599: Chapter 599 Netherworld Ruins

About half a day later, messages from Shi Wanshan and Ye Guying arrived one after another; the reorganization of the two major forces was initially complete.

The inventory of resources proceeded in an orderly fashion without any abnormalities.

Xuan Yangzi nodded slightly, knowing that control over the Immortal Domain was now secure and there was no need to worry about internal rebellion in the short term.

Three days passed in a flash.

For a Cultivator, it was but a blink of an eye.

But for the Ancient God Tomb, a fragment of an Immortal Domain that had just changed hands, it was a profound transformation from the inside out.

Under the strict supervision of Shi Wanshan and Ye Guying, and the silent pressure of Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, the reorganization, resource inventory, and personnel registration of Yun Miao Pavilion and Black Rock Sect were completed with astonishing efficiency.

The Legacy scriptures, treasury resources, Spiritual Veins, and land deeds of the two major forces were all registered and incorporated into the Azure Profound Sect system.

During this time, three other small forces that had survived in the cracks or had friction with the two Sects came to surrender upon hearing the news, offering tributes.

The three Earth Immortals of their Sects also established Soul Seal oaths before Xuan Yangzi, joining Qingxuan.

Thus, in the battle of the Ancient God Tomb, the Azure Profound Sect gained twenty new Earth Immortal Realm combatants without losing a single soldier.

True Immortal and Void Immortal Cultivators were countless, and resource wealth surged even more.

Inside the main hall of the qing ming boat, Xuan Yangzi's Divine Sense swept over the surrendered crowd, his expression calm.

He cast his gaze toward the vast Void Realm outside the hall. "The Ancient God Tomb has stabilized; we should not stay long.

Pass down the order: tomorrow at the Hour of Chen, the army sets out."

"Next stop, Nether Ruins."

The Nether Ruins Immortal Domain fragment was located deeper than Chengyun and the Ancient God Tomb, and its distance from the Xuanhuang Great World was even further.

Its territory was broader, and the forces entrenched there had developed far more strongly than the Chengyun Immortal Palace and the two Sects of the Ancient God Tomb.

According to scout reports, the Nether Ruins had completed unification; under Old Ancestor Youquan, there were as many as thirty Earth Immortal Realm Elders.

He himself was an outstanding figure among those at the Peak Earth Immortal Realm, with a notorious reputation.

The number of True Immortal and Void Immortal Cultivators was several times that of Chengyun and the Ancient God Tomb.

This was a truly tough nut to crack.

Three days later.

The Qingxuan army crossed the Void Realm and arrived at the Nether Ruins.

No persuasion to surrender, no proclamation.

Under Xuan Yangzi's indifferent command of "crush them," the qing ming boat was like a war beast burning with green flames.

It directly smashed through the "Nine Nether Yellow Springs Grand Array" on the outskirts of the Nether Ruins and crashed into its heartland.

The great battle erupted instantly.

The thirty Earth Immortals of the Nether Ruins emerged together, with ghosts wailing and gods howling; their hall master, Old Ancestor Youquan, even transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang Netherworld Dharma Image, drawing upon the endless Death Qi and Yin souls in the ruins, attempting to swallow the Qingxuan army.

However, the gap in strength was not something that could be easily bridged by numbers.

On the Azure Profound Sect side, Xuan Yangzi personally led the five Great Ancestors, Shi Wanshan, Ye Guying, and other peak masters, with Xiao Ruobai, Ling Xi, and other Disciples as the core combat force for the frontal assault.

The forty incorporated Earth Immortals, under the absolute loyalty of the Soul Seal, also erupted with combat power far exceeding their usual, firmly holding back the other Earth Immortals of the Netherworld Hall.

More crucially, there were two figures who did not directly participate in the battle but hung above the battlefield like stabilizing pillars—Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai.

Every "gaze" they cast caused the top combatants of the Netherworld Hall to tremble in their souls and their Spells to become sluggish.

This was a tragic but suspense-free conquest.

Three days of bloody battle.

The sky over the Nether Ruins turned dark, and mountains and rivers collapsed.

Of the thirty Earth Immortals of the Netherworld Hall, five died in battle—all stubborn individuals who would rather die than surrender—and their Divine Souls were completely obliterated.

The remaining twenty-some people, under the desperate pressure of Old Ancestor Youquan's death, the destruction of their Sect's Foundation, and the cutting off of their retreat, collapsed one after another and knelt to surrender.

With their submission, the other scattered forces within the Nether Ruins surrendered upon hearing the news, offering no more resistance.

Thus.

Starting from the Chengyun Immortal Domain, through the Ancient God Tomb, to the Nether Ruins.

