Fuli.

Or rather Fuli State, which belongs to the Mystic God Daoist Sect.

As previously mentioned, the Mystic God Daoist Sect is different from other sects, as it doesn’t belong to any country but occupies a state by itself, effectively becoming a nation.

The sect’s 40,000 disciples are supported by nearly ten million ordinary people under their governance, and in return, they offer protection to these people.

Chen Kuangchu first heard about the 40,000 disciples while he was in the Celestial Prison of the Liang Kingdom and lacked a concrete concept of it.

But now, he realizes how terrifying the concept of the Mystic God Daoist Sect’s 40,000 disciples truly is.

In Cangyuan Central Domain, a normal sect having more than a thousand disciples already classifies as a major sect.

Like the Three Tribulations Sect, the largest sect of the Zhou Kingdom, which all things considered, barely has 4,000 disciples!

The Celestial Sound Pavilion has fewer than two thousand disciples, and the Martial Saint Pavilion has only three hundred.

However, the Martial Saint Pavilion is rather special; its members focus on quality, not quantity. Most of them have already achieved success on their own, and are even cultivators who founded their own sects, like Bai Fen from Yihuo Sect and Cang Xing from Mei Sect.

If you count the disciples under them, their number could surpass ten thousand as well.

Only Freedom Mountain, with its students educated by a master spread all over the world, and the so-called "Buddha Country," Pure Land, can match Mystic God Daoist Sect in the number of disciples.

Freedom Mountain has far more than 40,000 students taught by the master, but these people have long since left Freedom Mountain, dispersed throughout Cangyuan. In normal circumstances, only about a thousand remain on Freedom Mountain, and a large portion of them are ordinary people without cultivation.

Pure Land, however, has a staggering number of 100,000 monks, with all of Cangyuan’s temples built toward Buddha Country in a show of reverence.

Yet, despite their numbers, Pure Land’s disciples are not adept at fighting and have even refused to kill; there have been instances where disciples chose not to fight back even when being beaten to death by evildoers.

Other sects have mixed opinions about Pure Land—some respect them, but others disdain them.

If it weren’t for that incident causing an uproar, leading a group of Pure Land disciples to voluntarily break their vow against killing to protect the path of compassion outside Buddha Country,

Pure Land feared facing both internal and external crises.

Only the Mystic God Daoist Sect, not only vast in disciples, but fiercely protective and meddlesome.

They not only meddle but, although outwardly called persuasion, if you don’t heed their advice and break their rules, they would fight you until you listen...

The status of the Mystic God Daoist Sect wasn’t built through mere words but is a solid history of blood and tears.

Of course, it’s a history made by those who didn’t heed their advice.

But the Mystic God Daoist Sect isn’t invincible either.

Across long millennia, the Mystic God Daoist Sect has faced numerous hardships, collapsing immortal mountains, changing leadership over their sect, not a small number.

Yet these upheavals are overshadowed by more glorious times, existing only in oral folklore.

The struggle with Bitean Celestial Palace is one such instance.

"So... I’ve entered the battlefield between Bitean Celestial Palace and Mystic God Daoist Sect?"

Chen Kuang leaped into the sky, transforming into a stream of light, concealing his presence, traversing the battlefield while retreating and observing.

With "you don’t see me" as a passive skill, as long as he wishes, it’s easy to remain unnoticed amidst such chaos.

Slightly squinting his eyes, he saw Mystic God Daoist Sect disciples desperately resisting Bitean Celestial Palace, somewhat puzzled:

"I thought Mystic God Daoist Sect was proactively warring against Bitean Celestial Palace, but the main battlefield is in Fuli, and Mystic God Daoist Sect is actually retreating step by step..."

"Is Bitean Celestial Palace really so strong? During this period, what is happening?"

A sect able to suppress Mystic God Daoist Sect silently vanished in the river of history, indeed time is ruthless.

To know more information, one must interact with the people within this battlefield.

Pinggu Battlefield automatically assimilates identities.

Chen Kuang guessed blindly that he is now considered a Mystic God Daoist Sect disciple, thus pretending to retreat injured and finding the current commander to understand intel is the simplest way.

Since history shows Mystic God Daoist Sect won, this war isn’t very dangerous for Chen Kuang.

As long as he can avoid the main battlefield as much as possible, surviving until Mystic God Daoist Sect wins, he can proceed to the next battlefield or directly leave Pinggu Battlefield.

