NOVGO.NET Chapter 433 - 15: The Eight Lords
Chapter 433: Chapter 15: The Eight Lords
Cultivator Territory, Mingyu World Groups, this is the absolute territory of the Cultivator Lord ’Ming Huang’! The order of the entire world group operates according to the will of ’Ming Huang’.
Here, there is no soil for sin to survive.
The core Holy Land of the Mingyu World Groups ’Ming Huang Holy Land’, gathers cultivators from all corners of the world group. To come to ’Ming Huang Holy Land’, two conditions must be met: one is strength, the other is merit! Both are factors of consideration.
For those weak in merit, strength needs to be extremely strong!
With extremely high merit, even low strength can bring one to the Holy Land, to be close to the great Lord!
If ’burdened with sin’, no matter how strong, one will be punished, and has no qualification to receive the Lord’s teachings.
“Buzz—”
Endless light of thunder illuminates the entire Ming Huang Holy Land.
Ming Huang Holy Land’s cultivators are peaceful, in the place where the Lord resides, no trace of sin can exist.
“Cultivator ’Fu Tianyi’, a Half Primordial Enlightened. In pursuit of escaping the Braided Cage, he cultivated using billions of souls as nourishment. In the past three hundred twenty million eras, he has cumulatively devoured creatures exceeding one trillion in number. The sin is heavy, I suggest the death penalty.”
“The death penalty requires reporting, to be executed by World-Level Primordial personally. I think the death penalty is unnecessary, we can sentence him to ’endless wind punishment’, which serves both as deterrent and contribution to the Cultivator Camp in the Wind Punishment Land.”
Wind Punishment Land, a mine within the Endless Primordial Space, where life in the Braided Cage originally cannot survive! However, with formation, prevents the erosion of endless Primordial Force.
There, even without erosion of endless Primordial Force, the natural ’wind’ within the mine will repeatedly make the Half Primordial Enlightened suffer as if being flayed, while continually mining. The sentence is eternal!
Unless ’escaping the Braided Cage’, there is hope for a change in fate.
For those Half Primordial Enlightened, they would rather endure endless punishment, seeking the chance to escape the Braided Cage.
“Such sin, he doesn’t deserve to live, I suggest the death penalty.”
“I also suggest the death penalty! Great sin warrants execution! Cannot give him a shred of vitality!”
“Fu Tianyi is quite gifted, ’endless wind punishment’ is enough deterrent. Without escaping the Braided Cage, never to rise again.”
One by one, suggestions were made.
“Among our nine, three suggest ’endless wind punishment’, six suggest ’death penalty’, final decision—death penalty! Report immediately!”
In Luo Feng’s absolute territory, the matters were handled by ’Cheng’, who commanded numerous high-level Primordial Life.
In Ming Huang’s absolute territory, however, a World-Level Primordial was responsible for commanding and handling various matters.
“Fu Tianyi, death penalty?”
A majestic figure learned the news, glanced at the weapon brought forth, the weapon once used by Fu Tianyi.
If he were the Lord, a thought leveraging causality could descend as memory pollution. Even if there is Source World Origin blocking, the information transmitted by the Lord could lead a small being in the Braided Cage to have their soul self-collapse and become annihilated.
World-Level Primordial needs to rely on objects to descend causality attacks.
If the ’pollution’ of High-Level Primordial Life, the Half Primordial Enlightened within the Braided Cage might still endure. Pollution descended by World-Level Primordial Life… even if it’s merely memory pollution, unless the Half Primordial Enlightened’s will escapes the Braided Cage, they can’t survive.
“Buzz!”
The majestic figure, looking at Fu Tianyi’s weapon, leveraging the causality of the weapon, saw Fu Tianyi hiding in the Source World.
With a glance, memory pollution transmitted.
“Ah—” Fu Tianyi, already anxious and uneasy, painfully clutched his head, in a few moments his soul twisted and collapsed, completely annihilated.
