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Chapter 111: The Holy Sect That Draws Hatred
Chapter 111: The Holy Sect That Draws Hatred
Jiangdong, Xijiang, Jiangbei.
Three Golden Core Sovereigns simultaneously manifested their Dharma Bodies, anchoring the land’s energy with celestial might. The sheer scale of this spectacle left Lv Yang awestruck.
“This is the Dao Contention War,” said Chongguang Zhenren beside him. “Though this round is minor—only Refining Qi Disciples are needed. In true wars, Nascent Soul Dao Lords themselves descend.”
“Good fortune’s on your side too. The sword-wielding fanatics from Jiangnan didn’t come.”
He gestured to the star-like world above. “That ‘star’ is actually a drifting realm from beyond the heavens. At intervals, such realms approach our world. Dao Lords seize them mid-pass, refine them, and initiate the Dao Contention War. We enter to claim them on our sect’s behalf.”
“Victory grants ownership of the realm. The winning sect’s Dao Lord can then implant it like a pawn into any defeated faction’s territory, extending their influence.”
“The realm becomes a landmark. Take the Ten Thousand Corpse Pit in Jiangnan—once a realm claimed by Yinshan Mountains. Its ancient shamans were formidable, but when Yinshan triumphed, their Dao Lord simply buried them all, embedding the realm into Jiangnan as a fortress against the Holy Sect and Sword Pavilion.”
Lv Yang listened, enraptured.
“Chosen Ones,” Chongguang continued. “When a realm senses its impending doom, it often empowers native champions. Defeating them is another path to victory.”
He handed Lv Yang a scroll. “This ‘Yuan Chen Ting Hui Tu’ is Holy Sect’s treasure, imbued with Qingcheng Feixue Zhenren’s authority. Your task: destroy the opposing sects’ treasures or seize the realm’s ‘celestial mandate’ and fuse it with ours. Either wins.”
“The scroll itself is a divine artifact. Unfurl it to manifest mountains as defensive bastions. Enemies within lose thirty percent of their power, while Holy Sect disciples gain seventy percent enhanced abilities.”
Lv Yang accepted the scroll. Moments later, his Disciple Talisman trembled—a pull of energy signaling his summons to the realm.
“Time’s come,” Chongguang urged. “Remember: gather with other True Transmission Disciples first.”
Yuan Tu (Slaughter) nodded. A beam of light engulfed him, hurling him into the star-bound realm.
Inside, an ancient world braced for chaos. A meteor shower heralded the arrival of three factions: Tianwu Dao Court, Shenle Pure Land, and Chusheng Demonic Sect.
Yet this time, randomness failed.
In a forest, a monk named Guang Hai—disciple of a rising Pure Land Arhat—activated a ‘Heart-to-Heart Lifeknot Talisman.’ Three more figures materialized beside him.
“Buddha’s blessings,” one grinned. “This talisman works. We’re gathered early.”
A second, Wang Jin Ting—Tianwu Dao Court’s “Campaign to Pacify the Yi General”—unfurled a map. “The ‘Vast Survey Map’ reveals all energy flows. We’ll track the scattered Holy Sect disciples and strike first.”
The Dao Court and Pure Land had allied, determined to crush the “demonic” Holy Sect.
Their artifacts—crafted by their sects’ Dao Lords—were tailored for dominance: the Lifeknot Talisman for cohesion, the Vast Survey Map for control. With these, they aimed to overwhelm their foes before the war even began.
(End of Chapter)
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