmed a bit, and the trembling became more intense, clearly indicating a significant consumption of energy.

These experts of the Heavenly Human Clan, both male and female, young and old, all had cold and expressionless faces. After emerging, they stood silently in line, waiting.

“Wonderful, so many Taiyi Golden Immortals and even Daluo-level elders…”

Zihuang, standing to the side, nervously estimated the remaining energy of the red jade altar while being overjoyed by the increasing number of powerful Heavenly Human Clan members. With such high-end combat power at her disposal, her actions here would become much easier, no longer fearing the constraints from the Calamity Fate Palace.

As the light of the spatial tunnel flickered and wavered, hundreds of figures had already appeared in the bronze hall, with about thirty percent being Daluo-level experts. This far exceeded Zihuang’s expectations, truly an unexpected delight.

However, just as the spatial tunnel was about to close, a vast and overwhelming force suddenly surged in, instantly expanding the tunnel several times over. Brilliant light burst forth, and the terrifying pressure left Zihuang and Lingxi breathless.

Two towering, indistinct figures emerged from the end of the tunnel, walking towards them with seemingly slow but actually fast steps, reaching them in just a few breaths.

When their steps crossed the spatial tunnel, Lingxi and Zihuang’s faces changed dramatically. They silently bowed, paying their respects with the highest courtesy of their clan.

The two who had just arrived were not ordinary Daluo-level experts but genuine Quasi Holy Emperors, terrifying beings close to the pinnacle of the Great Dao’s laws.

Behind them, the spatial tunnel flickered a few more times before finally dissipating into scattered light. Simultaneously, barely noticeable cracks appeared on the red jade altar, clearly indicating the extreme consumption and damage caused by the arrival of so many experts.

“Junior pays respects to Baiyuan Emperor and Yuanxi Emperor.”

Zihuang’s soft voice carried a hint of tremor. The two Quasi Holy Emperors were a man and a woman. The stunning woman in a robe adorned with nine-colored auspicious clouds and starlight was Baiyuan Emperor, the ancestor of Zihuang and Lingxi’s clan.

The burly, imposing middle-aged man in black Daoist robes was Yuanxi Emperor.

Among the nine Quasi Holy Emperors of the Heavenly Human Clan, these two were relatively young and active, more involved in mundane affairs compared to the older, more reclusive Emperors who rarely appeared unless something significant occurred.

The two Emperors nodded indifferently, their gazes sweeping across the surroundings.

“Rise.”

Baiyuan Emperor’s voice was as cold and clear as jade: “Though the Great Void has long been in decline, some aspects remain formidable. Now, with signs of fortune rising and the world’s spiritual energy reviving, it cannot be taken lightly. After deliberation among the Emperors, it has been decided that Yuanxi Emperor and I will descend to this time-space to oversee the situation.”

“We juniors will follow the Emperors’ commands.”

Zihuang and Lingxi responded respectfully, feeling a weight lifted from their hearts.

Originally, it was just the two of them, surrounded by treacherous human cultivators with no trustworthy subordinates, making every step difficult. Now, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

With two powerful Quasi Holy Emperors at their peak, not only could they investigate matters, but they could also directly suppress and even control the Calamity Fate Palace. What was there to worry about?

Zihuang stood up gracefully, put away the red jade altar, and then invited the two Emperors to take their seats, while she and Lingxi stood by to serve.

“Now, tell us in detail about the current situation in the Great Void.”

Baiyuan Emperor’s cold and proud, mysteriously beautiful face showed a faint smile as she asked Zihuang:

“Have the culprits behind the massive theft of treasures and rare resources from our clan’s territory been found? And what about the disobedient Calamity Fate Palace? Should we conduct a large-scale purge and eliminate those who pretend to obey but secretly defy us?”

Yuanxi Emperor interjected: “And you mentioned last time that in the Dao Lineage of female cultivators named Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace in the Great Void, there’s a rising star named Qing Muling, born with incredible fortune. If we capture him, it would be immensely beneficial to our clan’s grand plan. If this is true, we must act immediately.”

