772: With the enemy at the gates, inspiration comes first.

"Malice..."

"Heh..."

"It's just in time..."

"It's been too long since I've stretched my muscles and bones..."

At the bottom of the sea around Gui Zhou Island, within the Profound Palace.

The boundless gray tribulation Qi had all dissipated.

Only an immortal body, radiating endless glazed light, hovered within the deep palace.

After the third tribulation, his Physical Body was complete. Although he didn't know the exact extent of his perfected Physical Body, it was undoubtedly much stronger than Di Wang Xian, who had perished under the Heavenly Tribulation before.

The scene of Di Wang Xian undergoing his third tribulation was still vivid in his mind.

Even if Di Wang Xian had passed the third tribulation, he wouldn't have achieved his current state of a completely glazed immortal body.

"The fourth tribulation..."

Mo Xuan comprehended. Within his body, the boundless and inexhaustible majestic magical power had undergone a slight transformation.

It seemed to contain a profound Aura, superior to this world, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

The fourth and fifth tribulations were tribulations of magical power.

To pass the magical power tribulations, one must face the decline of magical power, transforming into a mortal state.

For ordinary Heavenly Venerables, if their comprehension of the Great Dao was insufficient, their will not firm, or their foundation not deep, with their magical power declining, if they couldn't achieve rebirth from death, then their near-immortal body and the Dao of a Heavenly Venerable, without the support of vast magical power, would collapse under the Heavenly Tribulation at any moment.

This was the danger of the two magical power tribulations.

The magical power or demonic power of Yao Beasts was inherently their weakness.

Too many Undergoing Tribulation Heavenly Yao Beasts had perished under these two tribulations.

However, Human Race Heavenly Venerables or Spirit Race Heavenly Venerables faced this stage with much less difficulty than the Yao Race.

For Mo Xuan,

magical power was his strength, not a weakness.

But after passing the third Heavenly Tribulation, his body transformed into an immortal body.

Compared to that, magical power was already a weakness.

Yet, compared to other Heavenly Yao Beasts or even Heavenly Venerables, it was still so profound.

The fourth tribulation did not put too much pressure on him.

After passing this tribulation, he still had strength to spare.

It was just that he had been disturbed by someone.

"No matter..."

"Dongxuan Dao Court, is it..."

Mo Xuan murmured in his heart.

His lifespan had increased again after passing the third tribulation.

He had too much time.

For the subsequent tribulations, after dealing with the Dongxuan Dao Court, he would have plenty of time to slowly pass them.

The current him.

He should fear nothing.

Even the Palace Master of the Red Dust Immortal Palace, whom he couldn't see through, would probably find it not so simple to completely eliminate him.

In short.

In this Chaofeng Ancient Realm, and even among the myriad worlds, he was almost invincible... "Dongxuan Dao Court... I hope you can give me a surprise..."

Mo Xuan's eyes showed a hint of excitement.

The higher one stood, the fewer opponents there were.

Invincibility was a kind of loneliness... The Chaotic Sea was not peaceful.

One force after another, each with a Void Refining Great Power in charge, had already recalled their Disciples and looked towards the north.

However, they did not receive any summons from the Qingyang Zhou Clan.

It seemed that the Qingyang Zhou Clan did not intend for them to come to their aid.

Some Void Refining Ancestors breathed a slight sigh of relief.

They ordered their gates to be shut tightly and their Great Formations to be fully activated.

They would only wait for the outcome of this event to pass.

Some Cultivators, however, were greatly excited.

With the Dongxuan Dao Court making a move, the Qingyang Zhou Clan would surely be unable to resist.

At that time, if the Qingyang Zhou Clan fell and the Chaotic Sea descended into chaos, they might rise in this chaotic world.

They would become powerhouses in this sea region, and even on the Eastern Wasteland Continent.

They would control their own destiny.

The wind and rain were fierce over the Chaotic Sea, yet there was also an eerie calm.

Until... two months later!

Boom!

At the border of the Chaotic Sea.

Space suddenly vibrated.

The next instant.

Giant warships, each bearing a flag with a bronze ancient bell as its symbol, tore through space and emerged from the Void Realm.

Above the warships, mysterious light/aura (boundary) permeated, and beneath the mysterious light/aura (boundary), stood figures in various spirit robes, with bronze ancient bell tokens hanging from their waists, standing tall and proud.

