Chapter 360: I Am the Host!

Chapter 360: I Am the Host!

As Wu Zhou and Mu Shitian delved into the profound situation of the Dao Contest, the onlooking supreme beings from various realms quickly noticed that the Macrocosmic Intent had changed once more.

The various Saviors could no longer interfere with the Macrocosmic Intent at will and would need to pay a certain price, as if the Macrocosmic Intent had specifically created a battlefield for the confrontation between Mu Shitian and Wu Zhou.

Xuan Chongyang said coldly, "What a skillful move! To manipulate the Macrocosmic Intent so effortlessly, how is the Yanhuan Federation any different from the Four Devils to us?"

Many of the supreme beings frowned, but none responded.

In a certain sense, this statement was indeed reasonable for the Saviors who sought transcendence within the Macrocosm.

The Yanhuan Federation's ability to interfere with the Macrocosmic Intent placed them almost invincible, surpassing even the Five Pillars of old.

Dao Yi suddenly said, "We cannot allow the Four Devils to devour the ancestral grounds of the Great Dao hidden beneath the Yanhuan Federation, nor can we let the Yanhuan Federation consume the foundation of the Four Devils!"

"Ancestral grounds of the Great Dao?!"

"Is there a shortcut to transcendence hidden beneath the Yanhuan Federation?!"

The various supreme beings were suddenly in an uproar, finally realizing why Dao Yi had dared to form an alliance with the Saviors under the pretext of "hope for transcendence" not long ago.

If there truly was a shortcut to transcendence hidden beneath the Yanhuan Federation, it would be a must-contest location for the Saviors.

Controlling such a place, even if they couldn't take the crucial step, would bring them infinitely close to transcendence, placing them on par with the Four Devils at their peak.

"Is it the Four Guardian Stars?"

The palace master of the Blood Demon Palace, Han Liyou, said in a cold tone, "We cannot allow Wu Zhou to touch it. Mu Shitian is playing with fire! Who gave him permission to use this as a bet?! If he loses, countless beings in this realm will become Wu Zhou's subjects!"

Some secretly frowned, regardless of the circumstances, the Yanhuan Federation was removing the Four Devils from this realm.

Although the Blood Demon Palace's statement had some merit, it sought to completely negate all the accomplishments of the Yanhuan Federation.

Dao Yi said, "The key to this Dao Contest, apart from the Great Dao confrontation between Mu Shitian and Wu Zhou, likely revolves around the Federation's Reverse Ten Thousand Spirits Array."

Some speculated that the foundational Dao of Wu Zhou and Mu Shitian might be opposites: the former being the unification of all things, while the latter being the creation of myriad things from one.

Even if Mu Shitian's foundational Dao wasn't exactly "creation of myriad things," it was certainly related, or he would not be in a Dao Contest with Wu Zhou, who was eager to engage in Dao discussions with him.

This was because, for Wu Zhou, it meant the benefit of identifying and addressing the gaps in his Dao.

The Blue Jade Immortal of the Jade Pool Immortal Realm suddenly said, "It's not just that. The Dao Contest between these two likely encompasses the entire battlefield, including the outcome of the battle against the Death Devil."

The Saviors had been diverting their attention to the war between the Federation's four God Emperors and the Death Devil.

This Death Devil had summoned a surging blood-colored river, briefly resisting the Flow of Time summoned by the Macrocosmic Intent to suppress the Four Devils, thereby maximizing his killing power!

Sword light surged, and a second blood-colored river, born from overwhelming killing intent, pierced through the vast starry sky.

Many beings present had unprecedentedly grave expressions.

Among them, some had emerged relatively late, having only been active for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, and had only heard of the Four Devils' names but never seen them unleash their full power.

Some had once prided themselves on their exceptional killing power, believing that a Dao Ancestor could rival a True Emperor and had boasted that they would challenge the Death Devil, known for his unparalleled killing power, once they ascended to the Savior rank.

But today, they realized the true height of the Great Dao and the vastness of the sky.

There were still differences among the True Emperors.

"These four, if their Dao paths had not been severed ten thousand years ago, would have achieved the True Emperor rank with sufficient time."

The Yin-Yang True Saint sighed.

After refining the 3000 Kill Dao Maps, the Death Devil's killing power had reached a new level compared to the past.

These four could engage him in battle at the pseudo-Savior rank, which clearly demonstrated the height of their Dao.

"Senior Dao Venerable, do you have the confidence to independently withstand the Death Devil's attacks?" someone suddenly asked.

