The Three Holy Places Are Doomed

"Lingduo!!"

You heard a commander among the Dragonkin shout.

This phrase meant something akin to "open fire."

Instantly, several massive siege engines launched their attacks on the battlefield simultaneously.

The giant energy bolts fired from the ballistae easily pulverized high mountains and great rivers, plowing out a valley wherever they passed.

The fireballs hurled by the siege cannons were like miniature nuclear bombs; every explosion left a bottomless crater.

Meanwhile, the colossal chariot ignored all obstacles, rampaging across the battlefield. Even the guardian divine beasts brought from the Holy Land could not withstand a single collision from it.

The Dragonkin kept pulling out similar massive war machines in an endless stream.

They hadn't actually lost many men so far, but the Holy Land's side had already suffered over half casualties.

Worse still, this Heavenly Venerable, who was suspected of killing God Xiaoyao, had yet to make a move!

"We can't keep fighting! We'll be completely wiped out! Retreat to the east!"

You fought as you retreated.

Using flying spiritual artifacts to carry the low and mid-level martial artists who couldn't fly.

Unfortunately, the Great Wilderness was simply too vast.

Even if the Four Ancestors of the Monster Race rushed here as desperately as possible, distant water could not put out a nearby fire.

You had entered your peak state, your height breaking past a hundred meters.

All the methods of the Dragonkin army were indeed unable to do anything to you.

Therefore, they chose to use crowd-control spiritual artifacts and tactics to pin you down, pouring more firepower into slaughtering those they could actually handle.

The enemy forces arrived later but struck first, already forming an encirclement.

The gap between the two sides was simply too large, whether in terms of strength or the number of combat units.

Using only a portion of the Human Realm to fight against half of the Dragonkin Expeditionary Army's forces was an impossible task to begin with.

Total annihilation was only a matter of time.

Hua Wuyan stood on your shoulder, as you were now a giant.

"Let's go."

"But what about them..."

"They cannot be saved. We still have the Monster Race, the Five Domains, and the Star Domain. At the very least, you cannot fall here. If we wait until that Heavenly Venerable makes a move, you won't be able to leave either. Don't forget, even God Xiaoyao died at his hands."

War was just this cruel.

You had to make the decision to sacrifice the pawns to save the king.

"No! I have to take away as many as I can!"

At a hundred meters tall, you dragged along a giant cauldron that was also a hundred meters tall, beginning to scoop people up from the battlefield.

"Wu Yue! Long Yang! Island Master! Master! High Priest Dongfang! Holy Lord of Mountains and Seas! Holy Lord of the Firmament! Elders! Seniors..."

Braving the stormy attacks of the Dragonkin army, you moved across the battlefield as if no one else was there, sweeping in all directions, charging in and out of the enemy lines time and time again.

The Entry Slingshot shot out entries, throwing the besieging Dragonkin army into complete disarray. One moment they were dancing, the next they were singing—all bizarre actions that left the leisurely Heavenly Venerable watching from the sky utterly bewildered.

You stored all the surviving martial artists from the Three Great Holy Lands with higher combat power or potential into the cauldron.

It was an act of desperation.

God Xiaoyao was dead.

The Seven Luminaries Immortal Array could no longer gather its seven array cores.

You had to place your hopes on the remaining members of the Human Race, praying that someone could still break through to the Martial God realm.

If one were to ask where a Martial God was most likely to be born, it could only be from the Three Great Holy Lands, which possessed the most complete inheritances and whose overall strength had always been at the apex of the Human Realm.

Therefore, you couldn't just leave directly, abandoning so many Martial Saints, Martial Kings, geniuses, and outstanding heroes to be buried here.

The Cauldron Realm wasn't large; you could only fit as many as possible, trying to pack it full.

Hua Wuyan assisted from the side, resolving many troubles and deflecting attacks for you.

As a Martial God, the enemies present couldn't do anything to her either, unless the Heavenly Venerable personally took action, or an Earthly Venerable used a Super Soul combat technique to temporarily enter the Martial God realm.

Finally, the Cauldron Realm could hold no more.

On the battlefield, very few martial artists from the Three Great Holy Lands were still alive.

You stood in the air, surrounded in all directions by Dragonkin aiming magic bullet cannons at you.

Hua Wuyan stood on your shoulder, softly chanting some kind of incantation. She was communicating with the Spirit of the Earth, intending to borrow its power to execute a spatial jump.

As long as she took you through a spatial jump, you could then store the Nine Provinces Cauldron into your body, instantly taking away the cauldron packed full of people.

However, at this moment, there were still tens of thousands of people fighting bloody battles on the battlefield below.

In the face of the Dragonkin's war machines, they fell in droves, their bodies obliterated without a trace.

Your eyes were wide with fury and shock, your hatred for these invaders piercing straight to the bone.

"Senior Hua, let's go!"

Before your voice faded, an androgynous voice echoed in the air.

"Oh? Did you think you could just leave?

I have been watching your every move; I merely wanted to see what kind of tricks you were playing.

You want to borrow the power of the Spirit of the Earth?

Hehe, it won't be long before we capture it."

You looked up, but the figure in the sky had disappeared.

Looking down again, a Dragonkin about two meters tall, covered in blue-gold scales, with a slender build and two pairs of fleshy wings on his back, stood before you.

At this moment, you were a hundred meters tall and he was only two meters, yet between the two of you, his aura was higher than yours.

An invisible sense of oppression emanated from him.

Although he was smiling, looking through his eyes, you seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Those were eyes tempered through countless realm wars and endless massacres.

With a mere flick of his finger, the opponent forcibly terminated Hua Wuyan's chanting.

Hua Wuyan spoke in a low voice.

"He severed my connection with the Spirit of the Earth. However, this is only temporary. Given time, I can still borrow its power, but..."

But how could the opponent possibly give you time?

"There is no need to be surprised. I carry an avatar of my realm's Spirit of the Earth. The status of my realm is already far superior to the Human Realm; naturally, your Spirit of the Earth must obediently submit before me."

As he spoke, the Heavenly Venerable extended a demonic claw and pointed it directly toward the center of your brow.

"The Man of Variables—that is what the High Priest calls you. You indeed have the qualifications to be an enemy of my realm, but that is all. In my eyes, you are merely a slightly larger ant."

In merely an instant, you felt as if all the power in your body had been sealed; you couldn't exert any strength at all.

The light around you dimmed, turning day into night!

A terrifying power was gathering on that demonic claw, swallowing all the light.

I must dodge!

This was the voice of your instinct.

"Watch out!"

Hua Wuyan's walking stick suddenly raised up, colliding with the beam of absolute darkness shot from the Heavenly Venerable's demonic claw.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

Hua Wuyan's walking stick shattered explosively.

"Senior Hua!"

You backhandedly pulled her behind you, relying on the Mountain and River Armor and the effects of your various entries to withstand the residual shockwaves.

The Heavenly Venerable tilted his head and cast a glance at you.

"You are actually unharmed? Do you possess other treasures besides the Five Elements Root Artifacts? Heh, let me see for myself!"

The Heavenly Venerable took a single step forward. Though he had not yet arrived, a terrifying pressure was already crashing down from above.

You and Hua Wuyan were instantly crushed into the ground.

At a hundred meters tall, the massive crater you smashed into the earth was absurdly huge, resembling a true meteorite crater.

Just as the Heavenly Venerable was about to close in for the kill, a figure trailing a tail of black flames rushed forward.

"Boss, run!"

"Black Wind! Don't go!!"

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