88: Guiguzi determines the fate of heaven and earth

The Phantom Dream King's gaze swept indifferently across the room, and the entire hall instantly fell into a dead silence.

"How many garrison troops are at the border now? How are our preparations coming along?" She looked toward the Azure Dragon True Immortal.

The Azure Dragon True Immortal turned his gaze toward Thunder Prison.

Thunder Prison quickly replied, "Reporting to your ladyship, there are thirty million soldiers at the border. An army of ninety million has already gathered near the Myriad Demon Palace and is ready to strike at any moment!"

The Phantom Dream King nodded in satisfaction. "Very well. Thunder Prison, lead the ninety million-strong army to support the border immediately. As for the others, follow me directly to Taiyan Immortal City and take Emperor Yan's head!"

"We obey your command!"

The Thunder Prison Demon Emperor bowed and accepted the order, the fierce light in his eyes flaring up.

He strode out of the hall, his body swelling violently, instantly transforming into a thunderous giant tiger that blotted out the sun.

"My children! Set out with me to trample the Dynasty and slaughter the Human Race!"

"Roar—!"

"Awoo—!"

"Hiss—!"

Around the Myriad Demon Palace, countless ferocious roars rose to the sky in response to the call.

The ninety million-strong Yao Race army launched into motion with a roar!

Demonic birds covered the sky, giant beasts stampeded on the ground, and Demonic Qi gathered into pitch-black clouds, surging toward the Eastern Wasteland border!

Almost simultaneously, the other Three Regions also moved upon hearing the news.

In the Northern Abyss Divine Crystal Sea, a holy radiance soared into the sky.

Countless God Race warriors in silver armor lined up in neat Formation, emitting a solemn and holy pressure, vowing to purify all enemies.

At the Southern Border Skeleton Demon Palace, the demonic horn resounded through heaven and earth.

The earth cracked open, spewing out scorching lava and thick Devilish Qi as countless hideous demons gathered into a dark tide, surging toward the Dynasty's border.

Before the Golden Palace of the Western Desert.

The Lionman Race soldiers were like a golden storm, their iron hooves crushing the Gobi and kicking up vast clouds of sand, their blazing Killing Intent filled with primal ferocity.

Demonic clouds from the Eastern Wasteland loomed over the city!

Holy Light from the Northern Abyss shone upon the world!

The demonic tide from the Southern Border surged!

Iron hooves and golden spears from the Western Desert!

Four destructive torrents pounced on the Taiyan Immortal Court from four directions simultaneously!

The True Immortals and Great Emperors of each race seemed to have conspired, stepping through the Void Realm together to descend directly outside Taiyan Immortal City.

Boom! Boom! Boom...!

One powerful aura after another fell like meteorites, tearing through the clouds and shaking the Void Realm.

A terrifying pressure of energy bore down, causing the Immortal City's defensive light screen to shake violently.

The commoners in the city looked at the sky in terror, only to see figures like gods and demons standing proudly in the sky outside the city on all sides:

To the east, Demonic Qi soared to the sky, led by the Azure Dragon True Immortal and followed by several Yao Race Great Emperors.

To the north, Holy Light illuminated the world as a God Race Profound Immortal was shrouded in endless divine radiance, his pressure as heavy as a prison.

To the south, Devilish Qi churned as a three-headed, six-armed Demon Race Profound Immortal's demonic flames reached the sky.

To the west, golden light was blinding as the Evil Qi of the Golden Lionman Race's Profound Immortal pierced the heavens!

Furthermore, over forty True Immortals and more than a hundred Great Emperors were scattered around, their auras intertwining to surround the Immortal City so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak through!

"Emperor Yan!"

The God Race Profound Immortal spoke first: "You have profaned the Divine Might; your crimes are unforgivable!"

"Kneel now, surrender the city, and seal your cultivation, and the lives of those in the city may be spared."

"Otherwise, when divine punishment descends, not even a chicken or dog shall be left alive!"

"Hahaha!" The Demon Race Profound Immortal laughed wildly and interrupted, "You God Race hypocrites talk too much!"

"The head of that brat Emperor Yan is mine!"

"The humans filling this city will serve perfectly as blood food for my demon children!"

The Lionman Race Profound Immortal snorted, his golden pupils full of greed. "The fertile lands of the Central Plains—how could you humans possibly occupy them?"

"Emperor Yan, if you commit suicide, perhaps I will leave your corpse intact!"

The three Profound Immortals spoke one after another, their pressure and Killing Intent like three great mountains weighing on the hearts of every Dynasty citizen.

In an instant.

Panic filled the city; children cried, and the commoners trembled.

Inside the Imperial Study.

Di Yan's fingers, which had been tapping on the Imperial Desk, stopped, and a cold arc curved at the corners of his mouth.

"Three Profound Immortals, five Perfected True Immortals, thirty-nine True Immortals, and one hundred and two Great Emperors—they've truly come out in full force."

He looked at Master of the Ghost Valley. "Master of the Ghost Valley, since you are confident, let me see your methods."

