Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 666 - 666 685 Turmoil Begins

666: Chapter 685 Turmoil Begins 666: Chapter 685 Turmoil Begins With many things in need of revival and losses heavy, a single Great Witch of the Witch Clan dealt a grievous blow to the Heavenly Court, a Quasi-Saint reduced the Heavenly Court to a state unable to resist; this was not just a tribulation for the Heavenly Court, it was a monumental disgrace.

This disgrace belonged to not just the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven but also to Ye Xuan.

Although Yi had been defeated and fled, with only a head remaining after being shattered by Ye Xuan, this was far from over.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, this was what Ye Xuan sought to do, and what he must do.

On that day, the war drums of Heavenly Court thundered relentlessly, Immortals from all directions began to gather, and countless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals stood in grave silence, casting an extremely heavy atmosphere over the entire Heavenly Court.

Dou Niu Palace lay in ruins, with wreckage as far as the eye could see, Ye Xuan stood amidst the ruin, a chilling aura seeping from him as his eyes flickered deep and gloomy.

No one knew what was on his mind.

Logically, after such a calamity, the Heavenly Court should have been rebuilt, but Ye Xuan did not choose to do so.

The moment he issued the Dharma Decree for the Heavenly Emperor to mobilize against the Witch Clan, his stance was clear.

The Immortals of the Heavenly Court, millions of Heavenly Soldiers, a vast mass of figures stretched as far as the eye could see, but all their gazes were focused intently on Ye Xuan, a fiery enthusiasm passing through everyone’s eyes.

The Heavenly General Shen Gongbao approached briskly, bowing deeply to Ye Xuan.

“Have all the people arrived?” Ye Xuan asked in a deep voice.

“The Twenty-Eight Constellations lost eight, the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars fell by three, and along with the million Heavenly River Water Army, and Patrol Angels…” Shen Gongbao did not dare to delay, quickly reporting the casualty situation to Ye Xuan.

On this day, the Group of Immortals in the Heavenly Court stood solemn and silent, Heavenly Soldiers and Generals stood grim without a word, as imperial edicts from the Heavenly Emperor spread throughout the Three Realms, plunging the entire Three Realms into complete chaos.

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Three months later, the Heavenly Court would rally all forces to initiate a punitive expedition against the Witch Clan.

News of this spread through the Three Realms, causing an uproar and disbelief.

But that was not all.

One explosive piece of news followed another, directly impacting everyone’s nerves.

A large number of Patrol Angels departed from the Heavenly Court, bearing Ye Xuan’s Dharma Decrees to all major Daoist lineages, proclaiming in the name of the Lord of the Three Realms, that they gather every Immortal within their sects three months later to strike at the Witch Clan together.

As this news spread across the Three Realms, it immediately caused a huge stir.

It was known that this was the first time Ye Xuan, in the name of the Heavenly Emperor, had commanded all major Daoist lineages for his service, but the attitudes of these lineages remained unknown!

Lingshan Thunderclap!

Duobao Tathagata sneered repeatedly, tossing Ye Xuan’s decree aside.

Ye Xuan and that monkey had almost overturned his Lingshan; now, with the Heavenly Court confronting the Witch Clan, this was an enjoyment for him; how could he obey Ye Xuan’s orders?

As for the Chan Sect, it was even less necessary to say; they turned a deaf ear to outside affairs and had no response whatsoever to the so-called decree of the Heavenly Emperor, whilst the Immortal Sects from the Four Seas all around also procrastinated and prevaricated— clearly unwilling to heed the call.

As for the Underworld, they bore no response at all; Ye Xuan’s decrees were as if stones dropped into a vast sea.

Lord of the Three Realms, His Reverence the Heavenly Emperor, decrees that all under heaven must obey, and all things bow down.

These words may sound pleasant, but their execution is fraught with immense difficulties.

Even from the Jade Emperor’s time, it was evident that the so-called ruler of the Three Realms was nothing more than a title in name only.

