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Chapter 210 - 208: Divine Emperor, Let Me Measure Your Strength!

Chapter 210: Chapter 208: Divine Emperor, Let Me Measure Your Strength!

Compared to the fierce battle with Star Moon Tower, what filled the members of Beast Taming Sect with even more hatred was the Qingheng Sect.

The sect that had pulled them down from their throne as the overlord of Qingzhou and expelled them from the territory.

Liang Hui looked at the hatred brimming in the eyes of those around him, nodded lightly, and made his decision.

"Then it will be the Qingheng Sect."

"We set out in three days, use this time to arrange all matters concerning the campaign."

"Understood."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After discussing some specific details, they left one by one.

Soon, in the council hall, only Liang Hui and Ji Lu remained.

The young man reached out his palm, and a storage ring appeared between his fingers, which he then passed on.

"Here are some resources, Sect Master. It’s up to you to distribute them, as the sect’s strength has weakened."

"I’m aware."

Ji Lu’s face showed a trace of bitterness.

In the past two years, the sect had suffered continuous setbacks due to the turmoil in Tuzhou, the assaults by the Heng Sect, the encirclement by Star Moon Tower, and the suppression by the Imperial Court. The losses had been too heavy, but at least all of that was about to pass.

Taking the storage ring that was handed to her,

Ji Lu flipped her palm, and an ancient bronze cauldron appeared, which she placed in front of her in turn.

"Your Majesty, I hope you will use this cauldron to draw a conclusion to the grievances and hatred between the Beast Taming Sect and the Qingheng Sect."

Liang Hui clenched the object lightly, feeling the coolness transmitted to his palm.

"As you wish."

He slowly stood up and took a step forward.

Disappeared within the palace.

In the council hall, Ji Lu was left alone.

She stood up.

Turned around!

Facing the ancestral statues behind her, she bowed slowly, her voice proud and excited:

"Ancient forebears, the younger generation will accomplish a glorious feat that our lineage has never before achieved."

...

The Qingheng Sect, too, had learned that the Divine Emperor was the Taoist Child of the Beast Taming Sect.

And their information came just one hour after the Beast Taming Sect received theirs.

At that moment, the entire sect was at a loss.

Why?

Why would such an unimaginably huge fortune fall upon a household on the brink of extermination?

First came the bewilderment, then the fear that rose from the depths of their hearts.

The Aberrant Sect Master of such a top-tier lineage had been reduced to the dust of history, becoming a thing of the past.

Correct! It could not yet be called the past, for the Aberrant Cult Master was still wailing upon the cliffside.

At this moment, from the Primordial Spirit experts to the outer disciples, despair surged within their hearts.

No escape, no fight, it seemed they could only wait for death.

While the Qingheng Sect was in turmoil,

In a secluded loft in the back mountain,

A blue-eyed woman stood at the window sill, resting her face on one hand.

The woman’s hair was as smooth as silk, her pupils like the purest ocean of azure, radiating divine light, as she gazed upon the chaotic sect.

Creak!

The door to the woman’s room was pushed open as a servant girl rushed in, her eyes filled with urgency.

"Saintess, it’s terrible. The Divine Emperor is the Taoist Child of the Beast Taming Sect, and now it’s being said everywhere that he will soon lead an expedition against our sect."

"Oh! I know."

The response was calm and collected, the corners of her lips turning upward, eyes slightly narrowed, much like a fox.

Surprise flickered across the servant girl’s face, but in the moment, she had no time to give it much thought.

"Saintess, we should leave too, to preserve the hope of our sect’s resurgence for the future."

"Xiao Zi, you go first,"

the blue-eyed woman said, waving her hand indifferently.

The servant girl’s face showed struggle and conflict, it felt wrong to leave when the Saintess had been kind to her on normal days,

but staying here would serve no purpose either.

"Go on, don’t hesitate. I’ll be leaving in a few days as well,"

the blue-eyed woman dropped the arm that had been propping up her face, stood up straight, emitting a serene aura.

"Alright."

With the departure of the servant girl,

The loft was left with only the woman, who looked with an indescribable expression at the noisy crowd below.

