Under the fallen nest, how can there be intact eggs? In times of chaos, how can one remain unscathed?
Even mortals understand this principle. Do those powerful figures who have cultivated for tens of thousands of years not know it?
They know, but they are unwilling to act.
In the beginning, the powerful figures of various sects in the Imperial Province were willing to jointly suppress the demon abyss. Gradually, some sects began to slack off and become lazy. One after another, more and more sects followed suit.
In the end, only the Qing Sect was willing to seal the demon abyss.
This situation persisted for three hundred thousand years. Now, trying to unite the sects of the Imperial Province again is nothing short of a fool’s dream.
They are fully aware that the outbreak of the demon abyss will lead to unimaginable consequences.
However, those old fellows are unwilling to exert any effort, thinking that others will surely step in, allowing them to benefit without risking their lives.
“Boom——”
A mountain range in the Heavenly Mansion Mountain Villa collapsed, creating a deep pit with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles.
Dust and smoke billowed, and countless chaotic laws intertwined in the void.
The high-ranking members of the Heavenly Mansion Mountain Villa activated the Protecting Sect formation, trying their best to protect the disciples within the sect. As for intervening in such a high-level battle, they simply didn’t have the courage.
A single wisp of pressure made ordinary Mahayana cultivators tremble in fear, leaving them incapable of joining the battle.
Many thought this would be an extremely long battle, but the situation developed otherwise.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a beam of light shot out from the depths of the Heavenly Mansion Mountain Villa, soaring into the sky.
A severed arm appeared, its skin dry and blackened, with a few strands of dark red blood splattering.
Dugu Changkong stood high above, hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
Clearly, the injured person was not Dugu Changkong.
“Severing an arm today, I hope you reflect deeply.”
The outcome was decided, but Dugu Changkong did not pursue the kill.
Killing the old thing from the Heavenly Mansion Mountain Villa would cause extreme fear and anxiety among the ancient beings of other Sacred Grounds, possibly leading to overreactions.
Dugu Changkong was powerful and naturally unafraid, but he had to consider the future of the Qing Sect.
Whoosh!
Leaving those words behind, he stepped into the void and departed.
The old thing from the Heavenly Mansion Mountain Villa hid in the shadows, glancing at the severed arm with lingering fear.
This was his home turf, where he could exert his full strength. He had thought he could exchange hundreds of moves with Dugu Changkong, but he never expected he was no match at all.
If not for Dugu Changkong’s plans for the Qing Sect’s future, who knows how many would have died.
Revenge was simple; it could be left to future generations.
Reviving the Qing Sect was the most important task.
“In just a few dozen moves, the old ghost of the Heavenly Mansion Mountain Villa lost an arm.”
The powerful figures hidden in the shadows trembled, greatly astonished.
“Our strength is not much different from that old ghost’s.”
Some old fellows lying in coffins fell silent, unsure how to proceed.
“Half of the Heavenly Mansion Mountain Villa’s territory has been leveled. My heavens!”
Ordinary cultivators couldn’t understand the deeper implications; they only knew that a top Sacred Ground had been trampled under Dugu Changkong’s feet, leaving them profoundly shocked and unable to calm their hearts.
Before long, Dugu Changkong tore through the void, traversing the heavens with his divine bridge realm cultivation, quickly arriving at another top force’s territory.
“He went to the Sacred Ground of Taiyin!”
In the void of Baichen Star, many powerful figures noticed and exclaimed.
Subsequently, countless eyes turned towards the Sacred Ground of Taiyin, holding their breath, eyes filled with fear.
“I have arrived. Do you dare to fight?”
Dugu Changkong looked down at the Sacred Ground of Taiyin, which spanned hundreds of thousands of miles, his voice heavy with dao sound, making the cultivators within the Sacred Ground feel suffocated and uncomfortable.
In this region of the Sacred Ground of Taiyin, thousands of exquisite and prosperous palaces stood. Some areas were planted with spiritual herbs and dao medicines, some places had alchemy equipment, and others were for the disciples to rest and cultivate.
“This old woman knows she is no match for you, but since you have come, let us exchange a few moves.”
A hoarse old woman’s voice came from deep within the Sacred Ground of Taiyin.
“Suppress!”
Dugu Changkong wasted no words, flicking his finger.
“Boom!”
The ground was overturned, the finger light piercing through the earth to the very end. Several nearby palaces were reduced to dust, and some elders of the Sacred Ground of Taiyin were injured, spitting blood.
Immediately, the Sacred Ground of Taiyin activated the Protecting Sect formation, consuming a large number of spirit stones every moment. In such a situation, no amount of spirit stones was too much; they could not afford to be frugal.
The battle erupted underground, perhaps because both sides were holding back, or perhaps the situation was one-sided, so it didn’t cause too much impact.
Half an incense stick later, a weak and hoarse voice came from underground: “I… concede.”
Dugu Changkong, dressed in simple clothes and straw shoes, with an unchanged expression, headed to the next place.
He stood high in the sky, stepping millions of miles in one stride, intimidating the world.
The heroes watched his departing figure, all in awe.
What are Mahayana cultivators? At most, they could only dominate a certain area, holding a noble status.
Figures like Dugu Changkong, even a hundred peak Mahayana cultivators couldn’t make him flinch, and the old things lying in coffins couldn’t stop his advance.
He was like a brilliant star, illuminating all corners of the world, dispelling endless darkness.
At this moment, he was the brightest, while everyone else was dim and dull.
Even Sword Immortal Changgeng, who once fought against the will of heaven and earth, had to admit: “In this era, how many can rival him?”
“Star-Plucking Tower…”
A few days later, Dugu Changkong appeared at the Star-Plucking Tower. It was said that with one finger, he pierced through a million miles of star sea, and the residual power killed some elders who tried to record the scene with memory crystals.
“Over a dozen stars near Penglai Manor were all reduced to dust.”
After some time, something happened at Penglai Manor.
Fortunately, Dugu Changkong didn’t like to kill indiscriminately. Before acting, he let the ordinary cultivators retreat to a safe place, then sparred with the powerful figures hiding in the shadows.
Two months later, Dugu Changkong stood in the bustling area of the Libing Star Domain, using his supernatural power to transmit his voice to all realms: “I wish to revive the Qing Sect. Does anyone have any objections?”
Clang——
These words, like the ringing of an ancient bell, resounded boundlessly.
Dugu Changkong only exchanged a few moves with a dozen or so who had reached the divine bridge realm, without a death match.
This move was merely to show the world that he had the ability to overturn everyone’s tables.
In this vast world, there were surely beings hidden above the divine bridge realm. However, such powerful figures would not easily reveal themselves, and they might not even be from the Imperial Province.
His pale hair fluttered with the breeze.
His calm tone carried an undeniable authority.
Who dared to say a word of dissent? If anyone did, Dugu Changkong would not stop as he had just now.
Reviving the Qing Sect meant reclaiming the resources of the past and settling old scores.
This was not good news for the various sects.
But who dared to refuse?
On Baichen Star, this scene was projected by a Sword Immortal.
Everyone was shocked, trembling all over.