Zihuang nodded and began to explain: “Emperors, the situation is as follows…”

In no time, she had detailed everything she knew, especially the duplicity of the Calamity Fate Palace and the internal situation of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace. However, she knew little about Qing Muling himself, as the high-ranking members of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace protected him too well.

Yuanxi Emperor pondered briefly: “If the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace only has one Quasi Holy Emperor, the two of us should be able to capture him if we go personally, right?”

Zihuang cautiously replied: “It’s not certain yet. As far as I know, the last raid by the Calamity Fate Palace failed because they were intercepted by two Emperors from the other side. If we act now…”

In terms of individual strength, the Heavenly Human Clan’s Quasi Holy Emperors should generally be stronger than the human cultivators of the Great Void. However, the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace had the home advantage and was well-prepared, so Zihuang was not entirely confident of success.

Moreover, Qing Muling’s supreme fortune was no joke. Even Quasi Holy Emperors had no advantage in this regard and could easily fail if not careful.

Baiyuan Emperor smiled: “In that case, let’s deal with the Calamity Fate Palace first. Once we subdue them, their strength will naturally be at our disposal.”

“Exactly,”

Yuanxi Emperor agreed: “Then we can use their forces as cannon fodder to distract the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, allowing us to capture Qing Muling amidst the chaos and withdraw immediately, achieving two goals at once.”

…

Bright Moon Immortal Domain, Main Altar of the Bright Moon Sword Sect.

Outside the sect’s Mountain Protection Array, tens of thousands of high-level female cultivators from the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace formed a grand array, launching a storm-like assault on the array’s light screen below.

Towering peaks over a hundred thousand li high, burning meteors, giant trees piercing the sky, and spiked ice balls quickly formed in the killing array, then rained down from the high heavens, crashing into the thick light screen. The earth-shattering explosions sent layers of milky white shockwaves roaring in all directions.

Thousands of thunderbolts, shaped like ancient demonic dragons, fell like rain, along with terrifying sword qi filled with destructive intent and various powerful divine abilities and spells, continuously bombarding the light screen as if never-ending.

The unprecedented fierce assault had lasted for several hours. Above the massive killing array formed by the female cultivators, the sect’s heavy weapon, the Li Feng Star Cloud Tower, hung high, surrounded by star rainbows, exceptionally magnificent.

Under its central coordination, the killing array’s attack power increased by about three times, causing the light screen of the Mountain Protection Array below to waver and dim.

Initially, the Bright Moon Sword Sect had attempted to counterattack.

When threats and curses proved ineffective, the remaining high-level elders formed arrays and charged out, trying to disrupt the female cultivators’ formation and give their Mountain Protection Array time to recover.

However, in the face of the combined assault of Xinyu Emperor and Tongying Emperor, their counterattack was easily crushed in a few rounds. Over ten Daluo-level elders were killed or severely injured on the spot, and the Taiyi Golden Immortal-level elders had no chance to escape.

After suffering a major loss, the remaining elders had no choice but to retreat into the array and hold out for reinforcements.

In reality, reinforcements were impossible. Sect Master Lin Xuanyuan had taken over half of the sect’s high-level experts on an expedition to the Origin Star Palace with the Calamity Fate Palace and had not returned, likely having met with total defeat. Therefore, facing the full assault of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, the outcome was almost certain.

In the distance, thousands of floating battleships formed an array, waiting quietly.

“……How much longer will it take?”

Inside the luxurious palace of the flagship, Qing Muling’s gentle and calm voice sounded.

“Not long, at most two or three days!”

Beside him, the charming and alluring Qingchan Fairy, feeding him snow fruits, explained with a sweet smile: “And that’s without the two Emperors attacking. Otherwise, this array might only take a few hours to break! The Bright Moon Sword Sect has no decent experts left now!”

“I think so too.”

Qing Muling nodded. After learning of the great victory at the Origin Star Palace, the high-ranking members of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace had repeatedly discussed and decided not to miss this opportunity. They had to quickly send troops to destroy this old enemy and avenge their past humiliation!

If they delayed, the Origin Star Palace might strike first.

For revenge, it was best to do it personally. Letting outsiders destroy them would not feel as satisfying, even if the result was the same.

