A mountain of clouds passed through the blue sky. Li Fengyuan stood on the surging clouds, gazing down at the ground sternly.
After receiving her news, he had rushed to the Harmony province as soon as possible, but what he saw was this.
The sun scorched the ground. It should have been the season for vegetation to grow, but there was only endless, yellowish-brown barren land as far as the eye could see.
There were no birds in the air, and there were no fish in the water. Even the deserts of the Scarlet province and the tundra of the Frost province should not be so deathly still.
A feathered person said, "My king, I heard that she's even opened the largest demon cavern in the Harmony province. Right now, demon qi surges into the sky from the north, polluting the region of five hundred kilometers. Even demonfolk struggle to compare to such evil deeds. Even if that's the case, are you still going to help her? "
Li Fengyuan looked away and gazed at the sky. "She no longer needs my help, nor does she need anyone else's help. Let's return to the Cloud province! No, let's directly go to the East Sea and leave this place of trouble! "
The feathered people all said, "My king is wise!"
Li Fengyuan suddenly turned around. He could vaguely hear the strange sound of a bell.
The feathered people sensed nothing. They asked curiously, "My king, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Let's go! "
The mountain of clouds flew off, leaving behind a long trail as it headed east, vanishing into the horizon.
Ding … Clang …
The sound of the bell swept through the plains with Little Ann, landing gracefully in a city. She stood on the tallest building in the city barefoot before taking off high into the air again. The Chaotic Soul Bell on her waist rang!
In the busy, sweaty streets, in the restaurants where people toasted each other … Wherever the sound of the bell passed by, the souls were thrown into disarray. Suddenly, it turned into a ball of pale-white flames, rushing into the sky strand by strand, chasing after her.
She seemed to wander through the world aimlessly, followed by millions of streaks of pale-white flames. She crossed mountains and valleys, passed through day and night …
The Dragon province.
Thousands of mountains surged towards the centre like waves, clustered around a tall mountain. It was like a huge dragon in the ocean had raised its head, ready to soar off.
This was the greatest ley line in the world — Dragon Head Mountain!
It was said that the mountain was transformed from the corpse of a true dragon, but that was a matter from a million years ago. The dragons had already left this world a long time ago. Many legends could no longer be verified.
At the peak of the mountain, there was a great hall that was over a thousand feet tall. It left the sea of clouds at its feet and was almost connected to the sky. It had the power to dominate the Nine Prefectures.
Under the sunlight. Once again, it was filled with extraordinary splendor. Changes swirled. It was as if it was shrouded in neon lights, extremely magnificent and glorious.
It didn't seem like it was made by humans, much less by humans.
And that was indeed the case. This was the Senate built by the gods in the Divine Kingdom era.
All the deity races would send representatives to hold a meeting here. The original elders of the seven God clans were responsible for coordinating the disputes between the various races, discussing strategies to fend off the demonfolk, and suppressing the riots of the slaves.
Other than the Giant Lumbermen, most of the God's figures were similar to that of humans. It was said that they were influenced by the Dragon Clan, and that was why this hall was so huge.
In order to celebrate the arrival of a new era and increase the authority of their own race, the various races had done their best to build this grand hall.
There should not have been such a tall mountain in the world. It was the clay people who had uplifted Dragon's Head Mountain to such an unbelievable height, and the Merfolk who had changed the flow of several hundred rivers to form a natural formation.
The master architects of the night roamers had balanced the styles of the various races and designed the original shape of the hall.
The Featherfolk were known for their elegance, but they were used to interacting with the clouds, so all they could do was lower themselves and do some "lowly" work, transporting materials from afar or even from the sea to add to the structure of the hall.
It was said that the Featherfolk had once designed a cloud ladder that wrapped around Dragon's Head Mountain all year round, reaching straight to the top. Afterwards, it was destroyed in the flames of war, just like the Giant Lumbermen's meticulously designed floating gardens.
However, the huge rocks forged by the Fire Devouring Folk and the metal ornaments personally embedded by the Metal Daemons could not be destroyed so easily. Even after thousands of years, they remained firm and shiny.
That was probably the only time the God's people had worked together for something. Afterwards, even when demonfolk invaded, it was filled with schemes and schemes, both open and covert. They were even tempted to destroy the opposing races.
The lowly "slaves" were the best cannon fodder, especially the humans who could become demonfolk at any time. Instead, the daemons that could serve as mounts seemed a little more amiable.
However, by then, the humans already possessed their own sects, schools, and even beliefs. Generation after generation of cultivators overcame the obstacles, using more and more profound cultivation methods to close the distance between them and the God's people. After a long period of accumulation, the Daemon race produced Daemon Kings. Every single one of them possessed powerful abilities and untamed personalities.
Finally, one day, both the God and the Demon were heavily injured. The slaves obtained freedom, and the mounts broke free from their reins.
By the time the young man traversed the nine provinces with the hawk and wolf and ascended Dragon's Head Mountain, the God's people had become otherfolk, and the hall had gone from the Council of Elders to the imperial court, continuing to rule over the nine provinces.
At this moment, the emperor of the Great Xia currently sat on the golden throne. His face beneath the crown was filled with dignity.
The civil and military officials, the Three Ducal Ministers and Nine Ministers, stood to the two sides with ceremonial tablets in their hands.
In such a colossal hall, it was unavoidable for the humans to seem insignificant. However, the aura they gave off was like that of giants, and that was the result of them purposefully concealing it. Otherwise, the aura of any one of them would be able to fill the entire hall.
A stern voice echoed in the hall. "According to the report of the Governor of Yong Province, the Foe of Buddha has wreaked havoc in Yong Province, and not a single living being has survived. Other than the capital, Great Liang City, and the place where the Banyan Tree King is entrenched, the cultivation sects in other places have all been destroyed. Many cultivators have retreated into Great Liang City. The demons of Yong Province have received a warning from the Banyan Tree King. They either hide deep underground, gather around the Banyan Tree King, or simply flee Yong Province. "
The Protector Hawk God paused and concluded, "Yong Province is finished."
The hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. The danger of the Foe of Buddha was beyond everyone's expectations.
They all looked at where the "Three Ducal Ministers" were. Grand Preceptor Dong was long gone, and the expressions of the remaining two grew increasingly gloomy.
Originally, when they reached their positions, all they had to consider was ascension. The threat of death no longer existed, but now, they deeply felt it once more.
Grand Preceptor Dong's death was completely meaningless. It was basically like he had been slaughtered in passing, as lowly as a mortal. Back then, he had already been treated as a challenge to the entire Great Xia. But looking at it now, perhaps he did not take the Great Xia seriously at all.
The emperor of the Great Xia asked, "Where is she right now?"
"I can't lock onto her. She might come to the Dragon province."
There was a series of whispers in the hall. What if the Foe of Buddha came to the Dragon province? Was she going to be like the governor of Yong Province, hiding on Dragon Head Mountain? Their sects and dwellings were scattered across the Dragon province. If they retreated, it would be a great humiliation. Floating Astronomy.
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