But a certain ominous premonition lingered in his heart.

"Martial Saint" Mu Zhao previously secluded in Pinggu Battlefield for an entire month.

Having left the "Dao Realm", would his arrangements only be limited to destroying the Teleportation Jade Slip, trapping the participants inside?

Chen Kuang landed at the edge of the floating city, with the shouts of fighting still deafening.

At a glance, cultivators were fiercely battling in the sky too.

"Boom!"

A Taoist Sect disciple, having his neck clenched, flew into the city wall, red-eyed with a shout, thrusting his sword into an enemy.

Opposite, Bitean Celestial Palace’s disciple, with a ghastly visage, shrieked, lowered his head, opening his mouth wide, biting onto the Taoist Sect disciple’s face.

"Ah!!!"

Taking that bite, he tore off the Taoist Sect disciple’s face, flesh and bone, leading to a bleak scream letting go of the sword.

Clearly, he had lost any chance of survival.

The Bitean Celestial Palace disciple grew excited, swallowing the face, violently pulling out the sword from his chest.

Instantly, all wounds on him completely healed!

Chen Kuang’s pupils constricted, his heart thumping furiously.

He witnessed Bitean Celestial Palace’s disciple, after swallowing flesh, his entire body emitted sinister red glows.

With blood threads squirming, even wounds piercing the heart healed entirely.

Moreover, his aura grew tremendously!

Cultivation also elevated! From Peak of Sea Breaking Realm suddenly increased to Moon Embrace Realm!

Chen Kuang scanned around, similar scenes repeatedly unfolded across the battlefield...

Bitean Celestial Palace’s disciples are boosting their cultivation through cannibalism!

Chen Kuang took a deep breath, aware that the only being capable of elevating cultivation through devouring humans isn’t human, but... the Night Barbarian!

Isolated by Xunmi Mountain beyond Northern Plains, Night Barbarians can directly absorb spiritual qi, transforming humans entirely into their nourishment to enhance cultivation.

Hence, in ancient times, Night Barbarians were also referred to as—"Demons."

Demons... Is this the "Demon Dao" of Bitean Celestial Palace?

Emulating Night Barbarians, acquiring their abilities, invading Fuli, fostering war with war...

"Wow——!!!"

The Bitean Celestial Palace disciple, having consumed flesh, roared heavenward, emitting a sound unlike humans, surrounded by bloody demonic qi, with blood boiling through his bulging veins, sinewy muscles swelling to the utmost, his red eyes glaring at the next target—Chen Kuang.

"Swish!"

He suddenly appeared before Chen Kuang, arms expanded like a massive bat spreading wings, blocking the firelight above Chen Kuang.

Bitean Celestial Palace disciple’s eyes gleamed viciously, fists clenched fiercely, striking towards Chen Kuang’s head.

A barrage of wind roared, nearby castle walls collapsed forming a cobweb-like pit, its bricks shattered by the impact, tumbling down.

If this hit landed, Chen Kuang’s head would likely explode.

Chen Kuang was about to retreat when his Salt Plum Sword hanging at his waist trembled violently.

He was slightly taken aback.

Suddenly felt lighter at the waist, the Bitean Celestial Palace disciple suddenly stalled in mid-air, then "bang" exploded into a mist of blood, drifting away with the wind.

The Salt Plum Sword transformed into a sword light, shooting skyward, then fell behind Chen Kuang.

Huh? Chen Kuang blinked, turned to see the White-haired Sword Cultivator standing atop the city wall, lightly catching the Salt Plum Sword.

Jiang Yunqing jumped down, looked at Chen Kuang, nodded slightly:

"Was a bit far, took some time to locate."

Chen Kuang understood.

Jiang Yunqing deliberately left the sword with Chen Kuang to use it as a coordinate, allowing quick positioning upon entering the battlefield.

Having found it just now, Jiang Yunqing rushed over to save Chen Kuang.

However, Chen Kuang felt cold, not at all relieved, instead felt like falling into an icy cave.

Under normal circumstances, each battlefield would have only one person!

Chen Kuang initially believed Mu Zhao wanted to trap each of them in the Upper Three Grades battlefield, eliminating them one by one.

But Jiang Yunqing being here.

Means it’s highly likely all others are within this same battlefield!