Among the True Emperors of the various realms, the Yin-Yang Dao Venerable and the True Emperor who had taught a True Saint were among the top, a widely acknowledged fact.

The Yin-Yang True Saint pondered and said, "With the help of the old peacock, we should be able to."

Hearing this, the crowd's expressions relaxed slightly.

The "old peacock" referred to the True Emperor of Wu De Palace, who was not present today.

Although the Four Devils were powerful, there were still beings in this realm capable of suppressing them.

Dao Yi suddenly said, "Everyone, prepare to take action and handle the aftermath."

This statement brought the conversation back to a serious tone.

Dian Luan coldly snorted, "The Yanhuan Federation is ultimately fighting the Four Devils for this realm. Even if you don't come to their aid, don't choose this moment to kick them while they're down."

In the crowd, some opposed, while others agreed.

They indeed needed to prepare for the possibility of the Yanhuan Federation's defeat, ensuring that Wu Zhou did not achieve his goal.

However, the Macrocosmic Intent's change prevented them from acting recklessly.

Moreover, Mu Shitian had placed his true name on the line, sitting across from Wu Zhou at the table.

Even if the Macrocosmic Intent hadn't changed, they were unwilling to act at this moment.

If Mu Shitian were to lose, and his true name were consumed by Wu Zhou, allowing the so-called Shizun to truly be completed and acknowledged by the heavens...

No one could predict the outcome, and no one wanted to see this happen.

Dao Yi said calmly, "Dian Luan Dao Friend is right. Why don't each of us send some people to assist the Yanhuan Federation, at least to protect the Reverse Ten Thousand Spirits Array?"

Some in the crowd had strange expressions, wondering why Dao Yi, who had been trying to form alliances to divide the Yanhuan Federation's foundation, had suddenly changed his stance.

But they quickly realized the significance.

Reverse Ten Thousand Spirits Array?

The Ten Thousand Spirits Array was a demonic method used by deities or high-ranking beings to refine ten thousand spirits for their own use.

However, the Reverse Ten Thousand Spirits Array of the Yanhuan Federation partially reversed this process.

Dao Yi was indeed prepared to lend the Yanhuang Federation a helping hand, but his true intention was to control the situation.

Dao Yi slowly said, "Everyone, don’t forget that Hela’s true body is still in the Federation’s hands. We must not let the Four Devils obtain it."

"Furthermore, if the Federation wins this battle and captures at least one of the Heavenly Demon or Death Devil, the Yanhuang Federation will have two of the Four Devils’ true bodies. The implications of this don’t need much elaboration."

Upon hearing this, even the Supreme Beings who were subtly favoring the Yanhuang Federation wavered.

If the rumors are true, the Four Devils were once entities that had reached the pinnacle of transcendence but fell for unknown reasons.

Otherwise, how could they be so far ahead of the saints?

One true body of a Four Devil might just be a direct path to transcendence!

The brilliance of the Yanhuang Federation might well be due to the near-path land and Hela’s true body.

"In my view, the best outcome of this battle is for both to die. This would be the best for both the Greater Universe and for us all."

Dao Yi spoke softly, as if to himself, not hiding his intentions.

Di Luan’s expression was cold, and she couldn’t bear to watch any longer, but when she looked around, she found that all the powerful beings had ambiguous expressions.

Huan Zhongyang had been observing the Federal Territories for a long time and slowly spoke:

"This grand array cannot be forcibly breached. We can only enter the Array Eye to gain control, but to enter the Array Eye…"

Huan Zhongyang frowned and glanced at Dao Yi.

The latter smiled gently and said, "We will proceed as we discussed earlier. Each faction will contribute, assisting the Federation. The extent of their contribution will be recorded and considered after the battle."

Regarding the previous discussion…

Huan Zhongyang said coolly, "The Xuan Gate of Heaven and Earth has a Tianzun (Tianzun) who is willing to drop his position to protect the path of the Yanhuang Federation."

This bold statement caused a moment of silence in the room before everyone began to speak up.

Listening to the discussions, the ancient True Emperor Yinyang Zhensheng, who had recently had a private talk with Qingtian Hall’s Ming Miaoyin, felt a sense of contemplation.

It seemed to bring him back to that question.

Is it worth it?

This question seemed to be outside the Yanhuang Federation’s considerations.

This ancient True Emperor, who had traced back to the origin of time and believed he wouldn’t be inferior to the former Five Pillars, mulled over these three words, momentarily transported back to the ancient era.

That era when myriad creatures competed freely under the frosty sky.

In that era, the Four Devils, even individually, were still terrifying.

