Chapter 130 All Talk and No Action
The old ancestor was determined to die.
Ancestor Duan acted fairly, proving through her actions that she was impartial to everyone. She was determined to fight Dragon Breath Mountain and also the Ten Realms of Breaking Wind.
The people within the territory were terrified and cowered. After Yuan Chi died, they thought they were living a good life. Who would have thought they would suffer another disaster?
The houses within the city were breached by the disciples of the Ao Sect. The cries of children, the groans of soldiers, and the torrential rain plunged the city, which had just dispelled the dark clouds and thought it had been reborn, back into a state of devastation and panic.
Little Siji's cries shook the heavens. She was just a child and couldn't understand why her mother had led people to invade the Ten Realms. The people scattered and fled. The gods of the Desolate Clan stood up to fight, and wave after wave of Desolate Clan soldiers were dispatched, but they were repelled countless times.
There was blood on the ground, washed away by the rain into a river. Terrified, she cried and questioned her mother, "Why did you hurt them? Why did you destroy this place? This is our home!"
This was her favorite place. She loved how beautiful the Heavenly Realm was, but after a short visit, she chose to return to the Ten Realms.
She knew that her mother liked this place too, and that no matter how much her father and mother argued and got angry, they would eventually come back here.
But why doesn't Mother like it now? Aren't those collapsed houses, those soldiers and civilians who were shot down to the ground their subjects?
Then, Father arrived, followed by a large number of dragon soldiers. They fought together against the enemy, along with the demon race, the demon queen, and even the demon king. All the immortals of the thirty-six divine continents of the Heavenly Realm gathered, and their weapons were pointed at Mother.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky. This was not just due to her state of mind, but rather the result of the combined efforts of the gods, who used the power of the black crystal to activate the Heavenly Demon Array. Her mother had used the strength of the entire clan to fight against the gods, unafraid of death or injury, but it seemed that... she was afraid of pain?
The gods summoned sixteen bolts of heavenly lightning. My mother took six of them, but could no longer bear the immense pain. Her divine body trembled and she transformed back into human form.
Di Jiang rushed forward, and Xiao Siji also rushed forward. The "father and daughter" protected the seriously injured Duan Jiuyou together, finally bringing back some emotion to her eyes.
Unfortunately, these emotions did not bring her back to her senses; they only left her confused, bewildered, and, more than anything, wary.
She didn't understand why they saved her. After a moment of stunned silence, she waved them away with a palm strike and left the Ten Realms.
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Han Ling knew that the demon race had brought out the Black Crystal Stone, so he didn't dare to show himself and kept pacing around the Earth Breath Mountain.
His soul had never recovered. He had even used up half of his cultivation to control Duan Jiuyou's mind, but she failed miserably and couldn't even withstand the seventh heavenly lightning.
Enraged, Han Ling chased after her, shouting, "You're immortal, how can you be afraid to fight? Even if you withstand all sixteen Heavenly Demon Formations, it won't kill you. What are you doing back here?!"
The feud between the Dragon and Wilderness clans has been resolved, and there is no longer any opportunity to incite them. He has placed all his bets on Duan Jiuyou because he values her and the world-destroying power of the Great Qi Ao Clan behind her.
Unexpectedly, after she became possessed by a demon, she became afraid of the power of the formation. Han Ling belatedly realized that perhaps the Emperor Zong took Duan Jiuyou's painless bone in order to control this great battle.
Duan Jiuyou stopped in his tracks, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, and with a backhand slap, sent Han Ling flying.
"You make it sound so easy, why don't you go yourself?!"
She now only recognizes Han Ling, and although she sees him as an ally, she cannot tolerate him yelling at her.
She was struck by lightning and was covered in injuries; how dare he make sarcastic remarks?!
Han Ling didn't not want to go, but the demon race brought out the Black Crystal Stone. Half of his soul was demonic, so the Black Crystal Stone couldn't kill him, but it would cause him unbearable pain. Duan Jiuyou was already quite tough to withstand six heavenly lightning strikes. If it were him, he would have run away after three at most.
Seeing her unfriendly expression, he could only back down and said, "Wait for me for another month. Once my soul has fully recovered, I will be able to withstand the pain of the formation and fight alongside you."
Duan Jiuyou turned and walked away, saying, "I don't have that much time to wait for you!"
Her disciples followed her in single file. In fact, they were the most confused group, not knowing why she was attacking the Dragon and Wilderness clans, and not understanding why she was causing a war.
In their eyes, Han Ling was a stranger. Based on the demonic energy emanating from him, they deduced that he was not a good person.
Liantang said, "Don't listen to him, Ancestor. He looks like a scoundrel."
The disciple behind him chimed in, "Yes, Ancestor, what right does he have to boss you around?"
Some disciples, still confused, pressed on, asking, "Why are we fighting the Dragon and Wilderness clans?"
That's a really late question. We've already started fighting, and now you're only asking why?
Their response was a loud bang as the palace doors slammed shut.
Duan Jiuyou needed to recover from his injuries and gave them no reason or explanation.
The unexplained result is that in the previous and subsequent two or three surprise attacks, the Ao Sect disciples' attacks were all bark and no bite. Dragon Breath Mountain was destroyed, the Diligent Governance Hall was breached, and the Ten Realms of Breaking Wind were filled with ruins, but in reality, no one died. Most of the soldiers were lightly injured, the immortal officials were seriously injured, and the civilians who did not have time to dodge had only minor cuts.
