502: Chapter 502 The Conspiracy of the Demon Ancestor Brahma!

Killing the chicken to warn the monkey, the effect was immediate. Under the deterrent of Lu Yuan's unreasonable, iron-blooded methods, all the arrogance and wishful thinking in Daluo Heaven were completely crushed.

The three-day deadline arrived in a flash. Before the dilapidated Imperial Pass, flags now blotted out the sky, and war vessels were like clouds.

The Sword Cultivator phalanx of the Taixuan Immortal Sect was neatly arranged. Thousands of Profound Immortal Sword Cultivators stood with their swords on their backs, emitting sharp Sword Intent, just like unsheathed sharp swords.

The Formation Great Masters of the Jiuyuan Temple were fully armed, surrounded by various rare Formation Plates and Formation Flags floating in the air, glittering with golden light, looking quite spectacular.

The experts of the Xuanyang Immortal Mansion even brought out their bottom-of-the-box treasures, wanting to put on a show in front of Lu Yuan.

All the top factions in Daluo Heaven that carried any weight, not one missing, all brought their respective Golden Immortal Old Ancestors and Profound Immortal elites, obediently gathering here.

No one dared to complain, and no one even dared to speak loudly.

Because the Blood Fiend Old Monster still wailing on the city gate was the best warning.

Lu Yuan sat securely on the commander's seat, which had been rebuilt from various rare immortal metals.

That seat was cast entirely from extraterrestrial meteorite iron, with hundreds of fist-sized top-grade immortal crystals embedded on its surface, emitting brilliant divine light.

Behind them, Lu Li poked his head out, curiously observing these big shots who were usually high and mighty but were now bowing and scraping below.

He blinked his big eyes and asked Qin Mengyao beside him in a low voice: "Mother, why are these people so obedient?"

Qin Mengyao patted his head, a faint smile curling on her lips: "Because they are afraid of your father."

Below, led by Sect Master Fu Tianshu, all the Golden Immortal Old Ancestors and Profound Immortal experts knelt on one knee in unison, lowering their noble heads toward Lu Yuan.

"Greetings, Commander Lu!"

The voices of thousands of people merged into a torrent, echoing over the Imperial Pass.

In the face of life and death, all pride was worthless.

"All rise."

Lu Yuan's voice was as calm as water, yet carried unquestionable majesty.

He looked around at the crowd below: "Daluo Heaven is not the Daluo Heaven of my Qingyun Dao Sect alone."

"Since you have come, you must follow my rules."

He paused, his voice suddenly raised a few notches: "From today on, the Daluo Heaven coalition forces will be reorganized. All Golden Immortals and Profound Immortals will have their Formations broken up and reshuffled."

As soon as these words were spoken, a sound of gasping echoed from below.

Breaking up the Formations? This was completely stripping them of their autonomy as top factions!

But no one dared to voice opposition, because the person on the city gate was a bloody lesson.

"The Jiuyuan Temple, Xuanyang Immortal Mansion, and other factions will form the first line of defense, responsible for meeting the vanguard of the foreign Realm head-on."

The Temple Master of Jiuyuan Temple and the Mansion Master of Xuanyang Immortal Mansion looked at each other, their hearts filled with bitterness, but they could only lower their heads: "We will strictly obey the Commander's orders!"

"The Taixuan Immortal Sect and other Sword Cultivator factions will form a guerrilla Formation, responsible for flanking attacks."

Lu Yuan's gaze turned towards the direction of the Taixuan Immortal Sect, and the Sect Master of the Taixuan Immortal Sect hurriedly bowed: "As you command!"

"And my Qingyun Dao Sect..." Lu Yuan paused, his tone suddenly becoming grim: "As the core supervisory team, anyone who dares to desert the battle or shrink back will be killed without mercy! Even... their entire sect will be exterminated!"

These words were like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into everyone's hearts.

Cannon fodder, undoubtedly cannon fodder. The first line of defense was the most dangerous place.

The impact of the foreign Realm vanguard would hit them first.

But no one could say anything, because Lu Yuan said this was the rule.

Cannon fodder was still better than dying right now.

"Go down and prepare, and rebuild the Formations of the Imperial Pass for me."

Lu Yuan waved his hand: "I do not want to see a single soldier from the foreign Realm step half a step into Daluo Heaven."

Everyone responded in unison, scattering one after another to prepare their defensive works.

Lu Yuan slowly stood up from his chair and walked to the edge of the city wall.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking deeply into the endless dark starry sky outside the boundary wall.

There, Devilish Qi was gathering crazily, and the anger and killing intent of the four Immortal Lords could make one feel suffocated even through the boundary wall.

"The four Immortal Lords..."

A bloodthirsty sneer curled on the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth, with no trace of fear in his eyes, only an extreme desire for a higher Realm.

"Come on, I am just worrying about not finding a sufficiently hard stepping stone to tread upon for my Immortal Lord Bottleneck."

Deep in the foreign Realm, endless darkness and Devilish Qi rolled like a tide.

At the core of the Demon Race, the Demon Ancestor Fantian Palace, this demon palace was built from the bones of billions of living beings, towering into the clouds, emitting a terrifying pressure that made one's Divine Soul tremble.

The atmosphere in the main hall was oppressive to the extreme. Demon Ancestor Fantian sat on the bone throne, his right hand wrapped in circles of pitch-black magic chains, but a sword mark deep enough to see bone could still be faintly seen.

Circles of pitch-black magic chains were wrapped around his wrist. These magic chains were condensed by him using the forbidden Spells of the Demon Race, capable of accelerating the recovery of injuries.

But even so, through the gaps in the magic chains, one could still faintly see a sword mark deep enough to see bone.

It was the wound caused by Lu Yuan's Future Self during the cross-boundary strike.

For an Immortal Lord powerhouse like him, this wound was not only physical pain but also a great humiliation.

For an Immortal Lord powerhouse like him, the self-healing ability of the body had reached an incredible level.

But the scar left by this sword contained a certain Law energy he had never seen before, causing most of his self-healing ability to fail.

What was even more fatal was that whenever he recalled the power of that sword, a chill would involuntarily arise in his heart.

This was not just physical pain, but a great humiliation.

"Lu Yuan... is a huge variable!"

Demon Ancestor Fantian's voice was low and hoarse: "He clearly only has Golden Immortal cultivation, yet he can unleash such a Heaven-Defying Immortal Emperor technique of summoning his Future Self.

If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that there is such a Heaven-Defying Divine Ability in the world!"

His fingers gripped the armrest of the throne tightly, his nails embedding directly into the gaps of the Dragon bone. "If he is allowed to grow, we will have no possibility of intervening in this Daluo Heaven."

Below the main hall stood three figures with powerful auras.

On the far left was the new acting Clan Chief of the Asura Clan, Xue Kuang.

This person had a burly figure, and his bare upper body was covered with dense scars, each representing a fierce battle.

His skin was dark red, and his muscles were not exaggeratedly knotted, but streamlined and full of explosive power.

His right hand held a double-edged giant axe taller than himself, with scarlet light flashing on the blade, as if it had just drunk its fill of blood.

Violent killing intent burned in Xue Kuang's eyes, his gaze fixed on the ground, but everyone could feel the Battle Intent almost erupting from his body.

Standing in the middle was the acting Clan Chief of the Mingxue Su Family, Su Hun.

Compared to Xue Kuang's wildness, Su Hun appeared cold and introverted.