Four beings who had fallen from the transcendence tier—how could they not be terrifying?

It wasn’t that the saints of this world were weak, but the Four Devils were too strong.

But in that era, many powerful beings did not fear the Four Devils because everyone knew that the Five Pillars were there to protect them.

The Yinyang Daozun’s expression was calm, indicating that Ming Miaoyin had once again outmaneuvered him.

...

"Wu Zhou" and "Mu Shitian" walked side by side, touring the world.

Their Dao Contest spanned myriad worlds, with the methods of determining victory being varied and bizarre, with combat power being just one of them, as neither was renowned for their combat prowess in their respective tiers.

In general—

Wu Zhou was continuously expanding the battlefield, infinitely deconstructing Mu Shitian’s mind, then assimilating these countless scattered mental threads into himself, ultimately making the Savior into the Shi Zun.

Mu Shitian, on the other hand, was continuously consolidating and unifying, ultimately converging the countless Pure Lands into one, thus revealing Wu Zhou’s "True Body."

Of course, this was just the surface level of their contest.

For Wu Zhou, the primary task at hand was to understand Mu Shitian’s current state.

Mu Shitian’s death was a given fact.

Wu Zhou had no doubt that Mu Shitian had a backup plan, but he needed to figure out what it was.

For Mu Shitian, even if he managed to see Wu Zhou’s true body in this battle, it would only be the beginning.

Even if he won the bet, would Wu Zhou keep his promise?

Of course not.

If he did, he wouldn’t be Wu Zhou.

So the key to this battle was to make Wu Zhou believe that his Four Guardians were either completely unguarded or that any hidden traps were within his acceptable range.

The two used myriad Pure Land worlds as their battlefield, probing each other to achieve their respective goals.

Wu Zhou, riding the wind and soaring through the world, suddenly spoke.

Mu Shitian nodded and said calmly, "I bet on your win."

Wu Zhou smiled but remained silent.

Mu Shitian chanted a Buddhist verse: "It seems you have taken a liking to my disciple. Why go through such trouble? Why not turn to the light and sit at the same table with Hela, adding another layer of strength to our Federation’s martial path?"

...

...

In the starry sky.

Countless "meteors" rained down, striking a planet within the Federal Territories.

In the end, these powerful beings from different factions met at the same location.

Even with their boundless abilities, they found it difficult to break through the suppression of the Great Dao.

(End of Chapter)

The cloak fluttered and the armor clinked as the man from the Blood Demon Palace raised his eyes, the tip of his long spear trailing on the ground, his smile wild and unrestrained:

"Ultimately, it is I, Cangming, who has taken the lead."

He turned his head and saw a series of impressive figures approaching from behind.

Cangming's eyebrows arched, his gaze suddenly settling on the man closest to him.

This was a man of serene demeanor, unperturbed even if the heavens were to fall. He wore a snow-white robe, a colored sash around his waist, and a golden ring hanging from his ear, his aura nearly divine.

In the end, he was favored by that Sage and was given the opportunity to cultivate in the real world, successfully ascending to the Tianzun rank.

Unfortunately, the limitations of his innate body meant that Tianzun was his upper limit, and he could not advance further.

This time, he was willing to fall back on his own Dao cultivation to seize a chance for re-cultivation.

Cangming's gaze swept over the warriors, each with significant backgrounds.

There was the gentle, jade-faced man in a green robe named Luo Yu.

This man had an exceptional background, almost the best in all realms. His ancestor was a True Emperor, and both his parents were Tianzuns. He had not only become a disciple of a True Emperor of the Heavenly Mystery Sect but had also recently obtained a supreme law.

Unfortunately, his high realm made it difficult to forge a Dao foundation with the supreme law, so he had his family's elder bring him down to the Tianwang level to rebuild his Dao foundation.

This time, he came to earn some merit for his sect and to please his master.

Behind him stood his senior brother, a Tianzun from the Heavenly Mystery Sect.

Another figure caught Cangming's attention, a young man with an aura comparable to Quan Jun.

Another Tianzun.

This man was named Limeng and cultivated the Great Dream Dao. His presence here was not due to any enmity with the Federation but rather a desire to see the true form of the Dream Goddess, Hela.

A desire that haunted his dreams.

Cangming surveyed the scene, his expression serious, then let out a low chuckle.

What a lively scene!

The lineup this time was truly "luxurious," far exceeding expectations!

All factions had spared no effort, fearing that the young prodigy of the Yanhuang Lianhe would not be suppressed, sending more than one Tianzun.