The war that Han Ling wanted, the violence, was not achieved at all! If this continues, when will he ever be able to be freed from his physical body?
He was so anxious that he jumped up and down, questioning the disciples of Ao Zong.
"Why don't you go and kill people? We sent you out to fight, not to play around! What's the use of just destroying houses and palaces?!"
The disciples of Ao Zong spoke with absolute certainty about this, and their arguments were even more reasonable than his.
"We are a legitimate sect. Taking a life is tantamount to destroying our own cultivation. If we lose all our merits, how can we continue our cultivation?"
"Our ancestor used to take us out to fight often, usually just destroying people's houses to teach them a lesson. Does he really intend to take lives?"
The Dragon Clan previously accused their ancestor of being a traitor and deserved to be beaten. The Desolate Clan's Lord also deceived their ancestor and deserved to be beaten as well. Since the ancestor didn't explain the reason, they made up their own excuses, and every time they fought, they mainly relied on intimidation.
The two clans of Longhuang were initially on high alert, but after realizing that they meant no harm, they began to treat it as a friendly spar.
Han Ling gritted his teeth in anger. He had been focused on luring Duan Jiuyou, assuming that the disciples of the sect behind her would be obedient and follow her every command. He never expected them to be so resourceful!
Han Ling said, "You have a deep-seated feud with the gods. Ask your ancestor yourself and let her tell you the truth!"
He wanted them to hate the gods, to fight for hatred.
Duan Jiuyou came out at that moment, and all the disciples looked at her. Duan Jiuyou only said three words: Fight the Tenth Realm.
Upon hearing this, all the disciples followed her.
Seeing this, Han Ling stopped her, saying, "Don't go! What's the point of going if you can't even kill one person?"
"Are we just going to wait for them to come down from the Thirty-Third Heaven on their own?"
She insisted on leading people to fight in the Tenth Realm, and Han Ling's brows were furrowed into a knot.
You might say she doesn't work hard enough? She's busy every day, and the moment she opens her eyes, she looks like she's about to slay her enemy.
The soldiers of both races were not on guard against the disciples of the Ao Sect, but dared not be careless against Duan Jiuyou. The gods fought with all their might, and each time they were beaten and bruised.
He said he was working hard, but after so many days there has been no result. If even one person had died, it would have been enough to show that he had done his job well!
He even suspected that Duan Jiuyou hadn't actually been corrupted by demons and was just putting on an act for him. Seeing her walking further and further away, he quickly caught up with her and said, "I'll go with you!"
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Today, the disciples of the Ao Sect are leading the charge once again. Soldiers from both races are now all gathered in the Tenth Realm of Breaking Wind, and even the demon race has stationed themselves here.
A protective shield floated above the Ten Realms, and the disciples of the Ao Sect were responsible for breaking the shield. This process required no skill and relied entirely on brute force.
After a short while, the shield was broken, and the disciples of the Ao Sect rushed into the tenth realm to begin "sparring".
They treated the attack on the Ten Realms as practice; the divine soldiers symbolically brandished their weapons and even chatted with their disciples.
"Just give it a shot, has your ancestor not recovered yet?"
The disciples said no: "If you put in some effort, at least make your acting look decent."
They spoke softly, assuming that Han Ling and Duan Jiuyou, who were high in the clouds, couldn't hear them. Little did they know that Han Ling had extremely long ears and was adept at eavesdropping on such whispers.
He said to Duan Jiuyou, "Your men are disobedient, and you don't explain why to them, letting them do their jobs half-heartedly. Is it that they don't want to kill, or that you don't?"
"Didn't you also not put in any effort?" Duan Jiuyou said to Han Ling, tearing the blood-stained strips of cloth from his hand.
She was possessed by a demon, not insane. He talked about forming an alliance with her, but he offered no help in any way. She charged into the Heavenly Demon Formation for three consecutive days and suffered from lightning every single day.
His wounds healed only to be injured again, and he went to fight again after being injured.
Did she really deserve to be struck by lightning?
"They used my Ao Clan as a vanguard, but did nothing themselves. It was my parents who died in the battle at the bottom of the sea, not theirs. Even if we tell them stories, how much hatred could they possibly feel?"
"Then what do you think should be done?"
Han Ling humbly sought guidance, but his hand, hidden behind his back, silently summoned a beam of demonic light. He wanted to confirm once again whether she had truly lost her original heart.
The demonic energy extended outwards, winding like vines from behind Duan Jiuyou to the top of his head.
Duan Jiuyou replied nonchalantly, "Aren't you skilled at bewitching minds? Just control them to kill all those people."
The demonic light that was about to penetrate Duan Jiuyou's body was slightly suffocated.
Han Ling was slightly shocked: "You mean, you want me to corrupt your disciples and lead them astray into the demonic path?"
"Can't you do it?" Duan Jiuyou retorted with red eyes. "No one in this world will be loyal to anyone forever. The children are grown up and will have their own ideas. They were taught to help the weak and protect the common people from a young age. Now, how easy is it to ask them to take up arms and kill people? I have no interest in persuading them one by one. If you have the ability to confuse people's minds, then use it. Don't always think that I'll do my work for nothing!"
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