Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

"It's terrible, another sect has been exterminated by the Otherworld Demons. This time it's He Mountain Sect!"

"Urgent! The Three Yang Sect has sent an emergency plea for help, saying... that two Nascent Soul Demons suddenly attacked the mountain gate, and now the Mountain Guardian Formation is in grave danger. The sect is facing imminent destruction, and they beg the Alliance Hierarch for assistance..."

"Ah, have you heard, Taoist? Over ten Cultivation Families within Da Qi have been exterminated in a single day, not a single member left alive. The culprit is none other than the Nascent Soul Old Demon sent by the Netherworld."

"Ancestor, bad news, very bad news! Our Senior Uncle has just sent an urgent report, saying that there are Nascent Soul Demons near Langhuan Palace, seemingly eyeing the foundation of our mountain gate. Ancestor, please hurry back to the palace to preside over!"

"Reporting to the Ancestor, we have just received an urgent report. Our Holy Emperor was assassinated yesterday, and Wei Ancestor, who was guarding the royal palace, suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons and has not been seen since. The capital is in turmoil, and urgently requires a Nascent Soul Ancestor to preside..."

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In the blink of an eye, the interdimensional war has already lasted for half a month.

For half a month, the main fleets of the Heavenly Pillar and Netherworld remain motionless in a strange standoff.

In contrast, the ground battle with the Corpse Ghost army in the siege has become increasingly brutal, indescribably fierce!

The demon beast army that appeared in the early stage has long been buried under mountains of corpses and seas of ghosts, almost entirely depleted. Only seven or eight critically injured Nascent Soul Demon Kings managed to escape back to their side's camp, barely surviving.

"Prepare for the ninth round of Heavenly Fire deployment! Fleet number Xin Jiu is set to move out."

"Immortal Device Sect's twentieth centenary squad, immediately proceed to the Golden Wall to take over the east three-section frontline, replacing the previous round's team."

"Fleet numbers Wu San and Xin Jiu are dispatched, targeting a hundred miles ahead of the western section of the Great Wall, with Spiritual Power cannons firing at full power for ten rounds... then return."

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As each command was sent from Flying Immortal City to various parts of the battlefield, the Heavenly Pillar army began a new round of frequent mobilization, only a small vignette in the month's grand battle.

Even with constant command for half a month without rest, Daoist Qing Miao remained perfectly poised and energetic, seemingly showing not a hint of fatigue.

With nearly three hundred years of experience as Alliance Hierarch leaders, the Divine Soul and Will of this leader of the Supreme Sensing Sect had been honed to unparalleled resilience, and their command artistry had reached the realm of Divine Transformation.

Rumbling!

Two hundred Southern Heaven Warships moved out uniformly, quickly arriving above the Golden Wall.

These Southern Heaven Warships were three hundred zhang long, with hundreds of yawning cannon ports exposed along the sides of the hull, runes on the surface flowed unpredictably, directly aiming forward.

On each battle ship were eighty-eight Zhao's Taoist Soldiers, with a row of Thunder Fire Bags hanging from their waists.

Boom boom boom!

The next second, countless massive ghostly green fireballs fell from the Southern Heaven Warships, so numerous they nearly covered the sky.

In an instant, ghostly green "fire rain" fell from the sky.

Once the ghostly green fireballs hit the ground, they exploded, turning an area several zhang in radius into a ghostly green Fire Sea.

In the blink of an eye, the tens of miles range before the Golden Wall transformed entirely into a Fire Sea, burning countless Zombie Ghosts to ashes.

These ghostly green flames, also known as Corpse Burning Soul Fire, are the nemesis of outcasts like Zombie Ghosts. Getting even a trace on them turns into fuel for burning until they are reduced to ashes.

Taking advantage of this, the city began a new round of defense change...

At this moment, two fleets of Flying Boats simultaneously charged out from both flanks of the Heavenly Pillar Fleet, sweeping over the Fire Sea like two giant hands, aggressively looming over the Corpse Ghost army.

The next moment, tens of thousands of Spiritual Power Light Columns shot down, blasting countless craters into the ground, causing hundreds of thousands of Corpse Ghosts to vanish.

Woo! Woo!

A blare of a horn sounded, and suddenly nearly a thousand Dark Disc Boats surged out from the Ghost God Fleet, charging ferociously toward this place.

Seeing this, the two fleets of Flying Boats swiftly and cleanly turned to retreat, seemingly grasping the essence of "when the enemy advances, we retreat"...

At the same time, while commanding the battle, Daoist Qing Miao had to spare some Spirit to handle a heap of troubles within the alliance.

This was because since the beginning of the war, the extermination massacres had been reported continuously across the Central Continent, and the number of such incidents had surged drastically in the past few days.

As of today, over a hundred sects and families have been exterminated, leaving not even a survivor.

The cruelty and mercilessness of the murderers are outrageous!

The Netherworld's methods are despicably venomous, flagrantly sending Nascent Soul Ancestors to commit crimes everywhere without regard for implicit rules.

With news of the extermination massacres spreading across the alliance, countless Cultivators are both grieved and incredibly fearful, dreading that their sect may be next in line for extermination.

Thus, in the fervent emotions, the hundred sects and family forces that were brutally exterminated united and came to Daoist Qing Miao, demanding that the alliance dispatch a specialized hunting team to completely eliminate those murderers.

Daoist Qing Miao, aware this was a Netherworld ploy to disrupt military morale, nonetheless had to allocate his most precious Nascent Soul forces, dispatching two teams comprised of two Great Cultivators and four Nascent Soul Ancestors to quell the "fire" in the rear.

A day passed in an instant, yet the war fires remained unextinguished, still raging from day to night. The Corpse Ghost army on the ground has been cleared wave after wave, yet so far no decrease is seen.

The dark clouds hung low, blocking the bright moon of the Heavenly Vault, with a persistent heavy smell of decay pervading between heaven and earth.

"Alliance Hierarch, we cannot persist meaninglessly in this stalemate any longer. Haven't you realized? The Netherworld thieves are conspicuously using the endless Corpse Ghosts to deliberately deplete our war reserves. You must order a general offensive now! Otherwise, if military morale falters, it will be too late to regret."