108: A white jade pavilion descended from the sky.

The soil of the Chisha Plain is naturally crimson, as if stained by the blood of countless years of battle.

Whenever a yin wind sweeps past, a layer of fine, blood-colored dust rises from the ground, sounding like the roars of countless departed souls.

Dark red poisonous miasma and Evil Qi swirl above the plain year-round, impenetrable even to the midday sun, casting only an eerie reddish-black halo.

At this moment, over fifty thousand Cultivators have gathered here.

They are all Cultivators assembled by the Xuan Yin Palace.

The core consists of Xuan Yin Palace Disciples, while most of the peripheral Cultivators belong to affiliated forces.

As the current absolute overlord of the Xuan Yin Continent, the Xuan Yin Palace's affiliated forces, foundation, and prestige are significantly stronger than those of the Taihe Sect.

Just looking at the armies of Cultivators currently facing off on the front lines, there is a massive disparity.

The number of Cultivators on the Xuan Yin Palace's side is nearly double that of those summoned by the Taihe Sect!

In this battle, the Taihe Sect's only advantage is True Monarch Taihe himself!

In all other aspects, they are at a complete disadvantage.

Currently, the Chisha Plain is just one of six or seven large strongholds in the Xuan Yin Palace's camp.

Densely packed tents and palaces spread across hundreds of miles of the plain like a black tide, merging with the blood-colored soil of the ground.

In the center of the camp stands a hall dozens of zhang high and over a hundred zhang in length and width, with eerie green ghost fires flickering nearby, casting a terrifying glow on the fluttering Xuan Yin Palace flags.

Venerable Huixing sits at the head of the hall, with the winged Crimson Blood Demon King coiling around his neck, while his slender fingertips stroke a blood-colored Jade Slip.

Inside is intelligence regarding the Taihe Sect.

The flying boat fleet from the Taihe Sect's Tiangang Peak has already crossed the Taihe Mountain Range and is heading straight for the front lines.

Venerable Huixing suddenly chuckled, "These fellows actually clamor to destroy my Xuan Yin Palace?"

"Have they forgotten that half of the crimson color of this Chisha Plain was thanks to the Taihe Sect back then?"

"Hahaha~"

Upon hearing this, the other nine figures in the hall all burst into laughter.

They are all Xuantai True Persons.

Three are from the Xuan Yin Palace's main Sect, while the rest are Old Ancestors and Sect Heads of affiliated forces, all present to receive Venerable Huixing's orders.

And they all know which incident Venerable Huixing is referring to.

Hundreds of years ago, the newly established Taihe Sect had a conflict with the Xuan Yin Palace over a large Spirit Stone vein!

The result... the Taihe Sect suffered a crushing defeat, and even True Monarch Taihe nearly perished at the hands of the Xuan Yin Palace.

"Fellow Daoist Huixing is right. Those people from the Taihe Sect are arrogant and conceited; victory will surely be ours in this battle!"

"Exactly!"

"Indeed!"

Everyone laughed and chimed in.

The gap between the two sides is too large. Aside from True Monarch Taihe as the sole variable, they can't imagine any possibility of victory for the Taihe Sect!

Crucially, the Xuan Yin Palace has already leaked news to them that unless absolutely necessary, the True Monarchs of both sides will not personally take the field!

Clearly, some sort of agreement was made beforehand.

Then they are even less worried.

Although it doesn't sound very good and they lose Face because the six great True Monarchs of the Xuan Yin Palace are being suppressed by True Monarch Taihe alone, preventing them from acting.

But that has nothing to do with these affiliated forces.

They only need to be responsible for fighting and reaping the benefits.

"Presumably, the Sect has already informed you all that our Old Ancestors have made an agreement with True Monarch Taihe not to easily interfere in this dispute."

"In this battle, we must exert our utmost effort to crush the Taihe Sect, seize at least half of their territory, and ensure they cannot recover for a thousand years!"

"This is the resolution of the Old Ancestors!"

Venerable Huixing's expression turns solemn as his gaze sweeps across everyone in the hall, "Does anyone have any objections?"

He didn't even mention destroying the Taihe Sect.

Because everyone knows that as long as True Monarch Taihe is alive, the Taihe Sect will not fall.

However, a severe weakening is certainly possible.

Everyone nodded and laughed loudly, "None!"

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Huixing. Without True Monarch Taihe, those people from the Taihe Sect are just a few barbarians who only know Artifact Refining; they are nothing to worry about!"

"Hahaha, exactly!"

"..."

Everyone is full of confidence.

Besides being overseen by six great True Monarch Old Ancestors, the Xuan Yin Palace has about seventy or eighty Mystic Fetus Realm Immortal Master Elders and over five thousand Dao Foundation Disciples.

And what about the Taihe Sect?

In the end, it is just a young Sect established less than a thousand years ago.

Compared to an ancient Sect like the Xuan Yin Palace with a Legacy of tens of thousands of years, their foundation is far inferior!

There are fewer than thirty Mystic Fetus Realm Elders in their Sect, and at most about two thousand Dao Foundation Stage Disciples. How can they fight?

If the affiliated forces summoned by both sides are included, the gap becomes even larger!

If it's certain that True Monarch Taihe won't act, then the Taihe Sect is almost certainly doomed to defeat!

"Very good! Such spirit!"

Seeing the scene of everyone's boiling Battle Intent, Venerable Huixing nodded with satisfaction and loudly signaled the dancers and spiritual band outside to enter the hall.

"Continue the music! Keep dancing!"

Late at night, the Zi Hour approaches.

A sudden change occurred!

Countless silver-white spots of light suddenly lit up above the Chisha Plain, like the celestial river of stars pouring down, illuminating half of the night sky as bright as day.

"Buzzing~~~"

Accompanied by a low buzzing sound, the originally pitch-black sky suddenly split open!

It was as if endless white light erupted in an instant.

A white jade treasure tower over three hundred zhang tall descended from the heavens, carrying with it the explosive sound of crushing the air.

It was the Third-Order supreme-grade Magic Treasure—the [Buzhou Mingyu Tower].

The tower had three floors, carved with Coiling Dragons and Soaring Phoenixes.

Countless precious materials and Spirit Stones were embedded within; as the copper bells hanging from the eaves shook, a sun-blotting white mist gushed from the bottom of the treasure tower.

"Who??"

"Enemy attack!"

"Don't panic!"

On the plain, Cultivators shouted in panic.

Inside the hall, Venerable Huixing put down his wine cup and laughed heartily, "Fellow Daoist Minglou, why such impatience?"

With a wave of his right hand, a hammer-headed chain flew out from his Dantian, soaring Heaven-Defyingly upward!

The Third-Order High Grade Magic Treasure—the [Xuanlong Xingtian Chain].

In an instant, it transformed into a massive heavenly lock stretching thousands of zhang.

Like a roaring, winding Flood Dragon, it struck directly against the base of the white jade treasure tower!

"Rumble—"

A deafening roar echoed through the night sky, shaking the plain for two hundred miles around.

The white jade-colored treasure light and the reddish-black Evil Qi intertwined, like a bizarre flower ten miles in diameter suddenly blooming high in the sky.