Building The Ultimate Fantasy Chapter 490 – Nine Heavenly Daos, nothing more  

On the continent of the upper realm, the flames of war were flying everywhere.

The sounds of battle reverberated across the vast land. Streaks of flowing light flew across, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. There were mountains that were shattered and rivers that were cut open.

This was a battle between the experts of the Saint clan and the five phoenixes and the ascendants of the Lower Third Heaven.

This battle caused the experts of the upper realm to be more and more alarmed. In the past, they had a dominant position in wars.

But this time, they were forced to retreat step by step and completely lost the ability to resist.

Especially the powerful strength of the people of the five Phoenix Heaven, it made them fearful.

The Overlord was like a demonic god, the axe and shield were placed horizontally, standing tall, it was like an immovable mountain.

Even a thousand troops and ten thousand horses could not break through his obstruction.

The upper realm had long been in chaos. On the cloud tribe's side, experts of all levels were sent out to fight endlessly.

Unity realm, split spirit realm, infant transformation realm, and even nascent soul realm were all sent out.

However.

The True Immortal Overlord, who was as lucky as a pillar, was undefeatable by himself and was able to block the thousand troops.

He stood in front of the thousand troops like a demonic God, roaring the mountains and rivers. It was actually the Roaring Cloud clan's army that was retreating in defeat.

There were even some nascent soul realm experts whose spiritual senses were shattered by the Overlord's roar.

The Overlord's cultivation was extraordinary. He had created the Devil sect in the western region of the five phoenixes and passed down the cultivation methods of the body-refining lineage. These cultivation methods had benefited many cultivators of the five phoenixes.

Some cultivators who had little achievements in Qi condensation cultivation had unexpectedly obtained a pleasant surprise when they switched to body-refining cultivation.

Many body-refining cultivators were no weaker than Qi condensation cultivators in terms of battle strength.

As a result, the Overlord alone had gathered the luck of half of the western region.

Therefore, the increase in his cultivation base was extremely fast.

Furthermore, there were Sima Qingshan, Kong Nanfei, and Bai Qingniao, the ancestors of the immortal cultivation sects who had created their own cultivation systems.

Sima Qingshan's painting path, Kong Nanfei's great spirit, and Bai Qingniao's nine Phoenix transformation all brought great luck.

Their strength was not weak.

With the blessing of luck, the luck was like pillars that fell from the nine heavens and irrigated their entire bodies.

The cloud tribe was defeated.

One by one, the Chao Yuan realm warriors died in battle.

The battle intent of the Saint Tribe began to decline rapidly, and it could even be said that they were unable to recover.

Right now, their only hope was perhaps the saint ancestor who was fighting on the battlefield outside the heavens.

If the saint ancestor could kill the enemy and return with glory, it would be a great incentive for them.

They might be able to regroup and regain the dignity of the Saint clan.

Would the saint ancestor lose?

Could Lu Jiulian's strength be comparable to the saint ancestor?

No one believed this because the gap between Lu Jiulian's strength and the Saint Ancestor's was too big.

Moreover, the sacred ancestor of the cloud clan was not a weak sage. He was the ancestor of a clan. With the support of the Clan's Dao Reserves for millions of years, his combat strength was very powerful.

Boom Boom Boom!

On the continent of the upper realm, the cloud clan chose to retreat and defend the temple.

What was worshipped in the temple was their emperor weapon. Although the emperor weapon was not there, the temple still had the remnants of Emperor's might and could provide them with protection.

On the other side, it was the origin magnetic sky.

The battlefield of the origin magnetic sky was even more tragic than the upper realm continent.

The Messenger of Death Army of the Netherworld had almost swept through the Dao Race Army. Under the support of the flames of the supreme furnace.

The dao race experts were like burning ants, making crackling sounds.

If the emperor's fire was not extinguished, it would even burn the primordial spirit like gangrene attached to bones.

This kind of pain and disaster caused the dao race's army to be annihilated without even being able to escape.

There were also the nine City Lords led by Tantai Xuan. Their karmic energy was like pillars and their strength was so strong that they easily overpowered the dao race's experts.

Miserable howls resounded endlessly in the origin magnetic sky.

On this day, blood flowed like a river in the origin magnetic sky.

