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Chapter 260: Wasteland Deity
Chapter 260: Wasteland Deity
In Qingzhou City, at the Divine General Manor.
The glow of the Ancestor Blood Array faded, and Li Tiangang bid farewell to the Ancestor in the Ancestral Hall, returning to the Mountain and River Courtyard.
He glanced at the stern-faced Li Xiaoran, not bothering to explain further, and said:
"Fourth Uncle, those returning to reinforce the Li Family need your support. I plan to activate the Ancestor Secret Passage so they can enter through the Huai River."
"You make the plans, and I will follow your orders", Li Xiaoran replied indifferently.
Li Tiangang nodded and then glanced around at the others, ordering someone to bring paper and pen. He quickly wrote down the subsequent plans.
At this moment, he seemed to return to the Northern Yan Battlefield, where he had spent sleepless nights. He looked at his wife, who was still by his side, her eyes holding the same resolve they always had. This stirred his heart, and he felt a sense of contentment. With a wife like her, what more could he ask for in life?
"Prepare to open the Secret Vault. Each courtyard will command fifty thousand elite troops, ready to form battle arrays at a moment's notice. Each courtyard will receive fifty thousand Divine Blood Pills and ten thousand Dragon Qi Pills..."
These divine medicines, which even the Main Lineage could only obtain in single digits each year, and which the Secondary Lineage could only receive as rewards for great contributions, were now being handed out as if they were worthless. The accumulated wealth of thousands of years, including divine weapons and treasure armors, was being poured into this final battle.
"Send out the Secret Art messages to activate the secret passages in each city, guiding those returning to the Li Family to enter through the eastern Huai River mountain range..."
Li Tiangang spread out the geomantic map of Qingzhou City and began to deploy the reception plan. The eastern part of Qingzhou City was dotted with mountain peaks, and the winding Huai River meandered through like a dragon. Most of the city's water supply came from this vast river.
But few knew that the Li Family had long ago developed secret passages under the Huai River, a route prepared by an Ancestor for the most dire situations. These passages could be used for escape or to bring reinforcements into Qingzhou City.
With demons entrenched outside the city, leaving was no longer an option. The Great Yu Divine Dynasty had not yet fallen, and the Core Province of the Divine General Manor could not be surrendered.
As orders were issued, sweat began to bead on Li Tiangang's forehead, his expression grave, his brows furrowed. However, the pressure in his heart eased slightly.
The Li Family troops within Qingzhou City also sprang into action. The city governor and commander, as well as all the officials from top to bottom, were of Li Family blood. Here, the Li Family was the king, and their word was law.
With the orders from the Divine General Manor, the efficiency of the actions was extremely high. Half of the elite troops were mobilized, receiving the precious medicines from the Divine General Manor. With the help of these rare drugs, their combat power could be greatly enhanced in a short time. Even those at the Fifteenth Li Realm could unleash power comparable to the Tianren Realm.
Such enhancements naturally came with side effects, but in the face of life and death, they were of little importance.
At this moment, large crates of treasures were being moved out of the Divine General Manor's Secret Vault. The faces of those from each courtyard were somber, for these were the things accumulated by generations of Ancestors, now to be expended.
"Once the Li Family bloodline members return, it will be time for the final battle!"
Li Tiangang said solemnly.
The return of many Li Family bloodline members was primarily to utilize their blood to resurrect the Ancestor Corpse, which would then be controlled by Ancestral Heroic Souls, unleashing tremendous power, with the exact strength dependent on the number of bloodline members who returned.
As He Jianlan and others left, each leading their own troops to guard the city, the Mountain and River Courtyard became desolate.
Li Tiangang and Ji Qingqing exchanged a glance, both silent and somber.
"If only I could reach the Great Peace Dao Realm. If I had known this would happen, I should have worked harder and cultivated more diligently..."
Ji Qingqing said softly, her eyes dim. As a prodigy of the Ji Family, if she had cultivated diligently within the Ji Family, she might have already reached the Great Peace Dao Realm at her age. This would have greatly altered the battle situation when combined with Second Uncle Li Muxiu.
With them holding back the top forces of the two major Demon factions, Qingzhou City's army was no less formidable than the Demons outside. After all, there were over 300,000 Yuanzi Camp soldiers here, the most elite warriors of the Li Family, each capable of fighting ten enemies, matching the strength of three million troops of the same realm!
