Calamity Fate Palace Main Altar.

In the deep, dark bronze hall, a black altar, ten feet in diameter and six layers high, made from the fused bones of unknown beasts, stood on a formation platform spanning over a thousand feet. It emitted a fierce and savage aura, like an ancient beast rampaging through the primordial world.

There were thirteen such altars, placed at different positions. The altars glowed with a thick, almost transparent, blood-colored flame. Countless twisted and hideous faces flickered within the flames, accompanied by endless, terrifying wails.

Within the Heavenly Human Clan, such altars, reminiscent of the ancient Witch Clan, were quite common, each serving different purposes.

At this moment, under the combined effect of the thirteen bone altars and the formation, a twenty-foot-wide, multicolored time-space gate slowly formed and stabilized in the center of the formation.

Soon, teams of fully armored, stern-faced Heavenly Human Clan cultivators emerged from the gate, guided to the side by the waiting elders of their clan.

Their cultivation levels varied, ranging from the Destiny Realm to the Feather Transformation Realm, Ascending to Immortality Realm, Elemental Immortal, and True Immortal, numbering in the thousands.

Each time a batch of cultivators was transmitted over, the flames on the altars dimmed noticeably. The guarding priests of the Heavenly Human Clan would then throw in blood-red crystals, the size of human heads, to replenish the flames, which would immediately regain their brightness.

As time passed, even strong cultivators of the Xuan Immortal and Golden Immortal realms began to appear in large numbers.

Divine Envoy Zihuang and Lingxi stood aside, their stunning faces cold and aloof, exuding an unapproachable aura. They watched the clan members emerging from the time-space gate with complex expressions.

A few days ago, the closure period of the Misty Illusion Secret Realm had ended, and all Heavenly Human Clan members in the Great Void should have returned in time, waiting for the next opening.

However, after intense debate, the high-ranking members of the Heavenly Human Clan decided that at this critical moment of the Great Void’s major tribulation, if they did not leave enough power to oversee this side, their grand plan to seize the fortune of this world would undoubtedly fail.

If the Great Void safely weathered this tribulation, it would undoubtedly usher in an unprecedented revival, with the fortune, spiritual energy concentration, and world origin all returning to the flourishing levels of the ancient immortal era.

At that time, the cultivation world of the Great Void would undoubtedly see a significant increase in power, leaving no room for the Heavenly Human Clan. Not only would their plan to seize the fortune and origin of this world fail, but even the Misty Illusion Secret Realm might be invaded in return.

Thus, the nine Quasi Holy Emperors of the Heavenly Human Clan reached a consensus to delay the closure of the time-space gate, using forbidden secret arts to send more cultivators over, regardless of the cost, using the Calamity Fate Palace as their base to deeply intervene in this major tribulation of the Great Void, striving to seize as many benefits as possible for their clan.

Hence, the current scene unfolded.

Who knows how many clan members would survive to return home after this tribulation…

Zihuang sighed deeply in her heart. Such a major tribulation was no joke. Any being caught in it, no matter how high their cultivation, even a Quasi Holy Emperor, could face death and the end of their Dao with a single misstep, turning millions of years of hard cultivation into nothing.

“Sister,” Lingxi’s voice echoed in the divine soul realm, “What are you thinking about?”

“What else?” Zihuang’s expression was melancholic. “Even though the Emperors have made their decision, I still feel this action is too risky. Such a huge investment, who knows how much we can actually gain in return!”

Lingxi blinked her beautiful eyes, responding calmly, “The Emperors dared to take this risk because they must have considerable confidence. Moreover, the cultivation world of the Great Void has always been disunited. No single Dao Lineage’s power can oppose the Heavenly Human Clan, not even the so-called Dao Court!”

“That may be true for now, but if they unite against us, even the nine Quasi Holy Emperors might struggle to withstand their combined assault,” Zihuang said worriedly. Despite the Great Void’s long decline, which had weakened the cultivation levels of its cultivators, the Heavenly Human Clan’s Emperors were still significantly stronger than the Emperors of the Great Void.

However, the Great Void’s cultivation world had a clear numerical advantage. If they perceived the Heavenly Human Clan as a major threat and decided to unite, the high-ranking members of the Heavenly Human Clan would find it hard to gain any advantage.

After all, this was their home ground. As outsiders, the Heavenly Human Clan faced too many disadvantages. A single significant defeat could lead to being besieged by multiple forces.