"This subject will certainly not fail Your Majesty's trust!" Master of the Ghost Valley bowed, and his figure vanished in a flash.

Di Yan then said to Wang Jian, "Wang Jian, go. Guard the Immortal City well."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Wang Jian accepted the command and strode out.

Di Yan sat firmly on his dragon throne, his gaze looking into the distance.

Outside the Immortal City, war clouds gathered.

The powerhouses of the God, Demon, and Lionman Races possessed peerless pressure, brimming with Killing Intent.

Just then.

Wang Jian's figure flashed, appearing in the sky above the Immortal City.

He scanned the figures outside the city, each emitting a terrifying aura, without a trace of fear on his face.

"Where are the Imperial Guards!" Wang Jian's voice was like a resonant bell, echoing throughout the Immortal City.

"Here! Here! Here!"

A hundred thousand unified roars rose to the sky from all over the city, the sound waves dispersing the drifting clouds high above.

The next moment.

A hundred thousand soldiers clad in dark black heavy armor and emitting a grim aura rose into the air from all parts of the city, their movements unified as if they were a single entity.

They held long halberds, their Evil Qi condensed, forming a dark red blood cloud in the sky.

Under Wang Jian's leadership, the hundred thousand Imperial Guards, instead of defending the city, took the initiative to charge out. They transformed into a black torrent, surrounding the forty-plus Immortals and over a hundred Great Emperors in an instant!

"Form the array! Seal the Heavens and Lock the Earth!"

Wang Jian gave the order.

The hundred thousand Imperial Guards simultaneously struck their long halberds into the Void Realm!

Buzz—!

A massive dark-golden light screen, with the hundred thousand soldiers as nodes, surged up like an inverted giant bowl, enveloping all those Great Emperors and True Immortals within.

Upon the Barrier's light screen, runes flowed, and the faint sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls could be heard.

"What?!"

"They actually dare to take the initiative to surround us?"

Seeing this, the Great Emperors and True Immortals of the foreign races were first stunned, then burst into earth-shaking laughter.

They admitted that the cultivation of these hundred thousand people was decent.

But before Great Emperors and True Immortals like them, it was still not enough.

"A mere hundred thousand ants dare to set up a Formation to trap True Immortals? Truly seeking death!" The God Race Profound Immortal sneered, Holy Light surging around him as he prepared to break this ridiculous Barrier.

The True Immortal beside him, who was skilled in Formations, saw this and his expression changed slightly. "My lord, this Barrier is not simple! It contains an extremely strong repulsive force!"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

A plain and unremarkable voice suddenly rang out.

Master of the Ghost Valley's figure appeared within the Barrier at some unknown time.

Holding a Horsetail Whisk, his Daoist robes fluttering, he had the air of an Immortal, appearing completely out of place with the surrounding murderous atmosphere.

"Playing tricks! Die!"

The Demon Race Profound Immortal had the most violent temper; one of his heads spat out Soul-Eroding Demonic Fire, instantly incinerating the space where Master of the Ghost Valley stood into nothingness.

But when the demonic fire dissipated, Master of the Ghost Valley still stood in the same spot, untainted by a single speck of dust, as if everything just now had been a mere illusion.

He slowly raised his Horsetail Whisk and gave a gentle flick toward the Demon Race Profound Immortal who had just attacked.

The cruel smile on the Demon Race Profound Immortal's face instantly froze, and the tyranny in his eyes turned into ultimate terror.

His massive Demon God Avatar began to annihilate inch by inch.

With another gentle swing of the whisk,

His entire body of flesh and blood turned into a dark red bead, which, along with the treasures on his person, fell into Master of the Ghost Valley's sleeve.

Silence!

A deathly silence!

The foreign Great Emperors and True Immortals who were mocking just a moment ago now stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

An Early Stage Profound Immortal was just gone like that?

How is this possible!

"All together! Kill him!"

The God Race Profound Immortal was the first to react, letting out a roar of shock and anger as endless Holy Light transformed into Spears of Judgment and shot toward Master of the Ghost Valley!

Being also an Early Stage Profound Immortal, he didn't believe he wouldn't even have the power to resist.

The Golden Lionman Race Profound Immortal also revealed his true form, turning into a ten-thousand-foot golden giant lion, his sharp claws tearing through the sky!

The remaining powerhouses held nothing back, pouring all their trump cards toward Master of the Ghost Valley.

The entire interior of the Barrier was instantly filled with all kinds of destructive energy.

The Barrier teetered, yet not a single crack appeared.

Master of the Ghost Valley stood at the center of the storm, his expression remaining calm.

The Horsetail Whisk in his hand swept, pointed, or coiled; his movements were as smooth as flowing water, carrying a profound dao rhyme.

With every flick of the whisk, one or even several foreign powerhouses vanished.

Leaving behind only beads containing the essence of flesh and blood, along with their treasures, which fell into his sleeve.

At the same time.

Inside the Taiyan Imperial Study.

Di Yan looked at the space in front of the Imperial Desk and said indifferently, "Phantom Dream King, do I need to invite you out?"