So, after discussions, Qinghuan Emperor stayed to guard the main altar of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, while Lan Hua and Jinglan Emperors went back to the sect to gather resources and manpower, so they were not present.

Xinyu Emperor and Tongying Emperor led the expedition, bringing the sect’s heavy weapon, the Li Feng Star Cloud Tower, and Qing Muling also accompanied them.

This was an overkill configuration. The Bright Moon Sword Sect had no decent experts left, so how could they resist two peak Quasi Holy Emperors? Not to mention Qing Muling’s supreme fortune suppression.

Even at its peak, the Bright Moon Sword Sect could not withstand such a luxurious lineup, let alone now.

During this time, the remaining elders of the Bright Moon Sword Sect had sent multiple messages, from initial threats to humble requests, and finally desperate pleas. As long as the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace stopped the assault, anything could be negotiated.

But Xinyu Emperor had only one response: besides closing the array and surrendering collectively, the Bright Moon Sword Sect had no other choice.

Thus, the high-ranking members of the Bright Moon Sword Sect fell into fierce debates, divided into factions supporting surrender and those insisting on fighting to the end, arguing endlessly.

Although they all knew that Sect Master Lin Xuanyuan had no chance of returning, and strong external reinforcements were out of the question, as the Calamity Fate Palace was now struggling to protect itself, who could they rely on?

But to give up resistance and hand over the legacy of millions of years? To let their old enemies decide their fate? This decision was too difficult to make.

“I personally hope they don’t surrender,”

Qing Muling said, gently flipping through the exquisite and beautifully written art book in front of him. “It’s best if they resist to the end, so we can justifiably kill them all. Otherwise, if they surrender, it would be harder to deal with.”

“Indeed.”

The senior sisters around him agreed. Even for the reputation of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, they couldn’t completely annihilate a force that surrendered voluntarily. This was a tradition in the Great Void for millions of years.

Now, the best outcome was to break the Mountain Protection Array, kill all the official disciples of the Bright Moon Sword Sect, and erase this Supreme Dao Lineage from the Great Void, avenging their past grudge.

“Junior Brother, why do you like looking at these things?”

Beside him, the serene and intelligent Mu Yingshuang glanced at the art book in his hand, her cheeks slightly red.

On the table in front of Qing Muling, there was a thick stack of treasured collections, all part of his favorite series, never missing an issue.

Especially since Qing Muling had tried creating his own works, even his close Dao Companions found them scandalous and indecent.

It was simply… too scandalous!

“Well, I just like it!”

Qing Muling said calmly: “I’m a normal man, isn’t it normal to have such hobbies?”

A young man admiring beauty was natural, not liking it would be abnormal.

“But, but…”

Mu Yingshuang didn’t know what to say. It was one thing for others, but Junior Brother, you are the heir of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, destined to become a Quasi Holy Emperor. Such hobbies seemed unworthy of your esteemed status.

If word got out, what would others think of him?

Qing Muling didn’t care. His persona was set, and he didn’t plan to change it. What did others’ opinions matter to him?

Opposite him, the enchanting and splendid Lu Hua Palace Saintess Luo Qinghan leaned closer, her captivating eyes fixed on the handsome young man before her. “Instead of looking at these art books, why not look at real people? Junior Brother, since you love the Dao of Yin-Yang so much, why not… let Senior Sister accompany you for some in-depth discussion?”

Her implication was clear: no matter how realistic the characters in the art books were, they couldn’t compare to real beauties. And the senior sisters were all peerless beauties. Why look at books when you could look at people?

Qing Muling pondered for a moment, hesitating: “But there’s a battle going on outside. It’s one thing not to be on the battlefield, but to indulge behind closed doors seems inappropriate.”

“You don’t need to be on the battlefield, Junior Brother!”

A soft, charming voice came from under the table. Su Yuanzhen, who was massaging his legs, emerged, wiping her glossy lips with a white silk handkerchief. Her enchanting eyes seemed to drip with water as she sat beside him, speaking softly:

“As long as you’re here, the fortune suppression on the Bright Moon Sword Sect remains effective. That’s your greatest contribution. You don’t need to worry about anything else!”

“That’s true.”

Qing Muling nodded slightly, agreeing with Su Yuanzhen’s point.