Lingxi thought for a moment and said, “The Emperors must have considered this risk but still insisted on this course of action, indicating they must have sufficient backup plans. For instance, they might summon those reclusive, ancient beings who have been wandering the chaos of the vast void for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years. With their help, our advantage would become unshakable, making it easier to conquer this world.”

“Perhaps…” Zihuang frowned, pondering for a while, and had to admit her sister had a point. The Heavenly Human Clan’s foundation was not limited to the nine Quasi Holy Emperors. If they could summon all those ancient beings, their chances of victory would indeed be much higher than she had estimated.

However, this required sufficient time to execute. Who knew where those ancient beings, who had been wandering the chaos of the vast void for so long, had gone?

Contacting them would be difficult enough. If they insisted on defying orders and refused to return, the current high-ranking members of the Heavenly Human Clan would be helpless.

Of course, if they put in the effort, they could still summon some of those ancient beings to assist in the battle.

…

Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, Imperial Dao Peak Back Mountain.

In mid-air, Qing Muling sped through the sky on a light beam. Just as he landed near the entrance of the Sect Master’s cave, a tall, graceful, and stunning figure blocked his path.

“…Junior Brother, where are you planning to go?” Qi Yalan, dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit, her figure seductive and fiery, spread her arms to block Qing Muling, her dark eyebrows furrowed, asking with a half-smile.

“Of course, I’m going to talk to Master and seek guidance on my cultivation,” Qing Muling said naturally, his expression calm.

As the personal disciple of the Sect Master, seeking her guidance on cultivation issues was perfectly reasonable.

“Really? I don’t believe it!” Qi Yalan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowing in suspicion.

“It’s true, I’m seeking guidance on cultivation, nothing else. Third Senior Sister, you wouldn’t want my cultivation to stagnate, would you?” Qing Muling’s expression remained innocent. His cultivation progress was a top priority, constantly monitored by the Emperors and the Sect Master, known to everyone. How could there be any problem?

“It seems so, but…” Qi Yalan swayed her slender waist, stepping closer to Qing Muling, her ample bosom trembling before his eyes, almost bursting out, her stunning face within reach.

“But what?”

“But why don’t you go to your Senior Sisters? As far as I remember, since you joined the sect, it has always been Senior Sister who guided you in your cultivation. Now that you have questions, shouldn’t you seek her guidance?” She spoke slowly, her seductive arms gently wrapping around Qing Muling’s shoulders, gradually exerting force.

“That was before. Now that I’m in the True Immortal realm, some questions can only be resolved by Master. Isn’t that right?” Qing Muling said seriously. Although his Senior Sisters were at the Golden Immortal level, their rapid advancement meant they might not have fully adapted to the power of the Golden Immortal realm. From his perspective, the best choice was to seek guidance from Master Mu Yinghua or the Supreme Elders like Yu Lingzhou, Qi Yi Heavenly Lord, or Ice Falcon Heavenly Lord.

“Hehe, that’s true, but…” Qi Yalan’s breath was like orchids, her voluptuous body pressing closer, almost touching his, showing no intention of letting go. “Actually, there’s no rush to seek Master’s guidance. I think, Junior Brother, you should spend some time with us first. What do you think?”

“…” Qing Muling’s expression froze. His intimate relationship with Master was not yet widely known. Although Senior Sister Xuebing Xuan had her suspicions, she had never found concrete evidence, and he himself denied it vehemently, so his Senior Sisters couldn’t do anything about it.

Whenever Qing Muling had free time, he would use the excuse of seeking guidance to visit Master’s cave. Mu Yinghua, who had tasted the sweetness, never refused, always serving him to the point of ecstasy.

But today, seeing Third Senior Sister’s posture, did she already know something? Was that why she was blocking him here?

“What? Junior Brother, are you unwilling? It’s really heartbreaking! Have your Senior Sisters lost their charm for you?” Qi Yalan’s expression turned pitiful, her arms wrapping around Junior Brother’s shoulders, her red lips gently biting his earlobe, slowly sucking.

Qing Muling sighed, “So, I can’t see Master today, right?”

He realized that his Senior Sisters were clearly suspicious, using this method to hold him back, giving him no chance to escape.

“Junior Brother, what are you saying? How could Senior Sister hinder your cultivation?” Qi Yalan immediately changed her expression, smiling charmingly. “You’ve been helping them cross tribulations these days, and after that, you go to Master for guidance, hardly spending any time with us! So… Senior Sister thinks you should fulfill your duties as a Dao Companion first, then consider other matters. How about that? Is this request unreasonable?”