Countless experts trembled as they watched the immortal abode and Chaoyuan experts who were once high and mighty wither.

However, their eyes were filled with excitement.

The Dao clan was finished!

The upper realm's saint clan was destroyed!

They had to be removed from the ten great saint clans!

The souls of the dead floated in the air continuously. Those were the Dead Dao clan experts. However, what was the specialty of the Netherworld?

Ice-cold soul-binding chains coiled around them, trapping all the souls of the dead.

Under Tantai Xuan's orders, they were all captured and sent to the netherworld. After the baptism of the netherworld, they were sent to the sea of bitterness.

They became the spiritual power of their cultivation karma.

HMM?

Suddenly.

Everyone raised their heads.

The commotion in the outer space battlefield gradually quieted down.

The terrifying rumbling disappeared. Without a doubt, the battle in the outer space battlefield had ended.

As for the result, everyone was paying attention.

Crash..

Suddenly.

The remaining Dao race cultivators raised their heads. Their Hearts were silent.

It was a sorrowful feeling of having lost their loved ones.

A powerful chaoyuan state cultivator who was still resisting the burning of the monarch fire had a pale face and his body was swaying.

He turned his head and looked at the boundless and vast upper realm continent.

He saw that in the sky above the continent, there was actually a pile of blood-colored clouds.

In the clouds, the blood-colored rain was falling.

There was also an endless amount of sorrowful wails that were emitted by the Ninth Heavenly Dao.

The body of the Dao clan's Chaoyuan realm expert trembled.

“Blood rain falling from the sky, the sorrowful wails of the Heavenly Dao…”

“The sacred ancestor has fallen!”

This Chaoyuan realm expert covered his chest. The feeling of emptiness in his heart caused him to feel a lingering fear.

In the Dao clan ancestral ground..

All the clan members raised their heads.

They looked at the sky and felt the blood rain that was falling.

Many people unknowingly began to shed tears.

Bang!

“I will transform into a curse and curse your cloud clan's sacred ancestor for eternity!”

A mournful voice filled with endless resentment lingered around.

In the next moment..

Images appeared in front of every dao clan cultivator. In the images, the body of the Dao clan's sacred ancestor began to collapse. His primordial spirit was swallowed by the power of the curse and transformed into an extremely vicious power.

What kind of hatred was it that would cause a sacred ancestor to die in peace and turn into the most repulsive power of the curse in the world?

The cultivators of the Dao clan were all deathly pale.

The living beings in the ancestral land began to cry and Howl.

The Dao clan's sacred ancestor… was dead!

The pillar of their Dao clan had died just like that!

Boom!

In the origin magnetic sky.

A Dao clan chaoyuan realm cultivator's eyes were about to crack. His entire body was covered in Emperor's fire. He flew back to the upper realm continent and back to the Dao clan's ancestral land.

He endured his grief and launched the plan he had laid out in advance, the migration plan.

If the Dao ancestor did not die, they still had hope.

But now..

The sacred ancestor had died. They had to migrate with their entire clan. Otherwise… they would be massacred by the cloud clan, the five phoenixes, and the cultivators in the Lower Third Heaven!

Blood rained down from the sky.

In the ancestral land of the Daoists.

The powerhouse in the Chaoyuan state who had returned from the fire looked at the ancient warships that were filled with the lives and hopes of the Daoists with gratification as they disappeared into the teleportation formation.

The dao race that had been passed down for millions of years must not be destroyed by his hands.

Seeing the dao race beings leave, the Chao Yuan realm expert finally closed his eyes with gratification.

His primordial spirit was also burned by the Emperor Fire and died completely.

Before he died.

He let out a mournful and unwilling roar.

“The cloud race! Die a horrible death!”

On the other side.

In the ancestral land of the cloud race, every cultivator revealed a shocked expression.

Looking at the rain of blood in the sky, their hearts tightened.

They had almost thought that the cloud race's sacred ancestor had died.

However, the mournful wails did not envelop the cloud race. Therefore, the one who had died should have been the dao race's sacred ancestor, not the cloud race's sacred ancestor.

This caused the cloud race members hiding in the temple to heave a sigh of relief.

However, they only heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, they no longer had the will to fight.