In Ming Huang Holy Land.
Beside a vast lake, there is a wooden hut where Ming Huang resides alone.
She has set the rules, her followers will act accordingly! Within her ’absolute territory’ depending on the severity of sin, various levels of punishment exist! However, for a World-Level Primordial to directly execute, it is rare.
After all, there are laws in place, and those daring to breach them are few.
“My Primordial Thunder Path, eight parts thunder, two parts water path.”
“Star can comprehend the second Primordial Level Path, why can’t I?”
To become a Lord, one has to be extremely proud.
“I’m entirely possible to create the ’Primordial Water Path’, focusing on water.”
“Though extremely difficult, progress exceedingly slow! Yet as long as progress continues slowly… there’s hope!” As long as not encountering a bottleneck, Ming Huang won’t give up.
Aside from Starlight, other Lords are attempting ways to strengthen.
Like Yuan, Nai Gu, all can see hope.
Like Wulan, Ming Huang, Jin, Mo Man are all trying to create a second Primordial Level Path, but their progress is painfully slow because the first Primordial Level Path aligns closely with their nature, the second Primordial Level Path is less aligned, making comprehension harder.
Luo Feng’s nature places more emphasis on life! Primordial Life and Death Dao, focusing on life, cultivation proceeds smoothly. Even succeeded with Power Breaking Technique.
Yet Primordial Blade Path focuses on destruction! Though Luo Feng has deep research into destruction, the degree of alignment clearly diminishes. Even with the current Lord level insight, comprehension, thinking speed… comprehending complete ’Primordial Blade Path’ remains challenging.
Luo Feng, who employs Power Breaking Technique, comprehending the second Primordial Level Path, is merely slow. Like Ming Huang, Jin, their progress is absurdly slow, and always at risk of hitting a bottleneck.
“Focusing on water.”
Ming Huang feels discomfort as she comprehends.
Her strong personality, focusing on the water path, is excessively challenging for her.
“Ming Huang.” Yuan’s voice sounded, “Negotiations failed, prepare to battle with the Ice Peak Camp.”
“Battle?” Ming Huang’s eyes burst with golden thunder, compared to comprehending and cultivating, battle was much less difficult.
“It’s time!”
Ming Huang’s fighting spirit surged.
In her bones, she never fears battle!
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Jin, currently seated on a throne.
Above his head are twelve silver-white sharp horns like a crown, his sharp fingers gently tapping the armrest, while holding a glass of blood-like fine wine in the other hand, his silver-white scale armor tail slowly swaying on the ground.
He is leisurely, content, watching over his absolute territory.
In his absolute territory, the Myriad Clans compete for supremacy, a life-and-death struggle!
“This is the allure of life!”
“Under the threat of death, life shines with its most brilliant colors!” Jin admires some of the strong among the Myriad Clans’ confrontation. “If it were too comfortable, it would only raise a group of useless individuals.”
“Ah, Luo Feng also follows the Primordial Life and Death Dao; I thought he would understand me best.”
“Although he acknowledges the survival of the fittest, he is so hostile towards Tribulation Cultivators.” Jin gently shook his head, “What about Tribulation Cultivators? They can, with their own abilities, become an eternal tribulation of a Source World! That is also a testament to their own exceptional capabilities.”
Jin, on the contrary, appreciates those who, through cycle after cycle, completely suppress the Tribulation cultivators that threaten a Source World. He considers them the most exceptional selected under the ’survival of the fittest’!
Although Lord Mo Man does not hold the Tribulation Cultivators in as high regard, he also acknowledges it as the natural outcome of ’survival of the fittest’ and does not oppose it.
“Since the temperaments do not match, then stay away from each other.” Jin, inherently proud, as a Lord, an undying being, sees no need to please anyone.
“Jin.” Yuan’s voice sounded, “The negotiation has failed. Prepare to go to war with the Ice Peak Camp.”
“Ha ha, it has come!”
Jin smiled.