Though Ye Xuan was certainly not the Jade Emperor, and all the major Daoists held him in great fear, one must not forget that at this moment, Ye Xuan is about to madly wage war on the Witch Clan, an act tantamount to suicide.

The major Daoist Sects surely did not wish to be involved in this matter.

Indeed, under the command of the Heavenly Emperor’s name, Ye Xuan called upon the Three Realms, yet not a single Daoist Sect responded.

This left the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven and Ye Xuan in an extremely awkward position for a time.

Yet this was not the end.

A heaven-shattering piece of news came once again, plunging the Three Realms into chaos.

A fiery wave swept through the heavens, earth, and the realms of mortals.

Divine Weapons and Secret Techniques, Cultivation Techniques and Spiritual Medicines, and even the revered Earthly Saintly Peaches and the legendary Nine Revolutions Daluo Golden Pill—all of these circulated amongst the beings of the Three Realms.

The Heavenly Emperor decreed that whoever killed a member of the Witch Clan, from the ordinary to the Ancient Great Witches, would have the doors of the Heavenly Court Treasury opened for them and would be granted a significant reward.

Regardless of Cultivation Techniques or Peaches and Spirit Pills, as long as you can bring the heads of the Witch Clan to the Heavenly Court, whatever you desire, the Heavenly Court will not be stingy in bestowing.

The world bustles for profit; this is an eternal truth that attracts countless people.

As the saying goes, wealth moves the heart.

How vast are the Three Realms?

And how numerous are the Loose Cultivators?

Upon hearing this news, some of them took up daring actions, fixating their attention on the Witch Clan.

Of course, these Loose Cultivators did not possess high Cultivation; the most powerful among them had only reached the second divide of the Daluo phase.

But their sheer numbers were overwhelming.

While they dared not venture into the ancestral land of the Witch Clan, there were still members of the clan in the outer world.

This subjected the Witches remaining outside to unimaginable difficulties.

Blood spilled in every corner of the Three Realms, causing unrest in the four continents.

Any trace of the Witch Clan would invariably lead to a frenzied pursuit by countless Immortals.

The individual combat power of the Witch Clan was indeed fearsome, yet even a formidable tiger cannot withstand a pack of wolves.

Overwhelmed by the sheer numbers, countless members of the Witch Clan in the Three Realms met tragic deaths.

Chaos enveloped Heaven and Earth as a great calamity descended.

This was all just because of a decree from Ye Xuan, and it taught all the major Daoist Sects the extent of Ye Xuan’s madness without predicting how the situation would evolve.

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Simultaneously!

Atop the Mountain of Mind and Heart, within the Three Star Cave.

“Wukong, do you really intend to get involved in this great calamity?” A Daoist with the visage of a youthful elder, dressed in a moon-white robe, sits amidst the void, speaking in a low voice.

“Master, he has been kind to me.

Even if Saints obstruct the path, as his disciple, I must lend him my strength,” Sun Wukong, clad in black battle armor and wielding the Ruyi Jingu Bang, said with a determined gaze.

“Before you involve yourself in this great chaos, let me remind you that the great cataclysm of Heaven and Earth has already begun.

This Ye Xuan is the person linked to the prophecy, and behind him stands an immensely terrifying figure, not only his Master but someone who has been covertly plotting and scheming against him.

If you become too entangled with him, I fear your future may not end well,” the venerable Master Bodhi ominously declared.

“How terrifying?

Could it be one of the six great Saints?” Sun Wukong’s eyes narrowed upon hearing the words of Master Bodhi.

“Wukong, this world is not as simple as you imagine.

There are some, though not Saints, whose depths are unfathomable, even to me.

I would not willingly involve myself.

I have said all there is to say; you may go now,” Master Puti sighed deeply.

Seeing the grave look on Master Puti’s face, Sun Wukong frowned deeply.

Although he did not know the full past of his master, he knew that Master Puti was an individual of considerable ability.