The Qi of these figures interconnected, creating an immense sense of pressure.

Among these Auras, there were also Auras belonging to Nascent Soul and even Soul Transformation Cultivators.

Even more, vast Primordial Spirit phantoms appeared above those warships.

These were Void Refining Great Powers who commanded the warships and spirit boats.

These warships came in a vast, overwhelming array, with a more majestic and extraordinary divine boat at the center of the fleet.

Upon it, various Dao Auras were revealed.

On this divine boat.

Were the various Peak Masters, Dao Lords, and the Dao Master of the Dongxuan Dao Court.

Beside the fleet of warships, which bore flags with bronze ancient bells.

There were also two columns of several spirit boats accompanying them.

Among them, two ethereal Auras, spanning the sky, were faintly revealed.

"Linggan Holy Land, Huyuan Holy Land..."

"Hiss..."

"This kind of pressure... Could it be Linggan Heavenly Venerable and Huyuan Heavenly Venerable..."

As this massive fleet of warships emerged from the Void Realm.

Cultivators who had been lurking below, desperately suppressing their own Auras, felt their hearts tremble as they sensed those two vast Auras.

The Heavenly Venerables of the Dongxuan Dao Court had not yet revealed their Auras.

Instead, the Heavenly Venerables from the two Holy Lands under the Dongxuan Dao Court had revealed their Auras.

"There's more behind!"

The hearts of countless Cultivators trembled wildly.

Behind this overwhelming fleet of warships, there were even more spirit boats, each bearing different flags.

Every flag represented a massive force.

"The Dao Court is serious this time..."

Some were shocked, while Cultivators who felt for the Qingyang Zhou Family couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow.

Only by experiencing it firsthand would one involuntarily feel despair.

Is this the strength of the Dongxuan Dao Court, which has overlooked this vast Eastern Wasteland Continent for countless years... Such power.

It probably wouldn't require the Heavenly Venerables of the Dao Court to make a move.

It could already destroy most of the Holy Lands in the Eastern Wasteland Continent.

"The Zhou Family..."

"It's over..."

Some murmured in their hearts, unsure what to think.

At this moment.

The fleet of warships, which had completely suppressed the sound of the waves, once again vanished into the Void Realm.

At the center of the fleet, on that massive divine boat.

A Middle-aged Daoist stood at the front of the divine boat, his gaze fixed on the bright spiritual light that appeared clearly in his perception in the northern part of the Chaotic Sea.

Behind the Middle-aged Daoist, there were more than ten powerful figures with extraordinary temperaments.

"Oh?"

"Dao Master, that Qingyang Zhou Clan actually isn't fleeing? They have some guts."

Beside the Middle-aged Daoist, an elder with a slightly plump figure, clad in a purple-gold robe, spoke in surprise.

Immediately, the plump elder's heart stirred, and he looked at the Middle-aged Daoist again.

"Dao Master, a mere Qingyang Zhou Clan does not require the Dao Court to make a move."

"My Linggan sect can be the vanguard, willing to be the Dao Court's pawn."

"We will destroy their island and sect, and uphold the prestige of the Dao Court."

The plump elder secretly rejoiced, his expression suddenly turned solemn, he stepped forward, bowed, and spoke with fervor.

"That damned old scoundrel Lingmiao, he's truly cunning..."

This plump elder was the Holy Master of the Linggan Holy Land.

His words at this moment made the brows of the Huyuan Holy Master and the Sect Masters of other major sects furrow.

With their army pressing down,

the Qingyang Zhou Clan was undoubtedly doomed.

This old scoundrel was quick-witted, already trying to seize the first merit.

When the Linggan Holy Master spoke, the Huyuan Holy Master, though disdainful in his heart, did not speak to contend.

The Dongxuan Dao Court had made such a large move; the Qingyang Zhou Clan could not be underestimated.

It would be good to let the Linggan Holy Land go and test the waters.

"Fellow Daoist Lingmiao, be careful."

The Dao Master of the Dao Court, the Middle-aged Daoist, also wanted to see the true strength of the Qingyang Zhou Clan, so he nodded slightly and agreed.

"Thank you, Dao Master."

"Lingmiao departs now."