They looked outside at the incomparably savage five Phoenix celestial beings, their bodies extremely cold.

Suddenly.

The cloud race's divine temple suddenly trembled!

Blood rained down from the sky.

Another wave of blood rain!

The cloud race cultivators looked up at the sky filled with blood rain in a daze. Their hearts seemed to have been hollowed out.

What was supposed to come would eventually come.

They couldn't escape.

Rumble!

The sky was torn apart.

A figure slowly walked out.

Lu Jiulian looked disheveled and his body was covered in blood. However, his expression was cold as he held the Green Lotus Sword in his hand.

The sword… pierced through a person's head and lifted his body.

Rumble!

It was as if lightning had shattered the sky.

All the experts of the cloud race stared numbly at Lu Jiulian who had returned from the battlefield.

Lu Jiulian's sword was carrying the corpse of the cloud race's sacred ancestor!

The Cold Corpse of the cloud race's sacred ancestor!

In an instant.

The tensed strings in the hearts of the cloud race's experts completely collapsed!

The supreme and powerful sacred ancestor of the cloud race in their hearts had actually… Lost and died!

“How could this be?”

A Chao Yuan realm expert's face was filled with despair.

They couldn't accept such an outcome. This was a sacred ancestor who had used the power of the Heavenly Dao to temper his body and possessed boundless sacred might!

How… did he die? !

Lu Jiulian… how could he kill the sacred ancestor? !

Even the five phoenixes, overlord, Sima Qingshan, and Bai Qingniao looked at Lu Jiulian in surprise.

They did not expect Lu Jiulian to actually be able to kill the sacred ancestor.

They had even planned to charge into the outer space battlefield to help Lu Jiulian after suppressing the cloud race.

In the end..

Lu Jiulian had really defeated the saint ancestor by himself.

Was the saint ancestor… so weak? !

There was a saying that he killed enemies by crossing realms, but they believed that Lu Jiulian killed ordinary saints by crossing realms.

However, they really couldn't believe that he killed the saint ancestor who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

Lu Jiulian put his hands behind his back, held the sword with one hand, and shook it.

The corpse of the cloud tribe's sacred ancestor fell from the nine heavens.

Boom!

It crashed into the ancestral land of the cloud tribe.

The cloud tribe cultivators looked at the sacred ancestor's corpse that had died with its eyes wide open. Many of the older generation cultivators staggered and coughed up blood.

Defeated… defeated? !

With the defeat of the cloud tribe's sacred ancestor, the last hope of the cloud tribe was completely destroyed. This meant that the cloud tribe, which had existed for millions of years, was about to be destroyed!

Rumble!

A sacred ancestor had died under Lu Jiulian's Green Lotus Sword. Therefore, a vast amount of fate energy was unleashed.

It entered Lu Jiulian's body.

Whoosh..

His clothes fluttered as his aura increased.

Lu Jiulian closed his eyes with a complicated expression on his face.

In the end, he chose to take this step.

Boom!

As he took this step, Lu Jiulian felt as if his bottleneck was being torn apart by a powerful force.

Buzz..

Luck flowed like a river as Lu Jiulian entered the mystic immortal realm with a single thought!

The five Phoenixes had gained another sage state battle prowess!

The five phoenixes'Devas and the ancestors of the Lower Third Heaven looked at Lu Jiulian's aura as he entered the sage state. All of them revealed looks of envy.

However, most of them were excited!

From today onwards, the legend of the Upper Realm's Saint clan was broken!

The outer space battlefield.

Lu fan sat upright. His white clothes were as white as snow, and his silver blades were stacked on top of each other.

The spiritual pressure chessboard floated in front of him, emitting a sparkling radiance.

He rolled up his sleeves, placed his pieces, and placed a chessboard on the chessboard.

Rumble!

The void let out a rumble.

The rolling will of the Heavenly Dao was like a huge beast that let out a terrifying roar.

Thunderclouds rolled over, so thick that it seemed like it was going to collapse the entire world.

This was the Heavenly Dao punishment, the punishment of the ninth heaven. It was the punishment of Zhu long after she became a mystic immortal.

The punishment this time was even more terrifying than the previous ones.

