Compared to the Human Cultivators, the Demonic Evil Cultivators were almost purely propelled by sinister intentions and malice in their calculations.

The backlash of the Human Path Merit was even more brutal.

One after another, Demonic Evil Cultivators screamed and writhed. They spewed dark golden flames from their mouths, nostrils, and seven apertures, falling from the clouds like uprooted spring onions.

In mere moments, they were burned to char.

Neither soul nor body was spared.

Watching their underlings and various Demons suffer the backlash, the Human Cultivators on the other side were all grinning widely, their faces alight with schadenfreude.

Hmph! This King refuses to believe this.

With a cold snort, a figure shrouded in a black robe, stepping on foul mud, emerged slowly. A sinister chill emanated from him, and behind him, countless rotating, ghastly white eyeballs were faintly visible; the surrounding void turned even more gloomy and dark.

This person was none other than the Lord of Night Peace Country, one of the seven Kings of Divine Sorrow Ridge.

As he revealed himself, from beneath the ink-black robe of the Lord of Night Peace Country, a pale and terrifying vertical pupil abruptly emerged. The enormous pupil occupied his entire face, looking bizarre and frightening.

As the pale vertical eye slowly turned towards Qi Xiu in the Pillar of Merit Golden Light, the countless eyeballs in the void behind the Lord of Night Peace Country also revolved. In an instant, beams of gazes pierced through the void, shining upon Qi Xiu, aiming to reveal his true appearance.

And at this moment, the backlash of the Human Path Merit began to resurge!

POP! POP! POP!

The eyeballs behind the Lord of Night Peace Country burst one by one, spewing a sticky, foul-smelling fluid. The continuous sounds of bursting echoed like sky-piercing fireworks.

Yet, there were far too many eyeballs.

The Human Path Merit backlash was completely unable to destroy them all in such a short time.

By now, the gaze of the Lord of Night Peace Country was about to penetrate the Pillar of Merit Golden Light and completely see Qi Xiu's true form.

HUMMM—

The moment his gaze pierced through the Pillar of Merit Golden Light, the Lord of Night Peace Country let out a cold laugh.

So much for that...

BANG!

A thick, majestic, ancient, and solemn turtle shell suddenly materialized, forcefully deflecting the Lord of Night Peace Country's gaze.

"Ugh!"

The pale vertical pupil, along with all the eyeballs behind him, snapped shut simultaneously. The Lord of Night Peace Country let out a muffled grunt; his closed eyeballs, full of blood vessels, were traversed by a crack, as if they were about to shatter completely.

There is actually... a contingency.

Having suffered a setback, the Lord of Night Peace Country coldly snorted again, intending to take action, but the Lord of Green Mulberry suddenly reached out to stop him.

"Enough. This is not our territory."

Reminded by the Lord of Green Mulberry, the Lord of Night Peace Country immediately came to his senses, slowly looking at the opposition.

Many Human Race Dao Experts already bore unfriendly expressions, their eyes cold and icy. One Daoist Spirit after another manifested and gathered in the void—vibrant, boundlessly enormous, and eyeing the Demonic Evil Cultivators with restless hunger.

The region where Qi Xiu was situated was still under Human Race control.

Moreover, this spectacle of merit was particularly conspicuous; all major Ancient Sect Nobilities had sent their capable members here.

Counting the County Yamen and the top ten Ancient Sect Nobilities, there were as many as fifteen Human Race Dao Experts present.

That number was more than double that of the seven Kings.

This didn't even include the Loose Cultivator Dao Experts who had concealed their Cultivation and hurried over in secret.

If they were actually to fight, the Demonic Evil Cultivators would certainly be at a disadvantage.

Regaining his composure and recognizing that this was not the time for impulsive actions, the Lord of Night Peace Country huffed lowly and retreated, saying no more. But that pale vertical pupil beneath the black robe still seemed to flicker, fleetingly glimpsing Qi Xiu within the Pillar of Merit Golden Light.

"May Buddha's compassion be with you~ Esteemed Kings, this place is the land of our Human Race. With your presence here, what are your intentions?"

As the oldest and most senior Dao Expert present, Master Yanhui stepped forward without hesitation, looking toward the seven Kings.

"Hehe, Venerable Zen Master is too kind. We came here uninvited, and for this, we apologize. Your Human Race has found a person of great virtue who has received the grace of heaven. Naturally, we are here to offer our congratulations," the Lord of Green Mulberry gracefully stepped forward with a light laugh.

She was an extremely beautiful woman. Her features were so exquisitely crafted, it was as if nature itself had taken extra care in creating her unparalleled elegance. Any creature that glanced at her would fall into an inescapable infatuation.

Behind her, the vague shadow of a nine-tailed white fox emerged. Those snowy tails, unapologetically flaunting their noble presence and mystical power, swayed slyly with the wind, appearing and disappearing at the blurred boundary. With her every twist and turn, the shadow flickered in and out of existence, adding an element of the forbidden to her allure.

As the Lord of Green Mulberry appeared, an inexplicable force of seduction seemed to hang in the air.

Many young men among the Human Race felt their throats go dry and their hearts tingle upon seeing her.

"Cut the crap and shove your congratulations!"

As the young cultivators were lost in boundless fascination and desire, unable to extricate themselves, a sudden explosion of cursing erupted like thunder, shocking them back to sobriety.

