Chapter 527 - 522: War Begins

Li Fan stands alone in the sky, with three Heavenly Gods towering over him, their terrifying presence extremely oppressive.

The disciples of Li Mountain look up to the sky, recalling the time when Lingxiao Pavilion challenged their sword, and Jiang Taie crushed Li Mountain’s next generation of sword cultivators to the point of breathlessness. In that moment of despair, a young man dressed in white emerged with his sword.

And now, it is still that silhouette, that spine, holding up Li Mountain.

One man, standing face to face with the three greatest Saints in the world.

"Achieving the path through the physical body, truly a talent beyond measure. But, Li Fan, can your singular path support Li Mountain?" said the temple master of Taiping Temple.

"Amitabha Buddha, a thousand-year Li Mountain will cease to exist; it is a pity."

"Li Fan, I have given you a chance." Emperor Li’s eyes, like a blazing sun, gaze down at Li Fan’s figure, then shift to Ye Qinghuang, saying: "Qinghuang, you still have a choice."

"To this day, you still haven’t given me the truth." Ye Qinghuang looks at that towering figure, her gaze as cold as frost.

"Li Mountain will have no opportunity; the Holy Empress Dowager is mindful of you." Emperor Li did not respond to Ye Qinghuang.

Ye Qinghuang said no more.

Emperor Li also decided not to speak further, saying: "For a thousand years, Li Mountain has wielded its sword to vanquish demons and monsters. Now, it wants to incite chaos in the world. As the Emperor of Da Li, I command all cultivators to attack. If anyone from Li Mountain wishes to forsake darkness for light, they may leave and I shall not pursue them. Otherwise, no mercy will be shown."

The words ’no mercy will be shown’ echoed for thousands of miles, with countless cultivators feeling the terrifying murderous intent, pressing down so heavily it suffocates.

"The Taoist sect cultivators of Tao State will obey destiny and proceed to Li Mountain, restoring peace to the world." The leader of the Taoist sect announced, shaking the mountains and rivers.

"In the mercy of Buddha, the Buddhist cultivators of Shanzhou will cleanse Li Mountain, bringing peace to the world." The Buddhist Seal echoed in the minds of everyone, lingering for a long time.

Above Li Mountain, there seemed to be a sword suspended in the sky.

The Da Li Court, Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, Taiping Temple, these three great forces collectively represent nearly the entire power of the Great Li World, intending to flatten Li Mountain.

The three gigantic figures in the sky slowly dispersed, and that suffocating pressure disappeared as if it had never arrived.

Li Fan naturally knew that they had not truly come in person.

In the distance, the sound of swords came, and a great sword cultivator arrived controlling his sword, bowing to Li Fan high above: "Sword Master."

"Hmm." Li Fan nodded.

"The Da Li Court has already dispatched troops, ordering all sects and noble families across the states, with each state government issuing orders. The Demon Slayer Bureau, the Demon Suppression Army, even the demons under Da Li control are among them, advancing towards Li Mountain." The visitor said.

A moment later, two figures came from different directions, bowing and saying: "Taiping Temple commands the Taoist sects from Tao State to journey towards Li Mountain."

"The Ten Thousand Buddha Temple has also issued orders, with countless temples within Shanzhou intent on cleansing our Li Mountain."

"Furthermore, demons everywhere are restless, and it seems demon armies are gathering across the states as well."

In the distant land, all cultivators remained exceptionally quiet.

Today, Li Mountain wishes to change heaven and earth through a sword ritual, but at the same time, the three towering forces of Da Li simultaneously dispatch their troops.

Even after witnessing the double Saints of Li Mountain today and seeing the formidable lineup of Li Mountain.

However, faced with the power of the entire world against one Li Mountain, everyone still believed that Li Mountain might be in danger of overturning.

"These days, Li Mountain has been expanding and building its sect, and the court, Taiping Temple, and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple must’ve prepared for this, waiting for this day to simultaneously launch their assault." Someone in the crowd speculated.

"In this battle, even if Li Mountain is overthrown, the Great Li Cultivation World will likely be severely affected. Though both sides have agreements, at the end of the battle, Saints will have to intervene."

...

Li Mountain’s sword ritual, the descent of three Saints, the appearance of dual Sword Saints, and the three top forces of Da Li dispatch troops to Li Mountain.

Every event shakes the entire Great Li World.

Days later, from all directions within Da Li, cultivators keep floating through the air, all heading in the same direction, Chuzhou.

At the borders of Chuzhou, it is even more spectacular, with massive numbers of cultivators coming from all directions.

High above the eastern border outside Chuzhou, a grand procession of cultivators is traveling, using various magical treasures for moving swiftly, with an immensely strong lineup.

Among them are people from the Jiang Family of Da Li, although the Jiang Family is no longer a top noble family, their eyes still reflecting hatred.

"We have already reached Chuzhou. If all forces move at full speed, there’s little distance remaining to Li Mountain; why is the progression so slow?" A Jiang Family elder asked.