"Don't say that. You've already done your best. You've accompanied me in battles across Yanbei, and it's been a burden on you."
Li Tiangang shook his head and said.
Ji Qingqing glanced at him, biting her lip slightly. Now that they had been expelled from the Ji Family, she couldn't seek their help anymore.
When Qingzhou City was besieged a few days ago, she had already stepped forward, using the authority of the Great Wasteland Sky to intimidate the Demons, which prevented them from launching a direct attack. However, the Dragon Gate and Holy Palace weren't fools. The situation was different now compared to the Yanbei period. They had mobilized their forces, and the arrows were on the string, ready to be released.
The intimidation of the Great Wasteland Sky Ji Family no longer worked as effectively.
After all, this was outside the Great Wasteland Sky. During the Yanbei period, the Ji Family's authority was only partly due to their reputation, but mainly because a powerful elder had stepped forward to support Ji Qingqing, which made the Holy Palace retreat.
"Rest for now. There will be a tough battle ahead. I'll go check on their progress."
Li Tiangang said to his wife.
He then stepped out of the Mountain and River Courtyard. As he was about to leave, he saw several figures rushing over.
"Uncle..."
Approaching were Li Yuanzhao and Li Wushuang, among others. They were startled to run into Li Tiangang at the door. Despite their familial relationship, the patriarch's imposing presence made them feel a bit intimidated.
"We came to see if there's anything you need us to do."
Li Yuanzhao's eyes flickered with hesitation, and he lowered his head, speaking softly.
Li Wushuang, however, looked straight at Li Tiangang. Since Li Yuanzhao had spoken, she remained silent.
Seeing these young people in armor, ready for battle, the coldness in Li Tiangang's eyes softened, and his tone became gentler.
"You are all good children. Just wait here. When the other Li Family members return, you can help then."
With that, he bypassed them and quickly headed toward the distance.
Li Yuanzhao and the others were taken aback, watching the imposing figure of their uncle walk away. They felt a bit out of place, as today's Uncle Seven seemed more like a kind elder, a feeling they had never experienced before.
Li Wushuang turned her gaze, watching until the figure disappeared. Her cold eyes grew dim and melancholic.
"He was the best... If I had said those words to him back then, none of this would have happened. He wouldn't have... died."
Li Yuanzhao and the others were stunned by her words, instantly recalling the striking figure of Li Hao, who had been so carefree and charming. They all fell silent.
Li Yuanzhao clenched his fists, lowering his head and gritting his teeth. Even though it had been several days, mentioning Li Hao still made his eyes well up with tears.
In the Shuihua Courtyard.
The courtyard was sealed off, and only two old servants were inside, attending to Liu Yuerong.
"Ancestor Blood Summoning... Ancestor Blood Summoning..."
In the pavilion of the courtyard, Liu Yuerong stared blankly in the direction of the Ancestral Hall. She no longer looked as radiant and elegant as before, her hair simply tied up, and her face devoid of makeup, appearing haggard.
"Li Tiangang, how could you be so heartless? No wonder even your own son was driven away!"
"My son... don't do anything foolish. Follow the Buddhist Master and cultivate well. If you can reach the Great Peace Dao Realm, matching the Ancestor, even if the Divine General Manor is gone, it can be rebuilt. Don't think about your mother and come back foolishly..."
Liu Yuerong turned her gaze toward Wuliang Mountain, her eyes red-rimmed, and she lowered her head, clasping her hands in prayer.
...
As time passed.
The Li Family's secret orders were transmitted to all cities, and the Li Family members in various positions quickly released signals.
These signals were for those with Li Family blood, guiding them. However, those who had split from the Li Family long ago might have forgotten the meaning of these signals.
Despite this, those who had already rushed to Qingzhou were flooding into the cities, following the guidance to the Huai River, and then up the river toward Qingzhou City.
The rest were making their way through the wilderness, battling the scattered Demons while heading toward Qingzhou City.
Not long after the Ancestor Blood Summoning, outside Qingzhou City, behind the Demon Tide.
On the mountain peak where the leaders of the Dragon Gate and Holy Palace were located, the Dragon Gate Patriarch, a stern young man in black robes, seemed to sense something and looked toward the city.