The three major Immortal Domain fragments around the Xuanhuang Great World were all incorporated into the Azure Profound Sect's territory within a single month.

On the qing ming boat, Xuan Yangzi looked into the distance, his robes fluttering slightly in the wind mixed with a faint scent of blood and Nether Qi.

Behind him was the Qingxuan core, whose Aura had become increasingly condensed and heavy, with Battle Intent like a rainbow after successive battles and integration.

Further away were the densely packed, solemnly lined-up Qingxuan Cultivators, as well as the vast number of newly attached Cultivators whose eyes still held the daze, awe, and a hint of a new sense of belonging after surrendering.

Three major Immortal Domains, a vast territory, all within his grasp.

The Foundation of the Azure Profound Sect had never been so robust.

But there was not much self-satisfaction in his eyes, only a deeper serenity and far-off gaze.

He knew this was just the beginning.

It would take time to integrate these three major Immortal Domains, thoroughly digest them, and transform them into the majestic momentum for the Sect's ascent.

And deep within the Immortal Domain, the shadow named the "Hundred Immortals Alliance," and the even more distant and vast Immortal Realm, were the true stages.

"Hundred Immortals Alliance..."

He murmured the name, his gaze profound.

The three major Immortal Domains seemed settled, but the real crisis had just begun.

The fall of Immortal Lord Yougu could never be easily overlooked by the Hundred Immortals Alliance.

That was a behemoth spanning countless Immortal Domains.

Although the Azure Profound Sect seemed strong now, possessing three domains and nearly a hundred Earth Immortals.

Compared to the Hundred Immortals Alliance, which was presided over by an Immortal King, it was still like a firefly to the bright moon; the gap was immeasurable.

"Strength, still not enough strength." Xuan Yangzi's palm inside his sleeve tightened slightly.

The expansion of strength brought by unifying the three domains seemed so pale and weak before the name of the Hundred Immortals Alliance.

He had no doubt that the next time the other party sent someone, it would definitely not be just one or two people, but likely a structured army, perhaps even an Immortal King.

And could Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai stop them?

Time, what he needed most now was time.

And the only place that could win this precious time for him and the Azure Profound Sect was that place—

Xuanhuang Great World, Cangyun World.

The difference in the flow of time there was currently the Azure Profound Sect's greatest strategic advantage.

Xuan Yangzi's decision was made, and his gaze became sharp and determined once more.

"Go back, use the time acceleration of the Cangyun World, exhaust the resources of the three domains, and in the shortest time possible, maximize the overall strength of the Sect!"

This was no longer for expansion, but for survival.

He glanced at this territory that had just been incorporated but could ignite with war at any moment.

"Pass the order."

Xuan Yangzi withdrew his gaze, his voice calmly spreading throughout the immortal boat.

"From this day forward, the three major Immortal Domains will enter a phase of comprehensive integration. Each hall and department will perform its duties according to the established procedures."

"I want to see a brand-new, monolithic Three Domains of Qingyun."

"And now..."

He slowly turned around and looked toward the east, the direction of the Xuanhuang Great World.

"It is time to go back."

On Zizhu Peak, Gu Changge withdrew his gaze from the Immortal Domain, picked up his teacup, and took a small sip.

One hand unconsciously stroked the gray egg.

"Tsk," Gu Changge tapped the eggshell with his fingertip, as if evaluating a play,

"I didn't expect this Senior Brother of mine to actually have a bit of an intimidating Aura when he puts on a serious face."

The corners of his lips curled into a very faint smile as he looked at Old Huang, who was eavesdropping nearby:

"Don't you agree, Old Huang? He's much fiercer than when he used to lecture you back then."

Old Huang shuddered, his bull face looking embarrassed: "Your Excellency must be joking; the Sect Master is leading an army into battle, so he naturally has to be more majestic..."

Xuanhuang Great World, Azure Profound Sect, Cangyun World.

The qing ming boat appeared, and familiar figures stepped out one after another.

The first to walk out was Xuan Yangzi.

He was still in his green robe, but there was a bit more weathering and depth between his brows, and the majestic Luck from conquering the three domains and governing nearly a hundred Earth Immortals had not yet been fully internalized.

It made the Disciples Cultivating here feel their spirits tremble and involuntarily hold their breath after just one look.

Following closely behind were Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, Mo Yu, and Wang Xiaopang.

They all bore more or less the marks of battle, their robes stained with dust, but their Auras were like tempered swords, becoming increasingly sharp and pressing.

After them were the other Qingxuan True Legacy Disciples and Inner Sect elites who participated in this expedition; everyone had exhaustion in their eyes, but more so, a sense of pride and loftiness from having gone through a great battle and returning victorious.