After all, the saint realm was not weak at the ninth heaven. They could live for hundreds of thousands of years and become the ancestors of a clan.

With such power, the ninth heaven would naturally send down the punishment.

In the distance.

Zhu long returned quickly.

She followed Lu Fan's instructions and returned after crippling the cloud tribe's sacred ancestor.

As soon as she returned, a punishment appeared in the sky.

Sensing her father's calmness under the lightning, Zhu Long's face couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration.

This punishment was very terrifying. Zhu Long was self-centered. If she were to personally go through the punishment, she would probably be split into pieces and bleed.

As for her father, he looked so relaxed!

Boom!

The first lightning punishment was like a trident of lightning, falling from the sky.

The void tore apart, and terrifying sizzling sounds were emitted from the cracks.

Lu Fan's white clothes fluttered in the air.

With a light laugh, he picked up the seed and fell.

PA!

Instantly, a beam of spiritual pressure shot up into the sky.

It collided with the Trident of lightning!

Boom!

In the void, energy ripples spread out, one circle after another, as if a small stone had been thrown into a calm pond.

The Lightning Trident was scattered, and the spiritual pressure also disappeared.

Zhu long stood in the distance, her mouth slightly open, full of admiration.

“Wow…”

“As expected of Dad.”

This lightning trident punishment, if it were her, she would probably break a piece of scale.

The second lightning punishment fell again.

Lu fan was still as casual as before.

The spiritual pressure soared into the sky, colliding with the Lightning.

It was like fireworks clashing in the sky one after another, stirring up huge waves.

Zhu long closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled slightly. Her pretty face Rose 45 degrees.

She kept saying “Wow”.

On the thousand blades chair, Lu Fan's primordial spirit surged into the spiritual pressure chessboard.

The surroundings turned into a chessboard domain. At this moment, it was as if it was going against the Heavenly Dao.

Using the Lightning Tribulation as the stone, Lu fan used the spiritual pressure to return the favor.

However, this Saint Ascension Tribulation was somewhat unsatisfying to Lu fan.

“The ninth-level Heavenly Dao… is only so-so.”

Lu fan said.

He shook his head and felt regretful.

The feeling he wanted did not appear.

Boom!

It was as if Lu Fan's emotions and disrespectful words had angered the ninth-level Heavenly Dao's tribulation.

The next moment.

It was as if a huge lightning palm had struck out from the thick clouds.

There seemed to be Taoist connotation interwoven within it!

The vast and mighty holy might immediately spread out from the Thunder Palm.

Zhu long closed her eyes, her hair flying in the wind. Feeling the power of this palm, her expression was incomparably grave.

The punishment this time was so terrifying.

If she were to take it head-on, Zhu Long felt that not only would she lose her dragon scales, but she would also bleed.

On the Thousand Blade Chair, Lu fan picked up a seed and could not help but raise his head.

He looked at the lightning palm that covered the sky and covered the Sun.

Lu Fan's eyes lit up.

This was the feeling he wanted!

Buzz..

Under the control of Lu Fan's primordial spirit, the heaven pilfering tower floated up.

It was slowly thrown out by Lu fan.

It was aimed at the lightning palm that covered the sky and covered the Sun.

The heaven pilfering pagoda could finally be used!

A connate numinous treasure… was even higher in rank than a heaven grade spirit tool!

Lu Fan was rather curious. How powerful was it?

Boom!

When the palm collided with the small pagoda, it was like a mountain crushing an ant.

A shocking explosion immediately erupted.

Rumble!

A muffled sound interweaved in the sky.

The lightning palm… actually exploded!

The interwoven dao reserves were absorbed by the Heaven Pilfering Pagoda. Like a whale swallowing, or like a giant dragon drawing water, they all poured in from the top of the pagoda.

The holy might disintegrated, and the dao reserves disappeared.

The lightning palm naturally disintegrated as well.

The incomparably terrifying tribulation punishment actually dissipated like smoke.

Lu Fan's eyes lit up as he lightly tapped on his armguard.

As expected of an innate numinous treasure, the threat of the punishment was completely withstood by the heaven pilfering pagoda.

“Furthermore, this last punishment contains about ten thousand dao reserves… although it's not comparable to the emperor weapon's dao reserves after it's disassembled, it's still comparable to the Saint Ascension punishment.”