Nearby, many noble families have all arrived from different locations.

On a flying boat, an elder glanced at the Jiang Family, explaining that Emperor Li himself ordered all noble families to dispatch troops. Now that Li Mountain threatens the entire Great Li World, if Da Li is truly overthrown, the noble families in the Capital may also face a bloodbath, leaving them with no choice but to send soldiers.

However, this great battle involves the entirety of the world; who will become the cannon fodder?

"All forces are still in the process of assembling, and Li Mountain is no longer as it was before. If we rush too fast, it might not be a good thing."

"Countless cultivators have arrived from various states, and Li Mountain has become a fish in a barrel. The thousand-year-old Li Mountain will finally be doomed."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The ground shook violently.

Beneath them, a mighty army advanced, fearsome blood energy reaching the sky. Moreover, there was an army formed by demons; their terrifying demon energy made civilians avoid going out wherever they passed.

"Everyone, we are about to enter Chuzhou territory. We will halt at the Chuzhou border and proceed together when other armies arrive."

A man draped in a python robe spoke aloud; he was from the court.

Yet at this moment, the cultivator in the python robe narrowed his pupils slightly, releasing a fierce aura, his robe fluttering as he looked ahead.

A burning sun shone down, its rays blinding, and the massive army of cultivators collectively looked up to the sky, shielding their eyes—the dazzling sunlight was like sword aura, threatening to scorch their eyes.

The sky turned into flames, dyed red by Sun God Fire, and a broad-shouldered man appeared in sight.

He came alone, against the blazing sun.

"Mo Yang," the man in the python robe murmured. Mo Yang of Li Mountain, renowned across the world years ago, had cultivated overseas for over thirty years; his aura reached the peak of the Seventh Realm.

Mo Yang stepped forward, walking with the sun on his back, his Sun God Fire transforming into a divine sword descending, creating a rain of solar fire swords in the sky like doomsday swords.

"Be careful."

"Form a formation."

Figures rose and fell, and cultivators began summoning their magical treasures, with fierce mana unleashed; yet when the terrifying Sun God Sword descended, the massive flying boat was instantly pierced, igniting flames, swiftly turning the sky into a world of fire.

"Boom!"

Mo Yang walked step by step forward, releasing endless solar divine swords with each stride, while behind him appeared a massive Tao silhouette, akin to a solar incarnation.

"Damn it," the cultivator in the python robe cursed, Li Mountain was sending top cultivators to slaughter them before they had converged.

"Everyone, defend with all your might, support will arrive shortly," the cultivator in the python robe shouted, as top great cultivators approached swiftly from a distance.

......

In the west of Chuzhou, Buddha light illuminated the sky, and a terrifying demon elephant, thousands of feet tall, was traveling.

On its back, Buddhist cultivators were clad in robes; some sat cross-legged, while others stood on the demon elephant’s back with hands pressed together, chanting scriptures.

The elephant’s trumpeting shook the heavens, and from different directions behind it, the Buddhist army marched forward, spreading Buddhist light wherever they went.

Witnesses from afar saw an endless expanse, seemingly stretching a hundred miles, filled with Buddhist practitioners—a spectacle never seen before.

In the higher skies, there seemed to be cracks, faintly revealing a great Buddha.

The head of the Dharma Institute was surrounded by a golden body, seated upon a demon lion; he sat still with closed eyes as if sculpted there.

Yet, right then, as his eyes opened and closed, a frightening glow erupted from his pupils, gazing into the distance.

In the sky appeared fractures, and streams of sword light scattered down like celestial light, as a peerless figure came into view, unrivaled in splendor.

At that moment, a terrifying killing intent enveloped the Endless Land, suppressing all the vast Buddhist presence.

"Wen Ruyu," the head of the Dharma Institute spoke coldly, rising from the demon lion, stood upright, surrounded by golden Buddhist light, and a gigantic Buddhist Dharma Image manifested across the heavens.

Having made a commotion in Shanzhou in the past, Wen Ruyu had escaped unscathed.

"There is a road to heaven you do not take; no gate in hell yet you venture. Today, I shall send you comatose," a terrifying voice echoed through the skies.

"Is that so?"

Wen Ruyu lifted his eyes to glance at him, and as he pressed a finger downwards, the divine elephant below made deafening roars, its fearsome body soared into the sky, and countless elephant images appeared. However, the sound of punctures resonated, and the elephant images were penetrated and destroyed.

The Buddhist practitioners on the demon elephant’s back quietly groaned; blood holes appeared above their heads, and their bodies exploded shortly after, vanishing into oblivion under the Slaughter Sword Intent.

The thousand-foot demon elephant gained many blood holes, and its massive body collapsed with a thunderous roar.

"How dare you!" the head of the Dharma Institute shouted angrily, unleashing a golden Big Hand Seal through the air. Wen Ruyu merely lifted his head and gave it a glance, causing the descending golden Big Hand Seal to crack innumerably.