Among the crowd, he stood out as distinctly as a lone peak, his powerful aura suppressing all surrounding noise. His stature was like an ancient war deity descended to earth; each muscular line exuded strength and resilience, as if forged from iron, immovable. His fiery red hair blazed like flames, dazzling in the sunlight and swaying with his every subtle motion. Behind him, an imposing silhouette wreathed in invisible flames flickered between light and shadow, emanating an irresistible majesty—the illusory figure of the Fire God stood proudly.

This man was none other than one of the top ten Dao Experts in the Dao Body Realm of Dianchuan Province: the Supreme Sect Leader of the Fire God Sect—Feng Yan!

As an entity not part of the ten Ancient Sect Nobilities yet ranked among the top ten Dao Experts in the Dao Body Realm, Feng Yan's strength was indisputable!

His mere presence could instantly raise the temperature of the space, making it boil. A single glance or even approaching him slightly would uncontrollably evoke a sense of awe and admiration for his masculine power in one's heart!

Struck by this powerful masculine aura, the enchanting aura of the Lord of Green Mulberry was instantly incinerated.

Feng Yan emerged from the crowd, his sharp, upturned eyes narrowed, his imposing aura palpable. He looked down at the Lord of Green Mulberry. "What are you looking at? I'm cursing you! You lot, stinking unendurably, filthy and disgusting creatures, what the hell are you loitering around for? If you provoke me, I'll scatter your ashes. Hurry up! Scram! Scram! Scram! Scram!"

Interesting.

With a slight curl of his lips, one of the seven Kings, the tallest among them, was about to step forward, eager to confront this Supreme Sect Leader of the Fire God Sect.

"Don't act rashly. This man is Feng Yan, from the Dao Body Realm of Dianchuan Province, ranked among the top ten. He practices the 'Supreme Red Fire Ten Thousand Flames Truth Scripture,' passed down from the lineage of the Star Palace! Master Xing'e once advised that to take him down for certain, we should go three against one, at the very least two against one. Never should we face this man alone in battle."

Hearing that even Master Xing'e had given instructions regarding this man, the tall Demon King spoke with a hint of surprise: Is he really this formidable?

"Dianchuan Province was once one of the ancient lands, and many of its Ancient Sect Nobilities have profound backgrounds. It's just that these old antiques all prefer to keep a low profile. They stay out of the limelight and plot in secret. If we really talk about overall strength, Dianchuan is not much weaker than Xiangchu. We must not be careless."

Seeing the Human Race's firm stance, the seven Kings were pondering how to kill this person of great virtue who had gathered such heaven-defying merit when a detached and cold voice suddenly echoed in their minds:

"Strike!"

All the Kings were taken aback, exchanging looks of surprise and disbelief. However, this moment of hesitation lasted only an instant.

The next moment, without any warning, the seven Kings suddenly attacked! Their fully unleashed Demon Qi and Demon Fog soared into the sky, instantly darkening the entire world as countless eerie black shadows howled and screamed, blanketing everything.

"How dare you!"

Feng Yan, not expecting the seven Kings to truly dare to strike, his eyebrows shooting up, bellowed in rage. An infinite sea of flames burst forth, and the majestic, imposing Fire God illusory figure at his back directly stepped out from the void.

The chaos of battle between Dao Experts was terrifying!

Facing the seven Kings' dishonorable, sudden attack, the Human Race Dao Experts on this side also became truly enraged.

Both sides went all out.

One by one, towering Daoist Spirits exuding the aura of the Dao emerged from the void, and countless ancient and mysterious visions manifested between Heaven and Earth. The mountains and rivers shattered under their spectacular and powerful attacks. Boulders fell from the sky like raindrops. Rivers flowed backward, defying gravity and forming an oppressive yet desperately beautiful spectacle in the air. The sky itself seemed fragile in the face of such an earth-shattering battle. One moment it seemed as though the heavens would collapse and crush everything beneath; another, it looked as if an invisible hand was tearing the entire sky apart.

Suddenly, the entire world appeared to be devoured by a brilliant light!

All cultivators below the Dao Body Realm scattered at the fastest speed they could manage. Even a minor shockwave from a Dao Body Realm expert's clash could kill them several times over.

And just as the battle reached its climax, with Heaven and Earth dissolving into a chaotic, indistinguishable muddle, a barefoot figure, walking slowly, gradually emerged. The surrounding cataclysmic battle seemed to have no effect on him. His calm and indifferent eyes overlooked everything; in his distinct black and white pupils, only the silhouette of a person standing in the Pillar of Merit Golden Light was reflected.

To be struck by Mr. Li's sword... you could consider yourself fortunate across three lifetimes.

Watching Qi Xiu, who was bathing in the Merit Golden Light, Demon Buddha Xing E slowly raised his right hand, gripping a Longsword wrapped in multiple layers of cloth.

But just as this Primordial Spirit Boss from Divine Sorrow Ridge turned his gaze, intending to draw his sword and cut down Qi Xiu, a piercingly cold stare suddenly made his shoulders feel heavy. The pitch-black Kasaya he wore unknowingly became covered with a thick layer of white frost.

His gaze shifting slightly, he slowly lifted his head to meet the tall figure before him, his lips parting slightly: "My Buddha is merciful. Are you… the Dianchuan Water Monarch?"

With hands clasped behind his back, looking down at Demon Buddha Xing E before him, Elder Shui smiled gently and leaned in close to his eyes.

"Little monk, you want to kill my person. Do you wish to die?"

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