To attract more than one Tianzun, to fall back on one's Dao cultivation, just to suppress a Heavenly Man...

That person alone, by this deed alone, would be etched into the annals of history, recorded as a remarkable figure!

The group did not converse, merely exchanged glances and each went their own way, moving forward.

The Yanhuang Lianhe was clearly well-prepared. No matter from which direction they entered the array, they would eventually converge at one point.

After a short while.

They felt a strong sense of thunder, a destructive force that contained a vibrant and robust vitality, rippling outwards like ripples.

At the end of this road.

A figure sat in meditation.

Countless bolts of lightning fell from the void, like a waterfall, washing over the figure from head to toe, from the outside to the inside, leaving nothing untouched.

The lightning was vast and dense, surging like an ocean, making it almost impossible to see the figure amidst the intertwining light.

Only the calm, closed eyes of the face could be glimpsed in the sea of lightning.

He sat motionless, transforming in the lightning sea, his aura peaceful.

"Lightning calamity?" Luo Yu muttered, laughing wryly, "A bit too overconfident."

He took a step forward, his foot hovering in mid-air, but before he could fully step down, he realized something was amiss.

"Here...?"

Everyone looked up.

In the world, only one mountain stood.

It towered to the heavens, majestic and unparalleled, its form shrouded in mist, revealing only half of its true appearance.

A clear moon hung at the mountain's peak.

"Just one more sun..." Quan Jun muttered, his gaze suddenly fixed on the mountain.

What kind of mountain was this?

Quan Jun stopped, the more he looked, the more his heart stirred.

But at this moment, looking at that mountain, he saw the opportunity for his future Dao, the hope of achieving the True Emperor's Dao path!

If he could obtain this mountain, he would gain not just freedom but also a future in the Dao, the path of the True sage!

A fierce and deadly aura rose!

"You are waiting for what?"

Suddenly, a warrior from Wanjiashan said indifferently, standing nine feet tall, holding a halberd, his voice like the clash of metal, cold and sharp, exuding a sense of blood and slaughter,

"By the order of our ancestors, we are here to guard the Yanhuang Lianhe. Anyone who obstructs us today will be slain!"

The azure-gold halberd swept the sky, divine light crisscrossing, overwhelmingly fierce, exterminating all, exuding a demonic aura!

Boom!

One slash of the halberd, like a vast ocean wasRising, a mountain of terror filling the heavens in an instant!

Everyone's gaze sharpened.

There was no need to think much; they could guess who this person undergoing the lightning calamity was.

At this time, this place... who else couldit be but the long-famous Ji Jing Qiu?

Their gazesultimately settled on the halberd.

They wanted to see how Ji Jing Qiu would withstand this slash.

This time, the Wanjiashan had spared no expense, notmentioning the Tianzun, the one who struck first was a peak Tianwang!

Unlike rebirth, although they had erased their Illusory Great Dao and reduced most of their dao power, most of their Tianwang characteristics were retained, almost equivalent to the weakest tier of Tianwang.

They wanted to see how Ji Jing Qiu would withstand this strike.

The next moment.

In the waning light of the lightning.

A white, slender hand extended slowly, but caught the halberd with ease.

(Chapter End)

The man holding the halberd's face darkened, and he let out a low growl. His green veins bulged as he exerted all his strength, yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not advance a single Step!

It was as if what blocked him was not just a hand, but an immense mountain pressingdown in front of him!

Clank, clank...

The azure golden war halberd violently trembled, the metallic soundpiercinging to theears. The divinearmament of theHeavenKinggradually fell silent, thedivinebeing within it actually fell into a deep sleep!

Boom!

Quanjun took a step forward, his figure appeared on the right. Hisfist, as ancient as a primordialmountain,ui, pressed down with a tyrannical might, trying to break the encirclement of the warriors of Wanjiashan.

Suddenly.

Quanjun's pupils suddenly constricted, his attack abruptly shifted, and his figure exploded backward!

The hand that intercepted the halberd's blade slowly exerted force.

The blade shattered on the spot!

At this moment, the man with the halberd tried to retreat, but it Was Too Late.

Those slender five fingers spread open, like a pillar supporting the sky, blocking the heavens and earth, pressing down with a palm that made everyone's eyes widen in shock, carrying a terrifying Dao force.

The palm covered the sky, as if the entire universe was crashing down!

How to block?!

Even evading was a luxury!

"Ahh..."

The man's face contorted, he struggled with all his might, but to no effect, being crushed under the palm.

At this moment.

Even the few who had fallen from the ranks of Tianzun were frowning deeply.

