Chapter 766 - 444 Demon’s Arrival, Foundation, Battle of the Strongest, Yi Taoist’s First Display of Skill!

766: Chapter 444: Demon’s Arrival, Foundation, Battle of the Strongest, Yi Taoist’s First Display of Skill!

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766: Chapter 444: Demon’s Arrival, Foundation, Battle of the Strongest, Yi Taoist’s First Display of Skill!

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Within the brightly lit Great Hall, densely woven with golden patterns, countless cold beams of light shot out from the many strange crystal nodes on the walls, weaving into a gigantic Light Mirror.

“Gentlemen, the Demonkin are cunning and the Human Realm is in peril.

Now, there are only a few hours left before the Demonkin’s final moment of arrival.

What strategies do you have to combat the enemy?”

Ying Si’s gaze swept across the gigantic Light Mirror.

Dragon-shaped light traversed the mirror’s surface, dividing it into more than a dozen frames.

Looking at the cultivators within the grid-like mirror surfaces, he couldn’t help but say in a cold voice.

With the assistance of the Heavenly Secrets Sundial Divinity Inspection Formation, the Human Realm’s response to this unexpected event could not be said to be slow.

Within just three to four hours, they had organized this meeting to assess the demonic threat.

The cultivators that could appear on this Light Mirror were indeed the individuals who suppressed the fates of their respective major powers.

For example, in front of the Wuding Divine Sect’s Light Mirror, it was not Tu Lingjun who was present, but instead, a thin old man with black cloth wrapped around his eyes.

The gazes of all present intersected.

Inside the Supreme Daoist Sect, a young Taoist, who wore a Lotus Crown, sat cross-legged within a huge black and white Go board.

His clear, tranquil eyes revealed a sense of profound time-worn experience.

Seeing that none of the cultivators uttered a word, he was the first to break the silence.

“Just now, His Majesty said that the Demonkin, being the favored by the heavens, are not as suppressed as us.

Eight or nine out of the four Great Demon Lords are of the Fourth Realm of Breakthrough Limit.”

“With the national strength of Great Qin and His Majesty’s cultivation level, you should have the most knowledge about the powers and sects of both the Eastern and Central Continent.

His Majesty, please feel free to speak directly on how we should repel the enemy.”

“In front of such a clear distinction between right and wrong, I, your nephew, trust His Majesty wholeheartedly,” the young Taoist said with a clear voice, his tone neither too hurried nor too slow, flowing like a mountain spring.

This demeanor prompted Yue Qingping to give him a second glance.

“Very well, the matter is urgent; I will not play coy with you all any longer.

Everyone, bring out whatever hidden aces you have.”

“However, let me make myself clear: at such a critical moment, if anyone still tries to be sly and holds on to any hope of luck, after this event, I will use the full force of Great Qin to annihilate their entire sect.

Gentlemen, you have been warned.”

“I can handle one Demon Lord, and Qingping True Monarch is also capable of holding her own…”

An hour later, the light and shadows dissipated.

Ying Si looked at the mysterious Taoist holding flags, who was fleeing into the distance, his gaze narrowing slightly.

“The Illumination Organization really is unfathomably deep.

If not for this upheaval, I wouldn’t have known that the true lineage of the Illumination Organization actually had such terrifying experts.”

The Illumination Organization had three main branches: ‘Illusion,’ ‘Reality,’ and ‘Truth.’

In Ying Si’s opinion, the Illusion branch was useless.

Cultivators, who struggle against heaven’s mandate, the Illusion branch, as the surrender faction, could hardly be expected to have truly top-notch individuals.

They are just a group of spineless wretches who have lost their aspirations, inherently incapable of reaching higher realms.

Yet, even so, the fact that the Truth branch hid such experts still intensified the vigilance in Ying Si’s heart.

These were the uncontrollable factors.

As an emperor, a true sovereign, he naturally loathed such uncertainties.

Despite the simple conversation they’d had, he still felt that this person had concealed much.

However, ironically, he now hoped that the mysterious Taoist who called himself the ‘Strange Doctor’ would be as strong as possible.

“Strange Doctor, Saint Qihuang, with each and every word you are the Strange Doctor.”

“Lang Qianhua, I hope you can truly withstand the assault of a Demon Lord level expert and hold one of the gates.”

Ying Si watched the mysterious Taoist Lang Qianhua leave, his heart filled with a mix of emotions.

After the meeting to assess the demonic threat, the leaders of the major powers finally settled on the final response plan.

Ying Si would guard one gate, and Yue Qingping would do the same.

As for Mount Daguangming’s Shen Hui, the Supreme Daoist Sect’s uncle, the Kutuo Temple’s Saint Monk from Mount Tuo, and the Sumitra Zen Institute’s Jia Shenmi, they would join forces with the twelve Golden Figures of Great Qin, and use the Great Formation to contend with another spatial gate.

As for the last spatial gate, after having a short spar with Lang Qianhua, spanning just a few moves, Ying Si could only let him try.

At their level of cultivation, it was difficult to distinguish the true strength of each other without a real life-and-death battle.

As for the other top sects, they sent their own Daoist Soldiers to follow Yue Qingping and Lang Qianhua, to relieve some of their pressure.

They also formed two teams of Dao Mastery experts on standby to support at a moment’s notice—if any side showed signs of being overpowered, they would immediately lend aid.

In these critical times, the major forces of the Central and Eastern Continent finally set aside their prejudices and truly united.

From Mount Daguangming, Buddha Son Shen Hui walked out with a majestic appearance, clad in an azure kasaya, holding a Vajra Demon-Subduing Mace in his hand as he strode out of the cave behind the mountain.

With every step he took, he left an imprint in the void, and a swastika appeared beneath his feet, heading towards the designated location from the demonic assessment meeting.

At Kutuo Temple, the Monk from Mount Tuo walked out of the Buddha Hall holding a scroll of scriptures.

At Wuding Divine Sect, the river Forgot Chuan roared, a black coffin board surfaced, surfing against the current and abruptly reaching shore.

In the Sumitra Zen Institute, Jia Shenmi took out a nine-tiered Lotus Platform left by their ancestors.

At the Supreme Daoist Sect, the uncle knelt three times before the ancestral hall.

Suddenly, three spikes sprouted from the lotus crown on his head, piercing into his scalp.

In the span of those three kneels, his aura rose step by step.

After kneeling three times, he took down the Supreme Demon-Slaying Sword that had been worshipped in the ancestral hall for tens of thousands of years, and walked out of Green Hill with the Go board.

When it comes to lavish magical treasures, this is the value of having the Taoist Ancestral inheritance from the Supreme Daoist Sect.

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