This is what he likes the most!
Whoosh!
In an instant, Jin had already vanished.
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“Is it going to be war? It’s here.” Wulan, transformed into a massive celestial body, laughed and already traversed time and space. He never feared any battle, nor any opponent.
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“Is it going to war?” Within the endless Primordial Space, a vast land of flesh suddenly merged into Lord Nai Gu.
Lord Nai Gu was very excited, as long as it was about hunting the Ancestor, he would be very willing.
Every Ancestor’s corpse would become his gain.
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“War?”
Countless fluctuations spread through the endless Primordial Space, even spreading to some naturally Primordial races, sensing the souls of countless creatures, their joy, anger, hatred, all these strands of fluctuations merged into the Primordial Fluctuation, even the Ancestors couldn’t detect it.
“Interesting!”
Countless fluctuations were annihilated and dissipated while in the home Source World the fluctuation rapidly strengthened! With the speed of energy absorption by the ’home Source World’ Origin, in a few breaths, Lord Mo Man had returned to Pinnacle state.
Under usual circumstances, he was dispersed into innumerable fluctuations, blending into the endless Primordial Space. Only under special circumstances would he concentrate into the main battle Avatar.
“Ice Peak Camp?” Lord Mo Man’s eyes showed anticipation.
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“I have arrived.” Starlight Lord had fully observed the entire negotiation process, even predicting the reaction of the Ice Peak Camp earlier than ’Yuan’, he had already set out in advance.
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Origin Continent Origin World.
Luo Feng was in secluded Cultivation, as the youngest Lord, he was comprehending the Primordial Blade Path.
In the early stages of comprehension, being in the ’Accumulation Stage’, there were no bottlenecks, and a large amount of insights continually surged to his mind.
“Luo Feng, the negotiation failed, prepare to go to war with the Ice Peak Camp.” Yuan’s voice sounded.
Luo Feng, in seclusion, opened his eyes.
“It has come.”
Clad in a blood-colored robe, Luo Feng instantly left his home Source World across endless distances, directly to meet up with Yuan.
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The assembly point chosen by Yuan was also meticulously considered, being nearest to the slowest ’Wulan’. Although there were differences in arrival times of the Lords, the difference wasn’t large, allowing all to gather together.
“All present.” Yuan nodded.
Jin, Wulan, Ming Huang, Nai Gu, Starlight, Mo Man, Luo Feng, each full of fighting spirit.
During the prior Council Hall meeting, the eight Lords had already decided to first eliminate all other weak forces, then negotiate with the Ice Peak Camp. If the negotiation succeeded, so be it; if not…then go to war!
The Three Thousand Six Hundred World Groups, absolutely not allowed to be occupied!
“Starlight, do you think the Ice Peak Camp dares to wage war against us?” Jin asked.
“They are not as united as we are.” Starlight smiled, “Facing numerous undying beings, even the Ice Peak Ancestor’s control is limited. Our eight Lords jointly threatening them will cause disarray internally.”
“As for whether to go to war?” Starlight looked into the distance, “It’s uncertain.”
“Let’s see how strong they are.” Lord Nai Gu said coldly, among the Cultivator Lords, he was considered mediocre, but in facing those Ancestors, he was extremely strong.
“Move out.” Yuan ordered.
Whoosh——
The eight Lords set out together, heading straight for the conquered territory.
Usually, the Cultivator Lords are busy with their own affairs, it’s rare for even two or three to act together! Eight Lords’ main battle Avatars acting together? That’s enough to attract attention from all forces across the Infinite Primordial Space.
“The Cultivator Camp, eight Lords acting together!”
“Are they going to war with the Ice Peak Camp?”
Many forces peered from afar, somewhat excited.
Eight Lords!
Individually already extremely intimidating, eight moving together frightened even smaller forces.
Wars among the three major camps are the most intense within the Infinite Primordial Space. In this level of warfare, the likelihood of Ancestors falling is the highest.