10,000 dao reserves wasn't much for the current five phoenixes.

However, Lu fan was naturally happy to receive 10,000 dao reserves for free.

Lu fan calculated in his heart.

In other words… One Saint Ascension Tribulation could earn 10,000 dao reserves from the nine heavenly daos.

Nurturing 10 profound immortals would earn 100,000 dao reserves.

100 profound immortals would mean 1,000,000 dao reserves..

Lu Fan's eyes could not help but light up. Wouldn't he be able to become a level one advanced martial artist?

However, nurturing a profound immortal whose fate was like a river was not that easy.

Moreover, the ninth-level heavenly dao should not be stupid. Stealing once was fine, but stealing a hundred times..

The ninth-level Heavenly Dao would probably chase after the five phoenixes and chop them down.

Rumble!

In the distance.

Thick clouds gathered.

Lu Fan's eyes lit up as he looked over.

It was Lu Jiulian transcending the tribulation.

Lu Jiulian had killed the cloud tribe's sacred ancestor with a single sword strike. With the blessing of fate, he had stepped into the mystic immortal realm.

With the battle strength of the Saint Realm, he naturally had to transcend the saint tribulation.

Another 10,000 dao reserves were added into his account.

However..

Compared to blocking the tribulation for Zhu Long, Lu fan would not choose to block the tribulation for Lu Jiulian easily.

After all, Lu Jiulian had killed the saint ancestor of the cloud tribe with Zhu Long's help. Her foundation was not stable, so she would need to be struck by lightning to dispel her impetuous nature. Only then would her foundation be more stable.

Therefore..

Lu fan looked at Zhu Long, who was in the distance with a look of admiration, and waved his hand.

Zhu long flew over, and Lu fan threw the heaven pilfering tower to her.

He pointed in the direction where Lu Jiulian was going through the tribulation and said something telepathically.

Zhu long closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled slightly. Her eyebrows could not help but float up.

Then, after bidding farewell to Lu fan, she hugged the heaven pilfering pagoda and walked toward Lu Jiulian's tribulation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying Thunderbolts continued to fall.

The explosions caused the outer space battlefield to Rumble. Huge rocks were shattered and cracks in the void spread like a spider web.

Crack!

Lu Jiulian's entire body was charred black. After resisting the tribulation punishment, he crashed into a huge rock. His body was sunken and he struggled to get up.

His entire body was exuding a charred black aura.

The Ninth Heaven's Heavenly Dao tribulation punishment..

Lu Jiulian gritted his teeth. He did not retreat. Under the tempering of the tribulation punishment, the strength in his body became more and more tyrannical.

In fact, Lu Jiulian already had the battle strength of the Sage realm. He was almost certain that he would be able to overcome this tribulation.

Although he had suffered a loss in the battle with the cloud clan's sacred ancestor, he had learned a lot and gained a lot of insights into his cultivation.

Therefore, he was confident that he would be able to overcome this tribulation punishment.

Green smoke rose from Lu Jiulian's body.

He stood with his sword in his hand and glanced at the bamboo floating in the distance with his eyes closed.

“Miss, please wait. I can work hard this time.”

Lu Jiulian smiled and said.

Zhu long closed her eyes and her eyelashes fluttered. Her pretty face slightly nodded at Lu Jiulian.

As she smiled, the dimples on both sides of her mouth quietly bloomed.

Then.

Zhu long looked at the thick tribulation clouds in the sky.

Her father's casual tone as he sat on the thousand blades chair echoed in her heart.

Zhu Long's red lips opened slightly, and her voice seemed to echo in the outer space battlefield.

“The nine heavenly daos are only so-so.”

Zhu Long said.

Lu Jiulian, who was standing with his sword, suddenly froze.

Rumble!

The clouds were suddenly torn apart.

A huge thunder palm struck out from within, interweaving with the DAO Energy and spreading out a vast and mighty holy might.

The terrifying thunder palm seemed to contain anger as it descended from the sky.

The surroundings were densely packed with space cracks that covered the battlefield like a spiderweb.

The aura of destruction sent chills down people's spines.

“? ? ?”

Lu Jiulian.

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