Tens of thousands of Loose Cultivators fought fiercely, with bursts of explosions causing the sky to alternately turn red, purple, and black... The entire sky seemed like a giant furnace. On Qingxu Mountain, corpses lay everywhere and fresh blood slowly flowed, forming small streams that were instantly scorched black by some intense energies.

"Haha, exhilarating, exhilarating!"

Around Wu Kongxue, within a few hundred meters, was a dense and horrifying blood cloud. Wherever this massive blood cloud drifted, those Loose Cultivators desperately dodged it. No matter whether they were Independent Immortals or their own Independent Demons, they all kept far away from it.

However, Wu Kongxue was too fast. How could those Independent Immortals escape as they wished?

One by one, the Independent Immortals were engulfed by the blood cloud, and immediately they turned into piles of blood and flesh that directly merged into the blood cloud, making its bloody scent even more intense. The proud and crazed laughter of Wu Kongxue grew louder as well.

Similarly,

True Master Ming Liang, like a sharp sword, moved swiftly everywhere, and wherever he passed, those Independent Demons inevitably died. They had no chance to resist at all.

"Ming Liang!"

Wu Kongxue’s voice, full of murderous intent, rang out. The massive blood cloud halted in front of True Master Ming Liang. At the same time, the huge blood cloud began to slowly shrink until it turned into a wide blood-red robe that draped over Wu Kongxue. Wu Kongxue looked at True Master Ming Liang with eyes flashing a fierce fighting spirit.

"Wu Kongxue," True Master Ming Liang narrowed his eyes, "what exactly is the meaning of your actions? I, Ming Liang, have never mistreated your side of Independent Demons. Why do you mobilize all the Independent Demons to attack our Qingxu Mountain? Could it be that just for the sake that doesn’t belong to us, the Ni Yang Realm, you would go so far as to fight to the death?"

The more he spoke, the angrier Wu Kongxue became.

"I haven’t mistreated you? Just half a day ago, you, True Master Ming Liang, killed a thousand Independent Demons at Yin Yue Palace in a single swoop and even said ’Killing a thousand Loose Cultivators settles my accounts with Wu Hei and Chi Yan’s matters’." Wu Kongxue’s anger began to surge, "Dare to do it yet you still won’t admit it?"

True Master Ming Liang, feeling unjustly accused, suddenly became furious.

Suddenly, an idea struck True Master Ming Liang.

"Wu Kongxue, can you guarantee what you’re saying is true? That half a day ago there was indeed a ’True Master Ming Liang’ who went and killed a thousand of your Independent Demons?" True Master Ming Liang pursued the question.

Wu Kongxue sneered: "Of course, would I lie? You can ask any Independent Demon from Yin Yue Palace and know the truth of the matter."

"Ah, I see now, someone is stirring up trouble. It must be someone stirring up trouble," True Master Ming Liang realized this moment more clearly than ever, "Wu Kongxue, neither of our sides wants to fight over the Ni Yang Realm that does not belong to us, but someone wishes for us to battle. Now it seems, there must be someone secretly instigating this."

Wu Kongxue was also taken aback.

He too recalled Wu Hei saying that he had not killed Chi Yan.

But who then had killed Chi Yan?

"Someone is secretly instigating?" Wu Kongxue similarly came to this conclusion.

However, as Wu Kongxue scanned the entire Qingxu Mountain and the myriad figures fighting in the sky and on the ground, he knew that stopping the battle at this point was likely impossible. Every Independent Demon probably had their eyes turned red; many of their friends had been killed by the opposing side.

The situation was the same for the camp of Independent Immortals, who had also lost a large number of their ranks, while those who remained alive hated the Independent Demons they faced.

"Dead is dead, what’s it to me," Wu Kongxue sneered in his heart.

Wu Kongxue still remembered the days of his cultivation, those initial days when he was a Demon Cultivator hunted by all, wandering the world alone, killing and robbing, brutal and bloodthirsty. Fortunately, he later acquired the "Blood Demon Demon Path" manual, which allowed him to rise rapidly and become a powerhouse of the Demon Path.

"If these sect seniors from the Tenglong Continent end up dead, their positions within the major sects will likely plummet, and many smaller sects may rise. The Tenglong Continent can’t always be controlled by these major sects; it might be time for a change," Wu Kongxue thought."

True Master Ming Liang looked at Wu Kongxue, hoping he would cease the hostilities.

