Oom—!!!
The moment Gu Changyuan's final hand seal settled, an invisible bell toll of the Great Dao seemed to resonate between heaven and earth.
An unimaginably massive starlight array, covering almost the entire area of the Myriad Demon City, suddenly emerged in the firmament above.
The array patterns were as complex and profound as a universal star map, with billions of flowing runic lights cascading from its edges. It was dazzlingly brilliant, yet it exuded an ancient majesty that froze the bloodlines of all demons.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Six earth-shattering explosions erupted in rapid succession, as if tearing the world apart.
From the six corners of the light array, six resplendent pillars of light—each over a hundred zhang in diameter and completely different in color—crashed down, piercing through heaven and earth.
Immediately after, within the pillars of light, six gigantic, heaven-spanning phantoms slowly coalesced, revealing their true forms.
In the East, the Azure Dragon coiled, its scales imposing.
In the West, the White Tiger crouched, roaring towards the heavens.
In the South, the Vermilion Bird spread its wings, its crimson flames incinerating the sky.
In the North, the Black Tortoise suppressed the seas, the snake and turtle entwined.
In the Central Heavenly Position, the Qilin stepped out on clouds, suppressing the eight wastelands.
At the array's nexus, the Flying Snake slithered and meandered, captivating souls and seizing spirits.
Although the phantoms of the six ancient divine beasts made no sound, the moment they manifested, a supreme coercion originating from the primordial antiquity—towering above the source of all demon bloodlines—poured down like the tangible waters of the heavenly river.
It was not merely an oppression of power, but an absolute crushing of life levels and bloodline origins.
Argh—!
Thud!
Within the Myriad Demon City, tens of thousands of demons howled in agony simultaneously.
Demon cultivators below the Body Integration Realm fell to their knees in droves, collapsing limply. Some were even forced directly into their original forms, groveling on the ground and trembling all over. The terror radiating from the depths of their bloodlines completely shattered their wills.
Even the three Eighth-Stage Half-Immortal patriarchs in the air shuddered violently. Their protective demonic lights flickered frantically, and their expressions turned incredibly unsightly.
They felt their ancient bloodlines, which they had always taken pride in, instinctively produce a sense of trembling and submission before those phantoms.
However, this was only the beginning!
High in the sky, Gu Changyuan's right-hand seal changed again, his five fingers weaving like illusions.
Four Perils Return to Ruin Array!
Rip—!
A teeth-grating, heart-palpitating sound of erosion rang out.
A scarlet light array—slightly smaller in scope than the Six Phenomena Heavenly Meteor Array, yet as solid as eternal blood jade and emitting an aura several times more ferocious and violent—suddenly emerged in the exact center of the Six Phenomena Array, like the gates of hell opening wide.
Four terrifying figures—even more hideous, tyrannical, and filled with pure destructive desire than the divine beast phantoms—appeared in the other four directions of the array.
Taotie in the Northeast; Hundun in the Southeast; Qiongqi in the Northwest; Taowu in the Southwest.
The phantoms of the Four Great Vicious Beasts roared silently. That aura of pure slaughter, destruction, annihilation, and termination permeated the air, forming an eerie and terrifying harmony and superimposition with the majestic holiness of the six divine beasts.
The dual arrays resonated, draining the color from heaven and earth!
Above the Myriad Demon City, holiness and ferocity intertwined, creation and destruction marched hand in hand.
The light barriers of the city's grand defensive array shattered one after another. Countless buildings in the city, unable to withstand this dual heavenly might, began to crack and collapse.
Demon cultivators bled from their seven orifices, their cultivation bases dissipating.
The weaker ones had their souls instantly shattered under the interweaving of that terrifying coercion and ferocious aura, their demonic bodies turning into flying ash.
Even the demon patriarchs in the Half-Immortal Realm could not withstand the pincer attack of the dual arrays. They spurted blood, their bodies staggering, as the scales and fur on their bodies fell off in clumps.
Their auras rapidly withered, and the arrogance and anger in their eyes were long replaced by deep terror and despair.
In the face of these dual arrays, their numerical advantage and the geographical edge of their mighty city seemed so ridiculous and pale.
High above, Gu Changyuan's ten disciples were also suffering an unprecedented shock to their minds and spirits.
Although they had long known their Master was unfathomable, seeing him casually lay down this world-shocking array that enveloped an entire city and summoned the phantoms of ancient divine beasts, that kind of shock still could not be described with words.
What those ten heaven-spanning phantoms brought was not just world-destroying power oppression, but also an ancient calling and reverence from the source of their bloodlines that made their demon cores tremble slightly.
As well as the manifestation of a supreme law that transcended racial boundaries and pointed directly to the origin of the Great Dao.
They looked at the myriad demons of the Myriad Demon Alliance wailing and struggling under the dual arrays below, and then looked up at their Master's calm and indifferent back in front of them.
An unprecedented enlightenment and broad-mindedness slowly grew in their hearts.
Luo Qingchen stared blankly, her tightly clenched palms relaxing without her realizing it.
She suddenly understood that what her Master wanted her to see was never the victory, defeat, strength, or weakness of a single time or place.
When your gaze is broad enough to encompass the sea of stars, even the highest mountain before you is nothing but a grain of dust beneath your feet.
When the phantoms of these ten giant divine beasts stand tall in the nine heavens, even the pinnacle of the Half-Immortal Realm is as insignificant as an ant.
Luo Qingchen was actually a beast who had the good fortune to obtain a serendipitous encounter, transforming into a human form and evolving from a heavenly steed into a member of the demon race.
Although the innate divine abilities of beasts are generally weaker than those of the demon race, that is only speaking broadly in the Nine Heavens Realm; there are always exceptions to everything.
From birth, Luo Qingchen possessed a Saint-level bloodline. After becoming a demon, her demon core was also of the Emperor tier, and her divine abilities were considered top-tier in the entire Demon Realm.
It was just that compared to her fellow martial sisters and brothers, she was slightly inferior.
If placed in the outside world, if she were to say she was incompetent, tens of thousands of demon cultivators would die of anger on the spot upon hearing it.
And the ten great divine beasts present were all entities that had transformed from beasts to demons, possessing pure divine beast bloodlines.
The heaven-shaking anomaly here had long surpassed the influence of the Myriad Demon City itself.
The terrifying oppression and law fluctuations released by the superimposition of the dual grand arrays, which bordered on altering heaven and earth, stirred up ripples that instantly spread across the entire vast Demon Realm.
Everywhere in the Demon Realm—whether it was the Extreme North Ice Plains, the Southern Wasteland Fire Domains, the Eastern Sea Immortal Islands, or the Western Desert Ancient Lands—all the settlements of upper-tier and even top-tier demon races with profound foundations were alarmed.
Countless old monsters who had been in secluded cultivation for who knew how many years, possessing decayed yet terrifying auras, abruptly opened their eyes. The divine light in their eyes broke through their seclusion, piercing through the endless void to look towards the location of the Myriad Demon Alliance.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