"It’s been thousands of years since I’ve seen such a throng of people, a sight that evokes nostalgia!"

"It seems we’ve returned to the years of campaigning in the human world,"

"Although preparations were not fully sufficient, they should suffice for Your Majesty to weigh your options—Divine Emperor,"

An imperceptible voice echoed around the woman.

The woman with blue eyes smiled charmingly, her demeanor cold yet gentle.

.....

Time passed, and three days blinked by.

Thousands of miles away from Qingheng Sect, a narrow crack emerged.

A pale hand reached out from the crack and gave a gentle pat.

Crack! Crack!

The pitch-black fissure instantly expanded to several miles in range.

Below the crisp, pleasant sound of imperial bells,

The White Bone Tiger Demon, pulling an ancient war chariot, stepped out of the void.

Following it, enormous beastly silhouettes appeared in succession, pulling variously colored flying boats.

Soon, the Vault of Heaven was filled with all manner of huge beasts and airships, some brand new, some worn.

A chilling intent to kill spread for a hundred miles unabated.

Roar!

The White Bone Tiger Demon bellowed, pulling the chariot swiftly toward the direction of Qingheng Sect.

The conquering army of the Beast Taming Sect followed closely behind.

This time, the Beast Taming Sect had mobilized all its resources, intent on witnessing the downfall of their age-old adversary.

At the same time, Qingheng Sect also detected the movements thousands of miles away.

"They are coming!" A hoarse shout echoed through the sect.

Streams of light rose from the sect’s traditions, forming a colorful barrier that enveloped the sect.

And the normally untapped reserves and forbidden artifacts of Qingheng Sect were all activated.

Since the Beast Taming Sect hadn’t left them a way to survive, they would see for themselves the might of the Divine Emperor’s fists.

You want our lives? Fair enough!

Come and take them with your fists.

This was the collective thought of all those choosing to defend the sect to the death, disciples, elders, and the Sect Master alike.

A journey of a thousand miles.

In less than a moment, the Beast Taming Sect’s invasion force had arrived at the gate of Qingheng Sect.

The aura of slaughter shot straight into the sky.

Suddenly, an aged voice came from within Qingheng Sect.

"Divine Emperor Your Majesty, if you cease now, Qingheng Sect is still willing to follow the Divine Court, fighting tooth and nail against the Heavenly Demon Realm,"

"There is no place for your traditions on the new world’s vessels,"

Liang Hui, holding the Eternal Spear in one hand, gazed at Qingheng Sect shrouded in various lights.

With but a thought,

The White Bone Tiger Demon extended its forepaw and fiercely slapped down.

In an instant, all disciples within Qingheng Sect felt as if the whole world had plunged into darkness.

The beast’s paw obscured the sky, like a white pillar falling from heaven with a crash.

Boom! Thunderous roars!

Amidst loud booms, the colorful barrier stirred with ripples.

Billowing shockwaves arose from the point of impact, pushing aside mountains and the earth, revealing trench upon trench.

The White Bone Tiger Demon’s tiger eyes burned with a pale flame, boiling over at this moment.

It howled towards the heavens,

Just as it was about to lift its paw for another strike,

"Alas!"

"Who would have thought the cur of yesteryear would have a day of killing their way back,"

"We were too kind. Back then, we should have ignored the obstacles of the great Zhou and eradicated them completely,"

A five-colored sword light flew out from within the barrier, heading straight for the foremost war chariot.

The peerless edge cut a long fissure across the sky.

As the tiger paw lifted, dense Runes circulated over it, then it slammed directly towards the sword light.

Crack!

After a momentary standoff, the sword light shattered with a clink.

Liang Hui bowed his head, looking at a sword mark on the tiger’s paw, his expression indifferent.

The arm holding the Golden War Lance slightly retracted.

The next moment, he thrust forward suddenly.

Splendid golden light filled the heavens and the Earth in an instant.

The spear tip, cold and gleaming, at that moment unveiled various visions: hordes of demons capitulating, worlds collapsing.

Such a terrifying spectacle reappeared in the world, making everyone’s color drain.