Because of this battle, much of Qingxu Mountain’s structures were destroyed, and as time went on, more and more disciples of Qingxu Temple died. The only peaceful place left on Qingxu Mountain was the area of the ’Ten Variations Illusion Array’.

"Instigating? Ming Liang, you, as a distinguished Twelve Tribulations Independent Immortal and currently the foremost among the Independent Immortals, actually deny your actions. I personally saw your speed when you were fleeing after killing a thousand Independent Demons. In this entire world, who has a speed that can match yours? Perhaps only the Pengmo Island Master and the Dragon Clan Patriarch. Given their high status, why would they impersonate you? Ming Liang, there’s no need for sophistry at this point."

With a speech, Wu Kongxue smashed the only reason for a ceasefire.

Kill!

This was also what Wu Kongxue was looking forward to at this moment.

It didn’t matter to him, Wu Kongxue, how many Independent Demons died. As long as the Sky-breaking Map was safe, and he could hand it over to the Demon World Envoy when he descends, Wu Kongxue would have completed a great accomplishment.

"Wu Kongxue, you refuse to see reason."

True Master Ming Liang was furious to the extreme.

Wu Kongxue let out a scornful laugh: "Enough of this noise, just act instead of talking so much." As he spoke, Wu Kongxue’s body began to emit a blinding blood-red light, which then started to congregate on Wong Kongxue’s right palm.

True Master Ming Liang snorted coldly, his body also emitting a blinding silver-white light, which similarly gathered towards True Master Ming Liang’s right fingertip.

"Blood Demon—Moon-shaped Blade!"

Wu Kongxue violently swung his hand, and a very thin, delicate, and vaguely moon-shaped blood-red blade broke through the space, tearing and rippling through wherever it passed.

"Dianxing—Breaking Space!"

True Master Ming Liang used the same powerful technique that had once forced Wu Kongxue to retreat in the Hidden Dragon Continent’s sea, manifesting a tiny point of light shooting from his index finger. This point of light, intensely concentrated, shot directly towards Wu Kongxue.

Over the skies of Qingxu Mountain.

A faint red light gently collided with a streak of silver-white brilliance, but they extinguished as though they had never appeared. However, just moments later, the area covering several hundred meters began to tremble violently.

Wu Kongxue and True Master Ming Liang’s faces drastically changed, as they simultaneously made a mad dash to escape to opposite sides.

"Boom!"

Like a shattering mirror, a giant black chasm several hundred meters long and several meters wide fractured through the space. The suction force of such a massive spatial crack was simply immense.

"Ahh~~"

Screams echoed as over a thousand Loose Cultivators within a few thousand meters’ radius were helplessly swallowed by the black chasm. Through the black chasm, one could even see the chaotic multicolored energies inside the spatial crack.

Drawing a sword to cut the water, the water flows even more.

Although the space was torn apart, it was rapidly repaired within moments, and the space returned to normal.

The spatial capacity of the Mortal World is just so strong that it’s not surprising for it to tear when two super experts of the Twelfth Tribulation fight with all their might.

"True Master Ming Liang, nearly twenty thousand Independent Immortals have died up to now, and even those above the Sixth Tribulation have nearly lost two-tenths," Xue Yuyang flew over and said to True Master Ming Liang, finding it unbearable to watch so many Loose Cultivators die one after another.

True Master Ming Liang, seeing the relentless fighting around him between Independent Demons and Independent Immortals, bit his teeth harshly and rarely cursed, "Wu Kongxue is nothing but a bastard. He’s not even a demon from Tenglong Continent; why would he care about the lives of other demons?"

"If he doesn’t care, we do. Send the order — all surviving Independent Immortals are to retreat into the Ten Variations Illusion Array. I will personally oversee the Array. Also... given the limited space in the Ten Variations Illusion Array, it will be difficult for that many Independent Immortals to enter. Thus, each room in the Upper Heavenly Palace should accommodate more Independent Immortals. Where one Independent Immortal lived, now four or five should stay. In critical times, we cannot care about comfort, and if it’s truly unlivable, let those Independent Immortals stay on the ground or in the air within the Ten Variations Illusion Array," said True Master Ming Liang, somewhat helplessly.

The Ten Variations Illusion Array had its size constraints; thus, the Independent Immortals had no choice but to live crammed together.

Following the promulgation of the command,

the Independent Immortals orderly flew into the Ten Variations Illusion Array, directly controlled by True Master Ming Liang himself. Any Independent Immortal entering would be teleported to an internal area. If any Independent Demon dared to enter, they would face certain death.