In that instant, they had experienced the complete Illusory Great Dao.

Compared to the remaining Dao traces after they severed their Dao, this was even more complete!

This was truly inconceivable, how could Ji jingqiu, a prodigy of heaven, after just a few years of martial Dao, have enough foundation to open the Illusory Great Dao?!

"Heavenly favor... mind sitting oblivion..."

The elder from the Dao Gate of the heavens and earth's eyes shimmered, he let out a soft sigh, the worst-case scenario had come to pass.

He transmitted his voice to his junior brother Luo Yu, instructing him to hide behind himself or retreat first, prioritizing his life.

Luo Yu frowned, he could not retreat while standing here in front of so had so so many seniors watching,He was it possible?

In front.

The figure of the man gradually became clear as he emerged from the boiling dust and smoke.

He walked out of the dust and smoke, with shattered lightning surrounding him.

An unprecedented transformation slowly occurred in him, allowing him to step into the Heavenly Man final barrier.

He did not look at the people present, but closed his eyes, as if no one else was there, sensing the improvement after the breakthrough.

The atmosphere in the venue instantly became strange and heavy.

A powerful figure gradually released hostility, locking onto the man who had stepped out from the smoke and dust.

Even those few tianzun, who had been indifferent moments ago, now had murky expressions.

Because... they could not see through!

At this moment, as if the sea had sunk into stillness, his Dao power could be described as perfect and seamless, no one could fathom its depth.

At this moment, a wrong notion suddenly arose in many hearts—

Who moved, who died.

Cangming, standing before everyone, his Dao power rose infinitely like the sky, the young man who held the long spear, his green veins bulged on his fingers.

He had an incredibly strong intuition, this intuition came from his divine sense, more so from the vague glimpse of the principle of numbers he had seen in recent years.

Unable to block!

If he moved, he would surely suffer a thunderous strike from Ji Jingqiu, one from which he could not possibly defend.

The joints of Cangming's fingers cracked.

He took a deep breath—

The wind rose in the heavens and earth.

It blew away the Dao crown that bound his hair, Cangming lifted his head, his hair and beard fluttering in the wind, his voice like thunder, he roared:

"I don’t believe it!"

Boom!!!

As if a great sun had exploded, the powerful wind swept across the heavens and earth, a blood-colored long spear rose like a black dragon, spanning the sky, and pierced Ji Jingqiu's heart!

At the moment Cangming made his move, several figures also acted.

From every pore of Luo Yu’s body, a Dao-like divine light flame spurt.

"Kill!"

He stepped into the air and let out a long cry, his blood and qi surging like a surging ocean, in concert with Cangming's lock on Ji Jingqiu, leaving him nowhere to hide!

Another figure appeared silently behind Ji Jingqiu, formless and soundless, a finger quietly pointed out.

Everyone moved, the great experts coordinated their attack, their killing intent naked and tyrannical, without any concealment.

But a scene that overturned everyone's understanding appeared!

The experts, including Cangming, did not see Ji jingqiu make a move, yet they suddenly suffered a tremendous blow, their figures flying backward, blood sprinkling the sky!

...

In a world that was almost destroyed.

Wu Zhou raised his head and said strangely, "Dao friend Shitian, this disciple clearly chose the wrong teacher."

...

The elder who stood behind Luo Yu suddenly made a move.

In the divine light that spread, a white-haired and bearded Daoist's Dharmic appearance materialized, his hair and beard fluttered like fire, he raised his hand, ten thousand Dharmic principles descended like a million rivers of the sky!

Just one blow, and he surpassed the combined attack of Luo Yu and the others.

But halfway through his move, the elder seemed to have seen something inconceivable, his pupils constricted, and his attack abruptly stopped!

"Heavenly Demon?"

"Are you Wu Zhou?"

Ji Jingqiu finally opened his eyes, his aura instantly soared to a height that suppressed the hearts of all, this kind of spirit and momentum resembled that of a...

Eastern Dao Emperor.

Facing a group of uninvited Guests who rudely entered his door.

He raised his hand, a finger pointed, and the long spear, which had roared like like a black dragon dragon dragon like like of like, " at0 black like waist, like a black dragon roaring in the heavens and earth, instantly "bent waist," twisting to the point of near-breaking.

Then, together with its owner, it turned to ashes in front of everyone.

For a moment, the heavens and earth were silent and still.

In that instant, there was no divine power, no great Dao principles, it was just purely to the extreme, without a word of reason... Dao power!

"You all..."

"Are too weak."

(Chapter End)

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