Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

"Ju Mang, stop playing around. Quickly, tell me, who is coming?" Sect Master Di Yi's gaze sharpened as he coldly rebuked.

"Hee hee, it's that old woman Tian Jue!" Emperor Ju Mang's true form was an Ancient Spiritual Root, and even after being conferred the title of Divine Queen, her nature remained simple and innocent.

Sect Master Di Yi frowned at these words, feeling more and more that something was amiss.

Suddenly, a flash of spirit light appeared in his mind, and he finally realized what he had been neglecting.

"Something's wrong! Why has that traitor not shown himself yet? Where is he now? Could it be a conspiracy?" Di Yi's thoughts raced like electricity, instantly distilling all information related to Zhao Sheng from the vast and smoky intelligence.

Back then, after a brief glimpse on the Ascension Platform, that traitor had vanished from the world, remaining untraceable ever since.

However, Di Yi was extremely convinced that it was that traitor who was secretly instigating this prematurely initiated grand showdown, possibly being the "most crucial pusher."

In fact, Di Yi's suspicion was spot on, but it was only now that he realized this, and it was somewhat too late.

"I can't wait any longer! If I continue to delay, unforeseen changes may arise!"

Di Yi's mind was racing, with an ominous premonition rapidly increasing, prompting a change in his previous thinking.

Resolving on his thoughts, Di Yi immediately issued a series of orders to Que Yue and the other subordinates.

The Netherworld army, led by the Heavenly Dao Sect, finally began to operate with full force, revealing the truly terrifying side of this vast war machine.

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The endless blood-red vast ocean, with the sea surface suddenly bubbling with large clusters of bubbles, and the surrounding dense blood spirits seemed to sense immense danger, all fleeing frantically.

Plop, plop, plop!

In the next second, massive vortices appeared on the sea surface, and from the depths of the vortices, numerous twisted, dark humanoid Divine Statues rose.

Crack, crack!

A series of fine cracking sounds arose, and the twisted Divine Statues suddenly split into countless cracks, followed by a shower of black ash falling off.

Soon, dried and emaciated Ancestor Corpses reappeared in the human world.

These Ancestor Corpses soaked in the Blood Sea, their desiccated shells frantically absorbing the surrounding blood water, like sponges.

In the blink of an eye, the Ancestor Corpses visibly became "plump" and then slowly ascended into mid-air, each emanating a mighty and overwhelming aura.

These Ancestor Corpses... were all Nascent Soul Great Priests during their lifetimes!

Upon careful counting, there were as many as eighty-one of them!

At this moment, standing at the altar's center, Sect Master Di Yi raised his hand without thinking, and a white light descended into his palm, followed by the emergence of a divine-soled, crystalline bone horn.

The bone horn appeared exquisitely peerless, engraved densely with countless three-dimensional inscriptions inside and out, with a deep and shifting black light within, seeming to instantly captivate any who dared to gaze upon it.

This item was precisely the Holy Sound Horn, refined using the Blood God's Arm Bone.

Sect Master Di Yi took a deep breath, grasping the horn tightly with his right hand, and pure mana poured violently into it.

Wuu~ Wuu~

With the sound of a deep and desolate horn echoing over the Blood Sea, circles of invisible ripples instantly radiated from Sect Master Di Yi's center, transforming into massive waves sweeping towards every corner.

A magical treasure refined from the Great Ability Arm Bone of someone in the Tribulation Crossing realm. Under the impetus of a Divinity Transformation True Monarch, its formidable power was truly astounding, covering tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

In no time, tens of thousands of cultivators from the Netherworld faction, from the Divinity Transformation True Monarchs to the Qi Refining Priests, instantly realized the commencement of the total assault upon hearing the horn's blare!

Nevertheless, those to respond first were the eighty-one Nascent Soul Ancestor Corpses.

All Ancestor Corpses abruptly opened their blood-red eyes, letting out eerie laughter as they soared skyward, accompanied by raging flames, heading straight to the battlefield's center... where the battle was about to collapse!

Things were taking a turn now, as the Ancestor Corpses entered the fray, immediately creating a scene like thunder meeting Earth Fire, the brutality of the combat, and the ensuing fiery chaos a rare sight across millennia.

The combatants from both sides frequently self-destructed, often perishing together; the living were no match for this band of death-defying entities.

Thus, the Nascent Soul Great Priests of the Heavenly Dao Sect fled chaotically, abandoning their Floating Fortresses behind like terrified rats.

At this point, over a hundred tunneling lights continuously flew from the Central Continent Alliance Fleet overhead, revealing a new group of fake death Nascent Soul Ancestors in various sect's Magic Robes, racing over the Great Wall Defense Line towards the central battle group.

These Nascent Soul Ancestors of various sects hadn't arrived yet when each suddenly unfolded Magic Domain Force Fields spanning hundreds or thousands of feet beneath them, some surrounded by roaming Sword Pills, others wielding Three-foot Green Blades, some donned in scholarly robes and hats, while others wore Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Robes with turtle backs and crane shapes, charging ferociously at the eighty-one Nascent Soul Ancestor Corpses.

In less than three breaths, over a hundred earth-shattering explosions erupted in the void within a thousand miles.

The black clouded Heavenly Curtain was torn by a chaotic surging mana storm, leaving countless colossal deep pits across the earth, exterminating countless Corpse Ghosts amidst the mana storm.

The sky was resplendent, wildly vivid, yet teeming with countless perilous killing intents, and the thundering explosions incessantly roared, completely upheaving the terrestrial surroundings.

In an instant, everyone's attention was riveted on this destined-to-be-etched-in-history fierce battle.

However, under the cover of the glaring brilliance filling the sky, the Time-Space Rift noiselessly "spat out" nearly a hundred disc-shaped boats.

These disc-shaped boats were arranged exceptionally closely, appearing from afar like a massive diamond-shaped object.

And this was only the first batch, followed by... the second batch... the third batch...