"Haha, a bunch of cowards! See if you dare to hide in the Ten Variations Illusion Array for your whole life!" Fire Demon shouted loudly in front of the Ten Variations Illusion Array.

Excited shouts erupted from the Independent Demon side.

Forcing the Independent Immortals to flee into the Ten Variations Illusion Array was extremely gratifying for countless Independent Demons. In Tenglong Continent, the forces of Independent Immortals and Independent Demons were almost equal. When had the demons ever held such an advantage to pressure the Independent Immortals into a single formation?

With a blood cloud transforming into a blood-red robe waving in the wind, Wu Kongxue stood suspended in air, his voice booming, "Ming Liang, you brats, if you have the patience, live in the Ten Variations Illusion Array forever. We, the brothers of Independent Demons, have decided to stay at Qingxu Mountain. Haha... The arrangements at Qingxu Mountain aren’t too bad. After such a fierce battle, Qingxu Mountain is only destroyed by forty to fifty percent. Unfortunately, from today onwards, Qingxu Mountain is our territory."

In the Ten Variations Illusion Array, True Master Ming Liang’s face turned beet red with anger, but he forcefully held it in.

Qingxu Mountain, the sect’s location of Qingxu Temple for a million years. For a million years, numerous predecessors and experts had arranged various restrictive formations and secret techniques to protect the sect. Even with a fierce battle among Independent Immortals, the key parts of Qingxu Mountain were still unscathed.

Meanwhile, at a distance, the Cultivators who had been observing the legendary battle from start to finish began to stealthily slip away. The spot where Qin Yu, Hou Fei, and the others had been was already devoid of the three brothers, who had left early on.

...

"Big Brother, what exactly are you planning to do? The great battle is not yet over, yet you brought us to Yin Yue Palace, what for?" Hou Fei was highly perplexed.

Qin Yu smiled mysteriously, "It’s not good if the battle ends, it’s better while they are still fighting, this play will be even more thrilling."

"What do you mean?"

Not only Hou Fei but also Hei Yu, Mo Qilin, and Shi Xin looked at Qin Yu with confusion.

Qin Yu’s gaze shifted toward the nearby Yin Yue Palace, "Feifei, Little Black. My Qin Family has preserved its legacy for a thousand years, even though the Qin Dynasty established by Emperor Qin Shi Huang had fallen, my family has remained well-preserved. However, in my generation, because of me, my family almost faced extermination. How can I face my father, the King! And my second brother, his sons, daughters, and wife have all died so much, how can I face him?"

"Everything is because of me, if I hadn’t obtained the Sky-breaking Map, none of this would have happened."

Qin Yu, looking toward the mountain range where the Yin Yue Palace was located, a killing intent surged in his eyes, "The Independent Demons and Independent Immortals dared to fight carelessly in the Qin Dynasty Palace, nearly exterminating the Qin Family. Then... I must leave them with a lasting memory."

Qin Yu’s body turned into a streak of light and flew directly above Yin Yue Palace.

Meanwhile, Hou Fei, Hei Yu, and the others were left astonished in the distance, still clueless about what Qin Yu was planning to do.

"Who goes there?" A furious voice erupted below, and a solitary demon rushed up.

"Who? The one who will annihilate your Yin Yue Palace!"

Qin Yu roared loudly, and instantaneously, his body was engulfed by towering Heavenly Fire, covering nearly ten meters. With fierce light flashing in his eyes, Qin Yu declared, "Yin Yue Palace, feel the power of the Heavenly Fire!"

The Heavenly Fire around Qin Yu suddenly transformed into numerous globes of fire, each detaching and plummeting toward the deep mountains of the Yin Yue Palace, each globe boasting a diameter of one meter.

Qin Yu was like a launcher of Heavenly Fire.

From the center where Qin Yu stood, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Heavenly Fire globes were unleashed, and the fire continued to smash down at a terrifying speed, as if Qin Yu’s Heavenly Fire was endless.

The Black Flame Monarch’s Ring, containing fire attribute energy, could be used by even higher-level Golden Immortals without any issue, and Qin Yu was merely deploying Heavenly Fire, using it up at a rate probably less than one ten-thousandth of the ring’s capacity.

In just a moment, the sky seemed to rain fireballs, plumes of fire engulfed the entire mountain range and equally enshrouded Yin Yue Palace. A catastrophe had arrived before the Independent Immortals stationed there could react.

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