“Exactly, Junior Brother, you won’t disappoint your Senior Sisters, right?” A sweet voice, as clear as a yellow warbler, sounded. The figures of Holy Maiden Mu Yingshuang from Qingqiu Hall, Holy Maiden Luo Qinghan from Lu Hua Palace, and Holy Maiden Qingchan Fairy from Goddess Sect appeared before him.

Qing Muling took a step back, and a soft, elastic body pressed against him from behind, a pair of jade arms wrapping around his waist from under his ribs.

“Junior Brother, come cultivate with your Senior Sisters!” Yu Binghua’s voice sounded in his ear. “Dual cultivation has the same effect, maybe even better. You can seek guidance anytime, there’s no rush.”

Fourth Senior Sister Luo Wanqing’s attitude was more direct: “If you don’t fight with your Senior Sisters, you won’t be able to leave today, Junior Brother.”

Colorful light beams flashed one after another, and the figures of Cheng Yulan, Luo Huan, Dragon Ritual Princess, Kong Yuhuan, Fengxia, and Su Yuanzhen surrounded him, blocking all his escape routes like a pack of tigers and leopards hunting a sheep.

“Alright…” Qing Muling realized the problem. It must be that Master had absorbed too much of his Dao Rhyme, leaving him with insufficient recovery, and his Senior Sisters only got a small portion, which naturally didn’t satisfy them.

Where did Junior Brother’s Dao Rhyme go? This question was of utmost importance to his Senior Sisters and couldn’t be easily brushed off.

With so many proud daughters of heaven gathered together, it was easy to find out his recent whereabouts.

Once they learned the truth, his Senior Sisters were indignant. How could the dignified Supreme Sect Master shamelessly compete with them for Junior Brother’s Dao Rhyme? It was too much to bear!

Thus, the current scene unfolded.

“That’s a good boy!” Senior Sister Xuebing Xuan smiled and hugged Qing Muling, kissing him. “Let’s go. Tonight, your Senior Sisters will take good care of you and make sure you’re satisfied!”

…

In the Sect Master’s cave.

Mu Yinghua, with a calm expression, waved her hand, dispersing the magical projection mirror, and the scene of the Senior Sisters blocking Qing Muling disappeared into the air.

“A bunch of troublesome little girls,” she muttered to herself but said nothing more. Such matters were understood without needing to be spoken.

Beside her, Xinyu, Qinghuan, Tongying, Lan Hua, and Jinglan, the five Emperors, were all present, having witnessed everything outside.

“Let’s continue our discussion,” Qinghuan Emperor said calmly. “Our peaceful days may not last long. The two from the Dao Court have already noticed the significant changes in Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace and our sects. If we don’t give them a satisfactory explanation, a conflict is inevitable.”

Her avatar had already conveyed the intentions of Xuanyin and Weide Emperors, so the five female Emperors were now discussing how to respond.

Those two demanded to share the opportunity, but from the standpoint of Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, how could they reveal Qing Muling’s existence? None of the female Emperors would agree.

Tongying Emperor smiled indifferently, “Even if a conflict arises, it’s no big deal. Their strength is nothing compared to ours. Even if they gather some allies, it won’t change anything!”

“That’s true, but the significant casualties among our disciples are unavoidable,” Lan Hua Emperor pondered. If those two were willing to risk everything, they could gather four or five Quasi Holy Emperors to assist them. Even if they couldn’t defeat the female cultivator alliance, achieving mutual destruction wouldn’t be difficult.

The consequence would be the destruction of the Dao Court and its allied Supreme Dao Lineages, and the female cultivator alliance would suffer heavy losses, possibly losing two or three Emperors, with countless disciples below the Daluo level perishing.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, starting a conflict was not a suitable choice.

Xinyu Emperor thought for a moment and said, “We must not act impulsively. Even if we win this battle, we won’t have enough strength to compete for the Great Void’s dominance, giving the Heavenly Human Clan or other Dao Lineages an advantage.”

“What do you suggest, Senior Sister?” Jinglan Emperor asked with a smile.

“Delay and wait for change,” Xinyu Emperor said. “Make up some reason to stall them. If we can delay a bit longer, once Qing Muling advances to the Xuan Immortal realm, he should be able to create more Quasi Holy Emperors. By then, no matter how many allies they gather, it won’t change anything!”