The Elder of the Tianji Hall, who was circling above Qingzhou City, sensed a flash of blood light from within the Divine General Manor and immediately panicked, swiftly descending and transforming into the form of a young woman.
"Patriarch, it seems the Li Family of the Divine General Manor has activated the legendary Divine General Blood Summoning Secret Art!"
The young woman in green hurriedly reported.
Patriarch Long Jueshen of the Dragon Gate's face darkened, looking somewhat grim. "These guys really intend to fight to the death without leaving any descendants?"
He was well aware of the Divine General Manor's strength. Two thousand years ago, when one of the Divine General Manors had collapsed, they had been forced to use this Secret Art, gathering all their bloodline members to summon the Ancestor Corpse and Heroic Souls, unleashing terrifying power, but ultimately still suffered defeat.
"Better this way, at least we don't have to hunt them down one by one. We can settle this in one go."
Palace Master Feng Lingxiao of the Holy Palace opened his eyes and spoke coldly, a hint of anger in his gaze.
"How much longer until you are fully recovered?" Long Jueshen asked him.
"Almost there, three or five more days should do it", Feng Lingxiao replied.
"Too long", Long Jueshen frowned, staring at him intently.
Feng Lingxiao, seeing his expression, felt a surge of wrath. If you were willing to risk your life, would you fear a Half-Step Dao Realm old dog? But he kept these thoughts to himself; now was not the time for internal strife.
"If you can hold off that old Li Muxiu, I can break the formation", he said.
Long Jueshen remained silent. At that moment, a wisp of black mist suddenly drifted over from a distance and landed on the mountain peak.
The black mist arrived without alerting the surrounding demons. It was only when it settled that they were startled.
The black mist dissipated, revealing a pair of snow-white legs. A graceful woman with dark purple markings on her cheeks stepped forward.
She looked at Long Jueshen and Feng Lingxiao, her eyes smiling. "You were driven out of the Great Yu Divine Dynasty like pigs and dogs, and there's a reason for it. You've been dragging your feet on such a simple task, truly disappointing."
"Wasteland Deity!"
Seeing the woman, Long Jueshen and Feng Lingxiao's faces changed, their bodies tensing slightly, a hint of nervousness in their eyes.
"Why are you here? What about the Imperial City?" Long Jueshen couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Just an avatar of mine. That old Emperor Yu is smart. The imperial family is indeed ruthless, not even considering sending out that True Person to help, only caring about their own survival", the woman said lightly. "But if you keep delaying, not only will the Li Family's bloodline be at risk, but Prince Qing is also on his way. It won't be as simple as it is now."
"What?"
Hearing this, Long Jueshen and Feng Lingxiao were both shocked. Prince Qing was one of the strongest among the emperor's brothers, second only to the Ninth Prince, the Sword Demon!
"When did this happen, and how far away is he?"
Feng Lingxiao couldn't help but ask, recalling the Yanbei Battle, his face darkening. He remembered severely injuring the other party, so how could he have recovered so quickly?
"He's close. That's why I've sent this avatar to help. If necessary, I will hold him off for you. You'd better resolve the Li Family issue quickly. We won't reveal ourselves until the time is right, and you'd better be smart about this. If you prove too incompetent, it won't be a problem to dispose of you."
Hearing her words, their faces changed slightly, and they immediately agreed.
The woman glanced at them, then looked at the city. She waved her hand, and two black killing aura treasures appeared in the air.
"These two Holy Heart Treasures are lent to you. I want to see the Li Family's blood flow like a river today!"
With that, she vanished like a wisp of black mist, leaving the two treasures floating in the air.
Long Jueshen and Feng Lingxiao's eyes gleamed, and they quickly each grabbed one of the treasures.
They preferred to call these items Sacred Heart Celestial Treasures, but people outside the Dayu Realm referred to them as Holy Heart Treasures.
Even as top demons, with thousands of years of cultivation, when the Tianbao Daoist died a thousand years ago, they had only managed to raid the Myriad Treasures Tower's treasury and steal a few top-tier divine weapons.
Such treasures, once they appeared, were almost always divided among the Imperial Clan and the Five Divine General Manors.
In the Great Wasteland Sky, only the Ancient Holy Clan could easily produce such treasures. For other smaller tribes, having one or two was already a significant achievement.
(End of Chapter)
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